The layout of the wards on the fourth floor is not quite the same as that on the second and third floors, with special treatment rooms on one side and wards on the other, because the patients who live here are extremely aggressive, so there should be security guards on the fourth floor in addition to nurses and doctors.

But something happened in the monitoring room, she closed the door after she went upstairs and made a crisp sound, but the sides of the corridor were unusually quiet, and no one came out to check, even the nurse's desk was quiet, this situation was not normal.

Song Qing carefully mentioned his throat, tried his best to slow down his pace, and walked against the wall.

When passing through the door of the No. 1 ward, the door was locked, and the lights were not turned on inside, through the light in the corridor, Song Qing had an unobstructed view of the ward, except for the medical equipment, the beds were empty, and no one lived here.

Just looking at this look, Song Qingxiao was already tense, and after making sure that there was no one, she quickly flashed to the treatment room on the other side, this treatment room was still closed, she tried to shake the doorknob, the door was locked, and she couldn't push it in.

After looking at three wards in a row, there was no one, and when I got to the fourth, through the light in the corridor,

She was about to reach for the key hanging on her body, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw that although the light was also turned off in the ward opposite the first treatment room, the door seemed to be hidden and not closed tightly.

The old TV hanging on the wall was quietly looping the boring designated content, Song Qingxiao exhaled slowly, pinched his hand into a seal, and slowly leaned in the direction of the ward.

The door was unlocked, the deadbolt pressed against the lock, and the door opened a little gap, through which the light of the corridor shone in, just as it reached the bed.

The hospital bed was a little messy, Song Qingxiao held her breath, pressed the dagger behind her waist with one hand, and at the same time reached out her left hand, and her fingertips touched the door and pushed it gently.

The door was slowly pushed open, and more and more lights shone in, and there was no one on the bed, and the restraint bands on both sides of the bed were scattered around the bed, as if someone had hastily ripped it open.

There was a motionless nurse lying on the ground, a silver medicine tray was buckled on the ground, and the medicine was scattered all over the ground, which proved that before this, this intensive care unit was occupied, and the nurse was attacked on the way to deliver medicine.

Song Qingxiao slowly stepped in, holding her breath and concentrating, afraid that the breathing would be too loud, miss the slightest movement, and ignore that someone was lurking in the dark.

When she let go, the door lost its resistance and slowly closed slowly, blocking her figure.

There was still the smell of medicine and disinfectant in the room, and there was no blood, and she reached out to probe the nurse's neck on the ground, and the temperature, and the beating of the arteries, proving that she had fainted after the attack.

The deadbolt of the door hits the lock frame with a soft 'click' sound.

This sound made Song Qingxiao's hair stand on end, she immediately touched the dagger on her waist and stood up, and in the next moment, all the lights on the aisle outside were extinguished.

The room suddenly fell into the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, and Song Qing flashed to the door, not daring to act rashly.

Someone on the fourth floor was hiding in the shadows, probably already knowing her existence, and the hundred points she had lost before were afraid that she was being lured into the urn.

The door was ajar, and after all the lights went out outside, it was very likely that the man had found a good position, and after patiently lurking, waiting for himself to appear, he would give himself a fatal blow at the right moment.

It's impossible to hide here without going out, her mission is to protect the people, there are two patients on the fourth floor alone, plus three nurses, security guards and nurses on duty, and other patients, once these people have an accident, the consequences are unimaginable.

Two people died tonight, resulting in only 850 left after her points were deducted, and if she continued to deduct it, her life would be in jeopardy.

Song Qingxiao grabbed the doorknob, calmed her breath, and pulled the door open.

It was so quiet outside, as if the entire fourth floor was gone.

Fortunately, the hint in her mind has not changed, and the remaining points are still stuck at 850 without moving, which shows that when she is afraid, the opponent is not without scruples.

She carefully took out the key that Zhang Xiaoyu handed her today and locked the door, in the quiet darkness, the keys collided with each other and made a crisp sound of 'bell', Song Qingxiao calmly finished all this, and then moved forward against the wall.

There was such a movement on the fourth floor, but for some reason it didn't alarm the third floor, and she always felt that there were eyes staring at her in the dark, but when she turned back, she couldn't see where anyone was.

In such an environment, her senses were magnified to the extreme, her heart was beating fast, and the accelerated flow of blood caused her hands and feet to be cold, and she had a feeling of dry mouth.

She touched the wall with one hand, put the other hand on her waist, and quickly touched the door frame, Song Qingxiao moved forward along the door frame, her hand touched the heavy door, her vest was close to it, and before she could exert force, the door was opened with a 'creak', and it was not locked!

The atmosphere in the house is a little strange, she has been on the verge of life and death, and she is very sensitive to this kind of atmosphere, there should be something wrong in the house.

She pressed her back against the door, pushed it open, her eyes got used to the darkness, in the haze she vaguely saw that there was a person lying on the bed, she stood for a moment, there was no other breath in the room, she approached the bed vigilantly, reached out to touch the foot of the bed, and felt a pair of feet.

The feet are not yet cold, and the size is not small, but it is not like the two female patients who were sent to fight today.

Sure enough, she took two steps forward along the side of the bed, looked down carefully, even if she couldn't see it clearly, but from the length, body shape and hair, she still recognized the big man with the gun at a glance.

His hands were bound with restraints, restricting his mobility, and his head was at an abnormal angle to the left side of his shoulder, apparently his throat bone had been broken and he had lost his life.

To Song Qingxiao's surprise, among the six trialists, the big man with a gun was the first to go out.

If Dahan was one of the two who died tonight, then could he also be an ally, or at the beginning of the scene, he had already been regarded as a patient by default in the trial space?

At the time of the incident tonight, No. 5 was under her nose, killing the big man with a gun, either the man with glasses, or the fourth, or the sixth, these people all have a grudge against the big man, after the mission began, in the case of the big man losing his weapon and being controlled by others, everyone picked him out of the game as soon as possible, and it was reasonable to eliminate him out.

If it weren't for someone to do it first, Song Qingxiao would have been ready to do this.

But who killed the big man now? She quickly exited the room and closed the door, and for a few moments, as she wanted to go on and look elsewhere, the prompt in her mind changed again.

Protect the population, defeat obliterates.

Mission Complete: 800 points.

Another 50 points were lost, proving that at this moment, someone is still shooting and killing.

Under the cover of night, some people are wantonly hunting and harvesting human lives.

Song Qingxiao bit her lip, not daring to make any reservations.

She moved quickly against the wall, searching first from the left side, not even the toilet at the end of the corridor, and then searched the ward on the other side.

Whenever he touched the door of a ward, he pushed it, and in these wards, either empty or occupied, there were rooms with patients, and the patients were calm and fell asleep, unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

It wasn't until he touched Ward 23, which was next to the nurse's desk, that Song Qingxiao finally found another deceased.

The door of ward 23 has been locked, but through the glass wall, you can still see a person half-lying at the end of the bed, with the iron bar of the modified special hospital bed pressed against his waist, and his upper body drooping downward, forming an 'upside down' posture, and his hair falling down to block his face, even if he can't see her face clearly, but he can recognize it from the hairstyle Song Qingxiao, this should be one of the two women fighting in room 19 today.

Tonight she is the second deceased found by Song Qingxiao! Judging from the hint of the points, there is still a corpse, but she almost turned around the fourth floor, and did not find the person who did it, nor did she find other corpses, and the place that has not been checked at the moment is left with the nurse's desk.