People are in Yokohama, the vest is fully open

'Wujo Satoru' stomped on the scorched black skeleton that was trying to climb up from his ankle, and he stared at the spirit body in front of him in a bad tone: "Shut up."

The gray-white mist spirit body didn't pause because of this, but it became more and more excited as if it had discovered the listener: "...I'm in so much pain, why am I... .”

"It's so noisy——" 'Gojo Satoru' narrowed his eyes impatiently, and raised his palm slightly.

Before seeing any movement from him, a compressed light ball with a huge destructive aura burst out from his palm, rushing and radiating the entire hall.

The deep black world suddenly brightened, and even the space seemed to be distorted for a moment because of this—extreme brightness filled the entire field of vision at this moment.

At this moment, the already absurd world seemed to be turned into a thin piece of paper, being trampled and bombed.

However, as the dazzling light gradually dissipated, the vision regained clarity.

In the black spacious hall, the tables and chairs that seemed to be wrapped in black asphalt were still quietly in place, and even the long wooden chairs that looked very simple were not damaged.

On the contrary, those unknown bones that were either buried in the ground, pressed under the tiles, or piled up in the corners were bombarded into powder, and the black and gray ashes fell profusely, accumulating all over the place.

And the gray-white spirit bodies in mid-air were also scattered like candles in the wind during this attack, and the originally spacious hall suddenly seemed much more spacious.

The good news is, perhaps because of the shock of the blow of 'Wujo Wu', the gray-white ghost who was still chattering like Xia Chan no longer made a sound at this time.

——They float silently in mid-air or on the ground, like silent tombstones in a cemetery.

"Oh?" 'Gotiao Wu' raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you are the key to pass this level?"

On the way from the first floor to the seventeenth floor, 'Wujo Wu' has basically figured out the rules here.

——The weirdness here seems to have formed a preliminary consciousness, 'it' consciously traps visitors who try to break into this place through layers of underground hospitals—thus turning them into nourishment for feeding back to the hospital.

There are basically two ways to trap people in underground hospitals: one is 'challenge', and the other is 'puzzle solving'.

The underground hospital where Gojo Satoru is now - the core is obviously 'puzzle solving'.

It is said to be "puzzle solving", but it is more like an unsolvable puzzle that tries to hide the answer. On the floor where the core is puzzle solving, the weirdness seems to pass some kind of rules, with the principle of not actively or partly not actively hurting intruders. The price is in exchange for stronger concealment, devouring ability and trapping ability to trap intruders underground, gradually nibble and devour them.

Similarly, it seems that because of the abandonment of active attack and damage, Weird seems to have gained a very strong defense on the "puzzle solving" floor-even Wujo Satoru's attack damage to them is extremely limited.

The 'challenge' is another matter.

The weirdness in the floor where 'challenge' is the core is at the price of restricting one's own attack methods and setting up core loopholes independently and hiding them, so that the intruder is forced to become a weak person who cannot resist, and is forced to participate in the event, which is very likely to die. in the game.

Walking all the way, Wutiao Wu has already mastered some strange ways of thinking in the hospital, and he doesn't think the negative seventeenth floor will trap him for a long time.

However, the futility of such layers of eerie struggled against him, and inevitably Gojo Satoru got tired of it.

——Obviously it will disappear in the end, won’t it?

Is this weird guy a tortoise?

The patience of 'Wujo Satoru' is almost exhausted.

This work is really troublesome....

After he reached the core of the economy, he beat up this weirdness, and he never ate desserts ever since!

Putting on the slightly slipped sunglasses again, Wujo Gou stepped forward with his long legs and walked straight along the corridor in front of the foyer into a deeper corridor.

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Underground hospital, minus 5 floors.

Atsushi Nakajima has been stuck here for a long time.

In a dilapidated observation room.

Atsushi Nakajima tiptoedly opened the cabinet in the corner of the observation room, and after he got in, he closed the cabinet door carefully.Atsushi Nakajima tried his best not to let it make any sound.

The observation room is very large, with the size of six stacks.

Because the door of the observation room was closed when Atsushi Nakajima came in, the room was dark—only faint light came through the cracks of the bent shutters, slightly illuminating the scene inside.

The tables and chairs in the observation room fell to the ground messily, as if they had been violently hit by something.

Unknown white pills were scattered all over the cracked blue tiles.

Atsushi Nakajima held his breath cautiously, watching every move in the corridor outside, he nervously looked out through the gap in the cabinet.

The basement floor of the hospital, the fifth floor, gave people a very uncomfortable feeling from the moment they entered.

Ever since Atsushi Nakajima entered here, his vision seemed to be covered with a blue filter—no matter where he looked, there was a vast expanse of blue.

At first this feeling will make people feel a little dazzling, but when you get used to it, it will make people feel drowsy and sleepy.

From the moment he entered the negative 5th floor, Atsushi Nakajima felt that his supernatural power had disappeared.

However, thinking of Osamu Dazai's reminder before disappearing as a joke, and Edogawa's warning not to mess around before Ranpo, Atsushi Nakajima was not too flustered.

At first, Atsushi Nakajima wanted to continue down the stairs, going deeper or higher.

But I don’t know why, no matter how he climbs up or down, the destination waiting for Atsushi Nakajima is always the fifth floor of the underground hospital—he seems to be trapped in this blue space , no matter what, I can't get out.

This forced Atsushi Nakajima to give up the idea of ​​meeting Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo and the others, and chose to explore this strange blue-blue space alone.

The entrance hall is a reception hall with a sense of age.

Simple wooden long tables and long back benches are neatly arranged in the hall.On the wall behind the long table was something like a bulletin board, on which some papers were messily nailed.

Some useless information such as registration forms were scattered on the long table. Atsushi Nakajima looked at them and found that they were all symbols that he could not understand.

Just when Atsushi Nakajima was about to rummage through the drawers to see if he could find any useful clues, he heard a very ear-piercing scratching sound—the sound was like nails scratching sharply on a blackboard. However, it seemed that the compressed foam was being rubbed and made a strange sound of 'creaking'.

Atsushi Nakajima realized something was wrong, and he immediately squatted vigilantly behind the long table at the main entrance of the reception hall, using the table to cover his figure, carefully observing the situation.

However, to Atsushi Nakajima's surprise, the strange friction sound did not approach, but gradually drifted away with a pause and a setback.

Atsushi Nakajima poked his head out and looked in the direction of the sound, but only saw a flashing red figure from behind.

At that time, Atsushi Nakajima didn't know what it was, but now he does.

——"Boom"!The unlocked door of the observation room was suddenly pushed open by a 'person' from the outside.

'Crack——' The steel needle slid on the surface of the tile, making a piercing and sharp sound.

The gap in the locker was extremely narrow. Atsushi Nakajima stared at the narrow space in the gap with his eyes wide open. He saw a pair of blood-red high heels, and walked slowly to the locker step by step.

Atsushi Nakajima had seen the owner of this pair of high heels not long ago, and it belonged to a monster in a nurse's uniform.

If you only look at the back view, the monster's figure can be said to be graceful, but it is simply a typical representative of the "back view killer".

On the deformed head of the 'Nurse', except for the big mouth full of fine teeth, its other facial features cannot be seen clearly.Thick, long, thick black hair covered the entire face of the monster. It was unknown whether it was the coagulated blood or other filthy liquid that caused the long hair on the 'nurse''s face to tangle in sections, and it looked particularly dirty when it condensed into dirty lumps. nausea.

Atsushi Nakajima was almost nailed to the ground by the 'nurse' carrying a syringe as high as a person. Now, thinking about the teeth and mucus in the wide open mouth of the 'nurse', Atsushi Nakajima still feels creepy .

He literally almost got eaten.

If it weren't for the battle experience he had gained in fighting with the group some time ago, Atsushi Nakajima felt that he might be chewed by that monster with densely packed sharp teeth on his tongue so that there would be no bones left. .

After getting rid of the monster by chance, Atsushi Nakajima ran into the observation room with a broken door lock in a panic.

When Atsushi Nakajima was desperate, there was a sound of rubbing in the distance like a reminder.

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly remembered the statement before Ranpo Edogawa that the cabinet could be a 'key', a 'passage' or a turning point—with the idea of ​​a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Atsushi Nakajima Hide in this closet.

Unfortunately, Atsushi Nakajima did not find any passages leading to other places in the cabinet.He didn't know if he didn't happen to find the corresponding cabinet, or because of something else.

But seeing the 'nurse' dragging a thick syringe has appeared in the corridor, gradually approaching the room where he is - Atsushi Nakajima can only pray in his heart that this monster is blind with his eyes covered, and he can't even see it. He's gone.

The ear-piercing sound of "creaking" continued, and Atsushi Nakajima could see the space between the pair of red high-heeled shoes facing him, and walked towards the wall where the cabinet was, step by step.

"Boom, boom, boom—!"

Atsushi Nakajima curled up in the locker in the observation room, and as the high heels 'slapped' approached, his heart was beating nervously.

For a while, he couldn't hear other sounds except Atsushi Nakajima's own heartbeat.

Atsushi Nakajima's heart was going up and down, as if he was being pushed on a swing, unable to land uneasy.

'Patter. In this way, the bright red high-heeled shoes walked step by step to the cabinet where Atsushi Nakajima was hiding.

Atsushi Nakajima's heart was suddenly squeezed as the monster 'nurse' stopped, don't...don't come here!

You didn't see me, you didn't see me, you—

Just when Atsushi Nakajima was praying secretly, the pair of red high-heeled shoes went directly to the cabinet where Atsushi Nakajima was, and stopped, no longer moving.

Atsushi Nakajima's heart was lifted into his throat, and he felt that he could hardly breathe at this moment.Atsushi Nakajima buried his head in his knees nervously, trying to cover up his breathing as much as possible, trying not to let the 'nurse' notice him.

Every second after the 'nurse' stood still, Atsushi Nakajima felt extremely long.

——Time is at this moment, as if the pause button has been pressed.

One second, two seconds, three seconds........

Minutes and seconds passed, but Atsushi Nakajima didn't hear any sound - not even the non-stop 'creaking' friction sound.

what's going on?

Atsushi Nakajima raised his face in puzzlement, the room seemed to be darker than before, and the light coming out of the gap was also a bit dim.

Atsushi Nakajima listened intently for a while, but he still didn't hear anything.

Atsushi Nakajima thought for a while, and carefully approached the gap where he was looking out just now, intending to see the situation outside.

However, just when Atsushi Nakajima approached the gap of the cabinet door and saw the scene outside the gap clearly, Atsushi Nakajima's cold sweat burst out of his forehead.

Atsushi Nakajima's wobbling little swing suddenly broke its string and fell to the ground with a 'slap'.

——In the dark gap, a blood-red eye stared straight at Atsushi Nakajima, and the dark red blood was like a spider web densely covering the blue-blue white of the eye.

It's over, today he will fulfill Mr. Dazai's wish one step ahead and become a Buddha directly.

Just when Atsushi Nakajima was feeling desperate, that beast-like scarlet eye suddenly disappeared.

Before Atsushi Nakajima had time to realize what was going on, the familiar 'squeak' sounded again.Immediately afterwards, the pair of red high-heeled shoes appeared in Atsushi Nakajima's field of vision—the 'monster' dragged the thick steel pipe out of the observation room again.

How is this going?

Why.......'She' clearly saw herself, why did she choose to leave?

Although Atsushi Nakajima was confused about this, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief in the ecstasy of being reborn, and collapsed in the cramped cabinet as if he had no bones.

I don't know why... But it's really good to be alive...

The reborn Atsushi Nakajima breathed heavily, enjoying the long-lost peace and relaxation.

However, in the corner of the cabinet that Atsushi Nakajima couldn't see: the blue rusty iron sheet was gradually engulfed by an ominous black red color, and a hideous and deformed mouth gradually emerged from the iron sheet of the cabinet shape.

Silently...and viscous and fast....

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On the 13th floor of the underground hospital, Ranpo Edogawa found a flashlight without batteries from the drawer of the dark red wooden long table. With a stick, he directly pried open the drawer very physically.

Then Edogawa Ranpo found two batteries that still had power for some unknown reason, and easily harvested a flashlight that could still be used for lighting.

Ranpo Edogawa also found a notice board with a topographic map behind the long table, but unlike the clear and tidy one that Osamu Dazai saw on the third floor, the topographic image in front of Ranpo Edogawa was graffitied by children The same, twisted mess.

Moreover, there were unknown stains on the paper that looked like coagulated blood.

The rough spatial distribution is drawn on the simple topographic map, but the names of the relevant divisions are written in childish notes, crooked and difficult to identify clearly.

Edogawa Ranpo could only vaguely recognize a few sign names such as 'dissecting room', 'observation area', 'stitching room'... and so on.

Edogawa Ranpo secretly memorized the pattern on the topographic map, and he started to search around with a flashlight.

Red... Thick scarlet was everywhere, and the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red red mist. Edogawa Ranpo rubbed his eyes uncomfortably and closed the paper in his hand qualitative data.

Human trials?

 ….Or, pure abuse?

Having a rough guess in his heart, Edogawa Ranpo carefully went to the observation room mentioned more than once in the materials with a flashlight on.

It seems to be the place mentioned in the previous file to observe the subject, and there seems to be a passage directly leading to the morgue from the observation room.

——It is said that those experimenters who died after undergoing surgery, or 'abuse' would be temporarily stored in the morgue before they had time to study and burn.

Edogawa Ranpo already has a preliminary guess about what happened here, but he still has some questions about the final weird core form that he cannot confirm.

In addition, he still has no idea how to leave here, so Ranpo Edogawa decided to go to the observation room and the morgue to have a look first.

Fortunately: the observation room is not far from the reception hall, which saved Edogawa Ranpo from the trouble of not being able to distinguish the direction and possibly getting lost.

The room in the observation room is large, but there are no furniture such as tables, chairs or hospital beds.

Edogawa Ranbu cautiously approached the glass with a flashlight to observe the room—there are sharp iron hooks inlaid on the walls of the observation room, like things like hanging beef and mutton in a vegetable market.

On the spacious and open ground of the observation room, many thick iron chains of different shades were chiseled intermittently.

But the reason why Edogawa frowned in disorder and didn't enter the observation room immediately was that some of the rusted iron chains were floating in mid-air, as if they were still imprisoning something.

Is it possible...  

Edogawa Ranpo's expression moved slightly, as if he had thought of something, he turned off the flashlight in his hand.

Almost at the moment when the pale white light of the flashlight went out, the scarlet colors flooded into Edogawa Ranpo's field of vision again, and he 'saw' the situation in the observation room again.

The lower body was sawed off and forcibly sewn together with the lower body of the horse. The 'horse' who should have died due to excessive blood loss and rejection reaction was imprisoned by the glass window by the rusted chains, staring at Edogawa Ranran for a moment. step.

The observation room was not empty and there was nothing. The moment the flashlight went out, the empty observation room was suddenly filled with all kinds of strange 'people'.

"........Disgusting."

Edogawa Ranpo took a step back uncontrollably. He tried his best not to look at the pus and fat maggots leaking from the wounds of the stitching monsters.

"I turn on the light now...is it too late?" Mr. Detective muttered and retreated cautiously, but he didn't turn on the flashlight at all.The meaning of losing the right of independent observation.

A 'human' with a shark's head stitched on its collarbone moved first, and the rusty chains on its hands and feet were easily broken and fell to the ground under the watchful eyes of Edogawa Ranpo. .

This movement of the sharkman seemed to be a signal, and the monsters that had been quietly crowded in the observation room like sculptures started to move one after another.

The sound of iron chains colliding with each other sounded continuously one after another.

As if the sardines in a sardine can suddenly came to life, the entire observation room became more and more cramped when viewed through the glass in the corridor, and the monsters squirmed one after the other.

Seeing that the monsters in the observation room were about to break through the door, Edogawa Ranpo did not run away in a hurry.

"It's disgusting... The detective is... completely restrained by the target...!" Edogawa Ranpo puffed his cheeks unhappily, and cast his eyes on the two crossed faces behind him. in the corridor.

At both ends of the corridor, there were some locked rooms of unknown purpose. Under the watchful eyes of Edogawa Ranpo, those originally locked rooms were quietly opened.

——A dark red, viscous, unknown monster like a frog is bouncing and bouncing towards Edogawa from two corridors.

"Even if the ability is not restricted, it is completely useless..." Ranpo Edogawa unhappily shook the flashlight in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket with difficulty.

"...If only Kenji and I would switch..." Edogawa Ranpo sighed, and he thought sincerely: "On Kenji's side... .It should be easy, right?"

"Whoa-!"

The special glass in the observation room behind Ranpo Edogawa shattered and cracked, as if it had finally endured a huge blow.

Countless monsters surged out from the observation room, and rushed towards Edogawa Ranpo's back.

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On the fifteenth floor of the underground hospital, Miyazawa Kenji, whom Ranpo Edogawa thought must be very relaxed, was sitting on the bed in ward 1506 and stroking the cat.

A small variegated tabby cat was clinging to Kenji Miyazawa's lap and meowing.