Chapter 105 Bright Sanatorium Jiang Yang was unwilling to accept this, leaning forward with a wronged expression...
What are you going to do next?
The words fell amidst the noisy crowd, and those who had just breathed a sigh of relief after escaping the shadowy figure tensed up again.
The dim light shone on Munashe's face, and the interplay of warm colors and shadows made the beauty mark at the corner of his eye tremble in the light and shadow.
Jiang Yang sat on the futon and looked up, her gaze meeting the lowered pupils of the person's eyes.
Munashe didn't seem to care what they might do.
Especially in this round, Munashe was extremely patient.
As a result, the crowd gradually became more unrestrained, and some people could even be heard discussing it in hushed tones.
There are 19 caregivers. Excluding the first square 3, we need to collect 16 more points.
The problem is... which card should we play?
Judging from the current situation...
The diamonds caused a disruption in time, the hearts gained a glimmer of hope, while the spades posed a more direct and fierce danger. So, what does the remaining club represent?
The young man's fingertips casually glided across the cards, and even the paper strips containing the texture of human skin warmed up along with them.
"Hey, congratulations, you've escaped unscathed!"
The shadowy figure slowly approaching him in the darkness still made him feel uneasy. Jiang Yang shook his head vigorously twice, trying to drive away the discomfort of the impending crisis.
...!
As his consciousness returned, Jiang Yang suddenly remembered the scene he had seen when all the players were being chased by the shadowy figure, a scene he had mistaken for an illusion.
But Jiang Yang didn't understand: there were 19 caregivers and 15 patients.
Losing a patient only exacerbates the imbalance between the two; what's the point?
Similarly, what is the point of having caregivers replace patients?
Jiang Yang pondered, and a bold guess began to form in his mind.
The young man's eyebrows were slightly curved, and his slender wrist moved backward, finally revealing a sly smile when he touched a certain trouser leg.
Behind him was the rustling of clothes as someone squatted down. Yuejiang appeared to his right. He turned around at the right moment, his features contorted in a pitiful way.
"Yuehae, could you pass me the cards...?"
"I'm scared..."
The piece of fabric, which was being pinched, swayed from side to side at just the right moment, but was pulled out by the other party without any politeness the next second.
"No."
His attitude behind the mask was appalling, clearly showing his disdain for Jiang Yang's attempts to please him.
Jiang Yang was unwilling to give up. She leaned forward and whispered pitifully, "Please help me, Yuejiang."
Yuejiang remained unmoved.
Jiang Yang was disheartened.
Before he could come up with a solution, he suddenly heard Yuejiang cough lightly.
The noise drew his head up, and his lips brushed against the mask that was close to the person's face as they lowered their head. The rough yet soft touch made him momentarily flustered, but after seeing the smile spreading in the person's eyes, he tilted his head back in resistance and pulled away.
"Don't move."
Jiang Yang felt the force of Yuejiang's thumb and forefinger clamping down on his shoulder. He resisted the urge to push her away and said in a low voice, "What are you doing!"
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, betraying his nervousness. The slightly louder noise also attracted the attention of others. Amid the frequent glances from those around him, Yuejiang's smile deepened.
Yuejiang said, "I can help you, but I'll choose the cards."
"Okay," Jiang Yang agreed in a second, her whole body like a little beast with its fur standing on end. She angrily pulled out the cards, her fingertips twitching as she unfolded them for Yue Jiang to see.
"These are all the cards?" Yuejiang asked calmly, without any hint of probing.
Jiang Yang wasn't completely emotional yet, and his selfishness led him to choose a deck of cards for Yue Jiang that naturally didn't include the King of Hearts.
The young man raised his hand and slapped away the "claw" on his shoulder, letting out a soft "hmm" through his nose.
Yuejiang stopped hesitating and focused on removing the outermost square, number 7.
The cards were slightly deformed from Jiang Yang's grip. Yue Jiang covered the cards in her palm, then stood up and strode towards Mu Nashe.
Jiang Yang took a breath and glanced at the cards in her hand without making a sound.
With the Ace of Spades and the 2 of Clubs remaining, Yuejiang's choice of the 7 of Diamonds was truly unexpected.
Before long, Yuejiang returned, and Munashe revealed the cards.
Nothing happened... including that constraint of time unique to the diamond card.
Something's not right...
The young man's fingertips almost bent the playing cards.
He originally intended to use Yuejiang as a gamble, having Yuejiang pass him cards to test what role the caregiver actually played in this so-called evening activity.
But Yuejiang seemed to be going with the flow...
Jiang Yang was troubled.
Block... Backtracking...
Wait! There's still time!
Jiang Yang, who had been hunched over, suddenly straightened up.
He is a person who is particularly sensitive to time.
But it was only during this evening's activities that he realized, to this day, that his sense of time seemed to have failed him.
Keep in mind that this round only lasts for one hour.
Could this be a reminder from Yuejiang?
Jiang Yang glanced behind her, but Yue Jiang's figure was not clearly visible outside the light.
Before the other players could play another card, Jiang Yang raised his hand.
"Dean, may I ask what time it is?"
Oh...
Jiang Yang faintly heard a soft laugh, but it seemed like an illusion.
Munashe snapped his fingers, and the lights that instantly illuminated the hall made everyone squint.
Munashe said, "I'm sorry everyone, I've had a very pleasant time with you all, and I've lost track of time."
With a slightly disappointed tone, he said, "Well then, have a nice night, everyone. Goodnight."
It turned out to be even easier to handle than Jiang Yang had originally thought...
He curled his lip, noticing the gaze that Munashe was giving him, but as the instigator, he didn't care.
"Then, Dean, can I come to you tomorrow to get my medical records?"
Some people were even bolder, directly calling out to Munashe, who was about to leave.
He was the man who led the players out at noon.
The man's name is Qiao Feng, and he's at number eight.
In Jiang Yang's memory, Qiao Feng did not play any cards throughout the entire evening event.
This is completely opposite to the state he is currently displaying.
"Medical records?"
Munashe frowned slightly and repeated the sentence in a flat tone.
Jiang Yang's slight doubts made her feel that Mu Nashe seemed unaware of the existence of the medical records.
Jiang Yang remembered that after Yue Jiang finished examining him, she said she would hand the examination record to the dean's office.
Wait a minute... it seems like they all subconsciously treated that form as a medical record.
Logically, if the medical records aren't with the hospital director, where could they be?
After realizing what was happening, Huang Er asked, "Isn't the medical record with you?"
"Perhaps you can try looking in the archives."
After Munashe finished speaking, he didn't give anyone else a chance to speak and walked out.
Outside the transparent glass window, the night was bathed in moonlight. Behind Mu Nashe were a group of caregivers arranged in an inexplicably orderly fashion, including Yuejiang and Lisheng.
That's not the most crucial point.
There was also a figure who didn't fit in with the others.
Number Three exclaimed, revealing his identity, "Wasn't he dead?"
Yes, it was number 4 who was pronounced dead by Munashe.
"Is he still alive?" Unfortunately, no one knows the answer.
Jiang Yang counted, and there were still ten caregivers; there was no extra one because of the presence of caregiver number 4.
...
Jiang Yang is having trouble sleeping.
Munashe's blessing sealed the fate of this night, and even stirred up some restless seeds in Jiang Yang's heart.
Finally, after turning over and trying to close his eyes to no avail, he threw off the covers and jumped down as if he had given up on himself.
"Where to..."
The Golden Crow was also released.
Having been raised by Jiang Yang for a long time, his childhood appearance has gradually shed its original frightening look, except that the clothes clinging to his body... well, they're not quite right?
Jiang Yang frowned, muttering in confusion, "Growing so fast?"
It's been less than twenty days since they left Un Entertainment, but Jinwu is already growing at almost the age of a normal six-year-old child.
Jinwu, of course, was also unaware.
In my memory, it seems like he was in the All Building one day... After waking up, apart from not drooling while sleeping, his speech was much clearer. Then, while washing up, he was surprised to find that he had grown taller.
"Never mind, I'll buy you a new one when we get back."
Jiang Yang felt like he was taking care of a child, but he didn't dwell on the issue anymore. He released the Golden Crow this time for other plans.
During Un Entertainment, Jinwu led a few of them through the building, and Jiang Yang thus unlocked one of Jinwu's talents: tracking.
During the evening activities, apart from the "death" No. 4, Jiang Yang was most puzzled by No. 1, who attacked him twice in a row.
If Player 1 used the shadow to attack him because of the conflict between the two at Block 10, then what was the reason for Player 1's initial attack using Block K?
So, on the day Jinwu took Shuzhuo to find Number 1, Jiang Yang, in addition to outwardly telling him to stop Number 1, also secretly had Jinwu use his talent to bind Number 1's location.
"Come with me," Jinwu said coolly, raising his chin.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Yang, who had carefully avoided other players and even disguised himself, and Jin Wu, who was the only one visible to him, stared at each other at the locked glass door of the lobby on the first floor.
"So you lost them?" Jiang Yang asked, somewhat unsure.
Jinwu rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Couldn't it be that he went out?"
Jiang Yang remained silent. Others might gamble on a way out, but Jiang Yang felt that Number 1's cowardice would prevent him from doing such a thing. Of course, he wasn't questioning Jinwu's abilities; he was simply considering the most likely possibility.
"Let's go upstairs!"
Jiang Yang made a quick decision. He had noticed the last ward that No. 1 had entered. Since they hadn't found the person, they might as well go and see how the person disappeared.
He never expected that room number 1 would also welcome another group of uninvited guests.
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Author's Note: The missing person has returned!
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