Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 605: Reporter
Chapter 605 Reporter
One side of the seal is covered with dust, but the other side is clean. It is obvious that someone has just torn it off.
Chen Mo knew that I meant it well, so he nodded and lowered the tip of the fruit knife.
"I'll take the lead, follow closely." His voice sounded a little trembling, and he took trembling steps, as if to embolden himself, he pushed open the door of the central operating room.
This stupid boy stood at the door and shone in with a flashlight, telling us to follow him closely, but when the door was really pushed open, he stuck to the ground motionless as if his legs had taken root.
"You push the door so loudly, if someone inside will definitely find us at the first time, then hide, hide in the dark and wait to give you a fatal blow." My tone was helpless, originally we were in the dark, With Chen Mo making such a move, our situation has become slightly awkward.
"Then... what should we do now?" He turned his head to look at me and the writer, as if asking for our opinion.
"It's all here, what can I do? Go in and have a look, be careful, and don't touch things you shouldn't touch." I reached out and pushed the door of the operating room completely open, using the eye of the flashlight to observe carefully.
The central operating room is very large. There are seven rooms of different sizes in it. The doors of these rooms are all tightly closed. The thing we are looking for should be in one of the rooms.
"There is no danger outside, it is safe for now."
"Are you so sure?" The writer was surprised and patted me on the shoulder: "Have you been a scout before?"
"No, but I used to be a private detective, good at stalking, stealing, filming, extramarital investigation, etc. If your wife cheats one day, you can also entrust me to help you collect evidence." I said casually , I don't want to entangle the writer too much on this issue.
"I'm afraid you have no chance." The writer drooped his face, and his tone was somewhat dissatisfied with me.
"That's right." I glanced at the writer and entered the central operating room first.
Although the Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital has been abandoned for many years, it used to be the top cancer research hospital in China after all.
Sterile room, drug storage room, emergency operating room, instrument dressing preparation room, etc. may be due to the special location, which is right in the center of the hospital. The number plates on the wall of the central operating room are very clear and well preserved intact.
I originally wanted Chen Mo to guard the door and leave a way out, but he was too timid, he followed me closely and couldn't even be pushed away.
I can't direct the writer, and as a result, the three of us walk together, unable to control the overall situation.
"These rooms are interconnected internally, the three of us should not crowd together, and leave one person outside."
I looked at the writer, and he grinned with a somewhat deformed mouth: "Why don't you stay outside? If you really find something, I don't know if you two swallow it behind my back."
"What good things can there be in this ghost place? I did this for everyone's benefit."
The writer finally agreed, and he closed the door of the operating room and leaned against the corner, as if he could feel safe only by leaning his back against the wall.
Chen Mo and I opened the door of a room. As soon as the door made a sound, before Chen Mo and I entered, the door of the room closest to the exit of the department was pushed open.
"Who?" The writer let out a low voice, and immediately ran out from the corner to block the door of the operating room. When the black figure found that the exit of the operating room was blocked, he slowed down and stood where he was.
Hearing the noise, Chen Mo and I didn't bother to investigate, and immediately ran out of the single room, and the three of us surrounded the black shadow.
"Is it a human or a ghost?"
Trapped in the center, the black shadow remained calm and calm. He slowly retreated to the wall, and he seemed to be holding something on his phone.
Chen Mo aimed the flashlight at the shadow, and after seeing his outfit clearly, the three of us breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a living person."
He is carrying a messenger bag, wearing a washed-out white sportswear, holding a DV (handheld digital video camera) in his left hand, and a modified one-handed crossbow in his right hand.
"I'm shooting with a DV, could this be the anchor of a show?" Even though I knew in my heart that the other party was not a ghost, I still didn't dare to be careless, took two steps back, and whispered to him: "Don't be nervous, we No malice, put down the crossbow in your hand first."
Although the hand crossbow looks small, it is actually amazingly powerful. It can easily shoot through the glass of a car from a few meters away. If the steel arrow hits a soft place such as the eye socket or the neck, it is enough to kill a blow.
The man was silent, his movements remained unchanged, his eyes were cold, and he slowly swept across the three of us. After reading all of them, he frowned: "Why did you come to this place?"
In order to win his trust, I told him the words I made up before, and then introduced the writer and Chen Mo to him.
The man's reaction was lukewarm, until he heard that there was a note in Chen Mo's hand, that he was being threatened to come here, then his expression changed.
I noticed this detail and asked Chen Mo to take out a note from his bag to prove that he was not lying.
After seeing the yellowed note, the man finally put down the modified crossbow in his hand, and his expression eased a lot.
"Could it be that you came to this place late at night because you received a note?" I tentatively asked him, but the man nodded simply, and hung the DV around his neck. Free one hand to take out a note that is exactly the same as Chen Mo's from the satchel.
No matter the material or the words on it, they are all the same.
"I'm sorry, I was too nervous." The man took back the note and lowered his hand holding the modified crossbow.
"Where did you get this note?" I didn't dare to speak until the man removed the steel arrow from the modified crossbow.
"This?" He shook the note in his hand, with a wry smile: "I stole this from the morgue."
"Which mortuary? Is it the mortuary of this hospital?" Chen Mo's eyes lit up, and his tone was sharp: "Have you been to the third ward? Have you already got the birth certificate and death certificate? Give them quickly." Let me see!"
"You're thinking too much. I stole this note from the mortuary of a private hospital in Xinhu." I thought I could make a big news, but I killed myself."
He raised the DV in his hand: "I'm a reporter. If you like supernatural urban legends, you probably have heard of my name. My name is Zhang Heng."
"Zhang Heng?" I blurted out, and my reaction made several people around me look over curiously.
"Have you heard of me?" The man himself felt unbelievable. In fact, he knew very well that he was not well-known.
To put it bluntly, for a low-level entertainment reporter like him, using the word popularity is a waste.
I knew I had lost my composure, but at this point I had no choice but to bite the bullet and admit: "I seem to have seen your report on the Internet about the Shuangfo District of the new Shanghai stock market."
"That's right, I wrote those reports!"
The man himself admitted that the Zhang Heng in front of me and the Zhang Heng in my memory gradually merged together.
When I went to Xinhu for the first time, in order to complete Li Jingyu's commission, I accidentally entered Zhang Heng's rented room. As a result, I found something amazing in his room!
Including the conversation between Lu Xing and the mysterious man, as well as the video clips of Lu Xing skinning and murdering people. This person investigated the Shuangfo District in detail. At that time, I stole a recording pen from his room. And until now the third recording in the recorder has not been deciphered.
"It turned out to be him." This man is the enemy of the Double-Faced Buddha. In order to investigate the Double-Faced Buddha, he spared no effort to find so many clues about the Double-Faced Buddha. To be honest, I admire him. of.
It's just that when I went to his rented place, the landlord aunt said that he hadn't been back for a long time. I thought he had been killed, but I didn't expect him to appear in the Jianghu Cancer Research Hospital tonight.
Compared with writers and Chen Mo, I am actually more interested in the reason why Zhang Heng appears here.
Besides the reason that we have dealt with each other before, there is also the most important point. Among these three people, Zhang Heng is the one who is most like a show anchor.