No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

After thinking about the language a bit, he continued, "Xiao Hu pressed the alarm button and at the same time notified the nearby taxi drivers in the WeChat group with a quick message that he was hijacked!

I was also at the scene that night and saw Xiao Hu's distress message with my own eyes.It's a pity that I am far away, and I really can't catch up.

The seriously mentally ill passenger in the backseat saw Xiao Hu calling the police, and immediately became violent and hurt others. A fruit knife danced with holes in it, and stabbed the taxi seat in front of him full of holes. The madness of the passenger was frightening, and when the fruit knife was about to poke him, he stepped on the taxi in a hurry and escaped from the driver's seat.

He didn't dare to look back at all, and ran forward with his head buried, just running.

I don't know how long it took, and he ran out of strength, so he stopped slowly.

The surrounding area was pitch black, and there was no one in a radius of hundreds of meters. Xiao Hu hid in the dark for a long time. Seeing that the dangerous passenger with severe mental illness did not catch up, the police who responded to the police were on their way quickly. In the WeChat group The old taxi drivers nearby were about to arrive, so he poked his head out quietly and walked back along the original road.

suddenly.

A gust of wind blew on Xiao Hu, and he was cold all over his body. On the dark road, the figure of an old man suddenly appeared. It's a dress from the [-]s and [-]s.

How to get to Majia Lane?

The old man in old-fashioned clothes kept repeating this question asking for directions, and Xiao Hu felt as if he was standing next to ice, and the surroundings of the old man were surprisingly cold. "

The driving taxi stopped slowly, and the overweight Mediterranean driver stopped and said, "Young man, Qingshan Mental Hospital is here!"

"Ah?" Su Che was fascinated, "Is this the end?"

"Here, young man, this is my contact information. Call me next time you take a taxi, and I'll continue to tell this story!" The fat Mediterranean driver handed Su Che a card with his contact information on it, and shut up very wittily. .

Su Che stood on the side of the road with big bags and small bags, looked at the taxi leaving in Juechen, then looked at the taxi driver's contact card in his hand, and said speechlessly, "Did I get tricked by this taxi driver? Do taxis have so many tricks to solicit customers?"

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The vicinity of Qingshan Mental Hospital is very desolate. Along the road are verdant and towering pine trees. Three or five whitewashed sick buildings are scattered in the pine forest.

Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital is a fully enclosed hospital. In addition, the objects of service are extremely aggressive and dangerous mental patients. High walls surround Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital and are covered with barbed wire connected to high-voltage electricity. Compared with hospitals, this A mental hospital in a remote corner of Jiangcheng is more like a prison.

Su Che stood outside the Qingshan Mental Hospital, waiting for the arrival of the three members of the Ghost Story Association. Su Che made an appointment with them when they were at the Tangshan Reservoir last night, and met outside the Qingshan Mental Hospital at ten o'clock this morning.

On the bright side, he entered the Qingshan Mental Hospital to visit Mr. J who was frightened by him and sent him to the hospital for recuperation. In secret, he was looking for the reservoir owner who was imprisoned in the Qingshan Mental Hospital for treatment.

He looked up and down at the Qingshan Mental Hospital located under the shade of the pine forest. The specially painted white sick building was particularly strange, and seemed to be incompatible with the surrounding environment, exuding a strong ominous atmosphere, which made people daunted.

After waiting for a while, Kuangcheng's Alto car came quickly and stopped by the side of the road.

"President, good morning! Last night was really exciting and interesting!" Kuang Cheng shook down the carriage and said to Su Che with great interest.

During the day, the bluish-white color on Kuang Cheng's face became very light, and he looked not much different from normal people, only the faint smell of formalin reflected his half-human, half-corpse identity.

Fatty Qian sat in the co-pilot seat, and smiled embarrassedly at Su Che. Last night in Tangshan Reservoir, the starved ghost in his belly lost control, and spent most of his time swallowing ghost faces in the water and vomiting, until Su Che Throwing a modified version of the 67-style wooden handle grenade, under the strong explosion shock wave, the starving ghost parasitic in his abdominal cavity seemed to be frightened, and there was no reaction from last night until now.

But Xiao Tiantian did not appear in the car, Su Che frowned and asked, "Where is Xiao Tiantian? Why didn't you see her?"

"Sister Tian said that she went to find the girl of her dreams, and asked for a day off today." Kuang Cheng replied.

Britney Spears' dream girl?

Su Che took a deep breath, and then mourned for two seconds for Long Wenhua, who was recuperating at an unknown place. Brother Long was really miserable. As a friend of a female ghost, it was nothing more than being oppressed by a female ghost. After the trip to the Ghost Story Association, Being targeted by Xiao Tiantian, who was haunted by resentment again, she was pressed by a tiger tank, and she didn't know if Brother Long's mighty body could withstand it.

It's still early, and Su Che is quite curious about Britney's situation. Fatty Qian was parasitized by a starving ghost that became after the death of his master's apprentice who died of illness, and Kuang Cheng was even injured by a black-haired zombie, turning him into a half-human half-corpse Relying on the existence of entering the ghost story to release corpse poison and formalin embalming, it barely maintains its identity as a human being.

Either the two of them would die suddenly if they took out the parasitic ghost, or they were just one step away from turning into a black-haired zombie. It was very difficult. At least Su Che couldn't help them solve the problem now.

As for Britney, Su Che has only heard that she used to be the signature character of a certain radio station in Jiangcheng. She was haunted by resentment and became unrecognizable. After joining the Ghost Story Association, she lived in seclusion and was in charge of operating the Jiangcheng Ghost Story Radio Station. But what the hell is haunting her? But Su Che didn't know.

"Old K, you are very familiar with Xiao Tiantian. Do you know what kind of ghost is stalking her?" Su Che asked after stuffing the big and small bags into the Alto car and sitting in the back seat.

Kuang Cheng shook his head, "Sister Tian is very cautious and never talks about her past with other people. But I do know some inside information. When Sister Tian was an announcer on a radio station, everything was caused by a certain takeaway. Ghost takeaway! She used these three words to describe what happened at that time."

"Everyone in the radio station is dead, and their resentful souls live in Sister Tian's body. Don't look at the exaggerated size of Sister Tian now, it's because she bears the hatred of many resentful souls. The former Sister Tian actually... It's pretty." Kuang Cheng regretted.

Su Che muttered to himself, "Ghost takeout? Everyone in the radio station is dead..."

He took out his mobile phone, opened the browser to search, and quickly found the corresponding news.

"A collective food poisoning incident occurred at a radio station in Jiangcheng City. So far, seven deaths and three injuries have been caused. The condition of the three injured is still not optimistic. The restaurant involved has been shut down. The relevant department of food safety in Jiangcheng City has intervened in the investigation"

"Sad news!Tian Qin, the host of Jiangcheng Radio’s collective food poisoning case, died at [-] o’clock tonight, and the food safety issue once again sounded the alarm.”

"..."

Glancing at the contents of Su Che's phone screen, Kuang Cheng hastily added, "Actually, Sister Tian didn't die at all. After being transported to the funeral parlor, she sat up in a state of dying illness. I don't know what happened next. The matter was kept secret, without mentioning a word."

"I see." Put away the phone, since Tianqin is still saved, Su Che plans to ask her personally afterwards.

Under the leadership of Kuang Cheng, Su Che and Fatty Qian followed him to the iron gate under the high wall at the end of the road. The guard seemed to be familiar with Kuang Cheng, and when he saw him coming, he greeted him enthusiastically, "Mr. What about the patient?"

According to the formal procedures, family members of patients are not allowed to enter the mental hospital to visit patients. Su Che stared at Kuang Cheng silently. Sure enough, Kuang Cheng took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the guard, and said in a low voice, "Visit for ten minutes." , Brother, please help me!"

"It's easy to say, no problem!" The guard glanced around, and when he saw no one, he quickly took the money from Kuang Cheng, and said in a deep voice, "It's still the same as before. You said you were here to apply for the security guard, and I will take you Go in for an interview, and you will visit patients during the visit."

"There is still this kind of operation?" Su Che was surprised, and asked the guard, "Is there a shortage of guards and security guards in Qingshan Mental Hospital?"

The guard glanced at Su Che and lowered his voice, "It's not just a lack of people, you can't find enough people at all. You come here during the day and you don't know. At night, the Qingshan Mental Hospital is full of demons. Doctors and nurses dare not enter casually. You have to be accompanied by security guards." The newly recruited door guards and security guards often insist on less than a month before resigning and running away!"

"With all due respect, guarding the gate here is more infiltrating than working as a security guard on the night shift at Jiangcheng Funeral Parlor!" The guard brother added.

Su Che was dumbfounded, "So outrageous?"

Su Che just went to Jiangcheng Funeral Home last night. There are hundreds of ghosts in the morgue alone. Qingshan Mental Hospital is even more terrifying than Jiangcheng Funeral Home. Isn’t that...

The doorman brother sighed, "It's just so outrageous!"

The three of them registered the signboard information form in the guard room, and filled in random information to fool people. The guard led the three of Su Che into the Qingshan Mental Hospital and walked to the first house behind the high wall. The elder brother of the guard introduced, "One Ward No. [-] mainly treats mild and severe mentally ill patients. From Ward No. [-] to Ward No. [-], the risk of mentally ill patients rises sharply. The patient you are looking for lives on the third floor of Ward No. [-]."

Entering the No. [-] ward, the doorman brought three people at the front desk, and said that he brought Su Che, who was applying for security, to visit. The nurse on duty just glanced at them, and pushed out a form for them to register their names. The lax management makes Su Che feel a little unbelievable.

Continue to register names casually to fool the nurse on duty. Before going upstairs, the nurse on duty made an emphatic statement, "Just take them outside for a tour, and don't go in inside the No. [-] ward. It won't be too late to go in after officially entering the job."

The old doorman nodded yes, and led the three of Su Che up the stairs slowly, to the innermost ward on the left side of the third floor of No. [-] Ward Building.

Looking in through the glass window welded to the iron bars, Mr. J, who occupies the entire ward alone, is bound by his hands and feet with a straitjacket, staring at the ceiling in a daze with a loveless expression, only the madness and chaos entangled in his eyes No matter what, no matter who saw his eyes, he would subconsciously think that he was a dangerous and severely mentally ill patient.

Suddenly, Mr. J seemed to realize that someone was looking at him through the window. He turned his head fiercely and looked out of the window viciously, releasing full and vivid malicious emotions.

But in the next moment, Su Che's face appeared in his eyes. Even though it was the first time he saw Su Che, Su Che's unique temperament almost instantly reminded him of the "Ghosts Scary People" ghost talk that forced the ghost to sing repeatedly. Newcomer Mr. Su for three days and three nights.

gan oh!

"I even ran to Qingshan Mental Hospital to escape reality and recuperate my spirit, but you still chased me, Mr. Su, are you a devil?" Mr. J roared in his heart.

Being bound by the straitjacket, his mad and malicious expression disappeared for a moment, deep fear appeared on his face, and he struggled violently.

"Look, his mental illness will be healed as soon as he sees me!" Su Che pointed to Mr. J who was struggling violently and said with a smile.

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"Is this what you're talking about?" Mr. J cursed inwardly.

Seeing Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian standing beside Su Che, Mr. J suppressed his crazy thoughts. There was no way, Su Che acted crazier than him in the world of ghost stories.

On the contrary, he, a dangerous and severely mentally ill patient who was locked up in the Qingshan Mental Hospital and tied to the bed with a straitjacket, seemed relatively normal.

After all, he is just crazy, not stupid. When encountering someone who is more dangerous than him, it is a wise choice to take the initiative to confess.

The doorman took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and took a puff happily, "Go in and visit the patients. I'll let you out. If a doctor or nurse comes over, I'll notify you immediately!"

The tone is so skillful, it is definitely not the first time to do this kind of thing, it seems that the doorman brother is probably a repeat offender.

Su Che was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he pushed the door open and walked into the ward.

Seeing Su Che and others walk into the ward, Mr. J stopped struggling, lying flat as a bachelor, with a nervous smile on his sickly face, "Good morning, everyone, have you eaten yet?"

"What's wrong with Mr. J today? It doesn't look like your style!" Fatty Qian said in surprise. Mr. J in the past was a complete lunatic in Fatty Qian's impression. A member of the association, he almost never has any contact with Mr. J.

But now Mr. J... seems to have become a normal person...

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. He frowned and looked at Mr. J, but unexpectedly, Mr. J glanced at him as if he was looking at a fool, "I'm mentally ill, but I'm not a fool. The big guys are here today." The Qingshan Mental Hospital is looking for me, could it be that there is a group activity?"

Fatty Qian wants to cry but has no tears. This feeling of being despised by a mentally ill person as a fool in public is so barren and strange, oh!

"I, Su, have not had time to get to know you well since I became the president of the Ghost Story Association, so I plan to take you to Yangping for a tour and team building. What do you think, Mr. J?" Su Che said to Mr. J with a smile .

Mr. J calmed down completely. A mental patient had a wide-ranging mind. He subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find evidence. It was normal to go to Yangping Ancient Town, a tourist attraction around Jiangcheng, to build a tour group.

"It's just that, as a secret and shady supernatural society, the Guild of Ghosts is engaged in group building in a fair manner, isn't it a bit..." Fatty Qian muttered weakly, "Besides, the activity funds on the association's books are not much... ...."

Mr. J wished that Su Che, a dangerous person, would leave quickly, and agreed with Fatty Qian unusually, "The association's funds are tight. As members of the association, we must uphold a hard and simple style and never cause trouble to the association, so this team building is still counted." Come on!"

"No! The members of the association will not only turn on the radio at night to spread urban ghost stories, but also enter the world of ghost stories to meet ghosts and do tasks. After a long period of mental stress, they are very likely to suffer from serious mental illness like Mr. J. As the president of the ghost story association How can I just sit back and watch this inhuman thing happen?" Su Che said righteously, "Needless to say, you have to go to this team building, or you have to go if you don't. Go to Yangping!"

Seeing that Su Che won't change his mind, Mr. J, a severely mentally ill patient who is not a fool, knelt decisively, "I understand, I will escape from Qingshan Mental Hospital tonight to participate in the association team building!"

"He who understands current affairs is a brilliant man. You both need to learn from Mr. J." Su Che nodded in satisfaction, looked at Kuang Cheng who was only thinking about salary increase, and Fatty Qian who was fussy about every detail, and then walked over to Mr. J. Stepping up to him, he patted his body tied up in the hospital bed by the restraint clothes, "That's it, we will see you outside Qingshan Mental Hospital in the early hours of tonight. Don't try to run away. I will definitely catch you. Advice Just one word, young people can do it for themselves!"

Walking out of the ward under Mr. J's desperate and crazy gaze, the doorman, who hadn't finished smoking a cigarette, was a little surprised, "So fast? You just went in for less than two minutes!"

"Ten minutes as promised, I won't refund the money before the time is up!" The doorman added as he stubbed out his cigarette.

"It's okay, Brother Guard, I'm asking you something, you must answer me seriously."

Su Che's expression became serious, and he fixed his gaze on the doorman's elder brother so hard that his hairs started to stand out, and his voice became a little trembling, "Ask...what are you asking?"

"A few years ago, I had a friend contracted to raise fish in Tangshan Reservoir. Later, he couldn't think of committing suicide by throwing himself into the river. Fortunately, he was rescued, but he became crazy. I heard that he was also locked up in Qingshan Mental Hospital for treatment. Brother, do you know which building he was locked in?"

The old doorman pondered for a while, his face turned pale, he looked around, saw that no one else was in front of Su Che, and asked in a low voice, "The friend you mentioned is the owner of Tangshan Reservoir, right?"

"What? Brother guard, you know him too?" Su Che said happily.

The cigarette butt that had just been extinguished was lit again, and the doorman was smoking, and the smoke rose up with a tangled expression on his face.

Su Che glanced at Kuang Cheng, and he proactively took out a few more banknotes and stuffed them into the hands of the doorman brother, secretly showing Su Che his empty wallet, signaling Su Che not to forget about the salary increase.

After receiving the banknotes from Kuang Cheng, the old doorman smoked the half-burned cigarettes in one go, let out a long breath, and said to the three of Su Che, "There are so many people here, it's hard to talk about things, you guys Come with me."

The old doorman led the way, followed by the three of Su Che. They walked down from the third floor and came to the dense pine forest next to the No. [-] ward.

"I've heard about the owner of Tangshan Reservoir. He's locked up in No. [-] Ward Building in the deepest part of Qingshan Mental Hospital." The old guard opened his mouth quietly, and after a pause, he continued, "You outsiders may not know that well. What does Ward No. [-] represent? I can tell you very clearly that all the people locked there are extremely dangerous mental patients."

"The rainy night murderer who caused a sensation in Jiangcheng [-] years ago, the crazy followers of the corpse-eating cult, the chainsaw maniac from Shuangqing, the mentally deranged Twin Lolita, and the owner of the Tangshan Reservoir you are looking for... ...They were all detained in Ward No. [-]."

The old doorman looked at the sick building hidden in the green forest and sealed off by the steel fence, and his eyes were full of deep fear.

"Most of the mental patients held there are villains with bloody hands. I don't know why they are not shot directly. They may be locked in the most dangerous ward in the depths of the Qingshan Mental Hospital. The horrible suffering of those things is the best punishment for them!" The guard brother said with emotion.

Su Che caught the loophole in the guard's words, and asked quickly, "Those things?"

"Ah?" Knowing that he had slipped his tongue, the old doorman pretended to be stupid, "What are those things? I don't know anything, don't talk nonsense, I didn't tell you these things, just now there was an unknown force manipulating I said these words, it has nothing to do with me!"