There were more than one fork on this trip. Yesenia didn't say which fork was, but I was going to start from the hole where the woman in red jumped out.

After just a while of crying, the little red frog died. The antique shop owner said that this thing is a disposable item, so he asked me specifically how many places I would go to tonight to test it.

I heard that I only went to one place, so I recommended that I use it. If I measured it at a young man, it would not work when I went to the subway.

The antique shop owner told me that the little red frog would throw it into the water after using it, and don’t bury it in the soil. I thought of going to the park in the morning and throwing it into the lotus pond.

When I arrived at the fork in the road when I met the girl in red yesterday, I took out the keychain and there was no number on it. I tried one by one, and after the third try, the door opened.

This door is not like an ordinary security door or anti-theft door. It is particularly heavy and has a very sufficient material. There is also a guardrail inside and a lock on it. It can be opened with the same key.

Behind the double-layer door is a passage that is half narrower than the subway tunnel. It has not seen the light of day for many years, and the smell inside is not much stronger than in the ancient tomb.

I walked in with a flashlight, just for the kidnapped people. If they saw the light, they might make some noise and let me confirm the direction.

The passage is deep and goes downward as you go. Although the curvature is not obvious and the slope is not obvious, I can feel that it is a hovering downward path.

The ten meters above are straight, and the rest are all curved slopes. The subway tunnel is already deep enough and you are still walking down. Where is this to lead?

The cell phone signal was gone. I looked at the ground and there were footprints barefoot, which meant that I was not going the wrong way.

The subway accident only reported the number of casualties and subsequent accountability. The cause of the accident was mentioned in one note, and it was only said that it was a track failure.

However, a year ago, the tunnel was renovated, and the fork was deliberately blocked. The fork and derailment seemed to have nothing to do with each other, but I always felt that something was wrong.

When the passage goes to the end, there is another door, which can be opened with the same key. The outside of the door is not a warehouse or an air raid shelter, but a natural cave tunnel.

With the door as the dividing point, the artificial passage is built up, and further down, the pure natural cave path is.

It is said that the subway tunnel was an air-raid shelter in the early years. This natural tunnel had no trace of manual repair, the ground was uneven, and there were sharp stones spread over the head. In such an environment, it was too inconvenient to transport materials.

I was suspicious and walked forward with a flashlight. There were clear footprints on the ground. Maybe this was really a place where human traffickers hid their "goods".

When you step into the natural cave, you feel like you have returned to the mysterious cave in the wild. Who would have thought that there would be such a place under the bustling and bustling metropolis?

After walking for about ten minutes, a small space appeared in front of me. The space was square, like a small room.

The smell of human excrement surged with the wind, and I thought to myself, it must be this.

Walking into the small space, there are three people leaning against one wall, and the other side is the "toilet".

Just opposite the entrance I came in, there was a stone door. The two door panels did not meet, and there was a gap that was a punch wide. A wind gushed out of the gap. These people were not suffocating to death, all depended on the wind in the crack of the door.

My flashlight swept over the three people sitting against the wall one by one. These three people were a little better than Yang Xinli, not many of them, and they were all thin and disfigured.

I brought a box of "Dali Pills", which is exclusively developed and produced by our unit hospital. It is only for internal use. It is said that it can help people who are about to die to hold their breath.

Dali Wan is a popular name I gave. In fact, it has its own scientific name, but it is very difficult to remember. So I just call it Dali Wan, which is a miracle.

I poured out three pills, which were as large as the Quick-acting Heart-Saving Pill, and the same method of use, and took it under the tongue.

But the taste is comparable to the quick-acting heart-saving pill. If I were to describe it, it was an old rag taken out of the gutter.

Fortunately, the three of them were already unconscious, and now they stabbed them with a knife, so they probably didn't respond, let alone taste the taste.

After taking three Dali Pills, the pulse of the three people changed from weak to weak and stable. I quickly put the people on their backs one by one and placed them outside the tunnel fork.

Then I called and called our unit's ambulance.

When I was carrying the last person, I seemed to hear a faint ‘voice’ coming from behind the stone gate.

But the big lock on the stone door cannot be opened with the key in my hand, and the lock on the door is in a strange shape and does not seem to be a modern thing.

I wanted to send someone to the hospital, but I had no choice but to give up exploring the stone gate and followed the car to the hospital.

Shunfeng has already sent the girl back to the hotel. The unit hospital has taken over countless such patients. They are familiar with their business and I don’t need to say much, so the three of them were arranged to a special ward.

The bed card of the hospital bed should be written with a "case number" so that the treatment is done and the investigation is done. Our investigators do not have to stay in the hospital. If there is any situation or progress, the doctor and nurse will directly contact the person in charge of this task.

The unit's hospital has two sets of examination plans. One is normal, just like an ordinary hospital, and the other is abnormal. Professionals come to test to see if they have been infected with a poison or evil.

After the second set of examinations, the woman in red had undergone treatment from a professional "doctor", her soul-absorbing technique had been eliminated and she was transferred from the emergency room to the general ward. There was no difference between the general ward and other hospitals. Neither the patient nor the family members could see anything unusual.

I sat in the ward of the woman in red until six o'clock in the morning. Shunfeng and the girl sent a message asking if I could come to visit the patient.

I said no, the hospital ward was not allowed to visit after 8 o'clock. If the nurse came early, the nurse would not allow him to enter, which would also affect other patients' rest.

In fact, from 6:00 to 7:00 in the morning, it is the shift time for the hospital. Doctors and nurses in the morning and evening shifts, as well as professional "doctors" will change shifts one after another during this period.

Some "doctors" who need information confidentiality are unwilling to be seen by the outside world, so during this period, the hospital is not allowed to enter except for patients or staff like me.

Patients should not walk around and have to stay in the ward. However, there were few people who came out to do activities during this period. The hospital did not say that they would accompany them. The family members should send breakfast after 7 o'clock. Therefore, for a long time, no one has noticed that there is anything strange about this hospital.

I only know that this is a private hospital and is unknown. As for those who are admitted, they are injured because they encounter strange things that ordinary people cannot explain. They have to sign a confidentiality agreement with the hospital after they wake up. Few people will talk about what is happening here.

If you really encounter someone who is not strict with the words and does not take the confidentiality agreement seriously, you will eventually find that some things cannot be said just by wanting to say them.

The young nurse in charge of the daily care of a woman in red came to change her dressings in the morning and chatted with me for a while. She told me all these things.

Seeing that I was a naive face, she left a few words to chat with me. When she heard my name, her eyes immediately widened. She had heard of my "heroic deeds", and the heroine fought bravely against the flying insects...

It is Huang Zaijiang's latest work. She claims to be Huang Zaijiang's fan and loves to read the stories he wrote.

There are many people in this unit system, especially in other departments except for front-line field offices, such as this hospital, where all positions add up to thousands of people.

Although the division of labor and work content are different in normal times, I am also a colleague in the system. The gossip is faster than fiber optics.

Anyway, I'm fine, so I'll talk to her and ask about their hospital.

They are private hospitals with a very funny name, Chengren Hospital. Chengren, who fails to succeed, is Chengren. I suspect that they just don’t want outsiders to live in.

The young nurse said that if there is really no taboo, they have to come in to see a doctor. The front desk will ask if there is any appointment, and the doctor who has not made an appointment will not be given a visit.

As time goes by, everyone nearby knows that this hospital is particularly "various". When studying abroad, you have to make an appointment for everything. Doctors will not treat the disease without making an appointment.

"If someone competes, make an appointment and give it to the appointment?" I asked.

"It's simple. No matter where the pain is, I made an appointment today, half a month later." The young nurse replied, "I have a big problem. I have already gone to a famous hospital. Those who come here to ask are all minor problems with headache, brain heat, throat pain, and soreness. I've finished it."

"What if someone wants to buy medicine?"

"We have all kinds of medicines, but we don't give any prescriptions without seeing a doctor, and we can't use medical insurance."

"Hey, block all the roads and block the hospital that people are not allowed to see a doctor. I heard it again."

"For the sake of confidentiality, the location of our hospital is also very particular. It is not far from the large hospital, and it is not obvious to us. Patients pass by the door and don't bring them in to ask."

"Indeed, it seems like a small unscrupulous hospital in the news of medical fraud."

The main building of this hospital is only a three-story building with white walls on the outside and ordinary doors and windows on the outside. It feels like a small hospital in the 1970s and 1980s. This part on the ground is the ordinary ward area, and the real "inner" is underground.

There are five floors underground in the hospital, and the conditions are quite good. I have been there with those three people. From decoration to hardware, it really seems to be prepared for the rich.

The buns have meat but not on the folds. The parking lot used by the hospital for staff is also underground. There are no good cars on the ground. There are automatic cars and electric cars parked on the side of the door.

The parking lot is connected to the underground hospital, but there are still some masters and doctors. They don’t like to drive, so they like to ride to work, walk through the main entrance, and are unwilling to enter from the underground.

That's why there is a regulation that the hospital does not allow family members to come in at the time of six to seven in the morning.

"But if the patient can't wait, he has to have a meal between six and seven in the morning?"

"The hospital has a canteen. We are all responsible for helping patients get food. Not only do they get food, but they also have to feed them if they can't move. It really makes them hungry."

"Oh? How to call? Two children will come later, and I'll get some for them."

"Just buy a meal card and recharge the money." The young nurse was very enthusiastic, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

I took it to the cafeteria and it was time for the young nurse to change shifts. I thanked her and walked into the canteen lobby that was independent from the backyard of the hospital.

There is a window to buy a meal card at the door. I paid the deposit and recharged it. I looked at the time and there were still twenty minutes before seven o'clock.

At this time, I basically had half of the dishes in each window. I picked a few boxes, made porridge, steamed buns and rice, carried two bags and walked back to the ward, put the food on the table, washed my hands, and looked at the time, it was exactly seven o'clock.

Shunfeng and the little girl were very punctual and rushed upstairs from the gate. It took only one minute. When the little girl saw her, she was very impressed and followed her into the ward.

The ground buildings are not very good, but the sanitary conditions are absolutely first-class, with no strange smell, no paint-fallen beds, and the bedding is also clean and soft.

At seven o'clock, the doctor came to patrol the room and faced the girl's repeated inquiries. The young male doctor responded freely, as if he had answered the questions she was about to ask, no less than a thousand times.

He only said that the woman in red was malnourished, and was stimulated and was a little unconscious. Now the situation is stable. As long as the patient is well recuperated, he will wake up soon.

I heard the little girl go to the corridor to call her home after the doctor left, and listen to her intermittent answers. The family seemed to want to transfer the girl in red to the hospital.

Shunfeng sent me a message this morning, saying that the yogurt trip came out, and did not say that it was looking for his sister, but only said that she went out to play with her classmates. She did have a tangle with several classmates and held a party at one of them.

But after dinner in the evening, she left her classmates and went out to meet up with Shunfeng. As soon as she learned about her sister's whereabouts, she immediately contacted her family.

Her parents took the first subway and were on the way to arrive. Their home was a little far away from here, and they had to turn back a few times in the middle.

Just after 7:30, the parents of the woman in red rushed to the hospital, and the hospital told her parents what she said to yogurt again.

They asked for transfer to the hospital, but the doctor said nothing. In the case of a woman in red, there is no difference between lying here and lying elsewhere.

The "doctor" who was responsible for treating her soul-calling skills said that when she woke up, she would not remember what had happened before. Even if her family asked and couldn't answer, she would only think that she was stimulated and could not remember the bad experience. This was a good thing for her and her family.

They were also puppets captured by Yang Xinli, but the situation of the other three people was not much the same as that of the woman in red. In the morning, I received a message from the three of them, saying that the three of them were not controlled by soul-calculating techniques, but because of long-term bloodletting, their bodies collapsed.

I took advantage of the time when my daughter in red talked to the doctor, otherwise it would be difficult for me to explain my identity. Yogurt told her parents that I was a police officer responsible for investigating human trafficking cases, but I did not have a police officer certificate or a police badge.

However, the hospital often deals with such things. After the doctor talked with the daughter in red, two real police officers immediately came forward and told them that the trafficker who abducted their daughter had fallen to death while being chased.

I was stretching my ears around the corner of the corridor outside and listening, thinking that I was really in line with the situation when I worked in this unit, and there were real police officers who came forward to make a lie.
Chapter completed!