No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

When the accelerator was pressed to the bottom, the speed of the taxi soared violently, and the roar of the engine could even be heard throughout the street.

The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and the surrounding dark environment undoubtedly magnified Xu Hai's inner fear. He just wanted to drive the taxi faster, and then drive faster, and wait until other people appeared around him, sticking to the window My little nonsense might just disappear voluntarily just like the wayfinding ghost that appeared that night.

Xiao Hu, whose whole face was stuck to the car window, didn't move, but... the closed car window was opened at some point, and the cool night wind poured into the car, making a whirring sound, a gust of cold It feels like appearing beside Xu Hai.

Glanced at the co-pilot position beside him, the blood in his whole body poured into his brain instantly, and Xu Hai's hands and feet turned cold instantly.

Hu...

Sit in the co-pilot seat next to him...

His arms trembled unconsciously, his five fingers trembled convulsively inwardly like an epileptic seizure, and the cold sweat oozing from his vest was even more uncontrollable. In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have just been fished out of the water.

The taxi was still moving forward at high speed, Xu Hai's brain filled with fear could hardly think, his body was shaking uncontrollably, so that the steering wheel in his hand fluttered left and right, driving the whole taxi on the road flutter.

Xiao Hu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, raised his head and stared at Xu Hai with a pair of black bloodshot eyes. He asked for the third time, "How do I get to Majia Lane?"

"How do I know how to go to Majia Lane? The night you hit a ghost, Hu, although I, Old Xu, couldn't come to rescue you because I was too far away from you, but I also proactively contacted the nearest taxi driver and rushed to rescue you. We have no grievances in the past, and we have no hatred in the present. It is none of my business that you were killed by that ghost asking for directions. If you want revenge, you should go to the ghost asking for directions who killed you. Ah!" Xu Hai's emotions had already collapsed, and he yelled hoarsely while holding the steering wheel with both hands.

The temperature inside the car seemed to be dropping continuously. Xu Haiming was leaning on the soft imitation leather seat, but it was as if the thing he was leaning on was ice, which was cold and hard.

"Giggle!"

Suddenly, an extremely loud rooster crowing sound exploded from the pitch-black outside of the car.

In Xu Hai's emotionally broken eyes, he saw a slick of oily light flashing in mid-air, and then, a big rooster with muscles all over, shiny feathers, and a red comb on its head flew over from nowhere , landed on the hood of the taxi that was speeding forward.

The muscular chicken thighs looked full of strength, and the two gleaming chicken claws scratched off the paint leather of the hood.

Not only that, but Xu Hai also saw a bald chicken whose feathers were almost falling off, running wildly on the road, and the turbid old corns glowed with fighting spirit.

Bang!

The windshield of the car window with the explosion-proof film was pecked by the sharp beak of the big rooster on the hood and shattered, and Xiao Hu, who was sitting in the taxi co-pilot and looking at Xu Hai with black bloodshot eyes, had not had time to let go The fourth time he asked for directions, his head was blown off under the impact of the deliberate punch of the big rooster who jumped high and then suddenly fell.

Xu Hai looked at the big rooster's determined corns, and felt a dreamlike sense of unreality in his heart, "Am I dreaming? Or is this chicken genetically mutated?"

"Clack cluck!" The big rooster raised its head high and made an incomparably loud crowing sound.

It didn't even look at Xu Hai, its two muscular chicken thighs clamped Xiao Hu's shoulders, and its sharp chicken claws pierced Xiao Hu's shoulder blades.

With a sudden force, Xiao Hu, who was deliberately punched by the big rooster to blow his head off, was directly pulled out by the big rooster from the shattered windshield of the taxi.

The hard beak and sharp chicken claws flickered coldly from time to time, and in the blink of an eye, the mustache that was pulled out of the taxi by it was torn to pieces.

At this time, Xu Hai could see clearly what Xiaohu was torn into pieces by the big rooster. It was clearly an old man dressed in the 60s and [-]s of the last century!

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[Mission Progress Update: Hunter in the Dark Night (Tier 23) 30/[-]]

Su Che's ear suddenly remembered the system notification sound of Mo De's feelings. After two days, he didn't know which unlucky ghost died under Brother Chicken's sharp chicken claws.

"Good guy, I'm treating patients in the ward, and you're hiding in the corridor to steal food, Fatty Qian!" By the time Su Che left Ward 109, the hungry and thirsty Fatty Qian had already gnawed off his chest and died. Ask the old man Lu's two legs.

Looking at the old man who only had his upper body left, but still persevered in asking for directions from his mouth sealed with plastic wrap, Su Che couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "You're so dedicated to asking for directions even though your legs have been gnawed off." !"

Witnessing with my own eyes that Su Che cured the two patients in Ward 109 with incredible treatment methods, Yu Yuan could not recover from your teasing emotions for a long time. After locking the door of Ward 109, Dean Yu’s expression become dignified.

"Dean Yu, what's going on in No. [-] Ward Building of Qingshan Mental Hospital, can you tell us about it?" The candle in Dean Yu's hand was dimly lit, but it hadn't been burning for half a day since he showed up. For half a minute, Su Che stared deeply at the candle in Dean Yu's hand, and then said sideways.

"Since you have a way to cure the mentally ill patients in Ward No. [-], I will tell you everything about Ward No. [-]!" Dean Yu began to tell about the past of Ward No. [-]. "Qingshan Mental Hospital was originally a mental hospital. A specialized hospital for the treatment of severely mentally ill patients, Dr. Su, as a psychiatrist, you should be very clear that the world seen by severely mentally ill patients is completely different from the world seen by us normal people!"

"Their world is bizarre, distorted and indistinguishable. Things that we normal people think are unimaginable may be taken for granted in the eyes of some severely mentally ill patients."

"So, when dealing with severe mentally ill patients whose cognition has been severely distorted and aggressive, we generally adopt control treatment...even coercive means..."

Dean Yu looked far away, paused for a while, and then continued, "The work of treating severely mentally ill patients is heavy and depressing. I have been in contact with these severely mentally ill patients whose cognition has been distorted for a long time, and even us normal people have no understanding of the world. The cognition was inadvertently distorted, I remember very clearly, it was a necessary mental state assessment test twice a year, no one thought... an accident happened..."

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"Accident?" Su Che asked in surprise.

As a doctor in the psychiatry department of the Third People's Hospital, he naturally knows that psychiatrists will also be affected by distorted cognition from mental patients when they diagnose and treat patients with mental illness.

This is a very dangerous thing.

It penetrates the heart, but it will be polluted by the broken heart, especially in the environment of Qingshan Mental Hospital. It is normal for people to have a certain degree of distortion in their cognition after being in contact with severely mentally ill patients day after day.

Regarding Su Che's sudden interruption, Dean Yu just nodded dryly without explaining in detail. He continued, his voice became very low, "At that time, the No. [-] ward was not called the No. [-] ward. , as Dongjiang is one of the few Qingshan Mental Hospitals that specialize in housing and treating severely mentally ill patients, there are severely mentally ill patients from all over Dongjiang who either actively or passively come to the hospital for treatment!"

"We would never have imagined that there would be a doctor in Qingshan Mental Hospital who would be successfully brainwashed by the patients he treated and become a fanatic of a cult! On the day of the mental state evaluation test, Dr. Zou...that is, the A doctor who was brainwashed by his patients to become a fanatic of a cult...he inserted a scalpel into his own neck, cut off his own carotid artery, and blood...hot blood sprayed all over the room.. ...almost like hell..."

"The panicked doctors and nurses immediately called the police, but before the police arrived, the severely mentally ill patient who brainwashed Dr. Zou into a cult fanatic...he was in the ward, using the sharp end of a toothbrush , took his own life in the same way..."

Dean Yu's eyes became very frightening, he looked towards the messy corridor where litter was everywhere, "I was not too old at that time, even if I didn't see this kind of tragedy caused by cognitive distortion with my own eyes However, I also heard similar cases mentioned by seniors in the field of psychiatry, and I thought that the suicide of Dr. Zou and that patient was just a manifestation of extreme cognition, but what happened afterwards overturned my old cognition!"

"On the night they committed suicide, something terrifying came to Qingshan Mental Hospital. That thing was a strange black shadow. Patients and medical staff died under the attack of that shadow. The severely mentally ill patient who committed suicide was exactly the same. He cut his throat with a sharp weapon and cut off his carotid artery. The scalding blood almost dyed Ward No. [-] red. I even thought that the place I was in was hell, but unfortunately there was no One knows what it is!"

From Dean Yu's words, Su Che gained a deeper understanding of what happened in Ward No. [-] of Qingshan Hospital, "The cultist who entered Qingshan Mental Hospital for treatment successfully brainwashed his attending doctor. The blood sacrifice in the form of suicide summoned something terrifying to descend, and then turned No. [-] ward into hell!"

Su Che thought again of the infiltrating mural painted with fingernails and blood on the wall of Ward 106, where the crazy believers of the corpse-eating cult were held, and the mural of Jianghai No. 422 cruise ship holding the entire cruise ship under the sea surface A rotting corpse in his arms.

"President Yu, is the cult you're talking about a corpse-eating cult?" Su Che asked aloud.

"Doctor Su, your sense of smell is very keen!" Dean Yu glanced at Su Che appreciatively, and continued in a terrified tone, "I am the only survivor under the attack of that black shadow, you know how I survived Did it come down?"

"I sealed it into my shadow!" Dean Yu raised the candle in his hand, "When I was the only living person left in Ward No. [-], it found me and got into my shadow At that time, I felt that my body was no longer under my control!"

"Earlier, I hid in the cabinet and witnessed the killing method of the black shadow with my own eyes. It controlled the living person to commit suicide by replacing the shadow of the living person. When it got into my shadow, I lit the candle that I had prepared for a long time. !"

"The candlelight made my shadow reappear, and that strange black shadow was sealed in my shadow. This lit candle made me, Patient No. [-] and the black man who got into my shadow The shadow has an inseparable connection, as long as I don't leave Ward No. [-], this candle will never go out, and that black shadow will never escape from my shadow!"

When Dean Yu said this, he suddenly felt a little disappointed, "I feel that I can't live for too long. After I die, the black shadow that was sealed in my shadow will definitely escape... If you let that If the black shadow escapes, many people will die..."

"In recent years, people from Dongjiang Guoan have successively sent many dangerous and severely mentally ill patients to Ward No. [-]. I can't cure them, but they seem to be very afraid when they see me. Maybe they are afraid of the person in my shadow. Only scary shadows..."

Before Dean Yu finished speaking, Su Che glanced at his bloody back.

Sure enough, although Dean Yu was holding the still burning candle, the dim light of the flame kept dancing, but there was no shadow behind him!

Su Che originally thought that there was no shadow behind Dean Yu but that he became a ghost after his death, but he never thought that it was the black shadow sealed in his shadow that escaped.

"It seems that when I was in the guard room of Ward No. [-], the blood splattered on the window of the room on the fourth floor of Ward No. [-] that was suddenly lit was the shadow that escaped from the shadow of Dean Yu and killed him. When you die!" Su Che became vigilant in his heart.

If what Dean Yu said is not false, then this terrifying black shadow descending on the No. [-] ward may be as strange as the pale-faced female ghost, an unkillable monster!

Otherwise, Dongjiang Guoan, who had been in contact with Dean Yu for a long time, would not let this black shadow sealed in his own shadow by Dean Yu continue to exist, but it is a pity that the No. For some reason, Dean Yu was killed by a terrifying shadow, and fell into a state of loss of control again.

and......

Su Che looked at Dean Yu holding a candle in front of him...

If Dean Yu knew that he had been killed by a black shadow and turned into a ghost, something terrible might happen. Su Che even suspected that Dean Yu brought the ghosts that enveloped the entire Qingshan Mental Hospital!

After all, according to what Dean Yu just said, there are no such things as ghosts and ghosts in the shadows descending on the No. [-] ward!

The feeling of being the hope of Dean Yu, the ghost in red, to heal the severely mentally ill patients in Ward No. [-]...is a bit delicate.

Everyone looked at Dean Yu who was leading the way with a candle in their eyes, with fear, admiration or fear...

"People from Dongjiang Guoan asked me to designate someone to manage No. [-] ward when I realized that I was about to fail. Doctor Su, are you willing to take on this burden?" Dean Yu suddenly stopped and asked Su Che.

But at this moment, a miserable scream suddenly came from the second floor of No. [-] ward.

This is the voice of the crazy cultist of the Corpse Eating Cult.

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"Dean Yu, do you mean to be appointed by the emperor?"

Facing Dean Yu, Su Che said seriously, "I, Su, are really not humble. You said that I am a part-time security guard and a psychiatrist in Ward No. [-]. Why did you suddenly ask me to take over the most dangerous department in Qingshan Mental Hospital?" How about Ward No. [-]?"

"I think Dr. Su is so courageous, and you can treat the severely mentally ill patients in Ward No. [-], so I decided to be you!" Dean Yu said seriously.

After saying this, Dean Yu continued to move forward holding the candle, as if he didn't hear the miserable screams that suddenly came from the second floor of Ward No. [-] just now.

A lot of sundries were thrown in the dark corridor, and in the crowded place, only one person could even pass through.

Su Che casually glanced at the piles of debris around him, a strong stale and decaying smell came out, and he seemed to vaguely see something wriggling in the pile of debris.

But on closer inspection, there was nothing there.

"Dean Yu, where are we going next?" Su Che asked.

Dean Yu's footsteps did not stop again, but became a little faster. Su Che slowed down and scanned the piles of debris around him, and he was already four or five meters away from him.

"Go to Ward 106, I'll take you to see a rather special patient." Dean Yu's voice came lightly from the front.

"Eh..." Su Che was silent for a moment, and told the fact that the crazy members of the corpse-eating cult in Ward 106 had already escaped, "When we first entered Ward 106, the patients in Ward [-] escaped. , At that time, I still wanted to treat him, but unfortunately this patient was quite resistant, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye."

Director Yu, who heard the sound, reacted strongly. He turned back holding a candle, his old face was full of anxiety, "Why didn't you say earlier, how did the patient in ward 106 escape?"

"About half an hour." Su Che took out his phone and glanced at the time, the bloody light on the screen was reflected on his face, giving Dean Yu a cold feeling.

"It's a big trouble." Dean Yu said with a sudden change of expression.

Su Che asked, "How big is it? It's more troublesome than haunting in Qingshan Mental Hospital?"

"The patient in ward 106 is a member of the corpse-eating cult. The terrifying existence in Ward No. [-] comes from the corpse-eating cult. You should be aware of his danger by now, Doctor Su?" Dean Yu hurried forward , It seems to be looking for the crazy believers of the Corpse Evil Cult.

Su Che stopped Dean Yu, "I saw the patients in Ward 106 flee towards the second floor of Ward [-]!"

With a clear goal, Dean Yu's speed suddenly accelerated. Under the leadership of Dean Yu, Su Che and others quickly shuttled through the corridor full of sundries, and soon came to the second floor leading to No. [-] Ward Building stairway.

An opened iron door appeared in front of Su Che's eyes. There was a lock on the bolt of the iron door, but it seemed to be smashed open with a hard object, full of pits and holes.

"I locked the iron door when I came down, but now it was broken open. Sure enough, the patients in Ward 106 escaped to the second floor!" Dean Yu took the lead and walked into the second floor leading to Ward No. [-], looking gloomy Horrible stairwell.

Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap... Slap...

pat!

In the silent corridor, six different footsteps sounded one after another.

Finally, there was another slight noise.

Su Che stopped abruptly, leaving aside Dean Yu who was suspected to have been murdered and turned into a ghost, there were only five living people in the team... but there were the sounds of seven people walking...

Sweeping his gaze towards Fatty Qian at the back, behind him... stood a black figure who was not much different from his size...

Fatty Qian hugged the flower pot, holding the ghost asking for directions. He always felt as if someone was blowing air on his neck from behind. It was cold and itchy, and the slight coolness made him shiver all over.

"Don't make trouble, be careful, I will call the president to treat you!" Fighting to the death against the parasitic starving ghost in the abdominal cavity, forcibly suppressing Fatty Qian, who was getting more and more hungry, thinking that Huang Jian was playing tricks on him behind him.