"After you get it to the place, you know what to do."
"Don't worry, Mr. Wu, I know."
A middle-aged man wearing black jeans and a solemn face said respectfully: "I hope you will take good care of my daughter and old mother for me."
I sat on the golden cup and watched him talk through the glass.
Wu Le waved his hand, and the middle-aged man turned around and got into the car.
The car started, and I took two deep breaths to try to relax and not be too nervous.
The car drove for a while and suddenly stopped. The man handed me a hood and told me to put it on myself.
I did it.
Then I couldn't see anything anymore, I just felt the car start to move again.
On the way, I heard the man driving the car talking to a friend on the phone, and his words seemed to be explaining the funeral arrangements.
When I thought of Wu Le's expression just now, I secretly guessed that this person might have seen my face, so Wu Le gave him the order to commit suicide or something.
The Jinbei car drove around for more than an hour. When we got there, I couldn't see the road, so this man took my arm and walked.
Soon, I heard singing.
It's the kind of melodious and lively pure music played through loudspeakers.
"He was sent here? Is it him? His name is Wu Feng?"
"That's right, Uncle Hong, that's the man."
"Okay, sign here and let's hand it over."
"Okay, I'll sign it."
A few minutes later, my hood was suddenly taken off.
Very impressive.
The young man who sent me here has left, and the person who took off my hood is a middle-aged man with short hair and a round face, about fifty years old, his name is Lao Hong.
Apart from this Lao Hong, the first thing that caught my eyes was a large, extremely thick iron door painted with red paint. It was surrounded by towering trees. Since it was winter, the leaves on the trees had all fallen off and were bare.
He looked very lonely.
red There is a solid wood plaque hanging directly above the large lacquered iron door, which reads: "Jiamusi Mental Hospital."
On both sides of the door are solid walls several feet high, with a kind of power grid set up on top of the wall.
I looked up and could see two buildings inside with little lights on.
Depressed, hidden, and shabby, this is how I feel here.
The style here is not like a modern hospital at all, but more like an old hospital from the 1950s, or simply like a prison.
After many years, let me make it clear that this is definitely not the Jiamusi Mental Illness Prevention and Treatment Hospital located at No. 5 Guanghua Road. This is another place. I am sure this place is within Jiamusi City, maybe in the suburbs?
If you have local Jiamusi friends who are curious, you might as well go look for it.
The door opened, and this man named Lao Hong patted me on the shoulder and said: "Young man, I will take you to the reception room to get clothes right away. We are all members of the club. I don't need to say more. You should also know that since you are here,
Just settle down and don't think about the past. Living is better than anything else."
"Understood, I know."
He looked a little surprised and said, "Huh? It's really rare. You, a young man, are so honest."
After following him in, the space was too big. It was a very large playground. The middle of the playground was divided into two by a tall wall.
According to the architectural drawings I remembered earlier, this should be the men's area in the east courtyard, and the other side of the wall should be the women's area in the west courtyard.
The purpose of this is that men and women are managed separately and cannot come into contact with each other. Unless one can climb the wall with bare hands, it is impossible from a height perspective unless one can fly.
Lao Hong took me to a reception room to confirm my identity and fill out a form. In the winter, I saw a fat, bald man with a sinewy face in the reception room, sitting at the desk reading a newspaper. This fat man's arms were thicker than my thighs.
, sit there, your body is almost full
When I got off the table, I visually estimated that the weight was close to 300 kilograms.
Seeing us come in, the big fat man clapped his hands. He pulled out a form and looked at it. Then he looked up at me and said with a smile: "You are 21 years old, your name is Wu Feng, right? Let me take a look. Oh, it's rare! So you are from Kinmen."
Ah? Let me ask, "grab", "sitting", "water", "fire", which line of Kinmen do you work in specifically?"
I replied expressionlessly: "Fire Gold."
The so-called Huo Jin is the kind of swindler who dresses gorgeously, drives a luxury car, and hangs out in wealthy business circles all year round, specializing in defrauding rich people. This type of person is called Huo Jin.
The big fat man smiled and said: "Fire gold? That's a pity. I guess you have enjoyed everything you should have enjoyed in your life."
"You will treat this place as your home from now on. Also, what is your current condition and how is it under control?"
I immediately frowned and said loudly: "I'm not sick."
"Ha ha!"
The big fat man laughed and said: "Nine out of ten people here say they are not sick. We will take care of food and housing here. You can live a good life and take the medicine given by the doctor on time. Don't cause trouble for me."
Then the big fat man looked at me, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
He said with a dark face: "When you get here, no matter how awesome you were before, don't make trouble for me! Externally, your household registration has been canceled. I'll give you a piece of advice! If you dare to make trouble here, then I will
I guarantee you will die miserably."
"Speak! Do you remember?"
I nodded to understand.
Seeing how honest I was, the big fat man nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, the big fat man suddenly trembled, and his fat face showed an indescribable expression.
Immediately, I saw a woman with disheveled hair and wearing a blue and white hospital gown emerge from under the table. I couldn't see her face clearly.
The big fat man handed over a paper box and said: "This is a box of chocolates. Take it away. Lao Hong, help me find someone." Take her back."
After saying that, he took out a red seal from the drawer, breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped it on my identity form!
Then he threw me a hospital gown, took off a bunch of keys from his waist, threw them to Lao Hong, and asked me to take me up to the fourth floor.
So far, I have successfully checked in. Wu Le was right, I live on the fourth floor.
Coming out of the reception room, I deliberately slowed down and took the opportunity to look at the surrounding terrain.
"Come on, young man, what are you looking at?"
"Oh, I didn't see anything."
When we arrived at the accommodation area, there was a long corridor. Both sides of the corridor were like a prison. There were closed iron doors. I couldn't see the people inside, but I could hear various sounds coming from it, including shouts! Blow!
Whistling! Banging on the door! Purring! Singing! There are also sounds of poetry reciting and so on.
Lao Hong seemed to have been accustomed to this for a long time. He told me to leave quickly and not to look around, saying that people on the first level are ruthless masters who kill without blinking an eye.
It can be simply understood that there are four floors in total. The lower floors contain people who are more harmful to society. As for the basement further down, I don’t even know where the entrance is.
There are also gatekeepers. I don’t know where they are. Except for the master, I don’t know what they look like or what they add.
When I came to the stairs, I was stunned when I saw the scene in front of me.
There is an iron gate at the stairwell, and there is an iron gate at every stairwell! The four floors of this building are completely separate!
In other words, if people want to go up or down, they must first open this iron door, and the key is the string that the big fat man gave to Lao Hong.
I cursed Wu Le in my heart with hatred, why couldn't he arrange me to the first floor!
I live on the fourth floor!
If you want to take the stairs down to find the basement entrance, there are four iron doors in between!
