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Chapter 602: Death Invitation


The new young man was very timid, and I could clearly see that his calves and shoulders were shaking.Flashlights flickered in the hall, and the young man was in a state of high tension.He paused for a moment with every step, very cautious, but this caution was only relative to ordinary people, and in my eyes his performance was full of holes.If I want, I can easily approach him and launch a surprise attack."

He's not supposed to be a show anchor either."

I don't understand why these people who have nothing to do with the show games are gathering here, tonight's live stream is getting more and more confusing.The young man did not find what he was looking for on the first floor, he walked towards the second floor with a flashlight, and the writer and I were hiding at the corner of the stairs, no more than five meters apart, but even so, the "cautious" young man was still unaware of me and the writer.There was a tap on the shoulder, and the writer stretched out his hand to me: "You go out and talk to him, I look different from ordinary people, I'm afraid of scaring him." ”"You're considerate."

The two sides were getting closer and closer, and in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I slowly walked out of the hiding place and whispered to the young man, "Stop!

The hospital is heavy, and idlers are not allowed to enter. ”A figure suddenly flashed in the corridor where no one was there, and the young man was completely unprepared, so he threw the flashlight directly and shouted.The light flickered a few times in the dark building, and then stopped at my feet, and the young man frantically tried to get his flashlight, but he did not dare to approach, and he took several steps back, his back against the wall, his chest heaving, panting, and it took a while to calm down."

Don't get excited, we have no ill will."

I didn't speak loudly and deliberately slowed down my speech.But even so, it still scared the young man enough."

Don't come here!"

He leaned against the wall, dragged it two or three times before taking off the backpack, unzipped it in a panic, took out a fruit knife from it, and waved it a few times in his hand.This clumsy gesture made me let my guard down, and I raised my hands to signal that there was nothing in his hands: "Put down the knife, be careful of hurting yourself." ”I picked up the flashlight and walked slowly towards the young man, his muscles tense, clutching the fruit knife, his pupils beating with my steps."

Take it, don't throw it away."

I handed the elevator to the young man, who didn't dare to look me in the face until this time."

Y-You're not a ghost, are you?""

Remove that bar, how can I be a ghost?

You see, I still have a shadow. ”I try to be as kind as I can.The young man didn't dare to take the flashlight, keeping a certain distance from me, and even I suspect that if he hadn't driven himself into a corner, he would have run away at this time."

You're really not a ghost?

So why are you here at night?

And wearing such a terrifying mask?

”His voice was trembling, as if he felt like I was lying to him.I reached out and touched my face, the mask of good and evil Shura has been worn for a long time, and I have become accustomed to it, and I almost forgot that I am still wearing the mask."

I'm a soul anchor, and this mask is the effect of the show."

I told the young man what I had told the writer again, and he was so suspicious that I was about to wear out my lips before he believed it."

I see."

He took the flashlight from my hand with a look of sudden realization, but did not put away the fruit knife: "I thought you were coerced like me." ”"Coercion?"

The writer hiding behind me came out of the darkness: "Who will coerce you into this hellish place?

I can't make up nonsense. ”"Who is this?"

When the young man saw the writer, he couldn't help but clench the fruit knife, and from his point of view, the writer's appearance was indeed a little scary.I coughed twice and introduced: "This is the first person in the famous horror and suspense novel - the corpse and human face." ”"Corpse and human face......"

The young man read it a few times and shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, I'm sorry, I don't read horror novels, I'm very timid, and I hate those things." ”"Haven't you read the diary of killing your wife?

You've heard people around you talk about it, right?

”The writer completely substituted himself into the identity of Wang Shi, if it wasn't for the real Wang Shi, I would definitely be deceived by his superb acting skills."

No, don't get too close to me."

The young man frowned at me and the writer with an ugly face, and suddenly pointed his knife at me, and without warning, he said, "Take off your mask and let me see your face!"

”"Take off the mask?

Didn't I tell you, it's all the effect of the show. ”In order to win the trust of the young people, I took off my mask casually, but to my surprise, the kid took his phone out of his pocket and pressed the shutter on me and the writer."

I've taken a picture of the two of you looking, don't try to do anything to me, if something happens to me, my friend will immediately take the photo to the police!"

He was holding his mobile phone and was very imposing.The blood red in my eyes flashed away, but my mouth said indifferently: "You are paranoia of victimization, right?"

”"Boy, I warn you, don't send out the photos randomly, the writer has to keep it secretive, and if you don't want to go to court, it's better to be honest."

Unlike me, the writer directly threatened, but the young man didn't care: "If I can survive tonight, the photo will be deleted, but if something happens tonight, don't think about it!"

”There is a hint of hostility in the young man's words, and this hostility is not directed at anyone, but because he is too nervous and scared in his heart, which leads to too much pressure, he will resist everyone.The atmosphere was a little wrong, I was afraid that the young man's shouting just now would attract other people, so I beckoned to the two of them: "Let's go to the ward first, it's not safe outside, and there are still hidden people in the hospital." ”When it came to their own safety, the writer and the young man stopped arguing and followed me back to the first room on the second floor.Close the door, turn on the emergency lights, and cover the lights with a towel.The three of us stood in three directions of the room, distrustful of each other."

There is still a long time before dawn, and we may encounter any danger here, and cooperation is good for everyone.""

I agree."

The writer and I were on the same side, and the young man thought for a while, then silently put away the fruit knife: "I agree too." ”I took a closer look at the young man by the light in the room, he was about twenty years old, and he looked like he was in college, but he was in a terrible state of mind, his hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot.What kind of stimulation does this kid seem to have had before he came here?

I retracted my gaze and put on my mask again, and then I spoke: "My name is Xia Chi, you can call him a writer, you know the reason why the two of us are here, since it is a cooperation, is it time to tell me why you are here?"

”The young man hesitated for a minute or two before he made up his mind to speak: "My name is Chen Mo, and I am a student of Jiangcheng Medical College. ”"Jiangcheng Medical College?"

I was stunned, my sixth live broadcast was held there, and I also received a heavenly doctor: "That school doesn't give me a good feeling." ”The young man ignored me, and the memories just now seemed to deepen his fear, he unconsciously grabbed his hair, and his voice was hoarse: "The specific reason why I came here is from two days ago, an old professor in our department fell ill in class, and my roommate and I carried him out of the dissection room, and it was nothing.But after returning to the dormitory, the roommate mysteriously took out a note, saying that it had fallen out of the old professor's pocket, like a prank by a student.I was curious, so I read the note with him. ”After the young man finished speaking, he took out a crumpled light yellow note from the compartment of his backpack: "Do you want to see it?"

I declare in advance that this is a curse. ”The paper is yellowed and there are moldy spots on it, which seems to be something from a long time ago.The writer and I glanced at each other, and we both leaned over, only to see that the slip of paper was crooked, and a few ugly Chinese characters were written like ghost drawings."

Your life is running out, now go to the western suburbs of Jiangcheng and the junction of Xinhu City, there is an abandoned hospital called Jianghu Cancer Research Institute, I need you to help me go to the central operating room on the seventh floor of the diagnosis and treatment building and the morgue on the ground floor of the third ward to take out my death certificate and birth certificate, if I don't go, I will bear the consequences."