Chapter 474 When Schiller Finds a New Street Lamp (Part 1)
Arkham Psychiatric Hospital is located in a relatively remote location. When Arkham selected the location for this hospital, it mainly considered that the technical level of security measures was insufficient and some dangerous patients could easily escape, so the hospital was chosen in a relatively remote location.
Remote places can make jailbreak more difficult.
But later, after Schiller became the chief physician here, he understood a truth very well, that is, if you want to be rich, you must first build roads.
Therefore, with the approval of the mayor, construction of a main road leading to Arkham Psychiatric Hospital began, and it was opened to traffic at the end of last year.
The funds to build this road mainly come from the voluntary donations of the patients here. After all, the winding dirt road cannot give them room to use their extended luxury cars and modified sports cars. But since the main road was opened, they can even
I came here to be hospitalized every weekend.
At this time, the unique Batmobile was speeding on the main road, and the roar of the engine could be heard far away along the woods on both sides of the road. In the dead of night, it sounded like the wail of a dormant giant beast.
Just as Batman was rushing to Arkham Psychiatric Hospital with the clown who had been knocked unconscious by him, in the dark corridor of the hospital, a faint light flashed past, and a strange green color was reflected on the smooth marble floor.
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With a "click", the window was suddenly opened, and the cold wind roared in, making a ghostly whine as it passed through the dark corridor.
But at this moment, there was a "bang", a door in the corridor opened, and a big man with a beard came out, and he shouted:
"What the hell are you shouting about? If you want to take drugs, go to the second floor. Stop screaming here!"
After shouting this sentence, he realized that there was actually no one in the corridor. He held the door handle and looked around. He found that the window at the end of the corridor was open. He spat and walked to the window cursing.
Beside, the window was closed.
At this moment, a thin man also walked out of the door. He asked: "What's wrong? They've played another round and are waiting for you. Come in quickly."
"Forget it, those crazy nurses didn't take a good look before leaving get off work. The windows were not closed properly and were blown open by the wind. I thought it was some drug addict sitting in the corridor screaming."
The bearded man clapped his hands, walked into the door, and closed the door with a bang. Only the light leaking from the crack in the door below remained in the corridor.
Several people in the room were playing cards. Originally, all patients were supposed to stay in their own wards during non-activity hours, but they had a good relationship with the nurses. They just said hello during the night round and got over it. At this time,
I'm having fun.
But at this moment, there was a whimpering sound in the corridor again. The bearded man threw down the cards in his hand impatiently, stood up and said: "Sooner or later, I will find a hammer and nail that window..."
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He strode to the door and opened it roughly with a bang. But the moment he opened the door, he suddenly caught a strange light that flashed around the corner of the corridor.
The bearded man glanced at the dark corridor, hesitated, but still came back and said to his companion: "Bring me a flashlight and the shotgun we brought in before. Bring it to me."
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"What the hell are you doing? Going out to close the window and bring a gun with you?"
Everyone laughed at Big Beard for being timid. Big Beard snorted through his nose, let out a cold snort, and then walked out of the room with his gun in hand.
Holding the shotgun, he walked step by step towards the corner of the corridor. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw a ghost with a green light floating on the stairs.
This ghost looked like an old man, with a gloomy face and a ferocious face, and a strange green light emitting from his body. When he saw the bearded man holding a gun, he screamed and rushed towards the bearded man.
The bearded man was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the shotgun and fired with a "bang". The bullet passed through the ghost's body, but did not cause any harm to him. The bearded man fired again, but it still hurt him.
No ghosts.
The ghost smiled ferociously and pushed towards the bearded man. At this moment, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds were heard, all the doors in the corridor were kicked open, and dozens of burly men rushed out with guns in hand.
The leader had a short haircut, wore long sleeves, and was covered in tattoos. He shouted in a Texas accent: "What's wrong? Who the hell dares to shoot here? Don't you want to live?!!"
The bearded man took two steps back, patted the barrel of the gun with his hand, spat, and said, "Come here and help! There is a ghost here!"
"Is there a ghost? Damn it, fisherman, have you taken too many fucking drugs again?! How is it possible here... Damn! There is really a ghost!! Come out quickly! Come out quickly! There is a ghost!!!"
"Shoot quickly! Bang! Bang! Bang! No... don't get the shotgun, this thing is useless!"
"Automatic weapons! Who has automatic weapons?!...Don't even sleep! Go upstairs and call the bosses, the hospital is haunted!!"
Suddenly, bullets were flying, and the gangsters in the corridor were running quickly, forming a crossfire net. Shotguns, single-shot rifles, micro grenades, and even rocket launchers were all taken out.
The person who didn't have a gun hurriedly lifted all the cabinets, tables, and chairs out of the room. Within a few dozen seconds, a layer-by-layer bunker defense system was set up. The gunmen were hiding behind the bunkers at different heights.
The light from the muzzle kept lighting up, like a flower blooming one after another.
In the utility room at the end of the corridor, cleaning supplies were piled in a corner. There were four or five small beds in the room. One of them, a boy with freckles on his face, suddenly jumped up from the bed and said:
"Listen, are there gunshots?"
"Oh my god, who dares to shoot here and risk his life?"
"What's going on? What's going on?"
"Go and have a look!"
The other children who were awakened sat up, opened the door a crack, and looked out.
At this moment, the bearded man who had retreated to the back of the line waved his hand and said to a few people: "Go upstairs quickly! Send a message to the bosses, saying that the third floor is haunted and we need fire support!"
"Haunted?"
The little boy was startled at first, but soon he ran out of the crack in the door with great agility and ran up the stairs. After a while, he reached the fifth floor.
At this time, gunshots were heard from the third floor. The gang leaders in expensive silk pajamas opened the door sleepily. They looked at me and me in the corridor, not knowing what was happening downstairs...
When the little boy rushed up from the stairs, he bumped into a gangster who wanted to go downstairs to check. He was almost knocked down. After seeing who it was, he quickly apologized: "Ah! Sorry, sir, I came up to deliver a message."
,Didn’t he hit you?”
"It's okay, what's going on downstairs? Why does it seem like there's a fight?"
"That, the fisherman from the southern area of Living Hell, asked me to come up and deliver a message. He said that the third floor is haunted, uh... he needs fire support."
"Is it haunted?" The gang leader winked and seemed a little confused.
But soon, he heard the gunshots coming from downstairs getting more and more intense, and knew it was not a prank. He came to the middle of the corridor, waved to the others, and they gathered together.
As the little boy ran back and forth across several floors, the windows of the Arkham Asylum building were lit up one by one. Before long, almost all the windows on the third, fourth, and fifth floors were lit up.
Batman, who had just driven the car onto the ramp, slowly slowed down the speed. He opened the door and looked at the suddenly brightly lit Arkham Building, squinting his eyes.
Just when he was thinking about what happened in Arkham Asylum, what he didn't notice was that the clown Jack who was thrown into the back seat by him, with his face covered in blood, slowly opened his eyes, and then revealed a cunning look.
smile.
Following Batman's line of sight, at this time, apart from the third, fourth, and fifth floors that had lights on, there was only one room on the seventh floor that had lights on.
At this time, in this room, Jonathan, Hugo and Constantine were frowning and watching the images played on a magic screen.
Constantine said helplessly: "I have said before, this will definitely not work. My poor little pet will be beaten to death by them."
"Can ghosts be shot?" Hugo looked at Constantine and asked with some disdain.
"Ghosts will not be shot. Bullets are not lethal to them, but what they are afraid of is the firelight and heat when shooting. Both light and heat are fatal to ghosts." Constantine explained with a sigh.
The plan of these three people was quite thorough. They originally planned to start from the upper floor and go down, open the door of each ward, and then let all the patients out.
Generally, the higher the floor, the more dangerous the imprisoned patients will be. Therefore, releasing the dangerous patients first and letting them hunt the patients on the lower floors can cause greater chaos and arouse their ferocity.
sex.
The method is that Constantine controls the ghost to get the key and then open the door.
The process of getting the key went smoothly. Constantine's skills in manipulating ghosts were really good. He didn't alert anyone. After successfully getting the key, he successfully opened the doors on the third, fourth, and fifth floors.
But after opening the door, they discovered a problem, that is, no one paid any attention to them.
Because Constantine created a magic screen that could follow the ghost's perspective, they could clearly see that the ghost did not deliberately hide the sound when opening the door. The sound of the door lock being opened was very clear, but the patients did not seem to be awakened at all.
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Hugo felt that it might be because the patients here were given an overdose of tranquillizers, so they slept deeply at night.…
So, as a psychiatrist, Hugo asked Constantine to control the ghost to break the glass, making a sharp sound, and then let the cold wind from the window flow in, causing the temperature to change, and causing the ghost to stop.
flash, causing dramatic light changes.
These are all things that can stimulate sleeping patients, but they have been minding their own business there for a long time, and still no one has come out.
Finally, Hugo came up with a way, which was to let Constantine's ghost deliberately reveal its whereabouts and attract people out.
But soon, they discovered that Gotham is indeed the most dangerous city in the world. Just as they expected, these patients were extremely dangerous. The first time they encountered ghosts, they didn't scream.
He ran away and planned to physically liberate the ghost.
The ghost that Constantine placed on the third floor has been compressed into the corner. The continuous fire, loud noises, explosions and heat have made the light on his body become weaker and weaker.
"This can't continue like this. We have to lure them outside. Hurry up! Let the ghost run outside!" Hugo said loudly.
Constantine could only raise his shining hands. Before he could make a move, a pure white flash suddenly lit up on the magic screen, and the three of them were shaken and covered their eyes.
"Flash bombs? Where did they get the military flash bombs?!" Hugo shouted, covering his eyes.
When the light faded, they were just about to open their eyes when another flash bomb came out. Constantine's eyes began to cry after being shaken, and he turned off the screen with a wave of his hand.
"Damn it, where did these patients get such sufficient firepower? Hugo shouted in confusion.
"Enough? Why do you think this is enough?!" Constantine, who had been hanging out on the streets of Gotham for a few days, also shouted.
"This is not enough, so what else..."
"boom!!!!!!!"
Batman, who had just driven his car to the downstairs of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, watched helplessly as a corner of the hospital building collapsed in a violent explosion.
Batman had a premonition that something was bad, so he quickly turned the steering wheel and tried to drive the car in the other direction, but at this moment, Jack the Clown in the back seat jumped up and strangled Batman's neck with his hands.
Batman struggled hard and took his hands off the steering wheel. The out-of-control car spun out and hit the steps in front of the hospital door.
At this time, several rockets flew out of the window directly above and hit the back of the Batmobile with a bang.
The entire Batmobile was thrown away by the aftermath of the violent explosion. After spinning freely in the air for two and a half weeks, it hit the door of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital with a "snap".
