Chapter 8: Ankang Hospital (3)
The waiting room is a bit cluttered, but empty.
Nine people filed in.
Yan Zhengyan couldn't wait to put down the slightly heavy bag, and couldn't wait to observe.
There is a notice behind the door, which writes the purpose and precautions of the waiting room.
Xu Qing and Xu Lan looked at the notice word by word, using various methods to arrange and combine the words in an attempt to find hidden information.
There are more than a dozen cabinet doors in the iron cabinet not far away, some of which are half-open, and white coats, disposable masks, backpacks and other items are randomly piled inside.
Zhou Li tried to pull every closed cabinet door, and found that only the two in the corner could not be opened, and the others that could be opened were filled with useless waste.
Wu Xiaoxiao put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand carefully checked the debris in the room in order, and occasionally lowered his head to smell it.
There are some discarded paper **** and half-rotten fruit bowls on the desk and on the ground.
There are twenty-five small light bulbs arranged squarely on the wall directly opposite the iron cabinet, and the room number is posted under each light.
The bulbs are now off. The notice states that when someone presses the switch in the corresponding room, the light bulb will light up red. At this time, an announcer will turn on the broadcast and randomly select two interns to go, or let them simply learn and observe, or help.
Just above the wall of bulbs is a retro horn with a red and white plastic enclosure.
Feeling that nothing was wrong for the time being, Yan Zhengyan casually pulled a wooden bench and sat down, ready to continue self-reflection.
At this time, Liao Yun stood beside the desk with his legs upright and tapped the desk a few times with one hand, attracting everyone's attention.
His expression was gentle, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his tone was unquestionable: "Everyone sit down, let's exchange information now."
Li Jia crossed Erlang's legs, rolled her eyes, and pouted, "Who are you? Why should I listen to you? I've listened to you from the beginning."
I pushed Li Jia over the weekend to make her more restrained, and Liu Siyu also smoothed things out: "Jiajia is just a little bit outspoken, don't mind Mr. Liao!"
Liao Yun responded with a small smile, and continued indifferently: "I was in the conference room when I was awake, and I only heard the speaker asking us to introduce ourselves. When he spoke, no one was there. Talking to each other, the atmosphere is depressed, it can be seen that he has a certain status or a special place. During this period, inquiring more about this special person will help increase the degree of exploration. "
A few people stand or sit and continue listening.
Seeing that her slight temptation failed to work, Li Jia secretly raised her vigilance and stopped talking.
Liao Yun continued: "I won't repeat the obvious information like 'there must be a problem with the shadow area of the floor plan'. It should be noted that here—" The lightbulb wall, "these room numbers are underlined in three colors, red, green, black."
"Every time the light is turned on, the announcer will randomly broadcast candidates and go to the room. Therefore, we not only need to sort out the location and belonging of each room and find a relatively safe path, but also need to collect, Summarize the representative meaning of each color.”
"Other than that."
Liao Yun lightly kicked the legs of the table, indicating: "This table is the only one in the room that is often used. Not only is it dust-free, but it was wiped by a rag before we came in, and the corners were stained with water. Not yet."
"What?!" Xu Lan blurted out in amazement and confusion, looking hesitantly at the corner of the table not far away.
Xu Qing immediately took out a log-colored facial tissue from his sleeve and wiped the table a few times. The facial tissue was smeared dark in several places, confirming the existence of water stains.
Zhou Li was about to turn over the room carefully to find the possible person, but when she moved her neck, twisted from side to side, and glanced around, she found that she didn't need to look for it.
Because there is not much space here, there is an unobstructed view: the cabinet is divided up and down, the table has only four legs and a table top, not even a drawer, and there is a welded anti-theft device outside the window facing the door. If someone was cleaning the wooden table, that person would have nowhere to hide.
Yan Zhengyan recited the "Appearance Mantra" in his heart, but no ghosts appeared in the room.
It's not science!
If it is ghosts and ghosts, then the Manifestation Charm can at least be useful. Nothing unusual now.
Yan Zhengyan self-hypnosis: It is definitely not because I am not good at learning! If I go home, I will definitely practice hard. Um.
She held her cheek with one hand and looked at Liao Yun, who was confident and had an online IQ, and decided to follow him as an intellectual person as much as possible in this game.
Everyone stared at Liao Yun, waiting for him to continue.
Liao Yun laughed in his heart, and said calmly, "This is some of the information I collected and sorted out, you can add it."
What he didn't remind was that on the way to Dr. Zhang's office and to the waiting room, they didn't meet anyone else, whether it was a staff member or a patient.
Xu Qing opened his mouth hesitantly and said in an uncertain tone: "Just now in the conference room, my little sister and I should have woken up first. I vaguely heard that they seemed to be holding a mobilization meeting? It was very noisy, but the moment I opened my eyes, it became quiet. I thought it was an illusion."
Xu Lan and Xu Qing looked at each other, nodded, and said affirmatively: "It's true. When I woke up, I subconsciously turned on the recorder first, but unfortunately the time was too short, and the recorded content was I can't hear you clearly." As she spoke, she took off the Alec tail ring on her right pinky finger, pinched it three times, and placed it on the table.
The tail ring vibrates and makes a garbled sound, then comes to an abrupt end after a few seconds: "...must...machine...one last time!" Voice.
Seeing the familiar Yin Qi, Master Yan exhaled subconsciously, attached his own breath to it, and tracked it.
After successful positioning, she has a sense of security to go back to her old job - she can clearly perceive the activity of that ray of yin.
He was at peace, Yan Zhengyan struggled for a second, then drew out eight strands of spiritual energy, which popped out neatly at one time, and scattered them into the eyes of the rest of the people.
Li Jia's eyes felt cold, and she couldn't help but close her mouth when she wanted to suggest searching for the ceiling.
The eyes of the eight people turned uncontrollably to Yan Zhengyan.
With zero social proficiency, she explained with a stern face.