138. Wash hands frequently, ventilate more, and don’t join in the fun
[Task begins]
[Task requirement: Enter Nanhua Private Renji Hospital and survive until dawn]
【Remaining time:13:06:54】
[Task requirement: Find Du Danping’s melody fragment 0/1]
"Six o'clock in the morning?"
Like the previous Jiangcheng Grand Theater, surviving until dawn means surviving until six o'clock the next day.
As soon as Lu Tiao walked into the hospital lobby, he saw a black box tied to the central pillar.
He looked closer and realized it was explosives.
Lu Tan had previously asked Song Yunyan to hire a demolition team to install explosives, and it seemed that he had already prepared them in advance.
The hospital appeared to be a mess. There were some uncleaned forms, posters, broken chairs, and broken equipment on the ground. These things were usually either cleaned before demolition, or simply disposed of with the rubble and left untouched.
Lu Tiao knelt down and picked up a poster, which promoted health knowledge. He pasted it on the wall and fixed it carefully.
"Wash your hands frequently, ventilate more, and don't join in the fun when there are many people."
Lu Tiao read the above words again.
He picked up the flashlight and walked towards the elevator.
According to the description, the elevator is also a place where problems often occur.
The elevator was very old, the door was closed, the power had been cut off, and maybe the cable was broken. Lu Tiao tried to push the door, but it was a little loose.
He picked up the crowbar, worked hard with both hands, and relied on his flexible and superb crowbar skills to slowly pry open the elevator door.
Crunch——
Amidst the heartbreaking sound of metal friction, the closed elevator door finally opened.
Lu Tiao looked inside and saw a person standing inside.
It was Lu Tiao himself.
"Is this the mirror in the elevator?"
He did not enter the elevator, but stood outside and carefully looked at himself in the mirror.
Different from the dilapidated scene in other parts of the hospital, this mirror is very clean, as if someone maintains and cleans it every day.
Lu Tan could see himself in the mirror with a serious expression, his skin a little dull due to the light, just standing at the elevator door, motionless.
He looked carefully and saw something flashing past his feet.
Look down, there is nothing.
"This mirror is not so much a strange creation as it is a creation that resists the strangeness?"
He muttered to himself.
Normally, Chinese people would not place a mirror opposite their door. It would be unlucky to see themselves in the mirror when they open the door. Most people use mirrors to face the door to ward off evil spirits.
Moreover, the mirror of this elevator is placed towards the elevator entrance, so normal people can only see it when entering the elevator, just like Lu Jian is doing now, that is, as long as he walks into the elevator, he can check through the mirror.
"Can this mirror reflect something extraordinary?"
[He said that the mirror in the elevator can reflect the truth and hypocrisy, and there are no shadows of those vicious and vicious guys]
Lu Tiao remembered this sentence in the mission description.
"He said, this is a nickname for the person who set up this mirror? Is it Du Danping?"
"Anyone without a shadow is a vicious and vicious guy? But if there is a little girl's shadow in the mirror, does that mean the little girl is a good person?"
"At least it proves that I'm a good person."
Lu Tan finally concluded with satisfaction.
He looked around and walked into the elevator.
This kind of behavior is actually very dangerous, because the first floor of the elevator is usually not the bottom, but also has a negative floor. The current elevator car is equivalent to hanging. If there is any collision, it is very likely to fall.
Crunch——
The elevator made a scary sound. Lu Tiao came to the mirror and saw something passing behind him.
Looking back, he saw a face on the ground.
"..."
It was a poster with a picture of a child. It was also a poster promoting healthy living.
Crunch——
When Lu Tian looked away from the poster, he heard a metallic scraping sound in his ears.
It's like the elevator started to move.
He saw that the elevator doors on both sides seemed to be closing, and Lu Tiao rushed out immediately.
Looking back, the elevator door slowly closed, and at the end, Lu Jian saw himself in the mirror, smiling towards him.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
For this kind of thing, Lu Tan has experienced hundreds of battles and has seen a lot, and he is not afraid at all.
He came to the nurse's station on the first floor.
This is where the memo is written. Lu Jian can see the bed in the duty room, where the nurse takes a nap while waiting for her shift to change.
Walking into the nurse's station, Lu Jian saw that the files here had been evacuated, and the desktop where the computer had been placed was in a mess.
He sat down and closed his eyes as if he were a nurse.
It was a deep night, and nothing could be seen in the pitch-black corridor. Only the lights of the nurse's station illuminated the surrounding area.
The nurse sitting here picks up a flashlight and patrols from the fifth floor to the first floor every day, with two nurses taking turns, twice a night.
In a quiet night, a person held a flashlight and moved slowly in the corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant. At this time, the door of the room at the end of the corridor suddenly opened, and light came out. The nurse wanted to check, and she walked
Go to the door of the room and see inside the room...
Lu Tiao opened his eyes, not because he couldn't imagine what was in the room at the end of the corridor, but because he thought of something.
"Why are nurses patrolling at night? The ward rounds should be completed after the doctor's inspection. The nurses at the nursing station should stay here to prevent patients from calling in the middle of the night. If security work is really needed, it should be done by security guards."
This is a private hospital that treats wealthy people, so it can't afford security guards.
"Or is there any special reason for the nurse to do this?"
Lu Tan thought and looked under the table at the nurse's station.
It was dark there, but there seemed to be something there.
He leaned down and saw a notebook between the table and the gap between the table.
It was a notebook with a red cover, the surface was worn and weathered.
"strangeness?"
Lu Tan picked up the notebook and raised his head.
Then, he saw a pair of eyes looking at him.
He was an old man, he looked over fifty, but he was energetic and had a kind smile.
It's a poster on the wall. Most of these posters are propaganda for the attending doctors. The one in front of the nurse's station is the former dean named Zhao Pingxin. According to the above description, this dean studied medicine abroad and returned to China.
Later, he was hired as the hospital director, and he was also a highly skilled surgeon.
This poster is right opposite the nurse's station, as if this old man would spy on the people here through this photo.
But Lu Tan knew that Zhao Pingping had died at home before the hospital closed down. The cause of death was a normal heart disease. When his wife woke him up the next morning, she found that he was already cold.
"What's written in this notebook?"
Lu Tan lowered his head and opened the red-covered notebook.
There are some brief records on it, similar to a nurse's duty diary.
However, some pages are very dirty, as if stained with tea or ink, and there is no text. The dates on them are intermittent and span a wide range, from 2002 to before the company went bankrupt.
A normal duty record would not be like this one day after another, it should be continuous.
Lu Tan felt confused. He felt that the surroundings were getting dark. The sun was setting in the west, making the light that shone into the hospital a little dim.
At this time, Lu Jian saw that on the blank page he was spreading out, handwriting suddenly appeared on the blank page, as if someone was scribbling with a pen.
He stepped back slightly and looked at the messy traces on it, forming vaguely legible words.