Shen Mingde wandered around the corridor twice. He stopped at the door of the stairwell and dusted off the light blue coat, as if to dust off the bad luck that had been stained on his body. He prayed that all would go well for tonight's operation. He did not pray for himself, because it should not be himself who could cause the operation to fail, but the people who cooperated with him. Actually, tonight's operation is not complicated, and it doesn't require the nimble skills of a spy and the sharp brain of a detective. According to the white-collar man in the afternoon, tonight may be the best time to visit the "sixth uncle". At the end of today's work, the Yongning Rehabilitation Home will hold a regular working meeting. During the Parliamentary period, there were very few staff on duty, and management became very lax. Not only that, but meetings usually go on for a long time. Some elderly people in the intensive care unit cannot be left unattended for a long time, so the hospital will hire some temporary workers to help. Expatriate temporary workers don't know each other, so it's also the easiest time to sneak into a recovery home.

All Shen Mingde needed to do was wait for a signal, and then walked down the stairwell into the basement floor. Use the key given to him by Chen Huaizhi to open the security door leading to the basement floor. Then follow the map and walk along the road to the "kou" shaped passage. After that, find a secret door in the northwest corner of the "kou" shaped passage. Enter a code provided by Chen Huaizhi on the secret door, and he will enter a fan-shaped room. The "sixth uncle" was hidden in this fan-shaped room. This room was later specially separated for the "sixth uncle", so it does not appear on the drawings of the building. There, even Chen Huaizhi didn't go in. It was only through various investigations in the past few years that he learned the little "secrets" of the previous generation. This time, in order to help Shen Mingde, Chen Huaizhi can be regarded as a wreck.

According to the white-collar man, as long as the operation is done properly, Shen Mingde will not be hindered. There were four security guards on duty at night. In order not to disturb the rest of the elderly, the security guards will not leave the monitoring room at will. Shen Mingde's biggest trouble is the nine groups in the basement passage, a total of eighteen surveillance cameras. They are found in stairwells, basement passages, and "mouth" passages. Twenty-four hours a day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, he keeps a sleepless eye on the passages. Therefore, the signal that Shen Mingde needs to wait for is a power outage. The Rehabilitation Home uses external power supply and internal emergency power supply. In the event of a power outage, the generators inside the building will be activated in an emergency. In fact, this building has begun to age, and the "sixth uncle" has been hidden here for many years, and has been safe and sound. As a result, people have long let their guard down, and the occasional stop is considered a common thing. With just a few small means, the white-collar man told Shen Mingde some mechanical principles that he didn't understand, which was enough to temporarily stop the building's power supply for ten minutes. These hours should be enough for Shen Mingde to enter the fan-shaped room. When Shen Mingde finishes his work, he can send a message to the white-collar man. After that, he can also make the building briefly blackout again, so that Shen Mingde can leave the basement for a chance.

The whole action plan doesn't sound difficult. However, what has always made Shen Mingde haunted is the string of passwords that entered the fan-shaped room of the "Sixth Uncle". The password is very simple and easy to remember, it consists of a few numbers and a symbol. The password is: 9950. When Shen Mingde got this password, although he was silent in front of the white-collar man, he was nervous in his heart. Zhou Tengfei also sent Shen Mingde the same set of numbers on the day of his disappearance, what does such a coincidence mean? Shen Mingde entered a state of contemplation at this moment. His thoughts first returned to the day Zhou Tengfei disappeared. Could it be that what Tengfei intends to pass on to himself in a crisis is not a call for help, but this set of passwords? But with a single set of numbers, who could have guessed what he was trying to mean? After that, Shen Mingde would remember what Chen Huaizhi had said on the night of the Yushugou celebration, in Chen Yongyi's car, who was sitting in the driver's seat. Chen Huaizhi said that Zhou Tengfei knew him? Zhou Tengfei often accompanied Shen Mingde, but he never heard Zhou Tengfei mention Chen Huaizhi once. Shen Mingde never introduced Chen Huaizhi to Zhou Tengfei, the two of them are simply well water and river water, just like two parallel lines that never intersect again! At that moment, Shen Mingde once had a feeling that Zhou Tengfei was betrayed. He really didn't want to think about it, could it be that Zhou Tengfei was the "spy" arranged by Chen Huaizhi beside him?

A water delivery worker in overalls carried a few empty buckets and passed by Shen Mingde. The man with a big shoulder and a round waist interrupted his thoughts. This person glanced at his face, and Shen Mingde also looked at him as if "saluting in return". He suddenly realized if he had been in this hallway for too long. So, Shen Mingde temporarily collected his thoughts, turned around and walked briskly in the opposite direction of the corridor.

With a "snap", the lights in the hallway went out. Shen Mingde's thinking was like a TV that had been turned off, and there was no image in an instant. There was darkness in front of his eyes and in his mind at the same time. On the left-hand side, the window in the hallway reflects the scene outside on a rainy night. The street lamps are dim, and tiny raindrops are like countless fireflies flying around the lights. The night sky in the rain was not as dark as usual, but a dull orange-yellow color at all times. For some reason, such a night scene always reminds Shen Mingde of "murder". Well, there's not much time, so let's get started as soon as possible. Shen Mingde took advantage of the light outside the window to run on the dark uninhabited corridor. He rushed into the stairwell, and just as he was about to step downstairs, the light above his head suddenly flickered twice, causing his eyes to ache. He rubbed his eyes, only then did he notice the dark red emergency lights in the stairwell. What's going on? Doesn't the emergency light mean that the building has been converted from external power to internal emergency power? Did something go wrong? So are those surveillance cameras still working? When Shen Mingde was hesitating, he only heard a few exclamations at the end of the corridor. The exclamation was not like a riot caused by a power outage, but a surprise at the sight of some kind of vision. Shen Mingde planned to retreat into the corridor first to see what was going on. However, the dark red light suddenly disappeared. Immediately, he received a message that said, "That's it! ”

Shen Mingde strode downstairs according to the original plan. For tonight's operation, he also prepared a strong flashlight that could be hung on his belt to provide a light source. In front of the door to the basement, he used the key to unlock it without any problems. This made Shen Mingde breathe a sigh of relief. Because it is said that the key in his hand is a replica. Before that, he was still wondering if the duplicate key would be able to open the door successfully. Entering the passage, it was pitch black. Under the illumination of the bright flashlight, Shen Mingde realized that he was in a place similar to a laboratory. Long, narrow passageways stretch into the distance, and the smooth floor tiles and metal-clad walls are spotless. He walked straight against the wall on the right, touching it with his hand and tapping it a few times. The smooth, cold touch and the dull sound of percussion made him feel that the walls were very thick. And instead of wrapping a layer of iron around the stone walls, he even suspected that the entire wall was made of metal. There are rooms on either side of the wall, which can be seen by the metal doors with combination locks that appear on the walls from time to time. He didn't know how many rooms he had passed through and how many coded doors he had observed. It seems that these rooms are airtight, with no windows on the walls and doors, and the code doors are tightly closed to the walls. All this reminded Shen Mingde of those terrifying laboratories in science fiction movies. On calm thought, though, these rooms are more like amenities like cold storage freezers. Standing here, he felt a chill hit him. The recovery home doesn't look like a research institute at all, maybe the cold storage is stored with some necessary medical drugs and other things.

Shen Mingde found a coded door in the northwest corner. This fan-shaped room where the "Sixth Uncle" is hidden is not actually mysterious now. The only difference from the other rooms is that the code door is much smaller, located on the west wall near the corner. Shen Mingde typed "9950" on the keyboard, and after taking a deep breath, he clicked "." button. There was a "hiss" sound, and the small door slid open to the side of the wall with a slight thud. Shen Mingde hunched his back and slipped into the small door that made him feel like an isolation cabin.

As soon as he stepped into this small room, a slight "hiss" sound came from behind Shen Mingde. At the same time, the lights in the room also came on, and the light was soft and slightly blue. The light did not make Shen Mingde, who was in the darkness just now, feel dazzling. He immediately turned around and found that the small door was closed. Fits the wall and fits perfectly. Shen Mingde immediately rushed to the door and tried to pull the door open, but his efforts were in vain. Only then did he realize that there was also a PIN pad on the wall not far from the small door. Shen Mingde tried to enter the password again, and the small door opened. Now he was at ease, at least he didn't have to worry about being trapped in this secret room.

This room is really small, with a single bed in the center. The white curtain covers the entire bed like a mosquito net. Almost half of the rest of the space is occupied by a pile of unknown medical devices. Countless tubes and wires and the like reached into the hospital bed covered by a white curtain like tentacles. Bypassing a machine and stepping over a few wires, Shen Mingde stood on the left side of the hospital bed. He gently parted the gap in the white curtain and peeked in as if he were watching a dangerous animal. At first glance, he was shocked into a cold sweat again. Isn't this bed a living corpse soaking in a water tank? The living corpse lay stiff on the hospital bed, its brown skin tightly wrapped around the bulging bones and musculature. The white tube is inserted into the slightly open, atrophied mouth. A tube is also inserted into the nasal cavity. Looking at the body, countless catheters and needles were inserted into the bursting blood vessels of the living corpse. Various yellowish-brown, crimson, milky-white, and transparent fluids flowed through the catheters into the living corpse.

Shen Mingde felt that this living corpse was like a spider lurking in the "Pansi Cave", quietly waiting for the appearance of its prey. Fearing that the living corpse would suddenly jump up and bite, he stood in front of the hospital bed and shouted "Hey" to the living corpse. After that, he pulled out the flashlight hanging from his belt and lightly touched the arm of the living corpse twice. As expected, the living corpse did not react. Shen Mingde shook the closed eyes of the living corpse with a strong flashlight. It's hard to imagine that the eyelids of this living corpse haven't shrunk yet. The shape of the eyeball is revealed under the eyelids, and it is as quiet as a dead person. Is it really dead? Probably not. From an instrument, Shen Mingde could still hear the regular sound of "drip, drip". Asleep? Its eyes did not move, and it did not seem to be dreaming. Maybe it's a deep coma. Shen Mingde once heard that people in a deep coma can't dream. He was a little angry at this point, feeling that he had been fooled again. Did he go to great lengths to come here just to "admire" this living corpse?

As soon as Shen Mingde wanted to turn around and leave, he found a screen placed not far from the head of the bed. The screen is about ten or twenty inches, and the shape makes him feel no stranger. Shen Mingde approached the screen and found that it was a dormant computer. At the bottom of the screen is a mouse and keyboard, and it is an all-in-one computer with a not-so-new style. Shen Mingde clicked the "Enter key", and the extremely familiar operation screen was presented in front of him. A rectangular input box appears in the center of the administrator screen with a prompt that says "Please enter your password" next to it. Shen Mingde thought for a while and entered the number "9950". However, I got a "wrong password" prompt. He tried to type "9950." again, but the result was the same. Shen Mingde walked around the small room. If he left like this, he still felt a little unwilling. Suddenly, on the guardrail of the hospital bed, he found a flat wooden board with a page of paper on which he printed his handwriting. The patient's name is recorded on it, but there is no real name in the name field, just a string of symbols and numbers - NY-9950

Shen Mingde couldn't understand the other content recorded on this sheet at all. Basically, they are strange drug names such as: iloperidone, scopolamine and so on. Shen Mingde immediately returned to the computer and typed the string of characters "NY-9950" in the password field. I saw the screen flash, and the computer entered the operation screen. It was a great encouragement to him. The main purpose of this computer, obviously, should be for records. No files other than documents can be found in the memory at all. All documents and folders do not have explicit names, but are replaced by letters, numbers, and dates. Shen Mingde excitedly double-clicked a document with a more recent date. However, a prompt dialog box appears with the words "Your permissions are not enough". He tried a few more docs, all with the same result. It seems that I should be using a lower-level administrator password to log in to the computer. There were hundreds of documents in the folder, and he didn't have time to try them all. Just as Shen Mingde was anxiously browsing on the computer, he suddenly found an independent "temporary folder". A document titled "NY-9950 Dream Log Repair and Completion" appears in this folder. What was recorded in the document was unbelievable and confusing. Shen Mingde couldn't digest and understand the meaning for a while, so he used his mobile phone to take pictures of the contents of the document so that he could read it in the future.

After the filming was completed, Shen Mingde already felt that it was pointless to stay here. Before leaving, he silently glanced at the bed of the living corpse a few more times. Suddenly, the living corpse seemed to have awakened with some signs of life. Its chest began to rise and fall violently, its eyeballs rolled violently under its eyelids, and its mouth grew as if it was greedily breathing air. At this moment, Shen Mingde noticed that the two rows of mutilated teeth of the living corpse were slightly opened and closed, accompanied by several zombie-like roars coming from his throat, as if he was talking, or wanted to speak. Shen Mingde saw that the limbs of the living corpse were still calm, so he mustered up the courage to bend down and get closer. He estimated that even if a living corpse suddenly jumped up and bitten someone, it would be difficult for its upper and lower jaws to close because of the thick tube stuck in its mouth. What's more, Shen Mingde was very eager to communicate with this living corpse. Even the slightest bit of information would make him feel worthwhile.

The living corpse let out several "whoop" roars. It seems that because they haven't spoken for too long, the voices can't analyze any information, although they have a certain amount of cohesion. It tried a few times, and although the language in its mouth was slurred, its words became much clearer. Shen Mingde moved closer to the living corpse, which was the edge of what he considered to be a "safe range". He listened carefully to every word that popped out of the mouth of the living corpse, and connected the words with his heart. At this moment, the hateful mobile phone "buzzed" and vibrate. With a distraction, Shen Mingde missed a few words popping out of the mouth of the living corpse, and almost forgot some of the words in front of him that were illogical. He regretted that he should not be disturbed by his mobile phone, and he was afraid that something would happen upstairs and cut off the way to retreat, so he hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check the information. The living corpse suddenly opened its eyelids. The two cloudy eyeballs were abruptly embedded in the eye sockets, constantly turning up and down to find focus, and they looked terrifying. Shen Mingde's left wrist hanging beside the bed was grabbed by the living corpse, like five steel hooks hanging on the flesh. He was terrified, desperate but unable to escape. It is said that humans can exert infinite power when they cannot perceive pain, and this living corpse is clearly an example of this. No matter how Shen Mingde pinched, pulled, pulled, twisted, and pulled, the shriveled hand was still firmly grasped on his wrist. I don't know if it was my own will or Shen Mingde's pull to dodge back, this living corpse actually slowly got up from the bed. Although the amplitude is slight, in Shen Mingde's eyes, the living corpse seems to have the meaning of getting up and going to the ground. In the midst of the fright, he was in a hurry, and the thumb of his right hand flexibly operated the phone in his hand. He hopes to find a piece of music on his phone, and looks forward to the miracle of that night at the drama school to save him once again.

The music sounded, and it was Schubert's Serenade. The voice is melodious and soft. With the accompaniment of this piece, the tugging between the two becomes as ridiculous as a burlesque. Suddenly, the living corpse let out a "roar". When you think about it, it's very different from "roaring". The sound is coherent and rhythmic.

In the background music of "Serenade", Shen Mingde heard what seemed to be: "Today and the past, Sword God, stand up!" ”

After the "roar", the living corpse fell headlong on the hospital bed like a broken marionette. The living corpse seemed to have fallen into a coma of its original death again, motionless. Shen Mingde didn't think much about it and didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned off the music, pressed the code to open the door, and walked away. He rushed to the gate of the Yongning Rehabilitation Home in one go. The building's power outage remains unrepaired, with several ambulances and engineering maintenance vehicles parked in the courtyard. The flashing red, blue, orange and yellow police lights add a sense of crisis and terror to the gloomy and rainy night.

Yang Guangcheng, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, put on a black poncho for Shen Mingde. The two of them are like chivalrous men who have just finished an errand of "robbing the rich and helping the poor" in ancient times, covering their faces with a poncho hood, and disappearing into the rain without looking back. Yes, Shen Mingde couldn't trust Chen Huaizhi and his people. After thinking about it, after the white-collar man left in the afternoon, he contacted Yang Guangcheng to help him complete the plan. Yang Guangcheng really lived up to expectations, from planning to implementation to finally receiving him to escape. Shen Mingde's worries were not unreasonable, and his rationality told him that he couldn't trust Chen Huaizhi yet. Especially tonight, when your retreat is in the hands of others, the consequences may be unimaginable.

Shen Mingde did not go home. According to the plan, Yang Guangcheng sent him all the way to the train station. After that, the two said goodbye and asked each other about the destination they were going to. Shen Mingde retrieved his travel bag from the luggage storage at the station and boarded a train bound for the south. He spent a long night on the train, during which he rejected several calls from Mr. Chen. knew that in the early morning of the next day, Shen Mingde received a message from Chen Huazhi, which also contained this photo of the morning newspaper. The content of the photo morning report is like this:

"26 days and nights. There was a power outage at the Yongning Rehabilitation Home Nursing Home. The outage lasted up to three and a half hours. Two elderly people died as a result of a power outage on ventilators and life support equipment. Several elderly people have been transferred to other hospitals or medical facilities. And several more are being rescued. At the same time, 26 staff members who were in a meeting that night suffered from diarrhea and vomiting of varying degrees. According to the investigation, residual traces of poison were found in the drinking water. Police also found that the building's main cables and substation boxes were damaged that night, as were the three generators that supplied the building with internal power. The police revealed that this was a case of vandalism of a heinous nature. Investigations are ongoing. ”

Shen Mingde was really shocked when he saw this news. He was completely unaware of the consequences of his actions. So, he hurriedly opened Chen Huaizhi's message, which read:

"Brother Shen. I don't mean to reproach you, but I need to let you know the consequences of this. No matter where you are at the moment, please leave Woodings as soon as possible. I'll help you deal with the follow-up to this matter. When the time comes, I will arrange for you to come back at a time that suits me. Please stop doubting me. After that, we have more important things to do together. I wish you well. ”