162: Radiate many countries! One shot into the soul!

"What?"

When Wu Tian said this, Zhang Meng and the Fatty beside him were startled.

Then, both of them turned their heads to look at Wu Tian, their faces full of questioning expressions.

"No way!"

The Fatty said in disbelief.

"Besides their own people, these Kimchi Country people dare to harm people from other countries?"

"Also mental patients?"

"..."

"Impossible, right?"

Zhang Meng also found it hard to believe.

"These Kimchi Country people's reach is so long?"

"They dare to abduct mental patients from other countries?"

"This is outrageous!"

"Speaking of which, Brother Tian..."

"How do you know?"

"..."

"Uh..."

Wu Tian was stunned.

He then awkwardly scratched his head, thinking, 'Narrator-kun told me all this, how the hell am I supposed to explain it to make it sound reasonable and logical?'

"Hmm..."

After thinking for a while.

Wu Tian looked at the Fatty and Zhang Meng and said seriously.

"I guessed!"

"..."

"G-guessed?"

Zhang Meng was taken aback.

Then she looked at Wu Tian strangely and whispered to him.

"No way, Brother Tian!"

"You can guess this kind of thing?"

"I thought it was real!"

"I got excited for nothing!"

"..."

"Exactly!"

The Fatty patted his chest, and the look of surprise on his face slowly turned into relief.

"Boss, can you stop taking such long pauses when you speak?"

"Sometimes before, when you said it was your sixth sense, I believed you, but now you're too outrageous, you just guessed!"

"This isn't scientific!"

"..."

"Uh..."

"Alright!"

Wu Tian nodded, slightly embarrassed.

Then his gaze swept over other parts of the room.

He said calmly.

"Although I guessed, my sixth sense was also involved."

"How about this!"

Wu Tian pointed to the many unexplored areas in the room and said to the two.

"There are still many things in this room we haven't touched."

"Let's search first!"

"Maybe..."

"There's a clue?"

"Mm!"

"Okay!"

"Now that's more reliable!"

The Fatty and Zhang Meng nodded, then turned to continue searching the room.

However... just as Zhang Meng and the Fatty were about to search other places... Wu Tian directly pointed to the broken, dark red wardrobe!

He said faintly to the two.

"That..."

"Buddies!"

"I feel like there's something in that broken wardrobe, let's go search again, maybe there's a clue we're looking for inside?"

"..."

Zhang Meng and the Fatty, who were about to turn and search elsewhere, immediately froze.

"Huh?"

Zhang Meng was a little surprised.

"There shouldn't be anything in there, right?"

"Didn't we search it before?"

"..."

"This..."

"Let me see!"

Unlike Zhang Meng, the Fatty next to her paused slightly.

Then, gently stroking his chin, he actually listened to Wu Tian and walked towards the broken, dark red cabinet not far away.

"..."

"Fatty?"

Zhang Meng was stunned.

She looked at the Fatty, who had obediently gone to search for clues in the dark red cabinet after hearing Wu Tian's words, feeling a bit confused.

"What are you doing?"

"..."

"I'm going to look for clues in that cabinet, didn't Brother Tian say there were clues in the cabinet?"

"Uh..."

"But we've already searched that cabinet, there can't be any more clues, you..."

"..."

"Huh?"

Just as Zhang Meng was speaking.

The Fatty had already reached the broken, dark red wardrobe and reached his hand inside.

After rummaging around a few times.

He immediately raised an eyebrow.

"Hiss!"

"There really is something!"

Zhang Meng's eyes widened.

She swallowed the rest of her sentence, 'Don't waste your effort,' and also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, asking the Fatty.

"W-what is it?"

"Uh..."

As Zhang Meng asked, the Fatty slowly pulled out the item he had grabbed from the dark red, broken wardrobe.

Under the flashlight beams of the Fatty and Zhang Meng.

They clearly saw the item in his hand!

"..."

"Damn!"

Clang!

Suddenly!

The Fatty let out a strange cry and directly threw the item in his hand away!

Then his face turned pale.

He looked at Wu Tian, trembling, and said.

"Boss..."

"You're poisonous!"

"You said before that the tape would definitely be useful, and just now you said we'd definitely find clues in here, holy crap..."

The Fatty looked like he was questioning life.

"You just made a match!"

"You're not..."

"..."

Looking at the Fatty's frightened eyes, Wu Tian smiled slightly.

"Not what?"

"..."

"You're not in league with these ghosts, are you?"

Bang!

Wu Tian quickly walked to the Fatty's side and slapped him across the face!

"Get out of here!"

"If I were in league with these people, would I have been attacked by this damned cabinet and the iron head hoop?"

"Where's your brain!"

"..."

"But..."

The Fatty was stunned.

He still looked at Wu Tian, who was slowly bending down to pick up the tape recorder from the ground, with disbelief, and asked in confusion.

"How did you know that tape would be useful later?"

"And..."

"That there was a tape recorder in that broken wardrobe?"

"..."

"Oh, you mean that."

Wu Tian fiddled with the tape recorder in his hand and said absentmindedly to the Fatty.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"Guesswork plus sixth sense!"

"Alas..."

Wu Tian slowly shook his head at the Fatty.

"You always miss the essence of what I tell you about doing things: guess boldly, feel wildly!"

"You, ah..."

"Still not deep enough in your adherence to science!"

"Alas!"

"Learn more, see more!"

"Stop smoking, drinking, and eating fatty meat all day long!"

The Fatty: ..."I..."

"I didn't smoke, drink, or eat fatty meat!"

"Hah!"

Wu Tian waved his hand.

"That's not important!"

"What's important is that you have to learn to guess independently!"

The Fatty: ?

"..."

In front of the Fatty and Zhang Meng, he slowly brushed off the dust from the tape recorder, took out the tape from his pocket, and inserted it.

"Click!"

With a soft click.

Wu Tian pressed the play button!

"..."

One or two seconds... two seconds... three seconds!

A full minute passed!

This old, still dusty radio still didn't make any sound.

The Fatty blinked.

Zhang Meng also shook her finger.

Both frowned... "Hahahahaha!"

"Idiot!"

"A flurry of actions like a tiger, but in the end, it's just a fool!"

"Forget this tape recorder, even this tape must be at least a decade-old product, right?"

"This thing can make a sound!"

"Pah!"

"I, Han, from Kimchi Country, declare here today that if this tape recorder makes a single sound, I'll stand on my head and have diarrhea!"

"And then eat the computer screen in front of me!"

"..."

"Damn!"

"These Kimchi Country people are setting up flags again?"

The Fans from Dragon Country saw this.

They immediately found it amusing.

"I remember last time in Chernobyl and Peach Blossom Garden, some people set up a lot of flags!"

"Where are they?"

"Hurry up, come out and speak from experience!"

"Tell these Kimchi Country people."

"What it means not to set flags indiscriminately?"

"..."

"But it doesn't matter!"

Another Fan from Dragon Country chimed in.

"Those people before were just freeloading in the live stream room."

"This Kimchi Country person is different, he's self-producing and self-consuming, he'll eat his own diarrhea, and he'll even eat his own computer screen!"

"Hehe..."

"My brother Kai just smiles without speaking, calling it professional!"

"Haha..."

"Big brother upstairs, you're making fun of an outdated Host!"

"You're too much!"

"But..."

"I love it!"

..."Hmph!"

The Fans from Kimchi Country, seeing the Dragon Country Fans being sarcastic in the public chat, immediately retorted with mockery.

"Why are you so arrogant!"

"That idiotic Wu Tian is there talking about sixth sense and guessing, can this ghostly thing even be a Host?"

"See!"

"Now there's irrefutable proof, this tape recorder can't make a sound at all!"

"Hehe..."

"You say we're setting flags!"

"I'm putting it out there!"

"Today, if this tape recorder can really make a sound, and can also prove that this Mental Hospital captured people from other countries, all of us from Kimchi Country will stand on our heads and have diarrhea!"

"Do you believe it!"

"..."

The bullet screen went silent for a moment.

Then... to the astonished and disbelieving faces of the Dragon Country people.

A lone bullet screen appeared on the public chat.

"Don't..."

"I don't want to stand on my head and have diarrhea, don't include me!"

"Right!"

With the first bullet screen, others followed.

Suddenly, most of the Kimchi Country people in the live stream room chickened out.

"No, no!"

"I don't have that hobby!"

"Brother, don't include me when you set flags!"

"Thanks!"

..."Hahahaha!"

"I'm going to die laughing!"

"No!"

"I'm going to die of filial piety!"

"This person wants to force his dad to stand on his head and have diarrhea?"

"Tsk tsk!"

"Solid!"

"Crow sits on a plane, spider eats boogers, mouse runs a maze, evil on the mountaintop!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"The literary genius upstairs!"

..."This..."

After waiting for a long time and not hearing any sound from the tape recorder, the confusion and disappointment on Zhang Meng and the Fatty's faces grew even deeper.

"Boss..."

"This should just be an ordinary tape and tape recorder."

"It's normal for it not to make a sound."

"Let's..."

"Let's go look for other clues!"

"..."

Listening to the Fatty's voice, Wu Tian himself was also quite confused.

At the same time, he cursed Narrator-kun in his mind.

"Damn you!"

"Didn't you say this thing would work?"

"Why has there been no movement for so long!"

"..."

Silent for a second.

Narrator-kun also retorted to Wu Tian in a sweet, sugary tone.

"Damn you!"

"Damn you!"

"Can't you wait a little longer?"

"What's the rush!"

Wu Tian: ...Although he was panicking internally, in front of Zhang Meng and the Fatty, Wu Tian maintained the composure a leader should have.

He chuckled.

"Don't panic."

"This item can communicate with spirits, so it also needs some time to awaken."

"Look, the indicator light isn't even on yet!"

"Just wait a little longer!"

Wu Tian was cursing internally, but smiling outwardly.

"There will definitely be a sound!"

"..."

"Mm."

"Alright!"

Zhang Meng and the Fatty nodded, half-believing, and waited patiently again.

Another minute slowly passed.

Finally... even Wu Tian frowned, just as he was about to curse Narrator-kun in his mind again... "Screech..."

"Beep..."

"Beep beep... Beep!"

"Screech!"

On the old tape recorder, the red and green indicator lights alternated, finally settling on the green light, indicating it was working.

Then!

A series of strange sounds came from the tape recorder.

At first, it was just 'screech-scratch' noise.

Next... the noise slowly faded.

A low, faint shouting sound appeared in the tape recorder.

"..."

"Who?"

"You... what are you doing?"

"No!"

"You can't do this to me, quickly put me down!"

"Damn... what is this thing you put on my head, take it off, take it off quickly..."

"No!"

"I'm a member of the US special forces, you can't... you can't do this to me!"

"The US will sanction you!"

"Lunatics, you're all lunatics!"

"..."

Amidst these continuous shouts, a low and chilling voice suddenly interjected.

Wu Tian frowned.

He turned the volume to maximum and pressed his ear against it.

"Scratch..."

"Hehe... you don't... no one saves... enjoy..."

"Death... research!"

"Hahaha!"

"No!"

"Don't!"

As that low, dark voice faded, the American's agonizing screams from earlier echoed again in the radio!

"Ah!"

"My head!"

"Ah!"

"..."

"Scratch..."

"Scratch..."

...It seemed to be just a snippet of sound. As Wu Tian and the other two listened intently, the recording finished, and then it returned to a brief period of 'scratch, scratch' static.

"..."

"Americans..."

The fatty wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"That American who just had his head sawed off?!"

"..."

"What a pity..."

Zhang Meng bit her finger.

"It's a pity we don't know the exact year of this recording!"

"Otherwise, we could investigate!"

"..."

Wu Tian slowly shook his head.

"Even with a year, it might not be traceable."

"These Kimchi Country people dare to do this, they must be confident!"

"I have to say..."

A faint look of shock flashed in Wu Tian's eyes.

"These Kimchi Country people are truly crazy!"

"For the Olympics..."

"Can they really go to this extent?"

"..."

"Hmph!"

Zhang Meng sneered dismissively.

"Just crooked ways!"

"Look at how our Dragon Country trains for victory, risking their lives. Every champion's success is built on blood and tears!"

"But these Kimchi Country people!"

"Hehe..."

Zhang Meng's eyes grew even more disdainful.

"Behind them, it's full of blood!"

"Scratch..."

"Scratch!"

No sooner had Zhang Meng finished speaking than the radio emitted an even louder 'scratch' static.

Then... the second sound fragment appeared in everyone's ears again.

"..."

"Who are you people?"

"I'll f**k Li Liang!"

"What is this thing you're putting on me?"

"Get lost!"

"I don't need this sissy headband, take it off me!"

"..."

"What the f**k?"

"What are you doing with that knife?"

"Huh?"

"Why did you switch the knife for a chainsaw?"

"Damn!"

"Son of a b**ch, you're going to saw my head off!"

"Ah..."

"You..."

"You'll all die a horrible death!"

"..."

This sound segment ended again. Although it still sounded extremely tragic, for some reason, after listening to this recording, all three of them felt a little like laughing.

"Cough cough..."

Wu Tian's expression sobered.

He hadn't forgotten this was a live broadcast!

He quickly adjusted his emotions.

Then, with a grim face, he said to the fatty and Zhang Meng.

"This voice belongs to a Dragon Country person!"

"Besides Americans..."

"There are also Dragon Country people!"

"..."

"Damn!"

Zhang Meng immediately cursed.

"These b*****ds are really bold!"

"Killing Americans is one thing!"

"They actually dare to capture our Dragon Country people?"

"Cough cough..."

Wu Tian reminded Zhang Meng.

"This is a live broadcast."

"Watch your words!"

"..."

Zhang Meng stuck out her tongue.

"Oh!"

"..."

Suddenly!

"But it's really outrageous!"

Wu Tian scratched his head.

"I can understand them doing experiments on those despicable American b*****ds, but why capture the descendants of our Dragon?"

"Damn!"

"I'm going to make the Kimchi Country people give me an explanation for this!"

"..."

"Didn't you just say... watch your words?"

Zhang Meng asked, a little confused.

"Huh?"

Wu Tian scratched his head.

"Did I not pay attention just now?"

Zhang Meng: ...At the same time... The green light on the radio, indicating it was working, was still flashing, and then... the scratching sound slowly grew louder again!

In the hazy background!

The sound of someone speaking echoed again.

"Oh, my God of Ula!"

"What the f**k are you doing?"

"Didn't you invite me here to study the mysteries of the human body? Why are you trapping me in this closet?"

"..."

This time... another person's voice became clearly audible.

Cold... and low.

"Hehe!"

"You only have two identities to choose from in this place: researcher, or subject!"

"Since you don't plan to join us."

"It's the same as dying!"

"Why not make a contribution to our research?"

"..."

"Lunatics!"

"You're all lunatics!"

"Damn!"

"Even if I die, I won't agree to your perverted demands. The world won't allow this; what you're doing is inhumane!"

"You will be punished by the God of Ula!"

"Ah!"

"Damn it!"

"What are you doing?"

"Ah..."

"F**k!"

Crack... Splatter... Bones shattering, blood splattering!

Sounds as if they were right there echoed from the radio, clearly audible to Wu Tian and the other two.

"This..."

"This is too bloody, isn't it?"

"..."

The fatty's lips trembled slightly.

Even Zhang Meng, beside him, turned pale, a deep fear welling up in her heart!

It was just... the sound of bones shattering and blood splattering was too immersive!

Just by listening to the sounds.

Wu Tian and the other two seemed to see a scene of this Bear Country man being forcibly stuffed into a dark red closet, something crushing his ribs, and his heart being gouged out alive!

...Extremely bloody!

"Whew..."

Wu Tian slowly exhaled.

He opened his mouth.

Finally, he only said four words.

"Too numerous to list!"

"..."

Yes!

Human experimentation, while it occurred during World War I and World War II, and even in some lawless areas, still has similar vile places today!

But... these were all things they had seen in newspapers, on television screens, and in documents.

And now... they were actually hearing these desperate wails.

Their anger was beyond measure!

..."Damn it!"

At this moment, in Wu Tian's live broadcast room, the Fans who were previously neutral or leaned towards countries suppressing Dragon Country in favor of Kimchi Country suddenly changed their stance.

They united, jointly condemning Kimchi Country!

"Your Kimchi Country is small in area but not small in ambition, with a small population but many b*****ds!"

"How dare you kill our American people?"

"Do you believe it or not!"

"Tomorrow morning, I'll find a group of Americans to wake up your capital with the sound of freedom's gunfire!"

"Bastards!"

"Hehe..."

"American brothers, when are we doing the wake-up service?"

"Our Bear Country also has this plan!"

"No more to say!"

"Our Bear Country warriors, one can fight ten bears!"

"..."

"Of course, how can our Dragon Country be left out of such a matter?"

"Our Dragon Country just has a lot of people!"

"One person, one piss!"

"We'll provide support!"

"We'll sink that damn Kimchi Peninsula!"

...The Kimchi Country people saw this, and thought, what the f**k, besides Dragon Country, the US and Bear Country have also joined the battlefield?

Damn!

This immediately ignited their fighting spirit!

Immediately, they activated their usual whitewashing and double-standard modes.

They sent out one shameless bullet comment after another.

"Damn, you people really jump to conclusions!"

"First, let's not even talk about whether this radio was deliberately arranged by the Host. Even if it wasn't, how old is this thing? Can it still work?"

"Besides!"

"This trash Host just wants to deliberately stir up conflicts between our countries, you are all too stupid!"

"You believe this?"

"Hehe..."

"..."

"Exactly!"

"Even if we take a step back ten thousand times."

"Even if this recording is real, have you not considered that the people speaking these words are all trying to frame and incriminate us?"

"Isn't that right?"

Another Kimchi Country person immediately chimed in.

"Languages from various countries can be learned, they're not unique."

"Even Dragon Country people could learn the languages of Bear Country and the US to frame us, that's entirely possible!"

"Don't let yourselves be used as pawns by villains!"

"..."

In response to the strong protests from the Dragon Country, Bear Country, and US Fans.

The Kimchi Country Fans used their usual shameless tactics, directly denying everything and twisting facts!

They brazenly provided what they considered a 'reasonable explanation!'

..."Bang!"

Hua Wuji, watching the live broadcast in the conference room, immediately slammed the table!

"What do you mean?"

"Trying to fool me?"

"Damn!"

"F**k them!"

"..."

The Navy Leader shuddered, then his eyes lit up as he looked at Hua Wuji and asked.

"F**k?"

"How do we f**k them?"

"What caliber of shells? We have two nuclear weapons equipped on that aircraft carrier, how about it?"

"Shall we start with one to get things going?"

"..."

Hua Wuji was stunned.

He thought, why is this guy more excited than I am? He slowly shook his head.

Hua Wuji said to the Navy Leader.

"Your spirit is commendable, but..."

"Nuclear weapons are still a bit too exaggerated."

"How about a..."

"Regular intercontinental missile!"

"To get things started!"

"Yes!"

The Navy Leader was instantly thrilled, stood up, and saluted Hua Wuji directly.

He asked loudly.

"Then..."

"Nominally, it's still an American attack?"

"Huh?"

Hua Wuji's eyebrow immediately twitched.

"Comrade, your consciousness needs to be higher."

"What do you mean 'nominally'?"

"This is an American attack!"

"Does it have anything to do with our Dragon Country?"

"Hehe..."

"Our Dragon Country is the most peace-loving country in the world, we would never touch such disgusting things!"

"Do you understand?"

"..."

"Understand!"

After a moment ofstunned, the Navy Leader immediately nodded frantically.

"I understand perfectly!"

"Hehe..."

"Americans..."

"Are going to fire the cannons!"

...At the same time, in the office of the highest representative of Kimchi Country's capital, Park Yisheng's face also looked somewhat grim.

But then... when he saw his own countrymen on the bullet screen self-justifying and fending off the attacks from the three countries.

A satisfied smile... reappeared on his face.

"Hehe..."

"Jiang Yu, my dearest!"

"Did you see it?"

"This is the spirit of unity of our Kimchi Country people. Under the weight of public opinion and slander, our citizens rose up in resistance!"

"Oh!"

Park Yisheng smiled, intoxicated.

"It is they!"

"It is they who have re-erected our backbone!"

"Hehe..."

Jiang Yu's face was also filled with a relaxed smile at this moment.

She slowly lowered her head.

Her complexion regained its rosy glow.

She walked step by step to Park Yisheng's side.

Slowly, she knelt down.

Obediently, she unzipped Park Yisheng's clothes!

"Ah woo..."

"Hehe..."

Park Yisheng smiled contentedly.

He reached out and stroked Jiang Yu's hair, a look on his face that said everything was under his control... Suddenly!

Boom!

Buzz!

"Crack, crack!"

A huge explosion echoed from a barren mountain in the capital of Kimchi Country, and then, a fiery red mushroom cloud rose beside the large French window!

Subsequently... a massive shockwave rapidly struck!

Directly shattering the French window behind Park Yisheng and Jiang Yu.

Crash!

Glass shards instantly showered all over them.

“Ah, ooh, crunch!”

Jiang Yu shivered from the sudden explosion and the glass shards!

Suddenly, her mouth clenched!

She... seemed to have bitten through something!

“Ow…”

Then... a cry of pain, almost drowning out the explosion, echoed through the entire space.

“My…”

“Mine!”

“My… sniffle, sniffle, sniffle…”

“It’s gone!”

“…”

“Sniffle, sniffle, sniffle…”

At the same time, before Jiang Yu could react to the result of her bite, the phone at her waist suddenly rang.

“Beep, beep, beep!”

Jiang Yu was startled.

She then put the wailing Park Yisheng aside.

She answered the phone in her hand.

“Hello?”

Jiang Yu asked into the phone.

“It’s bad, Jiang Yu, quickly inform the Supreme Representative!”

“Something terrible has happened!”

“That warship docked in Bohai Bay fired at us!”

“Just now… during the disaster relief and just now!”

“Did you see that huge mushroom cloud?”

“Oh, my Kimchi God!”

“One of our great mountains was flattened by this sudden explosion!”

“Countless houses and buildings destroyed, countless casualties!”

Inside the phone, the panicked voice of Kimchi Country’s Army Leader came through.

“This…”

Jiang Yu was startled.

She then handed the phone to Park Yisheng, who was frantically trembling.

“Uh…”

“Your Excellency!”

“There is important intelligence to report to you!”

“Please take the call!”

“…”

Park Yisheng glanced at Jiang Yu, then, enduring the tearing pain, reached out and took the phone, listening to the Army Leader speak.

As time passed.

His already pale face immediately grew even paler!

“What?”

“The United States’ aircraft carrier launched an artillery attack on us?”

“Damn it!”

“Are you sure this wasn’t done by Dragon Country?”

“…”

The Army Leader’s voice came from the other end of the phone again.

“It should…”,

“It shouldn’t be!”

“The moment the shelling occurred, I contacted Dragon Country’s Supreme Representative.”

“They flatly denied our speculation.”

“And expressed their deep condolences for our plight.”

“At the same time, they also expressed deep condemnation for the United States’ actions!”

“…”

“Bullshit!”

“Bullshit… hiss!”

Park Yisheng immediately erupted in impotent rage on the sofa, and after a furious roar, his wound was pulled.

He gasped in a cold breath.

Park Yisheng again shouted loudly into the phone at the Army Leader.

“Are you a pig?”

“Just because Dragon Country says so, it is so?”

“Go confirm it with the United States!”

“…”

The phone fell into a brief silence.

A few seconds later.

The Army Leader spoke to Park Yisheng again in a desperate tone.

“I asked…”

“…”

“What did they say?”

Hope flickered in Park Yisheng’s eyes.

“The Americans said…”

“They said they did it!”

“…”

Park Yisheng was startled.

Then… “Damn it!”

“You motherf*ckers!”

“What is this supposed to be?”

“Dragon Country did it, and you Americans admit it?”

“What does this mean?”

“Are you starting a war?”

“…”

“Uh…”

Hearing Park Yisheng’s angry roar.

Jiang Yu weakly interjected from the side.

“Um…”

“Your Excellency, if both Dragon Country and the United States are going to war, we…”

“We can’t resist!”

“We…”

Slap!

Enduring the pain, Park Yisheng stood up and slapped Jiang Yu!

“You don’t need to tell me that!”

“Get out!”

“Have these special forces attack the building!”

“Even if I don’t want Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital anymore!”

“I will make sure Wu Tian and the other two die here forever!”

“…Yes!”

Jiang Yu nodded.

She turned and disappeared from Park Yisheng’s sight.

“Hiss…”

Park Yisheng again gasped in a cold breath.

With a face full of grievance and bad luck, he shouted towards the door.

“Doctor!”

“Get a doctor here quickly!”

...“Boom!”

The distant explosion naturally also startled Wu Tian and the others who were in Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital.

“…”

“What is this?”

The fatty stared blankly at the place where the red mushroom cloud rose.

“Did the Kimchi Country people conduct a military experiment and it exploded?”

“Hmm!”

Wu Tian nodded.

“Possibly!”

“These Kimchi Country people are terribly incompetent!”

“Maybe they were experimenting with some weapon and couldn’t control the explosion!”

“…”

“Sigh!”

Zhang Meng sighed.

“So pitiful!”

“…”

At the same time.

While the three were talking… the sound of the recorder slowly quieted down, the indicator light changed from green to red, and then from red to complete darkness.

Finally!

“Hiss…”

With a final static sound.

The recorder fell into complete silence.

“…”

And as the sound of the recorder disappeared, the entire room in Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital once again fell into complete silence.

“Hoo…”

After a long time.

Wu Tian slowly let out a breath.

“Damn it!”

“These Kimchi Country people are hateful!”

“I’ve changed my mind!”

“I want this Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital to become Kimchi Country’s eternal humiliation, I want them to ultimately face global sanctions!”

“Let’s go!”

Wu Tian’s eyes were filled with red bloodshot lines.

He was the first to leave these rooms where there were no more clues.

He explored into the adjacent room again… “Let’s go!”

“We’ll go too!”

Zhang Meng and the fatty exchanged glances.

They saw uncontrollable anger and remembrance for the deceased in each other’s eyes.

Then… they remembered their purpose for being here.

They closely followed Wu Tian’s footsteps.

They explored into the next room… The hallway was still dark, and the flashlight’s beam still couldn’t illuminate far ahead. In fact, returning to the hallway, there were even more strange sounds.

But… at this moment, the three of them had completely lost their fear.

Or rather… they suppressed the fear in their hearts.

They only wanted revenge!

“…”

“Creak…”

As the sound of a wooden door rubbing against decaying steel rang out.

The flashlight’s beam, narrowed into a column by the surrounding darkness, shone as bright as day into the room whose door Wu Tian had pushed open.

The structure of this room looked much more normal.

At least… it was much more normal than the previous room that was full of torture instruments.

The interior of the room was not large, probably only half the size of the previous room.

A long wooden sofa was placed near the entrance.

In front of the sofa was a wooden table, on which lay a pack of blood-stained cigarettes and a dusty kerosene lighter.

And opposite this sofa and table.

There was a low TV cabinet.

On the TV cabinet, in front of the blackened and yellowed wall plaster, stood a square, silver-white television set.

The room was completely dark.

“This is…”

The fatty raised an eyebrow.

“A Mental Hospital lounge?”

“A place specifically for watching TV?”

“Hmm…”

Zhang Meng slowly nodded.

“It should be.”

“In that era, televisions were rarely popularized even in Dragon Country, let alone in the poor and remote Kimchi Country.”

“Having a TV here means this is a lounge!”

“And it’s an employee lounge!”

“Because this kind of thing…”

Zhang Meng slowly shook her head.

“They wouldn’t show TV programs to mental patients!”

“…”

“Then…”

“There shouldn’t be any problems here, right?”

The fatty shone his flashlight back and forth in the small room, trying to find anything unusual.

But… the entire small room only contained these few items, and one could see everything at a glance.

“Not necessarily.”

Wu Tian stroked his chin and said in a deep voice.

“This was once where those perverted doctors gathered, and here…”

“It’s very possible that some crucial evidence was left behind.”

“Alright!”

Wu Tian said to Zhang Meng and the fatty.

“You two go to the TV together and check. The TV cabinet and the TV are both search targets.”

“See if there are any photos or videotapes or anything like that.”

Then he reached out and tapped the dusty table.

“I’ll search here.”

“Let’s move quickly!”

“If there’s nothing, we’ll move on to the next room!”

“…”

“Okay!”

“Yes, boss!”

Zhang Meng and the fatty agreed.

They turned and walked directly to the TV cabinet, one person responsible for the TV cabinet, one for the TV.

They started tapping and searching.

Wu Tian also bent down.

He used the flashlight’s beam to scan under the sofa.

Before this… golden light flickered in his eyes, one of Wu Tian’s hands glowed with a crimson light, the other held the flashlight, his whole body tensed and ready.

Then… he bent down.

He looked under the sofa.

“…”

“Hmm?”

Wu Tian’s tensed body suddenly relaxed.

Then he slowly stood up.

He let out a sigh of relief.

“Phew…”

“So there’s nothing, you scared me.”

He rubbed his face.

Since there was nothing under the sofa, Wu Tian slowly sat on the dusty sofa and looked at the coffee table in front of him.

The coffee table was covered in a thick layer of dust, and the only two items on it were a lighter and a pack of cigarettes.

Wu Tian didn’t recognize the brand of cigarettes.

But in this situation… Wu Tian looked at the cigarettes on the table and had a strong urge to smoke one.

And who knows… maybe there was information on the cigarette pack too?

“Heh heh…”

With a slight smile.

Wu Tian reached out and picked up the pack of cigarettes on the table.

Then… just as he was about to reach for the lighter… Narrator-kun’s sweet voice once again echoed in Wu Tian’s mind.

【More than thirty years ago, Gonjiam Psychiatric Hospital was far from as deserted as it is now. The doctors’ incomes were surprisingly high, and their treatment was also surprisingly good.】

【When they had nothing to do, they liked to smoke cigarettes and watch TV on the sofa.】

【No one knew what they were watching.】

【But…】

【When you light a cigarette and turn on the TV…】

【You will know what they were watching!】

“…”

Wu Tian was startled.

Then he reached out and grabbed the lighter from the table, then pulled out a cigarette from the pack that was surprisingly not moldy and perfectly preserved, and put it to his lips.

His eyes flashed.

Wu Tian said to Zhang Meng and the fatty.

“Turn on the TV!”

“Then come back, and with me…”

“Watch TV!”

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