Chapter 495 Drama

After separating from Huai Yiweiwei, Wang Zhangguo was thinking about where to go.

He originally planned to continue hiding in the ward, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea, after all, the ghost was next to Lin Waner.

And after the ghost killed Lin Waner, it would come to find them.

If he were a ghost, he would definitely come to the ward to see which unlucky guy was hiding here.

No.

It's useless to just hide.

He had to move to see if he could find a ward with more people, so that even if he was found by the ghost, he might be able to use someone else to die.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace.

He couldn't stay on the second floor, so he planned to try his luck upstairs.

But after walking back and forth in two corridors, the nearby rooms were not locked. Judging from the paper on the door, there should be people in many rooms.

But the strange thing was that there was no sound inside.

He was not stupid, so he naturally didn't dare to push the door to see.

Maybe everyone in this hospital had died a long time ago. All the people he saw before, whether doctors, nurses, or patients.

Actually, they are all ghosts!

As soon as this guess emerged, it quickly occupied his mind.

He walked slowly along the side of the corridor with light steps, listening carefully to the movements around him.

It was completely dark, and the lights above the corridor were dimly lit, emitting a half-dead light.

In the feeling of silence, it seemed that all the noises were amplified, and he could even hear his own heartbeat.

In the corner of the corridor, he suddenly realized something.

He immediately looked at the end of the corridor, which was the corner between the corridor and the stairwell, and a small figure appeared from the corner.

It was Weiwei!

Wang Zhangguo was happy.

It was strange to say that he had just made up his mind to escape from Weiwei and Huaiyi not long ago.

But in such an environment, when he met his teammates again, he actually felt like he was alive again, and he wanted to rush to Weiwei immediately.

Weiwei was about 20 meters away from him, and he quickened his pace.

But as the distance got closer, Wang Zhangguo's eyes became strange, and Weiwei seemed to be a little different from before.

She was hidden in the shadows, revealing only one arm and her face, with a pair of eyes slightly wide open, staring straight at him.

The arm was still slowly waving at him, as if calling him over.

Where is Huai Yi?

They should be together.

Wang Zhangguo frowned and looked near Weiwei, but did not find his figure.

And a strange feeling came to his mind. The darkness near Weiwei was a little strange. It was not like a problem of insufficient light, but more like a layer of gray mist.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhangguo did not dare to move forward.

He stood where he was and decided to continue observing.

But Weiwei was still waving her hand to call him over as before.

After a few seconds, Wang Zhangguo found that the arm that Weiwei was waving was very stiff, like a puppet, and the amplitude and frequency of each waving were fixed.

The movement of the hand was also strange, with five fingers slightly hooked, like claws.

Without hesitation, just as Wang Zhangguo took a half step back and was about to turn around and run away, a scene that made him tremble with fear appeared.

The mist around Weiwei quickly dissipated, and a pale and twisted ghost face appeared from behind Weiwei's head.

The ghost stared at Wang Zhangguo with scarlet eyes, and most of his body appeared from behind the corner, holding Weiwei's head in one hand and the broken arm in the other.

Just now, it was the ghost who held Weiwei's head and a broken arm, waving slowly, performing a puppet show for Wang Zhangguo.

"Ahhh!" Wang Zhangguo ran behind him like crazy, "Help! Help!"

"Trample."

"Trample."

"Trample."

There were heavy footsteps chasing behind him, and Wang Zhangguo didn't dare to look back at all, for he was afraid that he would be frightened by the horrible scene and his legs would go weak.

The frequency of the footsteps chasing him was very slow, far less than Wang Zhangguo's own, but he could feel that the distance between him and him was getting closer and closer.

One step of the ghost might be equivalent to 7 or 8 steps of his.

Although he was terrified, Wang Zhangguo felt that his brain had never been so clear.

He was thinking about a way out.

Seeing an unlocked door nearby, he resisted the urge to push open one, hide inside, and immediately lock the door.

The other party was a ghost, so even the strongest door would be useless.

He ran to the hall where the two corridors met, and there were only two ways in front of him.

Either rush into the dim stairwell and go upstairs or downstairs.

Or take the elevator.

No matter how you look at it, taking the elevator is the least option, in addition to the oppressive feeling brought by the small space, you know, they were brought to this world by the elevator.

And the appearance of Du Feng's tragic death is still vivid.

But just as Wang Zhangguo was about to rush into the stairwell in one go, he suddenly noticed that the footsteps behind him disappeared.

The footsteps disappeared so suddenly that he didn't notice it at all.

At the same time, he noticed that the lights in the stairwell not far away seemed to be much brighter than before.

The corner of the stairwell emitted a soft light and looked very safe.

"Guji." Wang Zhangguo swallowed his saliva.

His eyes changed as he looked towards the stairwell.

No.

Where did the ghost go?

He looked around, including the ceiling and every corner.

The ghost just disappeared.

Before he could catch him.

He didn't think the ghost would let him go. From the brief look just now, the hatred in the scarlet eyes still frightened him.

The ghost was determined to kill him.

At this point, Wang Zhangguo also figured it out. The first Huai Yi who appeared was a human, and the second Huai Yi who appeared, the pitiful and seriously injured Huai Yi, was a ghost.

What a thief.

The ghost's methods were really hard to guard against.

Weiwei died, but he didn't want to die. He stared at the stairwell not far away, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

He was sure.

The ghost was hiding in the stairwell.

Waiting for him to fall into the trap.

This is a game.

Huai Yi said that ghosts usually don't kill people at will unless you fall into its trap.

From the chase just now, Huai Yi's words are still quite credible.

Otherwise, according to the speed of the ghost, he would have been caught long ago.

But the ghost didn't.

It was waiting for me to make a mistake, waiting for me to fall into the trap it had designed long ago!

The stairwell in front is the dead end that the ghost set for himself!

After all, Wang Changguo is over 40 years old, and his industry is quite special. His experience and knowledge are not comparable to those young people who have just entered the society.

After a brief decision, he cast his eyes on the elevator.

And it was the elevator that Jiang Cheng and his friends took, the only elevator that could lead to the morgue.

A dead end? A ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

Then we have to fight!