Chapter Eighty-Six: Heaven or Hell Red Envelope (Late)
My question is very straightforward, if Xu Li is sincere, she will definitely tell the truth, now is the time for us to test each other. γLatest chapter reading. γ
Xu Li crossed his hands, looked at me thoughtfully, and said for a long time: "Brother Tian, you really have great powers, and you have not been in Decheng for a few days, and you have understood things so thoroughly, in fact, my reason is very simple, I can't recognize this corpse." β
I don't understand why Xu Li can't recognize the body, this is her own brother, how can she bear to let him lie alone in the cold freezer.
Xu Li saw my doubts and sighed: "Brother Tian, do you think I don't want to bury my brother properly, but I can't, the police have determined that it is a spontaneous combustion of the human body, as long as I go to claim it, they will ask me to cremate my brother, but my brother died so miserably, I must keep his body before I find out the truth." β
In fact, if you want to know the cause of Xu Li's brother's death, the best way is to summon spirits, and his body is kept in Chunfeng Hospital, which is an excellent soul-calling material.
I said, "Dean Xu, since I promised to help you find out the secret of the baby's crying and dig out the truth about your brother's spontaneous combustion, then I hope you can also fully cooperate with me, you find a secluded place in the hospital, provide spell casting materials according to my request, and I will try to bring your brother's soul back tonight." β
When Xu Li heard that I was going to summon a spirit, his face changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his usual and said: "Okay, Brother Tian, you are a professional, I will listen to you all, now it is not convenient for many people to enter and exit the hospital during the day, and at night I will have people take my brother's body to the underground warehouse west of the hospital, and we will cast spells over there." β
Actually, I just need a suitable place to cast spells, and there is not much difference between morning and night.
After discussing the evening, I had time to ask about the crying baby, and I said, "Dean Xu, what is the crying baby's voice, Lao Zhu told me about it last night, and it seems that it can only be heard near the nursing home." β
Xu Li nodded very hard and said: "Brother Tian, I won't tell you, in fact, the sound of the baby crying has lasted for a long time, I remember that the first time I heard it seemed to be half a year ago, that sound was like the cry of a newborn baby, and I also heard it near the east wall of the nursing home." β
Sure enough, it was near the nursing home, that is, the source of the crying baby's voice may have been in the nursing home.
I asked, "Dean Xu, have you gone in to see where the baby's crying came from in the nursing home?" β
Xu Li seemed to think of something bad, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and say: "Since the last time a madman ran out of it and bit two people to death, the sanatorium has implemented militarized closed management, and even I can't get in, and it is usually managed by Dean Ke inside." β
I really can't imagine what it is like for a sick patient to bite two people alive, and what kind of despair they experienced before they died.
I exhaled deeply and said, "Okay, Dean Xu, then it's decided, I'll go around the sanatorium first, and you'll call me later when you're ready." β
Leaving the dean's office, I walked down the aisle to the west, and standing by the window of the passageway, I could see the nursing home.
It's more like a prison than a sanatorium, with high walls and an electric grid on it, and normal people can't get out, let alone those with mental problems.
The overall scale is not very large, the outer wall is wrapped in a ring, and the sanatorium is an isolated city, and the people inside can't get out, and the people outside can't get in.
I walked all the way for more than ten minutes, and finally found the main entrance of the nursing home, but I didn't expect that the nursing home only entered and exited through a small iron gate, and there were two majestic security guards with batons standing outside the door.
There is a sign hanging on the gate, which says that if you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid that no one will believe it, and next door to the gynecology hospital is a sanatorium for the mentally ill.
On the wall west of the iron gate, there are advertising posters, saying that the Chunfeng Sanatorium is the best hospital in Decheng, and all patients with special circumstances at home can be ignored from now on as long as they pay a certain fee, and the sanatorium will be responsible for sending them to the end.
It is said that it is the most beautiful life terminal for special patients.
It sounds like a good name, but I know that this is actually a shelter for people who have been abandoned by their families.
The patients here have more or less all kinds of problems, and the family may have sent them here out of desperation, but more often than not, it is a kind of relief.
I can't say that the families of these patients are doing something wrong, after all, not everyone is willing to take care of them for a lifetime, and maybe this is really the best place for them.
Just as I was looking closely, there was a sudden violent crash at the iron door, and the sound was particularly harsh.
Soon there was a cacophony of voices inside, including men's insults and suspicious begs for mercy.
I don't know what happened inside, but it must not be a good thing, and after a while, the small iron door at the entrance was suddenly opened, and a man in a hospital gown rushed out.
The man was unkempt, his face was covered with blood, as if he had just been beaten, he rushed out of the iron door with his front feet, and the security guard standing outside the door couldn't help but say that he was beaten badly.
The baton fell mercilessly on the man's head, arms, back, and legs.
Before the man could take two steps, he fell to the ground heavily, and soon two men in nurse uniforms rushed out of it, and the two of them were holding not iron rods, but bloody iron hammers.
The nurse couldn't help but say that he covered the man's head and smashed it, and I was shocked to see the picture, it was a living person, even if it was a mental patient, so I didn't have to treat it like this.
The man was beaten and dying, he looked at me with extremely desperate eyes, slowly raised his hand and said, "Help, help, me!" β
I couldn't stand it, and as soon as I stepped forward, a security guard came up to me with a baton, pointed at me with one hand and said, "If you're looking for death, get out of here." β
Although the attitude of the security guard is very fierce, the sense of justice in my bones is burning, if I don't see it, forget it, but since I have seen it, I will definitely not pretend that I don't know anything, I said sharply: "He is a patient, you can't beat people like this, it will kill people." β
The security guard snorted coldly and said: "Rare and strange, warn you not to meddle in things, he is a serious mental patient, you sympathize with him, and when he wants your life, you will see who sympathizes with you." β
Ignoring the security guard's warning, I walked straight up, stopped the nurse who was beating the man, and said, "Stop beating, if you beat him, you'll die, is that how your nursing home treats patients?" β
A tall nurse stopped what he was doing, he was a head taller than me, and he suddenly walked up to me, stretched out his left arm and said, "This is what he did, I bit off a piece of meat for him, and it was cheaper to kill him, do you think this kind of person can let him out?" β
I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now when I look closely, I find that the sleeves of the gauntlet are all bloodstains, and there is a tooth mark on the left arm, which is really a blur of bitten flesh and blood.
For a while, I didn't know what to say, I could only say in a deep voice: "Although he is a patient, he is still a person after all, and you are doing this too,"
When the nurse heard my words, he suddenly glanced at me, showed a weird smile and said, "Hehe, the compassion is quite overflowing, okay, let's stop fighting, I remember you, I hope I won't see you in it in the future." β
The nurse's laughter was unpleasant, and he glanced at the other nurse, each of whom dragged one foot and dragged the beaten man to the nursing home, and the ground was covered with blood.
This kind of picture is very cruel, I have only seen it in horror movies, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes one day.
I really can't do anything about this kind of thing, even if I call the police on 110 now, I'm afraid it won't solve the problem well, not to mention that I have more important things to do.
Just before the man was dragged back into the iron door, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the door frame, showing a panicked expression, staring at him tightly and saying, "I, I'm not,"
It's a pity that the man was dragged in before he finished speaking, and the iron door was slammed shut again.
Although it was only a small episode, it shocked me tremendously.
What kind of place is this, and it dares to call it a paradise for special patients.
In my opinion, this is hell at all.