Chapter 27

The light and shadow in the room were dim, and the light in the corridor penetrated the blurred glass, barely illuminating the faded and mottled children's paintings on the walls.

Jiguantou stared blankly and stared at the young man in front of him with his mouth open. Under the shock of such a strong shock, his brain was already "chaotic" into a paste.

He has already gone through the dungeon four times, so he is not considered a novice, so he can understand every word and concept he speaks without any obstacles.

It is precisely because of this that he feels more and more unimaginable...

Tempting more ghost babies to regard themselves as "mothers", using the loopholes in the concept to jump out of the rules, and make themselves the real mother of ghost babies who can control ghost babies in turn.

This is no longer a "slightly inadvertent, lose all game" problem.

How terrifying does it have to be to come up with such a crazy and daring solution?

too terrifying……

Jiguantou stood there blankly, feeling a chill slowly creeping up his back. This strong sense of fear did not come from the monster in this dungeon, but from the living "human being" standing in front of him.

Wen Jianyan took out her phone and opened the Nightmare background.

In addition to the change of the card and the points added to the account, he saw another line of small print:

[Countdown to copy alienation]

【00:10:00】

The last time it was a small one, this time it was shortened to ten minutes.

Wen Jianyan sighed.

He knew it.

After all, he only got rid of one boss in the last dungeon, and he has already been able to alienate NPCs, and this time he can directly get stuck with a bug, not only controlling all the ghost babies, but also making his remaining survival time incalculable, the dungeon does I am afraid that the adjustment will be more than the last time.

……Forget it.

Anyway, it is not the first time that he has been targeted by a copy.

In this case, the ten minutes before this alienation must be well grasped.

Wen Jianyan put the phone back in his pocket, turned to look at Jiguantou beside him: "Let's go, let's hurry up."

"Go, where?"

The cockscomb head changed his mind, and asked dumbly.

Wen Jianyan pondered for two seconds and replied:

"Go to the office on the third floor first."

Taking advantage of the alienation, he had to find Lin Qing's office quickly to see what clues there were.

In the broadcast hall.

Under the splendid dome, in the square divided into different areas, countless crowds flowed endlessly, and the anchors belonging to different guilds were free to trade, socialize, and entertain during the intervals of their live broadcasts.

As a strange space independent of the whole world, it is extraordinarily lively and peaceful here, only the light screen suspended in the void above the head shows a hint of ominous breath.

The blood-red "color" of "Entertainment to death" four big characters hung in the air, quietly looking down at the huge space below.

Everything is the same as usual.

Suddenly, a "ding" sounded in the dome. This mechanical sound was so familiar that everyone in the hall subconsciously stopped their movements and looked towards the source of the sound.

"Dear streamers, everyone, the C-level dungeon [Fukang Private General Hospital] is now open for emergency recruitment, the points are doubled, and the limit is ten minutes."

On the light screen hanging in the void, the blood-red "color" slogan disappeared for some time, leaving only a slowly flashing countdown:

【00:10:00】

What? !

The host hall was in an uproar.

All the anchors looked at each other and saw the exact same shock and excitement on each other's faces.

The opened dungeon is about to recruit anchors. The chance of this happening is very small, which often means two possibilities: First, shortly after the opening of the dungeon, the mortality rate of anchors has reached 90%. The above, in this case, the dungeon will open the temporary recruitment, but, this situation often occurs in the dungeon above the a level, or the d-level or below - either the dungeon is too difficult, or the host is too bad.

Few people will accept this kind of recruitment. After all, the benefits of dungeons below level D are too low, and the mortality rate of dungeons above level A is too high. Even if they participate, it is easy to lose more than the gains.

Another possibility is "sex"...

Unpredictable changes occurred in the dungeon, the anchor broke the overall balance, and the dungeon could not adjust itself, so it was necessary to recruit new anchors to adjust the unbalanced plot.

This situation is much more ideal.

High reward, low risk, as long as you complete the tasks assigned by the system, or play the characters in the script well, you can have a very considerable income.

The low-level anchors in the entire square couldn't help but move.

"Damn, don't think about it."

An old anchor looked coldly at the new anchor who was eager to try, sneered, and said, "Even if you go, you won't be able to get a spot."

"Why?" The new anchor frowned and asked in disbelief, "Isn't this dungeon C-level? Then there will definitely be a limit on the number of senior anchors, and there is a way to get in if the level is too high. Since everyone is a low-level anchor, what can I do? Can't get a spot?"

"Of course senior anchors can't get in, they are also interested in getting in."

The old anchor shook his head and said, "However, the major guilds will not let this opportunity of low risk and high profit pass up. They will definitely send new recruits who are relatively low-level in their own trade unions and have high training value. Mortality rate... do you have the confidence to grab a spot from those guilds?"

Saying that, the old anchor raised his hand and pointed to the guild ranking hanging high not far away.

Oracle, dark fire, eternal day.

The guilds with the top three points hang high on the top of the Glory List, which looks extraordinarily unattainable.

The new anchor fell silent and clenched his fists secretly.

The old anchor said: "Don't be too unwilling, this kind of opportunity will come to you sooner or later."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up at the blood-red countdown not far away, and said leisurely, "Also, no matter how unlucky you are, you can't compare to the unlucky anchor who broke the balance in this dungeon... This person is absolutely doomed. Understand."

The third floor of Fukang Private General Hospital.

Wen Jianyan quickly found the doctor's office area.

He recalled the information on Lin Qingfen's card and stopped at the door of the middle office.

The sign hanging on the door of this office has been removed, leaving only a small empty white area on the wall, the edges are slightly yellowed, and his color on the wall is slightly Open the difference.

It should be here.

Wen Jianyan pushed open the door and stepped inside.

The office is not big and looks clean and tidy. A doctor's white coat hangs on the hanger. Professional books on obstetrics and gynecology are neatly stacked in the bookcase. The desk is spotless, only messy. Stacked with several medical records.

Everything here looks extraordinarily normal.

Jiguantou stood at the door. While he was hesitating whether to go in or not, Wen Jianyan walked in without hesitation, and began to rummage around very efficiently.

He turned over all the pockets in the white coat one by one, carefully inspected the inside of the vase, disassembled the books on the table, and looked for the mezzanine, wardrobe, desk drawer, secret door in the bookcase, and even professional reference Wen Jianyan let go of the eye-catching places in the book case, and took pictures with his mobile phone when he found doubts.

"..." The head of the cockscomb stared dumbfounded at the skillful movement of rummaging through things, and fell to the ground in admiration.

This, this is too professional, right?

After a blanket search of the entire office, Wen Jianyan noticed something was wrong.

It's too clean here.

There are traces of being read in professional reference books, and there are also any notes. What is special about each case in the case book, and it is common to have any reference value.

There are any traces of life work.

This is really strange.

Either after Lin Qing's death, this place was thoroughly cleaned up and re-arranged, or... this was not Lin Qing's real office.

Wen Jianyan stopped and stood in the center of the office, lost in thought.

He took out his phone again and looked at the countdown on the screen.

【00:04:43】

Less than five minutes left.

So, what did the three miss out on?

Wen Jianyan recalled the map on the third floor, and was suddenly startled... Ah, there is a very important place on the third floor that he forgot!

delivery room!

However, if a pregnant woman gives birth, it will not be sent to the operating room on the fourth floor, but will be completed in the delivery room in the obstetrics department on the third floor.

This is the core area of ​​the entire third floor. If there are clues there, then the entire third floor will not be there.

Thinking of this, Wen Jianyan turned around and ran towards the delivery room at a high speed.

Jiguantou was taken aback by Duan's quick action, he was stunned for two seconds, and when he recovered, only the back of the young man was left in his field of vision rushing away and drifting away.

"Hey, boss, wait for me!"

The cockscomb head hurriedly chased after him.

This is not only because of the contractual relationship between the two, but more importantly, based on previous experience, Jiguantou now has no doubts about the big brother Wen Jianyan.

In this case, of course, you have to hold the big guy's thigh tightly and not let go!

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, and it became more and more terrifying in the empty late-night hospital. Soon, the door of the delivery room was close at hand.

As the distance shortened, Wen Jianyan could smell the blood in the air getting stronger and stronger.

He panted slightly and stopped his running footsteps.

[Birthroom] The three characters hang high, showing a strange green "color" under the illumination of the lights.

Walking through the door, there is an empty nurse station in the office. If you go further, you will find a large delivery room. Pregnant women who are about to give birth are usually sent here to rest until the cervix is ​​opened. It will not be pushed into the delivery room until it is the size allowed for delivery. At this moment, there was also no one in the waiting room, only the empty hospital beds were neatly arranged in the middle.

Moving forward, it's the delivery room.

The door to the delivery room was closed, with a sign "Family Stopped" posted on it.

The delivery room of Fukang Hospital was built a long time ago. At that time, there should be a habit of accompany the delivery. All family members must wait outside the delivery room and are not allowed to enter.

The further you go, the dimmer the light gets.

When Wen Jianyan walked to the door of the delivery room, there was only a faint light left, flickering like an unstable current.

There was a dizzying sweet smell floating in the air, as if an operation had just been performed, and the smell of blood had dissipated.

The door to the delivery room was tightly closed and could not be pushed open, and there were any keyholes that could be picked.

but……

Wen Jianyan's gaze fell on the card-swiping place at the door of the delivery room, and her gaze couldn't help but pause slightly.

He opened his backpack and took out the magnetic card that was rewarded by the system after completing the difficult side quest.

A blood-stained magnetic card appeared out of thin air in his palm, and the writing on it was either worn out, or was deeply hidden under the bloodstain, making it impossible to read at all.

Wen Jianyan brought the magnetic card close to the machine at the door——

"drop."

With a soft sound, the door of the delivery room in front of him slowly opened inward, revealing a dark passage.

The next second, a familiar mechanical sound rang in my ears: "The hidden branch is opened and completed!"

Almost as soon as the sound fell, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

From the ground where the magnetic card was in contact, a brown-red "color" of blood began to spread. There were mottled, deep and shallow bloodstains everywhere on the ground and walls. There were drag-like traces and splashes. Some of the bloodstains are old, with only brown dried bloodstains left, while others are still very new, slowly sliding down the wall as if they had just been splashed on.

I don't know when it started, but the originally empty delivery room was full of "people".

Speaking of people, it's not accurate.

Whether wearing ordinary clothes, family members waiting outside the delivery room, doctors and nurses in white coats, all have blank faces with facial features.

Right here, a nurse came towards Wen Jianyan, the face with facial features pointed straight at him, and said in a normal voice:

"Doctor Lin, what are you waiting for? The operation is about to start."

Doctor Lin?

Wen Jianyan suddenly realized that the "role" he played in this absurd drama was probably "Lin Qing" himself.

He didn't change his face: "Okay, I'll go in right now."

Wen Jianyan turned around and found that the door of the delivery room in front of her was already open to him, and the lights in the cleaning area were bright.

All the doctors participating in the operation have to change their surgical gowns, clean and sterilize them, and then enter the operation area.

However, the clean area here is far from clean.

The traces of blood on the walls were deeper and heavier, and the ground was sticky and sticky, like some kind of blood-red "color" tissue that would make strange noises after stepping on it.

Further inside is the operation area, and across the blurred glass covered with blood, Wen Jianyan can vaguely see the moving figures inside - it seems that the delivery is waiting for him.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

The terrifying scream, as if it could tear the eardrum, came from deep in the operating room, and everything was terrifying.

Wen Jianyan maintained a calm expression, and under the guidance of the faceless nurse, changed into a full set of surgical gowns, put on blue disposable gloves, and stepped into the operating area.

The door to the delivery room was open to him.

The area inside was as large as he thought, but only a bunch of overhead lights illuminated the only delivery bed in the center of the delivery room, and all the surrounding areas were shrouded in darkness that was impenetrable to sight.

Surrounded by the birthing bed were nurses and doctors who were also fully dressed.

Through the masks, you can see their blank faces with facial features.

I don't know when it started, the shouting has stopped, only a dull mumble.

"Doctor Lin, you are finally here."

One of the doctors said, "We'll be waiting for you."

After he finished speaking, he made way for Wen Jianyan, then took out a gleaming scalpel from the surgical tray and handed it to him: "Please be the chief surgeon."

Wen Jianyan took the scalpel, then turned her head to look at the operating table.

The next second, his breath choked slightly.

I saw a woman tied tightly to the delivery bed, her arms were fixed on the top of her head, her wrists had been rubbed and the flesh was blurred, her bones were deep, she was sweating profusely, her black hair was stuck to her neck, and her belly was very stiff. Gao, like a ball that is about to burst, the sinuous blue-red blood vessels can be seen under the skin that is so thin that it is almost transparent.

Both feet are also wide open and fixed.

Scarlet blood dripped from under the surgical gown, and it had gathered into a small pool of blood on the ground.

On the belly, a strange shape stood out, as if something was struggling under the skin, trying hard to break free.

Although his face was distorted by pain and fear, Wen Jianyan was still able to recognize...

This belongs to Lin Qing's face.

His lips were tightly sewn with needles and thread, the lower half of his face was stained red with blood, his eyes widened, and he stared at Wen Jianyan, his sewn lips squirming, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's the matter, Doctor Lin?" said a faceless man, "Why don't you use the knife?"

The scalpel in Wen Jianyan's hand reflected an icy cold light under the light, as if urging something silently.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward slowly, and stood on the side of the delivery table.

Although he has facial features, Wen Jianyan can feel that all the nurses and doctors are staring at him, waiting for the moment when he cuts Lin Qing's belly.

The cold light of the scalpel flickered, and the slender fingers gripping the handle of the knife were hesitant and hesitantly cut down—

In the next second, the tip of the knife quickly cut through the thin line that tightly sewed the woman's lips.

More blood gushed out, but Lin Qing seemed to notice it, widened his trembling eyes, and screamed at Wen Jianyan:

"second lower floor!"

He seemed to want to say something, but soon, a cold light passed by.

Wen Jianyan's pupils trembled.

Lin Qing's body shuddered, his head slowly tilted back, blood gurgled out of his throat that was greatly slit, and he breathed out in an instant.

The doctor standing opposite took back the blood-stained scalpel in his hand, stared at Wen Jianyan with his facial features, and said in a cold voice, "Lin Qing, you are so disappointing to me."

"Since this hotbed is used, then you will be the next one."

The faceless people around him "approached" and reached out to Wen Jianyan, as if trying to catch him.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

A shrill scream sounded.

The faceless man who was holding Wen Jianyan's wrist suddenly let go of his hand, and on his palm, he could see a small bite mark of cyan and purple, like the mark of a baby biting hard.

"what happened……?"

On the operating table, Lin Qing's dead corpse lay quietly under the light, his dark pupils staring at this direction, but his tall belly was still squirming, and the range of movements became even more violent——

"Thorn-"

There was a sound of the flesh being torn, and something came out from the depths of the corpse's belly.

The bloody mass looked at Wen Jianyan: "..."

He turned his head and retracted back into the corpse's stomach, as if it had never appeared before.

"No, it's impossible, this, how is this possible!"

The scene in front of him is too sensational, the faceless man said in panic, subconsciously took two steps back, and stared at the pale young man who seemed weak in front of him in disbelief:

"Then what?"

Wen Jianyan took out a handful of candies from her pocket.

The next second, the invisible little palms scrambled for it, and soon only the candy was left.

"Oh, what do you say?"

The young man Yan Yue replied in a "colorful" manner, the original amber eyes were dyed into a bottomless black color by ghosts, and the corners of the pale lips that had lost their blood color were hooked, revealing a smiling face. Happy expression:

"Of course my children."