The doctor hated it so much that he could only agree.

"Well, no problem, don't worry, we will take good care of the suspect."

After the dean drank the tea, his face finally became much more normal, and his attitude became much more kind.

The doctor stretched out his hand to push the nurse, "Quickly, do something now. I will try to hold him down first."

The nurse whispered, "What shall I do?"

"You go to Police Officer Ye, hurry up. Now the Dean's attitude has eased a bit. I guess it's not a big problem after a delay of 20 minutes."

"Well. I'm going now."

The nurse nodded, turned and ran.

The dean found the two of them muttering and ran away, and couldn't help being surprised.

"How did she go?"

"Oh, she said the patients in the ward downstairs are waiting for her to deliver the medicine."

"Well, let her go. By the way, what else do you want to report?"

"Also, it's—"

The doctor scratched his scalp and thought hard. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered the old Wang in the data room. He said that he came to the dean for the sake of him? Why did you forget about it? Immediately cough twice.

"Dean, I went to the reference room just now, and Pharaoh took me and talked a big deal."

"What did Lao Wang say? By the way, he was asked to work overtime last night. Did he work overtime?"

"Of course it was working overtime, otherwise, how could he say so much?"

The dean sips, frowning, thoughtful.

"The dean, according to Old Wang, the little monster was spitting bubbles in the bottle with a gurgling voice. He also said that the little monster was laughing. Anyway, he said it had a nose and eyes, just like the truth. Dean, you say That gadget is dead long ago, where can I still spit bubbles?"

The dean said, "Pharaoh told you that, have you checked the body of that little monster?"

The doctor nodded, "I checked and found nothing abnormal. It's exactly the same as before. Moreover, Officer Ye and Writer Zhuang stayed with Lao Wang in the data room last night. They didn't leave until dawn. As a result, Officer Ye and Writer Zhuang didn't notice anything. From my point of view, the Pharaoh had specified hallucinations."

When the dean heard the word illusion, his eyelids twitched and his eyes became much harsher.

The doctor was scared and quickly explained, "Dean, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you, it's Pharaoh."

The dean snorted coldly, "Go on, is there anything else to report?"

At this time, the dean’s eyes were cold, and he was obviously seeing off the guests. The doctor couldn’t help but shiver. He stretched out his head and looked out. Ye Tian hasn’t come yet, so he must not leave now because he walked on his front foot. The long hind legs can open the freezer and take out the half of the head.

But in a hurry, the doctor couldn't find the topic anymore, and the cold sweat on his forehead was anxiously falling down.

The dean tweeted, "Doctor, you seem to be very anxious, I don't know why you are so anxious? You are all sweating."

"This--"

The doctor still couldn't find the topic, but couldn't turn around and leave, so he froze in place.

The dean put down the tea cup and reached out to turn over the desk calendar on the table.

"Oh, I’m really busy today. I forgot to turn over the desk calendar. I am confused. Yesterday has passed. Today is a new day. It’s a new day. It’s already fifteen. The moon will be full in the evening. There will be a full moon. Somehow, every time I get to the full moon night, my mood becomes weird."

The doctor listened, was happy, and said to his heart, isn't this full moon just a ready topic?

"The dean, the old king said that tonight is the night of the full moon, and the little monster has specified a big move. He also said that the little monster vomited bubbles in the bottle before, or made a strange laugh. It is to pave the way for the big move tonight, and it will definitely be tossing hard tonight."

The smile on the dean's face froze, and frowned, "Is that what Old Wang really said?"

"Yeah, that's what he said. This old **** babbles all day long, burns incense and lights candles in the data room. The data room is now smoky by him. I just went in and the smoke caused me Smoked enough."

The dean sighed, "In fact, Lao Wang was not like this before. I don't know from which year, when he met a master, he became savvy, and he burned incense and worshiped Buddha when he was fine. It is not a day or two. Seeing that he has been in the hospital for a long time, if he doesn't cause any major incidents, let him go. I don't believe that he burns incense and candles and can light up our house."

"But Dean, this time is different, Lao Wang said, the little monster must make big moves tonight."

The dean jerked, stood up, and walked around the window.

"It looks like something is going to happen tonight."

The doctor was surprised, "Dean, do you believe what Lao Wang said?"

"There have been too many evil incidents in our hospital recently, so it's better to believe them."

"Then Dean, what should we do now?"

The dean thought for a moment, and said in a serious tone, "You go to Lao Wang now and let him continue to work overtime tonight."

The doctor was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, "Huh?"

"Ah what? Tell him to work overtime."

The dean's voice was stern, and there was no room for any objection at all.

The doctor smiled awkwardly, "But I just came out of the data room, and Pharaoh himself said to me that he will come to you in a while and said he said that he will not work overtime tonight."

"How can it work? He has to work overtime tonight. Go and call Lao Wang for me."

"But Lao Wang said that tonight is very evil and he doesn't want to work overtime."

The dean slapped the table and said angrily, "This matter is not for him, you go call him, and go quickly. As the administrator of the data room, how can I lose the chain at a critical moment? Tonight, he must give I stayed in the data room."

The doctor nodded and turned to leave. Suddenly he remembered that he could not leave the dean's room now. His current task is to drag the dean. Otherwise, once he walks away, the dean must open the freezer next.

No, you can't go, you have to drag the head of the hospital, even if you talk to him.

The doctor coughed and coughed again, "Dean, what do you think about this full moon night?"

The dean frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

"It's boring, I just want to know if the stories about the corpses that are described in movies and TV dramas and novels that mutate on the night of the full moon are true."

"Of course it's not true. The director and the writer of the novel deliberately rendered the plot in order to gain attention. In fact, how can there be any corpse?"

"But before, those mutilated bodies went upstairs collectively, trying to attack you, how can you explain it?"

"This--"

The dean was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"Similarly, and the half of the head in the freezer, aren't these weird phenomena all corpses?"

The dean was choked, unable to speak for a long while.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense anymore, you can find Lao Wang for me now and ask him to come and see me right away."