I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror Chapter 301 - 268: The Agitation in the Morgue

Countless cherry blossom fans rushed from Dragon Country’s live streaming room back to their own.

At this mont, Xiao Ya had arrived at ward number four under Ji Xiang’s guidance.

The plan they discussed was, if soone ca by later, Xiao Ya would be the first to control the situation, with Ji Xiang cleaning up afterward.

"Are you saying your parents are not in the ward, probably out killing soone?"

"Most likely, I pretended to have autism just because I feared these two adulterous murderers would kill to cover the truth!"

"Ah?"

"What do you an, ’Ah’? Why else wouldn’t I speak to anyone during the day? Not only that, but if I expose them as killers, they would slander by saying I have schizophrenia!"

anwhile, Ji Xiang said her stepfather and her biological mother had always enjoyed abusing her since she was little.

In essence, she portrayed herself as a poor, abused soul from childhood.

But Xiao Ya didn’t completely believe it.

This rogue could alter his mories at will, and his words were re fabrications.

All Xiao Ya needed to do later was to coordinate in controlling the situation; no matter what, she would always put her safety first.

Obviously.

The words Ji Xiang said here entirely contradicted what Miao Hui said on Jiang Xiao’s end.

Who was telling the truth, and who was lying?

Jiang Xiao probably didn’t care about truth or falsehood as he himself was invincible in personal combat unless confronted with special circumstances, so he was unlikely to face any danger.

But Xiao Ya, with her frail defenses, couldn’t afford to lose...

Regarding who was lying, the people of Blue Star had already started placing their bets.

The odds were evenly split.

From what could be seen, the words of this mother and son both seed sowhat credible yet not entirely trustworthy.

"So you’re saying Ji Xiang is the mastermind behind this because of the "Reincarnation" reason?"

Miao Hui nodded and then shook her head.

"It was he who took the initiative to ask us to kill the dean."

They had worried because the dean was very strong and difficult to kill.

So the couple planned to gang up two-on-one under Ji Xiang’s command.

"But we didn’t expect that tonight the dean would be with Dr. Qin Shouqi and we were about to give up, but... what we even less expected was that both appeared to have sustained so serious injuries..."

How could they miss such an excellent opportunity?

"What about Yang Tao?"

"No! We really didn’t touch this girl at all! When we arrived, we happened to see Niu Wuliang and Qin Shouqi coming out of the operating room."

Hmm...

Although they fervently denied it, Jiang Xiao still remained skeptical since deceptions are inherently untrustworthy.

"Then why did you just kill... uh, kill Zhang Buren?"

"To make you believe what I say is true."

Everyone: ???

"Are you sick? How does killing him prove your words are true?!"

According to Miao Hui’s statent.

If Zhang Buren hadn’t wanted to die by her hand, he could have struggled or counterattacked.

Even at the simplest point, he didn’t show any bizarre behavior when faced with a life-or-death crisis.

All of these things unmistakably indicated that Zhang Buren had willingly died by Miao Hui’s hand.

Emm...

This explanation was sowhat far-fetched, Jiang Xiao still had doubts, especially since no one had seen her make a move just then.

"Forget it, I’ll go take a look in the mortuary!"

Leaving the big basket to protect Yang Tao, Jiang Xiao went alone to the mortuary on the second floor.

’Click-click-click...’

After pushing open the door, the scene Jiang Xiao saw was similar to what Xiao Ya had seen.

The only difference was he already had ntally prepared himself, so without a word, he lifted the white cloth covering the corpse in the center.

"Hmm, Old Sun really died with his eyes wide open."

His eyes were bulging~

Next, let’s see who hides in the freezer...

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, Jiang Xiao felt an icy hand grasp his arm.

"Uh...heh, heh...tortoise...granson..."

’Crack!’

Without hesitation,

Jiang Xiao turned and gave the pretending-to-be-dead Old Sun a hard smack.

"Old Bi Deng, stop ssing around, I’m busy with serious business right now!"

Old Sun: ???

Visibly, the live-stream audience saw a look of astonishnt and confusion cross the face of Old Sun’s corpse.

Can’t you show so respect?

At least respect my profession, will you?!

Unable to be tough, Old Sun tried a softer approach.

"Boo hoo hoo, tortoise grandson, your grandpa died miserably, so miserably, boo hoo hoo..."

"Don’t you wail at ! You just died from a thrombosis triggered again by Qin Shouqi, right? Don’t make your death sound so tragic, you didn’t die with any dignity at all."

After finishing, as if worried that Old Sun would continue to annoy him, Jiang Xiao let loose two more hard smacks.

Emm...

Dying from a stroke, indeed, doesn’t sound great, and is certainly not sothing worth boasting about.

With Jiang Xiao’s two forceful smacks, Old Sun was montarily plunged into an existential crisis.

He just kept sobbing softly, feeling like a waste of space when he was alive, and now dead, he thought he’d have his mont, but even in death, he was worse off than when alive.

...

Huh?

As Jiang Xiao was checking the bodies one by one, he paused. Why had that weepy Old Bi Deng suddenly gone quiet?

At the sa ti, he felt that familiar sense of being watched~

Turning around, he found that sohow, the bodies he had checked were all standing up.

Old Sun Number Two and the other bodies were munching on the corpse of Old Sun Number One...

"Tasty?" asked Jiang Xiao.

A question mark slowly ford in the minds of the crowd.

Clearly, the "Tasty?" had sowhat silenced them.

Usually, wouldn’t people scream or start running frantically at this mont?

Asking us if it’s tasty, what’s that supposed to an?

What, you want to have a taste too?

"Are you coming one by one or all at once? I know you can’t talk and you aren’t afraid of pain, right?"

These people felt all too familiar to Jiang Xiao.

Weren’t they just like those from room number ten in Madman Villa, who had once surrounded him?

These were mostly beings who had died once already.

Back then, relying on a Mini Lolita Gatling, he had sprayed wildly for over ten minutes, finally achieving a godlike feat.

Those bodies hadn’t expected Jiang Xiao would outright state their characteristics.

They could also sense this man’s fearlessness, probably having sothing up his sleeve.

For a mont, they were stumped on whether to attack or to retreat back into the freezers; they were just stuck.

And Jiang Xiao couldn’t help feeling sowhat proud.

As the old Dean had said, traveling thousands of miles beats reading thousands of books.

He had recognized in an instant that they were not humans!

Considering his repeated ventures into and out of Kaidan.

Now, almost nothing could leave Jiang Xiao puzzled or shocked.

Of course, scenarios requiring intellectual engagent excluded.

Maybe because they felt they had already died once, they shouldn’t be so fearful.

Thus, not the smartest of the lot, the big basket corpse struck a crab-like bodybuilding pose, then decided to take the lead.