At the end of the corridor was a downward staircase, I don't know why, Yang Zi once again felt an indescribable taste churning in his heart, but he still didn't say this bad feeling, and Haizi and Haizi led the winding stairs down the winding stairs to the basement.

If the upper floor can barely be said to be a tightly closed ward, the lower floor makes the well-informed Yang Zi and Haizi suddenly feel as if they have come to an ice cellar that does not belong to the world.

The same building structure, the same closed doors, the difference is that the air windows on each door are covered with thin barbed wire, and the house number is different from the upstairs, because it is in the basement, so the negative number is written, which makes people feel like they have left the world and gone to hell.

On either side of the long corridor, on the closed doors, there were people looking out through the air windows of several wards, but, perhaps because the little nurse wore heeled nurse shoes as she walked through the empty hallway, these people seemed to hear some command, and after a chaotic movement, there was silence in each door.

The little nurse was obviously accustomed to all this, she didn't look at either side at all, and walked straight forward, Yang Zi and Haizi followed behind her, the strings in her head were tight, and even the sound of breathing was suppressed low, for fear that one would accidentally provoke the people locked up in the wards on both sides.

The sound of kicking and clattering footsteps did not stop until the end of the corridor, and the little nurse looked back at Yang Zi and Hai Zi, this time her gaze did not stay on Hai Zi's face for a second longer, and then tilted her head to them, Zhang Qingtian was in this room.

Yang Zi took a step forward, on this very ordinary-looking door, there was a door number marked minus 134, and there was an air window open at the same height as the person, Yang Zi knew that this was an observation window used to observe the patient's behavior inside, and now because the light in the corridor was very dim, there was a little light from the observation window.

Yang Zi hesitated a little when he looked at the bright observation window, he always had an illusion in his mind, behind the observation window that it was obviously impossible for anyone to peek at him, he felt that a human face was peeking at them from behind the observation window.

The little nurse looked at him and wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh, she coughed softly, but the originally small voice was unusually loud because it seemed unusually loud in this almost closed space, Yang Zi and Hai Zi were taken aback by this voice, especially Yang Zi, who was trying to bring his face closer to the observation window.

Seeing their reactions, the little nurse really laughed softly, and she whispered with a big grin, "Captain Yang, it's okay." Zhang Qingtian is a very quiet patient, and he has a regular seizure time every day, that is, at 11 o'clock at noon, and the dinner ends on time at 12:10 o'clock. You see, it's all over the time now. ”

After listening to her explanation, Yang Zi's heart relaxed a little, and slowly put his face close to the nearly one-person-high observation window on the door, and looked inside carefully.

The situation inside was similar to what he had expected, there was nothing in the whole room, and directly opposite the door was a window still covered with barbed wire, because the glass was full of gray marks, and it was impossible to see anything clearly.

There was only one iron bed in the room, the mattress and quilt on the bed were so thin, a few strips of cloth were tied haphazardly, a pair of plastic slippers were thrown on the ground, and a person was sitting on the ground in front of the window, holding his knees with his hands, and his head was half looking up at the window.

Yang Zi secretly felt sad in his heart, he really didn't expect that there were all kinds of rumors in the mental hospital that were in line with the elements, he always thought that it was just made up, but now is not the time to say this, Zhang Qingtian, as a so-called mental patient who was framed, is obviously a normal person, but he has been here for ten years, Yang Zi really can't imagine whether Zhang Qingtian can still maintain the thinking and mind of a normal person at this time.

He had already discovered that there was no glass in this observation window, so he tried to shout twice: "Zhang Qingtian...... Zhang Qingtian ......"

The person inside sat dumbfounded, deaf to his shouts, and did not react at all, if it weren't for the visible rise and fall on his chest, Yang Zi really suspected that it was just a simulated statue.

The little nurse reluctantly withdrew her eyes from Haizi's face, covered her mouth with her hand and laughed lowly twice: "Hehe, Captain Yang, it's useless for you to call his name, like this old patient who has been living here for many years, and it restricts his free movement, he will only respond to the number called by the doctors and nurses." ”

After speaking, she walked to Yang Zi's side, stood on tiptoe to the observation window, raised her voice and shouted: "034!" ”

Before the words fell, I saw that Zhang Qingtian inside had already bounced up from the ground with a well-trained attitude, clumsily facing the door, and made a standing posture, and even replied loudly in his mouth: "Yes!" ”

The little nurse was obviously very satisfied with the situation, she took a step back complacently, faced Yang Zi, looked at Haizi more, tilted her head and smiled proudly: "How about it, I'm right." ”

Yang Zi didn't know whether to be funny or angry, but he didn't care about talking to the little nurse, his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Qingtian in the iron window, and he saw that Zhang Qingtian was already thin, and the hospital gown on his body was dirty, his hair was short, and his beard was clean-shaven, but there were some traces on his head and face that he didn't know what it was.

Zhang Qingtian stood upright, his two withered yellow hands were a little trembling and trying to cling to the outside of his thighs, and one of the trouser legs of his hospital gown was rolled up to the knee, revealing a thin calf, which had been trembling because of excessive force at this time.

Yang Zi's heart suddenly felt sad, he had seen Zhang Qingtian's age on the medical protection hospitalization certificate, it should be forty-eight years old this year, but now, this thin and thin old man who almost lost his human form looked like he was sixty years old, his hair could already be seen, close to all white, and the sharp-eyed Yang Zi also saw that the stubble that emerged from his chin was also faintly glowing with white light.

The little nurse saw that Yang Zi had been stunned outside the ward and did not speak, she didn't know what Yang Zi's thoughts were, she looked at Yang Zi's back, and then looked at Haizi, who had been silent behind Yang Zi with a serious face, and asked curiously: "I said, just take a look at it like this?" Or do I open the door and let you in? ”

"Go in and go in......" Her words sobered up Yang Zi who was in deep thought, and he hurriedly answered her, but he hesitated for a moment and asked again: "Won't going in like this stimulate him?" ”

"No, it won't." The little nurse shook her head and answered him crisply, pulling out a large string of jingling keys from the large pocket of the nurse's gown, and looking for them. His mouth was not idle, and he said to Yang Zi nonchalantly: "Although No. 034 is in the intensive care area, he is in a very good state, he is usually very quiet, he never takes the initiative to attack people, nor does he scold, sometimes he can answer anything he asks." ”

"Oh, that's it......" Yang Zi sighed from his chest, he suddenly wanted to slap himself hard, Zhang Qingtian was obviously not crazy, he was forcibly imprisoned, although he stayed here for ten years and didn't know what the situation was, but if he was really crazy, his wife would definitely tell him. Alas, ten years, it's really unimaginable, if it were yourself, it was still a question whether you could survive it in a year. No, he secretly made up his mind in his heart that as long as the doctor said that he was in good spirits, he would find a way to rescue him no matter what, so that he could live out his old age in peace.

He was thinking that the little nurse had already opened the door, Yang Zi gritted his teeth lightly, and resolutely stepped into the door of the ward, behind him, the little nurse stopped Haizi, who also wanted to come in, and she said a little apologetically: "This police comrade, you can't go in, because 034 is not familiar with you, and I am afraid that he will resist because the two of you enter together, causing manic tendencies." It was only Police Officer Yang who went in alone, and we were outside at any time to observe, closely watching 034's mood changes. ”

I didn't expect there to be such a statement, but Haizi could only nod and retreat into the corridor, staring nervously at the ward without blinking, and his body was unconsciously ready to fight at any time.

Yang Zi also heard what the nurse said to Haizi, he didn't look back, just put his right hand behind his back, made an Ok gesture behind him, and told his brother in this silent language, don't worry, I'm ready.

The door closed gently, and the little nurse and Haizi rushed to the observation window in unison, one of them showed half of his face very close, and his eyes looked firmly into the ward, and he didn't notice it at all, the figures of the two people in front of the door were too close, and even in order to see the inside more clearly, one side of the face of the two people was completely attached to each other.

Yang Zi in the door put all his energy on Zhang Qingtian who was standing upright in front of him, he knew that such a weak little old man would not be his opponent even if he started to go crazy, but he had never been in contact with this kind of person so closely, and he repeatedly warned himself in his heart that Zhang Qingtian was a normal person, he was not crazy, he was not in danger and would not threaten himself, but he still couldn't help but keep beating the drum in his heart.

Fortunately, until he and Zhang Qingtian stood face to face, Zhang Qingtian never moved, except for his body that was trembling more and more, he stood honestly like a child in a kindergarten class, half-bowed his head, his eyes drooping to the ground, and honestly waiting for the next instruction from the person who came in to him.