Chapter 472 When Schiller Found a New Street Light (Part 1)

Arkham Psychiatric Hospital is located in a remote area. When Arkham chose the site for the hospital, it mainly considered that the security measures were not technically advanced enough and some dangerous patients could easily escape. Choosing a hospital in a remote place could increase the difficulty of jailbreak.

But later, after Schiller became the attending physician here, he knew a truth, that is, if you want to be rich, you must first build roads.

Therefore, with the approval of the mayor, a main road leading to Arkham Psychiatric Hospital began to be built, and it was opened to traffic at the end of last year.

The funds for building this road mainly came from voluntary donations from the patients here. After all, the winding dirt road could not give them room to play with their extended luxury cars and modified sports cars. Since the main road was opened, they can even come here every weekend for hospitalization.

At this time, the uniquely shaped Batmobile was speeding on the main road, and the roar of the engine spread far along the woods on both sides of the road. In the dead of night, it was like the howling of a dormant giant beast.

Just as Batman was rushing to Arkham Hospital with the Joker who had been knocked unconscious by him, a faint light flashed in the dark corridor of the hospital, and a strange green color was reflected on the smooth marble floor.

With a "click", the window was suddenly opened, and the cold wind rushed in with a whistle, making a ghostly cry as it passed through the dark corridor.

But at this moment, with a "bang", a door in the corridor opened, and a big man with a beard came out, shouting:

"What the hell are you shouting about? If you want to take drugs, go to the second floor, stop shouting here!"

After shouting this, he realized that there was actually no one in the corridor. He held the door handle and looked around, and found that the window at the end of the corridor was open. He spat, walked to the window while cursing, and closed the window.

At this time, a thin man also came out of the door. He asked, "What's wrong? They started another game and are waiting for you. Come in quickly."

"Don't mention it. Those crazy nurses didn't take a good look before leaving get off work. The window was not closed properly and was blown open by the wind. I thought it was some drug addict sitting in the corridor screaming."

The bearded man clapped his hands, walked into the door, and closed it with a "bang". Only the light leaked from the gap below the door remained in the corridor.

Several people in the room were playing cards. Originally, during non-activity time, all patients should stay in their own wards, but they had a good relationship with the nurses. When they were checking the ward at night, they said hello and went over. At this time, they were having fun.

But at this moment, the sound of the wind whimpering in the corridor sounded again. The bearded man impatiently threw down the cards in his hand, stood up and said, "Sooner or later, I will find a hammer and nail that window..."

He strode to the door and opened it roughly with a "bang", but at the moment of opening the door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange light flashing from the corner of the corridor.

The bearded man glanced at the dark corridor, hesitated for a moment, but still walked back and said to his companion: "Give me a flashlight, and the shotgun we brought in before, bring it to me."

"What the hell are you doing? You have to bring a gun when you go out to close the window?"

Everyone laughed at the bearded man for being timid. The bearded man snorted with his nose, snorted coldly, and then walked out of the room with the gun.

He walked to the corner of the corridor with the shotgun in his hand. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw a ghost with green light floating on the stairs.

The ghost looked like an old man, with a gloomy and ferocious face, and a strange green light all over his body. When he saw the bearded man holding a gun, he screamed and rushed towards him.

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the shotgun and fired a shot. The bullet passed through the ghost's body without causing any harm to him. The bearded man fired another shot, but still could not hurt the ghost.

The ghost grinned and approached the bearded man. At this moment, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds rang out, and all the doors in the corridor were kicked open, and dozens of burly men rushed out with guns.

The leader had a buzz cut, wore a cropped shirt, and was covered in tattoos. He shouted in a Texas accent: "What's wrong? Who dares to shoot here? Don't you want to live?!"

The bearded man took two steps back, patted the barrel of the gun with his hand, spat, and then said: "Come and help! There's a ghost here!"

"Ghost? Damn it, fisherman, you've taken too many drugs again?! How could this be... Damn it! There's a ghost!

Come out! Come out! There's a ghost!

!"

"Shoot! Bang! Bang! Bang! No... Don't take shotguns, they're useless!"

"Automatic weapons! Who has automatic weapons?!... Don't sleep! Go upstairs and wake up the bosses, the hospital is haunted!

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Suddenly, bullets flew, and the gangsters in the corridor ran quickly in an instant, forming a crossfire network, with shotguns, single-shot rifles, micro grenades, and even rocket launchers.

Those who didn't have guns in their hands hurriedly took out all the cabinets, tables, and chairs in the house. Within a few tens of seconds, they set up a layered bunker defense system. The gunmen hid behind the bunkers at different heights, and the muzzle lights kept on, like flowers blooming one after another.

In the utility room at the end of the corridor, the sanitary products for cleaning were piled in a corner. There were four or five small beds in the room. One of the boys with freckles on his face suddenly jumped up from the bed and said, "Listen, is there a gunshot?"

"Oh my God, who dares to shoot here? Don't you want to die?"

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Go and have a look!"

The other awakened children sat up, opened the door a crack, and looked out.

At this moment, the bearded man who had retreated to the rear of the front waved his hand and said to several people: "Go upstairs quickly! Tell the bosses that the third floor is haunted and we need fire support!"

"Haunted?"

The little boy was startled at first, but soon, he nimbly rushed out from the crack of the door, ran up the stairs, and soon arrived at the fifth floor.

At this time, the gunshots from the third floor had been heard, and the gang leaders in expensive silk pajamas opened the door with sleepy eyes, looking at each other in the corridor, not knowing what happened downstairs.

When the little boy rushed up the stairs, he bumped into a gangster who wanted to go downstairs to check. He was almost knocked down. After seeing who it was, he apologized: "Ah! Sorry, sir, I came up to deliver a letter. Didn't I bump into you?"

"It's okay. What happened downstairs? Why does it seem like a fight?"

"That fisherman in the South District of Living Hell asked me to come up to deliver a letter. He said that the third floor is haunted. Uh... He needs fire support."

"Haunted?" The gangster leader squinted his eyes, seeming a little confused.

But soon, he heard the gunshots coming from downstairs becoming more and more frequent, and he knew it was not a prank. He came to the center of the corridor, waved to the others, and several people gathered together.

As the little boy ran back and forth on several floors, the windows of the Arkham Asylum building were lit up one by one. Soon, the windows on the third, fourth, and fifth floors were almost all lit up.

Batman, who had just driven the car into the ramp, slowly slowed down the car. He pushed open the car door and looked at the Arkham Building, which was suddenly brightly lit, and narrowed his eyes.

Just as he was thinking about what happened in Arkham Asylum, he didn't notice that the clown Jack, who was thrown on the back seat and covered in blood, slowly opened his eyes and showed a cunning smile.

Following Batman's line of sight, at this time, in addition to the third, fourth, and fifth floors, which had lights on, only one room on the seventh floor was lit.

At this time, in this room, Jonathan, Hugo, and Constantine were frowning and watching the images played on a magic screen.

Constantine said helplessly: "I said before that this would definitely not work. My poor little pet is almost killed by them."

"Ghosts can also be shot?" Hugo looked at Constantine and asked with some disdain.

"Ghosts can't be shot, bullets have no lethality to them, but they are afraid of the fire and heat when shooting, light and heat are very deadly to ghosts." Constantine sighed and explained.

The plan of these three people is quite meticulous. They originally planned to start from the high floors and go down, open the door of each ward, and then release all the patients.

Generally, the higher the floor, the more dangerous the patients will be. Therefore, releasing the dangerous patients first and letting them hunt those patients on the lower floors can cause greater chaos and stimulate their ferocity.

The method is that Constantine controls the ghosts to get the key and then open the door.

The process of getting the key was very smooth. Constantine's skill in controlling ghosts was indeed good. He didn't alarm anyone. After successfully getting the key, he also successfully opened the doors of the third, fourth, and fifth floors.

But after opening the door, they found a problem, that is, no one paid attention to them at all.

Because Constantine created a magic screen that can follow the ghost's perspective, they can clearly see that the ghost did not deliberately conceal the sound when opening the door, and the sound of the door lock being opened was very clear, but the patients did not seem to be awakened at all.

Hugo thought that it might be because the patients here were overdosed with tranquilizers, so they slept very deeply at night.

So, Hugo, a psychologist, asked Constantine to manipulate the ghost to break the glass, making a sharp sound, and then let the cold wind outside the window pour in, causing the temperature to change, and let the ghost flash continuously, making drastic changes in light.

These are all able to stimulate the sleeping patients, but they did it for a long time, and no one came out.

Finally, Hugo proposed a solution, which is to let Constantine's ghost deliberately reveal his whereabouts to attract people out.

But soon, they found that Gotham was indeed the most dangerous city in the world. As they expected, these patients were extremely dangerous. When they encountered a ghost, they did not scream and flee, but tried to physically exorcise the ghost.

The ghost that Constantine put on the third floor had been compressed into the corner. The continuous fire, loud noise, explosion and heat had made the light on his body increasingly dim.

"This won't work. We have to lead them outside. Hurry! Let the ghost run outside!" Hugo shouted.

Constantine could only raise his hands that were shining with light. Before he could make any move, a pure white flash suddenly lit up on the magic screen, and the three of them were dazzled and covered their eyes.

"Flash bomb? Where did they get the military flash bomb?!" Hugo shouted, covering his eyes.

When the light faded, they were about to open their eyes, and then there was another flash bomb. Constantine's eyes began to tear up, and he waved his hand to turn off the screen.

"What the hell, where do these patients get so much firepower?" Hugo shouted in confusion.

"Sufficient? Why do you think this is sufficient? !" Constantine, who had been hanging out on the streets of Gotham for a few days, also shouted.

"If this is not sufficient, then what else is there..."

"Boom!

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Batman, who had just driven the car to the downstairs of Arkham Hospital, watched helplessly as a corner of the hospital building collapsed in the violent explosion.

Batman had a bad feeling, and he quickly turned the steering wheel, trying to drive the car in another direction, but at this moment, the Joker Jack in the back seat jumped up and strangled Batman's neck with his hand.

Batman struggled hard, his hands left the steering wheel, and the out-of-control car flew out in a spin, hitting the steps in front of the hospital gate.

At this time, several rockets flew out of the window directly above, and "bang bang bang" hit the back of the Batmobile.

The entire Batmobile was blown away by the violent aftermath of the explosion. After rotating freely in the air for two and a half weeks, it hit the gate of Arkham Hospital with a "pop".