The doctors in the unit thought this poison was of great research value and hoped to leave the woman to their care.

It's just right for them to be put on for the time being. My group has no place to arrange her. She is a patient and may not be a prisoner. Someone has to take care of her.

Su Xi ordered a midnight snack, and then went outside the yard gate. Zeng Shan didn't mind having a picnic on the spot, and put a plastic cloth on the side of the waste and ate and drank.

Zeng Shan chewed the pig's trotter and asked me why I just ran to the rooftop.

"A insider told me that she saw Nurse Wang jumping off the building, with a black rope tied around her neck, and pulled her to the rooftop."

"You saw it just now?"

"No, I can't see it, guess."

"It seems you guessed that you encountered that thing on the rooftop?"

"I don't know if it was the black shadow that Nurse Wang saw or the black rope that the insider saw, but the power covering this land should have dissipated."

"Yes, the deliveryman wants to bring it in." Su Xi took a sip of beer and interrupted.

"That thing wants this." I took out the ancient lamp and showed it to them, without leaving my hands.

"This... doesn't look like an Eastern object." Zeng Shan said after looking.

"It was probably brought back by Qiao Dingkang from abroad. With the symbols on the ground and the exterior walls, this guy may have learned some kind of ancient witchcraft." Although Qiao Dingkang's series of operations looked like witchcraft rituals, I was deeply doubted whether Western witchcraft supplies such as crocodile tears and crow feet could work.

"It looks like a magic weapon." Su Xi leaned closer and looked, "It was made of bones of something."

"A skull?"

"The lamp plate on this is." Zeng Shan and Su Xi headed to each other, and they were very close to the lamp, so close that they could eat the gems on the lamp plate when they opened their mouths.

I was afraid that the oil on my mouth would rub against the gem, so I hurriedly took the ancient lamp back into my arms.

"I'll send it to me tomorrow, I'll study it carefully." Zeng Shan obviously didn't see enough.

"It's true, but be careful when you research it. I suspect it has the function of soul-drawing and soul-absorbing, so don't start it directly."

"So what are you thinking, Qiao Dingkang uses this method to treat mental illness?" Zeng Shan grabbed another spicy duck wing and chewed it.

"It depends on the patient's family's minds. What is the standard of cure?" I asked Feng Yin and the others to check the condition of ordinary patients. The patients who were transferred from Dingkang Hospital showed that they had 'better'.

If I remember correctly, mental illnesses are a big problem in the world medical community. The patients sent to Dingkang Hospital have the type of disease with low cure rates and even extremely difficult to cure. Qiao Dingkang's treatment method is "novel". Only a few months of treatment will be relieved.

"The standard? Probably, it is to be sober and be able to take care of yourself?" Zeng Shan is not an expert in this regard, and she can only guess based on imagination.

"Lower." Later I felt strange. I asked Feng Yin and the others to investigate the patient's recent situation. The results were that the patient was very quiet, and it had been quiet for decades.

"I can't guess, can you just be alive?" Zeng Shan was puzzled.

"Living quietly, living obediently, living without crying or making a fuss."

"It's all like this? That's so strange. In order to treat mental illness, there was a surgery to remove the patient's prefrontal lobe. After this surgery, the patient would become a walking corpse."

"Qiao Dingkang's treatment does not require surgery, the situation is better than that. Of course, it just looks safe and reliable on the surface. If the faces of the treatment room are drawn from the patient... Who cares? The families of those patients are so happy that they say that Qiao Dingkang is a miracle doctor, and is grateful to him, and even scolds someone who is not aware of the back of the bad guy, causing the hospital to close down." They don't care what is missing from their relatives, as long as they keep quiet and stay honest.

"You don't suspect that Qiao Dingkang specifically collects money from the rich and deals with relatives they regard as thorns in their side. If this is the case, they will certainly be happy to see such results."

"No scientific method can be found to prove that they have been tampered with and have been harmed by others." Su Xi raised his beer and clinked his glass with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Someone knows, and the victim knows." I looked up at the sky and looked at the sparse stars.

The monster created by Qiao Dingkang is probably a spiritual entity full of anger and resentment in the patient. Although such speculation is science fiction, it is the possibility that I think is closest to the truth.

I just can't think of what it wants this lamp to do. It is evil. If this lamp can promote its evil, it must not be allowed to succeed.

"Did you forget Professor Chen's work every day?" Zeng Shan suddenly changed the topic and quipped.

"Who forgets whoever? It's almost the same for him to forget me. Now I'm probably going to be the son-in-law of the Dragon King. It just so happens that my next mission is to be the bride of the Dragon King."

"You two let the Dragon King's family go, hurry up and get together, I'll wait for the wedding wine."

"Yes, our female and heroes get married. Everyone will definitely give you a glorious and beautiful makeup, with a beautiful face." Su Xi was excited when she heard this, her eyes shining.

"Are you going to wash the mountains and rivers with blood? You still have 8,000 miles of red makeup. Why not wait for the evening to get married and catch up with the sunset and 9.6 million square kilometers of red makeup."

"I've blown a little too much, really." Zeng Shan patted Su Xi's shoulder, "But my intention is good."

After eating, drinking and chatting for a while, it was already late at night. Zeng Shan had to go to work tomorrow, so the game tonight ended here.

As if we knew we were discussing major events in life, Professor Chen, who had been missing for a long time, finally got a message and sent me a text message with an unfamiliar number, with only five words: Safe and Chen.

I'll reply immediately:metoo

The situation on his side is unknown, he doesn't take the initiative to contact me, and I don't dare to call this strange number.

If he could call, he would have called, so he would have finally had time to report my safety.

It’s good that people are still alive, and there is nothing big about life and death.

My impetuous mood over the past few days has calmed down slightly, so I took Zeng Shan and Su Xi to take them back to their residences.

Su Xi had drunk alcohol and couldn't drive. Her car was parked outside the yard, indicating that she would come over to pick it up again tomorrow.

The hospital building collapsed, but it was also an important site and needed someone to protect it. I asked Feng Yin and the others to work overtime when I saw Zeng Shan and Su Xi away.

They were guarding in the abandoned hospital, and I went back to the group to check the information. The unit's archives had many records about witchcraft, both in the East and the West, and maybe I could find clues from it.

My unit recently made a software that took photos of the things in my hand and imported them into the software, which could compare them with the objects in the archive.

This is similar to the type used by the police to arrest prisoners, except that the task items recorded by our unit are compared.

Inquiry cannot be entirely based on it, because the field often finds new things, and there are many items that cannot be photographed and stored, so the accuracy is average.

I turned on the software to compare and searched keywords on the other side. I was afraid that the search would be inaccurate enough, so I could only try to expand the search range and enter 'Light' to search.

I brushed out the files related to lights, but the amount of information was quite large. I saw it in the morning in the evening and only read a small part.

As soon as work time arrived, a team of people rushed to Dingkang Hospital. Zeng Shan greeted me and said that it was someone she sent to go to clean up the scene.

She was afraid of missing useful clues, so she had to clean up the ruins of the building.

I went directly to her office to deliver the lights and waited for the cleanup of the ruins at her place.

The team of more than 20 people has been busy for a day. I thought there would be no big progress, but I didn't expect that the "harvest" was quite good. They took back several large bags of mission items, including crow feathers, dead cats and mummies, and skulls.

After being tested by colleagues in the identification department, the skull was an old bone that had died for at least a hundred years. It was probably dug out of the old grave, and it was not from the Easterners.

These ‘props’ were hidden in bricks and fell out after the couch, and in large quantities, they formed a net that wrapped around the hospital building and did not appear in the inner wall.

I originally wanted to find the engineering team that built a building for the hospital, so I asked Wu Jianpan to check it out for me. He said it was a private contracting team. The boss committed a crime abroad in 2002 and committed suicide due to crime.

If you can't find the specific construction worker's information, you may have settled cash or a labor contract or something.

I thought to myself that as time goes by, things have changed, and the workers who built the building must have noticed that the hospital was built in a weird way, but no news leaked out, and I guess it would be a lot of rewards.

The people from the appraisal department cleaned up the ruins of the building, so I went back to the group to continue flipping through the files.

During the period, I browsed my Moments and saw the photos posted by Tang Chang. She took a photo with a group of men and women on the boat. These young people were not like going to treasure hunts. They were like elementary school students on a spring outing. They all had bright smiles, innocent faces, and did not recognize the sinister appearance of the world.

The first comment was Miss Tang, who asked Tang to go home quickly.

I didn't dare to like it, for fear that Miss Tang would come to me, so I followed her and advised her to pay attention to safety.

Tang Chang grew up as an adult and made many friends. In just one minute, he could get over a hundred likes.

I turned around and advised Miss Tang that after all, Tang normally showed up and knew that he would report his safety to his family.

Miss Tang posted an angry expression, saying that this girl posted on her Moments and didn't even say anything to her alone.

Some things can't be done, but I didn't say that. Tang is Miss Tang's child, nor is she her child, and there is no normal process of human beings relying on their parents from babies to toddlers. After all, she is different and cannot raise her in a conventional way.

I don’t have to worry about the child’s affairs... that’s impossible!

Tang is not calm, but I can't do anything to her. There are two people who are not worried about it near her.

Baozi and Shunfeng went to catch the monster, and then were caught by the monster, and sent me a message to me to save them.

I replied that I was not available and asked the buns to find the head of the sect. The person arranged by the head of the sect must be more professional than me.

Since you can send messages to ask for help on WeChat, it means that the problem is not too serious. There is wifi in Pansidong, and monsters can order food. Maybe they are not interested in them and don’t want to eat them.

Baozi cried and said that she knew who her father would send. She was afraid of seeing that person, so she asked me for help.

There are very few people who are afraid of buns. Chen Qinghan is the only one I have ever seen. She is not even afraid of me, so I suddenly became curious and Leng Bingbing said: I will pick it up when you are digested by monsters.

Baozi and Shunfeng were rescued two days later. I just looked at the file for two days and vomited. I decided to wash my eyes and bought two bags of fruit to visit the hospital in the unit.

The wind was quite bad, and a hole more than ten centimeters was cut on my legs. Baozi showed me the video of him screaming when he was sewing a needle.

The bun just sprained his feet, and his ankles were swollen like steamed buns. The two of them were in the same ward, and their legs were injured. Their mouth was fine. They were still bickering when I went there.

When Baozi saw me, he started to cry. He did not rain. I stuffed peach into her mouth. She took a bite and realized that she had not washed it!

The wind is still as lucky as ever, and it has a natural sense of retardation towards danger.

They were not considered dangerous this time, and Baozi also listened to me and asked a colleague from the unit that the so-called monster of Shunfeng is not a big deal.

However, these two people are responsible for the funny things and are trapped by the employer's own agency. If they call for help, the employer can go in and save them, but they can't bear it. He is respected as the "Immortal Chief". If they call for help, they will lose face.

They made a good plan and asked me to come over, pretending to be that monster, and they needed to send more people to solve the problem.

In fact, I wanted me to get them out, but I didn't go. The head of the sect really sent an immortal to go there.

I just saw a corner of white clothes in the corridor. After mocking the two little kids, I wondered if I should say hello to the 'hero'.
To be continued...