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The howl of the arriving police car shattered the tranquility of the mental hospital.

The terrified dean greeted them, "Off...Officer... Our hospital is fully legal, we are not an unlicensed institution... I wonder why the officer would visit in the middle of the night?"

Madon Linggo, impeccably dressed in police uniform, showed no change in expression. His stern and solemn gaze swept over the quiet hospital building. It was just after nine at night, and yet the whole hospital was engulfed in a darkness so quiet it was eerie.

It was like a giant, humongous tomb.

A chill wind brushed against their backs, sending a shiver down everyone's spine.

"Take me to see the patient in Room 404."

On hearing '404', the dean shivered unconsciously, and cautiously queried, "Off...Officer, the patient in 404... is not in a condition to meet visitors."

Madon Linggo revealed his police badge, "All citizens have a duty to cooperate with police investigations, wouldn't you agree?"