The Deceased Appear

If you ignore the possibility of corpses and bright red murder weapons appearing in the building at any moment, then the Fear Hospital in the early morning, is indeed a very good place to recuperate.

Yu Xing only stayed quietly for a few minutes before feeling her breathing calm down, and her mood improved considerably.

Perhaps it was because he was in high spirits that he was about to have a happy occasion. When Yu Xing's gaze swept over the swing on the lawn again, he saw the person he most wanted to see at that moment.

Han Yan.

Wearing a white lab coat, Han Yan looked quite presentable, exuding a friendly aura. Seeing him, Yu Xing seemed to understand how Han Xinyi, when she was a child, could be so quickly attracted to Han Yan and let down all her guard.

Han Yan is indeed a person whose appearance is enough to make anyone like him.

He leaned slightly to the side, and because of the presence of live viewers, he didn't reveal the slightest bit of his scheming thoughts. He stared at Han Yan with some curiosity, just like a player who happened to discover someone else's movements.

Han Yan is Doctor. What kind of tasks would Doctor have to complete in the garden?

Yu Xing quickly searched her mental task database and found that there were only three Doctor tasks in the first round that required her to go to the garden: a careless Doctor had left something in the garden and needed to retrieve it; Doctor noticed that the swing was not very stable and planned to check it; Doctor helped a patient or colleague who liked flowers pick a flower.

He watched Han Yan's actions with great interest. Han Yan indeed went to the flower stand, picked and chose a bright red azalea in full bloom.

Even when no one was around, Han Yan took the matter very seriously, as if the person he wanted to spend the money on was someone very important to him.

After picking the azalea, Han Yan seemed completely unhurried. He even admired the quiet swing for a moment, and then gazed at the seemingly silent city outside.

Yu Xing was very curious about Han Yan's past.

As a child, Han Xinyi tried to save herself, but Han Yan interrupted her, ultimately turning her into a ruthless killer who willingly succumbed to darkness. So, what prompted Han Yan to cultivate himself into someone skilled in instigation and brainwashing, yet completely different from extremists, capable of perfectly disguising himself?

Due to time constraints, after discovering that Han Zichuan was actually Han Yan, Zhao Mou intended to expose all of Han Yan's secrets. However, Han Yan likely had network technology experts around him, and his information was tightly protected. Zhao Mou was unable to track him through the internet and could only rely on the Zhao family's intelligence network, along with his divination skills.

Ultimately, the divination only helped locate the live stream; they still knew very little about Han Yan himself.

Actually, Zhu Yan could also help with network technology, but people's energy is limited. Zhu Yan already has a lot to do recently, Yu Xing isn't a heartless boss who exploits his employees, so he couldn't bear to see the girl overworked.

Yu Xing then decided to uncover this person's secret himself.

He kept an eye on Han Yan, but also kept an eye on the other side of the stairs, where no one had passed by.

Han Yan downstairs seemed to have seen enough of the scenery. He turned around, holding the flowers in his hand to his chest. He should have gone back into the building, but for some inexplicable reason, he looked up at that moment.

He and Yu Xing locked eyes, his lips still bearing the same ever-present smile as Han Xinyi's.

Yu Xing's seat wasn't secluded, so it was highly likely he would be discovered. He happily waved to Han Yan, who responded by raising a rhododendron in return.

At this moment, it was as if the two of them had never met before, only because they had encountered someone who could prove their timeline to them, and the distance was far enough that they posed no threat, so they were both very happy.

At least that's what the live stream viewers will see.

Only they themselves knew that they had reasons for being so eager to kill each other.

Han Yan must be furious because of his "overestimation of his abilities," and since his purpose in coming here was to kill Han Yan, Han Yan had no reason not to kill him.

Don't be fooled by the fact that "Han Zichuan of the Righteous Path" isn't particularly powerful and his presence is even weaker than Zhao Mou, who has only recently risen to prominence. "Han Yan of the Fallen Path" had already mastered the art of manipulating people's hearts more than a decade ago. By all accounts, Han Yan is no less capable than Ren Yi, Zeng Lai, or even Shafuri.

The function of training reserves for Single Prism can only be found within the core team.

He might even know the true identity of the chairman of Single Prism?

Yu Xing pondered, his smile grew even brighter until Han Yan entered the building and disappeared from his sight, at which point he finally looked away.

At the same moment, footsteps came from the stairs, more than one. Yu Xing turned her head slightly to look, her smile still lingering.

As Zhao Mou and Zhao Yijiu came down from the third floor, they naturally noticed the people sitting on the second-floor balcony, and the two of them involuntarily paused.

The morning sunlight wasn't intense enough, carrying a strange mixture of warmth and coolness. It passed through the French windows, only to be interrupted by the person sitting on the balcony, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Yu Xing turned her face away from the light, her features gentle, as if she had just experienced something good, and her gaze was unusually bright.

Zhao Yijiu found the scene somewhat jarring; the person was just sitting there, yet their presence was greater than the sun outside the window.

It's probably his current delusions that are causing problems with his brain.

"What a coincidence, isn't it? We've run into Xing." Zhao Mou adjusted his glasses, not immediately moving closer, but instead asking in a joking tone, "A Jiu, tell me, is Xing the perpetrator?"

Zhao Yijiu and said coldly, "You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

"Definitely not." Zhao Mou's lips curled into a smile. "Let's go. He's probably doing a task to get some fresh air. It seems claustrophobia is his symptom."

Zhao Yijiu didn't know how Zhao Mou could be so certain that Yu Xing "was definitely not the perpetrator," because it wasn't a matter of trust, but rather a matter of probability in the system's assignment of identities.

He didn't know why Yu Xing had claustrophobia, because breathing fresh air wasn't a task specific to him; all patients and even medical staff could be asked to do it for various reasons.

Anyway, since Zhao Mou said those words, they were probably true. He followed behind Zhao Mou, keeping his eyes slightly lowered, avoiding eye contact with Yu Xing with his dark red eyes.

"Have you all finished your tests?" Yu Xing asked first, a little curious. Were medical tests this fast these days?

After all, his health condition never required him to go to the hospital.

"I filled out a questionnaire, A Jiu did a very perfunctory job." Zhao Mou walked onto the balcony, shrugged, and casually complained about Zhao Yijiu.

"I'm not really delusional, why would I fill that out?" Zhao Yijiu consciously sat down in the chair opposite Yu Xing, not giving his brother a single glance.

Seeing that all the two-seater tables were already taken, Zhao Mou had no choice but to move a chair over. He looked at Yu Xing up. "It wasn't easy to say in the lobby earlier, but this outfit really suits you."

Yu Xing had just finished admiring Ren Yi's male nurse when she heard this, and she glanced at Zhao Mou sideways. "Where does it fit?"

"Sickly as a frailty," Zhao Mou laughed. "You know, when you first met A Jiu, that's how he described you, and it stayed that way. You really are in poor health, anemic and weak. I think you were born to wear hospital gowns; look at your pale face."

Yu Xing understood. During the last live stream, Zhao Yijiu had established a persona of someone with poor health in front of the audience, and Zhao Mou was helping him solidify that persona.

To make something more believable than the Righteous Path, playing the victim is a good option.

Yu Xing got angry and said, "Don't bring up things I don't like. I still prefer your white coat."

"Strip him naked, he can't resist," Zhao Yijiu interjected, uttering such outrageous remarks.

Zhao Mou was just one brother who was siding with outsiders away from driving him to his death.

As if to change the subject, Zhao Mou cleared his throat, looked up at the clock on the wall, and asked, "How much longer until your mission? Let's go patrol the building together once we're done. I think it's about time; if the perpetrators have found a good opportunity, they've probably already made their move."

If they find the only body between the first and second perpetrators, and band together after sounding the alarm to prevent the second perpetrator from killing anyone, they can avoid losing an innocent person.

Yu Xing calculated. "Two minutes left."

"Clavilliasis?" Zhao Yijiu asked.

Upon hearing this question, Zhao Mou realized that he was being questioned by A Jiu, even though she hadn't raised any objections just now!

You're just trying to find topics to chat about, right?

But why, A Jiu, do you only pick fights with me while trying to find topics to talk about?

No one could know the blood bleeding in Zhao Mou's heart. Yu Xing followed up with Zhao Yijiu's question, "Yes, he guessed it?"

As he spoke, Yu Xing gestured with his chin toward the seat where Zhao Mou was sitting.

After responding with a soft "Mmm," Zhao Yijiu fell silent, seemingly having nothing more to be curious about.

Zhao Mou waited for a long time but didn't receive any praise. He sighed and said, "According to the rules, we are not allowed to discuss the trajectory of the crime or other such matters excessively when we are not in the main hall, to prevent us from helping the perpetrator cheat. So I won't ask who you met just now that made you so happy. Anyway, I think we can leave here now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xing's system notification popped up.

[Task completed: Breathe fresh air for ten minutes on the second-floor balcony]

Zhao Mou's prediction was absolutely accurate; how precise was his calculation ability and sixth sense?

Yu Xing stood up and said to them, "Yes, it's time to go patrol the hospital."

Zhao Mou used the term "patrolling the building," but Yu Xing used "patrolling the hospital," which suggests that Yu Xing treated the entire hospital as a place where she could wander around at will.

They all left the balcony and went to other parts of the second floor to search for the body nearby.

The first point is, of course, the second floor itself. Yu Xing can keep an eye on one staircase, but not the other. If the assailant makes a move on the other side of the second floor, he won't be able to see it.

The three walked down the corridor, Yu Xing pointed to one side. "Let's go this way. I haven't been this way before. The other side is the way we came from, but there are other people watching over there."

Yu Xing thought that, judging from the dean's anger level, it was clear that ward rounds were not Ren Yi's task. Therefore, Ren Yi's task should be close to the ward area and could be done immediately after the ward rounds, otherwise it might not be enough time.

Therefore, Ren Yi is most likely still in that area. If a murder had occurred there, Ren Yi would have noticed it.

Unless Ren Yi himself is the perpetrator, then when the body is found in the ward area, Yu Xing can raise suspicion and identify Ren Yi.

So he chose the other side, which had a duty room, a tea room, a toilet, and a Doctor's office, responsible for performing some temporary examinations on unwell hospitalized patients.

As a result, they had just turned the corner and hadn't even had time to check each room when the alarm above their heads suddenly flashed red, and a piercing alarm rippled through their eardrums.

Zhao Mou adjusted his glasses. "The body must have been found on another floor."

"Hmm." Yu Xing annoyed just thinking about having to go downstairs; the stairs were a challenge he really didn't want to face.

But there's another staircase right ahead, and an elevator is nearby. He can't very well choose the elevator, can he?

Wait... why not? It's only the time it takes to climb one floor.

Yu Xing had no fear or worry whatsoever. His eyes lit up, and the scales in his heart had already tipped to the point of taking the elevator.

This put him at ease, and he continued walking down the corridor, peering into the rooms through the glass of both open and closed doors.

Five minutes was plenty of time for people like them who were on the second floor and close to the stairs. Zhao Mou was also looking around, because just because bodies had been found on other floors didn't mean they hadn't been found here.

Perhaps one of the people present had a particularly accurate premonition; as they reached the restroom door, Zhao Yijiu suddenly spoke up, "Wait."

He narrowed his eyes and sniffed slightly. "The smell of blood."

Before the other two could react, Zhao Yijiu rushed into the restroom, where she saw, just a door away from them, a corpse sitting under the public sink.

Yu Xing immediately recognized the corpse as a siren by the white coat that represented Doctor.

The woman, as beautiful as an elf, now had a gaping hole in her heart, and blood was gushing out, staining the floor tiles beneath her red.

The part that controls blood flow stopped throbbing, and the siren's eyes were closed; she didn't appear to be in pain.

That's to be expected. Fear Hospital is a Yugi you can die once, twice, or even three times if you're not careful. No one would risk a significant increase in their alienation level to experience death so many times. And if the alienation level really skyrockets, even the rewards for winning can't make up for the loss.

Therefore, the killing mechanism in this Yugi is that when the perpetrator subdues the target and the system believes that the target has no chance of escape, it will transfer the victim's consciousness out one second before the perpetrator actually makes the move. In this way, for the victim, they are not dead, but simply eliminated.

This is a rare instance of humanization in Absurdity System.

Despite the blaring alarms outside, Zhao Mou Yu Xing checked the siren's corpse. Zhao Mou did the same, then paused, startled.

His gaze, hidden behind his glasses, was fixed on the opening on the siren's chest. He asked, "Where... where is Qu Xuanqing's mission? Do you know?"

This scar was caused by a scalpel, a common sight in hospitals.

But this swift and decisive swordsmanship instantly brought the name Qu Xuanqing to Zhao Mou's mind.