His eyes were fixed intently ahead, as if...

Just like the portrait of Grandpa Niu that Wuyin saw in the haunted house in Tutu's spiritual world.

Chapter 61 Grandpa Niu's Corpse

But in the portrait, Grandpa Niu's eyes always follow his figure, while the eyes of Grandpa Niu's corpse are staring straight ahead.

At that moment, the doctor also arrived.

Seeing this, he remained much calmer, quickly dialed the police, and then evacuated the people in the ward.

The nurses moved the unconscious Tutu to another ward.

Wuyin also turned and left; he was the last person to leave the ward.

But as soon as he turned around, he suddenly felt a gaze staring straight at him from behind. He turned around sharply, only to find that there was nothing behind him except Grandpa Niu's corpse.

Grandpa Niu's eyes were still fixed on the ceiling.

Li Fan, who was standing next to him, noticed his unusual behavior and asked him a question.

"what happened?"

Wuyin shook her head: "It's nothing."

Soon, the police and Tutu's parents arrived.

The police entered the ward where Grandpa Niu's body was located first to conduct a routine check, while Tutu's parents rushed to Tutu's bedside immediately.

Hu Yingjun still looked exhausted, a far cry from the Hu Yingjun in the animation.

Wuyin could understand why he was so tired.

Not only do they have to go to work to earn money to cover TuTu's medical expenses, but they also have to work hard every day to help TuTu with her condition.

Life is like a mountain, pressing heavily on the shoulders of this middle-aged man.

Zhang Xiaoli, who was standing nearby, immediately saw Tutu lying unconscious on the hospital bed, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

During the phone call, the two of them only heard the doctor say that Tutu suddenly came out of the ward on her own and was taken to the door of the doctor's office by a kind person, but suddenly fainted and went into the operating room, so they rushed over immediately.

This hospital is also a private psychiatric hospital that is about to go bankrupt. No regular hospital dares to admit TuTu, who has a split personality and locks himself in his room every day and has violent tendencies.

So of course the doctor wouldn't say that this "kind person" gave his son a sedative injection.

Looking at the two people in front of her, Wuyin realized that they had changed a lot compared to their images in the cartoon, and the emotions they showed when facing their biological son were much more genuine.

Only then did Zhang Xiaoli realize that there was a young man standing behind her, watching them.

Somewhat embarrassed, she picked up a tissue and wiped away the tears on her face.

He then turned around and looked at Wuyin with gratitude in his eyes.

"You must be the kind person the doctor mentioned? Thank you so much!"

As she spoke, she reached into her pocket and pulled out three red banknotes, intending to stuff them into Wuyin's hand.

"This is just a small token of my appreciation, please don't find it offensive."

Wuyin pushed the money back and waved her hand.

"It's nothing, and besides, medical expenses here aren't cheap, so you should keep it for yourself."

He noticed from the beginning that the mental hospital was not very reputable.

All the ward doors were tightly closed, and there was only one doctor present; it must be an extremely expensive private hospital.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoli's eyes welled up with tears again.

Because of TuTu's illness, regular hospitals wouldn't accept someone with such a severe condition, so he was forced to be sent to this relatively remote hospital.

The fees here are putting a lot of pressure on the family, and their financial situation is already very difficult.

Thinking that she would definitely have to pay for the surgery at the hospital later, Zhang Xiaoli didn't insist any further. She held the three banknotes tightly in her hand and kept thanking them.

"Thank you... thank you so much."

Suddenly, the shouts of police officers came from outside the door.

"Hey you, come out here for a second."

The group looked back and saw the policeman gesturing for Wuyin to follow him.

Wu Yin remained calm as he walked out, guessing that they probably wanted to take his statement.

After all, someone died in the ward, and he was the one who brought Tutu out of the ward.

As soon as I stepped out of the ward, I heard the hospital director, sweating profusely, urgently explaining to the police.

"Officer, this child has severe dissociative identity disorder and violent tendencies."

After he was sent to our mental hospital, he stayed indoors and never came out. If anyone dared to go in, he would even physically assault them.

So, aside from leaving meals at the door every day, we dared not approach his ward at all, and we had no idea why there was a corpse inexplicably in that room.

The lead policeman, with sharp eyes and his hands behind his back, stared intently into the dean's eyes and asked a question.

"Didn't you smell the stench of a corpse?"

The hospital director wiped away a cold sweat; this was indeed a hospital oversight.

He knew perfectly well that the nurses here were not usually serious or responsible in their work.

However, due to lax management and the fact that almost no family members visit this mental hospital, they turn a blind eye to it.

After all, it's difficult to recruit new employees here; most of them are long-term employees.

"Officer, the soundproofing and sealing of each ward in our hospital are excellent, just in case a mental patient suddenly rushes out and hurts someone."

Even if you occasionally smell a faint odor, it's considered quite normal in a mental hospital.

The police officers behind him kept taking statements. When the dean saw Wuyin standing next to him, he quickly pulled his hand and said to the police.

“Officer, he’s the one who brought this child out of the ward. You can ask him.”

Wuyin was indeed a bit hard to explain, since he was already at the doctor's office door after he came out of Tutu's mental world.

So he used that move.

Pretending to be stupid.

“I don’t know anything. My friend came here to visit me and saw this child lying at the doctor’s office door. Besides, why don’t you check the surveillance footage?”

Before saying these words, Wuyin had already secretly observed the hospital's surveillance footage.

The surveillance camera was not only covered in dust, but also had several spiders crawling on it, looking like it hadn't been maintained for a long time.

Considering the size of this hospital, those surveillance cameras are probably just for show.

After all, if those surveillance cameras were really useful, they would have already captured the footage of him illegally using sedatives, and the dean wouldn't be here sweating profusely trying to explain.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the police officer asked the dean to take them to investigate the surveillance footage, and the dean turned pale.

"This...this...the surveillance cameras have been under repair for the past few days..."

Before he could finish speaking, the forensic doctor examining the body on the other side also came out his preliminary findings.

The forensic doctor frowned as he came out of the ward and took off his mask, his expression serious.

"What's going on? This body has been dead for at least three days, and it's only been discovered today?"

These words made the hospital director's face turn pale and then red. Usually, almost no one came to this hospital, and he never expected that such a big thing would happen.

Chapter 62 is still uncompleted, a strange tale.

The lead police officer was about to ask the dean to retrieve the surveillance footage from three days ago, but seeing the dean's timid and hesitant demeanor, he already knew what would happen if he asked the dean.

Li Fan said from the side.

"I bet the hospital's security cameras are just for show. The money that should have been used to install cameras probably all went into this old man's pocket."

Wuyin nodded slightly.

Several police officers followed procedure and ordered the psychiatric hospital to pay a fine and make rectifications.

The dean could only nod in resentment, then glared fiercely at Wuyin.

It's all because of this kid coming to the hospital.

Seeing the dean's smug look, Li Fan, taking advantage of the fact that no one could see him, couldn't help but secretly slap him twice.

"You old fool, what kind of eyesight do you have?"

The dean suddenly felt a chilling wind blow against his old face, a cold, stinging sensation.

So he didn't stay there any longer and went back to the dean's office to enjoy the warm air conditioning.

At this point, the forensic doctor continued speaking to the police.

"The deceased had multiple needle marks on his back, and the fatal wound was a punctured major artery, which caused him to bleed to death."

Furthermore, the deceased did not struggle before death, nor did he appear to be in pain, but his eyes remained closed. I examined them and found that his eyelids were glued shut.

The police officer taking the statement quickly wrote all of this down in his notebook.

Because the hospital lacks surveillance cameras, the forensic pathologist only collected DNA samples from the deceased's skin flakes and hair for testing, and the results will take several more days to come out.

Although Wuyin's presence here at this time was highly suspicious, the police had no evidence to arrest him, so they had no choice but to let him go.

After all the police left, Wuyin noticed something very strange.

He has clearly escaped from TuTu's mental world, and the doctor said that TuTu's brainwaves have basically returned to normal, so why hasn't he cleared this strange tale yet?

What are the conditions for completing this ghost story? Is it to find out the cause of Grandpa Niu's death?

Just as I was wondering, a mechanical voice suddenly rang out.

"Congratulations to Wuyin for achieving an S-rank clear of the Big Ear Tutu Ghost Story. Reward: No more ghost stories in the Dragon Kingdom, and the average IQ of the Dragon Kingdom increases by 20 points."

As soon as the machine finished speaking, a white light enveloped Wuyin, and then he and Li Fan appeared together at the location before entering the Tales of the Strange.

Wuyin: "What happened to the 10% probability of a sharp weapon? So, does a 10% probability equal a 0% probability?"

Although no sharp objects were awarded as a reward, there were no more strange tales after the Dragon Kingdom was rewarded, so he no longer needed sharp weapons.

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