Chapter 50: Missing

Song Qingxiao heard the movement on the second floor, and she didn't believe that No. 6, a person with outstanding martial arts skills, would not hear it.

What's more, at the beginning, No. 6 didn't hear the distress calls of the security guards downstairs, Dr. Hu and others, but after the incident, Liu Yixun and others went downstairs in a big move, and she should also know it.

If she belonged to the Guardian like herself, she would be alerted by the points hints in her mind.

Those who have experienced the first trial have an instinctive defensiveness and distrust of other trialists, if it is not cornered, Song Qingxiao is not willing to cooperate with her, it is too risky.

But at this time, she had no other choice, the man with glasses was hiding in the dark, eyeing the tiger, whether the fifth was friend or foe, or unknown.

There is not much time left in this trial, the guardians are in the light, the hunters are in the dark, the number of people on the third floor is large, and the goal is too big.

The man with glasses can kill three men in a very short time, and he must have his own special means.

She has to deal with the man with glasses, and wants to take the initiative to find this 'hunter' and eliminate it, but the people in the third-floor ward need someone to protect them, and this guardian is no one more suitable than Six.

Song Qing woke up No. 6, not really to get her up, but to reveal his intention to cooperate with her.

No. 6 sat up slowly, she should have understood Song Qingxiao's meaning, to such a point, everyone was like a gambler holding the last bet, she looked at Song Qingxiao for a long time, moved her wrist and neck bone, and finally lowered her head silently.

Everyone else in Ward 1 was awakened, the patient was sleep-deprived, and after being woken up, it was noisy.

Some people have lived here for too long, and their living habits have long been fixed, and they are noisy to wash, but at such a dangerous juncture, the situation is chaotic enough, and the medical staff have experienced a series of recent incidents, and they have long been emaciated, and three people died again tonight, the murderer is still missing, and everyone has a shadow in their hearts, and the patient makes a fuss, and several nurses collapse directly.

In the corridor, patients ran around chasing each other, and some people cried heartbreakingly because the rhythm of life was disrupted.

Several nurses who were chased and beaten by patients hid in one place exhausted, forming a small team, looking at the chaos in front of them, with a helpless expression.

If it doesn't work like this, it is easy to be caught by the man with glasses, several nurses and the only survivor in the security room have a look in their eyes that they want to give up, Song Qingxiao grabbed a female patient who was very noisy, and pushed her to the ground hard, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came with a 'bang', and she said loudly:

"Xiao Ke, Xiao Hua, grab her into the treatment room and electroshock treatment!"

Her sudden anger immediately frightened people, a group of noisy patients were stunned for a moment, and the two nurses named by her were also a little at a loss, but Song Qingxiao couldn't manage so much at this time:

"Whoever makes trouble again will receive electroshock treatment!"

It has been several days since she entered the scene of the psychiatric hospital, and she has been receiving information from the hospital as much as possible, and has maintained friendly relations with the nurses in the scene.

When she mentioned 'electroshock therapy', a group of patients looked frightened, and the female patient she pushed to the ground struggled and cried:

"Don't power me, don't power me."

The situation was quickly brought under control, and a group of patients were arranged in a corner near the nurse's table, huddled together and seated together.

“1、2、3……”

Liu Yixun breathed a sigh of relief, took the pen and began to count the number of people: "...... 23、24、25……”

He had counted to the last person and furrowed his brow.

When Liu Yixun was counting people, Song Qingxiao was also counting silently, there were originally 12 people including the nurse and himself, and the current number is complete; The remaining one of the security department and Liu Yixun were all present, and she followed Liu Yixun's gaze to the patient sitting around the nurse's table.

Zhang Xiaoyu once said that there were a total of 27 patients in the hospital, plus the gunmen who originally entered the scene, but changed their identity from doctors to patients after killing Dr. Zhou, a total of 28 people.

Among these 28 people, the man with a gun and the female patient in Ward 19 died on the fourth floor a few days ago, and there should be 26 people left, but now there are only 25 patients sitting around the nurse's table.

Even if Song Qingxiao was calm, she couldn't help but feel confused at this time.

She clenched her fists and forced herself to compose.

The hints in my mind have not changed, and the points have not been lost, proving that the missing person is still alive.

At this time, the people who are hiding are afraid that they have already felt that the atmosphere is wrong, and the patients in the hospital are woken up after taking medicine, at most they are not cooperative, and it is impossible to consciously hide.

Unless she has a clear mind and is afraid of death, she has the appearance of a person in her heart, looking at the patient, in the crowd, some people are in a daze, some people are 'hehe' giggling, and some are crying...... But as Song Qingxiao expected, No. 5 was not among these patients with different expressions.

At such a juncture, the number five is missing!

Song Qingxiao was about to vomit out a mouthful of blood, the ward was in chaos before, everyone was busy cleaning up the mess, she woke up No. 6, and had to guard against the glasses man making trouble, so she let No. 5 slip away.

Time waits for no one, and the time in sight has counted down to: 09:11:36, and there are less than ten hours left before the end of the mission time.

Song Qing's small forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and she guessed that No. 5 didn't know whether he was friend or foe.

If it's a friend, it's okay if he's missing, it doesn't matter if he's alive or dead, if he's an enemy, then it's troublesome.

The task of protecting the people is to clear the crisis in the trial space scene, the killer has not been found, and the mission time is approaching, I am afraid that the trial space will be regarded as the failure of the protector's mission and will wipe out the protector.

Her eyes met that of No. 6, who was sitting quietly in the crowd, and No. 6's eyebrows were also furrowed, obviously noticing No. 5's disappearance, but because of the man with glasses, neither of them dared to act rashly.

"What should I do?"

Zhang Xiaoyu, who had been stitched, nodded again with her spirits, but after counting, there were indeed only twenty-five people left, one less patient, she subconsciously went to see Song Qingxiao, and then looked at Liu Yixun.

Liu Yixun raised his wrist and looked at the time, "It's almost four o'clock, and it's going to be dawn." ”

He raised his head, his eyes flashing:

"If there's anything, wait until after dawn."

When he said this, he faintly revealed that he was going to give up on this patient.

Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip, turned her head to look at the colleagues around her, and the little nurses around her subconsciously turned their heads the moment she turned her eyes.

She froze, and finally her eyelids pulled down to cover her eyeballs, and she stopped talking.

Although Song Qingxiao didn't want to see such a result, he was helpless at this time.

At this time, everyone who was awake was looking at the dark sky outside.

Except for the two trialists present who entered the scene, everyone who was awake felt that the sky was too slow to light today.

The night seemed to be endless, and at this moment everyone clearly felt the pain of living like a year.