Chapter 157 Night of Horror: The Beginning

Cloverfield Mental Hospital, the main kitchen.

A dull-looking man in a baggy apron was preparing dinner, holding a thick-backed kitchen knife in his hand.

Every time the blade collided with the chopping board, there would be a loud noise, and the posture was as if he was dealing with the murder of his father and enemy.

The large ribs on the chopping board were quickly chopped into several sections of different sizes.

Not far away, a man wearing a chef's hat was eating. There was a sharp box of rice in an old plastic lunch box. He swallowed the leftover oil and water soup from the mental patient.

"Dude, newcomers are here to report, you can't be fooled, remember to put more good things."

Guard Feng passed by the kitchen, shouted outside, and then left.

The cook didn't answer, and after eating three big boxes of rice, he stood up silently, walked to the cutting board, picked the ribs that his partner had chopped, and put them into the iron basin.

"This patient is a little thin..."

"Um."

Then, bursts of aroma wafted from the kitchen.

the other side.

In the dimly lit corridor, Dr. Brian was knocking on the door with a smile on his face:

"Doctor Lu, it's time to eat. To express your welcome, the chef specially cooked some delicious dishes for you..."

Squeak.

The door opened.

At this moment, Lu Li's footsteps were sloppy, his face was slightly pale, and he still had half a cigarette in his hand, so he almost had the words "I'm in pain" written on his face.

As for the sword crutch, he put it in the suitcase.

"What’s wrong with you?"

As he spoke, Brian wanted to step forward to help him, but Lu Li waved him away.

I saw him pinching the center of his brows first, looking very painful, and then said with a low voice: "Stomach pain, I have an old problem, I just finished taking the medicine, sorry, tonight..."

Hearing that, Doctor Bryan guessed what Lu Li was going to say next, patted him on the shoulder, and replied in a deep voice, "It's nothing, just have a good night's rest, if there's nothing serious, I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the hospital environment tomorrow. "

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to the desk.

There were plastic sheets of capsule pills, and there were traces of use.

Of course, Lu Li noticed this move, and a flash of pride flashed in his heart: Prepare props in advance, this is the basic quality of an actor.

Not long after, a hunched figure left the room and closed the wooden door.

Silence returned to the house.

"You are so assured of a newcomer that you really want to take me to contact patients?"

Lu Li murmured softly to himself, then pulled up the seat and opened the suitcase:

Sadhu's sword disguised as a cane, two sets of clothes, portable camera, compressed biscuits, canned luncheon meat, canned fruit, two canned water, pens, and notepads.

Eat these foods sparingly and they can last for ten days.

Lu Li made a quick judgment and thanked the staff who prepared the luggage: at the critical moment, the Foundation was quite reliable and thoughtful.

"However, there is no way to communicate with the outside world, how to pass the news?"

crunch... crunch...

The sound of chewing compressed biscuits was heard.

Lu Li shook his head looking at the mobile phone that couldn't receive any signal. Less than half a day after entering the madhouse, he encountered too many problems that he couldn't figure out:

Since there is no signal, how did Dr. Brian post job listings online?

It may be that someone is cooperating with the outside world.

However, the mental hospital is isolated from the outside world, so where does the food come from?

The investigators standing nearby did not find anyone sending supplies here.

Is it self-sufficient?

It's unrealistic to think about it. This place is not just doctors and nurses, there are also an unknown number of patients. If the number is small, it can barely be explained. Once there are more than ten people, if there is nothing strange among them, who will believe it?

Thinking of this, Lu Li gnawed another piece of compressed biscuit to suppress his shock.

After about ten minutes.

【Tomorrow task 1: Understand the working environment】

The sound of the pen rubbing against the paper echoed in the room, and Lu Li began to make plans.

[Tomorrow's mission 2: Contact the key figure Sam Neal and find out why he sneaked into the mental hospital]

Immediately afterwards, the last paragraph was circled by Lu Li with a question mark.

To be honest, in this strange place, he had already prepared for the worst. Perhaps, Detective Sam was really crazy.

Therefore, Lu Li added something to the notepad:

[Tomorrow's task (optional): contact An Yuexuan, and find a chance to spend time alone with this couple]

This is a habit that Lu Li developed after entering the academy. He briefly summarized what he was going to do next and wrote it down so that his thinking could expand.

After writing the three-line summary, he tore it off and put it in the inner pocket of the windbreaker, in case someone sneaked in during the day tomorrow.

Knock Knock Knock——

At this time, the knock on the door rang again.

Why is someone looking for it again!

Although he was impatient, Lu Li suppressed his emotions, stuffed the biscuit box into his trouser pocket, and quickly checked whether the table was clean.

Then, he got up and came to the door, pretending to be sleepy.

Doctor Brian? !

The moment he opened the door, Lu Li was stunned, and subconsciously said, "Who are you?"

Hearing this, a kind smile appeared on the old doctor's face, and he stretched out his hand: "You must eat something, we have left some food for you, take some time to eat."

Two square aluminum boxes stacked on top of each other.

You can faintly smell the aroma of meat wafting from it.

"thank you."

Lu Li swallowed, pretended to be hungry, and took the lunch box.

Seeing this, Dr. Brian smiled even more, turned and left.

The door gradually closed.

"hehe……"

Looking at the lunch box in his hand, Lu Li restrained his expression, and said with a hint of mockery in his tone, "It seems that this meal must be eaten, but I'm not lucky enough to enjoy it."

As he said that, he threw away the lunch box——

Open.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Dr. Brian came and went.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Lu Li held the chopsticks in his hand and raised his head in a daze.

"It's nothing, I remembered wrongly, I thought I didn't bring you chopsticks."

After the words fell, the door closed.

This time, Lu Li waited for a long time before putting down his chopsticks.

In front of his eyes, there were two dishes——

Bean stew, rice with mushroom sauce.

It can be seen that the back kitchen really put a lot of thought into it. Lu Li didn't know how it tasted, but he could smell the spices.

Pity……

I can not eat it.

On the side, there is a smartphone that has been temporarily reduced to scrap metal, and the off-screen clock shows:

18:16.

It was getting late, and there was only light coming from this floor of the whole building. The doctors and nurses were missing, maybe they were taking care of patients, or maybe they were doing what they liked to do.

Anyway, Lu Li knew nothing about it.

Tonight was his first night in the Cloverfield Mental Hospital, and he had no sleep at all.

Sitting on a wooden chair, thinking about some miscellaneous things, trying not to let his mind idle.

Tick-tick-tick-tick-

In the room, the rusty faucet began to drip water.

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