Hua Guanwen thought about it for a long time, I guess after all, there were five murders in the school one after another, if the case was not solved as soon as possible, he, the vice dean, would not be able to escape the blame, and finally nodded and agreed to our request.

Hua Guanwen took us to Building 19, and met the administrator Wen Jike again at the steps to the basement, seeing that we appeared here again, Wen Jike seemed to be resisting, but Hua Guanwen instructed him to open the locked iron door, and after we entered, Wen Jike followed him inch by inch, and behind him was the slow-moving Hua Guanwen.

"I'm sorry, we hope to conduct this investigation alone, and if you don't mind, please recuse yourself two." I stopped at the door and said politely.

Woo, woo, woo.

Wen Jike said something vaguely, his expression was very nervous and flustered, looking at Hua Guanwen pointing to the ward worriedly, we didn't know what he was talking about, but I always felt that he deliberately didn't want us to come into contact with these patients.

Hua Guanwen pondered for a moment, probably knowing that the stakes were high, and finally shook his head at Wen Jike.

"Dean Jiang has specially explained, you must fully cooperate with the investigation, you are worried that these patients will relapse without sedation, but there are still two glass doors, I believe there will be no changes."

Wen Jike heard Hua Guanwen say this, and his mouth slowly lost his voice, Hua Guanwen asked Wen Jike to take out all the keys in the ward, and then handed it to me in a solemn and serious tone.

"It's within my duty to cooperate with you in investigating the case, but I remind you again that the reason why this ward is a forbidden area of the medical school is because the people admitted to it are all seriously mentally ill, and their emotions are extremely unstable and extremely aggressive, so you must be cautious, I will not hinder your work, the key will be handed over to you, I will let Wen Jike stay outside, you can shout at him loudly if there is anything, and he knows how to deal with and deal with emergencies."

I gratefully took the key given to us by Hua Guanwen, and after he and Wen Jike went out, I closed the iron door again, and the heavy sound of closing the door sounded in the quiet ward, the mentally ill patients are particularly sensitive to external stimuli and unfamiliar environments, and the appearance of our three unfamiliar faces and the heavy sound of closing the door instantly caused a riot in the ward.

Because we can clearly see the condition of each patient by two glass doors, I guess the main reason for using thick glass doors is to be able to understand the mental state of these patients and the degree of disease development in time.

They kept pounding on the glass door, desperately banging mixed with shouts one after another, as if they wanted to break free from the inside and tear us to pieces, each patient's expression was hideous and terrifying, the sound they made from knocking on the glass door every time was like hitting my heart, standing in this dark basement inexplicably depressed, there was a feeling of suffocation.

The stimulation of the light to the mentally ill is obvious, so there are only a few dim small lights in this basement ward, and when Hua Guanwen left, he carefully asked Wen Jike to hand over the spare flashlight to us just in case.

We walked forward in the dim light, and with each step I looked back and forth at the patients in custody on both sides, and it was obvious that their eyes were full of hostility and rage, and their mental state was extremely unstable.

I began to understand a little why Hua Guanwen gave these people sedatives, such a crazy state for a long time will make the patient exhausted and even sudden death, I compared these patients while looking through the patient files I brought, the shortest admission and detention here is more than 30 years, it is hard to imagine how these people spend their time in this dark ward, but one thing I am very sure of is that their treatment effect is as Hua Guanwen said, there is almost no effect.

Judging from the archives and medical records, these people are not only mentally ill but also extremely vicious murderers, each of whom carries several human lives, and the methods are extremely cruel and heinous, and they are more dangerous and unpredictable than ordinary murderers.

Every time I look through a file, I am terrified, the crimes they have committed are enough to be punished by death, but in my eyes they are more of patients, their innate genes determine their fate, and even they don't know what they have done in a state of loss of control, maybe they will also have a temporary lucidity, I believe that they will also be shocked and dazed in the face of their own crimes.

You are all evil spirits!

Hahaha, finally someone came to accompany me.

If you are sick, come and I'll show you.

You're the psychopath, let me out, I'm not sick!

……

The hysterical cries of these patients filled my ears and turned into a feeble struggle, and the more I walked inside, the more sympathetic I became.

It wasn't until I got to the end of the ward that it was a much larger room than the other wards, but it was no different from the other wards, if there was one, I saw an oil painting on the wall in the middle, but unfortunately the light was too dark to see what it was.

There was no noise or struggle in this ward, and I didn't even think there was anyone in this ward, until I saw a squirming back in the dark shadows, a man crouching in the corner of the wall and raising his hand to draw something on the wall.

Xu Wanjun, female, 57 years old, antisocial personality, severe schizophrenia, first-degree aggressive psychopathy......

I looked through the file and learned that the picture was a fifty-seven-year-old woman, and her medical records and files were completely different from other patients, all of them were in very eye-catching red, this was a patient in special care, and I didn't understand why a fifty-seven-year-old woman stood out from this group of extremely dangerous patients and was under such a high level of supervision.

What made me even more curious was her actions, contrary to the madness and violence of the other patients, she was very quiet and not stimulated by us at all, we approached the glass door to try to see what she was doing, but unfortunately the light was too dim and I could only see her back and her drawing, and the rest was completely dark.

It must have been curiosity that drove me to take out the key that Hua Guanwen gave me.

"What are you doing? These patients are extremely aggressive, and this is a psychopath under special care. Han Yu pressed my hand and said in surprise. You didn't look at Hua Guanwen's broken ear, do you want to leave something here? ”

"It's okay, I'm also a doctor, I have a sense of proportion with patients, I just want to see what she's drawing, what's really going on." I smiled faintly and looked back at the prince and Han Yu. "Isn't there still you, a woman in her fifties can't believe that she can't do anything to me."

Han Yu saw that I had a firm attitude, and the prince nodded silently, so he let go of his hand, and I carefully opened the two glass doors, trying to make my steps lighter, so as not to alarm and stimulate the woman squatting in the corner, Han Yu and the prince originally planned to follow up and be stopped by me, the mentally ill are very sensitive to external stimuli, and the appearance of unfamiliar faces in the eyes of the patient is hostile, I asked them to wait outside.

The ward is very clean and not as messy as I imagined, I deliberately went to see the oil painting on the wall, it is an abstract painting style, the painting should be an animal, but I can't tell what it is, I can vaguely see the outline of many animals, but I can't be sure, it seems to be a combination of many forms, I don't understand what it means for a while, and in the lower right corner of the oil painting I saw a vague signature, and I didn't pay much attention to it, and my attention was completely on Xu Wanjun's body.

I cautiously approached her, I heard something in her hand rubbing against the wall, making a squeaking sound, I walked behind her and tried to see what she was drawing, but unfortunately the light was too dim I turned on the flashlight in my hand, and the bright light instantly illuminated the wall, Xu Wanjun was obviously very sensitive to light and turned her head suddenly.

Under the light, I saw a scorched face, the curly skin was shockingly attached to her face, and the distorted facial features were patched together in a chaotic manner, I suddenly thought of Jiang Xinyu, her face was the same, but Xu Wanjun was even more creepy in the light.

I was really startled, the flashlight in my hand almost fell to the ground, and when I looked down, I noticed that Xu Wanjun's other sleeve was empty, there was no palm but an arm, and the wound that had completely healed was uneven.

She suddenly took a step in front of me, her mouth slowly opened, and in the light of the flashlight, I was horrified to find that most of the teeth in her mouth had fallen out, and there was still a trace of blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her gums were extremely damaged, I was thinking about what caused her to be like this, and suddenly I saw her raised right hand when she turned around.

A bloody tooth was pinched in her finger, the tip of that tooth was smoothed, and I suddenly realized what she was using to draw on the wall, Xu Wanjun pulled out her own tooth alive, and judging from the remaining teeth in her gums, this is not the first time this has happened.

I was about to say something, Xu Wanjun suddenly and violently grabbed my neck, once the psychopath became ill, the power of the subconscious explosion was unimaginable, and I was attacked by her in a completely defenseless situation, there was no reaction at all, I only felt that an iron tong was about to pinch my neck and even breathing became difficult, I think it should be my action or the light stimulation that induced Xu Wanjun's condition.

She pushed me against the wall hard, although she only had one hand, I didn't even have the strength to resist, Xu Wanjun suddenly grabbed my hair, and suddenly hit it like a wall, I only felt the violent impact made me almost faint, and then I felt a humid heat flow surging in my back, Xu Wanjun repeatedly hit my head against the wall, if it wasn't for the prince and Han Yu rushing in time, I think I would only die here today.

The prince pushed Xu Wanjun away with one palm, and I was pulled back by Han Yu, and I knelt on the ground with severe pain in my head, and instinctively touched the back of my head with my hand, and found that my hands were full of blood.

Xu Wanjun's attention didn't seem to be on us, but was preoccupied with smearing the blood flowing on the wall on the wall arbitrarily and evenly, and when the prince was supporting me, he accidentally kicked the flashlight that I fell to the ground, and the light illuminated the wall impartially.

I suddenly forgot about the severe pain, my mouth slowly opened, and the expressions of Han Yu and the prince next to me were similar to mine, and they all looked at the wall red with my blood dumbfounded.

Xu Wanjun used her teeth to draw on the wall, I always wanted to know what she was drawing, but the teeth couldn't draw too deep lines after all, so I never saw what she was drawing, but when my blood was smeared on the wall, the blood that slowly flowed down the wall filled into the shallow lines, and the painting finally slowly appeared in front of our eyes under the light.

A group of people walked down a staircase hand in hand, and at the end of the stairs was a huge pool of blood, in which were countless hands with teeth dancing, and the people who fell from the steps into the pool of blood were torn into pieces by these hands, and this portrait that can only be presented with blood made my back faintly cold, and a cold filled my whole body from the inside out.

Han Yu was stunned and at a loss, and suddenly the prince's hand holding the rosary slowly rose, and his voice was no longer calm when he pointed to the painting on the wall.

The stairs......

I followed the prestige, and the group walked down a staircase, holding hands.

One two three...... Seventeen Eighteen......

Nineteen!

There are no more, no less, just nineteen steps!

I suddenly remembered the strange rumor of this medical school, if the nineteenth staircase appeared, it would be the opening of the passage to the underworld.

I believe many friends have seen similar episodes about the pen fairy and the extra steps.,I'm afraid that Japanese and Korean thrillers often appear.,Soul exploration is also used at the beginning of the second volume.,But I promise not to fall into clichés.,I'll give you an unexpected and extremely shocking truth.