Nanjing Qinglongshan Psychiatric Hospital, located at the southern foot of Nanjing, has beautiful scenery, birds and flowers, looks like an ordinary sanatorium, giving people a quiet and peaceful feeling. ┭┮.┯Who would have thought that in this hospital, most of the people living in this hospital are not ordinary ordinary people.

Yes, I never think that psychopaths are terrible, I always think that they just think differently from the world, or they are correct or incorrect, and they are unfortunate after all.

After Zhang Yi parked his car, he called the medical staff who cared for Professor Zhang, and they asked us to meet in the garden behind the building.

I asked Zhang Yi, "Have you ever asked what is the current situation of Professor Zhang?" ”

Zhang Yi thought I was worried about the safety situation, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it won't bite." ”

I was a little upset when I heard this, and frowned and said, "I mean, can he help us see this map?" ”

Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know, that's what we're here for, the doctor said that Professor Zhang's condition is sometimes relatively normal, and sometimes it is very abnormal." ∥⊥≡≦∧.∈?≦.┭. It seems that some kind of depression is coming, and he will always suspect that someone is trying to harm him, so let's see the situation when the time comes. ”

As we spoke, we had already rounded the main building to the small garden behind the building.

It is said to be a small garden, but in fact, the area is really not small, and it can be called a park.

In the distance, I saw a young female nurse pushing Professor Zhang in a wheelchair basking in the sun.

Professor Zhang is much better than when I met him in the Longshan Underground Palace, he has gained a lot of weight, his face is flushed, and he looks well taken care of.

We walked over briskly and explained our intentions to the nurse before trying to communicate with Professor Zhang.

Professor Zhang leaned on the back of his wheelchair face up, covered with a small blanket, smiling and squinting, as if enjoying the afternoon sun. There is a cup of black tea in the cup holder at his hand, and some nuts are scattered on the simple table in his wheelchair, which shows that he is very particular about his diet here.

Zhang Yi walked around in front of Professor Zhang, smiled and asked, "Professor Zhang, we have come to visit you." Net ≤.┮╇.┼c╳o┯m"

Professor Zhang's eyelids didn't move, and he said lightly: "Get out of the way." ”

This was very impolite, which made Zhang Yi very embarrassed.

The young medical staff said apologetically, "I'm sorry, please let me go, the position you are standing in is blocking Professor Zhang's sunlight." ”

Zhang Yi suddenly realized, apologized again and again, and stepped aside.

I don't think Professor Zhang is mentally ill, he is just a little old man who is very difficult to deal with. Although he was a little displeased, he still tried to be as polite as possible: "Professor Zhang, do you remember us?" ”

Professor Zhang ignored me completely, ignored my words, gasped for breath, and said loudly, "Push me back." ”

The medical staff smiled at us awkwardly, then pushed Professor Zhang and walked back.

Before I came, I had already guessed many possibilities, but I didn't expect to encounter such a situation.

Seeing Professor Zhang being pushed farther and farther away, I frowned and asked Zhang Yi, "What's going on?" ”

Zhang Yi sighed and said, "Professor Zhang wasn't like this before. ≠v≮≈∧v≈≈.╳.Let's go over and have a look. ”

Yang Qing asked in a low voice on the side, "Fifth brother, did you pay attention to Professor Zhang's hand just now?" ”

I had been paying attention to Professor Zhang's expression just now, but I really didn't pay attention to his hand, so I hurriedly asked Yang Qing, "What are you doing now?" ”

After thinking for a moment, Yang Qing whispered, "I don't know if it's right or not, I just saw that his hand seems to have been drawing something on his leg." ”

According to my initial understanding of psychology, I know that if a person draws something with his finger without a specific consciousness, it must be because he is thinking about something in his head.

According to Zhang Yi's introduction, I know that although Professor Zhang is older, he has always insisted on rushing to the forefront of archaeology. Leng Buding was forcibly locked up here, which is really torturous, and it is indeed normal to spend his spare time thinking about some things.

Therefore, I didn't pay too much attention to Yang Qing's appearance. ∥ net.┮╇.╇

Zhang Yi reminded at this time: "Hurry up and follow, they are going to enter the building." ”

When I looked up, I saw that the young medical staff had already pushed Professor Zhang up the ramp and was about to enter the inpatient building.

The afternoon sun was good, and the small garden was full of patients and related medical staff who came out to bask in the sun.

I saw an old lady who said she was possessed by Sherlock Holmes, a young man who said she could see ghosts, and an old man who came to give us a city......

Looking at these people living in their own world, I suddenly felt that they were actually quite happy, at least alive, didn't they?

We hurried into the building and saw that the medical staff had already pushed Professor Zhang into the elevator, and seemed to have been waiting for us, keeping the elevator door open at all times.

Zhang Yi glanced at me and Yang Qing, and then the three of us silently followed into the elevator.

I smiled at the paramedic and nodded in gratitude, and the girl smiled at me and pressed the floor button.

Professor Zhang was placed in a separate room, on a higher floor, which was very quiet. His room had everything in place and looked like an apartment.

The girl helped Professor Zhang to get up, walked slowly to the bedside, and took care of him and took a handful of medicine.

Professor Zhang didn't look at us, took the medicine without saying a word, and then lay down on the bed, leaving only our backs.

The girl came over a little apologetically and whispered to us, "I'm really embarrassed, although the dean has arranged it, but you also see that Professor Zhang is not in a very good mood today, otherwise you will come back another day?" ”

I said in my heart, "That's all it takes."

However, before I could say anything, I felt that Yang Qing was pulling the corner of my clothes.

I looked back at Yang Qing suspiciously, but saw her motioning me to look at the wall with her eyes.

Zhang Yi also seemed to show up at this time, and said to me in a very low voice: "Wu Yishu, what are you looking at on the wall?" ”

I quickly turned my head to look at the wall, and now the wall that was originally painted white was actually densely painted with graphics, which looked like a map.

The map is drawn a little simply, it is drawn with a pencil, almost occupying half of the wall, and I think it is wallpaper when I look at it coldly.

I made a silent gesture to the girl, then walked gently to the wall to take a closer look at the map.

After all, I have a lot of experience in going from south to north, and I can't avoid consulting maps everywhere, so I think I can find some clues.

After careful observation, I realized that the map was only a half-finished product, only a small part of it was still partially drawn, and the rest of the map was drawn with simple lines of contour lines.

Yang Qing and Zhang Yi also came over to take a look at it at this time, and after Zhang Yi observed it carefully for a while, he frowned and asked me, "Do you see anything?" ”

I nodded, pointed to the relatively complete part of the drawing, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be near Chengdu in Sichuan." Along this line, make a circle, make a small circle on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, enter Xinjiang, and go all the way to ...... Tarim Basin. Hey? What does he mean by a question mark here? ”

Just as I finished speaking, Professor Zhang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up.

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