The child's voice was heard from far away, and Chen Ge's face turned pale with fright when he heard it. At this moment, the "perverted murderers" at the end of the corridor were "dismembering" the bodies. When the child shouted like this, the entire third floor knew that he was coming.

"Big brother, you are sweating a lot, are you hot?" This kid is definitely a bad guy, with sinister and cunning eyes, but an innocent expression on his face.

Without even bothering to wipe the sweat off his forehead, Chen Ge prepared to leave immediately. He had reacted quickly, and this was normally the best solution at the moment.

Turning around and preparing to run back, Chen Ge had not taken a few steps when he saw the burnt doors on the third floor being pushed open, and tenants with pale faces like dead people poked their heads out.

"Big brother, where are you going?" The child followed Chen Ge relentlessly, smiling very happily.

Figures walked out of the room one after another. Among them were students in school uniforms and weirdos with deformed bodies. They blocked Chen Ge's way out.

"What should I do now?"

Cold sweat trickled down his nose. Chen Ge's brain was working at its limit but he couldn't think of a good solution.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in your room?" The saw blade rubbed against the wall, and the middle-aged man called Lao Zhou walked over.

His eyes, devoid of any human emotion, stared coldly at Chen Ge: "Now you can't leave even if you want to."

Chen Ge had never expected that there were so many people living in the empty apartment building, and most of them lived on the burned-down third floor.

"I think everyone may have misunderstood." Even in this extreme situation, Chen Ge found that he was still very calm. He looked at the saw in the middle-aged man's hand. There were sawdust on the saw blade, but no blood.

This means that the other party was not sawing people with the saw, but was sawing something like wood.

"Misunderstanding?" The smile on Zhou's face gradually turned cruel. He seemed to be able to accurately grasp Chen Ge's psychology and put pressure on him bit by bit: "What did we misunderstand?"

"Actually, I am the same kind of person as you." Chen Ge had reasons to make this judgment. He, Zuo Han and Zhang Wenyu were friends, and friends of friends were most likely friends.

In addition, this group of tenants nailed the doctor who cursed the hospital to the wall. The two sides are definitely sworn enemies, and the enemy of my enemy is likely to be my friend.

Chen Ge spoke sincerely, but the people around him did not react much after hearing what he said.

"I'm telling the truth." Chen Ge wanted to explain, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man.

"You are the same kind of people as us? But who told you that we are human?" The child following behind Chen Ge laughed happily. He seemed to particularly like scaring others and kept following behind Chen Ge.

The tenants surrounded Chen Ge more and more tightly. At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came from the second-floor corridor: "Calm down! He is not an enemy, but your best... friend."

The writer came to the third floor and thought for a long time before using the word "friends". In fact, he couldn't accurately describe the relationship between Chen Ge and the tenants. They were like colleagues, friends, and family.

"Zhang Wenyu?" Seeing the writer coming, the tenants made way for him, and Lao Zhou put down the saw in his hand. "You are the only one among all of us who still retains most of his memories. Do you know this man?"

"He and I have an average relationship. We have only met a few times, but I can tell you with certainty that he is very important to you." The writer walked up to Chen Ge and nodded with relief: "I really didn't expect you to come. If someone asked me to make such a choice, I would rather live in a false beauty."

"Who are you? What does the name Zhang Wenyu mean? Why do I see Zhang Wenyu written on tens of thousands of medical records in the hospital?" Chen Ge had countless questions in his mind: "Why are our memories tampered with, but you are the exception?"

"It's not convenient to answer outside. I asked you to come here to tell you the truth." The writer stood in the middle of the crowd. He raised his arm and pointed at everyone around him: "Now, except for you, everyone else in this apartment, including me, is dead."

"Dead people?" Chen Ge was not surprised to hear this answer. He just suddenly thought of a sentence Zhang Ya once said. When they parted that day, Zhang Ya said that she dreamed of a city full of dead people. She also said that Chen Ge was the only warm ghost in the city.

"Yes, ghosts are real, at least in this city." The writer asked Chen Ge to stand with Lao Zhou and the others. "You used to run a haunted house, and they were all your employees. You were like family."

The writer's words once again confirmed Chen Ge's previous guess. The cruel memories locked in his mind were the memories that truly belonged to him.

"What else do you know?"

"The reason you can't remember these things is because your memories were eaten by a mouth. That is a power that I can't understand at all." The writer spoke out the memories of Chen Ge in his mind. He didn't hide anything: "I will tell you something even more desperate. This city is a cell, and all of us are prisoners trapped inside. I don't know how to leave, but I know the key to leaving lies in you."

The writer kept his eyes on Chen Ge as he spoke: "You chose us, which means you have taken the initiative to abandon the illusory beauty. From the moment you enter Ping An Apartment, your life will undergo a huge change."

Combining the writer's words, Chen Ge recalled the information revealed by Doctor Sun.

The hospital prepared two treatment plans for Chen Ge. One was to let him kill the person most important to him with his own hands, drive him completely crazy, and then imprison him in the deepest part of the hospital.

The other is to erase all of Chen Ge's past memories, giving him an illusory good life, and making him unknowingly become a happy puppet at the mercy of the hospital.

With the cooperation of Dr. Sun, the hospital's current treatment plan for Chen Ge is to let him lose himself in false beauty. However, once the hospital realizes that Chen Ge is not immersed in false memories and is thinking about resistance all the time, they are likely to change the treatment plan.

The most vicious thing about the hospital is that after giving Chen Ge a false sense of beauty, it tore that beauty apart and dismembered it with its own hands, which would cause even greater pain and despair to Chen Ge.

"After I choose you, will anything happen to Zhang Ya?" Even though he was in danger, the first person Chen Ge thought of was still Zhang Ya. The month since he left the hospital was the happiest time of his life. That wonderful feeling was something he rarely felt even in his past memories.

When the name Zhang Ya was mentioned, the entire apartment building fell silent, and all the noisy tenants shut their mouths.

They looked at each other, both feeling puzzled. They themselves didn't know why they suddenly felt palpitations.

"Zhang Ya is the owner of the haunted house in Xinhai Paradise, right?" The writer didn't think there was anything special about the name Zhang Ya. "I really want to deceive you, but there is no point in deceiving you. I can tell you with certainty that disaster will definitely strike her. All the people and things you cherish will be entangled in bad luck."

"I have an idea." Chen Ge raised his hand and pointed at the doctor nailed to the wall at the end of the corridor: "But before I say it, can you ask that doctor to step aside for a moment?"

"It's okay. His eyes and ears have ceased to function. You don't have to worry about anything. Just tell him what you want." The child named Men Nan came up to Chen Ge and said the cruelest words in the most innocent tone.

"Zuo Han and I both come from Xinhai Central Hospital, and my illness is much more serious than his. To give you an intuitive example, he takes medicine twice a day, half a pill each time, and I took medicine four times a day for a period of time, five pills at a time..." Chen Ge told them about his experience in the hospital. Apart from the seven glass jars and Doctor Sun, he did not hide anything.

"Several important patients and doctors are related to me. After I came here, I felt familiar with each of you. I even wondered if this city was built specifically to treat me." Chen Ge's words made the tenants fall into deep thought. If someone else had said this, he would probably have turned into a corpse by now, but Chen Ge was different.

After seeing Chen Ge, all the tenants had an indescribable feeling in their hearts. They seemed to be unwilling to hurt Chen Ge from the bottom of their hearts.

Lao Zhou pretended not to see Chen Ge many times because he didn't want to implicate Chen Ge. Although he had lost his memory, his instinct made him still take care of Chen Ge.

This was already very unusual, and combined with the writer's words, all the tenants now began to think seriously.

"That hospital wanted to treat me for some purpose. They gave me two treatment options. If one is ineffective, they will immediately switch to the second one. My idea is that you guys will investigate secretly, and I will cooperate with you in private. On the surface, I will still pretend to be intoxicated by the false beauty." Chen Ge said firmly: "When we have enough clues, or have the power to confront the hospital head-on, we will show our cards directly."

"Your idea is great, but that hospital won't give you this opportunity." The writer walked to the end of the corridor and picked up a steel nail on the ground: "Did you see the doctor nailed to the wall? After Zuo Han escaped from the hospital, the hospital nurses immediately took action. After Zuo Han accidentally injured a nurse, the night shift doctors in the hospital also joined the pursuit. These night shift doctors look like people on the surface, but they are actually ghosts, very scary ghosts."

The writer raised his hand and stabbed the nail into the doctor's chest. Blood slowly flowed out. When the bleeding reached a certain level, thin black lines began to emerge from the doctor's body. "Your memories have been devoured, so you don't know how terrifying these things are. When the two sides are not torn apart, they will still maintain a normal appearance. Once the hospital gets serious, we are no match for them."

Although he was mentally prepared, Chen Ge still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the black thread coming out of the doctor's chest.

But he was also very glad in his heart. When he was in the hospital, he had the idea of ​​fighting with the doctor and forcibly leaving many times. Fortunately, he did not do so and kept pretending, otherwise he would have no chance to deceive the doctors in the hospital.

"We are no match for the hospital, so let's find more people. There are definitely more than just a few people in this city who have complaints about the hospital." Chen Ge thought of the medical records in the cabinet.

"There are many people who have complaints about the hospital. The problem is that each of those guys is more brutal and terrifying than the hospital itself." The writer seemed to be the first person to escape from the hospital. He knew the dark side of this city very well. "In order to achieve a certain purpose, the hospital often maintains superficial order, but those guys are different. You should have met Zuo Han, right?"

"Yes, I have. In just one month, he is completely different from before." Chen Ge looked around but did not see Zuo Han.

"When Zuo Han was cornered by the night doctor, he met a woman. The woman said that as long as Zuo Han made a deal with her, she would help Zuo Han escape from danger."

"So Zuo Han lost his left eye?"

"Yes, her condition for taking action is to dig out Zuo Han's eyes. You can also go to her for help, but the prerequisite is that you are ready to sacrifice your body."

The writer thought that this would discourage Chen Ge, but who knew that after thinking for a moment, Chen Ge asked very seriously: "What is the name of that woman? Where can I find her?"

"No one knows her name. Everyone calls her One-Eye. She hides in an abandoned school in the western suburbs." The writer shook his head. "The three scariest ghosts in this city are One-Eye, Curse Girl, and Scarlet. Compared to One-Eye and Curse Girl, Scarlet is easier to talk to. If you are really desperate, go to Liwan Street in the eastern suburbs of Xinhai to find her."

Chen Ge remembered the names of these three ghosts: "If I make deals with these three ghosts at the same time, will I have a chance to confront the hospital head-on?"

"I don't know, maybe there's a one in ten chance." The writer patiently persuaded Chen Ge: "Don't think about such unrealistic things. Making deals with three ghosts at the same time, you are betting with your own life. Even if there is a one in ten chance of winning, you will become a crippled monster in the future."

"If it really comes to that, it doesn't matter even if I turn into a monster." Chen Ge answered decisively.

"Maybe there are other ways. All the ghosts in this city have lost their memories. There are two ways to regain their memories. The first is to kill the person who took away their memories. The second is to devour each other and piece together the memory fragments in all the ghosts' minds. The guy who stole our memories had extremely sinister intentions. He just wanted everyone to kill each other. But this also indirectly proves one thing. Even if we were not friends before, at least we had the same stance." The writer hoped that Chen Ge would calm down: "You can't treat them as enemies. If everyone has the same stance, there is a possibility of persuasion."