Ninety-seven

There are many vests gathered in this area.

Fearing that they might "interfere with each other", Chu Zaizhou used the same old trick and let each vest act according to his character, and he was responsible for coordinating.

This also led to Delian pretending to be innocent and cute, but she really didn't know what was going on outside.

Otherwise, with the personality of the pink-haired young man, if he knew what he would face without the constraints of the original body,

Delian would really be unable to restrain himself and knock the nurse unconscious and silence her, use his superpowers to tear the monster apart with his hands, and then run back to the academy and turn into an egg to isolate himself.

To put it simply, social death will explode when it reaches its extreme.

Sainz Sidrick, who had watched the scene, originally knew what was going on, but under the influence of his character, he was furious at what Ford's boss said.

——My student/vest/raised eggs, are you guys allowed to covet them like this!

So he slammed the table in anger, not wanting to look at the bald head of Ford's boss anymore, and forced his way into the strange mist.

When the whole person was standing in the rain, Sainz finally realized that the original body wanted him to watch the door.

Now it's all right.

He couldn't go in and pretend nothing happened -

standing in the rain, the white-haired man stared at the building in front of him with a deep look in his eyes, and his short whip slid out, ready to move.

Then he was forcibly pressed back by the original body.

Chu Zaizhou: [It's not your turn yet, don't make trouble.]

Chu Zaizhou: [Find a corner to stay, don't go in and scare the strange one into stopping acting.]

Chu Zaizhou: [Be good and listen to the principal.

Sainz: […………] So

, the cold-blooded, ruthless and decisive dean of studies squatted quietly on the high wall like a big black bat.

He had no expression on his face, but one could still tell from his back that he had a deep hatred for Ford. His gray eyes seemed to see through the wall, staring at Ford's moving figure inside.

He was caught in the rain here, which was definitely not a problem between himself and the original body, so whose problem could it be?

After it's over, let's beat this golden retriever first and then consider other things!!

Mental hospital, room on the third floor.

"Can I know your name?" Sitting on the hospital bed, Delian sipped water and asked the nurse who was checking the information in front of her.

"My name is Ella." The young nurse said, "I'm usually in charge of the night shift on the second floor... If Dr. Ford hadn't asked me to help, I wouldn't have met you."

"I didn't expect you to be so cute. It reminds me of my brother."

Ella blinked her eyes. When she smiled, a small pear-shaped ridge appeared on her left cheek.

Delian was stunned for a moment: "Your brother?"

"Yes, Troud is a few years younger than me. He is hardworking and studious. In order to let him go to Columbia University, I worked hard to get here." Ella said lightly, her eyes full of happiness.

Feeling that something was wrong, Delian frowned and asked, "Is only Dr. Ford responsible for me? I seem to have heard them mention Dr. Austin." Ella

's smile disappeared for a moment: "Dr. Austin, he went out for a meeting and is not expected to be back until the early morning."

She whispered, "Although Dr. Austin is the best doctor here, it is said that his treatment is a bit extreme... If he comes to you, you must refuse and go to Dr. Ford!"

Delian paused in drinking water. He didn't expect Ella to give such obvious advice.

"What about the person who died tonight? Was he also a patient of Dr. Austin?" he asked.

Ella nodded, biting her lower lip: "Anyway, you have to be careful. Dr. Austin is difficult to deal with in every aspect."

- If he didn't have a God's perspective, he would have really believed it. Who was he trying to scare?

"I know." Delian blinked and said obediently, "Can you pour me another glass of water?"

The water dispenser was just opposite the door, two steps away.

Ella did not refuse. She took the cup and turned around to get the water.

In just a few seconds, the young man who was still smiling softly in the last second disappeared, and his hands moved quickly.

The loose-leaf book on the table next to him had its pages quietly changed, and the case of a patient on the second floor was inserted.

Just before Ella turned around, Delian turned his fingers, and his case disappeared at a speed that no one could see clearly.

He took the water from the nurse and said thank you softly.

The nurse didn't notice anything and even sighed that it would be great if all patients could get along so well.

When the door of the ward was closed, the young man's expression suddenly turned cold. He unfolded the paper and looked at his case.

"Double personality. Under external stimuli such as blood, personality transformation will occur. The main personality is gentle, and the secondary personality has a strong desire to fight and is highly aggressive. It should be closed for treatment..."

"..." Who is this?

After reading the case introduction, the young man felt that nothing matched and twitched his mouth. He stuffed the paper into the pillowcase without hesitation.

He sat up from the bed, walked to the window, and observed the window inlaid with horizontal bars.

Although this is a weird temporary game copy, the facilities inside are very real and complete.

The first floor is the reception hall, with two open corridors on the side, one is the clinic and the other is the open treatment room.

Unlike normal hospitals, the corners of the structures in the mental hospital are rounded, and all the lights are built-in, without any ceiling structure, which can effectively prevent patients from committing suicide. Further

up are the wards. There will be 4-6 patients living together in the wards for mild cases, and they will be taken care of by fixed nurses; while the patients with severe cases will be luxurious single rooms, and they will be taken care of one-on-one.

And Delian is located in the ward on the highest floor.

Not only are the windows made of anti-collision test glass, but the sliding windows can only be opened 1/3 of the way at most.

There is only one bed in the ward, and even the table is embedded in the ground and cannot be moved.

As long as the exit door is locked, it can be said that there is no way to escape, and even tools cannot be found to commit suicide.

And now, the door has been locked.

If "Delian" remembered Ford, he should have waited patiently for him to come in and then exchanged plans, but unfortunately, he is still in a state of amnesia.

So after collecting all the information, taking the initiative to attack and rescuing teammates seems to be what we should do now.

The pink-haired young man lowered his eyes and stood by the window. He flipped his fingers and conjured up a saw blade.

When he climbed out of the haunted house just now, no one noticed that Delian picked up the props that he usually threw aside.

[Saw fragment (incomplete)]: Sharp, sharp, and bleeding.

Without hesitation, he lifted his sleeve, pressed the saw teeth against the scar on his arm, and cut down!

The originally blurred words were instantly mixed together, blood flowed down the white wrist, and as the pain spread, a sharp cry was faintly heard.

The window reflected the young man's current appearance. His exposed skin gradually began to show light golden scales, and his golden-green pupils turned into vertical pupils.

But the next moment, his eyes began to be dazed, and he couldn't help but whispered: "Leave me, leave my body... Monster... Monster!"

"Be quiet." As if with a hissing low voice, Delian reached out and patted his cheek, his eyes sometimes clear and sometimes dazed.

He rang the nursing bell and then stood by the door.

The obedience in the past has become a cushion now.

The nurse who should have gone to see the surveillance camera when she heard the ringing sound opened the door in a panic: "Delian, what's wrong with you——"

"Bang!" Delian bent his elbow and hit the nurse's neck. The nurse fell into a coma before she could even finish her words.

The young man's movements were smooth and flowing. It took no more than five minutes from pretending to be good to turning hostile.

The people watching outside were frightened.

"Didn't you say that you should build a good relationship with the nurse to find clues?" someone said in a panic, "It's only been a few minutes and you're already turning against me!"

"What kind of clues are you looking for? He just stole it! Is Delian really a magician?"

"Idiots, have you forgotten why Delian first became famous? He bet the entire ship and lost his pants! Now it turns out that he was cheating."

"But isn't there something wrong with the way this case is written? The main personality is obedient and gentle? The secondary personality murders? It's the opposite, right?"

"Is it possible that it was deliberately designed to be the opposite?"

Someone suddenly said, "This is a mental hospital, which is a place for 'disease treatment'."

"It is obvious that Delian is not the obedient and gentle one, but the strong fighting ability is. But because of Delian's approach, everyone now has a preconceived idea and confirms that being obedient and gentle is his 'normal' state!"

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

Someone thought in disbelief, "So, Qieyi is deliberately setting up Delian as a second personality, so that he can replace her better later?"

"Don't forget rule change number four, the mind and body affect each other." The person who first proposed the idea frowned.

"If this continues, as long as Delian uses force, he will lean towards the suppressed side, and give his body to others..."

It was this restriction that completely blocked Delian's way to replicate the violent clearance of the amusement park.

For a moment, everyone didn't know how to scold Qieyi for being insidious.

They started to panic at this moment: "What is Deren doing? Is he influenced to cut himself with a blade?"

"How do I know if you ask me!" the man said, "Whether he is influenced by the rules or he really wants to try it - shit, he might really take the initiative to try it!"

Thinking of this possibility, he grabbed his hair suddenly, and felt a surge of anger.

Thinking of the pink-haired young man's eager expression at the beginning, the butchers suddenly felt hopeless and as if they had lost their parents.

They were wrong. The members of the academy were really perverted. Even if they had no memory, they were still so desperate. Who gave them the confidence?

Do you know that this will make them nervous to death!

"Now that another personality has been activated, it will undoubtedly increase his desire to fight under the influence of the rules. Moreover, Deren is still alone and there is no one to stop him..."

A butcher said weakly: "I think we should commit suicide quickly. What if this guy really kills himself and waits for the academy to find trouble with us? It is better to do it ourselves quickly."

"Is there any other solution?" Someone asked desperately.

"It's not that there is no solution." The person who put forward the view smacked his lips.

"What do you say?" Everyone came over and pricked up their ears.

"First," the man raised his finger, "Let Deren open his superpowers and beat up everyone who can beat him. If he finishes before the rule is reached, he won't have any problems."

Everyone's mouth twitched. This method was the same as saying nothing.

"Second--"

"What do you think the success rate of Ford selling out his own ass and hugging Deren's thighs to beg him not to beat people is?"

Everyone present was a British countryman, and they knew that their own people had no moral integrity, so this probability was not impossible.

But thinking of the extremely cruel beauties in the academy.

Everyone: "…………"

"I think the first one is more reliable."

"That's right, that's right."

"Ding--!" The bell rang.

The moment Delian made his move, the lights in the ward went out, leaving only a glimmer of light coming through the window next to him.

A strong stench of decay came from the air, and a rustling sound spread, as if something had been released.

The pink-haired young man standing at the door paused for a moment, and a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind him and hit the water dispenser.

"Crackling." A shivering sound like teeth colliding up and down rang out, and in the darkness, the black shadow crawling on the ground turned around, like a lizard, and climbed the wall and rushed towards Delian again.

As the pink-haired young man dodged, he pressed the shadow against the wall with his backhand. A golden light flashed in his eyes, but his strength slackened invisibly.

The latter continued to struggle, and his sharp nails scratched bloody marks on the young man's arm.

Delian had an expressionless face, and used his free other hand to turn the shadow to the other side of his head.

The black shadow was wearing a nurse's uniform. On her twisted and swollen face, the depression on her cheek was particularly clear in the dim light.

"Trood, Traud..." The black shadow murmured again and again, and her struggling posture became more and more intense, as if she didn't want the young man to see her like this.

"The bell?" Delian whispered.

He took out the key from the nurse's pocket, pushed the manic nurse into the room, and closed the door without hesitation.

"Bang." The sound of the iron door closing was heard, followed by the rustling sound of locking.

——It was not the sound of Delian closing the door.

Delian stopped and raised his head, illuminated by the dim light from the window next to him.

He saw a man in a white coat standing at the entrance of the stairs, slowly putting the key into his pocket.

Seeing Lian pause, he opened his arms happily: "Hi, my little lamb, I finally see you."

"I'm Big Oston."

His eyes were full of excitement, and he chuckled: "Don't worry about Ford, let's have a fun game!"

Lian stood there expressionlessly, the torn wound on his arm was still bleeding, and the deep part of his eyes was blood red, which made him look particularly eerie.

More weird than weird.

He didn't take the initiative to step forward, and even retracted his hand.

Yes, yes, that's how you have to restrain yourself. Austin's smile got bigger and bigger, and he deserved all the hints he gave.

Delian was a smart man, and it was impossible for him not to know that he would gradually lose control if he used force. In other words, he was allowed to do whatever he wanted now -

but the next moment, a half-cup of water in a disposable cup suddenly splashed on Austin's face.

Without pausing, the pink-haired young man stepped forward, and the small braid stained with a trace of blood slid across his cheek and was tucked into his lips.

He used his waist to drive the upper body to exert force, clenched his right fist, and hit Austin's face mercilessly!

The electric saw fragment caught between his fingers directly cut Austin's cheek. If the latter had not turned his head quickly, he would have become the only butcher killed by the survivor who opened the door.

Austin was hit hard and hit the iron door. The huge sound could be heard throughout the building.

He felt dizzy. The familiar feeling reminded him of the punch the blond man gave him in the cabin in the woods.

Delian's eyes had completely turned into snake pupils at this moment, extremely cold.

He pinched Austin's neck and said slowly: "Call me a little lamb?"

"Who do you think you are?"

Austin (analyzed fiercely): First of all, I lay the foundation for the fact that I am very strong, and he will be afraid to use force because of his amnesia; secondly, the medical records can be used to analyze the restriction of "no violence"; thirdly, use the ability to create darkness and monsters to disturb his mind;

finally, let me make a high-class appearance -

De·Whatever you do·Never bullshit·Lian (punched): Stupid!

Edgar·also threw a few punches·Ford: Well done!