Although to Chari, Patel, or the other caregivers, Jerrell's words were no different from the usual words, like telling a little story that was not very catchy, but to me it was so extraordinary that my whole body was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and my whole body was shaking like chaff. Everything around me was no longer dangling in front of my eyes, except for this neurotic, toyball-like girl filling my unusually nervous brain.

I involuntarily stood up and shouted in a frenzy, "What did you say about the little spinning top?" ”

Everyone turned their heads to me in unison and looked at me in amazement. The mentally ill woman seemed to have regained some normal consciousness at this moment, and it was only then that she noticed my presence. She seemed to be frightened by me, looked at me fixedly, and stammered, incoherently said, "What?!" …… Are you talking about that, that dwarf?! Well...... I really didn't know which of the seven dwarfs was taken by Prio. ”

"Oh." I suddenly realized that I was too out of shape in public, and I hurriedly responded and sat down. I knew that this mentally ill woman's mind was so confused that even asking her would be in vain, but I couldn't help but make this unforgivable mistake.

At this moment, the mentally ill Jerrell shrank in his armchair in a state of malaise, as if he had received some blow. No matter what Charry asked her again, she remained silent, and Chari had to allow her to leave. Unexpectedly, as soon as Charry's words fell, Jerrell struggled to squeeze out the armchair, which was one size smaller than her, and ran towards the door with small steps. When she reached the door, she glanced back at me in a panic, and then ran out in even more panic, a scene very much like the scene of the legendary Snow White after she had met her vicious stepmother.

After Charry sent Jerrell away, he came to me with a glass of water, "Are you alright?" He asked with concern.

"I'm fine, it's fine. I just felt thirsty...... "my eyes weren't looking at him, but dodging around," I felt thirsty. I hurriedly took the cup and began to gulp down the cold water to cover up my abrupt behavior. I hoped that this cup of cold ice water would extinguish the flames that were becoming more and more anxious in my heart, but I did not expect that this act was completely reckless, and the flames burning in the depths of my heart at this moment became even more rampant, as if they were about to burst out of my seven holes.

It was only then that I became clear to me why I had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to this rarely visited psychiatric hospital, and why I still died in this place. Although I have not seen this little spinning top with my own eyes, nor have I heard anyone describe its appearance, from Jerrel's statement to Prio to defend the little spinning top, I realized quite clearly that this little spinning top must not be an ordinary thing, but a magical thing with an extraordinary mission, and has the same magical power as the little spinning top I hid in my inner pocket.

I glanced at Officer Patel, who was sitting not far away, and in an instant, his voice and smile had taken on a new and different meaning. I had come to realize that it was not his outstanding perfection that swayed my young heart, but that something mysterious and mysterious that he had hidden in my body, or guarded in my state of mind, was about to rise and fall in my mind. I know that I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry at the moment, I can't just be in a hurry, I have to settle down and wander in my heart, take it easy, and one day everything will fall into place, and I'm sure that this day will come soon, because I can already smell it, and it's right next to me - not far away.

After some struggles and entanglements, I finally regained my initial calm. I knew that the only thing I needed to do was to follow Patel's ass to find out what was going on, so my ears naturally pricked up, and my eyes were sneaking in his direction, consciously or unconsciously.

Even though the depths of my heart were rolling like a stormy wave, on the surface I was still the same as usual, just riveting myself to drink water. At this moment, Chari had been called back by Patel. Now Patel, Chari and a male nurse were standing at a table near the door, discussing something.

The male nurse had a very embarrassed look on his face, which could be seen by any person, which also made Chari hesitate a little, so he turned to Patel and whispered, "Do you think it is necessary to see him?" ”

Patel was resolute in his stance of not going into the tiger's den, "Of course, you have to see him, he lives next door to Prio, and he is also Prio's favorite person." If you don't see anyone, you can't see him, and if you don't talk to him, you will arrange this meeting in vain. I deliberately arranged him to be the last to appear, just to let him be the protagonist and sing the finale. ”

"Okay then." There was no room for negotiation anymore, so the male nurse had to sigh and walk out.

After a long while, the male psychopath was dragged in under the kind words and half-pull of the two male nurses. He was extremely thin and short, like a sprout that had not yet taken shape. I think he must have done everything he could to resist today, if he had stayed in normal times, he would have only needed one male nurse to be able to settle him, but today he used two male nurses to put him here.

As soon as he saw him enter, Patel stood up and hurried up to meet him with a "knock knock", but the male prisoner only squinted at him, then lowered his head and tilted his face, and ignored him no more.

"Hello! Andre. Patel had a friendly expression.

However, the male prisoner Andre was still the same as before, and even tilted his face to the other side even more.

"Do you hate me?" The smile on Patel's face grew even brighter.

"Of course, what I hate the most is...... It's the police! Especially the police uniform you're wearing, it's like a pair of stinky skins that you picked up in a dirty, stinking gutter. Andrei glanced at Patel with extreme disdain.

"Then I won't wear this police uniform in the future." Patel's laughter was more hearty, but most people could hear the slight pretentiousness that was mixed up behind the laughter.

André finally sat down in the armchair for the mentally ill prisoner, obviously a little exhausted, so he didn't resist any longer, which allowed the two accompanying male nurses to finally stop and rest in the adjacent seats.

"What do you think of Prio's personality? Shouldn't it be good, right?! Patel began another round of questioning.

"What...... If you say he's good, then you might as well just give me a gun and let me kill myself!" He paused, then emphasized, "The one I hate the most is Prio." When I'm usually resting, everyone else is hanging out of the room. He's the only one who always sneaks into my room, rummaging around and messing around and messing around with my stuff, it's a fucking mess. Once, I wanted to live as a couple with my wife, so I went back early. I didn't expect to see him as soon as I entered the door, he was squatting in the corner of the east wall of my room, and he had turned over the wall that was already a little broken. It doesn't matter if he turns it over, the corner of the wall in my palace, which is not very strong, has been shattered directly two or three pieces of rubble, which is really sad! I told him to leave, but he didn't hear at all. Later, when I said that in the end, he actually lay directly on the ground, which is really helpless! It wasn't until two male servants came over that they carried him out of my room, one after the other. Even if it drove him away, it interfered with my wife's married life that night. We couldn't be sweet anymore, because his shadow kept turning in front of my eyes, making me tasteless, and not only that, but I was completely impotent and could only do things in the end. ”

Except for me and Patel, everyone else was secretly smiling. Andrei's speech was like a vulgar joke, but I didn't think it was so coke, but a little disapproving. Patel didn't smile either, he was sitting in his seat at the moment, and he seemed so out of place with his surroundings that I don't know how he felt.

One of the male nurses sneered at us and said, "Even now, he hasn't forgotten his wife!" Unfortunately, the truth is that his wife was killed by him at home a long time ago, but fortunately, the neighbor found out a few days later and denounced him, or he would have left his dead wife in the house and accompanied him at home. If it had been found a few days later, the strange smell of the corpse that would have made people faint would have been even more difficult to remove. ”

For the nurses who have been in the psychiatric hospital for a long time, these eloquent words are so commonplace, even the police officers Patel and Chari have an indifferent attitude, only I was frightened to the face of the earth, this scrawny, weak little old man actually killed his wife, it is really outrageous and terrifying. This sick little thing, no different from a skeleton, can do such a bad thing, and it really answers a proverb - mortals must not be seen, and the sea cannot be measured.

Now the little old man's chatterbox was opened, and he chattered endlessly, and even Patel, who liked to listen to him the most, yawned twice, and the male nurses got him away with amusement. In fact, the male nurses were eager to send him back immediately, so that it could be regarded as an errand.

At this time, there were three of us left in the huge room, and I stared intently at these two men. At this moment, Patel's face was shining, and his eyes were shining intently at a place not far away, as if he was thinking of something glamorous. Chari was a little tired, his left hand casually fiddling with a simple lighter thrown on the table, his eyes fixed on the old lighter.

Everything was quiet, and I became listless. After a long while, Chari spoke lazily again: "How many more patients will come tomorrow?" ”

"Oh, no need, let's pause for a moment." Patel withdrew his distant gaze and lowered his head in a low voice.

"What's already been gained?" Charry asked with interest.

"Yes, but it's inextricably linked, and it's hard to explain it clearly for a while, so I'll tell you when I'm smooth." At this moment, Patel's expression suddenly became solemn and mysterious, and from his intriguing deep eyes you seemed to catch something, but in an instant it seemed like there was nothing.