160: Blood warning! Execution room!

"Boss..."

As soon as he stepped through the entrance of Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital, the Fatty shivered.

He instantly reached back and felt his icy-cold spine.

He cautiously turned his head to glance behind him.

"How do I feel like..."

"Someone is watching us?"

"..."

"Someone is watching us?"

Zhang Meng frowned.

Although she didn't have a similar feeling, only a slight discomfort, she still instinctively asked a question when she heard the Fatty's voice.

"Yes!"

The Fatty quickened his pace, saying with some hesitation,

"I really felt it just now."

"It's like..."

"A woman was peeking at me!"

"..."

"A woman?"

Zhang Meng immediately asked him irritably,

"Are you scared silly?"

"What kind of place is this?"

"If there's a woman, it's a female ghost!"

"..."

"Right!"

Just as Zhang Meng finished speaking, the Fatty nodded seriously, confirming earnestly,

"It is a female ghost!"

"She..."

"Seems to have taken a liking to me!"

"..."

As he spoke, the Fatty's face turned grim.

He wanted to look back again, but he didn't have the courage to do so. His face was pale as he followed Wu Tian and Zhang Meng ahead.

"..."

"Taken a liking to you?"

Wu Tian was stunned for a moment.

Then he looked at the Fatty, who was now in front of him, and smiled slightly.

He said with an eerie expression,

"Hehe..."

"That's actually quite possible!"

"..."

The Fatty immediately shivered.

His face became even more grim, and he said tremblingly to Wu Tian,

"No way, boss..."

"Don't joke with me?"

"Who's joking with you?"

"..."

The Fatty was stunned again.

Then his face instantly changed from pale green to dark, and looking at Wu Tian in front of him, he wished he could turn himself into a pendant and hang on Wu Tian's body.

A female ghost took a liking to him?

That was too terrifying!

"Did you forget about that femaleDean (director)?"

"Hehe..."

Wu Tian chuckled.

"If the woman is three years older, she brings a golden brick; if she's thirty years older, she gives a whole country!"

"Fatty!"

"Your chance has come!"

Fatty: ... Whether it was psychological or because the moonlight that night was truly too dim, Wu Tian and the other two clearly felt that after they stepped into this Mental Hospital, the light... directly cut off from the entrance with the outside world!

Moreover... even when using a flashlight to illuminate.

The illuminated part was only the long beam of the flashlight.

Beyond the beam... was nothing but darkness!

It was a very strange feeling.

Stepping through the gate.

Half of the body was hidden in darkness, while the other half was still in the faint moonlight.

It was as if they had entered two different worlds... even the temperature felt by these two halves of the body was different.

"Hehe..."

Wu Tian smiled slightly, sighing,

"Interesting..."

"What are you hiding that even my eyes cannot see through?"

"..."

Not hearing Wu Tian's murmur.

The Fatty and Zhang Meng, who were following behind Wu Tian, looked extremely cautious, even their movements were a bit softer.

"Rustle..."

Soft footsteps continuously echoed at the entrance.

Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital's structure was a 'T' shape combined with an 'L' shaped building.

The entrance was also a 'T' shaped intersection.

Not far from the entrance... both sides were silent darkness!

In the darkness... were room after room filled with eerie, pitch-black spaces.

"..."

Wu Tian and the other two slowly walked in.

Just as they were about to reach the fork in the road... suddenly!

The stout Fatty still accidentally bumped into something.

Bang!

"Clunk..."

A soft sound echoed in the incredibly quiet Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital.

"What was that?"

The Fatty's face changed.

"Hmm?"

Wu Tian, who was walking ahead, was also stunned.

Then he turned around, his eyes flashing with golden light as he looked at the object beneath the Fatty's feet.

"Oh?"

Wu Tian let out a soft sound of surprise.

Then, under the Fatty's terrified gaze, he slowly squatted down.

Then he raised a hand and picked up a dark object.

"Click..."

The black object made a soft sound.

Then... under the light of Wu Tian's flashlight, the true face of this black object slowly revealed itself to everyone.

"This is..."

"A motion capture camera?"

Zhang Meng grew up in the Academy of Sciences.

She was very familiar with such electronic products, so even though this item was already somewhat dilapidated and even covered with a thick layer of dust.

Zhang Meng still recognized it immediately.

"Oh?"

Wu Tian tilted his head.

"This thing is a sports camera?"

"Mm!"

Zhang Meng nodded.

Then she pointed at the damaged camera in Wu Tian's hand and said softly,

"In the information I collected, the group of people who went to explore Gonjiam three years ago happened to bring four motion capture cameras."

"The data shows..."

Zhang Meng bit her nail, trying her best to recall.

"This group of people fixed these four sports cameras in four locations, and one of those locations was here."

"However..."

Zhang Meng looked at the motion camera in Wu Tian's hand, which was covered with a thick layer of dust.

She slowly shook her head.

"This thing is useless now."

"No power, and it's broken!"

"Throw it away!"

"..."

As Zhang Meng finished speaking, she looked at Wu Tian beside her.

He gently blew off a layer of dust from the motion camera.

He kept turning it over and over in his hand, observing it with unusual care.

Zhang Meng shook her head again.

"It's no good!"

"This thing is useless now, the electronic components are long damaged, and the battery has long rotted away, Brother Tian, you..."

"..."

"Not necessarily!"

Wu Tian's faint voice interrupted Zhang Meng.

He chuckled and said,

"Did you forget about that television set before?"

"That thing could still be used without power, couldn't it?"

"..."

Zhang Meng was startled.

Then her face became somewhat horrified.

"But..."

"The reason that TV could still work was because a ghost lived inside it!"

"This..."

"If this one can really still be used!"

Zhang Meng's mouth twitched.

"Does that mean there's also a ghost hidden inside it?"

"..."

"Probably..."

Hearing this, Wu Tian calmly nodded.

Zhang Meng: ... "Hey!"

"It's fine!"

Wu Tian squinted at the motion camera in his hand, a chilling glint in his smile.

"I'll carry this thing with me, if there's any problem, I'll just press it to death immediately!"

"..."

"Then..."

"Boss, what if you can't press it to death?"

The Fatty's faint voice suddenly came from beside Wu Tian.

Then... the air between the three of them slowly fell silent with the Fatty's words.

After a long while.

Wu Tian slowly tilted his head and said,

"Can't press it to death?"

"If even I can't press it to death, then we're all wiped out!"

Fatty: ... Zhang Meng: ... "Hahahahaha..."

"Why is it that in a place that should make people so scared they wet their pants, Brother Tian's every move always manages to say the 'sao-est' things in the most ordinary sentences, inadvertently?"

"Pfft..."

"I can't take it anymore!"

"Brothers, I laughed too hard just now, I'm incontinent!"

"I'm going to change my diaper first!"

"Hey, brother, don't rush."

"Is your diaper in the cabinet?"

"..."

"Yes!"

"What's wrong?"

The fan who spoke earlier replied earnestly.

"Hehe..."

"Your cabinet moved!"

"WDNMD!"

"..."

"Stop joking for now, if that thing Brother Tian picked up is really the motion camera left by those people three years ago, then inside this camera..."

"Surely it didn't really capture some incredible footage, did it?"

"Hehe..."

"Is that still in doubt?"

"None of the people from three years ago came back alive, and this incredibly sturdy camera, which was fixed to the ground, is now lying on the ground."

"Doesn't that explain anything?"

"There must be something!"

"Hiss..."

"Don't scare me, that Fatty's brother just scared me to death!"

"Are we going to do it again?"

"Is this really a ghost-hunting show, high-energy throughout?"

"Tsk tsk!"

"That line 'Fatty's brother' above, brilliant!"

... "Of course..."

Just as the Fatty and Zhang Meng simultaneously showed expressions of utter despair, Wu Tian smiled slightly at the two of them.

He said softly,

"There's nothing in this world I can't press to death!"

"Let's go!"

"We've only reached the first floor, and there are so many rooms to explore."

"Don't wait until dawn!"

"..."

After a moment of hesitation, the fright on the Fatty's and Zhang Meng's faces slowly dissipated.

Looking at Wu Tian's unhesitating footsteps as he walked away.

The two followed closely behind him.

"Oh, right..."

As if suddenly remembering something, the Fatty asked Wu Tian, who was ahead,

"Boss, there are so many rooms here, which one are we going to?"

"..."

"Let's go to the one where you appeared just now!"

Wu Tian replied without thinking.

Fatty: ... "Ah... this..."

"Alright!"

Although a bit withdrawn, seeing Wu Tian's figure almost disappearing into the darkness of the corridor.

The Fatty still gritted his teeth.

Following Zhang Meng, he walked into the darkness.

"Shhh..."

"Rustle..."

Three light footsteps slowly walked through the pitch-black corridor.

Wu Tian was in front, while Zhang Meng and the Fatty clung tightly to Wu Tian's back.

The three of them formed a triangular formation, back to back, shining the light from their flashlights in three directions.

Although the light could only shine straight ahead.

Such a triangular formation... could ensure that they reacted immediately if attacked!

Thump thump!

Thump!

The footsteps continued.

Wu Tian and the other two passed through what seemed to be a guard room and continued deeper into the dark alleyway.

The corridor was not wide; on the contrary, because it was built a long time ago and the wall paint in the hallway was covered with thick dust, it appeared even more cramped and crowded.

The lower half-meter of the corridor walls was painted with green paint.

Now, after long years, most of this paint had dried and fallen off.

On the mottled walls... patterns like devils were revealed.

Grotesque and eerie.

"Boss!"

"Look over there!"

"..."

Suddenly!

The Fatty stopped, and the light from his flashlight shone directly onto the wall he was facing.

Wu Tian and Zhang Meng were startled.

Then they also stopped their steps, following the Fatty's flashlight beam to look at the spot it illuminated.

"Hmm?"

After clearly seeing the object on the wall... Wu Tian let out a soft "hmm."

He frowned.

After staring at a certain spot on the wall and observing it carefully for a moment... he spoke.

"A fresh bloody palm print?"

"And it's still flowing downwards along the vertical angle of the wall?"

"..."

Rip!

As Wu Tian's words fell, the Fatty's and Zhang Meng's scalps instantly tingled.

Zhang Meng also instinctively shone her flashlight towards the bloody palm print!

Under the illumination of the two flashlights.

The two of them stared intently at the bloody handprint on the wall, observing it.

One second... two seconds... three seconds!

Finally... at the third second, the area at the bottom of the bloody palm print, where there was a thick smear of blood, slowly slid down a tiny bit in Zhang Meng's and the Fatty's eyes.

"..."

"Damn!"

"Holy crap!"

The Fatty's face instantly turned green, and he cursed in a low voice.

His whole body trembled, almost shaking out his urine.

Zhang Meng's face beside him was no better.

The flashlight in her hand was shaking unsteadily.

Seeing the bloody palm print in his eyes, Zhang Meng's face went blank. At this moment, she almost lost the ability to think.

“...”

“Whoosh!”

Just as the Fatty and Zhang Meng were lost in thought, a whooshing sound came from a room behind them!

Then!

Bang!

Crack!

The rapid sound, like a destructive force, crashed into something inside the room and then shattered the decaying wooden door.

It slammed heavily towards the backs of the Fatty and Zhang Meng!

“...”

“Hmph!”

“Playing tricks!”

Wu Tian cursed coldly!

He had reacted when the object had crashed through the window and rampaged inside the room.

His Yin Eye and Tianlus Claw were instantly fully activated.

Two golden rays of light flashed.

Then, a huge crimson palm instantly blocked the path of the flying object!

Bang!

A muffled thud!

The unknown object slammed into Wu Tian's crimson palm.

Then... Pfft!

Another muffled sound came.

The unknown object instantly exploded into a mist of blood under Wu Tian's Tianlus Claw.

It splattered onto the Fatty and Zhang Meng.

“Hm?”

“This is...”

Looking at a remaining piece of yellowish-brown fur in his hand that hadn't been blown away, Wu Tian raised an eyebrow.

“The corpse of a Huang Shulang (Weasel)?”

“...”

“Clack... clack clack...”

His teeth chattering non-stop.

The Fatty, his face pale, slowly turned around, constantly swallowing saliva.

He looked at Wu Tian's hand.

He asked cautiously, “The Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s corpse... how did it suddenly fly in?”

“It...”

“Is it still alive?”

“...”

Wu Tian slowly shook his head.

“No!”

“This Huang Shulang (Weasel) has been dead for a long time, but...”

Wu Tian looked at the broken hole on his side, through which faint moonlight shone, and said thoughtfully, “Judging by the force and direction.”

“It should be man-made...”

“Or rather, something deliberately threw it at us!”

“...”

“Hiss...”

“Hiss...”

As Wu Tian's words fell, Zhang Meng and the Fatty both gasped in unison.

They glanced at the small piece of yellowish-brown fur remaining in Wu Tian's hand.

Then they looked at each other.

They stammered, “It couldn't be that female ghost who was watching me from behind, could it?”

“Damn it!”

The more the Fatty thought about it, the more it seemed to be the case.

He almost cried out in anxiety.

“Damn it!”

“I'm so fat and so ugly, why do you have to keep picking on me?”

“Didn't you see there's a handsome and dashing master next to me?”

“...”

“Hiss hiss...”

Just as the Fatty was roaring in a low, helpless voice.

A soft scratching sound entered Wu Tian's ears.

Wu Tian was startled.

He then reached out and grabbed the Fatty's shoulder, signaling him to be quiet.

Then he shone the flashlight in his hand onto the ground.

“This...”

When he saw the scene on the ground... Wu Tian slowly paused.

“What exactly is it?”

“...”

As Wu Tian's voice fell, the Fatty and Zhang Meng both lowered their heads to look at the object on the ground.

And as the flashlight's beam shone.

A hair-raising scene... appeared before the three of them.

Scratch... hiss hiss!

Soft scratching sounds continuously echoed on the ground.

The Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood seemed to be manipulated by something, slowly arranging themselves according to some strange pattern under the gaze of the three.

“...”

“It looks like it's writing something!”

Wu Tian frowned.

“Writing?”

The Fatty quickly reached out and pounded his chest.

He secretly regretted not bringing some quick-acting heart pills.

He pointed at the messy bloodstains and flesh on the ground and asked Wu Tian, “Boss!”

“This thing is like it's crawling on the ground, and you're telling me it's writing?”

“...”

“Mm!”

Wu Tian nodded at the Fatty.

He squeezed the latter's shoulder again, signaling him to calm down.

Although still scared.

But the Fatty and Zhang Meng both held their breath, and together with Wu Tian, looked at the mass of Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood on the ground.

“Scratch...”

“Hiss hiss!”

As the scratching sounds grew more intense.

The first character... slowly appeared under the flashlight's beam, to the astonished expressions of the Fatty and Zhang Meng!

“Leave!”

“This is the character 'Li' (leave)!”

Zhang Meng covered her red lips, softly exclaiming.

“Look quickly!”

Wu Tian's eyes were still fixed on the mass of flesh and blood on the ground, and he continued, “It's still moving!”

“It's still writing!”

“If we guess based on the first character...”

Wu Tian blinked.

He looked at the Fatty, who was scared pale, beside him.

He chuckled and said, “This should be writing the two characters 'Li Kai' (leave)!”

“Tsk tsk...”

He sighed softly.

Wu Tian looked at the Fatty and said with a smile, “Fatty.”

“Not bad!”

“It seems this femaleDean cares about you a lot. Nothing has even happened yet, and she's already letting us leave because of you!”

“How about it!”

Wu Tian winked at the latter.

“How have you considered my previous suggestion?”

“As long as you make a small sacrifice and have a passionate romance with this femaleDean.”

“Heh heh...”

Wu Tian smiled mischievously.

“This huge Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital will be your property!”

“Later, you can play with as many ghosts as you want.”

“You can fly with the femaleDean however you want!”

“How about it?”

Wu Tian asked with a wicked smile.

“Are you tempted?”

“...”

“Damn it!”

The Fatty's face turned green with fright.

“Boss, please don't talk nonsense!”

“I'm still young, I don't want to fall in love!”

“Auntie...”

“Madam, Grandma, Obasan!”

The Fatty blurted out to the dark air, “Please let me go!”

“I really don't like this!”

“I want to strive for my career now!”

“Can I come find you after I've achieved success?”

“Please let me go!”

“...”

Hiss!

Suddenly!

The action of writing on the ground with the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood instantly stopped, and then... the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood began to tremble slightly.

Then... the trembling grew more intense!

It seemed to be very dissatisfied with the Fatty's answer.

To the astonishment of the three... the character 'Li' (leave) that had just appeared, and the second character that had only partially appeared, slowly vanished with the vibration of the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood.

In its place... were two blood-red characters.

“Scumbag!”

“...”

“...”

The Fatty froze.

Zhang Meng froze!

Even Wu Tian, who was usually calm and had anticipated and guessed this matter, also froze.

Looking at the two blood-red characters on the ground.

For a moment... they fell silent!

“Boss...”

After a moment ofstunned, the Fatty slowly turned around.

He looked at Wu Tian, on the verge of tears, and said, “It's all your fault!”

“You were talking nonsense, making that femaleDean target me now!”

“What should I do?”

“Wuwuwu...”

“...”

“Don't cry!”

Wu Tian lightly patted the Fatty's shoulder, giving him a faint sense of reassurance.

Then he said to the Fatty with a calm expression, “It makes no difference!”

“Even if I didn't say anything, thisDean has already targeted you!”

“Heh heh...”

“You can't escape!”

Fatty: ...Hiss hiss... And just as Wu Tian was giving the Fatty a reverse-jinx, the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood on the ground changed again.

It transformed from the two characters 'Scumbag' into two bloody 'Welcome' characters!

“...”

“Damn it?”

“Welcome?”

Wu Tian raised an eyebrow.

He then stopped talking to the Fatty, and the golden light in his eyes, carrying the pressure to suppress all evil, looked at the two characters on the ground.

He murmured, “I squeezed the Fatty a couple of times, and you're still giving me face, huh?”

“Welcome?”

Wu Tian smiled coldly again.

He slowly lifted his foot and heavily stepped on the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood.

He directly stomped the mass of blood and flesh that had formed characters into a puddle of mud!

He coldly shouted, “Good!”

“Since you welcome us, then we're coming!”

“I want to see!”

“What abilities you have!”

“...”

The Fatty beside him had long been scared pale.

Looking at the incomparably domineering Wu Tian.

He couldn't help but complain, “Boss!”

“This femaleDean is targeting me, what are you doing to help me?”

“You're harming me!”

“Wuwu...”

“Boss!”

“Am I going to die from my own people's jinx?”

...Just as Wu Tian stomped on the two bloody characters formed by the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s flesh and blood on the ground.

The Fans in the bullet chat instantly erupted!

“Holy crap!”

“This is a genuine supernatural event!”

“The dead Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s corpse was directly smashed through the glass and door by some unknown force, shattering in the Host's hand.”

“And it's writing on the ground at their feet?”

“...”

“Too bizarre!”

“But...”

“Those first two characters should have been 'leave', right?”

“Could it be that...”

“ThisDean really took a liking to the Fatty, so she couldn't bear to see him die in this Mental Hospital?”

“Tsk tsk...”

“Possible!”

“Then what do you guys think would happen if the Fatty gave in to this femaleDean?”

“Would they be completely fine?”

A Kimchi Country Fan, who loved to watch the drama unfold, sent a bullet comment in the live stream.

“Hiss...”

“It's possible!”

“But wasn't it crushed by my Brother Tian's foot?”

“Hahaha!”

“Don't even mention it!”

“Just thinking about it makes me laugh until I can't stand straight.”

“The Fatty is too pitiful, repeatedly jinxed by my Brother Tian, and what's terrifying is that it actually worked!”

“This femaleDean really took a liking to our thin-skinned, big-filling Fatty!”

“Pfft!”

“Thin-skinned, big-filling, really?”

“But seriously, my Brother Tian's last kick was really cool!”

“He directly crushed the two characters 'Welcome'!”

“Let him be strong, the bright moon shines on the great river!”

“Let him be arrogant, the gentle breeze caresses the mountain peak!”

“Stop it, Chinese class representative!”

“Look at the Fatty's expression!”

A Fan said with some sympathy.

“My Brother Tian is dashing and domineering, but look at my little Fatty, he's completely scared silly!”

“What should we do?”

“...”

“Yeah!”

“It's a bit worrying!”

“I wonder if thisDean still likes a Fatty who's been scared silly and is now a bit dumb?”

“...”

...Smack!

Wu Tian slapped the Fatty on the head, saying to him crossly, “What are you panicking for?”

“Don't I have you?”

“As long as I'm here, can thisDean still take you away?”

“Relax!”

“...”

Wu Tian's eyes gleamed.

He analyzed with considerable persuasiveness, “Since thisDean desires your body, but cannot act directly to get you, what does that mean?”

Wu Tian stated with certainty, “This means that thisDean is trapped somewhere, and he himself cannot fully interfere with this space.”

“Understand?!”

“...”

The Fatty was startled.

Then he carefully considered Wu Tian's words, and felt that it made sense.

Immediately, his body was no longer weak.

He slowly stood up resolutely from the ground.

Then... he hid behind Wu Tian!

Wu Tian: ...“Sigh!”

“Never mind!”

Wu Tian moved the flashlight beam away from the Huang Shulang (Weasel)'s corpse and once again walked into the dark hallway ahead.

The fatty followed closely behind him.

Zhang Meng also dared not stray too far from Wu Tian's side.

The three of them once again walked step by step deeper into the eerie, profound darkness.

The light from the three powerful flashlights was like three tiny flames, flickering in and out of sight in the dim and deep hallway...

"..."

"Thud!"

After walking a few more steps forward, Wu Tian's footsteps slowly stopped at the entrance of a room.

Looking at the dark brown bloody handprints and other blunt instrument impact marks on the door, Wu Tian spoke to Zhang Meng and the fatty behind him.

"Stay close!"

"Beyond this door is where the fatty was just shown being strangled to death. I'm going to push the door open!"

"Get ready!"

"..."

"Mm!"

The fatty nodded heavily.

"Gulp..."

Zhang Meng swallowed, her eyes fixed on Wu Tian's broad back, clutching a military shovel tightly in her hand.

Although it was useless against ghosts,

it still provided a sense of psychological comfort.

"Creak..."

Seeing that both of them were ready, Wu Tian slowly reached out and pushed open the large door.

"..."

"Clang..."

The old, decaying door was not locked.

It opened with a gentle push from Wu Tian.

Whoosh!

Then... the light from the flashlights in the hands of Wu Tian, the fatty, and the other person shone into the room.

Instantly... illuminated by the faint moonlight filtering in from outside the window,

Wu Tian and the other two clearly saw everything inside the room!

And it was precisely because they saw what was inside the room that,

including Wu Tian,

all three gasped sharply.

"This..."

"What... what is this place?"

"Why are there so many strange things?"

"..."

The fatty looked at the items arranged in the room, muttering to himself in confusion.

The fear in his eyes was slowly replaced by curiosity.

"..."

"Let's go!"

"Let's go in and take a look first!"

Wu Tian didn't say much.

He led the two behind him directly into the room.

As the three of them entered, some strange furniture-like objects appeared up close before them.

"What is this?"

"An operating table?"

"..."

Zhang Meng looked at a tall iron frame bed in the center of the room and asked in confusion.

Wu Tian heard her and also looked in that direction.

Then... Wu Tian reached out and gently tapped the tall metal platform in front of him.

He frowned and said to Zhang Meng,

"You call this thing an operating table?"

"..."

"Isn't it?"

Zhang Meng was a little confused.

"I've seen this kind of bed in hospitals; it's an operating table, the same iron plate, the same size."

"It's just right for an adult to lie on!"

"..."

"Mm!"

Wu Tian nodded in agreement.

"You're right."

"An adult can indeed lie on this iron frame, but..."

"Look at the height of this iron frame."

"And then look at this spot..."

Wu Tian turned the flashlight in another direction, shining it towards the head of the iron frame bed.

He pointed it at something resembling a metal head restraint and said to Zhang Meng,

"Are you sure..."

"a proper operating table would have this thing?"

"..."

"This..."

Following the light of Wu Tian's flashlight to the head of the iron frame bed, Zhang Meng also saw the thing resembling a head restraint, and... what was unsettling was!

There were still scattered, dried, dark brown bloodstains on this head restraint.

They outlined a bloody and eerie pattern on it.

"..."

"Still haven't figured it out?"

Wu Tian glanced at the stunned Zhang Meng.

He asked again.

"No, I haven't."

"I..."

Zhang Meng said, frowning.

"I've never seen anything like this."

"..."

"Alright!"

Wu Tian nodded.

Then he pointed his finger at the head restraint in front of the iron frame bed and said with a chilling tone,

"I once had the misfortune of seeing this thing before."

"It's used to hold a monkey's head in place, and then, while the monkey is still alive, crack open its skull and eat its brains raw!"

"Using something like this here!"

Wu Tian said coldly,

"It's self-evident what it's for, isn't it?"

"..."

"Could it be..."

The fatty exclaimed in a low voice.

"These people wanted to eat human brains?"

"..."

"Pretty much!"

Listening to the fatty's exclamation, Wu Tian nodded slightly.

"This thing is indeed used to smash open a person's skull, but what it's used for after the skull is smashed... that's unknown!"

"It could be for eating..."

"Or it could be... for some kind of experiment!"

"..."

"Experiment?"

"Human experiments?"

The fatty immediately started to tremble a little.

He thought of that director.

Could it be... that director also fancied his 'thin skin and ample filling' body for experiments?

"Grrr..."

He suddenly shook his head.

The fatty banished this terrifying thought from his mind.

He asked Wu Tian again,

"But this is just a Mental Hospital, why would they be doing human experiments?"

"..."

"Why?"

Wu Tian fell into thought.

Then he slowly shook his head.

"Perhaps for scientific research, perhaps to study the structure of the human body, or perhaps to study the compatibility between humans and animals."

"The information we have so far only allows us to make such guesses."

"But what the purpose of those people was back then..."

"We'll have to keep exploring to find out."

"..."

The three of them left the side of this eerie iron frame bed and once again explored other areas.

There was still a lot of 'furniture' in this room.

A huge office desk, a cold, bright red small table, a lacquer-red wardrobe... and a fan that could be described as enormous.

"..."

As Wu Tian and the other two continued to move,

they approached a dark red, huge wardrobe against the black wall near the door.

Huge!

An absurdly huge wardrobe.

"Strange..."

"What's the use of putting a wardrobe here?"

"Is it to provide a place for the experimenters here to put their clothes?"

"But it doesn't need to be this big, does it?"

The fatty slowly stroked the dark red wardrobe.

There was nothing special about its texture.

No seeping blood, no strange occurrences.

It seemed... it really was just an ordinary wardrobe.

"Huh?"

Just then,

Zhang Meng frowned at a spot on the wardrobe.

She beckoned to the fatty and Wu Tian.

"Look here!"

"Here..."

"Why is there a hole?"

"..."

Wu Tian and the fatty, who were observing other parts of the wardrobe, heard Zhang Meng's voice and both turned their heads to look in her direction.

"Yeah!"

The fatty looked at the wardrobe, which had round holes every approximately 100 centimeters.

He blinked in confusion.

"Is this for ventilation for the wardrobe?"

"Or was there originally a mirror installed here?"

"..."

"No way..."

Zhang Meng slowly shook her head.

"I just ran my hand around this circular frame, and I didn't find any traces of embedded glass."

"It shouldn't be a place for a mirror."

"And for ventilation..."

Zhang Meng bit her finger.

"There's no need to make them so dense!"

"Three or so would be enough."

"This doesn't make sense!"

"..."

Listening to the discussions of the fatty and Zhang Meng beside him, Wu Tian also began to observe these holes.

At first... Wu Tian's expression was somewhat solemn.

It seemed even he couldn't guess what this wardrobe was for.

But as Wu Tian meticulously observed the wardrobe step by step,

his tightly furrowed brow slowly relaxed.

"..."

"Clang..."

Then, Wu Tian found some large locks, and he reached out and fiddled with a rusty, huge iron lock that was on almost every small door.

A bold guess immediately formed in his mind!

A guess... that probably no one would believe!

"Creak..."

Then... amidst the confused expressions of the fatty and Zhang Meng,

Wu Tian slowly pulled open one of the small cabinet doors and, without hesitation, squeezed into the cabinet.

After that... creak!

He closed the cabinet door behind him!

"..."

"Boss, what are you trying to do..."

The fatty was about to ask Wu Tian what he wanted to do.

Suddenly!

He looked at the scene before him and froze!

After Wu Tian climbed into the wardrobe, the position corresponding to the large hole on the wardrobe was not Wu Tian's head.

Instead... it was level with his chest!

And whether it was due to the cramped space inside the cabinet, or if this was the original purpose when the cabinet was designed,

that hole was not only level with Wu Tian's chest,

but also... directly aimed at the position of Wu Tian's left chest!

Which is!

His heart!

"..."

"Holy crap!?"

The fatty immediately went Spartan, looking at Wu Tian's seemingly easily penetrable heart area.

He let out an exclamation.

"What the hell does this mean?"

"Are they going to dig out hearts?"

Bang!

Suddenly!

Without any warning!

Just as Zhang Meng's gaze had just shifted over, the large door of the cabinet holding Wu Tian slammed shut, tightly and completely!

Not only that... the rusty large lock had sprung open its bolt at some unknown point.

Then... to the fatty's despair!

The lock snapped shut onto the two aligned circular iron plates that locked the cabinet door!

"..."

"Click!"

A crisp sound!

It was locked!

..."Oh, Mama!"

"I'm really going to cry, what the hell is this place?"

"Why do all the dangers and horrors here have no warning at all? When I watch a horror movie, I at least get a high-energy alert!"

"Why does this thing just go straight to high-energy!"

"I can't take it, I can't take it!"

"I'm going to buy some emergency heart medication first!"

"..."

"Forget it!"

A few seconds later, the person who just sent the bullet screen sent another weak one.

"It's dark outside."

"I'm afraid my home lock won't open for me!"

"I'll bear with it."

"Maybe my heart is strong enough!"

"..."

"Brothers, stop messing around."

"Didn't you see?"

"Brother Tian is locked in!"

"..."

"Hiss!"

"You mean..."

"Brother Tian carried someone else's wardrobe?"

"..."

"Get out of here!"

"Is this really the time for your dirty jokes?"

"..."

"It's over, it's over!"

"Locked in now..."

"It's probably not going to be easy to get out!"

"..."

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