As the second hand jumped to the hour, the sound of nursery rhymes echoed in the corridor.

Qin Nuo looked around nervously. Although the sound of the alarm clock was much quieter than the gunshot, he was not sure if it would attract the white shadow from last night.

Dada...

Some crisp sounds rang out in the darkness, and the firelight could only illuminate a certain spatial field of vision. Qin Nuo was not sure what it was, but he had already picked up the alarm clock, ready to flash back into the room at any time.

A hint of cold air came from above my head.

Qin Nuo looked up suddenly and saw a head poking down from the door frame.

A gray head, dark eyeballs, and a terrifying smile: "Hehe, brother, here I come!"

Qin Nuo clenched the Ghost Burial Stone in his hand, ready to smash it, but when he saw it was a child, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can't you just walk over normally? I almost had a myocardial infarction." Qin Nuo said, covering his chest.

"I want to give you a surprise, brother!" the child grinned.

"Change the word 'happiness' to 'scare'." Qin Nuo closed the door and handed the alarm clock back to the child. He held the oil lamp in one hand and put the other hand in his pocket.

The child held the alarm clock and turned over and fell on Qin Nuo's neck.

It doesn't have much weight, but it's very cold.

Qin Nuo was speechless: "Can you please not sit on my neck?"

"Brother has never ridden a horse, so I have to listen to him. Go!" The child shook his body vigorously.

Qin Nuo shook his head helplessly and could only let him do as he pleased.

In the deadly silent mental hospital, a young man in a white coat, holding an oil lamp and with a gray ghost sitting on his shoulder, walked along a long corridor full of horror and danger.

"Brother, where are we going?" The child looked around, blinking his eyes and asked impatiently.

"The hospital has a lot of exciting and fun things hidden away, and we need to find them."

As Qin Nuo spoke, he returned to the place where he heard the singing last night. He opened the window and the bleak night wind blew in.

"The singing I heard yesterday came from outside. Are there any patients outside the mental hospital?"

Qin Nuo muttered to himself.

The door to the first floor was locked, and he once tried to secretly break the lock and take a look at the world outside the hospital.

But it was as if some forbidden power, even if he used up all his ghost power, the iron chain could not be broken at all.

During the day, thick fog would cover the windows, completely blocking your view. You couldn't even be sure whether the mental hospital had a backyard or a manor.

Obviously, the mental hospital is absolutely closed, and the scope of the copy is limited to the hospital.

"Since it's closed, how did the singing get in from outside?"

Qin Nuo was puzzled and raised his head. Suddenly, he found that there was an open-air balcony on the upper floor. He understood immediately.

Leaning back, Qin Nuo immediately ran upstairs. After walking around the corridor on the fourth floor, he soon discovered that there was a secret compartment at the end, connecting to the open-air balcony outside.

Qin Nuo opened the door and came outside. The balcony was not big, and the tiles were painted with all kinds of things. There was no logic at all, as if a naughty patient had painted them casually.

The balcony was deserted and very quiet.

"The singer is not here. He appears at irregular times. I can't stay here all night, right?" Qin Nuo thought.

"Brother, it's very uncomfortable outside, let's go back." The child suddenly said.

Qin Nuo thought about it and nodded.

If you can't find anyone to sing, you can only focus on looking for puzzle pieces first, and then find time to try your luck when you are free.

Qin Nuo turned around and walked back. At this time, the vision in front of him gradually became brighter.

Looking up, I saw dark clouds slowly passing through the starless night sky, revealing a crescent moon with faint blue moonlight pouring down.

"It turns out there is a moon in the horror world." Qin Nuo murmured.

Staying in the dark mental hospital for a long time made Qin Nuo believe that although the horror world is divided into day and night, there is no such thing as sun and moon.

“La la la… la la la…”

Qin Nuo was about to push the door open when a familiar song suddenly rang in his ears.

The singing came from behind, with an ethereal sound.

Qin Nuo turned his head and found that a barefoot girl had appeared on the fence at some point.

The girl was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a white shirt and shorts. She looked very fair. Her small feet were dancing on the palm-wide railing, and she was immersed in ballet.

Qin Nuo raised his eyebrows: "When did this girl appear?"

Although I asked this, I felt surprised in my heart.

The source of the singing has been found!

Qin Nuo walked over and said with a friendly smile: "Little sister, why are you here alone? Where are your parents?"

After saying this, Qin Nuo felt something was wrong. Why did these lines sound like those of a kidnapper?

The girl ignored him, or perhaps she didn't hear him, and continued to hum the Black Swan's dance music, spinning on tiptoe, dancing happily like a light elf in the dreamy moonlight.

"Do you want to chat up? Brother can help you." said the child.

Qin Nuo didn't say anything, looking at the girl's fair face, thinking about something.

The child continued, "Your way of picking up girls is too low. I have experience, I will teach you!"

Qin Nuo glanced at him: "Can you shut up first?"

At this moment, the girl's dance suddenly stopped, her eyes dimmed and her expression was sad, as if she couldn't sing the rest of the song, or she couldn't dance it anymore.

Qin Nuo took the opportunity to continue speaking: "Little sister, is there anything I can help you with?"

The girl's gaze finally fell on Qin Nuo, her eyes shining: "I lost something, can you help me find it?"

"What?"

"A music box. I forgot who gave it to me, but its music reminds me of how to dance later." The girl said softly, her eyes clear as a pure natural spring, without a trace of filth.

"Do you remember where you lost it?" Qin Nuo asked. A normal music box is only the size of a palm, and the mental hospital is so big, it would be difficult to find it.

"It was in a room where it was left, but I didn't dare go in and look for it."

"There's a very fierce old lady in there!" The girl shrank her head and said fearfully.

"Do you still remember the room? Take me to see it, and I will try to get it back for you." Qin Nuo seemed to have become a warm-hearted big brother.

In fact, he knew that there must be a reason why the clue pointed to the little girl.

The little girl must be hiding some secrets. The way to make someone open up and tell the secret is to build a closer relationship and gain trust.

The patients in the hospital are all easy to talk to. If they are not easy to talk to, Qin Nuo can make them easier to talk to.

Finding a music box shouldn't be difficult.

"Really? Thank you so much, brother, you are such a good person!" The little girl's eyes immediately showed gratitude, and she held Qin Nuo's hand, very grateful.

The skin of the little hands is very delicate and cold.

The child tilted his head and said, "Little girls nowadays are so naive, they were fooled like this."

Qin Nuo ignored the child's words and asked with a smile: "What's your name?"

The girl opened her mouth and was about to answer, but the name that was about to come out seemed to be stuck in her throat. Then she fell into deep thought, and her brows were furrowed together with a distressed expression.

After a long while, he shook his head and said, "I don't think I have a name."