Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 99: The sinner on the cross
Chapter 99 The Sinner on the Cross
When I woke up from a coma, the eighth cell was only separated from me by a wall. But by accident, I explored the canal upstream, but I ignored this last room.
After reading the information in the computer, I feel restless.
All the changes in the Henshan Mental Hospital took place after the relocation. The murder videos, experiments with living people, and various experimental records show that something terrible must have happened on January 1st.
This truth covered up by time may be the reason why the underworld show asked me to come here to broadcast live. Compared with the previous live broadcasts, Henshan Mental Hospital is too special. I have not encountered ghosts and evil spirits so far. I just saw A lunatic who is uglier and more terrifying than a ghost.
"If you want to really solve the puzzle, I'm afraid you have to go back to the beginning." I clenched the scalpel tightly, and the scenes in the murder movies are vivid in my memory. These lunatics must be punished as they should.
I tied Han Le and the short-haired girl together with wires, and brought Jiang Fei and Song Xiaofeng downstairs to the hall. The upside-down **** was stained red with the blood of a pregnant woman. The Bible was spread out, and the vicious curse was still on it : "You must die!"
The lights in the lobby were flickering. I looked up, but there was no one on the third floor or the second floor.
"Gao Jian." My arm was held tightly by Jiang Fei, and half of her body was leaning on my shoulder. There was no complicated emotion. This was not even the effect of the red rope of marriage, but because of the pure fear in her heart. .
"Don't be afraid, I said I will take you out."
Smelly blood flowed from the wound on my palm, and as time passed, my condition became worse and worse.
"Speed up, it's hard for me to fight those lunatics head-on."
Entering the underground cell, Song Xiaofeng's mother was still lying on the ground. It seemed that she hadn't seen so many people for a long time. Every time we passed by her, she would stare at us with wide eyes.
"Follow me." I took Jiang Fei and Song Xiaofeng to the room where I was first imprisoned, closed the door, and wrapped the lock with a chain.
"You and Song Xiaofeng are waiting in this cell, I'm going to the next door to take a look." Taking off my coat, I said with concern: "Pay attention to the water channel and the door, the other party may come from these two I’ll leave the phone for you to light up, but you must never look at the things on it, understand?”
"Well, you have to be careful too!" Jiang Fei reluctantly let go of her hands, took the cell phone from the underworld show, and stood guard by the ditch with a knife.
I dismantled the iron fence and burrowed into the smelly drain again. Since I didn't know what would happen in the eighth room, I was cautious and held the scalpel instead.
The turbid water surface rippled, and several fat mice fled in a hurry. When I crawled out of the ditch, my nose, which I thought was already numb, was severely injured again.
"Too pungent!"
There was an indescribable smell in the last cell, which made me unable to open my eyes.
Holding the wall with his hand, his fingertips felt wet and slippery. He turned his head and saw that the wall was covered with thick moss and bright red blood.
I stood up from the canal. The layout of the eighth cell was the same as the other rooms, except that a huge wooden cross was installed on the wall facing the door.
The cross is placed upside down, just like the upside-down statue of **** in the hall, there is also a person nailed to the cross!
The fifteen-centimeter steel nail pierced through the man's wrist and firmly nailed him to the wooden cross.
The picture in front of me made me a little unbelievable. I stood in the canal for a long time before I dared to approach it.
"The chest rises and falls slightly, breathing, this person is still alive."
I took a closer look and saw that the man crucified was disheveled and his face was almost covered by his long hair. If it wasn't for the protruding Adam's apple, I probably wouldn't be able to tell his gender.
The clothes on this man were tattered. After flipping through them, I found that they were not worn out naturally, but had been beaten to pieces with a whip.
There are unhealed wounds on his skin, and it is difficult to find a good piece of flesh on his body.
"Why is this person so targeted? What mistake did he make?" I brushed aside the man's hair, and a pair of vicissitudes of eyes were staring at me.
I was taken aback, but calmed down quickly: "I'm here to save you, can you understand what I'm saying?"
The man and I looked at each other for a long time, and the dry lips said three words: "Who are you?"
His voice was very weak and hoarse, and he sounded distressed.
"My name is Gao Jian, I was kidnapped here."
He nodded, and after a long silence, he said, "My throat has been hoarse with chemicals, so I can't speak loudly. Can you get closer to me?"
I held the knife in my backhand and put my ear close to it, but just as I got closer, the man stretched his neck and bit my face!
"Looking for death!" Dodging sideways, he punched him in the stomach.
The man bowed his head in pain, because his hands were nailed to the cross, so the wound would bleed if he made a big movement.
I took a step back and watched with cold eyes: "I'll ask you a few questions and answer them honestly. If I can escape, I will definitely bring the police back to rescue you."
"Escape? Don't dream, as long as you are locked in, there is only one end for you." He raised his head, his chapped lips burst into small **** gashes: "That is death!"
The man was extremely uncooperative and didn't believe that I could escape at all.
"You just need to answer my question. If I can escape, can't you also be free? This is a very good deal for you." I looked at the man's face, always It feels a little familiar.
"Is it worth it? I don't think it's better for everyone to go to **** together, if there is **** in this world." He lowered his head, and the few words he said just now seemed to have exhausted all his energy. He is really too weak.
I want to say something else, at this time a few bubbles appeared in the ditch, Song Xiaofeng came out of the water with a scalpel and ran into this room: "Yes, someone is here!"
This child still remembers what I said to him, if someone comes in, he will run from the drain to other rooms.
"How many people? No, let Jiang Fei come over too!" I was about to check the situation in the next room when Song Xiaofeng, who had been foolish all this time, suddenly yelled.
"What's wrong with you?"
The little guy was panting heavily, raised the scalpel, and bared his teeth out of his lips. The expression on his face was ferocious and angry. This was the first time I saw such a terrifying expression on the face of such a small child.
"Song Xiaofeng, don't scare me, give me the knife!"
The boy didn't listen to me at all, he rushed towards the man on the cross with a knife like a wounded cub!
"Give me the knife!" After all, he is a child with little strength. I snatched the knife from his hand, but he still rushed to the man, digging with his hands and biting with his teeth, wishing to tear the man in front of him into pieces. debris.
"What's crazy! Stop it!" I yelled loudly, trying to pull the boy aside, but was stopped by the man.
His voice was hoarse and low, with an extremely complicated emotion: "Don't stop him, it's all my fault."
I noticed the man's strange tone: "What do you mean?"
The man raised his head and stared at me with his eyes full of vicissitudes: "If I tell you everything and help you escape, can you promise me one thing?"
"Will you run away with me? You have disabled hands and feet, so I can't give you a 100% guarantee."
The man shook his head, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "I will tell you everything, and when you are satisfied, return the knife to this child, and let him kill me with his own hands."
"What?!" What kind of request is this? I stared wide-eyed at the face behind the long hair, and suddenly exclaimed: "So it's you!"
I wiped off the blood on his face, this man is Song Xiaofeng's father, the devil who killed his own child with his own hands!
"It seems that you already know something about me, well, before I die completely." He raised his head and slowly opened his chapped lips: "Let me tell you all the truth. "
"Listen carefully, I have seen many crimes caused by mental defects, but this is the first time I have seen someone as mad as you." I pulled Song Xiaofeng aside, gripped the scalpel, and watched man.
He took a deep breath, and a hoarse voice sounded in the cell: "My name is Song Wenxuan, I used to be a good husband, a good father, and a top psychologist nationwide. ..."