Several people from Liu Dao's studio gathered around Chen Ge. No one spoke, and none of them knew what to say in response.

Finally, Liu Dao came out and said, "You must be careful tonight. Safety comes first. We went to the mental hospital during the day."

"Have you been there? Have you found anything?" Chen Ge stared at Liu Dao, making him feel a little embarrassed.

"We walked around outside but didn't dare go in... However, I got the architectural drawings of the rehabilitation center for you on the Internet. It is said that they were drawn by a patient who had lived there." Liu Dao opened the computer file, which contained a very rough map.

"There are three buildings in the rehabilitation center, which are close to each other and are said to be connected internally."

"The first and second wards house ordinary patients, and the exit is on the sunny side. The third ward is more mysterious, it is a closed ward, where some dangerous patients are detained, and the exit is on the side away from the sun."

"You should pay special attention to Ward 3. According to the description of the patient online, Ward 3 is a restricted area in the hospital. Other patients are strictly prohibited from approaching. If a patient from the general ward is found to have sneaked in, he or she will be punished painfully."

"If you ask me, you shouldn't go to the third ward for your live broadcast tonight. Just slow down the pace. The first two wards are enough for you to explore."

Liu Dao pointed the computer screen at Chen Ge and asked him to write down the route.

"Is the third ward special? Have you found more detailed information on the Internet?" Chen Ge stared at the computer screen with a serious expression.

"Not many, but they are all far-fetched. You can tell they are fabricated as soon as you hear them. Some say that a patient killed a doctor in that closed ward, and the truth was not exposed until several days later. Others say that the people living in that ward are not actually human, but ghosts." Liu Dao laughed dryly, "Isn't it very fake?"

After closing the computer, everyone present noticed that Chen Ge's temperament was changing. He seemed to be worried about something.

"Let's debug the camera. We don't have much time." Chen Ge put on his backpack and installed the small chest camera, wrist micro camera, and microphone. After making sure there were no problems, he walked out of the tent.

"If you are really scared and can't stand it, run back. Remember to mark the road and set my phone to one-touch dialing." Liu Dao shouted behind Chen Ge: "I will call you one minute before the broadcast starts, and you can watch the live broadcast in your own live broadcast room at that time. Finally, I have to say one more thing, no one has been in that place, and you don't know what is hidden there, you must pay attention to your own safety!"

Chen Ge didn't expect Liu Dao to say so much to him. He stopped at the door of the tent and set Liu Dao's mobile phone number to one-touch dialing in front of several people.

He waved his hand at them and said, "Stay in your tents tonight and don't go anywhere. No matter what you see or hear, don't come looking for me. Do you understand?"

"But if..."

"Just take care of the logistics, and leave the live broadcast to me."

A man and a cat entered the dense forest, and the darkness swallowed their figures.

Watching Chen Ge and the white cat leave, Sister Li, who had been questioning Chen Ge in the tent, crossed her arms over her chest and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "This boy, his back is quite handsome."

When it came to the three-star screaming index, Chen Ge was more nervous than anyone else. He knew the danger of this place, and he knew even more clearly that Liu Dao's last few words were most likely true.

Some things are not made up by patients. Perhaps it is because they see things that ordinary people cannot see that they are treated as patients.

Following the map in his mind, Chen Ge came to the end of the dense forest, and a dilapidated connected building appeared before him.

"This mental hospital covers a large area." At first, Chen Ge thought it was a private hospital. He thought the environment would be very poor and it would not be able to accommodate many patients. But when he actually arrived, he realized that he was wrong.

This hospital was surrounded by dense forests, with only one entrance and exit, and the main door was sealed. Due to the barrier of the concrete wall, Chen Ge could not see anything more for the time being.

As he got closer, Chen Ge discovered something that made him uneasy.

There are many incoherent words written on the concrete wall of the rehabilitation center. These sentences all have one thing in common, which is that they must contain a person's name.

When he first saw it, Chen Ge tried to remember the names of the people in the sentences, but later he found that there were too many sentences and the names were rarely repeated, so he gave up.

"Are all the patients' names written on the wall?" He didn't understand the meaning of these sentences, but instinctively felt that they were a little strange.

"These sentences are definitely not written by a normal person. What do they want to express?" Chen Ge looked at the wall, feeling a little flustered for some reason, as if every sentence was a curse: "White Tiger, don't stay too far away from me."

Only when no one was around did Chen Ge dare to call out the white cat's name so unscrupulously.

After approaching the rehabilitation center, the white cat showed obvious hostility. This cat, which was very sensitive to dirty things, seemed to have sensed something.

"Don't panic, we have a trump card too." Chen Ge raised the rooster with its legs tied in his hand, and took out the tool hammer and put it on his waist.

He didn't rush to go in and check until Liu Dao called.

"The equipment is running normally, the picture is stable, and the live broadcast has started. You can enter the live broadcast room through your mobile phone to view it."

"Okay." Chen Ge logged into the platform and first saw Qin Guang's live broadcast advertisement. He clicked on it and took a look. Qin Guang and his team had a small accident outside Muyang Middle School. It seemed that the car equipped with live broadcast equipment rushed into the wasteland next to it. Qin Guang himself was apologizing to the fans in the live broadcast room, saying that his driver had seen a ghost appear and something lying on the windshield.

"This group of people actually ran to Muyang Middle School. It seems that he didn't take my advice to heart. But then again, there are 400,000 people watching Qin Guang's apology, which really can't be underestimated." Chen Ge then entered his own live broadcast room. It should be the platform recommendation that took effect. The number of viewers soared to 25,000 in a short period of time.

The live broadcast room screen is split, and the large screen is the high-definition camera on his chest. The picture is stable and the image quality is extremely high.

There is also a small screen in the lower left corner, which corresponds to the wristband camera on his wrist. Just like a watch, it can move freely and he can take pictures of his own body by raising his arm.

"It's 10 o'clock in the evening. It's time for me to start the live broadcast."

He pointed the camera on his wrist at himself and watched the rapidly scrolling comments on the phone screen: "I never thought that I would do such a crazy thing so late at night."

Putting the white cat and the backpack on the wall, Chen Ge climbed over the wall and entered the Third Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center.