Chapter 11: Escape from the Asylum The Asylum Patients

Soon it was time for the doctors to go to work, and the two doctors walked into the office with numb faces, as if they couldn't see Xiuxiu, and they looked like they didn't care about idle things.

She just stood like this, watching them turn on the computer, which was cleaner than the computer desktop at the nurse's station, with only a file of a patient list.

Isn't this weird world too crude?

What about my documents? What about folders? Don't have a garbage station?

Xiu Xiu tries to communicate.

They all didn't hear it, and even replied irritably: "Don't you have a job?" We're only in charge of seeing patients, and if you're a patient, take some medicine. ”

After saying that, they don't work either, they just stare at the computer in a daze.

There was no way to get more information, and Xiu Xiu didn't bother, and walked out of the doctor's treatment room with her hands behind her back.

You don't have to fight with weirdos, the madhouse during the day is really good, easy.

This is like the treatment that a newcomer should have.

Before leaving, he looked back at the tough grass and turned to the restaurant.

As she walked through the hall, she felt like she had forgotten something.

Hua Wuming was sharpening his nails with a file, "Why are you staring at people?" ”

"It's okay, just take a look." Suxiu was still staring at Hua Nameless, but instead of looking at him, she looked at the map behind him. There is also a drawing of the madhouse building, but the outdoor area is not depicted, and the location of the gate is also marked.

She woke up suddenly.

Why did she walk everywhere, pass by the gate many times, why didn't she look at the gate.

Obviously the gate is in front of her, why did she subconsciously ignore it.

It was as if there was something in the dark that disturbed her thoughts, suppressed her desire to escape, and would not even think of leaving through the gate.

Even the barrage crowd didn't realize that something was wrong at all, and if they wanted to leave the madhouse, they could walk through the gate.

Juxiu turned a corner when she was about to go to the restaurant, and walked briskly to the door.

Hua raised her eyebrows in disgust and continued to grind her nails.

The door is made of tempered glass, it is locked, and it is a combination lock, and it is a combination lock, and it is very firm, and it cannot be opened by brute force.

Ju Xiu stared at the outside, gray, and the scene before the follow-up was very similar, and there were several clouds of gray mist with human faces hovering in the scorched land.

[Barrage]: How to escape, how to escape, it's all weird outside.

[Barrage]: Mom, the anchor plane is the rhythm of total annihilation.

[Barrage]: Is it possible, in fact, just go out of the gate, after all, you have set a password, and it will be difficult to find the password.

Looking at those weird, Xiu Xiu's heart was beating fast and uncompromisingly, she frowned, she was not afraid, her body would still feel nervous and out of control because of some things, she didn't like that.

Juxiu forced herself to look away.

Neither map shows that there is a back door, do you want to look for the back door?

Xiu Xiu looked at the combination lock again, it was an old-fashioned turntable lock, the same four-digit password, but there was a 3 next to it, I don't know what it was used for.

Xiu Xiu tried 9527 again.

The combination lock "clicked", and the audience couldn't help but flash joy, and then Xiu Xiu watched 3 turn into 2, but the lock was not opened.

Xiuxiu's mood couldn't help but sink to the bottom.

Now, what 2 means is self-evident.

There are two chances left, and you can't enter your password blindly.

There is no regularity in the time of day and night, and Xiu Xiu feels that if she doesn't act quickly, she will be trapped in the dungeon and can't get out.

There is only one player in the dungeon, and she is nameless and doesn't know the purpose, so it's better to talk to him than to chat with the patients.

Juxiu did whatever she wanted, and immediately walked to the dining hall.

The canteen of the madhouse is dimly lit and full of people.

The patients ate in strange postures, inverted, monkey sitting, nostrils plugged straws, and the mentally ill who was fooled by the nameless flower, because the hospital gown was too loose, the steamed buns would fall off, he fixed the steamed buns with bandages, and then put on clothes.

It's a rough wave.

The others were very envious when they saw his results, but there were no steamed buns on their rice plates.

As the most distinguished forensic doctor in the hospital, she can get free meals with her badge.

She carried more than 20 steamed buns in her arms and sat down in the midst of the patients.

Its arrogant posture completely calmed the patients.

"Little sister, why do you have so many steamed buns."

"Can I ask for two?"

A patient raised two fingers and said, "Rob, give me steamed buns." ”

Ju Xiu waved her hand, "You don't need to break the law and rob, I can't eat it alone, answer my question, whoever answers correctly, I will reward whoever has a steamed bun." If you get all the answers right, not only will you be able to arm your pecs, but also your eight-pack abs will not be a problem. ”

[Barrage]: Laughing until the end falls, do you sit in a row on the belly with eight big steamed buns?

[Barrage]: The abdominal muscles that look like steamed buns have not been tied up yet, and I have already started to laugh.

"What are abs? I've got a piece. "Mentally ill people aren't stupid, they just have brain circuits that are different from normal people.

Talk to them about abs, they can pull to the place of reincarnation.

Xiu Xiu planned to ask directly.

"I know your purpose." The patient's tone was indifferent.

Xiu Xiu secretly wondered that the other party would not be a normal person.

Then I heard him say bluntly: "I'm very interested in the eight-pack abs in your hands, and allow you to buy me with steamed buns." ”

[Barrage]: Strange and cute.

[Barrage]: In other live broadcast rooms, you have to die. Xiu'er's live broadcast room, laughing to death.

[Barrage]: I decided to be a fan of Xiu'er, and the names of the fan group have been chosen, Xiu Tea.

[Barrage]: Good name, we are all show teases.

[Barrage]: ......

It's hard to form a group just by looking at the name.

Xiu Xiu didn't watch the barrage, if he did, he might have two more tic-tac-toe characters on his forehead, and he was so angry that his green muscles appeared.

"I ask, you answer, right or wrong, I will judge." The authoritarian words did not disgust the patients, and they listened carefully one by one.

Xiu Xiu said: "What is the gate password?" It's only ten seconds, and if you don't know it, you can move on to the next question. ”

"It's been a long time since we've been out of the gate, is there a code for the gate?"

"Is there a gate here?"

"I don't know."

The patients looked at the steamed buns and didn't give them out, and the patient with chest muscles took the initiative to say, "I know where the password is." ”

The other patients were like, "Really, you know? ”

"Do you know why you don't tell us that we're not good friends?"

Seeing that she was going to quarrel, Xiu Xiu patted the table, "Say yes, I will give steamed buns if I answer to me, and valuable answers are okay, you can't fool me at will." ”

"The password is in the dean's office, and he likes to write down everything in a small notebook. ”

Xiu: "How do you know?" ”

Chest pad: "That's the second question. ”

Good guy, you can play with words, it's really hard.

"If you don't say why, how do I know if what you say is worthwhile." Xiu Xiu fought the basis of reason and resolutely refused to give in.