The onlookers were quickly driven away, and the identity of the deceased was found out - a doctor who was not on duty yesterday.

Theoretically, the doctor should have slept in the dormitory, not in the garden at night, burying his head in the fountain.

The description of being buried in the fountain is implicit, but if you describe it in detail, you don't know how to do it, and the whole person climbs into the pool under the fountain and squeezes his head into the drain.

The human head is, of course, smaller than the drain, and the result of squeezing into it is that the head is unrecognizable, and the bones are broken into pieces and twisted into the brain, and then poured into the drain with the flushing of the water.

The blood was so mixed that when the nurse found it in the morning, the water from the fountain was also dyed red.

Dots of red mixed with unidentified white tissue squirted out of the water outlet and splashed down from mid-air, some splashing on people who were close to them, making people feel sick.

This is what the early nurse sees, and she is so frightened that she can only scream, attracting the attention of others.

The people who came after watched from a distance as the blood-red fountain became lighter and lighter, as if the blood of the deceased had been drained clean, leaving only the shriveled corpse.

The onlookers were all driven away.

Because it's time to go to work, the discipline is quite strict and the warning is not to allow employees to be absent from work.

Except for the people concerned, the rest of the people were all driven away.

Bai Su and Chen Zi were also among the unrelated people, and they were "invited" to leave.

Even though the short-haired woman was a little reluctant and curious, she followed the people from the mental hospital in order not to cause trouble, and Bai Su was with her and told Chen Zi not to worry.

"No...... Lose sleep over something? The short-haired woman whispered, "What do you know?" ”

The black-haired young man smiled and blinked, revealing a somewhat mysterious smile: "Because I just saw someone familiar left." ”

The spectacle doctor who was left behind stood stiff, he wanted to fall to his knees crying and screaming, he wanted to crawl on the ground and scream.

It's so uncomfortable...... He was so uncomfortable.

Countless emotions were churning in his chest, but all humans could do was to stand there, with an innocent look on the face of the colleague he had left behind, and even more dazed when questioned.

"What? It's Lao Wang—" The spectacle doctor feigned surprise, then his expression went blank for a moment, and finally turned a little sad, "What...... How could it be, when I saw him last night, he was still ......"

The spectacle doctor slurred, looking wistfully at the place where the fountain was, and when his gaze touched the porcelain white building that had been stopped, he turned back as if he had been burned.

The person retched twice and was a little unwell.

"I'm sorry, but I'm still ...... Vomit...... I ......" coughed and vomited after saying two sentences, as if the tragic scene was still vivid, "the front was too crowded...... I! ”

The hospital leader who came to ask him expressed his understanding that the picture was beyond the so-called common sense of most people, and it was normal to feel that he couldn't accept it.

The hospital thoughtfully took the person to a farther place, and it just so happened that the optician was not on duty today, so he had enough time to talk.

"Xiao Li, you seem to have been to Dr. Wang's room last night?"

"Yes, yes." The nausea doctor straightened up and replied, "Yesterday...... Yesterday I went to see Dr. Wong for something. ”

The questioner assumed a gesture of listening, and the optician-optician continued: "I'll go to him and ask for ...... Asked Dr. Wang to get back, and he asked me what I borrowed. ”

This is a truth to tell, Dr. Wang does owe something to the opticians.

The questioner asked again, and the glasses doctor confessed that he owed money and borrowed him some valuables such as tablets.

Because he hadn't returned it, the optician finally couldn't help it and came to the door yesterday.

"I don't have a good relationship with Dr. Wang...... You ask your colleagues around you about this, and everyone knows about it. The optician pushed his glasses and said, "I have been scheduled to rest for the past two days, so I thought that I would get the tablet back and use it myself." ”

The questioner nodded, having heard something about it.

Most of the people in the psychiatric hospital know that as long as it does not affect their work, they will not interfere much.

Anyway, when the time comes, it's going to be-

The optician's recounting continued: "I couldn't sleep at night, and when I looked at the time, Dr. Wang didn't seem to be asleep, so I went down to look for him. ”

"After knocking on the door, Dr. Wang opened the door, and then I walked in and asked him if I wanted to return the things...... He wasn't very happy to pay it back, so we had a little fight, and then I left. ”

No, it's not!

"It's probably less than twelve o'clock when I leave, and I'll go back to my room later."

…… No, it's not at all what he says.

The optician couldn't control what he said, and could only tell the script that someone had arranged for him against his will.

The questioner recorded according to what the opticians said, and he compared the surveillance, and felt that the opticians were not lying, so he patted the person on the shoulder and let the person go.

Before leaving, the questioner also told the optician to go to the psychological counseling room to sit if he needs it, and as a colleague, the person on duty there could also talk to him.

The spectacle doctor smiled reluctantly and said yes, and when he turned his back to the outsider, the man's hand suddenly grabbed the clothes on his chest.

Humans gulp in the air around them, like fish that have been dehydrated for a long time, and need fluids to sustain their lives.

Enough of the breath, the optician, holding his knees, stood alone in the empty building, gasping for breath.

Humans say to themselves, that's not how it is.

He is ...... Half of what he told the other person was wrong.

He went out at night to find his colleague Dr. Wang, who he didn't like, knocked on the other party's door, and was greeted by Dr. Wang, who had not yet fallen asleep.

Then things were completely different.

Asking for money and valuables was just an excuse, and when the monster in human skin stood in the human room, the situation was completely reversed.

Originally, Dr. Wang refused to return the things, and he could do what he could do, but in a moment of turn, the human room was locked, and the monster in human skin also showed a little of its true face.

Eyes, all eyes.

The optician's perspective is first-person, and he can't see exactly what he has become, but he can tell from Dr. Wang's frightened face that he is no longer the same person.

Dr. Wang said "you, you, you" several times, unable to spit out a complete sentence, and the person took several steps back and hit the table behind him.

In the panic, the human being, who had no longer care about the back pain and the fragmented language function, raised his hand and pointed forward with his fingers, trembling, wanting to accuse something.

Then, the optician saw his "hand" outstretched.

If that could still be called a hand.

The arm, which could barely make out the outline of a human hand, poked out, and the swollen white flesh trembled and trembled, as if breathing.

His "hand" gradually touched Dr. Wang's shoulder, and then touched the person's neck, and the slender "fingers" climbed up in an arc against the person's chin, extending indefinitely, and finally along the back of the person's ear, attached to the position of the face.

Humanity has completely lost its voice.

The throat was contained, the feeling of suffocation came, and the lack of oxygen also blurred the judgment of the other senses, as if something had crept in along the holes in the facial features...... Drilled in—

The optician watched in horror at what "himself" was doing, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but his body was out of control.

Even because it was his own body, he could more or less feel the touch of his "fingers".

Warm, soft, edge-by-edge concave ...... A finger poke as if it can be punctured, and then the slippery brain will stick to it, or if you grip it lightly, those fragile human tissues will shatter.

No...... Don't, he, he doesn't want to!

The human shouted from within, but he couldn't close his eyes, and he couldn't block the touch from coming.

All he could do was watch.

When the monster in human skin finished touching, he retracted his hand, and the hand that had regained its human form shook twice in the air, and when he felt that he had recovered, he stepped aside.

There was no bickering between humans as described, only the monster in human skin unilaterally restrained his emotions and slammed the door to leave.

The monster in human skin then returned to the room and did not go out all night.

The optician took his body back after returning to the room, and Bai Su did not impose any other restrictions on him except that he could no longer go out.

"What the hell are you ...... What exactly did you do? "Humans are going to go crazy," he asked, breaking down.

This time, the figure in the mirror responded.

The figure tilted his head in confusion and asked, "Are you not happy?" ”

The optician subconsciously asked, "Why be happy?" ”

The figure's eyes widened slightly, and a look of course appeared on his face that was exactly the same as that of a human: "You hate him, so I helped you dispose of him." ”

Dispose......?

"yes, I just wanted to do an experiment."

…… Experiment?

"yes." The figure in the mirror nodded and said, "I'll see what happens when you go outside at night." ”

……？

"I have always been kind to my believers, although you are not yet my believers...... Well, even if I was selected, I will fulfill one of your wishes. ”

"So, aren't you happy?"

The figure in the mirror smiles with joy, as if expressing the emotions that human beings should have.

This is the end of the memory, and after the morning experience, the optician thoroughly understands what treatment is.

The monster in human skin thought that he hated Dr. Wang, so he fulfilled his idea or wish and helped him deal with Dr. Wang.

But this method of treatment is far beyond human expectations, how could the optician not expect that going outside at night will cause such consequences, and he will die so miserably.

Probably for a monster, this experimental method and processing results are no different from pinching an ant to death.

So, what happened when he went back to his room?

The glasses doctor froze, remembering what the questioner said, and the other party mentioned that Dr. Wang walked downstairs in the surveillance, and turned around to the blind spot of the surveillance after coming to the first floor.

It is speculated that the man fell out from behind an unlocked window, and it is not known what happened after he got out, but judging by the bloodstains, he finally squeezed his head into the pool of water in a frenzy, squeezing his skull to pieces.

There was such a big accident, and the police should have been called.

However, neither the employee nor the people in the hospital thought to make a call to the police.

The optician's hindsight thought of this, and he wondered how there had never been one...... Even if there was a medical malpractice before, no one thought about making a phone call.

Where did those who had accidents go?

As the events of the morning unfolded, a thin veil that had been cast over the eyes of the human being seemed to be lifted, and the human being remembered something that had been neglected by the human being for a long time.

For example...... The whereabouts of some colleagues.

Where did they go? It seems that from a certain day, suddenly I left my job, and suddenly a new person came, and no one was suspicious.

……

Bai Su walked behind the person, and when he was halfway through, he suddenly slowed down, pausing only for a moment, and did not attract the attention of the others.

The short-haired woman in front threw herself wholeheartedly on Dr. Hao in front of her, and only occasionally glanced diagonally behind her to make sure that the black-haired young man was still following and that no one was lost.

They are preparing to go to the place where the patient is being treated.

The incident in the morning had no effect on the normal functioning of the psychiatric hospital, and everyone else went back to work normally, except for the fact that security personnel were assigned to dispose of the body.

Even Chen Zi was the same, and he read a few words about this during breakfast, thinking about whether to wait for Dr. Hao's pigeon to be released and secretly see how the corpse was disposed of.

It was said earlier that after leaving the cafeteria, the short-haired woman seemed to have forgotten about it and was just going to find Dr. Hao.

At that time, the black-haired youth hummed strangely.

He looked at the window in the hallway, through the glass window, at the fountain that was so tightly blocked that it was impossible to see clearly, and then at the floor under his feet, the solid color of the floor looked clean and unmarked.

It's amazing, it turns out that the fountain ...... Is it for this purpose?

The dark-haired youth nodded thoughtfully and continued to keep up with the humans.

He was now interested in the underground of the hospital...... Oh, and the stairwell.

Walking and walking, the human beings arrived at their destination, and the strong and pungent smell of disinfectant came to the face, almost pouring into the human nasal cavity.

"Here we are." Dr. Hao, who was leading the way in front, stopped at the door of a ward.

But he told Bai Su that they could not go in, but that they needed to put on specific protective clothing and enter from the other side.

"The other side?" Chen Zi asked suspiciously.

Dr. Hao nodded: "In order to facilitate the study of some new medical staff, one side of the room is pressed with transparent glass. ”

During the conversation, he led the two into the place where they changed clothes, put on the protective clothing and made some preparations, and the two were allowed to continue walking.

Walk through a corridor and into a room with a transparent glass curtain wall on the right and a glass curtain wall on the other side...... It's the next door team member lying on the bed like a lamb to the slaughter.

(End of chapter)