Chapter 57 Mental Hospital 9

The energy-saving lights in the corridor shone with a stark white light.

A baseball bat, whistling through the air, came crashing down. Just as it was about to pierce his throat, a hand blocked it, making a crisp cracking sound that made one's teeth ache. Lu Tianhao groaned and took the opportunity to roll to the ground, bumping into a pair of black shoes.

Before he could even see who it was, the unstoppable baseball bat came crashing down again. It was too fast to avoid. Lu Tianhao gritted his teeth, shifted his body to the side, and took the hit with his shoulder.

The noise in the room grew louder and louder. Lu Cen went from being worried at the beginning to calming down later. What puzzled him was the two doors behind him. It was almost chaotic here, but Zhou Yang and He Zhizhou didn't make a sound. He didn't know how strong Lu Tianhao was, but he was definitely no match for the murderer. If these two didn't come out soon, Lu Tianhao wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

Just then, he vaguely heard some sound.

It is very thin and small, and the vibration frequency is very high.

Lu Cen was on high alert, cautiously moving towards the sound. He rounded the corner and arrived at the door of the treatment room.

He was stunned. He didn't know there was a treatment room on the third floor. Their previous treatments had all been on the second floor.

The sound grew louder, carrying a chilling unease.

Lu Cen swallowed hard.

"It sounds a bit like a chainsaw." 2299's voice was completely flat.

Lu Cen's mind conjured up an image of a serial killer wielding a giant chainsaw, limbs scattered across the control panel, and blood pooling on the floor. Lu Cen was terrified by his own image and shook his head, protesting, "Don't scare me! I'll complain about you!"

2299: "You're only this arrogant in front of me."

Lu Cen blushed as the interruption eased the terrifying atmosphere somewhat.

He poked half his head inside and saw a scene he would never forget.

The treatment room was filled with screens, all playing the same content.

Lu Cen clearly saw that one of the main characters on the screen was himself, on a 1.5-meter-long hospital bed, with his eyes closed, peacefully asleep.

In the stillness, a footstep approaches.

Da da da—

Lu Cen's heartbeat and footsteps overlapped. He saw a dark figure standing by the bed. The familiar hood made his blood rush to his head, and he felt dizzy.

Then, the other person removed the hood, revealing half of their face.

His most prominent feature is his high, straight nose; his lips are very thin; and his eyes are elongated at the corners, giving him a sinister look.

He leaned down and bit Lu Cen's lower lip.

Lu Cen, still asleep, sensed something, her brows furrowing slightly as she uttered a soft murmur, so gentle it was like a feather brushing against everyone's hearts.

When Lu Cen saw the hooded man lift the blanket, her heart skipped a beat. She knew without a doubt how unspeakable the following content would be, but the scene continued.

Besides that, what terrified Lu Cen the most was that He Zhizhou was lying on the treatment table surrounded by screens. His eyes were glazed, his chest was heaving violently, sweat was sliding down his cheeks into his neck and into his collar, and his body was slightly reacting.

Standing next to him was a man in a white coat holding an electric drill. Lu Cen recognized the face; it was Zhang Tian from the male doctors. He stared at He Zhizhou silently, his voice cold, like snow in the extreme cold: "This is wrong. You shouldn't have reacted."

He Zhizhou's fingers trembled uncontrollably, a result of being shocked multiple times. He struggled to lift his eyes but remained silent.

The sound on the screen grew louder, filled with ambiguous and soft voices. Lu Cen's hands and feet were exposed, barely covering his vital parts. His hair was soaked with sweat, and you could feel how hot the blankets were even through the screen.

Zhang Tian closed his eyes and adjusted the angle of the electric drill.

Lu Cen finally understood what was making the high-frequency sound. He didn't know its function at first, until Zhang Tian pointed the electric drill at He Zhizhou's forehead.

Lu Cen gasped, stunned into place.

He Zhizhou let out a cry of pain.

Lu Cen's body moved faster than his mind. Without thinking, he rushed in and shoved Zhang Tian aside. The latter stumbled and fell to the ground, while the electric drill remained embedded in He Zhizhou's forehead, still vibrating. Lu Cen felt dizzy and his hands trembled with fear.

He Zhizhou reacted quickly: "There's a button over there."

Lu Cen pressed the button quickly, pursed her lips, and carefully removed the drill. Blood spurted out instantly, and Lu Cen felt her face burn.

"Is he... is he dead?"

2299: "So you die that easily? At most you'll just become stupid."

Lu Cen: "...It's even scarier now, okay?"

Then he watched as He Zhizhou suddenly jumped off the bed. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Tian pounced on He Zhizhou and pinned him down, yelling at Lu Cen, "Who let you in! We're in surgery! Go back to your room right now!"

Zhang Tian couldn't hold him down, and He Zhizhou punched him on the bridge of the nose, causing two streams of blood to flow out. Lu Cen was at a loss when Xu Xi suddenly appeared beside him. Lu Cen stared blankly at the place where he appeared. He had never known that there was a hidden door in the treatment room!

Faintly, one could hear cries of pain coming from inside.

He Zhizhou's expression turned cold, and he glanced in Lu Cen's direction.

Lu Cen understood; this meant he should leave first. Lu Cen's martial arts skills were not high, and he would be a hindrance here. So, he started to move outwards, but as he passed the hidden door, he inexplicably glanced inside, and that glance made him stop in his tracks.

It was the same control panel, but the person lying on it was different. It was Zhou Yang, who was spread-eagled, with his ankles and wrists handcuffed with metal handcuffs. His condition was even worse than He Zhizhou's. Blood was flowing from different parts of his body, quickly staining the white sheets red.

He hesitated for only a second, and while Xu Xi and Zhang Tian were fighting with He Zhizhou, Lu Cen slipped in and put Zhou Yang down.

Zhou Yang stared at Lu Cen expressionlessly, startling the latter, who took a few steps back. Lu Cen had never seen that look in his eyes before; it was like a demon crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Lu Cen got goosebumps all over his body. Zhou Yang calmed down and became a harmless high school student again.

"I scared you. I thought it was Xu Xi."

Lu Cen was terrified, feeling that Zhou Yang was acting very strangely.

After gaining his freedom, Zhou Yang stretched out his arms and legs.

Lu Cen couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to help He Zhizhou?"

Zhou Yang said casually, "Don't worry, he'll handle it with ease."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Xi dragged He Zhizhou in by the neck, while Zhang Tian, ​​wiping his nosebleed, muttered incessantly, "Damn it, I'm going to break his arm..."

Xu Xi looked at Lu Cen: "Why did you come here?"

Zhang Tian's tone was also unfriendly: "Today is not your surgery time."

Upon hearing this, Lu Cen's face turned pale.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the treatment room, casting a long shadow on Lu Cen, making his heart tighten.

Zhang Tian: "Resolved?"

The hooded man nodded.

Lu Cen, He Zhizhou, and Zhou Yang all felt a chill in their hearts.

This conversation reveals a lot of information, but it also shows that Zhang Tian, ​​Xu Xi, and the hooded man know each other and may even be accomplices.

The two small rooms could only accommodate six people. The space was very small, but Zhou Yang realized that the situation was unfavorable to him, so he rushed towards Xu Xi first.

The force of their fists clashing made the air feel sharp. After a few rounds, Xu Xi gradually lost ground. The hooded man gripped his baseball bat tightly and joined the fray.

"Are you alright?" Lu Cen slipped over to He Zhizhou's side.

Blood continued to trickle from the corner of He Zhizhou's mouth, and his lips moved slightly: "Didn't I tell you to leave first?"

Lu Cen was in the wrong.

"You go first." He Zhizhou nudged Lu Cen. The door was wide open, and no one was paying attention to him.

Lu Cen nodded. No one stopped him, and Lu Cen quickly slipped out. He saw a corpse lying in the corner, covered in blood, with a hole in its throat and empty eyes. It looked extremely gruesome, like a rat carelessly thrown into a sewer.

When Lu Cen got to the first floor, he found that the door was locked and he couldn't get out.

He felt utterly hopeless. Apart from the main entrance, there were no other exits in the entire building. Lu Cen pinched his hand, forcing himself to calm down. He kept trying to recall and find an exit in his mind. He circled the first floor but found no exit. When he reached the fourth floor, Lu Cen's legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

Everywhere he looked was blood and corpses in various positions. Lu Cen saw Yu Qingran, whom he had spoken to not long ago. Now the other man was a cold corpse. He recalled the hooded man's figure, his calm and unwavering eyes, his crazy movements, and that baseball bat. Lu Cen felt a chill run down his spine.

He bent over and dry heaved for a while, tears streaming down his face.

He pressed the elevator's down button until it appeared as a blur. Once on the first floor, Lu Cen finally came to his senses. He chose a room and hid in the closet. The cramped space gave Lu Cen a great sense of security.

"bite--"

In the quiet night, the sound of the elevator was so clear.

"The elevator stopped on the first floor; I don't know which room they're hiding in."

Lu Cen bit his nails, feeling a little regretful. Why didn't he press the button to go back to the third floor? He was so stupid.

"Not necessarily, it might be a deception tactic. Go check the other floors."

"Yes, hurry up, there's not much time left."

Xu Xi replied, "I know."

“That Lu Cen…” the hooded man said.

Xu Xi scoffed, "What? You can't bear to part with it?"

The hooded man remained silent for a while before saying, "Don't kill him. He can only die by my hand."

Xu Xi stared at him quietly for a long while: "Really?"

The elevator whistle rang again, and Lu Cen's heart leaped into her throat, because Xu Xi was checking each room one by one and would arrive at this room in a few minutes.

Lu Cen wanted to take advantage of this time to change locations, but he was afraid of making a commotion.

He still harbored a sliver of hope that the other party might not discover him.

The familiar footsteps and the smell of disinfectant on him flooded into Lu Cen's mind. Lu Cen carefully covered his mouth and listened to Xu Xi wandering around the room.

Suddenly, the cabinet door was pulled open.