Hua Haoming, seeing he couldn't get anything out of Wen Qiu, took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door.
Xia Bai and Lin Xiang both watched him. After opening the bathroom door, he suddenly closed it again, his hand gripping the doorframe.
Lin Xiang felt as if his legs were weak, but he was a top-20 player, so how could that happen?
The more this happened, the more nervous Lin Xiang became. He felt like this dormitory was a haunted house haunted by evil spirits. His breathing became heavier, and he asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Hua Haoming spoke softly after more than ten seconds. "If you want to know, go and see for yourself."
Lin Xiang was like a silly cat. Clearly terrified, yet incredibly curious, he was lured in and pushed the door open.
"Ugh!—"
Lin Xiang bent over, holding onto the doorframe, and vomited.
Meng Tianyou, who had followed him, saw Lin Xiang push the door open. Xia Bai, approaching the bathroom, moved his phone's flashlight over to him. He screamed, collapsed to the ground, and burst into tears.
Xia Bai turned on his phone's flashlight to see what was happening, but Meng Tianyou saw it, and of course, he saw the scene himself.
He walked over and helped Lin Xiang to the bed, then went into the bathroom to take a closer look.
The crying grew louder, more painful and terrifying. After looking around, Xia Bai walked over to Meng Tianyou, reached out and gently patted his shoulder, and said skillfully, "My condolences."
"Does she need to be buried?" Xia Bai had a unique way of comforting people. He said, "I will fix the deceased's face and body, and help her return to her complete state before death."
Meng Tianyou didn't know if he had listened, and it took a long time for him to react. After a while, he murmured, "You can, Xia Bai... You can, Mom... Forensic medicine..."
Xia Bai nodded.
In the dormitory, the four of them, one leaning against the wall, two slumped in a trance, and he quickly ran to the dormitory downstairs.
Thankfully, their dormitory was already dilapidated and damp, unlike the real-life Heping Medical College dormitories, but the things they brought with them were still there, not consumed by the game.
Xia Bai pulled out a cloth bag from his blue and white snakeskin bag and quickly returned to the bathroom in Room 405.
The bathroom door was half-closed, and the four people outside could not see the details of Xia Bai's movements. By the time they gradually recovered, no longer nauseous and vomiting, with weak legs and fear, Xia Bai's work was done.
He carried Meng Qing out of the bloody and filthy bathroom cleanly.
Only then did they realize that Xia Bai, who looked frail, was actually very strong and could easily carry a 1.7-meter-tall woman out as a princess.
Meng Qing's long hair hung down from his arms, wet but without a trace of blood. Her body was the same. She was wearing a clean pink shirt and gray wide-leg pants. Her eyes were quietly closed, clean and peaceful, as if she had died in her sleep, completely separated from the bloody scene just now.
"She is very clean." Xia Bai said, talking about this mother who was a bit of a germaphobe.
When Meng Tianyou saw Meng Qing like this, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes and he called out "Mom" in a hoarse voice.
Hua Haoming ripped a sheet from the bed and spread it on the ground. Xia Bai put Meng Qing on it, and Meng Tianyou immediately stumbled over.
Unfortunately, not long after he held Meng Qing's hand, the dormitory manager came with the school security guard and forcibly took Meng Qing's body away.
Meng Tianyou tried to grab it, but was kicked against the wall by the security guard.
The dormitory manager's wrinkled face twisted into a withered chrysanthemum, "How can you leave the body in the dormitory? You must take it away!"
Then she caught their mistake and scolded them, "The lights are out, why are you in the girls' dormitory? Do you still want to affect the school work?"
Others did not dare to disobey them and could only watch them take Meng Qing away, while Meng Tianyou cried bitterly.
Lin Xiang leaned on the window and looked out, "They took Aunt Meng to the morgue. Are the cadavers in the morgue really as we guessed, the students and teachers who died in the school?"
At present, it seems possible, but it is not certain.
"Did you find anything?" Hua Haoming asked Xia Bai, and then looked at Wen Qiu.
Wen Qiu had almost recovered, but her breath still trembled as she recalled what she had just seen. "I heard the sound of running water in the bathroom again tonight. When I went to check, she had her back to me, looking like she was sitting on the floor taking a shower. When she turned around, I saw her chest was empty, and there was a red, gooey mass in front of her body."
Lin Xiang rubbed his hands, desperate for water to calm them. "It was the same, but she had already fallen to the ground when I saw it, so I saw it more... intuitively."
Meng Tianyou was still in a trance, his brain probably not functioning properly.
Finally, the three of them looked at Xia Bai. They knew Xia Bai had the clearest view and had even reconstructed Meng Qing's body.
It's said that corpses can actually speak, and forensic pathologists can communicate with the deceased through corpses and uncover many clues. Xia Bai majored in forensic medicine. Although he hadn't yet begun formal training, he looked like a semi-experienced undertaker, so he might be able to discover something.
Xia Bai lived up to their expectations, delivering a conclusion that startled all three of them.
He began by explaining the trigger for his conclusion. "I said she was clean because she was clean on her own, not because I cleaned her. She's so clean, even her insides are spotless."
The three immediately thought of the pile of things around Meng Qing. Indeed, it appeared clean, though each of them only glanced at it vaguely with horror.
Lin Xiang: "Xia Bai, you're not, you're not saying..."
Xia Bai: "She was in the bathroom, with the shower running, sitting there, cleaning her insides."
The three were shocked. Even Meng Tianyou looked up, stunned, and stared at Xia Bai.
Xia Bai continued: "Wen Qiu heard the sound of water running in the bathroom that first night, so she must have been showering. She was showering normally that night, but she washed too hard and rubbed her skin, causing the blood."
How much rubbing would it take to cause so much blood?
Wen Qiu had the most direct and horrified experience of this. That night, the bathroom drain seemed clogged, but when she checked the next morning, the bathroom was spotless again.
Lin Xiang: "It's completely different from Song Mingliang's situation. What's going on?"
Xia Bai said the key, "Have you forgotten, she has a bit of mysophobia."
"Yes." Lin Xiang thought of the first morning in this game. Meng Qing saw that Meng Tianyou's shoes were a little dirty, and immediately squatted down to wipe them for him. "But it's not a very serious mysophobia. I don't think she can tolerate the grease in the restaurant."
Meng Tianyou was in a trance and couldn't speak. Wen Qiu's words as Meng Qing's roommate were the most convincing, "She does have mild mysophobia, and it's not that serious."
"At the beginning she had mild mysophobia. She would wipe Meng Tianyou's dirty shoes. Later, she went to the morgue, and her mysophobia worsened. When she saw Meng Tianyou who had just taken a shower, she wanted to wipe him with alcohol wipes. This was just during the day. In the middle of the night, it is no longer normal."
The three of them were stunned.
Xia Bai: "This mysophobia has been magnified and distorted to a terrifying, inhuman degree. She feels that not only is the outside dirty, but the inside is also unbearably dirty, so she cleanses herself thoroughly from the outside in."
Lin Xiang said excitedly: "That's right! Xia Bai, you are amazing!"
This time, Hua Haoming did not complain in his heart that Lin Xiang was a Xia fan. This was indeed the most crucial and clearest clue to a pattern they had discovered since entering the game.
Xia Bai looked at Meng Tianyou next to him, and finally confirmed, "Are we right? She is a little mysophobic?"
Meng Tianyou laughed, then cried, laughed and cried for a while, then lowered his head, "She didn't have mysophobia originally. She was a waitress in a restaurant. How could she have mysophobia?" "
Later, she gave birth to me with a rich man who had a wife. The man divorced her and didn't marry her. He said she was dirty, and his wife also said she was dirty. She went home that day and locked herself in the bathroom for more than three hours. Since then, she began to love cleanliness." "
Is it clean like this? Does this mean you are a clean person with mysophobia?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his laughter.
Lin Xiang couldn't listen any longer, he stood up and said: "Others can say that she has problems with her character as a mistress, we can say that she is selfish, but you as her son have no right to say that about her, she is at least a good mother, she has done nothing wrong to you!"
They all thought of the first time Meng Tianyou was chosen, Meng Qing was so scared that she almost collapsed, but she still walked into the morgue for Meng Tianyou without hesitation.
Today during the day, Song Qiang asked Meng Tianyou if he wanted to go in place of Meng Qing. Meng Qing was already abnormal, but she still murmured that Meng Tianyou couldn't go, and walked into the morgue again.
They didn't know if alienated people had clear thinking, whether they could realize that they were no longer normal human beings, they only thought of the way Meng Qing looked at Meng Tianyou with empty eyes when she came out of the morgue for the second time.
Meng Tianyou chuckled. "She gave birth to me, and she's been good to me. She just wanted to use me to marry that man."
Lin Xiang: "So she risked her life for you in a horror game? She died for you in the game, so you can get married?"
"Stop talking about that." Hua Haoming had seen a lot of similar things and people in the game, so he stopped the meaningless conversation. "Since Meng Qing is a mysophobia-stricken, twisted and alienated person, then what about Song Mingliang?"
Xia Bai thought for a moment. "Maybe voyeurism."
Lin Xiang: "Ah! Yes! Yes, yes, yes, that fits!"
"Wait! Where's Song Mingliang?" he suddenly asked.
Xia Bai said, "When I went downstairs just now, I found him standing at the door of Room 405."
Hua Haoming glanced outside. "He's gone."
Lin Xiang: "He was desperately trying to get into our dormitory last night. Song Qiang was afraid something might happen, so he didn't come up. He's in our dormitory!"
The three of them exchanged glances and immediately ran out.
"Xia Bai," Meng Tianyou suddenly called out.
"Huh?" Xia Bai turned to look at him blankly.
Meng Tianyou, who had been lowering his head, raised his head and looked at him, "I used to think so."
After saying this, tears immediately flooded his face again.
Xia Bai knew which sentence this sentence corresponded to. He said "hmm" and said nothing else, and went to chase Lin Xiang and Hua Haoming.
Lin Xiang said as he ran in front, "It's okay, they should be fine. If something big happened, there would be a sound, like Wen Qiu's scream."
He was wrong.
He missed a possibility and wanted to scream but couldn't.
Song Qiang's mouth was completely cracked.
In a way they couldn't imagine.