Chapter 2 Sick Houses

Zhuo Xuan didn't think that the burly man's words of "kill him" would be a joke, and all the passengers present did not have any intention of laughing, almost acquiescing to the authenticity of the man's words.

"They're all crazy."

If it weren't for the fact that the countdown numbers in front of him were still beating, Zhuo Xuan would even think that he had just fallen into a nightmare that was difficult to wake up from.

"Keep up, be sure to keep up."

Shouting frantically in his heart, Zhuo Xuan only felt as if he had lost all his strength, and his legs were weak. He was almost trembling as he managed to keep up with the passengers.

At this moment, a hand suddenly put on Zhuo Xuan's shoulder, which made him feel shocked. When he turned his head sharply, he realized that it was the passenger who had just sat next to him behind him.

"Are you alright?"

Although he was wearing a mask, Zhuo Xuan seemed to see a warm smile hidden under the mask. Though fear still crept over his spirit, he nodded in a ghostly manner.

"It's okay, my name is Zhou Xue, and we will take care of each other after we go in." Zhou Xue's voice seemed to be washed by the sun, with a special magic.

Zhuo Xuan's throat was like a thorn in it, and there was a question he never asked!

Get in? Where exactly are you going?

Ever since he brought his black watch, Zhuo Xuan has become more and more at a loss about the world. Except for this young man who called himself Zhou Xue, the whole car behaved strangely, and no one explained a word, as if they were companions who had been in agreement for a long time.

In comparison, Zhuo Xuan felt like a miscellaneous fish mixed in.

Fortunately, there are still people like Zhou Xue standing by his side.

Glancing at Zhou Xue with gratitude, Zhuo Xuan had already decided that the other party could be trusted, so he finally made up his mind, and asked in a low voice, "Where are we going?" ”

The two of them fell at the back of the line, and their voices were broken by the sound of heavy rain, but Zhou Xue still heard Zhuo Xuan's question clearly.

Zhou Xue didn't seem to be surprised, and he also responded in a low voice: "You should be a newcomer." We need to arrive at the mission location at the appointed time. ”

"Mission?"

"Yes, we are the 'Chosen One' who will carry out the mission," Zhou Xuemu did not squint, carefully controlling the volume, "When this mission is over, you will become a 'veteran'." Don't ask about the rest, just follow me later - by the way, you're new, so it's best not to tell anyone else. ”

"Got it."

Although there were still many questions in his heart, Zhuo Xuan was obviously very convinced of the young man named Zhou Xue in front of him. He didn't say much, and Zhou Xue walked on his own as if he hadn't mentioned talking.

I don't know how long it took, but it suddenly became clear in front of me, and a manor appeared in everyone's sight.

Zhuo Xuan's eyes widened, and the cold wind rushed into his body through the gap in his protective suit, making him shiver.

Within the line of sight, the rusty iron gate and the towering wall blocked everyone's way; Behind the iron gate, the old European-style building is pitch black, and a few unintelligible characters stand on the top of the building, making it all seem so magical and impactful.

A lightning bolt swept by, the rain became denser, and everyone finally saw the content of those Chinese characters clearly.

Southern Suburbs Psychiatric Hospital!

"This is the place of the mission," said the burly man who had been a bus driver, his voice a little indescribably complex, "Again, everyone must follow the rules. If someone breaks the rules, it's our common enemy. ”

All the passengers responded with silence, agreeing with the burly man's words.

"Do you really want to get in here?"

Zhuo Xuan was shocked by everyone's crazy behavior, but this thought only appeared in his mind for a moment, and he completely dismissed it. Not to mention what the consequences of raising an objection now will be, just because there may be clues to the disappearance of his parents hidden here, Zhuo Xuan thinks it is necessary for him to find out.

After everyone sorted out their equipment again, the bus driver took the lead in knocking on the iron door of the mental hospital, and plunged into the abyss like a demon's mouth.

Walking into the ward, a cold aura invaded the unsuspecting people, many of them shivered, and the searchlight in their hands shone around their bodies, looking extremely disordered.

"Follow me."

Zhou Xue's voice once again came into Zhuo Xuan's ears, and Zhuo Xuan nodded vigorously.

He didn't know why Zhou Xue helped him, but at this moment, he did feel more confident because of Zhou Xue's words.

The bus driver stood beside Zhuo Xuan and glanced at the two of them meaningfully.

"In groups of five, disperse and scout the rooms on the first floor," the bus driver muttered for a moment before issuing an order, "Don't go alone. If there is a problem, the walkie-talkie immediately notifies each other. ”

Including walkie-talkies, searchlights, and protective clothing, these were all distributed to everyone by the burly bus driver. Originally, twenty sets were prepared, but Zhuo Xuan's sudden appearance disrupted his plans, which forced him to prepare an extra one for Zhuo Xuan.

There was little discussion, and the five-person group ended. As the twenty-first person, Zhuo Xuan regretfully glanced at Zhou Xue on the side, he was not able to be in the same group as Zhou Xue.

"Meet here in ten minutes."

Being assigned to the group of bus drivers, Zhuo Xuan felt extremely nervous.

The palms under the hazmat suit were slightly sweaty, and he clenched his fists, the stinging pain in his wrists made him more conscious.

"Come on, Zhuo Xuan, you can do it, you will definitely do it!"

Secretly add for yourself. Oil, Zhuo Xuan took a step, and together with four other people, followed the bus driver into one of the wards.

As soon as I pushed the door open, there was a faint rot. The smell of corruption rushed into everyone's nostrils, madly stimulating their sense of smell. Even with the barrier of the mask, Zhuo Xuan still felt a slight discomfort in his lungs, as did others, and some even frowned and leaned their bodies against the outermost side.

Zhuo Xuan stared at the bus driver carefully, the burly man shook the searchlight in his hand, and the bright light clearly reflected the small room facilities. A deformed wooden table that looked like it had been rain-drenched, flanked by rusty metal lockers and improvised hospital beds covered with dirty sheets, had apparently been used as a doctor's office before.

"What the hell are they doing?"

Under Zhou Xue's warning, Zhuo Xuan didn't dare to ask questions easily, so as not to be violent. Reveal your identity as a "newcomer". Although he is not aware of the violence. What will be the consequences of revealing his identity, but in such a situation where he is walking on thin ice and no one can be trusted, Zhuo Xuan does not dare to gamble.

"Probably not here," the bus driver seemed to mutter, then turned to the group, "everyone got the follow-up mission content, do you have any ideas?" ”

What's next?

Zhuo Xuan's heart jumped, and then the speed of his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He knew that he hadn't gotten any "follow-up mission content"!

Only the countdown numbers in front of me are still turning, as if ringing the death knell!

"The content of this mission is no different from the past, and it is foggy," a young woman in the team said, her palm caressing the worn tabletop, "the pattern of one eye...... The eye is the organ on the human body that perceives light. Maybe the target this time has something to do with light? ”

"Good interpretation," the bus driver nodded, and then stopped his gaze on Zhuo Xuan, "What about you, what do you think?" ”

"Me?"

Zhuo Xuan's eyelids jumped.

He didn't expect the bus driver to point to him so directly to answer the question, and for a while, several eyes fell on the young man who was a little flustered, which made Zhuo Xuan's breathing rhythm become a little disordered.

The pattern of the eye, the pattern of one eye......

Fight!

"We all know that it's the pattern of one eye," Zhuo Xuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying to keep his tone as smooth as possible, pretending to be confident, "There may be a more complicated interpretation, but I think what we are looking for may be as simple as an eye." ”

Look for an eye...... This should fit well with what these look like changes. Let's be the style of the guys who are murderers.

It's just that, unexpectedly, without waiting for the bus driver to make any comments, the woman who had previously made the interpretation let out a sneer: "It's just one eye, are you joking?" ”

The rest of the people cast strange glances at Zhuo Xuan.

"Forget it," the bus driver stopped the woman's desire to continue the mockery. Look, he glanced at Zhuo Xuan deeply, "No matter what, don't get too close to anyone, just do it yourself." ”

Zhuo Xuan's face changed for a while.

Did they find out?

No one answered the question in Zhuo Xuan's heart.

A huge worry enveloped Zhuo Xuan like an invisible web. He silently followed the crowd and continued to search the rooms on the first floor, never saying a word.