Nursing homes are not public places, so outsiders cannot be allowed to enter and exit casually. Shang Yan stood at the door and thought about it for a while, and suddenly, a shaking figure inside the gate of the nursing home caught his attention.

"Hmm?" Shang Yan quickly looked over, but before he could see clearly what the thing was, the thing had disappeared.

"It seemed like someone was hiding there and watching me just now." Shang Yan frowned.

At this time, a man and a woman passed by, who looked about in their early forties and were about to walk towards the nursing home.

Shang Yan had an idea and hurriedly followed.

Since you have no reason to go in, if you are discovered by the guardians in the nursing home after breaking in private, it may arouse others' suspicion. Then follow these two people and pretend to be their children, and you will have an identity that can be disguised.

In the yard of the nursing home, there are many elderly people walking in the shade. They either walk with crutches or move with wheelchairs. In short, they don’t look very energetic and a little depressed.

I don’t know if it’s because the weather is too hot or because I’m old.

When he walked into the nursing home hall, Shang Yan suddenly felt that the temperature around seemed to drop suddenly. He glanced around and found no air conditioner.

"Strange, it's very cool here." Shang Yan said inwardly.

Following the man and woman, he came outside a room. After they entered it, Shang Yan secretly recorded the room number and started to act on his own.

The deeper I walked into the corridor, the cooler the temperature became. The doors of the rooms were closed, and you could see the elderly inside lying on the bed, eyes looking at the ceiling, and I didn't know what they were doing.

"Hey, it's safe, come out quickly." Shang Yan opened the big pocket of his pants, and the two mice immediately ran out of it.

"Can you still smell it? Find that guy for me." Shang Yan whispered.

"Well! The smell here is so smelly, a disgusting smell." The two mice expressed disgust in an instant.

"Smell?" Shang Yan sniffed it hard, but he didn't smell anything.

"Order area!Order area!" The big mouse immediately planned to light a cigarette to smoke to suppress shock.

But Shang Yan immediately snatched its cigarette: "Are you crazy? Smoking here, what if someone finds it?"

"I can't stand it anymore, this smell is too smelly."

"Have you bear it, just help me find that thing, and I will buy you a good cigarette after I go out." Shang Yan said.

"What is a cigarette?" the big mouse asked in wonder.

Shang Yan shook the cigarette in his hand: "This is a pack of cigarettes, and ten packs of cigarettes are called one. Do you know now?"

Big Rat: (?д?) Really?

Shang Yan nodded: "Of course."

"Okay, then I'll bear it. Now I'll take you to find that person." The big mouse was in high spirits and immediately stood up and sniffed the smell in the air.

The little mouse lay next to Shang Yan, looking around with a little vigilant look, and it could be seen that it was very nervous.

"Here." After the big mouse confirmed, he immediately ran out in one direction.

Shang Yan followed with great strides and soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After he left, a dim figure suddenly appeared on the spot.

...

It was obviously a nursing home, but strangely, the corridor was extremely quiet and there were no people. Only Shang Yan was walking on the empty corridor.

The sound of footsteps.

Because it was daytime and there was no light on, and there were no windows in this corridor, the entire light was surprisingly dark, and it was already so far that I could not see my fingers.

Not far away, I don’t know how many meters or more than ten meters away, a green pass light was emitting a faint green light.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong.

The more he walked forward, the more Shang Yan felt his heart beating very fast, and finally it sounded like he was beating in his ears.

"What's wrong." Shang Yan immediately stopped and reached out to press his chest.

Bang!

"Hurry up, I can't do it alone again."

"Do you want to inform his family?"

"What notification is that the old guy's children will transfer money regularly every month, but when do they have contact with us?"

"Then now?"

"Your benefits are indispensable when dealing with the old method.

The moment he heard the sound in front of him, Shang Yan's heart trembled and he quickly ran towards a room next to him.

Open the door and rush in, close the door softly, and finish it in one go.

"Huh!" Shang Yan sighed relieved by leaning against the door panel.

"Hey!" At this time, Shang Yan suddenly remembered something. The two mice seemed to be still outside. I hope they were smarter and knew to hide in the dark so that they would not be discovered by others.

Shang Yan, who came to his senses, began to check the room he hid in.

I saw that the room was quite large, with four iron beds placed, each of which seemed to be a human body, but because they were covered with a white sheet, Shang Yan couldn't see clearly what they looked like.

The whole room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the white curtains covered both windows, covering the light outside the window.

"Damn, why is this place so much like a morgue?" Shang Yan frowned and walked towards one of the iron beds with his hands and feet.

Even if you are here, you should satisfy your curiosity and see what is under the white sheets.

He reached out and grabbed the bed sheet, lifted it open, and a face covered with gray and white spots was immediately imprinted into Shang Yan's eyes.

"Uh!" The old man's originally pursed mouth slightly opened a gap and made a very hoarse voice.

"What, he is a living person." Shang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "Is this nursing home sick? I'll cover my face. What if I hold my breath?"

So Shang Yan put the sheet on the old man's neck and turned around and walked towards the window.

He didn't notice that the old man lying on the bed twisted his neck extremely stiffly, and there was a sound of clattering bones twisting in his neck. His dark eyes were staring at Shang Yan's back, his expression a little gloomy.

"It's strange that the windows are covered in broad daylight. Is there something outside?" Shang Yan quietly pulled open a trace of curtains, intending to see what's outside.

But what he didn't expect was that the window that appeared in front of him was not a window, but a concave space. On the walls of this space, a brass cross that was one person tall was inlaid, and a thin old man without clothes was being nailed to the cross in a "ten" posture.
Chapter completed!