"Haha, leader...leader, you haven't rested yet...?"
"Wu Feng! You!"
Manager Qu buttoned up his trousers in a panic, and said angrily: "I have already finished checking the room and locked the door! How did you escape!"
"me!"
My heart jumped to my throat, I stuttered a bit when I spoke, and there were beads of sweat on my forehead. I didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
At this time, I didn't notice that a dark figure quietly touched behind Manager Qu while no one was paying attention.
"vomit!"
Aza's eyes were blood red. He was holding on to the sheets with both hands, his face was twisted, and he whispered to me: "Come and help!"
The sheets were twisted into a rope and tightly tied around Manager Qu's neck from behind!
Manager Qu’s face instantly turned the color of pig liver!
He kicked his feet and struggled! He waved his hands vigorously! He wanted to untie the sheets around his neck.
I rushed forward and covered his mouth tightly to prevent him from making any sound.
Aza turned around immediately!
With a fierce look in his eyes, he gripped the sheets tightly and began to use his shoulders like an ox pulling a cart.
"Ugh...uh...!!"
Qu’s eyes turned outward and his face turned from red to purple. Just as he was about to take a breath, suddenly a loud shout came from the corridor: "What are you doing! Old Qu!"
Is it Uncle Hong who brought me in on the first day? He is actually in the duty room tonight!
"stop!"
Lao Hong rushed over. Without saying a word, he kicked Aza on the left shoulder. I could clearly hear the sound of bones cracking!
This kick made Aza cry out in pain and let go of his hands.
Manager Qu sat on the ground, covering his throat with both hands and coughing repeatedly.
Lao Hong kicked him again. Aza was on guard and rolled away. What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.
Aza exploded like a wild dog and knocked down Qu, and then used his two fingers to dig directly into Qu's right eye!
"ah!"
Qu's screams echoed through the corridor, and Aza actually used his fingers to gouge out the person's eyes!
The scene was extremely cruel and bloody, with blood flowing everywhere on the corridor.
Aza didn't hesitate at all, and directly stuffed the meat ball-like thing in his hand into his mouth. His mouth was filled with blood, and his ugly face full of scars showed madness, and he burst out laughing!
I was frightened.
Lao Hong was also frightened by the scene in front of him. After he reacted, he quickly subdued Aza and pressed him tightly on his body. At the same time, he shouted in panic: "Come quickly! Call the doctor!"
Aza's face was on the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and his eyes were staring at me! His mouth moved a few times, as if he wanted to say something to me.
I understood it instantly.
What he meant was: "There is no evidence, so put all the blame on me."
Soon a large group of people and doctors came. They tried every means to stop the bleeding and performed first aid measures, but Qu managed to hold on for only a few minutes before the person stopped breathing.
The wound on Manager Qu's face was shocking. No...I can't describe it as a wound. It should be said that it was a black hole, which was extremely scary and terrifying.
...
An hour later, the duty room.
Aza and I were controlled and squatted on the ground. Especially Aza, as the direct perpetrator, was tied up and beaten hard to hide!
The person who interrogated us was a man in his fifties. I have never seen him and I don’t know him. He may be a higher-level manager of mental illness.
This man looked at Aza and I, and asked with an indifferent expression: "Lao Hong, what is going on."
Lao Hong pointed at the two of me and said, "Lao Qu just said he had a stomachache and went to the toilet! He hasn't seen you for a long time! I heard something in the duty room, so I went out to see it!"
He pointed at Aza again: "As soon as the results came out! I saw this kid trying to strangle Laoqu with a bed sheet!"
"spit!"
Aza spat out blood and foam at Lao Hong.
He looked like he was crazy and laughed loudly: "If this kid hadn't ruined my good deeds! I would have killed the guy named Qu! Hahaha!"
"You're still fucking laughing! I made you laugh! You crazy person!"
Lao Hong kicked Aza hard in the stomach, and Aza lay on the floor in the duty room, arching up like a shrimp in pain.
"Tell me, what's going on?" The young man frowned and began to interrogate me again.
I was trembling all over, pretending to be frightened, and said tremblingly: "I... I just woke up in the middle of the night and saw him tinkering with the door with sheets in his hands. I didn't dare to say a word, so I
Pretending to sleep."
"What happened next?" the young man asked, staring at me.
"Later...then he opened the door and went out. I heard movement in the corridor in the house, so I couldn't help but curious and went out to take a look. I saw that he was trying to strangle Qu Guangli to death with a bed sheet. I went up to think about it.
To stop him from saving the song management, Old Uncle Hong rushed over, and then...then things happened."
After hearing this, the man asked coldly: "Old Hong, is he right? What did you see when you came out?"
Lao Hong pointed at Aza and said: "Anyway, I saw this kid trying to strangle Lao Qu with a bed sheet! As for him..."
At this time my heart was pounding.
Lao Hong frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "As for him, it was too dark at the time, the lights were not turned on in the corridor, and Lao Qu's body blocked his view. I couldn't see clearly what he was doing. It seemed... he seemed to want to
Save the old song."
As soon as Lao Hong finished speaking, he saw Aza lying on the ground struggling wildly!
Aza's eyes were filled with hatred and he shouted at me: "I am the King of Yinchuan! No one dares to offend the King of Yinchuan! I will kill you! I will definitely kill you!"
Halfway through Aza's words, his voice suddenly became quieter and quieter because a man in a white coat next to him gave him an injection of some kind of medicine.
It might be some kind of sedative. Aza's eyes were distracted. He looked at me and kept repeating in a low voice: "I'll kill you, I'll kill you..."
The man in the white coat said: "I remember this man. He just came here a few days ago. He must be suffering from extreme mania."
The young man waved his hand, and Aza was immediately carried out.
I was the only one left, and I was searched. Of course, they found nothing. I just took advantage of the situation and threw the gold ring and master key into the toilet.
"Young man, what is your name?"
"Wu Feng."
"You came in because of some mistake you made."
"I couldn't control my emotions and killed several people," I replied looking into the other person's eyes.
The man frowned, turned around and said, "Go to the first floor and find his file. Let me take a look."
Lao Hong said yes and went out.
It was still dark at the moment, and the light bulb in the duty room flickered on and off. I lowered my head and said nothing, but this year the man lit a cigarette, and he looked at me while smoking.
Not long after, Lao Hong came back.
This year the man took it seriously and looked through my life background, hospital admission files, etc. from beginning to end, and then asked Lao Hong what he thought about this matter.
Lao Hong said in a low voice: "We have investigated and there is nothing wrong with this person's background. Moreover, he and the Yinchuan King were not admitted to the hospital on the same day, and there is no overlap between their backgrounds."
At this moment, I was covered in cold sweat and deliberately pretended to be frightened, because I knew that the more I acted like this, the better it would be for me.
At the same time, I also admire Wu Le's methods. He arranged for Aza and I to move in separately. This plan took two years to make my fake identity perfect, just to prevent emergencies like today.
"Well, it seems like there's really nothing wrong with you."
The young man put out his cigarette butt, stood up and said to me: "I don't know why, but I still feel uneasy in my heart. I always feel like you have a secret."
"Do you have the guts to prove your innocence?"
I immediately replied categorically: "I have the guts! I am innocent, I swear! I really just wanted to save Mr. Qu."
"Okay, Lao Hong, take him with you to the correction room."
When I heard this, my face instantly turned pale, and my heart sank to the bottom of my heart.
I arrived at the correction room in despair, and there were two people in white coats waiting for me.
I knew I had no choice now, so I lay on the stretcher under the guidance of a white coat.
My hands and feet were locked, and I clearly felt something like headphones being put on both sides of my temples.
The machine used in the correction room is scientifically called a "convulsive electrical stimulator" and was ordered to be discontinued by relevant departments as early as 2002. Its basic principle is to stimulate the brain nerves through strong current to produce strong pain, thereby correcting the problem.
Treating some extreme behaviors of mentally ill patients.
As the instrument was powered on, at that moment, I felt like two pins were stuck into my temples!
My whole body was twitching uncontrollably, and the needle-like pain in my head was indescribable! It was pain coming from the depths of my soul! It was almost unbearable!
The chandelier hanging on the roof turned into two, and Lao Hong's face also turned into two faces in my eyes.
"Wu Feng, tell the truth, did you lie just now? Do you and that King of Yinchuan know each other?"
My legs were tense, I felt like my world was spinning, and the other person's questions seemed to be filled with demonic voices.
In this trance-like state, I couldn't help but want to tell the secrets of my heart.
"Wu Feng, answer my question."
My saliva was uncontrollable and flowed down the corners of my mouth.
I shook my head back and forth, my eyes blurred and I said, "I...I didn't lie, I don't know him."
Then I heard the young man say: "I'm increasing the power."
"Wu Feng, I'm asking you again, have you lied, and do you know that person?"
"Forehead...."
I really couldn't stand it anymore. The survival instinct made me subconsciously want to tell all the secrets.
But suddenly there was a female voice in my mind saying: "Brother Feng, you can't say it. Once you say it, you won't be able to get out for the rest of your life. There are many, many people outside waiting for you..."
"talk!"
A young man's voice roared in my ears.
"I...I didn't lie."
"I don't know him, I didn't lie, I really don't know him... I don't know him..."
