15:00 pm.

Du Wei closed the door of the psychological counseling clinic, and walked towards the Subaru parked in the opposite street with her bag.

The storage cabinet he ordered has arrived, was placed at the door, and was marked with a sign. If there is a courier or a letter sent by someone else, you can throw it in directly.

In this way, it can also prevent innocent people from provoking evil spirits in the family

At present, Du Wei is using the mechanism of the masked evil spirit to kill two evil spirits at once, and the balance of the family is just restored.

But the shadow is an uncertain factor. Although it has always been obsessed with killing itself, when someone triggers the mechanism, it will directly kill people.

For example...the five heads were placed in the attic freezer.

Cross the street.

Du Wei opened the car door, habitually placed her backpack in the co-pilot, and then started the vehicle and rushed to the suburbs' mental hospital.

The sky was still gloomy, but the rain had decreased a lot, not as terrifying as before.

According to the agreement, James and others should set off at this time. At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone will gather in the psychiatric hospital.

...

At this time, North Brook District.

At the entrance of a small alley, three police cars were parked.

In addition, Officer Tom and four subordinates were wearing raincoats, staring at the trash pile with ugly expressions, half of which were covered with water.

"Damn it, why does this corpse look so similar to Dr. Du Wei? Someone wanted to kill him, but the wrong person was killed? This murderer is too stupid and has no brains."

Tom couldn't help but curse: "Fuck! For God's sake, let me rest for two days. I haven't been to the red light district for a long time. If this continues, I will really collapse."

Seeing this, the subordinates on the side said helplessly: "Boss, we have no holiday this year, and the matter of those cultists has not been resolved. In addition, the surveillance camera found that your friend Mr. Du Wei seemed to break into a villa through a window. Are you sure you won't deal with it?"

Tom was stunned for a moment and said as if nothing had happened: "Treat it? What's the point? It's all right, it's nothing. By the way, I'll block that villa by the way."

He is already very skilled in this kind of thing, avoiding ordinary people from being exposed to such evil spirits and leaving professional things to more professional people.

The subordinate had to shrugged and said, "Okay, what should I do with this corpse? The scene captured by the surveillance camera seems to be a murder."

Upon hearing this, Tom nodded and said, "Take the body back and take a photo and send me a copy. This is a bit strange. I may need to meet and talk to Mr. Du Wei."

"Also, even if I haven't had the chance to go shopping in the red light district recently, I still have to relax."

After saying that, he smiled again and said, "Well, I think I might be in love."

...

On the other side.

Du Wei drove away from North Brook and headed towards the suburbs.

The fine rain hit the wind barrier in front of the car, and even if the wiper is turned on, it looks hazy.

Fortunately, after arriving in the suburbs, there were basically no vehicles, and the speed of traffic was much faster.

...

More than an hour later.

Duwei arrived at his destination - Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

When he stopped the car, James and others had not arrived yet, but at this time, the sky became even more gloomy and the storm seemed to be coming again.

At this moment, looking around, there were a large area of ​​wilderness, and you could see a few small houses in front of you, but they were obviously abandoned.

As far as you see, there are only rows of white buildings at Hill Mental Hospital, and bus stop signs leaning against the roadside.

Looking up, a not very harmonious building appeared in the psychiatric hospital.

A clock tower with a distinct church style - the huge dial is at the top of the clock tower, which is the four-story building.

The time the pointer points to is exactly 16:30.

Du Wei looked at the electric railing at the entrance of Hill's mental hospital, thought for a while, took out his cell phone and called James.

One minute later, the phone was connected.

He said calmly: "I have arrived. How long will you have?"

On the other end of the phone, James' tone was apologized: "Mr. Du Wei, we may have to arrive later. The nearby road cannot pass because of the accumulated water. We are trying to take a detour."

Du Wei frowned and asked, "So what should I do now?"

James replied: "I'll say hello to the dean later. She will come out to pick you up. Then what you have to do is wait for us to arrive. Of course, with your ability to adapt, you can also consider investigating the relevant information first."

Du Wei said lightly: "Okay, I understand."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly, then took the backpack from the passenger seat, and opened the car door with an umbrella.

call……

A gust of wind blew, bringing the umbrella off.

“This kind of weather is not suitable for travel.”

Du Wei walked to Hill Mental Hospital with an umbrella while entering the state of spiritual vision.

Since there is a nun's head in this psychiatric hospital, it is absolutely impossible for everything to go smoothly.

For example, the trip to the Horror House, all the original scary links were replaced by corpses and ghosts, but they are still blocked.

But what made Du Wei a little strange was that.

In the state of spiritual vision, there is no difference between the entire mental hospital and what is seen by the naked eye.

A sense of depression, strangeness, and even the aura of evil spirits does not exist.

It's as clean as a paradise...

But at this moment, a dull voice suddenly rang: "Please don't peek at my mansion, otherwise I will ask the security guard to drive you out."

Um?

When Du Wei heard this, he was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction where the sound came.

I saw a man in a hospital uniform squatting at the end of the electric railing, which was below the machine. He was staring at himself quietly with his numb eyes. His clothes and body were wet with rain and trembled uncontrollably.

"Are you a patient?"

Du Wei frowned and asked, then felt that this was nonsense.

In a mental hospital, the person wearing a hospital gown is not a patient, could it be a doctor?

The man still said dumbly: "Please stay away from my mansion. It is my favorite woman. If you want to go in, you must obtain my consent."

Du Wei was silent for a moment and stopped talking to the other party.

Although some jobs are similar to psychiatrists and psychiatrists, they are actually two professions.

One is a psychological problem and the other is a mental problem.

The most important thing is that at this time, a woman about 60 years old had already come over.

She walked over in a white work clothes and an umbrella, looking slightly hunched, and her left foot seemed to have been injured. Every time she stepped out, her shoulders would sink slightly.

"Is it Mr. Duwei? I am Taylor Fandar, the director of this psychiatric hospital."

At this time, Du Wei saw her face clearly, with wrinkles on her face, the edge of her left face was covered with burn scars, and her ears seemed to be burned, and her outline looked very strange.

He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Hello, Dean Taylor, I am Du Wei."

Dean Taylor glanced at Du Wei, then looked at the patient next to him, and sighed helplessly.

Then, she said to herself: "The patient is called Martin. He was a rich man before, but later his wife cheated on another man and brought the man into the villa. In the end, she didn't know what relationship she had connected. Not only did he leave the house, he also sent him to Hill Mental Hospital."

She also said this to Du Wei.

So Du Wei asked curiously: "So he is not sick?"

Dean Taylor shook his head and said, "I was not sick, but I don't know what happened. I'll go crazy after I come in, so you'd better not contact him, maybe you'll go crazy for no reason."

Du Wei said without comment: "Most of the patients I contacted are strange, but until now, my mental state is very stable."

Dean Taylor, who was pressing the electric railing button, suddenly paused when he heard this.

She raised her head and stared at Du Wei for a look: "The patient you are in contact with?"
Chapter completed!