Indeed, the "leader" is a ghost!
The blood mist I spat out completely dissolved in the gray fog, and there was a scorching sensation in my palm, and the white silk slightly trembled.
The gray fog did not start to gather immediately.
This means that this ghost's level is not high.
In comparison, if his level is high enough, such as the blood and hatred ghost in Qi Village, he will soon start to gather souls, and I would not have been able to handle it so quickly and efficiently.
This ghost must definitely have some unique method of murder?
Who knows, who the previous victim was.
I scanned the room again, then pushed the door and quickly walked out.
The second-floor hallway was especially quiet.
There was no sound, and there were no signs of any ghosts.
The night watch ghost had probably returned to the first floor.
If I leave the staff dormitory immediately, I should no longer provoke him to appear.
However, I want to visit Wei Youming's room.
There has been no sound from the building, and I don't know what has happened to the others who have entered.
If I can find something in Wei Youming's room, it would definitely be helpful for this trip!
Previously, "Leader" said that there was a blood-transforming zombie demon on the third floor.
This thing cannot be believed completely.
After calming my thoughts, I quickly went up to the third floor.
There were patches of white powder on the steps, which were the dried-off paint on the stairway walls.
Until we reached the stairway exit, the doors on both sides of the hallway were less numerous, and each side had four rooms in relative order.
The first room on the left had a sign that read "Deputy Dean," and further down at the end was the room for the Dean.
My heartbeat has sped up quite a bit.
It took me just a couple of seconds to walk past the first door on the left.
At that moment, as soon as I passed by, I could smell a faint smell of corpse from my nostrils, which made me feel a bit scared.
The next second, I stopped in front of the dean's room. I quickly took out a copper key and opened the old-fashioned lock in just a few seconds!
After entering, I quickly closed the door and, without stopping, took out two talismans to paste over the lock.
Later, I took out a copper coin and placed it on the ground.
A soft "phew" sound, the copper coin stood upright.
The smell of corruption indicates that there is a body, and I use the copper coins for controlling evil spirits to block the door.
If a blood-transforming zombie demon really does come, it can hold back the time a bit.
My eyes quickly scanned the room, first landing on the window.
If the zombie demon is agitated later, I won't be able to leave directly through the door, so I'll have to imitate the leader ghost as before and climb out of the window.
After that, I quickly scanned the room again. Everything I saw was unfamiliar to me.
According to the memories I have perceived.
Wei Youming's room should have four walls painted white, a bed in the middle, a desk beside the bed, and a large mirror opposite the foot of the bed.
However, what I see is completely different from that.
The wooden bed is against the inner wall, and there is a triangular wooden rack near the window, with several washbasins on it, and towels hung above it.
It's been too long; the towels have become dry and withered, turning into chunks.
At the foot of the bed, there is a simple small wardrobe, with just a thin single-person mirror.
The room is very empty and dirty.
A thick layer of dust covers the floor, and the single-person mirror is extremely blurred.
There are no ghosts here.
Wei Youming has not been back for a very long time.
Old Gong's head poked out of the night pot, twisting around as if he had inhaled some dust, and he started to cough, hawking.
My eyelids twitched uncontrollably, but I didn't dare to shout at Lao Gong, so I just glared at him.
Lao Gong quickly shut his mouth.
I leaned in and listened quietly for any sounds outside the room, and after a few minutes, when there was still no noise, I let out a slight sigh of relief.
Lao Gong's eyeballs were spinning wildly, as if he was examining the situation in the room.
I walked to the front of the desk. There was a book on the table.
Picking up the book, I brushed off the dust.
Looking at the page, there were a few lines of penmanship that were simple but elegant and sturdy.
“2000.5.05.Sunny”
“Lao Liu said I'm sick, very seriously, and I need to be admitted to the intensive care unit.”
"How could I possibly be sick?"
“There have been some trouble in the hospital recently, it's very complicated.”
"But patients often don't think they're sick. What if I really am sick?”
"In order to reassure everyone, I will stay in the hospital for a few days."
I took a breath, slightly hasty.
Wei Youming's diary?
He is sick?
Going forward, the diary was completely blank, and going backward, it was just some work notes.
“2000.5.03. Cloudy.”
“The forensic captain Xue Fang found me again and asked me about many missing patients and their feelings.”
"I was very anxious because I had trouble giving an account for the missing patients, and his visit resulted in two more nurses resigning. The hospital already had a shortage of staff, and we couldn't afford to lose anyone else."
"I need to have a good talk with them."
...
"2000.4.29."
"On this day, another patient went missing. He had severe schizophrenia and delusional personality disorder."
"I suspect that there may be some kind of passage in the hospital that allows them to escape. This is terrifying, and I need to figure things out as soon as possible."
...
The speed at which I turned the pages is faster, and the reading is also faster.
The diary that recorded the disappearance of patients continued for about twenty articles.
Before that, it was normal daily records, such as which patients were admitted to the hospital today, what meals the kitchen prepared, and which families of patients he went to comfort.
It can be seen that Wei Youming is an extremely gentle, disciplined, and responsible elderly person.
But now, he is a prisoner of the 28th Hell...
What could have driven him to become such a cruel and evil ghost?
Chen Jun said that the old forensic investigation found that Wei Youming injected patients with drugs at night and committed murders.
The police wanted to pursue Wei Youming, but Wei Youming committed suicide.
Just hearing Tang Su's investigation content, we had doubts about Chen Jun.
Basically, we have negated everything he said.
Now it seems that the facts are somewhat in line with what Chen Jun said?
He mentions the "old forensic" should be Wei Youming's forensic captain Xue Fang.
My brows were furrowed, and my face was cloudy and uncertain.
Dealing with a mix of true and false statements is the most unsettling to one's mental state!
Clearly, what Chen Jun said is a mixture of true and false information.
I started to analyze seriously, figuring out where the true information might be and where the false information could be.
After a while, I concluded that the probability of the truth in everything related to the hospital was the highest.
While Wei Youming's son has already died, everything about him is fabricated!
I took a deep breath and then flipped to the last page with actual records.
The words "Intensive Care Unit" stood out and magnified before my eyes.
My eyelids suddenly twitched uncontrollably.
I think... I may know where Wei Youming is.
Holding the book, I looked at Lao Gong again. His eyes were wide with surprise, and he closed his mouth quickly, glancing at the book before shaking his head vigorously.
It just occurred to me that Lao Gong thought I wanted him to eat this diary.
I glanced at the desk again. There were no small items on the table.
I searched the bed and the wardrobe, finding that the smallest item was a tie.
I threw it casually towards the night pot, and Lao Gong quickly bit it and swallowed it whole.
