"Damn, what do you mean by that?"

A psychopath frowned, he could hear what Bill was saying, and looked around warily to make sure the nurse was still chatting before turning his head to glare at Bill.

"Don't be so nervous, friends, I just want to know something inconsequential, I found that this morning when you were yelling at the iron gate, the others were immediately following you, are you the organizer of this group of patients?"

"One more thing, you look very normal, what kind of illness did Stationmaster Hoover diagnose you to keep you here?"

"Aren't you normal?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the four middle-aged men sitting next to Bill got up and slapped the table hard, it seemed that it was the last question that annoyed him.

"New crumbs, are you looking for death!"

"Bastard, you can't talk nonsense, we're mentally ill, we're crazy and even we're afraid of ourselves, and we don't have to pay full responsibility for murder!!"

Faced with the vicious psychopaths, Bill can now be sure that there is indeed something hidden in them.

The only man sitting across from Bill, who looked the oldest, and the man Bill pointed to, quietly drew the last card from Bill's hand.

Instead of drawing the ghost card, he took the 5 of diamonds and made a pair.

Calmly throwing the cards to the pile, he finally spoke.

"Alright, let's all sit down. ”

"Don't let the nurses pay attention to us, disturbing public order can be judged as seriously ill, then our good days will come to an end. ”

The men turned their heads to see the nurse looking around, and they all swallowed unconsciously, sat back in their chairs and pretended to play cards again, and they were relieved when the nurses gathered again to chat.

"Mr. Cliff, what do you have to ask us brothers, please tell me directly, I don't remember ever offending a guy surnamed Cliff. ”

The 'boss' of the group of five has sharp eyes, staring at Bill's playful eyes, unhappy and wary of his presence.

"Hehe, you have some secrets hidden in you, but I'm not interested in those things, I just want you to tell you about this madhouse, because I want to escape. ”

Unveiling his black ghost card, Bill pushes it to the center of the round table to express his intentions.

"What, you want to escape?"

"Are you crazy!"

"Do you know where this is, don't be kidding, I see you're not lightly ill!"

"No, no, he's a psychopath diagnosed by Stationmaster Hoover, he's really sick!"

The men except the boss whispered one after another, and according to these words, Bill had more guesses about why they came to this place willingly.

"Don't make a fuss, friends, I was sent here because I was misunderstood, but Stationmaster Hoover doesn't believe I'm not mentally ill, so I'm left to fend for myself. ”

"If you help me get out of here, I can also help you do things outside, whether it's killing people or framing people, I know a lot of trustworthy friends. ”

Bill smiled gently, his deep eyes and stiff corners of his mouth putting him in a different style of painting, out of place with the table.

The boss squinted at him, took out a cotton swab from the front pocket of the hospital gown with his right thumb and forefinger, held it in his mouth, and greedily sucked it.

It's a pity that this thing can't take him into the state, and he can only reminisce about the past, and fantasize about the fluttering feeling in his heart.

"Mr. Cliff, we don't have anything we need you to do for us, and you can't help us with what we want to do, and our five brothers should not hear about you trying to escape, so you better go to someone else for help. ”

The boss thinks he has a grasp of Bill's psychology, and he guesses that Bill may have been framed and sent to an insane asylum, which is why he is anxious to find a way to escape on the first day of admission.

But they are different, they took the initiative to pretend to be crazy and stupid and spent a lot of money to come here, for these five brothers, this madhouse jointly funded and managed by the government and the church is their shelter.

"Hehe, you're really not crazy, you still maintain such a rational way of thinking, if you can be a little more crazy, maybe you will find a more wonderful side of the world. ”

"It doesn't matter if you're crazy or not, it's up to the outside world to judge whether you're crazy or not, Mr. Cliff, we can't help you in any way, life here is comfortable and peaceful, and although it seems to you that we're not crazy, we don't plan to leave. ”

The boss looked at Bill and said that his posture did not look like an ordinary person at all, and when he spoke, the four younger brothers did not say a word, unconditionally supporting the boss's decision.

But what the Boss didn't expect was that Bill wasn't a creature he could understand at all, and that this eccentric man's brain circuits were so strange that sometimes even he felt inexplicable.

Like what he's going to do next.

Bang bang –

Suddenly rushed to the door and hit his head against the wall, and pulled the man next to him to squeeze his hand on his neck, he didn't know why the power in his body exploded, but these powers came at the right time.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Stop, stop, let go of Mr. Cliff!"

"Oh no, get someone to separate them and give Mr. Cliff the treatment he needs!"

"Damn, if the patrol team sees it, our winnings will be wasted again!"

The tall nurses tried to separate the two men who were in a state of violence and the victims, who were slightly inferior to Miss Marselan, but managed to save Bill.

Amid screams and hell, Miss Nurse shields Bill behind her, wipes the blood running down his forehead with a cotton swab, and reassures him not to be afraid.

And the man framed by Bill was firmly tied up by the nurses with four belts and injected with a yellow tranquilizer.

As long as there is a woman, being handsome and delicate will be treated preferentially, which is Bill's biggest advantage in this frame-up.

When Bill is escorted out of the recreation room by the nurse sisters, he bows his head deeply, letting the broken hair hide the expression on his face, but lip-syncs in the direction of the boss.

(Thank you for telling me that if you disturb public order, you will be judged to be seriously ill.) ）

(As the most innocent victim, you'll sympathize with my pathetic plight, right?)

After speaking, only the corners of his mouth were raised, and he had disappeared into the cold-colored corridor, and the footsteps were getting farther and farther away......

The real psychopaths in the recreation room had no idea what the fun thing that had just happened meant, clapping their hands and laughing, repeating the same ballad in their mouths.

And the expressions of the boss and the remaining three younger brothers at the card table at this moment can only be described as dumbfounded, and their hearts are like 10,000 ants galloping.

It wasn't until the nurses called in more paramedic to carry the hapless abuser away that they realized what Bill's actions meant.

"Big brother, how could the fourth brother suddenly hit that madman, he wasn't so impulsive, it must be ......"

"I know, it was that Cliff who did it, and he used the visuals to create the image of being beaten. ”

Hearing the boss say this, the three younger brothers were immediately so excited that they wanted to rush forward, although the five of them did not come out of a mother's womb, their feelings were closer than their own brothers.

"Don't be impulsive, this guy is not easy to mess with!"

The Boss stops the little brother who wants to come forward to save the man, because he sees the real madness in Bill's face blocked by broken hair, and what has just happened is obvious to all, they are struck by this new design.

They can react so quickly to what their small group fears the most, and they are so ......powerful in action that they are so ruthless to themselves that they are so ruthless

"Big brother, what about the fourth brother, we all know that if he is judged by Stationmaster Hoover to be seriously mentally ill, then the fourth brother can only ......"

"Calm me down!"

The boss roared in a low voice, and his calm and powerful voice immediately dominated the conversation, and he took the lead in sitting back in his chair, his hands crossed on his chin.

"The fate of the fourth child may not be so serious, maybe he is just deprived of the number of public activities and time. ”

"No one knows how Director Hoover divides the seriously ill from the ordinary, but I have made this assumption based on past experience. ”

"I'll talk about it when I practice tomorrow morning, if the fourth child really enters the intensive care unit, I will also save him, and I will make that Cliff pay the price he deserves!"

The boss snorted coldly, put away the cards on the table, shuffled and cut the cards over and over again, and the three younger brothers could only sit back in their chairs angrily, all they wanted was revenge on Bill.

"Big brother, why don't we tell the nurses that Cliff is planning to escape, we can't get that guy out of here!"

"Yes, big brother, we can find the nurse and say that Cliff framed the fourth, there are four of us, so many witnesses are enough to prove the innocence of the fourth!"

"Big brother, that guy is a madman, as long as he ......"

The two younger brothers all want to destroy Bill's escape plan, but the boss shakes his head after hearing this, and does not approve of this way of informing.

"I've stressed to you many times that since we are mentally ill now, we must behave like a mentally ill person, and we must never act like a whistleblower or gang up in front of the nurses. ”

"And very importantly, do you think anyone will believe the words of the mentally ill?"

"No one cares about a madman, not even you and me, and I'm sure Cliff must know that well enough to tell us what he has to do. ”

After listening to the boss's explanation, the younger brothers had to sigh and stop talking, it was not for no reason that he could be the boss, but because his IQ was recognized by others......

As the time went on, the recreation time ended, and all the patients were organized by the nurses to move on to their next activity according to the schedule, while Bill was being treated in the medical room.

An elderly woman over forty years of age in the infirmary gently put gauze on Bill's forehead, and she looked kinder than the nurses, and handed him a candy cube.

Because too much sugar can cause mood swings, candy is a forbidden food in an insane asylum and is strictly controlled.

"Thank you......"

"I'm sorry I'm causing you trouble......"

Bill peels off the candy and stuffs it into his mouth, pretending to be a very innocent white rabbit, and for older women, showing weakness is the best weapon to arouse their sympathy.

Of course, he was not sure whether this method would work for Miss Marselan, who was as cold as a machine and seemed to have no emotion at all.

"No, it's all right, poor little Cliff. ”

"It's so pitiful for you to go to such a place at such a young age, I guess your family must be worried about you, I wish you a speedy recovery. ”

Bill just wanted to smile and thank the doctor again, but his brain suddenly wanted to be concentrated by something, and his eyes were inexplicably in a trance!

"Ah——!h

"Cliff, you're ......"

The female doctor, who looked to be over forty years old, screamed instantly, and scrambled through the medicine box for cotton, and Bill felt two streams of warm liquid flow from his nose.

Sticking out the tongue, the taste is salty and astringent, and it is also full of the addictive taste of blood......

"Heh, I also have nosebleeds, and it's really a sudden feeling that the human body is simply sadly weak. 」

In the process of thinking, Bill's two nose holes have been stuffed with cotton balls, although the bleeding has not completely stopped, and the gushing nosebleeds have a tendency to gradually stop.

At the same time, it was very fortunate that the doctor avoided direct contact with the blood, so she deliberately wore rubber gloves when helping Al stop the bleeding, and the cotton was also clamped with small tweezers.

"Scared the hell out of me, little Cliff, it looks like you're going to have to eat less sweets lately......"

Bill nodded obediently, he didn't think that a piece of strawberry-flavored candy cube could make his nosebleed gush, but he felt that it was not normal for him to have a sudden nosebleed?

"I don't seem to have any colds or other routine illnesses since I crossed over, and this body has no problems except for the peculiar fetishes and Williams's previously entangled character relationships. 」

"Should I take this opportunity to ask the psychiatrist here to do a check-up on me and see if the inability to touch other people's skin can be cured?"

"You can try it next time you see Stationmaster Hoover, but the question for now is why I have a nosebleed, could it be that the guy who wanted to kill me in the mine has been following me here......

Bill was a little bored by the information and thoughts that could never be sorted out, and he could only be truly at peace if he let all the people who tried to kill him disappear.

After leaving the infirmary, having lunch in the cafeteria, Bill smiled kindly at the group of only four people from afar, only to get evasive glances from the younger brothers, of course.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Bill, who was still in the single room, waited for his first visitors, and although it was a bit unexpected, the first people to come here were old friends whom Bill hadn't seen in a long time.

"Hansen, I didn't expect you to be the first to come and see me. ”

Grinning, Bill leaned back on the double pillow and looked at the high-spirited Hansen Shell in front of him, and felt a sense of pride in his heart.

"Bill, to be honest, I was shocked when I heard the news, how could you guys get sick and be hospitalized......"

"No problem, I'll be out in a few days and prove that I don't have any mental illness at all......"

Casually, Bill was reluctant to show his sad face in front of his acquaintances, and after chatting for a while, a picture suddenly appeared in front of him that made him impressed and uneasy.

"That's right, Hansen. ”

"How's Thomas's editor-in-chief doing?"