Chapter 115: .Jingsuitai Expressway (5)

What do you mean?
Voigtton paused and frowned: "Aren't you complaining?"
"I don't have it!" Xu Yingjie panicked his hands into his hair in panic, panicking. "I was thinking about things just now, and I didn't say anything!"
Zhong Xiao realized that it was wrong and anxiously said: "What? You haven't complained about the darkness and tide here, and said what is staring at you?"
"It's really not me..." Xu Yingjie almost cried. "Sister, you testify to me! It's a ghost, a ghost!"
The little fat girl nodded worriedly: "My brother didn't speak, he kept holding my hand."
Who is that?
The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment. Yuan Rong wanted to push the wave to help Lan say something, but listened to a man's voice in the air quietly.
He was very anxious and moved to work from a lazy complaint when he just rested. He said: "Nurse, the 14th ward is in a coma, is there any hormones!"
After a short pause, he deserved a negative answer, sobbing: "Why is this, the Lius are all good people, God, what the did they do!"
His speech immediately became confused, murmuring what "flood", what "sin", what "impossible", and no longer speak.
Everyone looked at each other in panic. The sound seemed to escape from the air, and no one opened their mouths!
Yuan Rong looked up quietly, and Voigt looked very bad. His deep eyes suppressed the storm. His heart smirked with joy, and he sang in a minor key.
"Heji and Jiye have many ghosts, on earth and Jihe.
"The of the river eats the face of a bodhisattva.
The young boy's pliable and slightly neutral voice echoed gently in the empty corridor, like a ghost covered in human skin, whispering softly beside everyone's ears.
He is still singing: "The of the river eats the face of a man and a bodhisattva.
"Foreign Water Ghost... White Devil..."
"Don't, don't sing anymore!" Lan Xin almost collapsed, but the young man's voice was like a water ghost's smooth and flexible arm, which continued to ring in the ear and could not linger. She couldn't hold back her fear and cried in disorder again. Screaming loudly, "Stop-stop now -!"
The singing stopped abruptly.
Yuan Rong's eye with contact lenses satisfactorily saw three figures in white coats stop behind Lan Xin.
They seemed to be volunteer nurses in the village. Their faces were tired and waxy, and they couldn't see clearly under the old-style nurse's hat. The white coats were stained and spotted. If you look closely, you can see that the big flowers have dried up into black and red blood spots. .
They were slow-moving machinery, and at the heart of the blue heart roaring loudly, they walked out of the clinic slowly and step by step.
Lan Xin was still crying, and her spirit was obviously abnormal. Zhao Pengtian tried to pull her up and was swung aside. He can't be angry, looking for the original content theory, but think about it, what is the use of you and NPC to breathe gas?
But the next second, something terrible happened.
Severe tingling came from behind, one knife, two knives... Lan Xin couldn't believe her belly, and vomited a large bubble of bright red blood in her mouth. She staggered and tried to stand up, but her shoulders were so powerful in the air Hold it down as if there are a few strong peasant women pressing her irresistibly!
She desperately screamed, blood flowing like water in her mouth: "Save me, save me, I hurt so much-Pengtian!"
Zhao Pengtian tried to pull her up, but he fell staggered. He couldn't believe it: He was always in fitness and he was a god. He couldn't pull a weak woman?
The flashlight swept over, and I saw a cold flash in Lan Xin's small belly, which was actually two sharp rusty scissors! The scissors seemed to be manipulated, pulled out, and inserted fiercely, and Lan Xin screamed wildly in pain, and finally, gradually lost his voice.
That's it, she was alive with too much blood and died under the eyes of everyone. Even to death, no one knows what happened to her.
Only the original contents were clear: the three sturdy nurses clapped their hands with satisfaction, and slowly left again step by step. The figure disappeared at the entrance of the clinic.
In Yu Guangli, Yuan Rong saw Zhong Xiaozang's smile that couldn't be concealed under the mask, and was shining playfully.
Lan Xin's death was too sudden, she has always been cautious and meticulous, it can be said that there is no sign of death.
Zhao Pengtian's face was ashes, squatting on the ground holding Lan Xin's body, his eyes full of anger and grief. Xu Yingjie understood his mood and sighed and patted his back.
Yuan Rong timidly buried his face in Voigt's arms. Voigt thought he was terrified and comforted him well. Yuan Rong could clearly feel Zhao Pengtian's angry eyes.
After the party calmed down, Xu Yingjie's voice was sad: "This will not work. No progress has been made, and Ping Bai has lost two companions."
Voigt focused his head: "If Miss Tian is an accident, Miss Lan's death is too strange."
Zhong Xiao seconded: "Although it is S and other difficulty, it will not be dead for no reason. She must have triggered the taboo of death, but it is difficult to detect."
What triggered her?
Zhao Pengtian gritted his teeth and yelled in a low voice: "It was the NPC who did it, he was definitely not a good person! It must have been the song he sang brought in ghosts, and before he did more bad things, kill him quickly! Maybe, he was ghost!"
The chubby girl and Xu Yingjie glanced at each other, and said with embarrassment: "He hurts us, but don't tell us how to deal with the blood-sucking moths? Don't forget, Lan Xin and the wounds on your body were solved by his idea."
Zhong Xiao also commented: "Brother Zhao, I know you are sad, but one yard to one yard, this broken child is the only clue breakthrough for the task. It's not good to say, without the slightest bit of his sporadic disclosure, we can't do anything more. Or, the song he sang was heard by all of us, and Lan Xin had an accident, and surely she triggered the taboo."
The chubby girl slammed her thigh with a jerk: "When I was chatting, I got into a ghost. I thought about it carefully, Lan Xin and Brother Zhao all talked to the ghost. Then the NPC sang a strange song, and Lan Xin was scared. Endless...Where is the problem?"
"It's okay to talk to the ghost," Voigt said in a deep voice. "The ghost's words don't seem malicious, and Mr. Zhao hasn't happened. I think...it may be Lan Xin screaming."
He continued to explain: "Although it has been abandoned for a long time, it is a hospital. Under normal circumstances, the hospital does not allow loud noise. This is a possible'taboo' we think of."
The guy still had a little brain, Yuan Rong pursed his lips, and looked at Zhong Xiao, who couldn't see his face under the mask. The latter's eyes flickered.
Zhong Xiao nodded: "It makes sense. Next, we must pay attention to this'taboo'. However, since there are taboos, it means that the hospital is an important task place."
After a discussion with the group, Fang Caiye mentioned "going to the operating room" when he was chatting. After synthesizing the clue of "Yingren Water Ghost White Devil", he decided to avoid the operating room and investigate the clinic first.
There are three clinics, two large and one small, side by side on the right side of the corridor leading to the ward area.
To save time, the only remaining five acted separately, and Voigt investigated the younger; Zhong Xiao and Zhao Pengtian in the middle; Xu Yingjie and his sister.
None of the clinic doors are locked, as if waiting for the tester to investigate.
Yuan Rong noticed that the three clinics were not divided by subjects, but by sitting doctors. The biggest is Svnit·Joet; the middle is Madson·Remboir; the smallest is Celia·Joet, the two Joets may be husband and wife.
The door of the whole hospital is the most common metal door. The clinic is located in the middle. The rust is not serious. There is a schedule behind the door. The last date is August 4, 1941. There are five operations.
This kind of wartime neutral public welfare hospital is also in that era, and the manpower is very insufficient. The average Celia doctor performs no less than five operations per day on various topics, covering all aspects. Like a small illness like a cold and fever, there is no bed directly, and you can rest at home.
Inside the house is a long wooden table that rises to a crisp, a Chinese-style armchair, and behind it is a low cabinet, the most common kind of carpenter. The drawer was too swollen due to foaming, and Voigt could pull it out vigorously, but there was nothing.
It's strange, it's too clean here. There is only a pocket watch and a bottle of pen water on the table. I can't find the pen, nor any literature, it seems that there are doctors who have done business here.
In 1941, the China Anti-Japanese War was not over, but after August 4, he had no schedule at all-it seemed that the doctor had evacuated after August 4.
In fact, this makes sense. After all, foreign friendly volunteers can’t stand the high-density work and difficult conditions, and can’t force them to leave, but Voigt opened his pocket watch, but there was a picture inside.
The photo is of a family of four, all of them white. A light-haired woman in her thirties is embracing a man in his thirties, and the two lovely little daughters below seem to be twins, and look similar. It is estimated that the location of this photo shooting was not Huaxia, but it was full of happiness before coming to China.
In those days, there was no mobile phone. It was common for people going out to put small photos in pocket watches. But a great mother who devotes herself to the cause of peace will forget to take this pocket watch when she evacuates?
It's a bit unreasonable.
Hara said, "You can put me down, it's more convenient. I'm too much trouble for you."
Voigt is also hypocritical, and for the tester, the task is the first. He carefully put the original content on the ground, let him lean against the wall for a while, and continue to investigate.
The original content does not hide, the bright and upright look under the eyes of Voigt's curious curiosity, showing the true nature of NPC identity.
In the large drawer on the lowest floor of the low cabinet, Voigt found a small wood carving.
The wood carving was very small, and the thumb was so big. Voigt looked over and over. There was a hole under the wood carving, but there was nothing in it. This seems to be just a gadget, and the art can't be called.
But Voigt knew that this abrupt appearance in this office must be useful.
He handed it to Yuan Rong: "What is this? Is the God of China?"
Of course, Rongrong didn't know, and he took it as a curiosity.
Typical Chinese art style, the carpenter's hand is a bit rough. This is a bodhisattva woman holding a baby. Her face is charitable, her smile is kind, her ear lobe is extremely long, she is wearing a veil, and the baby in her arms is also smart and cute. There are lotus flowers and waves under her feet, which seem to come from the water.
He turned his head and was so shocked that the woodcarving was released, and "bang" fell to the ground.
Immediately, his feet softened and he kneeled down with a scream of fear, "Come, come..."
Voigt realized that it was wrong and stepped forward to hurry him up, only to see that the original look was in a trance, and his eyes were dull, muttering: "The river is on, the river spares me..."
"You mean this is the river god?" Voigt grabbed the point and picked up the statue. "This doesn't look like a of evil?"
The other two teams have completed the investigation. Seeing that Voigt hasn't come out for a long time, he pushed in the door and saw what he looked like when he was kneeling on the ground and was terrified.
Zhong Xiao was sharp-eyed and hurried over to take the wood carving in Voigt's hands: "What's going on? This thing also exists in the house we investigated."
The little fat girl also took one out of her pocket: "It seems that every house has it."
Voigt briefly said the original words, several people looked different.
Zhong Xiaomo took the minibus and thought about it: "'The God of the River eats the face of the Bodhisattva'. Many evil gods disguised as kindness in order to deceive the trust of the people. But what is this baby holding?"
"Sacrifice?" The chubby girl inferred from his words, "Don't evil gods prefer birth sacrifices, such as babies, virgins. When the droughts and floods happened, the ignorant ancients believed in evil spirits to do evil, in order to sacrifice to evil spirits Satisfaction, that is, the end of natural disasters, it is very likely that the sword will go slanted."
Voigt thought the logic was wrong, frowning and thinking, and the little fat girl said again: "In fact, my brother and I found several reports in Dr. Madson's office."
Instead of a report, it's a medical record. This Madson seems to be very well-adjusted, and it's a diary.
July 20:
"... Unbelievable, unbelievable! There is such a thing in the world that cannot be explained by common sense.
"... It's really worthwhile to come to China. It might be cruel to say this. I am very sorry for the people. They could have had a more magnificent life. But in them, I also saw the things that the scientific boundaries can't involve, This is something I cannot imagine in Europe."
July 28:
"... things are out of control. Impossible, why is this?!"
August 3:
"We decided to leave.
sorry Sorry.
Otherwise, it's too late...No, maybe, it's too late..."
The handwriting became more and more messy, as if the owner had written in a particularly busy or flustered situation. Especially on the last page, several people recognized it for a long time before they could see what a few words were.
Voigt looked at the schedule behind the door, and the content was consistent with Dr. Celia's schedule-they evacuated on August 4.
Zhong Xiao suddenly realized, trying to infer: "Will it be like this? You see, this doctor saw "something that can't be explained with common sense", but also feels "cruel, sorry for the people", it is strange power chaos, such as seeing the river God sacrifices, evil spirits, and so on. At first, they only felt new. On July 28th, evil spirits were likely to reach them. On August 3, they could only evacuate."
Zhao Pengtian said that their investigation of Dr. Svint’s schedule also ended on August 4, Madson’s earlier, on August 3.
And in Dr. Svint's office, they also found a crippled medical record, recording files of seven or eight people.
"Meng Damei, female, 52 years old. Married and two children.
July 2nd,
Drowning, high coma on admission, high fever, vomiting, dehydration, observation in hospital.
July 4th,
The fever does not go away. Confusion, nonsense, suspected brain inflammation.
July 8th,
The fever does not go away. Organ failure, unable to eat. Using hormone therapy, useless,
July 9th,
Rescue failed and died. "
"Zhao Chunxiu, female, 27 years old. Married, three children.
July 6,
Drowning, high coma on admission, organ failure, unable to eat, use hormone therapy
July 8th,
The fever persisted, hematemesis, and the legs rotted.
On July 11,
Rescue failed and died. "
Roughly read, these eight people were sent to the hospital due to drowning, and they all produced symptoms of "high fever, confusion, encephalitis, organ failure", individual "hematemesis, limb rot", and "mental confusion", all in At least 3 days and more than a week of invalid death.
"How is it possible?" Xu Yingjie was dumbfounded. "I just studied clinical medicine. Drowning cannot be the symptom!"