Byrne said that the clouds are light and the wind is light.

Yang Ke's heart was turbulent.

He almost agreed to let someone kill him just now?

That's weird, isn't it?

There is even a so-called killing ritual, who are the members of the Dark Night Organization?

Perverted?

Byrne got up and locked the door to his office, then adjusted the back of Yang Ke's chair to a flat position.

Then he took out four candlesticks and placed them in the four corners of Yang Ke, lit the candles, and turned off all the lights in the office.

In the darkness, Byrne took out a round pendant engraved with a trident pattern around his neck, held it with both hands and put it to his mouth, and his calm eyes exuded an inexplicable light.

"Next, I will hypnotize you, and then guide you to recall your own murder experience, and the key to your opening of the hunter's dream is to hide in a corner of the murder memory, find it, and then accept it, you can open your hunter's dream."

"Now, look me straight in the eye."

Yang Ke lay on the chair, retracted his chaotic thoughts, looked at Bourne's eyes that shimmered with strange light, and heard a vague and inexplicable chant.

"Mother Earth incarnated of wisdom and kindness.

The goddess of the moon who guards the night,

You sincere believers, I beg you to give this lost man a point of view,

Please bring him into the kingdom of your dreams......"

Yang Ke slowly felt a wave of dizziness, and gradually, gradually closed his eyes.

……

……

"I desperately persevered, hoping to die in an accident. Xiao Yang, do you know, what made me insist on surviving was not hope, but despair. ”

Yang Ke sat next to a hospital bed, looking at the young man in front of him who was talking freely and his expression was slightly dark, and he really couldn't connect him with the person with antisocial personality disorder.

This is his second day as a volunteer at Guangchen Psychiatric Hospital, and his daily job is to chat with patients and encourage them to do well.

"Hey, Xiao Yang, don't listen to his nonsense, that kid has no human feelings at all, he is just acting to deceive your sympathy, so as to get out of here." The person talking in the next bed is a person with masochistic personality disorder, who likes to stimulate others with words, and then let others attack him, "Luo Ming, stop acting, he is a volunteer, he has no power to let you leave at all, people like you deserve to be locked up here for the rest of their lives." ”

"What, I acted for a long time," Luo Ming put away his sadness for a second, and the whole person instantly became a lot more cheerful, "Your name is Yang Ke, right, if you don't take me out, believe it or not, I'll kill you now?" ”

"I believe it."

Yang Ke now knows what an antisocial personality is.

"That's all for today's encouragement, I'll go to the next room."

Yang Ke got up and walked outside, Luo Ming looked at his back, and suddenly said, "Do you have anyone you want to kill?" Why don't I help you kill someone, and then you take me out? ”

Luo Ming saw that Yang Ke walked out without any reaction, and immediately felt very bored: "Dead fat man, why did you expose my performance just now?" Are you itching again? ”

"What, you're going to beat me, come, I'll let you hit me on my stomach, come on, come on."

As everyone knows, Yang Ke, who walked out of the door at this time, clenched his fists tightly, and was resisting the urge to cooperate with Luo Ming.

Until the evening, Yang Ke handed over the work with the night shift people, and then went home from work.

"Xiao Yang is off work, recently my aunt's family came to my relatives, and I bought a lot of fruits, I can't eat them at all, I'll bring you some tomorrow."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Thank you, thank you, there are too few sensible children like you, it's too late for Auntie to hurt you."

I don't know why, Yang Ke has only been here for two days, and he has been very welcome.

Especially these middle-aged women, seeing him one by one are closer than the other.

Yang Ke walked out of the door of the mental hospital and looked at the small grove in the darkness in front of him, but felt much more relaxed.

The architectural style of Guangchen Mental Hospital is very unique, belonging to the Gothic style, under the background of the night moonlight, it is like an ancient castle, simple and solemn.

Because of this, Yang Ke always feels a faint depression when working, as if a film is put on your emotions, so that you can't really release it.

Because the architectural style of Guangchen Psychiatric Hospital is more conspicuous, many outsiders will regard it as a tourist attraction when they first come to Jieshi, but when they find out that it is actually a mental hospital, they will immediately stay away.

A dark path through the grove leads to a wide, well-lit oil road outside.

Yang Ke's mobile phone rang twice, he took it out and opened the flip cover, and found that it was a message from his mother: Son, today is your eighteenth birthday, and my mother has prepared a cake for you, come back early to eat.

This is the first time Yang Ke has received a text message from his mother, because just three days ago, he had just finished the college entrance examination, and then two days ago, his mother secretly bought him this Nokia mobile phone with her own private money.

"I almost forgot, it's my birthday, I'm eighteen years old. Time flies so slowly, and that day has only arrived now. ”

Yang Ke found his second-hand bicycle and went home, and when he was about to arrive at the community, it suddenly rained lightly, which soon turned into heavy rain again.

He rushed back to the downstairs of the community against the rain, holding a semi-wet courier in his hand.

Yang Ke hurriedly tore open the express package, checked the box inside, and was relieved to find that the box was fine.

This is a new mobile phone that he bought for his mother with half a month's salary in advance, although it is not the latest smart phone, but it is better than PHS.

Wiping the rain splashed on the surface of the phone case, Yang Ke put it in his backpack, and then climbed upstairs to the eleventh floor.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Yang Ke suddenly smelled a strong smell of wine, and the door was closed, so he subconsciously slowed down his pace and slowly opened the door.

"Lao Tzu let you celebrate your birthday!"

There was a muffled sound, and an iron rod slammed into Yang Ke's head.

He took a few steps back, and when he saw that the iron rod was about to smash down again, he hurriedly kicked it out and kicked Yang Pengfei to the ground.

Yang Ke wiped his smashed forehead and found that blood was flowing down.

"Dad, are you crazy?"

"Lao Tzu is not crazy, Lao Tzu is going to kill you two money-losers today, it is because of you that Lao Tzu will keep losing money!"

Yang Pengfei staggered back to his feet, holding the iron rod and about to beat again.

Yang Ke heard something else from his words.

"Where's my mom? What did you do with her? Say it! ”

The room was surprisingly quiet, Yang Ke suddenly had a bad premonition, he kicked away Yang Pengfei who attacked again, and ran desperately into the bedroom inside, but what caught his eye was his mother who was already lying in a pool of blood.

"Mom, are you okay, Mom, wake up!"

Yang Ke suddenly panicked, and he didn't know anything about first aid, so he shook his mother's body helplessly.

However, the mother remained motionless, as if she were dead.

"Mom, you don't want to die!"

"Ahem."

Mother suddenly coughed softly, and Yang Ke hurriedly said, "Mom, hold on, I'll call an ambulance!" ”

"Little rabbit cub, dare to kick Lao Tzu, it's still two feet, the wings are stiff, right, Lao Tzu still doesn't believe that he can't deal with you."

Yang Pengfei held on to the door frame and pointed at Yang Ke with an iron rod.

Yang Ke, who almost thought that his mother had been beaten to death, fell into extreme anger at this time, and he looked at Yang Pengfei with bloodshot eyes, and there was only one thought at this time.

Kill this brute!

Yang Pengfei took the iron rod and staggered over, Yang Ke easily grabbed the iron rod, and then slapped a stick on his leg.

Yang Pengfei half-knelt on the ground with a sigh.

Yang Ke did not continue to shoot, but returned the iron rod to Yang Pengfei first.

Yang Pengfei didn't know what Yang Ke was doing, but he still took the iron rod and whipped him down.

Yang Ke didn't dodge, let the iron rod pull on himself, and then he snatched it again, and a stick was pumped on Yang Pengfei's arm.

Then he gave the iron rod back to the other man and asked him to whip himself.

This went back and forth several times, and when Yang Ke returned the iron rod to Yang Pengfei again, the latter covered his arm and cried bitterly: "What are you going to do!" ”

"Hold it for me."

"Woooooooooo......oo I won't take it, I won't beat it, son, it's my mistake, let's bury your mother quickly, otherwise the police will find out, and our house will be ruined. ”

"Take it!"

Yang Ke's shout was full of unspeakable anger, Yang Pengfei trembled and took the iron rod, knocked it on his leg a little, and the latter immediately took it and smashed it directly on Yang Pengfei's head.

Boom!

Yang Ke had rehearsed this kind of justified defense many times in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be used in such a way.

Yang Pengfei was smashed to the ground, Yang Ke hurriedly returned to his mother, and after confirming that she was still alive, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

After the fight, he thought about it and quickly called 110 again: "Hey, police, I'm going to turn myself in." ”

Soon police cars and ambulances arrived at the community.

Yang Ke looked at his mother and Yang Pengfei, who were carried away by ambulance, and then followed the police to the Yujiang Police Station.

"When I got home, I found that my dad was beating my mom with an iron bar, and my mom was lying on the ground motionless, I hurried up to stop him, he even beat me together, I was afraid that my mom would be beaten to death by him, so I fought back desperately, but accidentally slapped his head with an iron bar, police uncle, is my dad dead, am I killing someone?"

"Is my mom okay? Will you let me see her? ”

"You calm down first, we will investigate this case clearly."

Liang Jun stood outside the interrogation room, and after listening to Yang Ke's statement to the interrogating police, he said to the policeman next to him: "Take him to examine the injuries on his body." ”

"Okay."

Two hours later, the police returned to Liang Jun with the test report: "Team Liang, the results of the examination are out, the injuries on Yang Ke's body are basically iron rod wounds, and the angles of those injuries can't be hit by themselves at all, which proves that they were indeed beaten by others." ”

And the police who investigated the neighbors also sent back the news, which was basically the same as what Yang Ke said, proving that he was not lying. Liang team, this is a typical case of legitimate defense caused by domestic violence, Yang Pengfei is a heavy drinker, and he especially likes gambling, his domestic violence against his wife and children happens from time to time, at first the neighbors took care of it, but the number of times was too much and then it was ignored. ”

"I just learned about Yang Ke's reputation, and the neighbors all said that he was a good boy who was well-behaved and sensible, basically every summer vacation, he would work to subsidize the family, and even today he advanced his salary and bought a mobile phone for his mother."

Liang Jun looked at the sad Yang Ke in the interrogation room silently, and said to the policeman beside him: "Don't rush to conclusions, you go to the hospital with me tomorrow, if Yang Pengfei wakes up, see what he says." ”