The voice was Wu Gang, but he later became a half-beast, half-fish monster, which was the physical characteristics of Patient No. 3 recorded in Cagle's diary.

Yang Ke originally thought that after the half-beast and half-fish monster died next to him, he would appear in the corresponding room three.

However, it is still present in Room 2.

This made him realize that the real reason for their appearance in the dream after death should be Room 2 itself, and nothing to do with other rooms.

Room 1 is no longer open, and there is no way to explore the situation inside.

Room 2 must also have a corresponding ritual to complete.

However, before that, Yang Ke planned to thoroughly find out all the secrets about Room 2.

Otherwise, he would have been promoted to a higher level, and he wouldn't even know what abilities he had gained.

"Is there anyone out there? It's okay to drink saliva. ”

Wu Gang's voice is very weak, but he does not rule out the possibility of acting.

"Do you want to save people?"

"Saving people? Where is there anyone to save? No, who are you? You locked me up here? What do you want? I warn you, kidnapping is against the law, and I don't have any money! ”

It sounds a little self-conscious.

I just don't know how long his consciousness will last.

"If you want to come up, answer me a few questions."

"W-What's the problem?"

"Who are you?"

"You don't even know who I am, why are you locking me up?"

"If you don't answer, don't come out."

"Don't don't, I said, my name is Wu Gang, and I am a swimming coach and lifeguard at the Moon Bay Natatorium. I, I admit that I had a relationship with some female students, but I didn't know that they had a partner, they all took the initiative to tease me, if you are their boyfriend, you must be sensible, really, it is really them who take the initiative! ”

Yang Ke: "??? ”

He asked for a name, why did it still involve boyfriend and girlfriend?

I'm afraid that Wu Gang is not a thief, and he knows that it is not good to do this.

However, these had nothing to do with Yang Ke, and he continued to ask: "Who killed Manager Li?" ”

"What do you mean? Manager Li is dead? Well, Manager Li is dead...... He is...... I killed it. ”

Wu Gang's voice began to appear intermittent, and it seemed that his consciousness was about to lose his grasp.

Yang Ke further said, "Why did you kill him? ”

"Because...... He...... Took the kickback, he should be killed. ”

"Who are you now?"

"I am ......"

"Do you want to save people?"

"I want to save ...... Wait a minute...... You're asking too fast, let me think about it. ”

"Okay, you think slowly, tell me when you're ready."

Yang Ke knew he couldn't open the door yet.

By the way, you can use the top hat's empathy ability to confirm his status.

"Little skeleton, help me get the hat."

Crunch, squeak.

The little skeleton bounced to the bedroom on the second floor to get a top hat, and Fred's voice was a little bored.

"Little skeleton, is the Venerable Moon Emissary back?"

Crunch, squeak.

"Huh? It's true?! Venerable Luna Emissary, I am your faithful servant Fred, do you plan to continue learning English? ”

Fred could actually understand the meaning of the little skeleton: "Of course, I'll go over to you later." ”

"Great, I'm at your disposal."

Yang Ke's mood was a little complicated.

Because of the letter, he was now unsure of Fred's attitude to the previous translation.

Fred and Harlow Cabell used to be friends, and Cagle's diary clearly stated that Cabel had been expelled, but he did not react in any way.

When referring to the building's owner, Fred only said that it was Dr. Cagle's residence, and did not even try to reminisce about the fond memories of Cabel's time.

Is Fred amnesia?

He could remember even an inconsequential businessman like Louis Craic, but he didn't look like he had lost his memory.

Perhaps the relationship between Fred and Cabell has changed something over the years.

Yang Ke didn't know, but he was at least sure that Fred seemed to have nothing to say, but in fact he was hiding a lot of information about Cabel.

Even Fred did not show the slightest anomaly when translating the contents of Cagle's diary about Cabel.

is even better than Yang Ke.

If Fred could hide Cabel, he could hide something else.

Coupled with the difference in Chinese and English translations, even if Fred made some small changes in the translation of certain words, Yang Ke didn't know at all.

I still have to find a way to translate it myself.

The little skeleton ran down with his top hat.

Yang Ke took the top hat and checked the rune [Lake] on it, and found that the mark of the rune had become very faint.

Maybe use it again and it will disappear completely.

If you want to use it again, you have to redraw it.

Yang Ke put on his top hat and began to recall the appearance of the half-beast and half-fish monster in his mind, but strangely, after a few minutes, his gaze did not change in any way.

He frowned, and began to think back to the appearance of the fish-man monster that Wu Gang had transformed, but it still had no effect.

What's the situation?

Could it be that Wu Gang inside is now human?

But Yang Ke didn't know what Wu Gang looked like at all.

What a cheat!

Bang bang bang!

"Are the people out there still there?"

Yang Ke took off his politeness and said, "...... At. ”

"I do seem to remember something, it's strange, although I can't see anything, but this iron door, it feels familiar to me, have I been here before?"

Yang Ke was a little surprised, did he have a mess of memory?

Alternatively, he gained some memories of Patient Three.

Thinking of this, Yang Ke tentatively asked, "Do you know Doctor Cagle?" ”

"Who is Dr. Cagle?"

Yang Ke suddenly remembered that Patient No. 3 had completely turned into a human wolf when he was locked in, and it was impossible for him to know about Cagle.

It seems that there is nothing to ask from him.

Opening room two now is not safe.

Let's look for clues in Cagle's diary first.

The appearance of flesh and blood and half-beast and half-fish monsters may not be just accidental.

Maybe it has something to do with Zhang Tongtong.

After all, judging from the situation seven years ago, Zhang Tongtong obviously knew more about this building than he did.

Yang Ke handed the top hat to the little skeleton casually, and it suddenly occurred to him that the little skeleton also knew Chinese and English, and it could be translated by it.

"Little skeleton, come with me to the study."

Crunch, squeak.

Back in the study, Yang Ke hugged the little skeleton to the desk with both hands and let it sit on the stack of books.

The little skeleton was short, and with only five books piled up, it could only dangle its feet in the air.

Yang Ke took out Cagle's observation diary, found the page he copied earlier, and then put it in front of the little skeleton and said, "Can you understand all the English on this?" ”

Crunch, squeak.

"Haha, that's great, from this sentence on, you help me translate next to each other, and you can refer to which sentence you translate, so it's not easy to mess up."

Crunch, squeak.

There is no one-eyed book to get in the way, and the little skeleton is still very obedient and very easy to use.

In this way, his contract is not in vain.

Next, the little skeleton translated a sentence, and Yang Ke copied a sentence.

After copying about two or three sheets, he told the little skeleton to stop and begin to read the translation carefully.

December 26, 1785.

Today I was going to tell his family about the death of Patient No. 4, but there was a little accident.

Patient No. 4's wife lives in the slums of St. Greos, a place of filth and cholera, and even though I wear rain boots and a beak mask, I can still smell the stench of the pauper.

When they saw me, it was like a walking purse, scrutinizing my dress, and even some paupers were following me.

A pauper was the first to rush and grab something from me, but I shot me through the head.

The other paupers realized my cruelty and did not dare to come near me casually.

They are like maggots in this world, they have no value, but they can affect the beauty of the city, and even bring unpredictable infectious diseases.

I saw a pauper with a rotten leg that had turned into an abscess, lying dying in the mud by the street, and the other paupers either stepped on him or searched for something useful on him, and no one cared whether he lived or died.

Walking through the muddy, narrow, and crowded streets, I finally found Patient Four's house.

This is no longer a house, it is just a few broken walls and a few rags put together at random.

Even the surrounding soil has become soft and could collapse at any time.

I stepped over the rotten wall, and when I walked in, I saw the wife of patient number four lying on the ground holding her pregnant belly and wailing.

A large amount of blood was coming out of her lower body, and depending on the situation, it seemed that she was about to give birth.

The baby's head was already exposed, and I put my hand on the baby's neck, and with the exertion of patient No. 4's wife, I successfully delivered her.

Unfortunately, though, this is a stillbirth.

What is even more regrettable is that the wife of patient No. 4 died directly after giving birth.

For me, it was just two poor people who died, but when I saw the baby's umbilical cord, I suddenly had a new idea, I just didn't know if it would work, but it was worth trying.

December 27, 1785.

The ritual of resurrecting the dead with the umbilical cord is not my original creation.

It is said that people do not disappear from this world immediately after death, but exist in a soul-like state for a period of time.

The umbilical cord of the newborn baby is a pure thing, it can connect the reality to the world of the deceased, and the soul of the deceased can be pulled back into the body through rituals.

Next, I will verify the authenticity of this ritual.

If the ceremony is successful, then my dear sister Harriet will have an extra layer of protection.

The materials required for the umbilical cord ceremony are as follows: an umbilical cord for the newborn baby, a corpse of the deceased, a complete heart, a glass of blood (preferably healing blood), two candles, and a small amount of charcoal.

I don't understand why charcoal is needed for such a ritual, but it is written in the records of the past.

This is followed by the prayer of the umbilical cord ceremony:

Lord of the unclean and depraved abyss,

The immortal god of reincarnation,

Your faithful believers hereby pray to you,

I hope you will answer my call,

Bring back the soul of this poor man.