Twenty minutes passed——

"In the last century, the method used to treat patients in mental hospitals was the infamous frontal lobotomy."

Ling Yun turned on the flashlight and looked at the camera with a serious face, holding a long, rusty sharp awl in his hand.

"The operation of this kind of surgery is very simple. You only need a sharp ice pick that is well polished like this, give the patient local anesthesia, point it directly at his orbital position, and stab it hard from the bottom of the eyelid. Then, tap the bottom of the ice pick gently, and the vertebrae will be lifted.

The body will slowly penetrate the bones and nose bones and enter the skull."

Ling Yun slowly turned his wrist and demonstrated to the camera: "Like this, rotating the vertebral body can directly cut off the brain proteins that connect the patient's prefrontal lobe and other parts of the brain, making the mentally ill patient become more disciplined - although there is no vitality.

, but at least he is obedient.”

“Very good! Very professional!”

The assistant director's voice sounded excited, and with his encouragement, Ling Yun became more open-minded: "This extremely inhumane surgery will cause the patient to lose his mental impulse and become mentally retarded or dementia. To put it bluntly, surgery

After all, the whole person is like a walking corpse. And the mortality rate of this operation is also very high. For a long time, I don’t know how many innocent people have died in the operating room.”

Ling Yun remembered the lines very clearly. In fact, this information was at his fingertips for him who had been writing horror novels for a long time.

He added more fuel and vinegar, made some improvements on the basis of the original lines, and introduced to the camera: In the 1950s, Jiangjing Hospital added a new tuberculosis ward. However, due to the backward conditions of the hospital at that time, there was no way to treat it.

, rather than saying that these patients come here to "receive treatment" and "recover", it is more like being locked up in the hospital and waiting to die.

Until the early 1980s, Riverview Psychiatric Hospital closed part of the hospital due to cost cuts, and closed completely in 1995.

After that, the old site of Riverview Mental Hospital was demolished on a large scale, and only the main building, which is now completely closed, remains, which is said to be the most haunted building.

And all kinds of terrifying rumors have never stopped...

According to the description of a former staff member of Jiangjing, when I worked here, I could often hear people’s footsteps, but I couldn’t find anyone when I looked around. Doors and windows were often opened and closed for no reason, and inexplicable sightings were often seen.

Wonderful light and shadow.

Not only that, the doctors who come to work here are under great mental pressure. Some doctors and nurses who have worked here for a long time even suffered from mania under long-term depression and eventually became mentally ill.

After saying so many words in one breath, Ling Yun felt a little dry. While Lao Jin was taking pictures of others, he took a few sips of the mineral water handed by Xiao Lin. At this time, Ling Yun noticed the person who was setting off.

It's Tang Yao's turn.

From the time they entered the mission until now, the two of them have not had any communication with each other.

"Guest No. 7 can go upstairs." After hearing Lao Jin's prompt, Tang Yao nodded towards him. But in fact, her eyes were looking at Ling Yun behind him.

The two exchanged a tacit glance, and then Tang Yao picked up the flashlight and walked up the stairs.

"In addition to patients who died from medical accidents, there were also many suspenseful murders in the hospital."

Here, Jiang Yuansi's words became more sophisticated. He pointed to the top of his head and said in a deep voice: "In the 1980s, the then dean and his wife were found dead in the morgue. The scene was filled with blood.

There are many bloody handprints and footprints on the walls of the room."

"According to the preliminary investigation by the police, the bloody handprints belong to the dean's wife and the footprints belong to the dean, but there are no traces left by the murderer. What is even more terrifying is that, as the only survivor at the murder scene, the morgue guard

After rescue, he was saved, but his tongue was cut out and thrown into the pool; his hand tendons and hamstrings were also severed. Not only that, like those patients who died, his skull was opened and

The cerebellum was removed."

The horrific rumors mentioned by Jiang Yuansi were actually written in the script: "Although the local police, health department, and relevant departments jointly applied for the assistance of the special case team, the final investigation results were still unsolved. It is said that after the dean and the

After my wife died, many doctors and nurses working here saw them near the morgue..."

"Guest No. 8, it's your turn." Just when Jiang Yuansi was still thinking, Lao Jin looked at the time and reminded him aloud.

"Okay, audience, I'm about to set off! Are you ready to go on an adventure with me?" Jiang Yuansi himself is very courageous, and he is very confident in his own strength. He said hello to Ling Yun

After that, he left alone.

It was probably because the recording of the material was almost done, and Ling Yun was the only guest left. After using gestures to remind the other party that they could move freely, Lao Jin took out a cigarette from his arms and held it in his mouth.

"Thank you for your hard work. You performed very well just now." The assistant director's voice came from the earphones: "By the way, after the recording of this program is over, are you interested in continuing to cooperate? The director and I both think you have an eye-catching appearance and good acting skills.

Not bad, the station is currently short of a male host..."

"Thank you two directors! Of course I am disrespectful." Ling Yun quickly flattered the other party, and this approach also worked well for the two directors.

Seeing that the time was almost up and the other players were not around, he had an idea and said casually: "By the way, director, I took a look at my script. After the game starts, I will go to the morgue on the fourth floor.

Then I witnessed [the dean’s ghost] and encountered [supernatural events] there, right?”

"Yes." the assistant director said: "At that time, you only need to look in the direction of the morgue to ensure that the equipment above your head can record it. Of course, if you are afraid, I can warn you in advance. But your

The body shaking needs to be larger so that the camera can shake and create a realistic effect."

"Okay director." Ling Yun said calmly: "I would like to ask, besides me, are there any other guests on the fourth floor? I'm afraid that if I meet someone else later, it would be quite embarrassing."

Others must not have thought that Ling Yun would ask the director about his location after they left.

"Yes, Xu Xuehui and Fang Lirou are both in room 403, so you don't need to go to that room."

Surprisingly, the assistant director did not hesitate at all. After looking at the monitor screen, he directly told Ling Yun the locations of the two players. And these words of the assistant director made Ling Yun realize three key points.

Although the program team has repeatedly emphasized that the game is absolutely fair, and everything has been going on in an orderly manner since the recording began.

On the surface, the drawing and identity assignment of all players are random, and they start in batches to ensure everyone's privacy. However, they all ignore one thing: that is, these "fair and just" are only based on camera surveillance.

on the basis of.

The program team asked the guests to set off one after another, and stipulated that they could not open the ball until they arrived at 12 o'clock. To put it bluntly, all the performances were done for the audience.

In this mission, the space only requires everyone to abide by the rules of the game, but does not stipulate that players are not allowed to cheat in the game.

If there is no space stipulation [must abide by the rules of the game], even if the guests open the game immediately after drawing the ball to check it, or even ask to exchange identities, the program team will probably not have any objections.

After all, the format of this variety show is recording rather than live broadcast. For the program team, the video materials captured can be presented through post-production editing and splicing. Even if mistakes are made during the process, those clips can be deleted.

After hearing what the assistant director said, the corners of Ling Yun's mouth raised slightly, and he already understood in his heart.

No wonder Fang Lirou started chatting with me and got close to him. It turned out that her purpose was the same as his, which was to create smoke bombs to confuse other players. In fact, Fang Lirou and Xu Xuehui were real teammates from the same base.

Ling Yun played with the small ball in his hand and realized one thing: the ball was prepared by the program team, so the staff naturally knew what it contained.

From the fact that the assistant director did not hesitate to tell him the opponent's position just now, it is enough to show that what he drew is definitely not [Celestial Master] or [Ghost]!

"The time is up, you can go up." Lao Jin put out his cigarette butts and picked up the machine again. As the last guest to go upstairs, this time, Ling Yun even enjoyed the privilege of being followed by the cameraman.
Chapter completed!