At this time, the situation of the subordinates is really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back - a dilemma.

It's not that he is looking ahead and backwards, and he is as timid as a mouse, mainly because he suddenly encounters this kind of thing, and if he is anyone, he may be directly frightened.

It's really rare for a subordinate to be able to calm down and think seriously about countermeasures.

I crossed more than ten stairs one after another, because I was getting more and more urgent, and I was stuck halfway, and I almost fell on my stomach.

At the moment when his face was about to touch the ground, his subordinates hurriedly subconsciously supported the ground with both hands to avoid the tragedy.

Lying on the ground, his subordinates couldn't stop panting.

Thinking that if I really hit the ground with my face just now, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as a pain, and if I didn't break a few front teeth, I was sorry for the impact when I landed.

was really shocked into a cold sweat, and his subordinates slowly propped up their bodies, and there was a tingling pain in the position of the kneecap.

The footsteps downstairs were also at this moment, almost close to the face.

The current situation clearly did not give me time to relieve the pain.

Rubbing the sides of his knees carelessly, his subordinate jerked up and rushed towards the top of the stairs again.

Finally stepping on the last step of the stairs, the subordinate did not dare to pause, hurriedly turned around, and rushed towards the last step to the fourth floor again.

When passing by the corner, I didn't forget to turn my head to look at the white cloth that I couldn't see clearly because of the light and perspective problems when I was below before.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, I almost didn't startle my subordinates and jumped up from the ground.

I saw that the white cloth that was still used to wrap things when I looked at it before, but at this moment, I don't know who threw it to the ground with a shovel.

And the things wrapped under this white cloth were also exposed to the sight of the subordinate units without any obstruction at this time.

I couldn't see clearly before, mainly because the light was not good, but now I was so close that my subordinates recognized the thing that appeared in front of them almost immediately.

Judging from the outline, it is not difficult to judge that the thing placed in the middle of the staircase of the third to fourth floors is actually a wheelchair that patients usually use.

In fact, the subordinates had thought that it would be something like this before, after all, from a distance, such a large object model, no matter how you look at it, it is relatively rare to meet the needs of wheelchairs and large medical instruments.

After all, in a place like a hospital, it is relatively normal for a wheelchair to appear everywhere, and if you think about it, it is relatively normal.

Although his subordinates had expected it in his heart, when he really saw the wheelchair, he couldn't help but feel layers of tension in his heart.

This feeling appeared without warning, which made the subordinates a little confused in their minds at the moment.

This is such a normal thing, for some reason, it always makes his subordinates feel that something is wrong, this feeling is very subtle, and he can't say why.

Since it's a wheelchair, it's not surprising!

Slowing down slightly, he muttered to himself in the wheelchair, as if seeking some comfort for himself.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the white cloth spread on the ground at this time, and thought that it might have been blown down by the wind, or maybe it had not been wrapped tightly before this, and it had naturally fallen off.

In conclusion, this is definitely not something that can be done by humans, unless............

Thoughts began to wander in his head, and the subordinate shook his head, trying to avoid such scary thoughts in this situation.

Sighing slightly, the subordinate turned his face, looked at the stairs in front of him, and walked up with one step.

The lighting on the fourth floor is very bad, and the overall corridor environment obviously gives people a very depressing feeling.

It's a pity that such a holy place for making ghost movies has not been discovered by the director.

Stepping up the last flight of the stairs, the subordinate raised his head and looked straight ahead with a slightly wary gaze.

So a few handfuls of black!

The range of vision is only two meters, and the subordinates are constantly cursing secretly in their hearts.

But when I thought about it again, I found that it seemed to be (stupid) forcing me.

Since this place has been abandoned for so long, any lighting facilities in it should naturally not be able to be used normally.

Raising his eyes, he looked in the direction of the ceiling, thinking that even if there were light bulbs, they would probably be crumbled into slag, and the rest of the ones that were not broken would not be able to turn on the lighting for you for free without electricity.

It was pitch black in front of him, and his subordinates bravely tried to grope two steps forward, but under their feet, it seemed as if they had suddenly stepped on something.

Seeing this, the subordinates were also shocked, and hurriedly took two steps back.

Recalling the sound of the thing just after being stepped on, it was more like the sound of a person stepping barefoot in the sand.

But what could such a feeling be?

What is it that makes this sound when it is stepped on?

At this time, the subordinates also began to speculate frantically in their hearts, but after guessing for a long time, they were still a little confused.

I was a little nervous, but when I think about it, it's not a dangerous thing.

Just when his subordinates were about to take another step and plan to find out, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.

Crackling sound...... Bulb...... Sandy touch.

Glass slag!

That's right!

It's glass slag!

These things are in my head at the moment, as if they are all connected.

The sandy touch is obviously the sound that shoes can make when they step on glass shards.

The glass cracking sound I heard downstairs before, if nothing else, should have been caused by the sudden cracking of the light bulb on the ceiling.

The reasoning ability is unexpected, and the subordinate feels like a detective at this moment, through layers of clues, and finally captures the truth of the puzzle.

Hum!

Dead old Mengtou, always say that my brain is not bright!

Now if I see you again, I will slap you in the face a few times if I say anything, so that you can also know how perverted I am when I am smart.

In his heart, he laughed at himself wildly, and his subordinates at this time were obviously very proud of what they had just thought, and they seemed to have drifted to outer space.

With his sense of direction, his subordinate once again stepped on the shards of glass scattered all over the ground.

Leaned down, fiddled with the many pieces of glass with the palm of his hand, found a relatively large one, and picked it up.

As expected, as his subordinates thought, what he grabbed in his hand at this time was a glass shard that didn't look too large.

It's just that to the subordinates' surprise, there is still a little bit of temperature left on this fragment.

This illustrates a very important problem, the light should have been on for a long time before the bulb broke.

Otherwise, how to explain this inexplicable temperature.

In addition, ordinary light bulbs, even in that era, some of the poor quality, if they were not stimulated by the intense temperature for a long time, would not burst out of thin air.

Then that's the problem.

Since the hospital does not have a continuous power supply, why does this light bulb light up on its own?

Or is there something else going on in this?

Thinking of this, the whole body of his subordinates suddenly rose with dense goosebumps.

Except for the problem of power supply, in fact, everything else has already made sense.

The glass shattering sound that the subordinate heard suddenly when he was downstairs was not a broken glass jar, but the sound of the light bulb shattering.

The main reason why this bulb will burst out of thin air is not too strange, the main reason is that the built-in lamp has been turned on for too long, resulting in too high internal temperature, and the outer wall of the glass cannot withstand such stimulation, resulting in its explosion in response.

If the whole thing is thought of in this way, there is nothing strange about it.

But at this time, the subordinates were faced with an extremely complex problem, and the emergence of this problem was also indirect, so that some of the overall events began to continue to develop in the direction of the supernatural.

This is obviously something that subordinates are unwilling to accept.

He would rather believe that someone has been paying the electricity bill for this long-abandoned hospital building out of good intentions, rather than believe that there is something dirty on the fourth floor.

At this time, the problem in front of the subordinate is like a hurdle that can never be overcome, no matter how much the subordinate opens his mind, he can't think of any way to make the light bulb light for a long time without power supply.

Everything, it seems, is stuck here.

I threw the glass slag into the darkness casually, and I didn't know where it was smashed, only to hear a crisp cracking sound, and the glass shards that were thrown out seemed to be shattered into more scattered slag after hitting something.

Scratching his scalp a little irritably, at this moment, the brains of his subordinates are spinning rapidly, and he feels that as long as he spins faster, the brain CPU will be scorched on the spot.

Damn!

I just don't have a clue about this!

Is there any way to keep the light bulb glowing without power?

I remember when I was a child, my physics teacher didn't talk about it!

Or am I distracted while listening to the lecture?

Exercise!

It really responds to the old saying: When the book is used, there is less hatred, and it is not difficult to know what is right and wrong!

Sighing helplessly, his subordinate slowly closed his eyes.

As the saying goes, it is only when a person is calmest that he can bring out the potential in his body.

And the mental state of the subordinates at this time is also the same.

A figure was standing quietly in the middle of the darkness, and the incomparably oppressive atmosphere around it didn't seem to interfere with the figure in the slightest.

He just stood there, motionless, as if at this moment, he was perfectly integrated with the darkness.

The sound of hurried footsteps downstairs, I don't know when, became farther and farther away.

At the same time, deep in the hallway, an iron door was shaking strangely.

It seemed that someone was standing behind the door at the moment, banging frantically against the heavy iron door with all his might.

With a gust of wind blowing in the face, the iron door finally couldn't withstand the violent impact force inside, accompanied by a loud bang, this single-ring iron door that looked like it weighed more than 200 pounds, actually collapsed in an instant.