Cooking in the Monster Shelter

His movements are light but steady, the palms covering his wrists are icy cold, and the protruding joints look like white jade in the shadow of the moon.

Concubine Lin stayed firmly, and an unexplained smile was drawn from the corner of her lips, then she took out her wrist without hesitation, threw the dagger aside, and punched him directly.

The dean obviously didn't expect her action, and was beaten to her side, her beautiful dark eyes were slightly widened in a daze, and she subconsciously touched her cheek.

"Even if I can't kill you, I don't mind whipping it slowly." She grabbed the tie of the other party and stared impatiently at the young man's swollen face, "How can I get out of here?"

Low laughter overflowed from deep in his throat.

The dean is still full of leisurely look, the slender eyes under the lenses are slightly raised, and the smile is deeper than before: "You are really interesting...The key to the third floor is in my hand. In exchange, I want to know your name."

Can't understand.

This man appeared repeatedly, but never made any substantial attacks. At this time, he even took the initiative to send the key upstairs.

In Lin Yu's eyes, he is more like a weird leader than an enemy-but why does this guy help them?

Lin Jia thought for a moment, pretending to spit out three words reluctantly: "Lu Yinge."

"Good to hear."

He looked down with a smile, and continued to say: "Do you know why I am interested in you? Most people's souls are chaotic gray and black, you-especially you, little girl, your soul is the ultimate Distinct black and white. Those are colors that can only be formed through desperation and rebirth. It looks really... delicious."

"Sorry, we haven't fallen to the point where we are going to be eaten by a crazy pervert."

The familiar male voice sounded behind him, and Lu Yinge appeared in the shadow of the wall with blood red eyes. He was covered in blood, looked gloomy, and showed sharp fangs in his mouth when he spoke. Compared to the gentle director, he was more like a murderous villain: "Get away from my teammate."

"It seems that your friend doesn't like me." The dean helped her glasses, and looked at Concubine Lin with great interest. There was no slightest sense of tension in her tone, just like the usual goodbye between friends, "The key is yours. In his jacket pocket. I'm waiting for you on the fourth floor, Lu Yinge."

The last three words were spoken extremely slowly by him, with a chuckle in a gentle tone, and even more ambiguous in the hazy moonlight.

The dean disappeared after speaking, leaving behind the bewildered Lin Ma and the embarrassed Lu Yinge himself.

Lu Yinge:?

What is the experience of being pronounced by a strange man in an ambiguous tone? Urgent, online etc.

"Little bastard." After a long pause, he finally gritted his teeth and glared at her, "Am I being kind to you?"

Concubine Lin gave a light cough and forcibly changed the subject: "You solved that nurse?"

She said that she leaned her hand into her jacket pocket, and indeed there was a key in it at some point. The cold touch reminded her of the temperatureless fingertips of the young man for no reason.

"Of course." Lu Yinge wiped the blood from his eyelashes, "What did that guy say to you?"

"He said that our souls are black and white, and we must have experienced desperation." She smiled casually, as if laughing at herself. "Translated, we had a miserable life before."

Lu Yinge didn't respond immediately, he also seemed to smile coldly.

Then the man's slightly hoarse voice came slowly and melted into the deep twilight: "When I see that guy again, I will tear his mouth."

Isn't this just admitting in disguise?

Lin Yan touched the metal key quietly and turned on the flashlight again: "Let's go, go to the third floor."

According to the information obtained before, the third floor should be living with more aggressive patients, who are basically isolated from the world on weekdays.

It stands to reason that this is the most dangerous floor, but for unknown reasons, since stepping on the third floor, the blood that had haunted the whole body before has disappeared, and the surroundings are as quiet as death, and no monsters can be seen at all.

The stairs upstairs on this floor were also locked, and there was a mass of paste in Lin Hao's head, just enough to try to analyze the status quo with Lu Yinge while searching for the key.

"Except for the dean, I think nurses are also very strange." She opened a door and said in a low voice, "In order to effectively control patients, mental hospitals usually hire strong male nurses, but we have encountered them before. Those two were as skinny as malnourished, and they looked more than the patient..."

Her words stopped abruptly after seeing the scene inside the house, not only Lin Ma, but also Lu Yinge frowned subconsciously.

A middle-aged man sat motionless in the room. He slowly raised his head when he noticed the light of the flashlight. After blinking his eyes twice, he returned to his original posture without expression.

"This is... a high-risk patient in the intensive care unit?" Lu Yinge was staring at his empty eyes and his back was numb. He took a step closer and looked at him carefully. "Why is it like this?"

After Lin Yu was silent for a while, she gently shook her head, a strange sense of violation faintly rose in her heart.

As if to prove her premonition, after searching several wards one after another, the two had to accept a weird reality-all the patients on the third floor seemed to have lost their minds and became devoid of thoughts and emotions. The walking dead can only react crudely to changes in the outside world.

For Lu Yinge, the **** struggle of his life was commonplace, but it was the first time he had encountered such a crippling scene.

The patients are all skinny due to malnutrition, and the eyes of the black holes appear extraordinarily large. When staring at him motionlessly, he occasionally showed a scalp-numbing smile, which became more frightening in the originally dim and depressive environment.

He sneaked closer to Concubine Lin blankly.

"Their situation...much like having a frontal lobe resection." Lin Yu explained that he was confused and patiently explained, "The frontal lobe is a part of the brain, which greatly affects the individual's personality. After the removal, the individual will be completely reduced to a walking corpse. Compared with a normal person, the only thing in common is that it can still breathe."

Lu Yinge was stunned: "This is not called'surgery', but pure persecution, right?"

"People's understanding of mental illness in the last century is still unclear. For a period of time, this kind of surgery has been recognized as the best shortcut for treatment." She lowered her eyelashes in disgust. "After all, after the operation, even if it is crazy again. Of patients will also instantly calm down. But in my opinion, there is no difference between a patient after the operation and a patient who has died."

"Based on the current situation, do we have reason to believe that... almost all people in the intensive care unit have been subjected to that kind of operation?"

Concubine Lin did not answer.

In the era when there is no standard for psychiatric treatment, regardless of whether the patient agrees or not, as long as the hospital orders, the frontal lobe incision operation will be enforced.

This is undoubtedly an extremely inhumane method, and its nature is no different from murder. Thinking of the dean's polite smiling face, she couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Most of the wards were empty, and when he reached the last house, Lu Yinge was already a little impatient.

It is completely different from other places. The iron door of the ward at the end is locked tightly, as if it is fixed to the space, no matter how kicked it is, it will not move. He peeked in curiously through the small glass window on the door, and caught a pair of blood-red eyes caught off guard.

——Someone also lay on the door and peered at him.

"Who are you? Save me, save me!"

The woman's scream came out through the heavy door panel, and it scratched the eardrum like a scrub.

She hammered the door desperately, tearing the silence to pieces with a cry of pain: "Help me, I am the real dean!"

Lu Yinge and Lin Yan looked at each other, then said in a deep voice, "Who is the man we saw?"

"Everything is fake, the nurse, the dean, the patient... That guy is a lunatic!" The woman shouted in a dumb voice, her scarlet eyes pressed tightly against the window, her eyes were splitting, "He is just a patient about to be operated on. The patient, who dared to join the high-risk patient to imprison all the employees, and still used his identity to continue to run the Western Hospital...I will kill him!"

That's it.

Before the fire broke out, the identities of medical staff and patients were completely exchanged, so the nurses appeared weak and aggressive, while most of the high-risk wards were unoccupied.

When approaching the abyss, they turned into despicable demons——

Then they dragged their persecutors into hell.

The author has something to say:

I don’t know why, but I thought of Raiden Karmapa Yang ○○＿（：з」∠）＿

The door and the space are fixed as the stems of the "corpse party" hhh, thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [land mine]: 1 Xiao Mo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!