Weird Talk Asylum Center

"You're crazy!?"

With a flash of yellow light, Li Hui turned on the flash gold charge and rushed over, hiding behind Wang Jin.

"Don't worry, it's alright."

Wang Jin smiled with a gentle tone.

"Come on, open your hands a little, and it will pass as soon as you close your eyes."

Li Hui was stunned for a moment, then snorted, and gently put her arms around Wang Jin's waist, her face flushed.

"Well, what about him..."

Wang Jin pointed at the shivering male corpse with an awkward smile, and then put his hand on the male corpse's shoulder.

"The closer you are, the stronger you will be, you can do it!"

Wang Jin's tone was full of encouragement.

"Wang Jin, I'll go to you..."

"boom!"

Li Hui opened her mouth to say something, but her voice was covered by the sound of the grenade exploding.

In the next second, the corpses of the two were violently blown away by the blast.

"Boom!"

The smoke and dust scattered, and a hole was blown into the wall by the grenade, but the movement of the wall still did not stop.

"Get up for me!"

Li Hui sat up suddenly after taking a breath, and then grabbed Wang Jin's hair.

"Is this also in your calculation?"

"Sorry, you want to stand behind me."

Wang Jin scratched his head and got up from Li Hui.

The body of the male corpse had a ridiculously high defensive power after being touched, even the bullets strengthened by the demon blunderbuss could not penetrate, and it was more than enough to block the shrapnel.

The air waves brought by the grenade are not dangerous because of the rotten flesh on the wall as a buffer.

After being hit, Wang Jin took the male corpse back into the Eye of the Ancient God to prevent such a large male corpse from hitting him.

As for Li Huike, she was not so lucky. She only thought of the initial impact, but did not expect the subsequent impact, so she took the initiative to hide behind Wang Jin and acted as a meat pad for him.

"Humph!"

Li Hui stretched out her hand and twisted Wang Jin's waist violently, causing Wang Jin to groan in pain, and then walked out of the room through the hole that was blown out.

"Li Hui, Li Hui, are you stupid? How could you be fooled by him twice so easily?"

Not far from the hole, Li Hui was touching her flushed face and talking to herself.

"No, no, no, I can't do it again and again, I can't go on like this!"

"Maybe we should have a meal with him after we go out and have a good chat?"

Li Hui was caught in a tangle.

"Hiss—it really hurts."

Wang Jin rubbed the place where Li Hui pinched, and then hid beside the hole, waiting for the clues from this room to be squeezed out.

"It's not right, it's not right."

Wang Jin stroked his chin, thinking about Li Hui's every move.

"It's like this when I called the mirror ghost from the haunted house. It feels weird. Could it be that I was possessed by some dirty thing?"

"It shouldn't be, it's impossible for me not to see it."

"Then does she have any opinion on me?"

"Do you want to fight with her after you go out?"

Wang Jin was lost in thought.

After a while.

"Haha, ahhahahaha, here comes the clue!"

Wang Jin held the key that fell out of the carrion and shouted happily.

"Wang Jin."

Li Hui came over with a complicated expression, as if she was shy and excited.

"Can you meet me again when you have time?"

"Huh? Good."

Wang Jin smiled and nodded.

"Great! He promised to eat with me!"

"Damn it, she really wanted to fight because she saw that I was upset."

Neither of them expressed their thoughts, and a strange smell rose and rose in the air.

"Cough-cough-"

Wang Jin coughed twice violently.

"No, the smell of disinfectant is getting stronger and stronger. Let's solve it quickly and go to the next scene. We'll talk about it after we go out."

"it is good."

Li Hui nodded obediently, as if she wasn't the one who almost crushed Wang Jinshen just now.

Wang Jin looked at the key. The Arabic numeral "2" was written on the metal key. If nothing else, it should be the key of Ward No. [-].

The layout of this hospital is very strange. The opposite of Ward No. [-] is not Ward No. [-], but a wall.

In other words, the place on the other side that should have been a ward is now sealed off with cement, making it impossible to get in.

Going forward, this perverted "S" shaped corridor basically encountered a corner where the view was blocked every few steps, so Wang Jin walked very slowly.

Every time he turned his head, Wang Jin was very cautious, for fear of colliding with something.

"Ah Zi, I need a weapon."

Wang Jin said softly, and a moment later, he grabbed a knife wrapped in black mist.

This is the fruit knife nailed to Xiaopang's body. It is very sharp, and because it has been polluted, it is also strong enough.

Other than that the grip is a bit damaged and uncomfortable to use, there are no other downsides.

However, it was also the weapon used to kill Ah Zi, so Wang Jin did not take the initiative to ask for this knife.

But Ah Zi still handed it to Wang Jin, and even wrapped a red cloth strip from who knows where it came from around the handle of the knife, as if she was afraid that Wang Jin would scratch her palm.

"you..."

Wang Jin was silent, the little girl's actions could always break his defense inadvertently.

"Thank you."

Looking at Ah Zi who was smiling inside the hut, Wang Jin nodded slightly.

As the saying goes, the gun is fast beyond seven steps, and the gun is accurate and fast within seven steps. In fact, Wang Jin still likes the demon gun Colt.

It's a pity that it doesn't have unlimited bullets like a shotgun, Wang Jin still has to save it.

According to the distance between each ward, there are about five wards on the first floor.

No matter how slow Wang Jin walked, Ward No. [-] would still appear.

As expected, the metal door of Ward No. [-] was tightly locked and could not be opened without a key.

Opening the door with the key from Room [-], Wang Jin held a knife and scanned the room with a flashlight at the door.

To Wang Jin's relief, the ward was very clean, and there was no strange smell except for the smell of disinfectant.

The room was small, and there were no bloodstains or bandages. There was a hospital bed in the corner, and the bedside table was full of medicine bottles.

Other than that, there is nothing superfluous in this room, just like a very ordinary ward.

If there was anything strange to say, it would be the overly neat bedding on the bed.

Generally speaking, even if the bedding in the hospital is neatly folded, no one will deliberately fold it into tofu cubes.

And the quilt on this hospital bed is square and square, and it is difficult for ordinary people to fold it out.

"A soldier lives in this ward?"

Wang Jin frowned, and he began to subconsciously analyze the story of this ward.

Walking to the bedside table, Wang Jin looked at those identical medicine bottles.

Clonazepam.

Strong sleeping pills.

This drug has a slow onset and a long duration of action, with a half-life of more than ten hours, and one piece of clonazepam is equivalent to four ordinary tablets of diazepam.

Few people would take this sleeping pill, let alone take such a long-term and large dose.