Chapter 171: The Long Easter (Part 6)

"The condition of the patient in Room 2 still needs to be observed. In addition, the dosage of the two patients on the 4th floor yesterday has been changed. Go to Nurse Jenny to get the prescription. Also, focus on Ward 13. When he was struggling yesterday, his arm joint was dislocated…"

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Schiller, wearing a white coat, walked quickly through the hallway, explaining to the nurse behind him while walking. When he walked into the office, Brand was leaning on the sofa, squinting his eyes for a nap. Hearing the movement, he woke up with a start, sneezed, and said with a hoarse voice: "You're here? How are the patients?"

Schiller shook his head, put down the medical record in his hand, and then said: "Not optimistic. 5 more people were admitted yesterday, and the symptoms of one of the boys are very serious. I have to go over later."

"You go, leave it to me here."

As he said, Brand stood up and walked to the coffee machine, intending to pour himself a cup of coffee. Schiller said: "Give me a concentrated one too… two cups, I'm a bit sleepy."

"You only feel sleepy now? I really thank God! You have been working continuously for more than 50 hours, right?"

Schiller yawned and said: "It's okay. After I finish dealing with the boy's situation, I will go to sleep."

After speaking, he took the coffee from Brand and left.

Arriving at a ward on the 5th floor, pushing open the door, a boy on the hospital bed was like a beast suddenly awakened, starting to struggle crazily on the bed. If his arms hadn't been tied to the guardrail, he might have jumped up and pounced on Schiller now.

Schiller didn't care about his reaction but walked to his bedside, frowning to observe his reaction.

Schiller knew that he couldn't diagnose according to normal mental cases because all the cases admitted in this day and night had the same symptoms. This was obviously not a natural onset.

If it wasn't a natural onset, the cause of the disease might become very strange, and it might also be mixed with some occult elements. There was almost no way to analyze such cases by modern medical means, but so far, Schiller hadn't found a good treatment method.

While Schiller was thinking, the Gray Mist in his body sent a brainwave: "I can…"

"What? You can what?"

"You want to check, right? I can do it…"

Schiller asked suspiciously: "How do you plan to check?"

"You touch him with one hand…"

Schiller followed what the Gray Mist said, reached out a hand to touch the boy's shoulder. The boy twisted his head desperately, wanting to bite Schiller's hand with a ferocious face, but as a trace of gray mist that was almost invisible drifted into his body, the boy gradually calmed down.

A series of brainwave feedback returned to Schiller's brain, letting him recognize certain functions in the human body from another more intuitive perspective.

He asked the Gray Mist in his brain: "When did you learn this?"

"You take your hand away."

Schiller hesitated for a moment. After taking his hand away, he found that he suddenly possessed another person's perspective, which was the boy's perspective, and he was looking at the ceiling at this time.

Schiller said with some surprise: "Did you split?"

The symbiont sent a series of negative emotions. Immediately after, a wisp of gray mist drifted out of the boy's body and returned to Schiller. The second perspective disappeared, as if it had never existed. The symbiont didn't have any changes and didn't have another consciousness.

"I am different from them." The symbiont's voice came: "I am mist. Mist was not a whole in the first place…"

Next, in the brainwaves sent by the symbiont, Schiller understood that because of the difference in its existence form, the Gray Mist had a great difference from other symbionts. Because its own form was mist, it couldn't split, or rather, it was split all the time.

Other symbionts were also composed of symbiont factors, but Venom's symbiont factors were glued together. Once separated, they became two independent individuals.

But the Gray Mist's symbiont factors were not connected in the first place and were scattered. Even if cut, at most the distance was pulled away, and it was still a whole.

"Then you can't reproduce offspring like other symbionts?"

"I can. As long as I actively give up that part of the factors, it will become another symbiont."

Schiller nodded and then said: "That is to say, you can attach to others, and the part attached to others still listens to your instructions, and I can indirectly control others through you?"

The Gray Mist sent an affirmative brainwave, saying: "But the control power of the factors is limited, and it cannot perform precise actions. It can only understand his state, and the farther the distance, the weaker the information sent back."

"Why didn't you say so before?" Schiller asked.

"It didn't work before. There is food everywhere lately, and I am so full, so it works."

"Food everywhere??" Schiller asked suspiciously: "Could it be those rainwaters? Those rainwaters also have an effect on you?"

"Like alcohol." The symbiont gave the answer: "Like fear venom, it tastes good and is very filling."

Schiller touched his chin. He thought, rainwater also has an effect on symbionts, which means there are certain substances in the rainwater that can stimulate symbionts.

He thought again, that unlucky guy Venom really had no appetite. If he followed him back to Cat Getan, the whole city would be food, so why still miss those few chocolate balls?

Afterward, Schiller let the Gray Mist attach to the boy's body and conducted a comprehensive examination. Afterward, he discovered an unknown substance in the boy's blood, which was the culprit leading to his madness and excitement.

Schiller didn't act rashly because he didn't know what the cause of this substance was. Based on the attitude of being responsible for the patient, he felt it would be safer to find out the culprit before treating him, so he took back the Gray Mist and planned to observe again.

While Schiller was trying to soothe the patient's emotions with Gray Mist, Victor's phone call came again. He said on the other side: "Come quickly, something happened."

Schiller heard Victor's serious tone. He returned to the office, changed his clothes, and then headed to Cat Getan University.

Just as he entered the school gate, he saw two police cars parked on the avenue. Walking further, a group of people surrounded a circle, and the police were pulling the cordon and shouting: "Move away!! All move away!!!"

Schiller walked over. The young police officer was about to stop him, but an older police officer next to him pulled his colleague and said: "Professor Rodriguez, right? Detective Gordon will be here soon. You go in first."

Schiller nodded to him and walked quickly into the cordon. He saw Victor standing next to a police car, and a policeman was questioning him.

Schiller walked over and asked: "What exactly happened?"

As he said, he looked behind the police car. There seemed to be a falling scene there. A figure was lying on the ground, and blood was splashed everywhere.

"Xie Dun is dead." Victor said. He turned his head to look at the falling scene and said: "Fell from the balcony of his office, 8 stories high, died on the spot."

"What exactly happened? Tell me."

Victor shook his head and said: "I don't know either. You should know that there is a shortage of manpower recently, and many students have fallen ill. I am busy subduing patients on one hand and chasing their common points on the other."

Victor glanced at the police officer who was writing furiously and continued: "Originally, I was busy and dizzy. Principal Xie Dun suddenly called me and asked me to go to his office, so I had to put down the work in my hand and rush to the administrative building…"

"I entered the administrative building as usual. Just as I walked to the 4th floor, I saw a black shadow fall from the window in the stairwell, and then I heard a 'bang' sound. When I looked down from the window again, I saw Xie Dun's corpse."

"To be honest…" Schiller patted Victor on the shoulder and said: "Your description makes your suspicion increase by 30% out of thin air. When Gordon comes later, don't say that."

"But what I said is the truth…"

"You can beautify this process a little bit. For example, you and Xie Dun had a pleasant conversation on the phone. He strongly requested you to gather in his office. You refused repeatedly but couldn't, so you had to go to the administrative building…"

"And because the building cracked, leading to a power outage, the elevator couldn't be used, so you had to climb the stairs. Because you are a researcher who can't even truss a chicken, you were physically exhausted when you climbed to the third floor. You climbed to the fourth floor panting and rested by the window sill, and then you saw an unknown black shadow fall."

"You were shocked and your legs were trembling, so you ran out of the stairwell without thinking and called the police."

"Don't forget…" Schiller reminded Victor: "You are an outsider, not a local of Cat Getan. Only locals of Cat Getan will be so calm when seeing someone fall from a building."

"I found out after I came here that this damn place is quite suitable for me." Victor shrugged: "I don't know why, but I have no feeling for corpses and blood. I am a bit too calm."

Soon, another police car stopped, and Gordon rushed out of the car door. Then he saw Schiller at first glance, and then he took a deep breath and walked up quickly. He first stretched his head to look at the corpse and then walked to Schiller's side, looking at him with suspicion.

"This is not what I did. The eyewitness is here." Schiller pushed Victor forward a step, and Victor explained to Gordon: "The thing is like this…"

Victor repeated the statement Schiller told him. Hearing Gordon frown, he said: "Your story is a bit too outrageous. How could it be… Oh, wait, you are an outsider, right? … Then it's reasonable."

"Locals of Cat Getan will only curse 'shit' when they see someone fall from a building, and then keep complaining to me that blood and brains dirty the ground, asking us to wash the ground quickly…"

"Regardless, let's go see the scene first."

Several people bypassed the police car and came within the cordon. Xie Dun's corpse lay in the middle of the road.

Schiller took a look and said: "His luck is not very good. He happened to fall on a sharp corner of the cracked road, otherwise, there would still be a chance to survive."

Gordon waved his hand, and a group of police officers began to investigate the crime scene, and then moved the corpse to the car and took it back for autopsy.

Gordon stood at the place where Xie Dun fell and looked up. The 8th floor of the administrative building was still lit. He turned to Schiller and Victor and said: "I am sorry, you two, but according to the regular handling process, you cannot participate in the next things, and the eyewitness Mr. Victor Fries needs to go with us…"

"As for you, Professor Rodriguez, I am afraid you have to wait for the summons."

What surprised Gordon was that neither of these two people expressed any objection. Victor cooperated very well and got into the police car with the police officer, and Schiller didn't insist on participating in the case investigation but turned and left.

Before leaving, Schiller also said to Gordon: "Although I am willing to cooperate with you to investigate the case, there are too many patients in Arkham Asylum recently, and I have to put their life safety first…"

"I heard before that many students at Cat Getan University fell ill at the same time. What is going on?" Gordon asked Schiller.

"I have a clue, but I haven't investigated it clearly… Don't look at me with that kind of look. I don't need to cause trouble for myself. Aren't they treated by me after they go crazy? I have been awake for 50 hours."

"Professor Rodriguez, I must remind you, no matter what, I will find out the truth of the murder case…" Gordon said here, paused, and then continued: "I hope the result of my following the vine to find the melon will not be you again." ===== CHAPTER 172 =====