"Why are you grabbing the pen? Do you know who set the fire?" the man asked angrily.
Liu Si's mind was racing as she held the pen. She didn't know who set the fire, but her intuition told her it wasn't Momo.
"You have a pen and you don't write your name. It's almost dark. Do you want to kill all of us?"
Everyone looked at Liu Si.
Liu Si didn't know what to say at this time.
Zhou Huihui stepped forward: "Sister Liu, you must know who the culprit of the arson is with your pen, right? Then write down the name quickly, it's getting dark soon."
Liu Si's head hurt, and she said calmly: "I don't know who the murderer is..."
Liu Si thinks she has been smarter since she was a child. She likes to read all kinds of strange posts on the forum. She can quickly distinguish the authenticity of the stories written in those posts.
In fact, she is also somewhat famous on the Internet, especially in the field of exploring supernatural events.
But now Liu Si felt a deep sense of powerlessness. What happened in this hospital was so ridiculous. It was just a daytime period, which was too short. She didn't find any clues at all.
This sense of frustration made Liu Si very painful, and her head ached from time to time.
"Sister Liu...you really don't know who the murderer is? Then you..." Zhou Huihui looked at her hesitantly.
A man next to him grabbed the pen from Liu Si's hand and pushed him away.
"If you don't know who the murderer is, don't waste your time hogging the pen here. You want to kill us deliberately. Since you don't dare to write, then I will write."
Liu Si did not dodge when she was pushed away. She was pushed and staggered.
Zhong Zecheng quickly reached out to support her.
Liu Si looked up at him: "...I don't have any clue."
A trace of emotion flashed in Zhong Zecheng's eyes, and his voice softened: "You are already very powerful. It is impossible for us to find the answer on the first day. Don't be hit by what is happening in front of you."
Liu Si knew that she had not been defeated, but she needed some time to repair her heart.
Everyone saw the man holding a pen and writing Momo's name on the whiteboard.
Momo.
Could she be the arsonist?
The name is written on it, but nothing changes around it.
And the person with the name was very excited: "Look, there are no corpses or ghosts. This girl named Momo is the arsonist back then..."
"Pfft..."
A scalpel was pierced on the man's head, and blood spattered everywhere. Blood flowed from the top of his head, into the man's eyes, and blood slid across his cheeks.
The man's mouth was still open, his face was twisted in pain, and his eyes were filled with blood.
A ghost nurse with white eyes and blood all over her body stood behind him, holding a scalpel in her hand and inserting it into the man's head.
The nurse also gave a sinister smile. She pulled out the scalpel and stabbed down hard, smashing the head to pieces.
The surrounding walls were falling away bit by bit, and figures appeared in the darkness.
"Run!" Zhong Zecheng shouted, he grabbed Liu Si and ran outside.
Wang Qiang protected his wife and daughter and followed him.
Zhou Huihui was stunned. When she was about to run away, a hand suddenly grabbed her ankle.
I saw a girl in a hospital gown lying on the ground. The girl's face was completely burned. She was holding Zhou Huihui's ankle and wouldn't let go.
Zhou Huihui collapsed: "Let me go...let me go...ah!"
