(Don't worry, don't worry, it has nothing to do with Dinon of Hangda, please feel free to watch——— it's good, the ones I copied and pasted are the reasons why I apologize, and the speed of solving the case is so fast.) ）

The hallway stretched forward, lined with closed wards, and since there was no glass on the door, it was impossible to see inside.

And, to be honest, the sanatorium looked pretty good from the outside, but the facilities inside weren't as good as it could be, and along the way, Hannibal saw at least four or five broken light bulbs, large patches of peeling walls, and a few rusty water pipes completely exposed to the outside of the walls.

After walking for a while, the dean stopped in front of a door.

"This is it, room 1201, I want you to remember this house number, because the contract says that you are only responsible for Will, so you can only enter Will's ward." As he spoke, the dean took out a key and handed it to Hannibal.

Hannibal took the key and looked down at ...... "Uh...... I would like to ask a question. ”

"I'm sorry, didn't you forget the agreement, you can't ask me questions......"

"No, no, I didn't mean to ask about Will." "I'm just a little puzzled why all the doors of the wards here are closed, and I haven't seen any of them open along the way," Hannibal said. ”

The dean looked at Hannibal in silence, and for a second, Hannibal seemed to see a sign of danger in his eyes, but in an instant, the other party immediately changed to a smiling face.

"Hehe, you're very observant...... It doesn't seem like there is a door to open, but as I said before, there are very few medical staff in this hospital, so we can't take care of all the patients all the time, and if we open the door at these times and let some seriously ill patients come out, it will add a lot of trouble to us. ”

Hannibal listened to this explanation...... Although there was no expression on his face, in his heart, he was already extremely surprised.

Of course, he wasn't surprised by the dean's answer.

Instead, when he just asked the question, he conducted a mental probe on the dean to learn about the situation in this hospital, however, he found out that it was ...... I can't read the other person's thoughts, and I can't even determine whether the other person is lying.

His mental abilities are completely out of force here.

"Hey, how are you?" The Dean's words brought back Hannibal's thoughts.

Hannibal came to his senses: "Oh, of course, I lost my mind a little just now, and it's always like this in a new environment." ”

The dean nodded, "yes, but you'll get used to it soon." ”

As he spoke, he gave up his position in front of the door and stretched out his hand to the door, which made it clear that 'from now on, the job of opening the door every day will be yours.' ’

Hannibal naturally smiled as well and walked over and inserted the key into the door...... Turn......

With a click, the door opened.

......

The scene inside the door did not make Hannibal feel incongruous, some yellowed walls, simple decoration, no medical facilities in the room, only a bed, and a small table and chair, making it look not like a hospital ward, but like an old apartment cubicle.

And the only thing that is a little different is that in that hospital bed, there is an old man.

He looked to be obviously seventy or eighty years old, his hair was a little thin, and the skin on his face was full of wrinkles, but he could still see a little bit of Will between his eyebrows, and his body, as the Dean had said before, had been put on a restraint cloak...... It's the kind of strap-on clothes that can only be used for the most dangerous psychopaths, and the entire arm is fixed to the chest in a cross-pack, like a mummy, this form is not even possible to hurt oneself, not to mention reflexively.

He saw Hannibal and the dean enter, but he opened them, glanced at them for a moment, and then closed them again, as if he had seen nothing.

"As you can see, this is what you're going to look after, Will. Graham. The dean said to Hannibal, but he didn't care about Will's attitude: "You just need to make sure that he eats and excretes every day." ”

With that, the dean walked over to the bed and picked up a hollow tube...... It was a rubber tube about fifty millimeters in diameter, with a small lid on one end that sealed the entrance, and the other end sticking through Will's nostril.

"You know what it is, right?" The dean asked.

Hannibal nodded, of course he knew that this was the "nasogastric flow tube", which is commonly known as the "stomach tube", and most of the time, it is inserted through a person's nostrils, then through the mouth, into the esophagus, and finally to the stomach...... If you can't imagine what this route is, then you can imagine that you have a cold, and you pump back a big snot vigorously, and then the snot is cramped in your mouth, and you swallow it for a while, and then swallow it in your stomach...... The process is the same as the lower gastric tube.

And its function is obvious, it is for those who have no way to eat, without opening your mouth, without even moving, you can hit the stirred food directly into your stomach with the tube, and even the action of swallowing is saved.

"The food is in the drawer, it is all configured, you only need to inject it into the 'stomach tube' with water during three meals a day." The dean pointed to the cabinet next to him and said, "And when he excretes, his lower body already has a corresponding implanted tube, so you don't have to worry about it at all." ”

Hannibal nodded, it seems that taking care of Will is easier than he imagined...... But on the other hand, the simpler it seems, the more difficult it must be.

"The white coat is in the cupboard, it is all prepared in advance, there are various models, you can choose at will, of course, the contract does not stipulate that you must wear it, so you can choose to wear it or not, no one will care about you. This...... That's all I have to say. ”

With that, the dean smiled and walked out of the room, as if he didn't want to stay in the room for too long.

So at this moment, there are only two people left in this space, Hannibal and Will.

"Hehe, I don't know what you're up to, but if you make yourself like this, how are we going to play the game?" Hannibal said with a smile.

Will didn't open his eyes, and he didn't seem to pay attention to Hannibal.

Hannibal was still smiling, he was not in a hurry, because he knew Will very well, since it was a game, there would never be a situation where victory or defeat would be declared before confrontation, so the best response now was to wait quietly.

For a moment, he observed with interest the appearance of 'Old Will' for a while, looked around the inconspicuous ward, and finally opened the cabinet in the corner.

This cabinet is divided into three layers, the upper, middle and lower, the lowest layer, stacked with many unopened white coats, which seem to be prepared for the 'nurses' of this ward.

The middle level, on the other hand, is what the dean calls "prepared food", as long as Will is injected into the stomach tube on time every day.

On the top floor, there are some snacks and red wine, and it seems that in order to make the caregivers not so boring, even things to pass the time have been prepared.

"Hmm...... Although I know it's just a game world for the two of us, isn't it too casual to have such a setting as red wine in the ward...... Well, it's rare that you remember what I like to drink. ”

Hannibal said with a smile, then picked up his glass and poured himself a little.

However, at this moment, he seemed to discover something......

At the bottom of the wine bottle, there is a small piece of paper, although this piece of paper is not so hidden, but it is not so easy to find if you do not pick up the bottle and pour a glass.

Hannibal picked up the piece of paper......

There's a line on it......

[You've won, please, let me go!] 】