"Who do you think of?" Tang Yuefei asked.

"Don't ask so much," Lu Cheng quickly pressed the button on the top floor of the elevator. "Let's go to the top floor, hurry."

"What do you want to do?" Tang Yuefei's face quickly appeared in confusion, "Do you want to go to the dean's office?" We just went there during the day today, what do you want to do now? ”

"No," Lu Cheng shook his head, "I didn't say I was going to the dean's office. ”

Tang Yuefei wanted to continue asking, but when she saw the speed at which the elevator was rising, she didn't say anything more. I believe that it will take less than two minutes for the elevator car to reach the top, and it will be clear what this guy wants to do by then.

The outpatient department building is empty at night, and even the elevator seems to have a hint of ghostly spirit.

In the mirror in the elevator car, the figures of the two were reflected, one with a serious face, and the other was clearly suppressing the frenzy of the astonishing conjecture.

The half-minute ascents are tormenting.

Tang Yuefei never thought that she could borrow an elevator to escape when she was chased by ghosts, because whether it is the accumulation of experience in horror movies or the theorem of psychics, in the face of ghosts who have mastered spiritual power, dare to be an elevator, that is definitely the type that is too bold to want to live.

Not to mention the claustrophobic fear in the confined space, the up and down reciprocating trajectory of the elevator car that fits the principle of reincarnation is the best choice for ghosts to hit the wall.

But today's elevator journey was unexpectedly smooth. It went so smoothly that I couldn't believe it.

The elevator doors opened.

Lu Cheng didn't think about it, and rushed out directly.

He was right, the destination this time was not the dean's office. Tang Yuefei watched him bypass the dean's office, which had been sealed by the security department, and walked straight to the data room in the depths of the corridor.

Naturally, the door to the data room is still locked. But the locked dean's room can't stop this guy's knife, what about the locked data room? Lu Cheng, who was familiar with the road, didn't talk nonsense, and directly pulled out the black dragon and slashed it, and roughly cut off the door lock.

This move made Tang Yuefei's heart sink, how experienced should this be, in order to be so familiar with the sliding door and picking the lock in the face of emergencies?

This guy ...... Could it be that there is some mental illness, or maybe the underlying criminal tendencies in my heart have awakened tonight?

She sneered, completely unable to understand what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd of this little employee.

"Wait for me at the door, I'll be out soon." After speaking, Lu Cheng pushed the door in.

The first thing that greeted him was the same dust as in the dean's room.

Because of the consistent principle of vigorously kicking the door, this dust cannon came extremely fiercely. Lu Cheng covered his mouth and nose, didn't care about waiting for the inhalable particles in the air to dissipate, and rushed in quickly.

His gaze wandered back and forth between the neat bookshelves, where the most valuable thing in the room, in addition to a few miscellaneous items, was the bound volumes of the hospital's history and the yearbook of events.

"Did you find anything?" The proprietress outside the door obviously didn't listen to Lu Cheng's words, and she still didn't care about the smoke and dust in the room and followed in.

Lu Cheng ignored her inquiry, and instead picked up the history books on the shelf.

But his expression suddenly changed.

"What do you see?" Tang Yuefei asked nervously, Lu Cheng's suddenly white face made her panic too.

Lu Cheng paused for half a minute like a thunderbolt from the sky before he turned his head mechanically and showed what he was doing.

Death certificate.

The name of the deceased was not Mo Xiaoyan, but Wang Xuan.

"That...... The little nurse who admits you to the hospital...... Her name is 'Wang Xuan', right? Tang Yue choked up and said the answer that Lu Cheng didn't want to hear.

Lu Cheng nodded, and the white badge hanging on the little nurse's chest resurfaced in his mind.

Wang Xuan.

He remembered that the night before she was still in danger and disappeared, but the next morning she came to check the bed unharmed, and he asked her where she had been last night, but the other party gave him a strange look and said that he had something to do with neuropathy.

"It's okay! This name is really a little too popular, there are too many people with the same name and surname! Tang Yue smiled, but the expression on her face was indescribably stiff. Because following the instructions of Lu Cheng's gaze, as far as the eye can see, this row of bookshelves is full of death certificates!

Doctors, nurses, patients, family members.

None of the people who have served here have been spared.

Tang Yuefei's smile finally faded, because in the paper in Lu Cheng's hand, she saw her name.

A huge hospital, it turned out to be full of dead people.

"Flip." Lu Cheng, who quickly calmed down, only said one such word.

"What's the translation?" Tang Yuefei asked.

"Turn these things over from beginning to end." Lu Cheng replied, and after speaking, he had already taken the lead in flipping through the pile in his hand.

No matter how shocking she is, Tang Yuefei can't lose her mind because of this little stimulation in front of her. She understood that these things would not appear for no reason, and since they existed, they must have their rationality.

Printed documents swiped between her fingers, and the names of the people on them were also different, from the cause of death to the medical history, one by one in the records above.

"I didn't find Mo Xiaoyan here." Soon, she gave an answer.

Of course, what Lu Cheng thought about she understood was that the only thing missing in the documents about Mo Xiaoyan was a death certificate that made the resentful spirit's heart die, and now the appearance of these things just filled this vacancy.

"I don't have it on my side." Lu Cheng smiled.

"Sure enough, the materials here are incomplete, I have a hunch that the Historical Records Archives have become a death certificate storage room, and this matter is inseparable from the curse of the resentful spirit."

Lu Cheng nodded, "Let's go, since there is no important information here, we should go back too." ”

"Where?" Tang Yuefei asked, "Didn't you come here to find something?" That's it?! ”

"You can also see that the original historical records have all been replaced, and it is impossible to find anything anymore. But it doesn't matter, even if there is no way to prove my conjecture, the truth is still close to ten. It's just that there is no evidence, and it doesn't affect us to solve this matter. Lu Cheng smiled. Moreover, the findings of these death certificates are not worthless, in a way, they are more valuable than what I am looking for! ”

"Let's go." He glanced at the proprietress and had already rushed out of the room.

In the back of the road, except for the part in the elevator, the rest of the road was completed by Lu Cheng holding Tang Yuefei's hand.

Tang Yuefei didn't know why this guy was running so fast, but she had no choice tonight, because she missed the first-hand information, and to a large extent, she and Lu Cheng were no longer on the same level as Lu Cheng in their understanding of the whole incident. Now if you want to end it, the only hope can only look at Lu Cheng, not her.

Fortunately, the growth of this young employee did not disappoint him, not only in the ability to deal with things, but also in the most critical details of observation and information concatenation have begun to look like this.

The entire inpatient building has gone dark.

The lights on all floors were turned off, and from a distance it looked like an empty dead building, or a grave whimpering in the wind during a rainstorm.

"Let's go upstairs." Lu Cheng said coldly.

"Are you sure you're facing the spirits in the building?" I don't know why, Tang Yuefei, who has long been accustomed to seeing strange things, actually has a sincere fear of this meaningless and bright black behemoth.

"No, but I don't think she will hurt us."

"Why?"

"Why?" He raised his head and amplified the volume in the empty corridor, as if he wanted to spread the words he told Tang Yuefei to the other people in this building, "Because I came back to help her find the villain who forced her to death five years ago." ”

"What do you mean?!" Tang Yuefei asked.

"I've found the dean." Lu Cheng said coldly, climbing up the corridor.

Sure enough, after that roar, the wind in the corridor was a little lighter. It was as if the spirits in the building knew his intentions and had approved his departure.

"He's in this building?" Tang Yuefei's eyes widened as she followed.

"Yes." Lu Cheng nodded, took out the old newspaper he found in the dean's office at noon in his arms, and his hand went down the news headline, and finally landed on the position where the name of the person concerned was written in the paragraph.

Ge Tianshu.

"I originally wanted to go to the archives to find the information of the previous presidents." Lu Cheng smiled helplessly, "But it's not what I expected, there is no more in that place than I want." But what does it matter? That's not a necessary item. Although there were no photos to confirm the person's appearance, the name 'Ge Tianshu' and all kinds of unreasonable behaviors were enough for me to make a decision. Old Ge, you are hiding deep enough. He raised the corners of his mouth and gave a thumbs up into the darkness upstairs.

"Wait, wait," the unknown proprietress immediately made a "stop" gesture, "What 'old Ge'?" Why have I never heard you mention such a person? ”

"It's normal not to hear me mention it, and I didn't expect that a random patient who came to the hospital to investigate would be the key person in the whole thing. If it weren't for the special ward number of the mentally ill, if it weren't for the fact that he himself had to tell me about his multiple fantasies, how could I associate these things with him? Hehe. Lu Cheng sneered.

"Can you explain that clearly?"

"Five years ago, that person asked the seniors of the wizard family to suppress the evil spirits in the building with the technique of double puppets. But he knew that the target of the evil spirit was actually himself, and instead of hiding in Tibet, he should stay obediently in the hospital that was cursed but not deadly. The most dangerous place is the safest place, and the evil spirits in this building have been suppressed, so isn't it the best place to hide under the enemy's invisible eyelids compared to the outside? ”

"I see!" Tang Yuefei suddenly realized, "No wonder Mo Xiaoyan's soul has not been able to find that person for revenge for so long, it turns out that he has been hiding in this building suppressed by the stand-in puppet all along!" ”

"yes, who would have thought?" Lu Cheng sneered.

"But there are so many wards here, how do you know where he's hiding?" Tang Yuefei asked.

"As I said, there are only five wards dedicated to the mentally ill, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30. Depending on the severity of the disease, the degree of safety will be strengthened in turn. Where do you think a beast capable of doing that kind of thing would live? ”

"What do you mean......"

"The place where the wraith appears is always at the end of the hallway, because that's where the yin gathers the most." Lu Cheng said with a smile, "The previous ones are all joking, but they don't hinder the reasoning of the truth." Do you remember when you were a kid and liked to hide behind the door? Because the first view of the ghost and the person who enters the door is in the open room, no one will pay attention to the door that is closest to them and the easiest to find. It's the same thing. For the first room at the end of the hallway, the resentful spirit that looks across the floor with a disgruntled eye will never look at it squarely. ”

Tang Yuefei nodded and stepped onto the last step of the stairs on the fifth floor.

“530。” Tang Yuefei, who understood, smiled, followed by the endless wind along the road.

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