The nurse's screams echoed throughout the sanatorium, attracting other patients and staff nearby. In an instant, An Ning and Qi Huan were surrounded, completely cut off, with nowhere to go.
Since she couldn't get out, she had no choice but to stay where she was, but it was impossible for her to stay in one place forever.
So Anning hesitated for half a second before deciding to step forward and see what the middle-aged man had done to make the nurse think he was dead.
Because she guessed that the other party was in an unfriendly mental state, An Ning walked very carefully, afraid of disturbing the other party.
But she was overthinking things.
It won't disturb the other party at all.
Because this person is already dead.
Yes.
The man's lips were tightly closed, but there wasn't even the slightest undulation at the corners of his nose.
An Ning guessed the current situation without even placing her fingertips below the man's nose.
It's very likely that he's really dead.
Although she wasn't entirely sure, An Ning pondered for a while but couldn't bring herself to check the other person's breathing.
You'd better stay away from him.
After the nurse screamed, her overall mental state improved considerably, at least on the surface.
An Ning was puzzled by her words and frowned, asking, "Why? Are you afraid he's not quite dead yet?"
The nurse's name was Li Lan. Li Lan's eyes were red. After hearing An Ning's question, she sneered, "What else could it be? This isn't the first time something like this has happened."
"What do you mean 'this isn't the first time'? Do you mean you've encountered this before? Didn't you call the police? Did you just let him get away with it?"
No sooner had Li Lan finished speaking than Qi Huan suddenly interrupted, his face flushed red, looking as if he had been angered by Li Lan's words.
"Why are you yelling at me? Did I make him commit suicide? Did I hold his hand and force him to die?" Li Lan's mood instantly soured after Qi Huan yelled at her, and she yelled back at Qi Huan at the same volume:
"I'm just a lowly employee. If the people above don't care about me, do you expect me to disobey my boss and call the police? If I lose my job, are you going to compensate me?"
Qi Huan's words probably touched a nerve with Li Lan, which is why Li Lan reacted so strongly.
After being yelled at by Li Lan, Qi Huan's surging blood slowly subsided. After hearing what Li Lan said, he suddenly felt that his sudden attack was really not right.
He lowered his head, his tone dejected, "I'm... sorry."
An Ning stood beside him, watching the conflict between him and Li Lan without making a move. Instead, she watched quietly. When Qi Huan apologized, An Ning raised an eyebrow and said, "You apologized pretty quickly."
His tone was teasing.
But Qi Huan couldn't stand any teasing right now, and just forced a smile, "You're joking."
After the person apologized to her, Li Lan closed her eyes and didn't say anything more. Instead, she stood there waiting for the other person to come down.
Yes, she's waiting for someone.
This person is the director of the Angel Sanatorium.
The dean, whom An Ning and her group had never seen before, arrived.
"What's going on? Is Uncle Feng trying to commit suicide again?"
After waiting for about three minutes, a dignified yet gentle voice came from not far away. An Ning looked in the direction of the voice and saw only a man with ordinary features.
It's not that An Ning is obsessed with looks, but rather that this person's appearance is completely devoid of any distinctive features. He possesses a powerful magic that allows anyone to forget him the very next second after seeing him.
An Ning carefully observed the other person and discovered that the man was walking towards Uncle Feng.
The person closest to us was Uncle Feng, who was squatting on the ground.
Judging from the calm expression on the other person's face, it really didn't seem like this was the first time they'd encountered something like this.
The fact that it was handled so well is something that could only be done with plenty of opportunities.
Under what circumstances can one get this opportunity?
Of course, it refers to the suicide at Angel Sanatorium.
Isn't now the perfect opportunity to test the waters?
An Ning watched as the other person helped Uncle Feng to his feet and used great force to drag him to the infirmary.
"Xiaolan, come here and help me support him..."
The director of the sanatorium suddenly spoke up. An Ning felt something was off about what he said, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He just felt that the man's personality was a bit strange.
They came here specifically for Uncle Feng, so why send someone else to replace him?
Anning came up with a very bad answer.
She hoped it wasn't true.
But the very next second after Li Lan helped Uncle Feng up, Uncle Feng, who had seemed to have completely fainted, suddenly opened his eyes, raised his clenched fist, and threw it in front of Li Lan, successfully blinding her.
Li Lan kept her eyes tightly closed, and stinging tears streamed down her face. An Ning watched this scene and immediately became extremely vigilant. She had already gripped the hilt of the short knife hidden in her wrist. If Uncle Feng made any further moves, she would show no mercy.
After all, the person being controlled is a living, breathing human being, while the one who is harming the person is a mentally ill patient who is already half-mad.
Anning can distinguish between what is more important and what is less important.
In just a few seconds, the unremarkable-looking dean had vanished.
Anning didn't know where they went, when they left, or what they wanted to do.
In general, they are in a state of complete ignorance when asked questions.
An Ning tightened her grip on the knife handle, and just as Uncle Feng pulled out the knife to slit Li Lan's neck, she strode forward and kicked him to the ground.
She placed one foot on the back of Uncle Feng's hand, while the other foot remained firmly planted on the ground. She bent down slightly to look at him, the blade of her short knife less than a centimeter away from Uncle Feng's eyeball. "Try moving again."
As An Ning finished speaking, a cold voice immediately echoed in her mind: ["The Serial Killer's Purgatory" unlocked 92%]
That's really how it is.
It turns out that just acting out the scenes isn't enough; you have to actually do it yourself.
An Ning's face showed a thoughtful expression. "If you willingly walk towards the knife's edge, it has nothing to do with me if someone dies."
Her words were meant as a warning, but she forgot where she was.
This is a sanatorium.
To put it nicely, it's called a sanatorium.
But who doesn't know what this place is?
This is a paradise for the mentally ill.
Anning's threatening words had no effect on the other party. Before Anning could finish speaking, the man she was stepping on suddenly raised his head with an air of fearlessness in the face of death!
An Ning's eyes widened, and she abruptly withdrew her hand.
Damn it, I've run into a real lunatic.
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