"We ............ Abyss............ Death...... Osseous...... Neurological ...... Fruit............ Death together ............"

Gu Jun muttered softly, although he couldn't fully understand the meaning of this sentence, he could feel the desolation inside.

As a medical student, he knew that writing "death" in his diary was really death, not a metaphor. And this passage is written in the last part of the three-page diary, which may be the end result of the diagnosis, "Die together." ”

"Die together, die together." Gu Jun muttered a few times, tasting an indescribable horror.

The handwriting of these three pages of the diary seems to be steady, but in fact, the gloom that exudes is heavier than that of the mutilated map.

There is still panic and hesitation in the atlas, and it is still struggling in pain; But this diary has accepted despair and is only waiting for death.

"What disease is being diagnosed and treated in the diary?" Gu Jun pondered, does it have anything to do with Ficus Disease? Or is it related to that kind of alien creature?

He thought about it for a while, and then looked at it again, but couldn't find any valid information in the other paragraphs of the diary, so he closed the diary and closed the system panel.

"I always felt like there was something in that basement illusion that I hadn't noticed, but it was a very crucial detail......"

Gu Jun patted his heavy head, this feeling was not the first time, and he also had that laboratory vision.

What are these illusions, and are there any patterns in them?

Gu Jun thought about this question again, "That dream in Gurong Village shouldn't be the same thing as an illusion. The first illusion was at the bottom of the Longkan Sea, right? But that time was different, and I couldn't recall any specific pictures afterwards. I can remember it three times in total. ”

Laboratory visions, corpse pool visions, basement dissection table visions.

What do these three visions have in common?

"Same place." Gu Jun first grasped this idea, he triggered the dilapidated laboratory illusion in the laboratory, the corpse pool illusion triggered in the body storage room, and the basement dissection table illusion triggered by the dissecting table. The same location may be one of the conditions, but there are others.

"I also dissected it myself, why didn't the basement hallucinations appear when I dissected the body of a person with Banyan disease?"

Gu Jun felt that he had figured it out a little, because it was not enough to just stand by the dissecting table and dissect it with his own hands, but also needed a more direct connection with the illusion.

The connection to the laboratory illusion may be the phrase "the fruit of darkness". Now that a video has been revealed, in fact, he had been exposed to that sentence as early as the bottom of Longkan, and as soon as it was triggered in the laboratory, it brought him into an illusion.

The link to the hallucinations of the corpse pool is the remains of patients with Anaphyllosis. He could now be sure that the corpse pool was full of the bodies of the mourning patients of the Anaphyllum disease, and that they were tied separately with iron chains to prevent them from sticking together; They should be dead, but there is still a rip-off reflex.

The connection to the basement is, of course, the fragmented atlas, and the same creature is dissected.

Words, corpse scenes, and maps all exist in the brain, in the subconscious, in the conscious, in the memory.

"Yes." The more Gu Jun thought about it, the clearer it became.

The first is to be in a place with the same function, or to have a key setting such as a dissecting table facing an anatomy table; The second is that there is a direct connection in the mind; The third is that a similar scenario occurred, before doing experiments, transporting corpses, and doing autopsies.

The appearance of those three visions all met these three conditions at the same time.

This may not be the whole rule, but it seems that it can be tried to trigger it like this.

"The contents of those three pages of diary ......" Gu Jun rolled his eyes, "It should be that the author's doctor tried to treat the patients, but it had no effect, and in the end he could only watch the patients die together." I now have a direct connection in my brain, and I need the same place, a similar situation. ”

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly surged in his heart, is it okay to witness a patient who has just died in the hospital?

Gu Jun's heart was beating faster, and this thought could no longer be suppressed when it arose.

Those visions would allow him to get more information and understand it all better. Perhaps there is also an important role that he does not know about for the time being.

If he can take the initiative, he should try to grasp it.

"Let's try it." Gu Jun thought about it and muttered, now take the mobile phone to check the time, it is almost seven o'clock in the evening, Professor Gu in the WeChat group, no one has sent a new message, obviously the skills competition has not finished all the projects today, they have not left the gymnasium, and the mobile phone has not been taken back.

Gu Jun went to turn off the rice cooker, carried the whole pot of soup into the drain of the balcony, and then poured the boiled mouse carcasses in the pot back into the medical garbage bag. Then he took his student ID, put on a white coat again, and left the dormitory with the kangaroo corpse, as for the rice cooker, leave it to Zixuan to clean.

Outside the dormitory building, Gu Jun threw the garbage bags into a yellow medical trash can, and the rat corpses would be sent to be burned without leaving a trace.

Although the safest thing to do is to eat it himself, he can't do it.

Then, Gu Jun rode his bicycle to the Affiliated Hospital of Dongda University, which is connected to the west of the campus, and walked briskly into the outpatient and inpatient complex.

It's dinner time, and there aren't too many people coming to see a doctor in the outpatient hall on the first floor, and there are not many doctors and nurses, so it's a little quiet.

Gu Jun walked around the outpatient hall and didn't find it, and went to the emergency department, which was still very noisy at night, but still didn't find it. Life and death in the hospital, patients die every day, happening in different departments, but he can't meet them all at once.

But there's one more place......

Morgue.

According to Gu Jun's understanding, when a patient dies, the body will be left in the ward for one to two hours, leaving time for the family to say goodbye. It is then transported to the morgue by morgue staff and then taken to the funeral home by arrangement with the family, ranging from the same day to a few days.

The bodies that are controversial and need to be autopsied are sent directly to the forensic center, that is, the forensic building, and are not placed in the morgue.

Because of this, whether it is a morgue in a building or an independent morgue, all large and small hospitals do not have much security measures, that is, they are guarded by one or two uncles, plus a few staff who transport corpses. After all, no one is going to hang out in that kind of place without anything.

The morgue is located on the basement floor of the complex, connected to the parking lot, and the corpse truck can reach the entrance directly.

Gu Jun took the elevator to the negative floor, put on a mask, shook off his white coat, and walked to the door of the morgue over there, and walked over casually.

"Huh?" A security guard at the security desk at the door took a look, looked at the young doctor and walked in. The security guard is still a little confused, usually except for the family of the deceased, the corpse transporter, and the funeral home personnel, it seems that no doctor will enter the morgue, right?

"I'm looking for bad luck." The security guard muttered, lowered his head and continued to watch the short video on his phone.