When I woke up from a coma, the eighth cell was just a wall away from me.
But by mistake, I explored the aqueduct upstream, only to ignore the last one.
After reading the information on the computer, I was uneasy.
The changes in the Hate Mountain Psychiatric Hospital all happened after the relocation, the murder film, the use of living people as experiments, and various test records show that something terrible must have happened on the first day of January.
This truth that has been hidden by time may be the reason why the underworld show let me come here to broadcast live, Hate Mountain Mental Hospital is too special compared to the previous live broadcasts, I haven't encountered ghosts and demons so far, but I have seen a madman who is uglier than evil ghosts and terrible.
"If you want to really solve the puzzle, I'm afraid you have to go back to the beginning."
I clenched the scalpel tightly, and the scenes from the murder film were vivid, and these madmen had to be punished as they deserved.
I tied Han Le and the short-haired woman together with a wire, and took Jiang Fei and Song Xiaofeng downstairs to the hall, where the upside-down Jesus was stained red by the blood of a pregnant woman, and the Bible was spread out, and there was still the vicious curse on it: "You must die!"
” The lights in the hall were on and off, and when I looked up, there was no one on either the third or second floors.
"Gao Jian."
My arm was tightly grasped by Jiang Fei, half of her body was leaning on my shoulder, there was no complicated feeling, this was not even the effect of the marriage red rope, it was just because of the simple fear in her heart.
"Don't be afraid, I said I would take you out."
The wound on my palm was bleeding blood, and as time went on, my condition deteriorated.
"Speed up, it's hard for me to fight those crazy people head-on right now."
Entering the underground cell, Song Xiaofeng's mother was still lying on the ground, she didn't seem to have seen so many people in a long time, and every time we passed her, she would look at us with wide eyes.
"Follow me."
I took Jiang Fei and Song Xiaofeng to the room where I was imprisoned at the beginning, closed the door, and wrapped the lock around it with chains.
"You and Song Xiaofeng are waiting in this cell, I'm going to go next door to have a look."
Taking off my coat, I said uneasily: "Pay attention to the drain and the door, the other party is likely to touch in from these two places, I will leave the phone for you to illuminate, but you must never look at the things on it, understand?"
” "Well, you have to be careful!"
Jiang Fei reluctantly let go of his hands, took the mobile phone of the underworld show, and stood by the canal with a knife.
I tore down the iron fence and plunged into the foul-smelling drain again, not knowing what to expect in the eighth room, I was cautious and held the scalpel behind my back.
The murky water rippled, and a few fat rats fled in a hurry, and when I crawled out of the canal, my nose, which I thought was numb, was hit again.
"It's so pungent!"
There was an indescribable smell in the last cell, so much so that I couldn't open my eyes.
Holding his hand against the wall, his fingertips felt slippery, and when he turned his head, he saw that the wall was covered with thick moss and bright red blood.
I rose from the aqueduct, and the eighth cell was laid out in the same layout as the other rooms, except that a large wooden cross was attached to the wall opposite the door.
The cross was placed upside down, just like the upside-down statue of Jesus in the hall, and there was a man nailed to this cross!
Fifteen-centimeter steel nails pierced the man's wrist and nailed him firmly to the wooden cross.
The image in front of me made me a little incredulous, and I stood in the canal for a long time before I dared to approach.
"The chest heaved slightly, there was breathing, and the man was still alive."
When I looked closer, the crucified man was unkempt, his long hair almost obscuring his face, and I guess I wouldn't have been able to tell his gender if it weren't for the bulging Adam's apple.
The man's clothes were in tatters, and when I turned them over, I found that they were not worn naturally, but had been whipped and torn.
His skin was full of unhealed wounds, and it was difficult to find a good piece of flesh on his body.
"Why is this person being targeted so much?
What exactly did he do wrong?
I brushed the man's hair away, and a pair of vicissitudes of life were firmly watching me.
I was taken aback, but quickly calmed down: "I'm here to save you, can you understand what I'm saying?"
” The man and I looked at each other for a long time, and said three words on his chapped lips: "Who are you?"
” His voice was very weak, hoarse, and uncomfortable to sound.
"My name is Gao Jian, and I was kidnapped and brought in."
He nodded, and was silent for a long time before he said, "My voice has been hoarsely hoarseled with chemicals, and I can't speak loudly, can you get closer to me?"
” I held the knife in my backhand and leaned my ear closer, but as soon as I got closer, the man craned his neck and bit me in the face!
"Look for death!"
Dodged sideways and smashed a punch into his stomach.
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The man bowed his head in pain, because his hands were crucified, so a slight movement would make the wound bleed.
I took a step back and looked coldly: "I'll ask you a few questions, and answer honestly, if I can escape, I will definitely come back with the police to save you." ” "Get out?
Don't dream, as long as you are locked in, there is only one end for you.
He tilted his head, and his chapped lips burst into tiny bloody cuts: "That's death!"
” The man was extremely uncooperative and didn't believe I could escape.
"You just have to answer my question, if I can escape, won't you be able to get rid of it?
It's a great deal for you.
"When I look at a man's face, it always feels familiar.
"Is it a good deal?
I don't think it's better for everyone to go to hell together, if there is hell in this world.
He lowered his head, just a few words seemed to consume all his strength, he was really too weak.
I still want to say something, at this time, a few bubbles came out of the canal, and Song Xiaofeng took a scalpel out of the water and ran to this room: "Yes, someone is coming!"
” The boy still remembers what I told him, and when someone came in, he hurried from the drain to the other room.
"How many people?
No, let Jiang Fei come over too!
"I was about to take a look at the situation in the next room, when Song Xiaofeng, who had been stupid and stupid, suddenly screamed.
"What's wrong with you?"
The little one snorted and gasped, lifted the scalpel and stuck his teeth out of his lips, the expression on his face was hideous and angry, it was the first time I had seen such a terrible expression on the face of such a young child.
"Song Xiaofeng, don't scare me, give me the knife!"
The boy didn't listen to me at all, he rushed at the man on the cross with a knife like a wounded young beast!
"Give me the knife!"
After all, he was a child, and he didn't have much strength, and I snatched the knife from his hand, but he still rushed to the man, digging with his hands and biting with his teeth, eager to tear the man in front of him to pieces.
"What madness!
Stop it!
"I yelled and tried to pull the boy aside, but was stopped by the man.
His voice was hoarse and deep, with an extremely mixed emotion: "Don't stop him, it's all my fault." ” I noticed the man's strange tone: "What do you mean?
” The man raised his head and stared at me with his eyes full of vicissitudes: "If I tell you everything and help you escape, can you promise me one thing?"
” "Shall I take you with me?
You are handicapped and have limited mobility, and I dare not give you 100% guarantees. ” The man shook his head and said in an incomprehensible tone, "I will tell you everything, and when you are satisfied, return the knife to this child, and let him kill me with his own hands." ” "What?!"
What kind of request is this, I stared at the face behind the long hair, and suddenly exclaimed, "It turned out to be you!"
” I wiped the blood off his face, this person was Song Xiaofeng's father, the demon who killed his own child with his own hands!
"Looks like you already know something about me, well, while I'm not completely out of breath."
He raised his head and slowly opened his chapped lips, "Let me tell you all the truth." ” "I've seen a lot of crimes caused by psychological defects, but this is the first time I've seen a person as crazy as you."
I pulled Song Xiaofeng aside, clenched the scalpel, and looked at the man crucified.
He took a deep breath, and a hoarse voice sounded in the cell: "My name is Song Wenxuan, I used to be a good husband, a good father, and a top psychologist in the country......"