I discovered a world bug.

Linchuan.

Inside the Second Hospital's office.

Xie Yuchi sat in front of the computer, intently organizing the latest admission records.

We admitted two new patients today. One has severe bipolar disorder and has been sedated and sent back to his ward to sleep. The next step may be electroconvulsive therapy.

The other one has schizophrenia. She just finished taking her medication and is now walking back and forth in the corridor with her phone in her hand, her soft footsteps echoing throughout the corridor.

This is actually counterintuitive. Generally speaking, schizophrenia is a more serious mental illness than bipolar disorder. How can someone with bipolar disorder take sedatives while someone with schizophrenia can just take some medication and be left alone?

However, the world of mental illness is not that simple.

Take today's two patients, for example. The one with bipolar disorder is prone to self-harm by cutting his wrists, while the one with schizophrenia is much calmer.

Actually, the schizophrenic patient named Huang Ming had already been transferred to another hospital for the second time, and was staying in an open ward.

The patient was transferred from the Capital Hospital to the Provincial Hospital, and then from the Provincial Hospital back to the Second Municipal Hospital, for final rehabilitation treatment.

Her condition is stable; at most, she might occasionally ramble on.

Such statements include things like "Someone really tried to harm me before," "Someone cast a spell on me so I could see ghosts," and "Sometimes when I'm sleeping, little people talk in my ear."

Typical symptoms of persecution complex.

This situation is often accompanied by increasingly serious violent tendencies, and she was the same before.

However, after several months of treatment, although she still has some cognitive dissonance, her previous visual and auditory hallucinations have completely disappeared.

When she was admitted to the hospital, I talked to her for a long time, and she seemed very rational.

That's why I ultimately decided to admit her to an open ward—isolation wards are extremely limited, so we should save every single one we can...

After typing the last line on the keyboard, Xie Yuchi let out a long sigh of relief, stood up, and stretched.

She picked up her phone from the table and glanced at it—it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

My stomach is growling, but I don't know what to order for takeout...

Xie Yuchi opened the food delivery app and casually swiped through it a few times, but she had absolutely no appetite.

Almost unconsciously, she went back to the desktop, then opened WeChat and opened Lin Shu's message box.

Their messages stopped at the "OK" emoji Lin Shu sent. Scrolling up a bit, they found his message about going on a business trip to Yunnan.

Xie Yuchi sat back down in his chair and reread the messages one by one.

For some reason, she always felt that Lin Shu was hiding something from her.

All those classified projects and work-related claims are just pretexts.

And what exactly he was going to do... he had no idea.

What exactly is going on?

Even though he used to be very open and honest with me, he would at least not hide such important matters from me.

But recently, he has clearly changed.

And it became very thorough.

Did something serious happen to him?

Could it still be related to... Xu Changshun's matter?

To be honest, I started to feel that Lin Shu was acting strangely from the moment he interviewed Xu Changshun.

After that, he apparently went to Xu Changshun's hometown and even attended his funeral.

Immediately afterwards, a so-called "evil-repelling talisman" appeared in his car.

Lin Shu said it was for safety, so she stayed in the car the whole time.

He said he would explain it to himself after the business trip, but when he actually came back, it was as if he had completely forgotten about it and never mentioned it again.

Instead, he rushed off to Yunnan.

Yunnan......

In my memory, it was a land with a touch of "mystery".

When I used to watch Ghost Blows Out the Light, I always felt that the tomb of the King of Xian was hidden in the mountains or waterfalls somewhere in Yunnan.

I felt that the people there practiced witchcraft and frequently performed mysterious rituals...

So, he couldn't really be after these things, could he?

Could it be that he was intrigued by what Xu Changshun had mentioned, and thus began to trace its origins?

That's quite possible!

After all, he was never a peaceful person.

And judging from the tone of his voice on that phone call, it seemed he had found a companion...

I'm truly impressed.

Xie Yuchi sighed heavily.

If you're only interested in folk customs, that's fine, but what if you accidentally join some cult? Wouldn't that be the end of you?

When he comes back, I must meet him and have a serious talk with him.

Young men must not go astray!

Having made up her mind, Xie Yuchi calmed down.

The good news is, at least it's not too late to discover it now...

She glanced at the time again: 1:15.

Ordering takeout won't be fast enough, so I might as well go out and get some noodles.

As she thought about it, she stood up and walked out the door.

In the corridor, Huang Ming was still pacing back and forth, playing on her phone. As Xie Yuchi passed by, she casually reminded him:

"Don't play on your phone for too long. You just took your medicine, and staring at the screen for too long will make you dizzy."

Upon hearing her voice, Huang Ming looked up, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

"Dr. Xie! I was just about to come find you!"

"Look, look at this!"

As she spoke, Huang Ming shoved her phone in front of Xie Yuchi.

"What?"

Xie Yuchi took the phone and glanced at it; it contained a long message sent via email.

At the very top of the main text is a striking title.

How to kill someone without being detected?

Upon seeing the title, Xie Yuchi immediately became alert.

What's going on?! Who posted this?!

Mentally ill patients are not easily agitated, and this kind of information will undoubtedly worsen her condition.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xie Yuchi immediately turned her phone screen away, while Huang Ming, standing beside her, lowered her voice, her tone slightly trembling yet tinged with excitement, and said:

"Dr. Xie, I told you I wasn't sick!"

"What I saw before was real! There really are people who can use magic to harm others!"

"Don't believe me? Look at this news item; it even describes how to kill someone!"

"But don't worry, I definitely won't try it. I just want to tell you that such things do exist!"

"Let's call the police right away. I need to arrest the person who harmed me, otherwise, he'll definitely go and harm others..."

Huang Ming continued talking non-stop, while Xie Yuchi swiped his phone screen, his expression growing increasingly serious.

Ceremony, materials, time, location...

This seems to be a detailed instruction manual for some kind of harmful "spell".

And it was written with such seriousness!

Upon seeing this message, Xie Yuchi subconsciously felt a strong sensation—even though she knew it was wrong, she couldn't resist it for a short period of time.

She felt that this thing might be real.

Just like the "Five Witches Altar" ritual that Xu Changshun had described to him.

Back then, I would always find myself drawn into those feelings without even realizing it, just like I feel now...

"Don't believe in this kind of thing."

Xie Yuchi forced himself to speak:

"This could be a prank, or someone who knows about your condition might be trying to harm you."

"Try not to use your phone for a while, I..."

"No, no!"

Huang Ming waved his hands repeatedly.

"This definitely isn't meant to harm me!"

She tried to grab the phone, but Xie Yuchi nimbly dodged it.

So she had no choice but to withdraw her hand and pointed, saying:

"Keep reading, this spell isn't aimed at me!"

"This spell eventually has a name, and even a birth date and such."

"It seems like it's trying to harm someone..."

"name?"

Xie Yuchi continued scrolling down the page.

The next second, a familiar name suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Lin Shu".

In an instant, Xie Yuchi's hair stood on end.

She couldn't wait to continue scrolling down to look at her birth date.

April 2002...

This is Lin Shu's birth date!

Xie Yuchi froze on the spot, completely unable to understand what she was seeing.

mischief!?

Obviously not.

If it really was a prank, it should have been sent to my own phone!

Huang Ming didn't know Lin Shu at all; the two of them had never had any contact whatsoever!

Her mind was a complete blank, and just then, a deep, steady male voice came from behind her.

"Hello, doctor."

Xie Yuchi turned around to look.

Three men wearing red vests walked towards us.

"Excuse me, does Huang Ming live here?"

"We need to find out something from her..."

.......

Half an hour later.

Huang Ming's personal freedom was temporarily restricted—as was Xie Yuchi's.

Together with the grid worker who arrived, the five of them squeezed into the small office, sitting there staring at each other.

Xie Yuchi tried several times to ask the grid workers what had happened, but their answer was always "no comment".

No comment...

Xie Yuchi had a vague feeling that something big was happening.

And this big event... actually involves his closest childhood friend...

Closely related!!