It took three minutes to get to the office building from here, and with the bypassing security and surveillance cameras, Kitakawaji took about seven minutes to reach his destination.

Under the vast moonlight, the outline of the office building is ferocious and towering.

The death aura ejaculated in the two pupils of Kitakawa Temple and touched it.

The first floor is the reception hall, with a staircase on each side of the left and right, and an elevator facing the entrance of the hall.

According to the free soul thoughts in the air, Kitakawa Temple came to the bottom of the stairs on the right.

This stairwell is different from the stairwell on the left, and there are some debris placed.

Kitakawa Temple touched piles of corrugated boxes

No dust.

Kitakawaji was excited and moved the corrugated box to one side, and the flashlight shot out vertical light.

Under the vertical light, Kitakawaji finally saw the hidden secret door.

The secret door is a marble slab that is the same as the floor, and you can't see it if you don't pay attention to it.

Sure enough, here.

The eyes of Kitakawa Temple flashed.

He reached out to touch the handle hidden in the innermost corner.

Click

Click

Can't open.

Kitakawaji's wrist flipped over and under the vertical light, he saw the embedded lock next to the handle.

He folded the engineer's shovel, shaking his wrists lightly, and sliding them into his palm.

A few cold light flashed in the air, and the cover was broken, revealing the spacious entrance.

No wonder the stairs on the right are four steps higher than the left.

It turned out to make room for the secret passage here.

Under Kitagawa Temple's sight, the stairs circling downwards, as deep as if they were invisible.

Kitagawa Temple will put away Kazuto and walk into it with a flashlight.

After about two minutes of leaving, Kitakawaji smelled the smell of the potion.

As a medical student, he knew very well what this potion was.

“Formalin.”

The more you go down, the more you smell the formalin, and at the same time, it is accompanied by a smell of corpse that cannot be covered up no matter how you cover it up.

Finally, Kitakawaji reached the bottom floor, and he gained a foothold and found the switch of the incandescent lamp in the basement.

With a click, everything in the hidden basement was displayed in front of him.

Facing Kitagawa Temple directly opposite is a blood-stained anatomical table with simple restraint tools on it, and on the other side is a sink. The sink seems to have not been cleaned for a long time, and it is covered with hair and black blood stains.

Closely close to the sink are two shelves, with bottles and jars placed on them.

Soak yellowed organs and other human parts in those bottles.

For example, broken hands, head, internal organs, eyes, intestines (please, let me pass the review.)

They are quietly placed on the shelf without any movement.

Kitagawaji's eyes calmly swept across the room and walked forward.

On the anatomy table, there is a male body.

The male corpse's head was smashed, and he was wearing doctor's clothes, wearing black glasses, his tongue was spitting out, and his eyes were staring at the incandescent lamp in a daze.

"Kawakami Naruto."

Kitakawaji looked at the tragic corpse and shook his head.

Everything was the same as he expected.

Thinking about it this way, not eating the meat here is the right choice.

Kitakawa Temple moved again and came to the water of the Formalin Pool deep on the left.

On the Formalin Pool were hung with a few blue-white corpses, with broken parts on their bodies.

Either the head is empty, the abdomen is empty, or the arms are missing or the legs are missing.

This place is like the most tragic slaughterhouse in the world, making people feel chilled when they just look at it.

But Kitakawaji's mood did not fluctuate much. He pondered and came to the Formalin Pool.

Next to the Formalin Pool, you can also see several blood-stained blue and white patients' clothing.

Kitagawa Temple's expression remained unchanged. He took over the iron hook that was placed on the side and took out a corpse from the water of the Formalin Pool.

"As a sure thing is missing patient a"

Looking at the other person's appearance that was not much different from the photo, Kitagawaji put the other person down again.

Everything was exactly the same as he expected.

This is the secret hidden in this mental hospital.

Bloody, tyrannical, evil, horrible

Although this society is dirty and unclean, similar to this kind of place, in terms of a human conscience, Kitakawaji hopes that there will be less.

But then the problem arose again.

Kitagawaji turned his eyes coldly towards the entrance to the basement.

"I have watched the show for so long, so I should have come out, right? President Suzuki."

He stared in the direction of the basement for a long time before someone chuckled.

"I am really worthy of being a Master Beichuan, much better than I thought."

Suzuki Fumi walked slowly down the entrance. He was wearing white clothes that symbolized the doctor, his eyes were calm and soft, and the good man still had a smile on his face.

As stated at the beginning.

Suzuki Fumi has a good face.

He has a kind face and looks sunny, and he feels like a good person.

In addition, he is young and rich, and whether it is education or qualifications, he should be considered the dream lover of many girls.

But that's just such a person

But it made Kitagawa Temple's face, which has always been aroused by the emotions.

Kitakawaji shook his head slowly, and the black air flashed in his eyes.

But the more this happens, the more calm the sound of Kitagawa Temple becomes.
Chapter completed!