"Ding, congratulations to the player for triggering the role-playing mission!"
"Li Xiaoming is a child with a rich psychological background. His interests are different from those of other children his age. In addition to torturing ducklings and chicks, he also has a special liking for stray kittens."
"He would often use his free time from physical education to sneak into the infirmary, steal Dr. Park's anesthetic needles, use food to trap kittens, then hide in a small dark room, tie up the kittens' limbs, inject them with anesthetics, and begin his little habit..."
"During the torture, the anesthetic injection only caused the cat's pupils to tremble slightly. The terrified yet helpless look in its eyes made Li Xiaoming extremely excited, and his body and mind were extremely satisfied."
"Players, please sneak into the infirmary and steal Dr. Park's anesthetic needle. Do not be discovered in the process and leave the infirmary safely to complete the mission!"
"Completing role-playing tasks can increase your role-playing level, dungeon score, and a certain probability of obtaining main clues!"
Qin Nuo looked surprised.
I just said that this set of copies may not have task copies, and now it is triggered immediately!
Hearing the narration of the mission content, Qin Nuoton felt tired.
What kind of character will trigger what kind of mission copy. For Li Xiaoming, who has a twisted mind, the copy mission is indeed different.
Now I have to steal the anesthetic needle myself, will I have to trap and torture kittens myself next time?
Although Qin Nuo was usually cruel to some ghosts, it was always the other party who asked for death first. He really didn't have such twisted thoughts as dissecting an innocent kitten.
But once you are given such a role, you have to finish it even if you cry.
I gently pushed the door open. The infirmary was deserted and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol.
The layout is very simple, and so are the medical equipment. It basically only treats common fevers and colds.
"Not here? Not such good luck, is it?"
Qin Nuo thought that the infirmary room was not big, and except for a few partitions covered by white cloth, basically everything could be seen at a glance.
Some human body molds were piled up in the corner, as if they had been roughly disassembled, and the disassembled limbs all had obvious signs of damage.
Several of the molded heads still had hair, and dark red blood scabs and torn flesh could be vaguely seen inside.
Doesn't look fake.
It looks like a whole piece of human scalp was really torn off and put on a human body mold to increase the sense of realism.
There were blood flowing from the gaps of some closed drawers, and it had solidified for a long time. As for what was in the drawers, it was unknown.
"This Doctor Park doesn't look like a normal doctor either. He needs to find the anesthetic needle and leave quickly. If I stay here, I always feel like danger could happen at any moment."
Qin Nuo muttered to himself as he walked to a medicine cabinet and quickly glanced at the labels of each medicine in the compartment.
After reading them all, I didn’t find the word “anesthesia” that I was looking for.
“Not here.”
"By the way, wasn't Liao Chen sent to the infirmary with a broken arm? Why isn't he here?"
Qin Nuo thought about it, his eyes falling on the two compartments covered with curtains.
He walked over and directly pulled open the curtain of one of the compartments. With a swish sound, Qin Nuo's expression suddenly changed.
There was a hospital bed in the compartment, and Liao Chen was lying on it, but his whole body was tightly bound with tape and his mouth was sealed.
His eyes were originally filled with deep fear, but when he saw Qin Nuo, they instantly turned into surprise. He moved his body desperately, and the hospital bed shook and creaked.
Moreover, the dislocated arm on his right shoulder was missing, and the broken part was not even bandaged. It was covered in blood.
How did this guy become like this?
Qin Nuo stepped forward and tore off the tape on his mouth. Liao Chen gasped for air, not knowing whether it was from suffocation or pain. He said hoarsely, "Hurry, help me untie it! I want to escape from this damn place!"
"Didn't you come here to reattach your arm? How come your arm is gone?" Qin Nuo asked.
"Stop talking, that guy is a complete psychopath. My arm was clearly dislocated, but he insisted it was broken and needed amputation. I just jumped up and tried to run when he caught me and tied me up."
Qin Nuo thought to himself that this guy was too unlucky. Ever since he was slapped by Huang Xia, he seemed to have had nothing going his way.
"Where is he now?"
"After he tied me up, he not only sawed off one of my arms but also said he wanted to check other parts of my body, and then he went out to get tools!"
"You see those drawers outside? This guy is a pervert. Once someone is sent here, he will find an excuse to hide those body parts."
"Don't waste time, help me untie him! That guy is coming back soon! I've had enough!"
Qin Nuo asked: "Do you know where the anesthetic needle is?"
Liao Chen recalled, "He injected an anesthetic into my arm and put it in the drawer next to me."
"By the way, what are you doing in the infirmary?"
"I was worried about your injury, so I came to check on you." Qin Nuo went to the drawer over there, opened it, and found two anesthetic injections among the scattered things.
When Liao Chen heard his words, he wanted to yell, "Just shut up! If it weren't for you, would your father become like this?" But he held back.
After getting what he wanted, Qin Nuo put it in his pocket and readily used a scalpel to cut the tape all over his body.
Feeling relieved, Liao Chen immediately jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, and found a roll of bandages and a bottle of alcohol from the drawer. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked towards the door.
As a result, as soon as I reached the door, I heard crisp footsteps coming from outside the infirmary.
"Bad news, that guy is back!" Liao Chen stopped.
Qin Nuo looked around and there was no window to go out.
Then, he saw Liao Chen take out a pitch-black axe, which was surrounded by ghostly aura. It was a ghostly object.
"Are you going to kill that doctor?" Qin Nuo asked.
"When a dog is cornered, it will jump over the wall. That pervert wants to dissect me, and I just lie in bed and let him operate on me?"
"Let's put the role-playing aside for now. I've had enough of this dungeon. I'm so angry, I'm going to kill this perverted doctor first and vent my anger first!"
As he said that, he turned around and glanced at Qin Nuo: "Let's join forces and catch him off guard!"
Qin Nuo thought about his role-playing task, which was to steal the anesthetic needle without being discovered by the doctor.
He shook his head and said, "It doesn't seem like a wise move. I think it's better to hide it."
After saying that, he entered another compartment covered by a curtain.
"You're such a coward! Hiding yourself is like waiting to die. If you don't want to do it, I'll do it alone!"
As he spoke, Liao Chen took the axe in one hand and hid behind the door, holding the axe handle tightly in his hand, holding his breath, and staring at the door handle.
At this moment, the footsteps outside the door stopped.
Then there was the sound of the doorknob being turned.
When the door was pushed open, a dark figure walked in carrying a toolbox.
The moment he entered the room, Liao Chen swung his sharp axe towards the shadow's forehead, his face flushed red with a ferocious expression: "Die!!"
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