Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 715: Dr. Zhang

The scene in the rental house is very weird, the doctor faces the dim light, his shadow envelopes me, and the face full of digging marks is constantly enlarged in my field of vision.

I stared at the scalpel in his palm, clenched my fists with both hands, and pressed my back against the door of the house.

The blood in my eyes turned, and at a certain moment I felt a murderous intent from the doctor. He hid it very well. If I hadn't swallowed the flowers of dreams, my spiritual sense was far beyond ordinary people, and it would have been impossible to find out.

"He dares to attack me directly?" The killing intent does exist, but the reason why he killed me is unknown, which is also the most puzzling point for me. I have only met him for half a minute, and I have not done anything to harm his interests, why would he have the intention to kill me?

Three meters, two meters...

When the doctor was half a meter away from me, he suddenly stopped, opened the shoe cabinet at the door, and took out a glass container wrapped in black cloth.

"You carry this thing with you, and it can save your life at a critical moment." He lifted the black cloth, and the corpse of a black cat was soaked in the glass jar.

"You asked me to carry a cat corpse with me?" My eyes froze. The cat corpse in the glass jar had been soaked for a long time, and the flesh was dissolved. The corpse looked very small, only the size of an adult's fist.

"You will thank me." The doctor didn't even look at me. He pried open the lid of the glass container with a scalpel, and a strong smell of formalin wafted into the room: "It must be packed properly."

With a flash of coldness, the doctor chopped off the black cat's head, took out surgical sutures from his pocket, and threaded them through the middle of the cat's head, making a scary-looking necklace: "Try it on. "

Looking at the serious expression of the doctor, an indescribable chill poured into my body. I instinctively wanted to back away, but my body was already close to the door of the house: "This is how you helped me? Can you tell me what happened? The reason? As far as I know, black cats cannot ward off evil spirits."

"How do you know if you don't try it? If you meet them in the corridor, throw this cat's head over there, it can save your life." The doctor held out the necklace he just made and stretched it out between his fingers And that viscous fluid oozes out.

Originally this was just an unintentional move on his part, but when I saw the viscous liquid, I suddenly remembered something.

It is this liquid that seeps out of the black garbage bag in the painter's house!

Formalin and corpse fluid are dissolved together, so the bags of garbage should not be filled with processed corpses, right? !

I also saw a similar liquid on the floor of Zhu Li's house, so it seems that there should be some kind of connection between the doctor and him, they know each other, maybe there is some shady cooperation, For example, an accomplice to murder!

The doctor grabbed the cat's head necklace and stretched it out in front of me. The unpleasant smell irritated the nasal cavity. I still don't know the doctor's position, but one thing is absolutely right. He did have murderous intentions towards me just now.

This necklace is not allowed! He must have had other reasons for doing this.

I gently pushed the doctor's arm away: "I appreciate your kindness, this thing is fine, I don't like cats."

The doctor froze in place. He grabbed the cat's head that had just been cut off, and looked straight at me. The digging marks all over his face seemed to be trembling. I could see his chest rising and falling, as if he was trying to suppress himself. This person doesn't feel like a doctor, but more like a patient.

It took more than ten seconds before he calmed down: "You...don't like cats? It's okay, I have other things here, you believe me, I will definitely help you escape from the pigpen apartment."

The doctor put the scalpel and the cat's head in his pocket, grinned at me, turned and entered the bedroom, as if he was looking for something.

"What a weird guy." I looked at the electronic watch in the living room, and there were only four minutes left before twelve o'clock. I was running out of time, and I was about to say hello to him. , I saw the shoe cabinet with the door not closed tightly.

The shoe cabinet in the doctor's house is bigger than the ones in Bai Ya'er and Zhu Li's house, and it seems to be thicker.

"He took out the jar containing the cat's corpse from here just now." I blocked the doctor's sight with my body, and quietly opened the shoe cabinet with the back of my hand behind me. After making sure that the doctor would not see it, I turned my head and took a look. .

With just one glance, my pupils vibrated violently. There are rows and rows of bottles and cans in this particularly thick shoe cabinet, most of which are covered with black cloth or waste paper, and a few of them are completely untouched. hidden.

What shocked me was the few jars that were not covered. The yellow-brown liquid was washed in the transparent glass jars, which was completely beyond my expectation. What was contained in them were not animal carcasses at all, but individual corpses. Child skulls!

Senbai's skeleton was stuck in a glass bottle and had been treated twice, like a beautiful work of art, with an indescribable cruelty, like a black fairy tale.

I reached out to move the glass container, and tore open the paper-wrapped bottles and jars next to it. I was about to check the contents of the other jars, when the judge suddenly saw the waste paper outside the glass tube.

This paper is old and crumpled, just a very ordinary piece of paper. But what was written on it surprised me again.

"Jinghai Mental Health Center, Notification of Emergency Inpatient Observation and Diagnosis."

"Suspected patient's name: Zhang Jiayi."

"Sent to the doctor: Zhang Shuxue." "According to Article 28 of my country's "Mental Hygiene Law": Suspected mentally ill patients have behaviors that harm themselves or endanger the safety of others, or are in danger of harming themselves or endangering the safety of others When the behavior occurs, their relatives, units, and local public security organs should take immediate measures

Stop it and send him to a medical facility for a diagnosis of mental disorder. "

"After the examination and evaluation of the receiving doctor, the hospital hereby informs you to handle the emergency hospital observation procedures for the suspected patient Zhang Jiayi..."

The information on the waste paper can be summed up in one sentence. A person named Zhang Jiayi was sent to a mental hospital for treatment by relatives and friends, and the hospital gave an examination and evaluation.

This is nothing, but at the end of the paper, there is a printed photo of the patient.

The man inside is tall and thin, and his face looks very familiar...

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly there was a sinister sound behind me, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter in my ear.

Turning my head suddenly, I saw the doctor holding a sharp scalpel and dragging a black cloth bag with the other hand. He walked out of the bedroom at some point and stood behind me.

"Nothing?" I forced myself to calm down, without any major fluctuations in tone.

The doctor stood where he was, and his eyeball, which had been dug out, turned quickly in its socket, giving off a very strange feeling.

"It's almost twelve o'clock. If you don't leave, I'm afraid it will be too late." I squeezed out a smile and waved my hands at him: "You should keep the cat's head for yourself, and leave."

"Wait a minute." The doctor raised his arm, and the scalpel wiped my face and pressed it on my shoulder. I could even smell the pungent and disgusting smell on the blade.

"What? You want to stop me?" I raised my arms, as long as the doctor dared to move, I would immediately attack him.

"You don't have to believe me, but you have to take the things I gave you. If you lose them, you will die tonight!" The doctor said word by word, he took half a step back, put down the scalpel, and The contents of the black cloth bag poured out.

I didn't look back, just smelling the strong stench in the air and listening to the sound of the scalpel cutting, I roughly guessed what was in the pocket.

"This is for you, don't worry, it will definitely work." Three or four seconds later, the doctor handed me a bag that was one size smaller. His attitude was firm, with a wolf-like look in his eyes.

I didn't go to pick up that bag, I don't need to touch it at all, just by the shape of the bag, I can be sure that it contains a severed hand!

"Why did you give me this thing?" I frowned, and the live broadcast was about to get out of control before it even started.

"Because you need it, take it, you will use it."

The doctor's words were full of weirdness, I thought for a moment and finally took the bag, looked down, and as I guessed, there was a human specimen in the bag. Seeing me accepting the severed hand, the doctor's expression eased: "When you meet them in the corridor, open this bag and throw it out, it should buy you a lot of time. I know when you see the human hand It must be very scary, don't think about it, I picked it up in the wasteland.

The pig cage apartment is close to Guannei and is next to a private hospital. If you are lucky, you can find some hospital garbage. "

He explained a few words patiently, trying to dispel my doubts.

I nodded my head pretendingly, and said against my will: "I was really scared just now, your red building is really not something ordinary people can stay in."

As soon as I rolled my eyes, I immediately added a sentence: "If this thing is really useful, I will definitely visit you in the future, thank you very much. By the way, I don't know what to call you yet?"

"My surname is Zhang. You can call me Dr. Zhang. It will be twelve o'clock soon. You don't have much time. Let's go." .

"Your surname is Zhang..." I took one last look at the watch on the wall, it was two minutes before twelve: "Farewell."

Carrying the bag, I opened the door and stepped into the dark corridor.

After the doctor locked the door completely, I stopped and stood on the dark stairs, my eyes wavering. "The doctor's surname is Zhang, and the patient's surname on the diagnosis report is also Zhang, and the faces of the two are very similar. Thinking about it this way, the so-called doctor Zhang's real identity is very likely to be a patient." I rubbed my chin, my eyes shined: " Interesting, a patient pretending to be a doctor, a patient with mental illness

Sick model, and a crazy artist, this red building is really lively! "

I have gone through the information of all the tenants in the red building. It is still unclear who is the anchor of the show, but I already have a general idea. "It's almost time to start." Squatting at the corner of the fourth and fifth floors, I took out the Good and Evil Asura mask from my arms and put it on my face, and took out the show phone.