Song Qingxiao slowly moved towards the nurse's table, and the more she got to this time, the more she didn't dare to be careless.

The nurse's countertop, which was originally facing the corridor, had been reversed, and a nurse on duty who was supposed to be sitting at the back with her back against the wall was moved to the outside, and her back was to Song Qingxiao, who was clinging to the ward on the other side, lying on the table, her face buried in her bent and folded arms, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Under the tabletop, a large shadow was hidden on the right side of her foot, as if someone was hiding.

In this case, even if the nurse does not have an accident, if someone coerces her, she should not dare to speak out.

Song Qingxiao stood against the wall for a moment, the cold temperature of the wall seeping into her limbs through the thin clothes.

She licked her upper lip and pulled out the dagger hidden at her waist.

The sweat in the palm of his hand quickly moistened the handle of the dagger, and Song Qing held the dagger tighter, and slowly leaned towards the nurse who was facing away from her.

Before she got closer, she had already reached out and touched the nurse's head, and when her fingertips touched her skin, Song Qingxiao could feel that this was not the skin of a dead man.

The nurse is still alive, but for some reason, she has passed out.

To prevent herself from being attacked, she grabbed the nurse by the collar and grabbed it hard in front of her.

Although the unconscious person had no ability to resist, his body was extremely heavy, and Song Qing used all his strength to hold the nurse so that she would not fall to the side.

In the dragging, the nurse's legs were still hooked on the stool, and the stool legs made a screeching sound when they rubbed on the ground, and the squeak dragged on for a long time, in such a quiet environment, there seemed to be an echo, Song Qingxiao herself was startled by this sound, and goosebumps on her arms rushed out.

She stopped pulling the nurse and took a step forward, the shrunken shadow under the unconscious nurse's feet did not move, Song Qingxiao held a knife in one hand and held someone in the other, and at the same time tried to quickly stretch out her legs to touch.

Indeed, as she expected, there was a figure hidden there, but it was not hiding from the trialist who was hunting as she imagined, her toes touched the person, and the person seemed to have been broken balance, losing the support of the nurse's bent legs, and then being hooked by Song Qingxiao's feet, the soft fell out, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, motionless.

Such a scene greatly surprised Song Qingxiao, judging from the body shape, this is a man, he should not be dead, but like the nurse, he was stunned.

The unconscious man was lying on the ground with his legs curled up sideways, and in the hazy night, Song Qingxiao saw him wearing a uniform and recognized him as a hospital security guard.

Two security guards patrol every night in the first-level heavy surveillance area on the fourth floor, at this time one security guard is unconscious here, where is the other security guard?

Among the trialists, two people were imprisoned on the fourth floor as patients, and the body of a man with a gun was placed in the ward, but the whereabouts of No. 6 were unknown.

She had almost patrolled this floor, and when she went upstairs, she had already observed each ward in general terms, and did not find a place where other trialists could hide, if someone really went up to the fourth floor to kill people, under her nose, where did this person go?

After the lights went out, almost everyone in the ward on the fourth floor fell into a deep sleep, and the slightest noise was infinitely amplified, especially when she was on full alert, if someone escaped from the safe passage like her at this time, she would not be able to hear it.

The person disappeared into thin air, and the terrible thing was that a security guard on the same floor did not know the whereabouts of her, and while she was searching, she died silently in this hospital building.

What kind of person has such ability? Could it be that this person can go to heaven and earth, and kill people without form? Beads of sweat soaked from her forehead, and her whole body trembled a little.

The existence of the trial space is unfathomable, those who complete the trial have points, and there are many things that can be exchanged for points, she can exchange points for the nine-character secret order that has never been heard of before after the first round of trials, and it is difficult to guarantee that the other trialists this time will not be the same as her, in exchange for any strange means.

As soon as such a thought flashed through her mind, Song Qingxiao quickly abandoned her guess.

It's impossible! Even if there is such a psychic technique in the trial space, among the trialists in the early stage, it is believed that even if someone changes to the stealth killing technique, it is impossible for someone to be able to withstand stealth for such a long time.

If the murderer was really on the fourth floor, then he or she must be hiding in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to strike again.

Time was precious to her, and with each second she feared that the prompt in her mind would change again, meaning someone else had died.

Who is the trialist she is thinking about, at present, the glasses man, the fourth red whip woman, and the sixth are all very suspicious, while guessing, Song Qingxiao recalled a detail.

As soon as the reminder of the dead man came out, she hurried to the fourth floor, and the first thing she noticed was the monitoring room, when the door of the monitoring room was ajar, and a nurse was lying on the table, she was anxious to find out who did it, so she did not enter the house to check in her anxiety, but just hurriedly locked the door.

At that time, she didn't check who the nurse was lying on her stomach inside, and she didn't take a second look at the room where there were no other people hiding!

Now that I think about it, it's also a bit negligent.

Song Qingxiao held the nurse in her hand and put it back on the table, ready to go over and take another look, when she carried the nurse, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the closed elevator door next to the nurse's desk, and something quickly passed through her mind.

She got a hint of the trial space, and after someone died, she immediately pushed the car loaded with drugs from the second floor to the third floor to take the elevator back to the third floor, and noticed that the nurses on the third floor were busy halfway, and no one noticed what she had done, and when she was about to wait for the elevator to go up to the fourth floor, she received a system prompt again and the points were deducted 50.

In desperation, she gave up the elevator and took the safe passage instead, she remembered that the elevator prompt was in the descent, and when she went back to the third floor, someone took the elevator up to the fourth floor.

Song Qingxiao's eyelids jumped, and he gasped deeply, at the same time, the red indicator light on the elevator door that had not moved flashed, and then there was a crisp sound, and the elevator door that had been closed opened with a bang, and the light in the elevator illuminated a corner of the fourth floor.

She tilted her head back, still holding the little nurse, and the sound of a whip breaking through the air was heard, and the target was obviously aimed at her!

The figure of Slim Number Four appeared in the elevator doorway, and the light stretched her figure extremely long, almost covering the entire wall of the ward opposite her, like a demon from hell.

She came prepared, and she hid in the elevator all the time, determined to take Song Qingxiao's life!

The two were very close, Song Qingxiao instinctively threw the nurse in her arms, squatted on the ground, and hid under the table of the nurse's table.

But she knew that the power of the No. 4 long whip was amazing, and when she entered the space, thanks to the gun-wielding man, she had seen No. 4 and the gun-wielding man fight for a short time.

Four's red whip should have been redeemed from the trial space, when it was drawn to the barrel of the big man with the gun, leaving a mark.

The gun of the big man with the gun is also from the trial space, and she can't be intact even if she takes a whip, if this whip falls off, even if the tail of the whip gets a little touched, she is afraid that she will be injured, and her mobility will be greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxiao held the dagger tightly, and at the same time kicked the little nurse who slipped to the ground without a support point after she let go, with this force, not only the little nurse was kicked out of a distance of more than ten centimeters, but even she herself rolled around on the spot.

She was very lucky, for in the next moment the whip fell on the table of the nurse's table, and the marble countertop, which was supported by four solid wood legs, was only a façade decorated with thin planks on the outside, only to hear the click of a click.

Once the marble countertop was cracked, the bottom of the table lost its balance and collapsed with a bang!

Rubble and broken wood debris splashed up, cutting Song Qingxiao's bare cheeks and neck skin, and the broken table firmly pressed the security guard and the little nurse lying on the ground.