"Ahh

After Zhang Xiaoyu hit someone, he was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that the shot was fired by himself, and after a long time, he reacted and covered his face and ran in the direction of the safe passage.

No. 6 was lying on the ground moaning, the hospital gown on her shoulder was faint with a large bloodstain, Song Qingxiao saw the mess of everyone in the hospital, and shouted sharply to a group of frightened nurses:

"What's the panic? Settle the patient and don't have an accident! ”

At this time, everyone had already been left without a master, and when they heard Song Qingxiao's words, everyone instinctively acted as she ordered.

"Five." Song Qingxiao also chased in the direction of the safe passage, and shouted at the same time: "Take No. 6 and chase it with me!" She vaguely felt that this time the mission had reached a critical point, and maybe it would be completed soon, and after shouting to Five, she rushed down the stairs of the safe passage without looking back.

The previous series of changes made No. 5 unable to react for a while, and after hearing Song Qingxiao's shout, he was excited, and immediately understood what Song Qingxiao meant.

No. 6 doesn't seem to be dead, but he is only temporarily injured, and Song Qingxiao must have chased him out to deal with the 'hunter' who accidentally appeared in Zhang Xiaoyu's scene.

At such a moment, she asked No. 5 to take the injured No. 6 with her, of course, for her own reasons.

No. 5 recalled the previous scene in his mind, Song Qingxiao angered Zhang Xiaoyu and forced her to take out a gun to prove her 'identity', when No. 6 tried to sneak attack her at that time, when No. 5 anxiously reminded her, Song Qingxiao should have known in her heart, maybe No. 6's plan was just as she wanted.

The camp of the trialist can be switched by the trigger of certain events, such as the killing of the Great Han, or the killing of the Great Han by the Sixth, changing from a protector to a hunter.

If changing from a Protector to a Hunter requires an active attack, then conversely, if you want to change from a Hunter to a Protector, you should not be able to change by killing the same group of 'teammates', but should be passively attacked by the same group of 'teammates' to make the faction switch.

Song Qingxiao understood this rule from what she said before, so while provoking Zhang Xiaoyu to point a gun at her, she deliberately gave No. 6 a false impression that she could take advantage of.

When No. 6 was ecstatic and wanted to sneak attack her, she took the opportunity to catch her and blocked Zhang Xiaoyu's shooting for her.

If her guess is correct, No. 6 did change his camp because of Zhang Xiaoyu's attack, then the three of them belong to the protector camp, and everyone only needs to work together to kill Zhang Xiaoyu, the last threat, and this trial will naturally end.

And if Song Qingxiao's speculation is not true, No. 6 did not change sides because of Zhang Xiaoyu's attack, then Zhang Xiaoyu's gun hit her, even if she does not die, it can also abolish her combat power, so that Song Qingxiao can easily clean her up after solving Zhang Xiaoyu.

No. 5 guessed that there might be two reasons why she let herself bring No. 6: first, she was afraid that after she left, the third floor of the hospital would lose the powerful trialist in charge, and leaving No. 6 here, her camp had not changed, and she would continue to kill people with some kind of idea;

Second, I'm afraid that Song Qingxiao also saved No. 6 with him, if after killing Zhang Xiaoyu, everyone's task was not completed, which proves that No. 6's camp has not changed because of the attack, as soon as Zhang Xiaoyu dies, she is the last hunter, take her by her side, it is more convenient to kill her, and there is no longer any need to look for people afterwards.

Thinking of this, No. 5 bent down and set up No. 6, the two were not friends, they should be enemies in a sense, and at the moment when his life was at stake, he did not have the heart to pity Xiangyu.

"Hiss," No. 6 let out a cry of pain, and her two hands were clenched in the palms of No. Five, in this case, No. 5 naturally couldn't do this to take advantage of her, but should be afraid that she would suddenly hurt people, and he was very wary of her.

"Is it necessary to take me?"

Six's face was pale, and she spoke like a gossamer, she was shot in the shoulder, and the blood flowed profusely, and the deep bone wounds on her shoulder could be seen from the bloody wound that had been stained with flesh and blood through a hole, exuding the smell of blood and the smell of roasted meat and gunpowder.

"I listen to the young ones."

Five grinned, dragged Six and ran in the direction of the safety staircase.

Song Qingxiao followed behind Zhang Xiaoyu, watched her go down the first floor, and ran through the open glass door on the first floor to the small garden outside, and she ran out after her.

After this series of events, the sky outside was much brighter than before, but it was still like a layer of fog around it, and it didn't disperse.

After Zhang Xiaoyu walked out of the garden, her steps were not as eager as before, she walked more and more slowly, as if she knew that Song Qingxiao was following her, but she didn't care at all.

She walked to the clump of flowers leaning against the high wall of the hospital and stopped, and in the hazy fog, she leaned on the wall with one hand, and sobbed quietly with her head down.

Song Qingxiao also stopped, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps going downstairs in the distance, and the sound was particularly distinct in this quiet mental hospital.

Zhang Xiaoyu cried very sadly, Song Qingxiao didn't interrupt her, and when No. 5 helped No. 6 down, the two people still maintained a special tacit understanding.

"How did she ......?"

No. 5 stood beside Song Qingxiao, grabbed No. 6's hand and gestured, and asked Song Qingxiao in a low voice about the scene at this time.

He didn't understand why the mission time was still counting down, Song Qingxiao didn't hurry up to solve Zhang Xiaoyu, but let her hold on to the wall and cry.

Song Qingxiao didn't answer, Zhang Xiaoyu cried for a while, as if she had vented her inner emotions enough, and finally raised her head:

"Actually, I don't want to kill her, Qingxiao." Her lips trembled, and she was obviously very sad about Dr. Ou's death.

At this point, of course Song Qingxiao would not stimulate her anymore, the gun that Dahan exchanged in the space at that time did not know how many bullets there were, and Zhang Xiaoyu's threat had not been completely lifted.

"I know," Song Qingxiao nodded, "On the day Doctor Ou died, you cried very sadly, combed her hair, sorted out her clothes, and knitted small fish for her. ”

When Zhang Xiaoyu heard this, tears welled up in her eyes:

"I just wanted a gun, and she wouldn't give it." Her eyes showed sadness, nostalgia, regret, and determination: "I have been in this hospital for many years, and the sisters in the psychiatric hospital work is the hardest, everyone encourages each other, and we all know that it is not easy to work here." ”

"When we first entered the hospital, Dr. Ou always told us that they were patients, and their behavior and behavior were involuntary, and we couldn't care about them. But I'm also human, and I also have emotions. She said that when she was excited, the nail buckle dug into the plaster of the wall, and the force was so great that the nail was broken, but she seemed to feel no pain.

"I have seen sisters who were in the hospital at the same time, who fell asleep because they were careless on duty, and the patient cut her throat with a hidden razor blade and died. I have also been injured several times, and I don't know how many times I have almost been strangled to death by patients. ”

She trembled and raised her hand to untie the collar of her nurse's gown, and when the button was unbuttoned, it revealed the bruises on her neck that had been pinched, which had been pinched by the troublesome female patient in Ward 19 on the morning of the accident.

"Look at my face......"

She stretched out her hand and pointed to her face, and Song Qingxiao was silent.

After Liu Yixun and the others settled the patients in the hospital, they also brought a few nurses down, and everyone sighed when they heard what she said and saw her tearful face.

"I'm fed up, I just want to ask Dr. Ou for the key to lock the gun, but she won't give it to me, and after knowing what I want to do, she told me not to be like a patient." She paused for a moment, then went to pinch her throat to learn from Dr. Ou to speak: "They are patients, what do you care about them?" ”

The fog outside was thicker, and under the gray sky, Zhang Xiaoyu cried and talked alone, learning to speak in Dr. Ou's voice, adding a bit of horror to this strange scene.

When she said this, she began to laugh again, and when she was done laughing, she touched her face and cried.

Seeing this, No. 5 couldn't help but feel creepy, he looked at Song Qingxiao, his fingertips moved, raised his hand to his throat, and made a murderous gesture:

"Qingxiao......" Time is running out, and No. 6, who was carried on the shoulders of No. 5, was angry, gritting his teeth and trying to ask Song Qingxiao:

"Why, why haven't you done it yet?"

By now, it has become very clear that Zhang Xiaoyu's psychology should have been a problem with the accumulated pressure in her long-term work, and the night she went to see Dr. Ou, she had already had murderous intentions, but Dr. Ou did not agree to give her the key, but taught her a lesson, which became the fuse for her to kill Dr. Ou.

She should have felt guilty and regretted after the killing, so she later cleaned up for Dr. Ou.

But after the killing, there was no turning back, when she was broken by Song Qingxiao, she was already tormented by guilt and resentment, so Song Qingxiao only pointed out the truth, which was enough to make her collapse.

"Even if that's the case, you shouldn't have killed Doctor Ou."

When Liu Yixun heard this, he sighed, and Zhang Xiaoyu, who was crying and laughing, was stunned when she heard his words, and her eyes fell on Dr. Liu, with a somewhat puzzled expression:

"Dr. Liu? Why are you here? ”

After she said this, she seemed to remember something, and her face changed: "What about Doctor Ou?" ”

Several nurses who had worked with her showed unbearable expressions on their faces, and the next second Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the gun, several nurses hugged their heads and screamed, Liu Yixun was also startled, but she 'giggled' and pointed the gun at the top of her head, "Doctor Ou, Xiaoyu is here to accompany you......"

With the sound of a 'bang' gunshot, the bullet passed through the left side of her skull, bringing up a large patch of blood mixed with minced flesh and spilling it into the flowers.

Zhang Xiaoyu's hand hung down softly, and the flowers that were blooming brightly were sprinkled with blood and shook non-stop.

Song Qingxiao remembered that when she had just entered the scene, the moment Zhang Xiaoyu took her out of Liu Yixun's office, she pointed to a cluster of flowers here and said, "Look, last year, Xiaoyu planted some plants, and they grew well." At that time, her mentality was probably already a little abnormal, but she was forcibly suppressed.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoyu died, the countdown seconds in his mind came to an abrupt halt, and the countdown number was frozen: 06:11:17.

At the same time, the voice of the prompt sounded in Song Qingxiao's mind: The trial is complete, and he will leave the space in ten seconds.

Number Five was ecstatic, and even Number Six looked relieved.

Song Qingxiao's speculation was indeed correct, she won the bet.

The surrounding scene gradually blurred, the characters gradually faded, and the fifth turned his gaze and saw the gun left by the former big man that fell about seven or eight meters away in the distance, and his face showed greed.

Ten......

Nine......

Eight......

……

Song Qingxiao didn't seem to have the intention of picking up the gun, and the countdown had already reached 'five', he threw the number six on his shoulder, and subconsciously wanted to run in the direction of Zhang Xiaoyu's suicide.

Song Qingxiao, who had not moved, suddenly moved at this time, she pinched her palm, and in the palm of her hand, she was still holding the small fish that Zhang Xiaoyu had knitted, and in the painful cry of the sixth being thrown, she grabbed the small fish and threw it in the direction of Zhang Xiaoyu's suicide.

Zhang Xiaoyu's figure was already gradually blurred, when this thing was thrown out, No. 5 was already only one step away from the gun, he thought that at this time, Song Qingxiao suddenly sneaked attacked, ran to the footsteps of the gun, and instinctively turned his head to hide.

Three......

Two......

One......

The scene changed suddenly, the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood all disappeared, and when Song Qingxiao opened her eyes, she was wearing the clothes she had just worn when she entered the trial space, holding a whip in one hand, and was standing in the familiar kitchen of her home.