"Is anyone?"

On the dark corridor, Shen Zifan walked towards the depths where he could not see the end, and he asked softly to the darkness.

He was not afraid of exposure, because he was coming up in a straightforward manner in the elevator, he must have been in the other party's sight. He was in the dark and the enemy was in the dark. He seemed to feel a pair of bloodshot eyes peeking at his every move.

The consultation hall on the first floor of the Presbyterian Church was never as quiet as it was. There were no figures on the dark corridor. There were rows of locked doors and windows on the left, and guardrails on the right. Looking out the railing, New York City sleeping in the night was sleeping in the night.

"Radical Department...Orthopedics...Neurosurgery..." Every time I pass a closed white door, Shen Zifan would subconsciously glance at the room name marked on the metal door sign next to the door.

Along the way, there were closed doors and locked windows. This floor seemed to have become a place where no one was. The trio of darkness, silence and loneliness took turns to beat and wipe out people's will. The fear of unknown things in their emotions is infinitely magnified here.

But these are just commonplace for Shen Zifan, a boy who has night vision eyes and has been lonely for seventeen years.

"I want to attack my heart with these things? Is this the scarecrow's trick? A boring trick!" Shen Zifan sneered.

But as he gradually walked, Shen Zifan frowned. He found that things were not as simple as he thought, because he had been walking for a long time and a long time, and was so long that he could walk through any hospital corridor. What was even more creepy was that he could no longer see the glimmer of light from the elevator when he turned around. The words on the metal door signs of the department next to him were repeated and rotated again and again.

"Radical, orthopedic, neurosurgery...Radical, orthopedic, neurosurgery...Radical, orthopedic, neurosurgery..."

This road is really long, so long that there is no end or way out; the surroundings are really quiet, so quiet that you can only hear your heavy breathing and heartbeat; the night is really dark, and the darkness obscures all the light and hope...

These negative emotions and senses are being infinitely amplified. Shen Zifan felt that his throat was very uncomfortable, and he was so thirsty that he was about to smoke. His consciousness became very anxious and distracted, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world and fell into such a dark hell of endless reincarnation.

"You can choose to die, the scarecrow will forgive you..."

In the darkness, there was a voice lingering in Shen Zifan's ears, sometimes far away and sometimes near. The man seemed to be far away in the sky, and also whispered in his ears, just like a generous God forgiving the sinful people of the world, carrying a divine and irresistible magic.

"Looking back on your life of sin, you have too many sins to repent, you suffer, you are upset, you regret, you are longing for forgiveness and liberation, and now you can choose to end all this, you don't need to continue suffering anymore, death is your only and eternal liberation..."

The magic sound was heard, and Shen Zifan couldn't help but climbed up the fence and stood at a high place. One step forward was a drop of 60 meters above the ground. When he fell at this height, even the mixed-race species with a tough body would inevitably be so handsome that they would be so handsome.

"Just take a step forward, just take a step forward, you don't need to survive in pain and struggle, cry in helplessness and repentance, you will find your home under the guidance of the scarecrow..."

Shen Zifan took half a step and leaned forward slightly. He was about to fall into the boundless darkness.

"Wait a minute, I'll interrupt." Shen Zifan suddenly made a sound to interrupt the echoing sound in the darkness, and he took back the foot he had just stepped out.

"...What else do you have to be confused?" someone answered.

"I heard you talk so much after talking for a long time. I don't know yet. What sins do I have to repent?" Shen Zifan asked in confusion.

"There are too many sins in a person's life that need to be repentant, for example...you..." In the darkness, the voice stuttered a little.

"I...I...I...I'm what I do!" Shen Zifan said angrily: "When I see the old lady crossing the road, I will take the initiative to help her, and when I see the bullying on campus, I will stop her. I insist on feeding stray cats every day. You can go and inquire. The cats near my house are so familiar with me. I never owe money and don't pay them back. Even the four-beautiful knife that owes my senior brother Finger secretly put into his drawer..."

"The most overwhelming thing I have ever done is to not listen to the lectures in class, and occasionally bully the big yellow dog in the convenience store downstairs. Then, some time ago, I knocked out a man named Yada Yu who said rudely to me... Are you sure these things will make me suffer, annoy, regret, and need me to repent with death?"

"..." No one answered in the darkness.

"You want to use darkness and loneliness to devour my positive emotions first, and to infinitely amplify my inner fear; then you want to use your ability to make the mistakes I have made in my life pass by like a flash in front of me, and finally use your voice to deceive me, so that I can become death is liberation?"

"I won't say that your playful tricks are probably useful to ordinary people. Any mixed-race species with stronger willpower will not be bewitched by you, right? And I'm sorry, darkness and loneliness have been something I have experienced since childhood, so I don't feel at all when you use these to deal with me."

"I almost thought the Scarecrow was a very powerful character who could play with people's hearts, but it turned out to be this? That's it? I'm really disappointed, bah! Trash!" Shen Zifan rolled his eyes disdainfully.

No one responded in the darkness for a long time. The voice seemed to be as if Shen Zifan had nothing to say. Finally, the lights on the corridor lit up in rows, the darkness was dispersed, and the surroundings became the normal environment on the 16th floor of the Presbyterian Hospital.

"Just this mentality is more like a psychology expert. The trick of playing tricks is really disgusting." Shen Zifan shouted and cursed.

This is his strategy, and judging from the results, Shen Zifan's plan was actually implemented better than he thought.

When he first entered the 16th floor, Shen Zifan felt a warning that he should have entered the other party's ability. In fact, he had countless more direct response methods, but he did not use them, but chose a more dangerous and time-consuming method.

Don’t you want to bewitch my mind? No problem, I, Shen Zifan, let you bewitch me.

I will use your most proud psychological warfare to make you come back without any help, and even let you see how ridiculous the skills you are proud of are!

Sure enough, the Scarecrow was directly broken by Shen Zifan's words! This series of ridicule was not very aggressive, but extremely insulting!
Chapter completed!