The biggest neurotic in the neurological hospital is actually this director, and I have to say that this is also a joke.

Dean Wang cried on the ground for a long time before he got up, and he put his daughter's photo into the inner pocket against his chest again, and pressed it gently.

The man on the bed was dead, but his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness. Dean Wang slowly stood up with the leg of the bed, looked at it, then leaned his face over, looked straight at the man for a while, and slapped him suddenly.

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The crisp slap echoed through the underground space, as if a corpse had been struck all over the walls. They swayed gently with the wind seeping into the sewers, but one by one their eyes were round and their mouths grew, but they couldn't tell their unwillingness.

"Stupid. After Dean Wang finished scolding, he slapped him with another backhand. The man on the bed was already dead and began to stiffen, and his neck clicked from the two slaps, but there was no trace of redness on his face.

Dean Wang possessed himself and found two pig iron hooks from the box under the bed. Each hook is the thickness of a thumb and more than a foot long, and it looks like a large fish hook. He walked around the wall with a long stick for a while before he found a gap, and then Dean Wang used the stick to move the corpses on both sides to make room for a new corpse to be hung up.

Stepping on the ladder and hanging the hook on the iron beam above, Dean Wang picked up the corpse on the bed with great difficulty and slowly climbed up the ladder.

Looking at the way he carefully held the two legs of the corpse and hung it up, it was as if he was hanging a world-famous painting. The blue fish pulled Mei'er to the bottom of the ladder and looked up, only to notice that all the corpses had two hooks behind them, and these two hooks were inserted under their shoulder blades and hung steadily on the iron beam above.

Qingyu looked at the corpse that Dean Wang was holding again, and couldn't help muttering

"It's a lot of strength. ”

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This corpse looks at least one hundred and forty or fifty pounds, and Dean Wang can actually hold him steadily, and accurately find two hooks to hang on the shoulder blades of the corpse, I have to say that this is also another kind of practice makes perfect.

Climbing down the ladder, Dean Wang raised his head with his hands behind his back, he looked at the corpse he had just hung up, and nodded with a smile, looking at his posture, it was like admiring a masterpiece in a gallery.

"What this guy muttered to himself just now is all fake, right?" Qingyu looked at Dean Wang's appearance, and only felt sick to his stomach. When he was squatting on the ground and crying just now, he was still muttering to his daughter's photo that he didn't know who to kill, but now he seemed to be admiring his masterpiece.

Mei'er lazily lay on top of the herring's head, her pointed mouth resting on the herring's forehead, and her four paws drooped around the herring's head. As soon as Mei'er spoke, Qingyu felt that her forehead was arched one by one, which was particularly interesting, but what Mei'er said made Qingyu feel extremely embarrassed.

"Genuine murder, false repentance. Shamelessness has always been a human instinct. ”

Qingyu shook her head speechlessly, Mei'er was almost thrown off, she hugged Qingyu's head tightly and smiled while counting, in this cold basement, Qingyu only felt that Mei'er's giggling was unusually warm.

After Dean Wang had done all this, he walked to the corner of the room and opened another door. Only then did Qingyu see clearly that there was a secret door here, which was closed after Dean Wang walked in, and it was actually a perfect fit with the surrounding walls, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

Qingyu led Mei'er and just walked in, but quickly turned around and walked back. There is actually a bathroom behind this door, and Dean Wang is undressing inside and preparing to take a bath.

The two waited quietly outside, and Dean Wang inside actually played poetry recitation while taking a bath.

"Angry hair rushed to the crown, by the place. ”

The poem he recited was actually Man Jianghong, listening to his impassioned voice, Qingyu pouted and muttered that if Yue Fei was alive, I am afraid that it would not hit you all over the body.

Qingyu squatted at the door, and he took Mei'er off her head and put it in the crook of her arm. While stroking Mei'er's soft fur, she looked at the corpses on the wall intently.

He always felt that this Dean Wang had become like this, and it had a lot to do with the master he mentioned. Mei'er lay in the crook of the blue fish's arm and didn't speak, and the two waited quietly for a while before Dean Wang took a shower and walked out. The clean white shirt and black pants he had just changed into should have bought a lot of sets, and they were exactly the same as the one he had just stained with blood.

Dean Wang hummed a small tune, and walked outside with his hands behind his back, he just turned the door, but he fell backwards again, and jumped the two herring fish who followed him.

The two corpses hanging next to the doorway were different from the others, the two young male corpses were both wearing gray overalls, and they looked like workers. Dean Wang stepped back and stood below them, bowed respectfully three times, and still had words in his mouth.

The herring fish got closer, and I heard Dean Wang keep muttering words like thank you for helping me build this place, and after chattering for a while, Dean Wang walked out again.

Qingyu looked up at the two workers above his head, their eyes had lost their luster and looked directly at herring, Dean Wang walked out and opened the door with a gust of wind, the legs of the two workers slowly swayed, and their heads were still little by little, as if telling their unwillingness and humiliation.

"I'm sorry. Qingyu nodded earnestly to the two workers, and then stood at the door and bowed solemnly to the corpses in the room.

"Young master, why do you want to apologize? The apology should be the bald head!" Mei'er picked up Qingyu's hair with some annoyance, extremely puzzled by his behavior.

"As a human being, I am ashamed of him. Qingyu shrugged his shoulders, he actually didn't know why he actually had the urge to apologize at that moment just now. It felt like I owed them to these people.

The two silently walked out of the door, and when they looked for Dean Wang again, Qingyu saw that Dean Wang's slightly fat ass had been drilled into the manhole cover above the roadway, he hurriedly trotted a few steps, jumped on the ground, and went out along the newly closed manhole cover, and after a while, he followed Dean Wang, and arrived in the small bungalow.

When he walked up, Qingyu was still thinking, there are forty or fifty corpses in the ground, could it be that this bald murderer has never been discovered? And there is no patient number in the hospital, so no one asks?

Don't their families care about these people?

When he arrived at the bungalow with doubts, Dean Wang was looking for something on the shelf. He found a few new hospital gowns and put them in his hand, opened the door and walked out.

When the herring went out, the young man hiding in the flowers was gone. He looked at the time again, and it had been nearly an hour since he had been underground for a while. When Dean Wang went out, he met the gardener watering.

When the gardener saw the dean coming out, he hurriedly put the water pipe in his hand, and ran over with a smile and nodded flatteringly

"Hello Dean, give it to me, I'll hold it for you. ”

As he spoke, the gardener reached out and took the hospital gown that Dean Wang was holding.

Dean Wang's warm smile has been on his face since he stepped onto the ground, and he patted the gardener's shoulder with a smile

"Xiao Li, you still have a heart"

"Hey, Dean, look at what you said, isn't this how it should be" The gardener's face burst into laughter, and he followed Dean Wang half a step behind those hospital gowns, and walked slowly with his head slightly bowed.

"Old man, I got sleepy after looking for a while, and I fell asleep on the ground, you say it's funny. Dean Wang walked in front with his hands behind his back, chattering with the gardener, he looked like a kind old man at the moment, and explained the reason why he had been in the house for a long time.

The gardener slandered in his heart that you are the dean, and no one dares to care if you are playing with women in the hut, right?

"Dean, I don't agree with you if you want to say that, let's go together, it's not too much to say that you are my eldest brother. ”

The gardener was also in his twenties, and when he heard his obvious sycophancy, Dean Wang stopped and kicked the gardener's ass lightly and pretended to be angry, and scolded with a smile

"You're poor! If you kid is half as good as you, I'll ask you to manage logistics. ”

"Well, that's what you said!" replied the gardener with a grin, walked into the hall and handed over the hospital gown to the nurse who had come to hand it over, and then beckoned the dean to go back to his work.

Qingyu and the two have been following Dean Wang, and the two of them watched him walk slowly from room to room from the first floor, holding the patient's arm from time to time and patiently saying a few words, or encouraging the busy nurses, everyone talked to him with a sincere smile on their faces.

It seems that in the eyes of these patients and medical staff, Dean Wang is very respectable.

He walked into his office smiling all the way, and when he closed the door, there was no smile on his face.

There is only one door, and there are two faces, and Qingyu and Mei'er are also amazed.

Sitting at his desk for a while, Dean Wang touched the phone in his hand, he turned the dial for a while and dialed it out, and the phone was connected after a while.

"Is it Wang Guixiang's family?"

"Yes, who are you?" Qingyu kept clinging to the phone receiver, and the voice on the other end of the phone was a little impatient.

"I'm from the Second Spiritual Hospital, Wang Guixiang's emotions have been a little recurrent recently, I don't know if you can send someone from your family to come over and have a look?"

Dean Wang spoke into the microphone in a deep voice describing the patient's condition

"The situation has been worse lately than before, and the time of soberness has been very short. ”

Hearing him say this, the other end of the phone immediately hung up.

"You're typing!"

Qingyu thought about it for a while, and understood why this person admitted that he was Wang Guixiang's family member at first, but when he heard that his condition had worsened, he hung up the phone.

At that time, it was really a thing to look up to having a mental illness at home, and it was no wonder that this person hung up the phone as soon as he heard about it.

Dean Wang smiled, and then put the phone away.

He opened a notebook with some beds and names on it, and when he turned to the second page, the herring fish saw such a line written on it

"Bed 213, Wang Guixiang, spitting at me. ”