Qingshan Mental Hospital is anything but peaceful.
Doorman's office.
Xiao Qi was holding his mobile phone and watching TV series. He is twenty-five years old and does not have much ambition. He has a small house and a mobile phone which is enough to survive a boring life.
Think about some young people who point to the sky and say: I, so-and-so, swear to God that in the future I will be rich, hug everyone, live in a villa, drive a luxury car, eat delicacies, drink the strongest wine, and play with the most slutty women.
…
He sneered at these.
considered unrealistic.
Happiness and joy are often the simplest.
For example, he is living like this now, holding his mobile phone and watching TV series, which is the happiest life.
Being able to apply to be a security guard at Qingshan Mental Hospital is his happiest thing.
I thought it was very dangerous.
Later I found out that it was very relaxing and basically nothing happened.
This lasted five years.
He devoted the best five years of his youth here, and has no regrets. He is even a little proud. Even if he really changes jobs in the future, the work experience here will leave a brilliant mark on his resume.
I worked at Qingshan Mental Hospital for five years.
I just want to ask where I am not worthy of being a doorman.
"Another restless night."
Xiao Qi scratched his crotch, turned off his phone, took out a sticker with eyes on it from the drawer, and put it on with his eyes closed.
This is very overbearing.
Pretend not to sleep.
His invention was praised by Dean Hao.
It’s good to be young, your brain moves quickly, you have ideas, and you can think of such good solutions.
He leaned back on the chair and his breathing gradually became calmer.
The noisy wind outside stopped.
Falling into sleep with Xiao Qi's rhythmic breathing.
The night is very quiet.
It's quiet enough to hear the chirping of insects.
Two heads slowly appeared at the doorman's window. They carefully looked at the situation inside the doorman, and then slowly fell down.
"He fell asleep."
"Then we can leave secretly."
Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang crouched down and sneaked away along the guard's side.
Not a single sound was made.
Being gentle will definitely not attract attention, that is, Xiao Qi's snoring is a bit loud, and when combined with the chirping of insects, it is like a symphony.
In the corridor.
Nursing worker Sun Neng took over Li Ang's shift and inspected the situation in each ward. His eyes were so big that others usually called him Big Eyes.
Stay in ward 666.
He shook the flashlight, and a beam of light shone inside. No one could be seen, but he could see that the quilt was bulging. He was obviously sleeping under the quilt.
Sun Neng smiled.
This sleeping habit is very similar to his.
When he thought that these two were mentally ill, he stopped smiling.
resemblance?
This sounds really unpleasant.
There was no suspicion and the patrol continued.
If it weren't for the bright lights from the ceiling illuminating the corridor, such a quiet corridor would make people feel very nervous.
In urban streets.
Lin Fan walked with Old Man Zhang for several hours.
"I'm so tired." Old Man Zhang said.
"I'll carry you." Lin Fan squatted in front of Lao Zhang and turned around and said.
"Are you getting tired?"
"Won't."
"oh!"
Lao Zhang lay on Lin Fan's back and put his arms around Lin Fan's neck.
The two of them were walking in a sparsely populated street. Occasionally, a drunk man would pass by. When he saw the two of them, he would point at them and yell at them in a drunken manner.
Then he wandered away.
But for the two of them, they just stood there and looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
"Lin Fan, shall we go to the hospital now?" Old Man Zhang asked.
"We'll go there tomorrow," Lin Fan replied.
"Then where are we going now?" Old Man Zhang asked again.
Lin Fan thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Let's go find that good sister."
They remember the direction and know where the location is.
The entrance of the shop.
Lin Fan stood at the door of the small shop with Lao Zhang on his back, looking at the things in the shop, and thought for a while, he definitely couldn't go there empty-handed, he had to buy at least a carton of milk.
The owner of the small shop is a middle-aged man. There are very few customers at night. Occasionally, people passing by will come in to buy a pack of cigarettes. He will close the shop at about three or four o'clock.
at this time.
He was sitting at the checkout counter scrolling through his phone. When he looked up and looked outside, he was so frightened by them that he almost screamed.
I stood at the door most of the night without moving.
I want to scare people to death.
Fortunately, he had a strong psychological quality and just held on.
He held the mobile phone in one hand, and quietly reached into the cigarette cabinet with the other hand, holding the handle of the machete. If the two people outside dared to mess around, he would definitely slap the machete on the cigarette cabinet immediately, and shouted angrily:
"Get out of here!"
He noticed the two men's clothing.
Something is wrong.
Very familiar.
I just forgot where I saw it.
Just when he was thinking about the clothes, Lin Fan walked in with Lao Zhang on his back. The surprised shopkeeper tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and slowly pulled out the machete a little.
But because of the smoke cabinet, his panic was successfully blocked.
He just looked at those two people.
I just want to see what you want to do.
Lin Fan carried a box of milk, then took a piece of ham, handed it to Lao Zhang, and came to the counter.
"Boss, how much is it?"
"Fifty-five."
He took out Zou Baba's money from his pocket.
Bill, please.
He carried the milk and walked outside with Lao Zhang on his back.
The shop owner looked at the strange two people and saw the words printed on the back of their clothes, and suddenly became a little panicked.
Damn it!
Qingshan Mental Hospital.
After seeing these six words, he finally recalled that these clothes were worn by mental patients.
Just now, he actually wanted to take out a machete to scare them away.
Thinking of my previous actions, I felt scared.
A machete is definitely useless against mental illness.
It is even very possible that the other party snatched the machete from his hand and then hacked him to death.
It feels very scary just thinking about it.
I have already thought of the news headlines for the next day.
【Shock!】
[The shop owner was hacked to death by a mental patient late at night.]
Originally, the shop owner wanted to open the store for a while longer, but after what had happened just now, he had no idea at all. He directly pulled down the rolling shutter door, turned off the lights, went up to the attic, hid under the covers and scrolled through his circle of friends.
[Scary! Someone with mental illness came to my store to buy something just now. It’s great to be alive. 】
Lin Fan carried Lao Zhang on his back and walked alone in the black night.
Occasionally there are street lights.
There will be a faint light shining on the two of them.
"Do you want to eat it?" Lao Zhang asked as he put the ham sausage to Lin Fan's mouth.
Lin Fan said: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."
"oh!"
Lao Zhang continued to eat ham, and then asked: "Can I drink milk?"
"That's not okay. I bought the milk for that good sister. I'll buy you a new one."
Lin Fan turned around and looked back.
It didn't take long.
They stood alone in front of the closed small shop.