PD -Chapter 153 The Intruder

“I also heard that President Li bought the land where the abandoned psychiatric hospital stands… To be honest, my grandfather was actually one of the planners and founders of that hospital. He was a renowned scholar in his day. After returning from overseas studies in medicine, he never forgot about giving back to his hometown.”

A look of pride appeared on Professor Yang’s face as he continued speaking about his grandfather.

“Back then, my grandfather persuaded the local government to take the treatment and prevention of mental illnesses seriously. After overcoming countless difficulties, he finally established that hospital. Later, he personally took charge as both the chief physician and director, working tirelessly on the front lines of medical care.”

“Then how did the hospital end up being abandoned for no apparent reason?” I interrupted Professor Yang’s boasting and got straight to the point.

Although I had cut him off, perhaps because we were potential investors, he didn’t seem offended. Instead, he answered my question directly.

“It was a tragedy, really… Due to negligence on the part of the administrators, a riot eventually broke out inside the hospital.”

“A riot?” I frowned, not quite understanding what he meant. “Did someone attack the hospital?”

Professor Yang shook his head.

“The riot came from within. It was started by a group of patients with severe violent tendencies.”

“A lot of people died during that riot. Many nurses and doctors were brutally killed, and my grandfather was no exception…” As he spoke, he sighed, forcing a trace of sorrow onto his face.

“My grandfather was working late that night, preparing reports in his office. The rioting patients broke in and murdered him along with many members of the medical staff. Some of the patients escaped afterward, and that was when the police finally became aware of what had happened.”

“But by the time the police arrived, it was already too late. The hospital was a sea of blood, corpses scattered everywhere—both staff and patients. Yet my grandfather’s body was nowhere to be found.”

“Are you saying your grandfather didn’t die?” I asked, knitting my brows.

Professor Yang shook his head again.

“Later, the police captured several patients who had participated in the riot. They learned from them that my grandfather had indeed died in the hospital. For some reason, though, some of the patients had hidden his body. The police searched extensively afterward, but they never found it.”

“After that incident, combined with the turmoil of the times, nobody bothered dealing with the remaining patients anymore. People gradually left, the hospital was sealed off, and eventually it was abandoned.”

Professor Yang sighed deeply after finishing his story. After a moment of silence, he looked at Li Zi.

“President Li, I have to say, you really have a sharp business mind. Most people avoid that place like the plague, yet you actually want to turn it into a tourist attraction.”

“You flatter me, Professor Yang. Your internet addiction treatment center is the real contribution to society,” Li Zi replied with a diplomatic smile. “Today has truly been enlightening for us. Please wait for our news. Later on, I’ll have a professional company come in and redesign the layout and facilities for you.”

The implication was obvious: Li Zi was signaling that he was interested in investing, but the details would have to wait.

Professor Yang was a smart man. The moment he heard those words, he became visibly delighted. He jumped to his feet, shaking our hands repeatedly and expressing his loyalty and gratitude.

I knew we had already extracted all the information we needed. It was time to leave.

I exchanged a glance with Li Zi, and under the enthusiastic send-off of the entire group, we drove away.

“We need to visit that psychiatric hospital again,” I said. “I have a feeling Yang Yingzhe’s body is the key to everything. Why would those patients have hidden it back then?”

“But even the police couldn’t find it at the time,” Li Zi said as he drove. “After all these years, do you really think we can?”

I shook my head.

“Not necessarily. Those police officers back then didn’t have someone with my abilities, did they?”

Li Zi immediately looked enlightened.

“That’s true! Very true!”

“We’re not going back to the hotel. Head straight to the hospital.” I pointed toward the road ahead.

The car sped onward, but by the time we arrived at the psychiatric hospital, the sun had already dipped below the horizon.

The vehicle stopped in front of the wire fence. Li Zi took out the key and was about to unlock the gate when I suddenly noticed a hole in the fencing not far away. It looked as though someone had cut through the wire with pliers.

“Someone broke in!” I immediately pointed at the hole and shouted.

Li Zi quickly unlocked the gate, cursed, “Little brats,” and hurried inside with me.

According to Professor Yang, a riot had once occurred here, resulting in countless deaths. There was a high possibility that numerous angry spirits still lingered within these walls. Entering this place was extremely dangerous.

We had to find the intruders and get them out as quickly as possible.

Although the sky outside wasn’t completely dark yet, the hospital itself was already shrouded in darkness.

What’s more, the yin energy felt far stronger than it had during our visit the day before.

Both Li Zi and I carried flashlights. After entering, Li Zi instinctively hugged his arms and remarked that the temperature seemed much lower.

I told him that the yin energy here was far more active than before. The intruders had likely disturbed something.

With our flashlights cutting through the darkness, we passed through the lobby and hallways, searching room after room for any sign of the trespassers.

“Stay close to me,” I said seriously. “Patients who suffered from violent manic disorders in life would become even angrier and more powerful after death. If we run into them, they won’t be easy to handle.”

Li Zi nodded and followed silently behind me.

As I moved forward, I calculated that under these circumstances, the chances of encountering ghosts were extremely high.

And if Shen Fang—the spirit of Old Que’s lover—was also here, then there was a good chance I would run into her as well.

Fortunately, I had come prepared.

I always carried spirit-capturing talismans with me. Naturally, I had also brought plenty of offensive talismans designed specifically to deal with ghosts and malevolent entities.

Slowly, we entered the South Wing, where the yin energy was strongest.

The moment we stepped into the corridor, a dim yellow light suddenly flickered above our heads.

This place had been abandoned for decades and had long since lost electrical power.

Yet the ancient hanging lamps on the ceiling had somehow lit up, flickering erratically without any pattern.

I glanced up at the battered light fixture hanging from the decaying ceiling and cursed under my breath.

The ghosts here possessed an astonishing amount of spiritual energy—enough to illuminate the lamps through sheer supernatural force.

“B-Big Brother…!”

At that moment, Li Zi’s trembling voice came from behind me.

His voice was filled with terror.

My brows furrowed instantly as I spun around.

There stood Li Zi, shaking from head to toe.

And standing face-to-face with him…was something else.