Theoretically, of course......

As they walked towards the counter, Yun Chu looked at the blood stains and hair on the ground with concern: "Actually...... Why is there so much blood, hair, and ...... around There seems to be no one in the hospital ......"

Who knows. The main entrance to the lobby is still closed, and the dead silence of the interior space does not resemble a smiling maniac with a knife.

Or maybe the madman had already barged in, just silently waiting for the time to kill?

When everyone came to the inside of the counter, Wen Jie searched rudely, and opened the drawer repeatedly.

Yun Chu and Xiao Ying stood aside, while Jaime and Guan Tianxiang were examining the papers scattered all over the ground.

"It's all innocuous documents." "It seems that the counter won't find any useful information. ”

"We shouldn't understand this hospital with normal thinking," Guan Tianxiang pulled open the drawer in front of him, "This is not a real building, but a creator created it with non-physical laws." ”

"Maybe." Jaime doesn't seem to object to Guan Tianxiang's statement, "I suspect that this other world is actually made up of spiritual worlds. ”

"The spirit world?" Guan Tianxiang couldn't help but be stunned, searching for the "Sherlock Holmes of the New Century" series played by Benedict Cumberbatch, and the "memory palace" mentioned in the play is a way to build a virtual world in his mind.

"If this world was created by the Creator, everything here should have a lot to do with the Creator.

For example, "Asahimi", "RCP", "Anhe", and "137" may be related to the creator's memory—"

"Found it!" Wen Jie carried a key in his hand, and he visually inspected that key had at least forty keys, each of which had a sign on it, listing what room it belonged to.

"And a flashlight," Jaime pulled out a yellow flashlight out of nowhere, "Yun Chu, catch it." ”

"Huh? Ah............h

"Why don't you give it to me?" Wen Jie pretended to be angry and said, "Do you trust me now?" ”

"It's not that I don't believe you," Jaime said, standing up, raising the corners of his mouth, "it's looking down on you." ”

"Oops, you ......" Guan Tianxiang ignored the boring argument between the two of them, and his eyes fell on a storage iron cabinet next to the counter.

The iron cabinet is about 1.5 meters high, divided into more than a dozen gray squares, and at first glance it is known that it is a mediocre locker, which seems to be for medical staff to store their personal belongings.

Its spacer appearance follows ......

The one in the middle school class is about ......

Wait a minute......

Locker ......

Well......

"I'll wait to go to the restaurant and see if there is any dry food to replenish my strength." James said, Guan Tianxiang still vaguely heard the approval of others, but Guan Tianxiang was powerless to respond, suffering inexplicable discomfort.

Why do you feel a kind of sullenness in your heart when you think of the locker......

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wen Jie's taunt was faintly heard in his ears, but Guan Tianxiang just leaned against the cabinet and endured violent heart palpitations......

"Whew...... "When I think of school lockers...... I feel like ......

Very bad feeling......

It's like something unbearable......

Or even all kinds of disgusting guilt......

It's suffocating......

"Xiang? What's wrong? Yun Chu looked wrong, and walked over to try to appease her, but Guan Tianxiang shook her off and walked in that direction.

"Where are you going, Brother Xiang......" Xiao Ying shouted anxiously behind her back.

"Wash your face...... Leave me alone, you guys go to the restaurant first......" Guan Tianxiang threw down a sentence and did not look back.

Guan Tianxiang stumbled, and according to his memory of the floor plan, he walked in the direction of the men's toilet.

His thoughts were chaotic, but his mouth couldn't hold back, repeating the same sentence.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"