Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 222: He is a human, I am a ghost
"Dear friends, welcome to choose Sichuan Airlines. We look forward to meeting you again..."
Su Bai got off the plane. Chengdu is considered to be the city where he has lived for the longest time. Here, he has a lot of memories, maybe, but these memories are now mostly in double quotes.
I got in a taxi at the airport. About half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a nursing home.
Getting out of the car, Su Bai frowned slightly. I don’t know why, there is always an unknown premonition lingering in his heart;
For Jiu Ge, Su Bai's mentality is actually very complicated;
Actually, Su Bai is a low-hearted person, and also a very selfish and selfish person. Otherwise, he would not have been here for a year to see Brother Nine. This is actually the most true of Su Bai. You can make excuses for yourself because Brother Jiu did not regain consciousness anyway. There is no difference between going and not. But in fact, the reason why Brother Jiu became like this was because he helped Su Bai transport the bronze box. And Su Bai basically ignored it after paying enough for the medical expenses, and it was indeed a little too realistic.
Entering the door of the nursing home and registering his identity information, Su Bai found that the doctor at the registration office looked a little wrong, and he seemed to stop talking.
"What happened?" Su Bai asked.
"This, I’m sorry, Mr. Su, Mr. Nine has passed away a while ago. Our nursing home has already cremated and buried him. Because we couldn’t contact you at that time, we couldn’t notify you of this. You."
The doctor apologized to Su Bai very sincerely.
Brother Nine,
Dead?
Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, "If I remember correctly, I left several contact information on the family file, as well as my friend's contact information, how could you Can't find me then?"
Even if I entered the story world at that time, it is impossible for me to receive no information after I return.
"But, things are really like this. I'm sorry, Mr. Su, this is the negligence of our nursing home. We are willing to exempt Mr. Jiu from all medical expenses in the nursing home for more than a year. It is our sincerity to refund all the medical expenses to you."
When a nursing home with a semi-official background suddenly became so empathetic,
things,
It's definitely not that simple.
Su Bai is not a young otaku who has never been out of the house. What ups and downs have not been seen in the past few years? Whether there is something strange or not, in fact, it will be clear after a little pondering.
"Boom!"
The doctor in front of him was immediately strangled by Su Bai's neck and buckled on the desk,
Even if he didn’t want to, Su Bai had to choose to be a doctor at this time. He didn’t want any compensation. He just wanted to get the truth. He didn’t want to play detectives and business with these nursing homes at this time. game.
No question, no question,
I just keep increasing the strength of my palm,
At first, the doctor was still waiting for the security room to see the scene in the camera and immediately came over to subdue the mob, but who knows there is no movement there.
Actually, I don't blame the security room. If Su Bai doesn't even have the ability to deal with a camera, he will really be blinded by the title of senior listener.
The sound of compressed bones began to come. Su Bai still looked at the doctor calmly. For Su Bai, killing an ordinary person is really nothing. For one thing, there are too many lice. Bite, secondly, the audience will kill a few ordinary people on weekdays, and the broadcast will turn one eye and close the other.
In this atmosphere, the doctor finally couldn't hold it anymore. He raised his hands and nodded constantly, obviously trying to tell the truth.
Su Bai released his hand and let him speak.
"He just died yesterday morning and was murdered."
The doctor said while rubbing his neck.
"Take me to see the corpse." Su Bai said, "The corpse has not been disposed of."
"No, not yet. Our nursing home did this just to preserve our reputation. If it spreads out that a customer in the nursing home is murdered, the nursing home will really not be able to do it in the future, please understand."
"Where is the corpse." Su Bai asked again, but this time his voice increased a bit.
The doctor was taken aback, and immediately nodded and said: "You come with me."
Obviously, the doctor seemed to have noticed that Su Bai was not so interested in the stalker's compensation for the sanatorium to be held accountable or even threatening to cause trouble to the media.
In short, as long as Su Bai does not cause trouble and does not publicize the matter, the nursing home will definitely meet Su Bai's requirements in other aspects as much as possible.
The corpse of Brother Nine was placed in a small independent courtyard in the nursing home. There are several electronic ice coffins here, but they are kept very tightly because it is necessary to have a place similar to a morgue in the nursing home. , But it must not be seen and discovered by other customers in the nursing home. After all, people are here to recuperate, and they must not be blatantly out of a morgue like the hospital.
Su Bai stood in front of the ice coffin, stretched out his hand, and pressed the button. The ice coffin slowly lifted in front of him, and a cold air current came out from inside.
The doctor had disappeared, and he was replaced by an older person who was similar to the administrative officer and followed Su Bai. There were a few security guards at the door.
"Where is the wound." Su Bai asked. He didn't believe that this nursing home with a lot of professional doctors would really not even examine the bodies of murdered customers. If people die here, they must be better than anyone else. heart.
"In the chest area, he was killed by injection. The toxin has been extracted and tested. It is a relatively high-end neurotoxin, which causes death very quickly." The old man said.
Su Bai looked at Brother Nine, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "At least, you died without pain."
"There is no pain. The neurotoxin is used to kill people. The price is too low." The old man interjected beside him, "In the market, this is a sky-high price."
"The corpse will be kept here for a while, is it okay?
I will not publicize or make a public announcement about this matter, and I am too lazy to ask you for compensation, but I hope that when I come back, the body will no longer exist. "
"Yes, this is a mistake in our work, and we should take responsibility."
Su Bai then walked out of the nursing home under the **** of several security guards. Not long after he left the nursing home, the phone rang. It was from Gong Zihai.
"Hello." Su Bai answered the phone.
"Hey, Su Bai, how about you, are you not in Shanghai?" Gong Zihai asked over the phone.
"Well, I am in Chengdu."
"How can you do this, didn't we say yes, you..."
"I strive to be able to come back in time." After Su Bai finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Just after hanging up the phone, another call came. It was Fatty.
"Hey, Dabai, it's a big deal, shit!"
The fat man also came back, but instead of flying back to downtown Chengdu like Su Bai, he first took the high-speed train to a city next to Chengdu, and then rented a car to his hometown. The whole Sichuan is only part of Chengdu. The Great Plains area, and the rest of the area is dominated by mountainous areas, so in order to save time, the fat man also had a lot of hard work.
Of course, according to the fat man’s temperament, Su Bai almost stunned him at the door of the house. The fat man must be hard to let go, but when Su Bai put the two photos in front of the fat man, the fat man was stunned. , Then sighed, patted Su Bai on the shoulder, and said: "I didn't fully understand your mental illness before. This time, I understand."
Then, the fat man said nothing, splitting his way with Su Bai, and went back to his hometown in Sichuan to help Su Bai find the bronze box he had placed before.
"What's the matter."
Su Bai was actually not very surprised. The death of Brother Nine was obviously not occasional. People in the nursing home also said that the neurotoxin used to kill Brother Nine was expensive, and it was too expensive to kill an unconscious person. People are simply feeling violent.
This also means that for a long time, someone has actually been standing in the dark, looking at him, waiting for him, but he should know what he has found, so he immediately started to put everything The clues and people related to him are cut off.
Because of this, Su Bai was not surprised at all about the accident about the bronze box over the fat man.
"Damn, I originally put the bronze box under a Buddhist statue in a temple on the mountain and imposed a seal to suppress it, but when I first went up the mountain, I found that the temple was dark and gloomy. After entering, I found that the temple only had An old monk and a novice monk in Beijing have both knelt down on the futon and passed away. The bronze box is gone."
"Can you tell the exact time? The time when the two monks died." Su Bai asked.
"I guess at most it was like half a day ago, less than a day." Fatty observed the two monks' bodies and estimated.
"Okay, fat man, you drive from your hometown to the direction of Chengdu, I will drive from Chengdu to the direction of your hometown."
"No way, Dabai, are you sure that that person will be intercepted by our luck?" The fat man obviously didn't believe it~IndoMTL.com~Maybe he had already returned to Chengdu and took a flight to other places. , Maybe even drill into the mountains casually. "
"It's not that we are going to find him, but that he is asking him to find us." Su Bai smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of coldness.
"He came to us?" The fat man obviously couldn't understand.
"He can't,
It is impossible to be willing to let a ghost run around, and it is impossible to be willing to hide behind the scenes, secretly killing people like a rat in a stinking ditch, taking the box and hiding in the drain safely .
Because he feels that he is a human being, and I am a ghost, and therefore, always have to be hypocritical. "(To be continued...)
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