Do Not Laugh! This is a Horror Movie

When the nurse walked out of the operating room, the two eavesdropping outside were long gone.

She looked around, finally carrying a knife, and chasing the stairs leading to the fourth floor.

The stairs on the fourth floor are still stacked with iron shelves that block the way. Even small movements can easily make a harsh sound.

Therefore, Fu Lanyu and Qiao Yunzheng simply gave up the idea of ​​clearing the obstacles. They moved agile in tandem and climbed directly along the railing.

When he turned over from the last section of the railing, Qiao Yunzheng took Fu Lanyu a step faster, and he turned and landed, naturally reaching out to her.

Fu Lanyu also subconsciously put his hand over the ghost, and immediately felt his fingers tighten and his hand was already held by him.

"..."

The two of them held hands inexplicably like this, and walked forward quickly, clinging to the wall.

The corridor on the fourth floor looks no different from the third floor, but if you look closely at that little light, you will find that the door of every room here is splashed with blood.

Qiao Yunzheng tried the doors, each one was locked, and none of them could be opened.

The nurse's footsteps were very quiet, but Fu Lanyu could still hear him, and he was sure that he was getting closer.

"You said the two of us are killing her now, can we kill her?"

Generally speaking, to kill the monster boss in the game world, you have to find some specific props or trigger some special conditions.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Lanyu's voice fell, he heard a slight noise, and the door next to him was unscrewed by Qiao Yunzheng.

Qiao Yunzheng said: "There is still a door left. It seems that there is no need to kill it for the time being."

"……Um."

The two quickly stepped into the room, locked the door again, and then fumbled into the depths of the room in the darkness.

This room seems to be a utility room, small in size, but there are a lot of stuff, and it is rancid, and it makes people feel dizzy.

Fu Lanyu's senses are extremely keen in all aspects. It is conceivable that the better the sense of smell, the more she wants to die.

She took her hand out of Qiao Yunzheng's palm and covered her nose.

Although she couldn't see Qiao Yunzheng's expression, she could still feel it, and he smiled.

...Bad son, what can be gloating about?

Outside the door, the nurse's footsteps stopped without warning.

The other party was obviously hovering at the door, hovering for a while, and then started knocking on the door again.

Tuk Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk Tuk.

In the silent night, the sound became more and more permeating.

The so-called midnight ghost knocking on the door is roughly this feeling.

Of course the two of them couldn't respond, both held their breath and kept silent for 120,000 minutes.

The nurse knocked for five minutes, finally let go of this door, and knocked on other doors instead.

Tuk Tuk Tuk, Tuk Tuk Tuk.

She was very patient and knocked one at a time. There is no doubt that if she went out now, there would be two results.

Either she had her head chopped off with a machete every minute, or she was pushed back to the operating room in a wheelchair, peeled off to see if it matched her husband's face.

Qiao Yunzheng laughed in a low voice: "I think she will stay this night. We don't plan to go back tonight."

Fu Lanyu agreed.

The two sat on the ground, leaning on the shabby tables and chairs piled up behind them, quietly listening to the nurse knocking on the door outside.

The rhythm of this knock on the door has a hypnotic effect even after hearing it for a long time.

However, Fu Lanyu couldn't sleep. She seemed to be in a cesspool swamp. It was weird to be able to fall asleep.

"You start," she said, "save me throwing up on you later."

Qiao Yunzheng smiled and said, "Then you have to do the laundry."

"You are wearing the hospital gown here, what do you wash?"

"Sister Lan, you are evading responsibility. This is not the attitude you should have towards your colleagues."

"You have the time to talk about sorrows. Why don't you find out where the smell is coming from? I'm so tired of it."

"Actually." He replied slowly, "I have found it."

"……Oh?"

Qiao Yunzheng leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice: "There is an iron bucket at the diagonally opposite corner of the two of us. I just touched it. I'm afraid you will be sick, so I didn't tell you."

Fu Lanyu seriously thought about his words: "So what did you touch?"

After speaking, she paused and added: "Forget it, I will touch it myself."

Only by doing everything personally can we understand more thoroughly.

She squatted on the ground, cautiously moved a few steps forward, and touched in the direction Qiao Yunzheng indicated. As expected, there was a rusty iron bucket.

The closer you get to the iron bucket, the more it hits your head.

She covered her nose with her left hand, and reached in with her right hand to probe.

"..."

It was soft, slippery, and had a touch of Q bullet. Even if it was invisible, with her rich life and diet experience, she almost guessed it.

Why do you want to talk about dietary experience?

...Because this is a bucket full of internal organs soaked in blood.

And 80% are the internal organs of the slain player, the kind that didn't take long after they were taken out.

She quickly retracted her hand and exhaled in a bad mood.

"Co-authored this black hospital, not only the plastic surgery technology is the scene of the car accident, but also the sideline reselling of human organs."

"More than this bucket." Qiao Yunzheng whispered in her ear, "There is still a bucket by the corner over there."

He didn't know where to find a piece of torn clothes, like a doctor's white coat, and quickly wiped away the dirty blood on her hand.

Then he covered the white lab coat on the iron barrel, which somehow obscured the smell.

"I really should take Jing He a look to see if he will be eager to try the braised cooking in the cafeteria."

Fu Lanyu let out an "um" and suddenly said, "The nurse hasn't left yet."

At this time, the nurse with a snake face was still carrying a knife, knocking on the door in the corridor on the fourth floor while patrolling, going back and forth, very regularly.

"She loves to walk," Qiao Yunzheng said, "If you are sleepy, squint for a while, and I will stare for you."

Fu Lanyu subconsciously asked, "Can you stare at it yourself?"

Qiao Yunzheng took out the pendant between his neck and flicked it casually, and suddenly saw the light blue light escape, reflecting his gentle and handsome eyebrows.

He approached her meaningfully: "Sister Lan, I know you're amazing, but I'm also getting platinum anyway. Are you questioning me about the Silver Bureau's vigil mission?"

"..." Fu Lanyu was expressionless, "Okay, you are the best, then you stare at it, good night."

She hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face in her arms, tried to isolate the unpleasant smell, and began to remind herself.

Qiao Yunzheng stretched out his hand, and patted her on the back once and again, like a child.

Fu Lanyu originally thought his behavior was naive, but he didn't expect it to be quite effective. She was beaten by him like a sleeping pill, and even slept faster than usual.

Why, would it be more practical to have a platinum **** watching the night by his side?

The Snake Jinglian nurse patrolled the fourth floor for several hours, without rest, until dawn, there was no movement.

Coincidentally, Fu Lanyu also woke up at this time.

She doesn't need to wake up when sleeping, she wakes up quickly as long as she opens her eyes.

So when she raised her head soberly, she was meeting another pair of equally sober eyes.

Qiao Yunzheng lowered his eyes and greeted with a smile: "Good morning, Sister Lan."

"..."

After realizing, Fu Lanyu realized that he actually slept on him. When did it happen?

She straightened up abruptly, changing the subject quickly: "...has the nurse gone?"

"Let's go." Qiao Yunzheng nodded, "I think we can take the opportunity to sneak back, lest she comes here to get the viscera for braised cooking, and we will run into her head-on."

To say that the nurses are also weirdly busy, supporting the haunted construction of the entire hospital with their own efforts. She is the murderer, she is the beheading, her is the tearing face, she is the guts, and the stew is she...

Fu Lanyu glanced at it and saw that besides the internal organs covered by the white coat, there was a bucket not far away from the corner of the wall. The wall of the bucket was stained with dried blood.

She raised her hand and slapped in front of her, turned calmly, and gently pushed open the locked door of the room.

The corridor on the fourth floor was quiet, and the nurse had long since disappeared.

The two of them walked out of the room, went around the stairs at the fastest speed, and slid down the railing like a slide, avoiding collision with the iron shelf blocking the way.

This time Qiao Yunzheng still landed in front of him. He turned around and stretched out his hand to catch Fu Lanyu.

Fu Lanyu couldn't brake in time, and suddenly ran into him full of emotions.

"...Are you all bored?"

"Occasionally I get bored." He smiled, "Did you see the room at the end of the fourth floor? It's written on it."

Of all the rooms on the fourth floor, only one has written words.

Fu Lanyu said: "I saw it, the morgue."

There is no doubt that there are secrets hidden there, maybe there are important clues to kill the nurse.

Have to find a chance to go again.

Five minutes later, the two of them returned to the ward lightly. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Jing He sitting there with two big dark circles under his eyes, very sad.

"Brother Yunlan, I thought you two were glorious."

"Does it sound more interesting to die in the Silver Bureau?" Fu Lanyu lay down on the bed, "It's just that something happened and it was delayed, so I had to spend the night with two barrels of internal organs."

She spoke lightly, but Jing He was frightened.

"So what happened?"

Fu Lanyu: "To put it briefly, it is our foolish patient who was pushed to the operating room by the nurse last night and was stabbed to death."

Qiao Yunzheng: "Even the skin is torn off."

Jing He felt excited and couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his face.

Fu Lanyu: "We squatted at the door and watched the whole process, and then we met someone making a trick and deliberately made a noise to lead the nurse out."

Qiao Yunzheng: "So we both hid in a room on the fourth floor. I'll watch the night, and your sister Lan will make up for sleep."

Fu Lanyu gave him a white look.

Jing He was shocked: "Who is it? Who dared to go out in the middle of the night to make insidious tricks? Didn't they take the medicine?"

"It's not the first time everyone has participated in the game. After knowing that there is a problem with the medicine, who will drink it?"

Not only did they not drink, but they also went out to engage in trouble and kill them.

Jing He was stunned for a while, and was so angry that he slapped his thigh: "This is simply breaking the ground on Tai Sui's head, I don't want to live anymore!"

Fu Lanyu saw it very openly: "It's completely normal. After all, this is a survival game. If you kill others first, you will have a greater chance of winning."

Qiao Yunzheng calmly added: "What's more, we both became robbers during the day. It was too eye-catching. Someone wanted to get rid of us first, and it was reasonable."

"Then... do you know who it is?"

Qiao Yunzheng thoughtfully: "I'm not sure for the time being, Miss Lan, have you seen it?"

Fu Lanyu said, "I didn't see it, but I heard it."

"Um?"

"The non-mainstream person with dyed red hair in the four-person ward, her metal earrings are double-layered and very large, and they clink as they walk-I heard the same movement last night."

"Isn't it Sister Lan?" Jing He was surprised, "You can hear everything?"

"It's not that I can hear everything, but the movements that you don't usually notice, I will be more sensitive."

"It seems that the people in that ward had enemies with you yesterday."

Qiao Yunzheng casually summarized: "If this is the case, then we must quickly get rid of it."

"...Brother, how did you say the word ‘remove’ so easily and happily?"

"It's not important. When you come back to the cafeteria for breakfast later, it is more important for your sister Lan and I to make up for our sleep."

"Oh……"

Fu Lanyu again said with a heartfelt warning: "Don't eat stewed, we saw the raw materials last night."

"..."

Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be a big problem to go to the cafeteria to get two steamed buns this morning.

However, Jinghe is Jinghe after all, and there is no problem to create problems.

At 8:30, when he came back, he reported the situation to the two brothers and sisters lying on the bed.

"Except for our patients, another man died in the double ward on the other side of the corridor, with his head on the bedside and his mouth open."

Fu Lanyu closed his eyes and replied: "Well, I guess the NPC who asked me yesterday also asked him. He didn't praise people for their beauty."

This topic seems to be over.

...If nothing goes wrong.

Qiao Yunzheng took the steamed bun from Jing He, and glanced down inadvertently.

His eyes froze suddenly.

On the outside of Jing He's large pockets of the hospital gown, there was a small breach, as if it had been scratched by some sharp weapon, and silver light appeared.

He stretched out his hand, met Jing He's confused gaze, and took out a blood-rusted scalpel from the other's pocket.

It is the same handle as the one that cut the young man's face last night.