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Chapter 46
There was an uproar in the barrage. You Mengzhi looked at Fu Wenqiang's confused face and sighed again. After thinking about it again, he decided to start with the most trivial things:

"So, the place where you are staying now should be an office or something like that? Can you find rags or something like that?"

Fu Wenqiang was stunned when he heard this. He endured the stiffness in his body and got up from the corner, slowly groping for the objects around him in the darkness.

After a few minutes, he really gained something.

The commander of Youmeng said:

"Now put this rag under the door, tighten the office curtains, and then turn on the office lights."

Fu Wenqiang followed the instructions with a puzzled look on his face, and then lit up the lights in the office. The incandescent lamp brought bright light, and it still did not turn off after a few seconds.

You Mengzhi looked at the other party's astonished expression and chuckled:
"Do you know why the headlights won't go out if it's like this?"

"Because this is not a lights-out caused by dirt affecting the magnetic field at all, but an artificial lights-out! This hospital is very intelligent, so it can already remotely control the lights on and off in the background!"

"Someone is always watching you not far away. As long as you light up the light, it will be turned off remotely. This will put you under great psychological pressure and make you more certain of the 'fact' that it is haunted."

"You were teased!"

The thin skin on Fu Wenqiang's face kept shaking, looking quite unbelievable:

“But I was just in the toilet”

You Mengzhi said bluntly:
"Vice President Fu, why don't you go to the toilet now and take a look."

Fu Wenqiang randomly wiped the cold sweat from his face and neck. After a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
"Okay! Then I will risk my life to go there! If it is proven that there is a ghost, please help me call the police. It doesn't matter if I die, we must save so many patients in the hospital!"

After seeing the other person nodding in agreement, Fu Wenqiang finally plucked up the courage to open the office door tremblingly and walked towards the toilet.

The journey was surprisingly smooth. Fu Wenqiang relied on the light of his mobile phone to enter the bathroom and repeatedly reminded You Mengzhi to look at the sink.

The water stains in the sink have not completely disappeared, but what is more eye-catching are some hair strands remaining in the drain.

At first glance, it looks like dense hair crawling out of the pipe, which is very scary.

Seeing that Fu Wenqiang began to breathe unsteadily again, You Mengzhi said quickly:
"Climb onto the sink and see if there's anything on it."

thing?what?
Fu Wenqiang was a little confused, but he climbed onto the sink with considerable agility, and picked up the lamp again to check.

This inspection is not a big deal, as soon as you look at it, you can see something.

This sink is located in the middle outside the women's restroom and the men's restroom. For ventilation, two exhaust fans are installed above the sink mirror. Usually these two exhaust fans are turned on, but there is something different today. The men's restroom has The ventilation fan is still swinging, but the other ventilation fan is silent.

Fu Wenqiang was stunned and wanted to check the condition of the ventilation fan, but when he stretched out his hand, he touched something very familiar——

"Line [-]."

Fu Wenqiang's mutterings reached everyone's ears. He looked a little dazed. He almost climbed down from the sink holding the piece of thread. He picked up the phone again and showed You Mengzhi the thin thread in his hand. :

".This, this No. [-] thread is a common surgical thread."

There was a hint of relief on Fu Wenqiang's face, and he said with certainty:

".I understand. It's really not dirty stuff. Someone wanted me to think it was dirty stuff."

"That person tied my hair on such a thin thread and put it on my neck through the ventilation duct. I am deeply short-sighted. I must take off my glasses when I wash my face. It was dark and the lights were flickering, so I didn't Discover"

At this time, Fu Wenqiang was sure that he was being played. The fear in his heart was almost gone. He held up a flashlight and entered the toilet. He soon saw the pool of blood and————

"There are signs of crawling here!"

Fu Wenqiang's voice sounded rather gritty:
"That's why I didn't see anyone!"

Fu Wenqiang tugged at his collar, his chest was rising and falling, and he was obviously a little out of breath:
"This woman is playing tricks on me!"

But what You Mengzhi said next completely woke him up:
"There's more than one person."

"Although these arrangements are full of loopholes, it is obvious that one person cannot do it. Don't forget that there were already two people cooperating with each other in the underground parking lot."

"and"

You Mengzhi prolongs his tone, giving the other party enough time to breathe and react:
"The No. [-] line you just mentioned is inaccessible to ordinary people, right?"

This last short sentence made Fu Wenqiang feel like he was waking up from a big dream. He was speechless for a long time before he said in a deep voice:

".Someone in this hospital doesn't want me to stay."

You Mengzhi snapped his fingers:

"That's right! If I read it wrong, you have a ruddy appearance and a high official position. You will definitely be promoted in the near future."

"And the official position closest to you is the one left vacant yesterday by the fat dean who used power for personal gain and attempted murder."

"You haven't offended anyone, but aren't there people who are unhappy with your rise to power and want to offend you?"

"You might as well think about it again. If you are scared into resigning today, wouldn't the positions of the dean and deputy dean be vacant, who will take them?"

Several names and faces flashed through Fu Wenqiang's mind. His Adam's apple trembled again and again, and he just said:
"That dean's name is not Fat, his name is Dean Yuan."

"He was also one of my teachers back then, and he was also a good teacher back then."

You Mengzhi immediately sighed and tried to cut off the old scholar's fragmentary thoughts:
"Okay, okay, there's no need to speak for them. Let me tell you honestly, I can live broadcast now. If you and I don't report it, there are others who will."

Fu Wenqiang was stunned for a while, and then let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, You Mengzhi's eyes swept across the opponent's background somewhere. The next moment, her eyes sharpened and she lowered her voice and said in a deep voice:
"Vice Dean, now, immediately, go back to the office where you were just now and lock the doors and windows."

"There is a half-blooded handprint on the window behind you."

"The real 'ghost' is here."

Even if it is not in the silent night, but in the daytime, if a timid person suddenly hears this sentence, he will break out in a cold sweat.

Not to mention Fu Wenqiang, a middle-aged man who is not very courageous and has just experienced ups and downs.

But he is indeed an excellent doctor with strong ability to withstand pressure. After only a moment, he faltered and started to fumble again.

It wasn't until he entered the office again that Fu Wenqiang pretended to be calm and said:
"Could it be that the woman just made the bloody fingerprints to scare me?"

But before he could finish speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by You Mengzhi:

"The half of the handprint is on the outside of the glass." "It's the palmprint of an adult male."

Just two sentences, and after thinking about it carefully, Fu Wenqiang completely turned off the engine and stammered:

"No, it can't be. If I remember correctly, this is the sixteenth floor, and there is no climbing platform on the outer wall of our hospital."

He spoke softer and quieter, and in the end, the situation pushed back to the fact that he didn't want to admit:

"Is there really a ghost?!"

On the sixteenth floor, outside the window, there were bloody palm prints. The combination of these words made many classic horror stories pop up in his mind uncontrollably.

But the next second, You Mengzhi denied him again, with a firm tone:

"No, it's a living person."

"The palm print on that half is gritty, but the blood on the hand has not turned black. It is very fresh, and the print on the window is very thin. It is obviously a long climb."

In the darkness, You Mengzhi's voice was extremely soft, but it penetrated Fu Wenqiang's heart coldly:
"Someone climbed up the outer wall."

"And he just killed at least one person."

"The 'ghost' I'm talking about is him."

Fu Wenqiang felt that his breathing almost stopped:

"What, what?"

You Mengzhi's face didn't look very good either. She originally thought that the other party was being tricked, so she didn't set out to go there.
But just when he was in the toilet, Fu Wenqiang's face suddenly changed!
The eyebrows suddenly appeared green and black, which was obviously a bloody disaster.

Plus that bloody handprint
A murderer actually sneaked in!

You Mengzhi directly raised his hand to call the police. At this juncture, Fu Wenqiang naturally had no objection.

But before You Mengzhi hung up the phone, there was a scream from the other side of the video, accompanied by the sound of glass breaking.

The loud voice made Fu Wenqiang tremble all over and almost couldn't hold the phone.

After the camera shook a few times, Fu Wenqiang finally managed to stabilize his figure. Almost instantly, he relied on instinct and rushed towards the direction of the source of the sound——

window.

Thanks to the hospital's humane arrangements, almost all the windows in the hospital are fixed windows. Most of them use hinges to control the opening and closing size to only half the size of a head to avoid suicide or death from falling from high altitude.

Fu Wenqiang couldn't care less about anything else. He turned on the desk lamp in his hand and searched as wide a field as possible for the direction of the sound.

There was still silence in the hospital, but he soon realized something. In another building two or three hundred meters away, which was also in a similar position to him, there was a man facing the window, raising his hands high, and touching his two hands from time to time. Cross your hands to make an X gesture.

Although the distance is not short, you can still feel the other party's anxiety from his demeanor and movements.

Fu Wenqiang was taken aback and said quickly:
"Master, the other side is asking for help! He is in danger! We have to help him!"

"No"

You Mengzhi's face twitched a few times, and he spoke stiffly:
"The person opposite is probably the person who originally checked to turn on the light on your side of the building and informed the companions in this building to turn off the light."

"Don't forget, the bloody handprint on the window just now was from this building!"

"And it's possible that the other party happened to be able to see this building, but just saw the source of the scream just now."

"He is telling you that you are in danger!"

Fu Wenqiang's pupils narrowed suddenly, and just as he was about to say something, the hand originally resting on the window sill seemed to be burned by something, and he instinctively withdrew his hand.

On the back of his withered and thin hand, there was a drop of warm, dazzling blood!
You Mengzhi's urgent cries were heard in his ears, but Fu Wenqiang felt as if his feet were filled with lead. He couldn't move and could only mechanically raise his head to check the source of the blood.

A large amount of blood flowed down from a high place, and from time to time there was the sound of glass fragments falling. The glass fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound in the quiet night.

Almost as soon as the sound came, a rope as thick as a wrist hung from the window, followed by a pair of men's feet, and then his thighs.
You Mengzhi exploded with the loudest volume in his life:

"Run!"

"What are you doing in a daze!?"

A huge sense of fear swept through Fu Wenqiang's whole body, and the mobile phone camera was shaking crazily. Under You Mengzhi's command, Fu Wenqiang woke up as if from a dream, rolled and crawled to unlock the door and went out.

The moment he locked the door, there was a sudden sound of broken glass in the office——

The murderer is catching up!

Fu Wenqiang had no time to think, he just focused on running for his life. His breathing was extremely heavy, and the wheezing sound reached his lungs and exhaled again and again, almost non-stop. It made people feel that he was going to faint in the next second.

Fortunately, Fu Wenqiang was familiar with the hospital's terrain and quickly found the elevator. The bright and white lights in the elevator were really refreshing.

Fu Wenqiang held his knees and breathed for a long time. The elevator finally dinged and arrived.

The elevator was spacious and bright, and seemed to be opening its arms to him, leading him to welcome his new life.

But the next second when Fu Wenqiang was about to step into the elevator, You Mengzhi said:

"Don't go in, just find a place to hide!"

"There is a floor display on the elevator. Your physiques are very different. He can catch up with you wherever you go!"

The camera panned across Fu Wenqiang's face, and an ominous feeling suddenly flashed through You Mengzhi's mind, and he immediately said:

"No, no, no, get out of the elevator first!"

"The lights on this floor should not have been turned on, so that's why the murderer climbed directly upstairs. He is sensitive to light. He just saw the light downstairs and came to chase you!"

"You leave this bright stairwell first, the other party will definitely look at the bright place first."

Before You Mengzhi finished speaking, Fu Wenqiang seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. He fell heavily to the ground and crawled backwards.

The camera was shaking crazily, and finally stabilized a little after the owner reached the wall. It clearly captured a tall and strong man slowly walking from the darkness only a few steps away.

The man was no more than 50 or [-] years old, with an unshaven beard, wearing construction work clothes that obviously didn't fit well, and holding a large spanner stained with blood in his hand.

Dream Travel's breath was stagnant.

(End of this chapter)