Qingzhou Psychiatric Hospital.

He Lin, the head nurse, opened the big iron door with two male nurses and walked into the intensive care area of the hospital.

This area is arranged to be a severely mentally ill person who cannot take care of himself, that is, the commonly known madman, these people have completely lost their minds, in order to prevent accidents, there are a large number of nurses on duty here every day, once a patient is out of control, coercive measures will be taken.

Walking into this area is like going to hell, and you can hear the loud voices of the sick people from a long distance, singing, shouting, crying, one after another, and from time to time you can see the sick people reaching out from the iron window and staring at their eyes hysterically.

"Long live the great People's Republic of China, long live the great working people, long live Chairman Mao......"

"Learn from Lei Feng's good example, be loyal to the revolution and the party, distinguish between love and hate, never forget your roots, take a firm stance and have a strong fighting spirit......"

Anything comical imaginable can happen here, such as swimming on concrete floors and climbing up walls.

He Lin was not surprised, and looked through last night's inspection records as she walked.

Suddenly, He Lin stopped, and she found that the inspection record had come to an abrupt end at four o'clock in the evening.

According to the regulations of the hospital, it must be inspected once an hour after 12 o'clock, and there is no need to register after 6 o'clock in the morning, so what about the inspection record at 5 o'clock?

"Who was on duty last night?" He Lin asked.

"Looks like Nurse Lu." A nurse said.

It wouldn't be strange if it was Lu Fang and He Lin, Lu Fang was notoriously irresponsible in the hospital, most likely she went to sleep after four o'clock.

At this time, a patient suddenly appeared in the corridor, this was a woman with a disheveled hair, she was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, and looked at He Lin and walked over quickly.

"What's going on? How did she come out? He Lin hurriedly asked.

All the patients in this area are locked up in their rooms, and there will be a special person to lead the care every day, how can they appear in the corridor for no reason?

Two nurses quickly stepped forward to block in front of He Lin.

I saw the woman suddenly kneel on the ground in a few steps, and the poofing was a ring.

"The concubines see the Queen Mother, Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

After the worship, the woman raised her hands again.

"The Queen Mother, please eat!"

Lu Fang found that there was a cylindrical thing in the woman's palm, and when she looked closer, she was immediately frightened.

That's a bloody finger!

Looking at the wall again, He Lin almost fainted in fright, and saw that the wall behind him was densely covered with bloody handprints, one after another, countless of them, and there were bloody footprints everywhere on the ground......

When there was an emergency case in the psychiatric hospital, Zhou Huabei and Luo Cheng rushed to the hospital as soon as possible.

Led by the head of the hospital, several people walked into the scene of the crime, which was located in the toilet at the back of the intensive care area.

Before they entered the toilet, everyone saw bloody handprints and footprints everywhere, in addition to bloody handprints, there were also huge slogans written in blood.

Each word is a few centimeters wide.

"What is this written on?" Luo Cheng asked.

"Hands! Amputated limbs, to be exact. ”

Zhou Huabei's gaze fell on the half of the arm stretched out from the door of the toilet, the palm was upward, miserable and white, and there was no blood, like a lotus root.

This was the first time Luo Cheng had seen such a bloody scene, although he had been prepared, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him, and his throat tightened.

"Take a picture and take a sample."

Zhou Huabei led the team to the door of the toilet, and the creepy scene of pushing the door open appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

I saw two human heads neatly placed on the floor of the toilet!

The two corpses hung on the toilet door, their bellies were broken, their limbs were completely cut off and placed at the gate, and the internal organs were hung in rows on the coat hooks on the wall, and the walls were covered with black and smelly blood, and the smell of blood and excrement was mixed together to make it smelly.

"Whew!"

Luo Cheng turned his head sideways and vomited, he couldn't stand it anymore, and his whole person was trembling.

Zhou Huabei had obviously seen the big scene, so he took a deep breath and walked into the scene.

"What are you doing here? The corpses of the murderers are still so neatly arranged, madmen, what a bunch of madmen. A criminal policeman couldn't help but complain.

Zhou Huabei said with a serious expression: "Have you ever seen a pig killed when you were a child?" When the pigs are killed, they are hung on ladders and disemboweled, and this is a complete slaughterhouse. ”

"Is the deceased mentally ill?"

"No, it's Lu Fang and the nurse, look at the window."

Following Zhou Huabei's guidance, everyone found that there were two sets of bloodstained white coats on the window, and Lu Fang's face Zhou Huabei had seen many times.

As the investigation proceeded, the identity of the deceased was confirmed to be Lu Fang and the nurse Li Yongqiang, who were on duty on the night shift last night.

The situation was quickly summed up.

Lu Fang and the paramedics died between 4 and 5 o'clock last night, the scene of the crime was Ward 507 near the toilet, the cause of death was a violent attack on carotid artery hemorrhage, the suspect was quickly locked, and Wu Manjun, a patient in Ward 507, bore the brunt.

Wu Manjun, 52 years old, worked for the city slaughtering company before he was admitted to the hospital and was a professional butcher.

The murder weapon was soon found, a long bloodstained kitchen knife.

There were only the fingerprints of Wu Manjun on the kitchen knife, but there were the fingerprints of two other suspects on the corpse, and their footprints were also found at the scene, these two were Zhang Bigui and Wang Jie, patients in the ward next door to Wu Manjun.

The woman kneeling in front of He Lin at that time was Zhang Bigui.

Wu Manjun is short in stature, bearded, rosacea, and has a horizontal flesh, he was sent in because his wife was divorced and mentally ill and cut his colleagues, and he is a very dangerous person in this hospital.

When Luo Cheng walked into Wang Jie's room, he was stunned by the scene in front of him, and immediately called Zhou Huabei.

Wang Jie's room was almost covered in blood, the four walls were covered with all kinds of bloody paintings, and the ground was full of stumps and severed arms that he used as paintbrushes.

These paintings are very scribbled, the figure just uses his fingers to draw a circle to represent the human head, and the word "fire" below represents the body, which looks like a stick figure, which has the style of a primitive mural.

"What are these things? Scribble? Luo Cheng looked at the painting in front of him and asked with some confusion.

The painting in front of him was a rectangle, and the middle of the rectangle was all circles, and the painting on the side was a circle hanging from a hook, and two people were standing underneath.

"No, this is a complete set of crime scenes, go and call Wang Jie, immediately lock down the hospital, prohibit anyone from going out, and control the person in charge."

Zhou Huabei decisively gave the order, and the police immediately split up.

"Look at this." Zhou Huabei pointed to a painting in front of him.

The painting shows a man lying flat on the ground, but his limbs are separated, and there is a man next to him holding something that resembles a knife in his hand.

"Does this look like a dismemberment site?" Zhou Huabei asked.

Luo Cheng nodded, he immediately pointed to a painting on the side and said, "Look at this, two people carry one, is this just carrying a corpse?" ”

"And what does that mean?"

Luo Cheng pointed to a painting on the side, which showed four circles around the edge of a square, and several ellipses were drawn in the middle of the quadrilateral.

Zhou Huabei shook his head and didn't understand.

These paintings are very messy with each other, and if you don't pay attention to them, you really can't tell what they are.

The wall on the lower left is full of big characters, and what catches your eye is Tan Sitong's masterpiece.

Looking at the door and thinking about Zhang Jian, he endured death and waited for Du Gen. I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun.

There are many people's poems below, such as Yue Fei's Man Jianghong, Wen Tianxiang's Ding Yang and so on.

"I know that sooner or later I will die, I will be killed, I will be killed, I will soak in the pond like those people, but not today, the radish is dead, Xiaoguan is also dead, and I will follow them, but not today, today I will express my anger with the blood of the enemy, I will stain the whole earth red with their blood, I believe that the dawn of Li Min will eventually illuminate the darkness."

The policemen present did not speak, it seemed that everyone understood Wang Jie's heart, you can imagine that he was fierce when he was painting and writing poems on the wall with a severed limb dripping with blood, he must have been smiling and swaying freely, and what he said about being beaten to death and killed is probably not groundless.