Arriving at Xinxing Hospital, Ye Muchen immediately ran to the black clinic behind the hospital. Shanshan was a kidnapped and trafficked child. She was sent to this black clinic, taking away the heart and kidneys, and dying here, becoming an unjust ghost.

In the novel, the protagonist and his team members were chased by Shanshan and worked hard to find out the truth before they could find out the truth. Only with the scalpel that killed Shanshan could she be killed.

He came here to find this scalpel, which is the key to completing this game.

He ran to the clinic, panting and sweating, as he ran to the front of the clinic. This was his sorrow as an online author, and his physical fitness was definitely one of the lowest in his age.

The clinic gate was closed. After a break, I was about to go in when the door suddenly opened and two young men walked out. They looked at Ye Muchen and walked towards the shop next to them.

Ye Muchen immediately stopped and stood on the side of the road. He thought of an important question. He had to go in and get other people's food tools. He might have been kicked out before he could enter, or even arrested for dissection. These people were all extremely vicious murderers.

It was too late to call the police and arrest people. Besides, there was no evidence. Shanshan must be killed before the first person was killed.

"How did the protagonist get the novel?" Ye Muchen recalled carefully. After all, it was quite a long time apart, so the details may not be remembered.

"By the way, Shanshan is very eager to kill these people to take revenge. Because the scalpel makes her scared, she dare not get close to this place. The protagonist in the novel pulls these people out, then is killed by Shanshan, and then gets the scalpel. Well, that's right."

"uncle."

Ye Muchen was muttering, but suddenly someone slapped his back and almost scared him to pee. The little girl's nice voice came.

He turned his head mechanically and saw a little girl with very white skin wearing a red dress and a white shirt, helping with two small braids, looking at him nervously.

"It's not that coincidental, 100 million players, one in a billion. Is this a high probability?" Ye Muchen felt sad, but he still kept smiling unwillingly and said, "Little sister, who are you? Have you been lost with his parents?"

"My name is Shanshan." The little girl showed a cute smile.

Ye Muchen's heart skipped a beat and his face became stiff. This was not a novel, it would really die, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"You...you just slapped my back!"

"Yes." Shanshan nodded and looked at him with a smile.

"Can you take it back?" Ye Muchen's words were trembling, trying to control his emotions as much as possible. This is a damn thing.

"Oh." Shanshan immediately took her hand away.

But Ye Muchen felt that his waist was cold and was spreading all over his body. He was so panicked that he had completely forgotten what he was going to do. The first thing he thought about was to find someone to take a photo, which was very short 15 minutes.

Looking at the streets here, there are many people and many fruit stalls, but the players are the same as the people here, and they are dressed in a modern style, so it is really difficult to tell, especially in a hurry, which is even more difficult to tell.

While he was looking around for the player, Shanshan suddenly said, "Uncle, you seem to be very scared. Do you know me?"

Ye Muchen was frightened. If Shanshan knew that all this was created by him, her tragedy was also imagined by herself. Will this little girl ghost torture herself to death? Thinking of the miserable way of death of many ghost movies, he was even more scared.

He forced out his smile and pretended to be calm and said, "No... No, how could I know you?"

"Your heartbeats so fast, your face is very bad, and your body is trembling. Aren't you afraid?" Shanshan asked again.

"I suddenly thought of something that something extraordinary happened this morning, which hit me a big blow. It was an ordinary ending, but it turned out to be a terrifying start. I was very panicked and didn't know what to do." Ye Muchen said half-true.

"Oh, then what I'm going to do next may hit you even more. Is it OK?" Shanshan asked with a embarrassed expression.

"Can I say no?" Ye Muchen could already think of what happened next and said with a sad face.

"Yes." Shanshan nodded and looked at him.

"Really!" Ye Muchen's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to refuse, Shanshan continued, "But it's useless for your refusal. I have left ghost handprints with you. You have to help me enter this black clinic and pass the ghost handprints to the people inside. You only have less than 15 minutes, otherwise you will die."

"It's useless to pass it on to those people. They are not players, and I will die. If you want to kill those people to take revenge, I can help you pull it out. Why use this method of killing the dead?"

After getting the definite answer, Ye Muchen's face became worse. Although the protagonist of the novel he wrote was full of courage and fearless all the way, when he met it, it was another matter.

"You really know me, how could you know! Who are you?" Shanshan's smile disappeared immediately, looking even more scary, and she felt that the temperature around her dropped a lot.

Ye Muchen was panicked, sweating all over his body, and felt his mind blank. This was a wronged ghost, much more cruel than ordinary souls. For some reason, his mind was full of ghost movies that had been seen before, and those people died tragically, and he couldn't control himself thinking about these scenes.

"ah!"

Ye Muchen suddenly shouted, not knowing whether it was extremely fear or something, but he suddenly shouted at Shanshan: "I just know how. Anyway, you have already slapped the ghost handprint on me. Isn't it just 15 minutes? At worst, you can die. If I die, I can become a ghost. Then I will bully you, a naughty child. Who is afraid of whom? Come on."

Shanshan stared at him and said, "Since you know, you should understand that all those people deserve to die."

"Yes, these people deserve to die. They take organs from living people, but I didn't hurt you. I even said that we have never met before. What's the difference between you killing others like this and these people?" Ye Muchen didn't know where the courage came from, and suddenly said this.

Shanshan said: "As long as you help me take revenge, you will not die, and no one will die."

"Okay, that's all, let's keep your word. It's a puppy to lie." Ye Muchen agreed without hesitation and stretched out his little finger to him.

"Who is the child? You still have to tie the hook. You only have 13 minutes left." Shanshan said.

Ye Muchen hurriedly ran to the black clinic. Two young men who had just gone to the shop came back from buying cigarettes. He had an idea and deliberately passed by the two of them, pretending to be tripped by accident, and grabbed one of them in the little arm.

"You don't have eyes! The road is so wide that it hits us! Are you looking for a fight?" The young man who grabbed his arm and pushed Ye Muchen down with a fierce look on his face and wanted to hit someone.

The man next to him frowned and glanced around, and found nothing unusual. He pulled down his companion and said, "Don't make trouble here, go."

This man also understood that if the police were called here, they might be exposed. He pointed at Ye Muchen and threatened him a few times before entering the black clinic.

Seeing the two of them walking in, Ye Muchen got up and breathed a sigh of relief. The first time he had to worry about these murderers, he felt very happy. Fortunately, the ghost handprints were very convenient. As long as the palms touched them, even through the clothes, it would be fine.

This is also the terrifying thing about the ghost handprint. Ye Muchen was about to look for Shanshan, but found that she was gone. The cold feeling of the waist also disappeared, which made him secretly relieved. He started his own task and walked around the black clinic. The doors were all closed, but an open vent was found in the side alley.

I moved the box containing coal cakes next to me and climbed in on it. As soon as I reached in, I felt a pungent stench.

This was the toilet, which was already yellow and black, and was almost spit out by the stimulating smell. Finally, after taking a deep breath outside, he jumped in, carefully stepped on the water tank, grabbed the water pipe, supported the wall with his other hand, and slowly climbed down.

The toilet is very small, and it looks like the space under the stairs.

"ah!"

As soon as he gained a foothold, a scream came from outside, which scared him to death. He immediately hid behind the toilet door. He heard the roar outside approaching, and was so anxious that he even forgot the pungent smell here.

Hearing the footsteps of two people running over, it was too small and could see it at a glance when people came in, he quickly locked the toilet door.

At this time, the door slammed and rang out. Seeing the wooden door vibrated, Ye Muchen immediately pressed against the wooden door with his back.

Someone outside kicked the wooden door heavily. If Ye Muchen hadn't held it behind, the door would have been kicked open.

At this time, someone caught up. The two of them fought outside. When they ran into the door several times, Ye Muchen felt like they were hitting his heart.

"Yangzi, we are brothers. We have been born and died for so many years. Let me take pictures. I don't have much time left. I just want to go and take pictures of others."

"Brother, you're the one who is watching me. You think I didn't see it, so I can only pass it to the people in the house. Otherwise, why don't you rush out? There are people everywhere on the streets, so just catch one of them."

"There are still a few people here. You can just go find someone else. You don't feel good about Onion Head, do you want to take pictures of him? I'll take pictures of him. I'll take pictures of him for less than three minutes. Let me take pictures and I'll help you get him."

"You really think I'm stupid. That kid doesn't know where he ran. If he could find him in 15 minutes, why would you chase me?"

"Wait, the door is locked, there are people in the toilet!"

At this time, the two of them had stopped fighting. Ye Muchen was so scared that he sweated again. The window was not big, and it would take half a minute to climb out. However, if the two outside rushed in, they would probably kick the door open in two seconds and he could not run away.

Sure enough, with a loud bang, Ye Muchen felt like the kick was on his back, and there was a crack in the wood at the door lock.
Chapter completed!