Murdered

Only the participants in the story itself have no memory of the role they are playing, which is also a limitation imposed on the participants by the story.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong!

A bell rang and it was time for the lunch break.

The doctors from the various departments finally took a deep breath and walked out of the office to stretch their muscles, while the nurses gathered in twos and threes and walked laughing to the canteen.

Although lunch was not long, it was their rare break.

Chen followed the crowd into the canteen and picked up a plate at random. Looking up, he saw John sitting at a table in the corner, waving to him.

Chen immediately walked over with a plate of food.

Neither of them had expected there to be others involved in this story. Since their identities had been revealed, John no longer pretended to be wooden.

Apart from giving the participants a reasonable identity, this story seemed to make no 'acting' demands on them.

Chen even thought that since John was also a participant in the story, did this mean that there were more participants in the story who were hiding their identities and carefully gathering information like him?

According to John's description, he entered the story last night earlier than Chen. As for his experience afterwards, he was not deliberately hiding it. But one thing was strange. After the incident, the TV in various parts of the hospital suddenly failed, making it impossible to watch the videos that had been taken. It seemed that the power of the story had intervened.

Later, Chen also told John about the clue he had received, the real cause of Qi's death.

It's not surprising that the story always connects us participants to the events in various ways, commented John after listening to Chen's story, but you may be at greater risk because of your close involvement in the story. Just be extra careful and look out for any anomalies.

John added, "I have a feeling that if we can find the missing body, we might find a way to solve the problem.

Chen added, Do you think the surgery incident is the cause of the ghost's killing?

John shook his head, "It's hard to say. According to the story's clue, things should not be so simple. Take advantage of the safe time while we are still in the early stages of the story and try to collect as many clues as possible.

Chen nodded. John's words reminded him of someone else, the nurse who had come early that morning to deliver the Dean's 'special care'. Her name was Xiaoyu.

After John left, Chen made his way to the cardiology rest room on the fifth floor. But before he got there, the corridor was full of people. Some of them saw Chen and gestured to him, "Dr. Zhao, something has happened, call the Police quickly!

Chen's heart leapt and he pushed his way through the crowd to the door of his office. A strong smell of blood filled his nostrils. In front of him was a corpse, its head and body severed. The floor was stained with blood.

The corpse was none other than Xiaoyu.

He wanted to find Xiaoyu to find out what had happened, but he did not expect her to be killed at the door of his own office.

Chen looked around and saw some scattered papers not far from Xiaoyu's body. He walked up and picked up a few of them, and on one of them, he found some scratches, as if something had been dragged across it.

He kept looking through the papers and found one with some handwriting on it. The strokes were strong, which is why there were traces on the other papers.

The handwriting on the paper was very sloppy, showing the writer's inner restlessness. Chen carefully identified it and it seemed to say: Is it him?

There were traces of blood under the words. As Chen was about to put the paper down, he suddenly noticed that underneath the blood stains were some words that could easily be missed if one was not careful.

It was a series of numbers written in a hurry.

2F081215

What does that mean?

Folding the paper and putting it in his pocket, Chen walked silently to the door. He could faintly hear some discussion.

"It's still Dr. Zhao who is amazing, who doesn't panic in danger and keeps things in order."

"How else could he become the director at such a young age?"

"I don't think so. I heard that our hospital had something to do with this guy this time." "Who knows what's behind it...haha!" Chen opened the door without a sound, and the few people standing at the door discussing were taken by surprise. Embarrassment suddenly appeared on their faces. It's always a bit awkward to be caught talking behind someone's back. But Chen's face was blank. At that time, the sound of running footsteps could be heard in the corridor, and several police officers rushed to the scene. Chen silently nodded to them, which was the handover of the scene, and then walked toward the corridor. In his memory, when he passed through the corridor earlier, he saw a row of storage cabinets through the open door of the toilet. On each vertical cabinet, a large letter code was printed. It was this code that Chen remembered.

Is this alphanumeric string the number of the storage room that Xiaoyu left behind?