"Do you know this person?"

In Wang Luochuan's office, Tan Hao sat in front of him, holding a stack of materials in his hand.

"Dugu Sheng, a seriously ill patient at the Second People's Hospital of Beijing Province, isn't that a psychiatric hospital?" Tan Hao asked.

Wang Luochuan handed him a cigarette and slowly spoke: "Dugu Sheng, the cultivation realm calls it a sword demon. Thirty years ago, he singled out the six major factions and failed to defeat any of them. Later, because he was too invincible to find an opponent, he heard that there was something wrong with his brain and was sent to a psychiatric hospital in Beijing Province. ”

"What does this have to do with the scales in that pit? Didn't you tell me to discuss this?"

Tan Hao scratched his hair, quite puzzled, how could such a scale be related to mental illness.

"Don't worry, listen to me slowly. Wang Luochuan organized the language before he spoke: "On the day of the earthquake, someone inadvertently photographed a figure in the sky when he was filming Douyin, and he and a long strip of things were chasing each other. Soon after, a monstrous demonic aura came from Yuncun, and with a loud bang, a large pit appeared, and an earthquake erupted. ”

"Are you saying that figure is Dugu Sheng?"

"We magnified that video countless times, and the silhouette of the figure vaguely matched Dugu Sheng. ”

"What about the scales, are they from the long strip?" Tan Hao asked.

"I don't know what it is, the video is too blurry, but some people below speculate that it's a dragon. ”

"Dragon?" Tan Hao was stunned: "Just like Pan Long?"

If it was before, when he heard that there was a dragon, Tan Hao estimated that he would have to scold this person for his miserable brain. But now, people can fly in the sky, so it seems that there are dragons, and it's not a big deal, right?

Wang Luochuan shook his head and said, "Pan Long's hybrid breed can't be compared with a real dragon. It has been a long time since a true dragon appeared in the cultivation realm. Only the blood knight of the Hell, I heard that it was the true dragon who cultivated the Tao. ”

"Obediently, doesn't that mean that the scales are dragon scales?"

"Quite possibly. ”

After being silent for a long time, Tan Hao said again: "I probably have a guess, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

Wang Luochuan smiled: "Don't be restrained, you are not a newcomer who has just joined the organization." What to say. ”

"That's what I thought. The real dragon came from nowhere, and no matter what its purpose was, it was discovered by Dugu Sheng anyway. Dugu Sheng chased this true dragon to Nancheng for some reason, and they fought a big battle over Nancheng, and the real dragon was defeated and was knocked to the ground. The size of the true dragon and the true qi in its body were too large, so its fall to the ground caused an earthquake. ”

After listening to Tan Hao, Wang Luochuan thought for a moment and said, "This is a hypothesis after all, and there is no basis for it. ”

"I also said that this is my inference....."

"So, here comes your mission. ”

"Huh?"

Wang Luochuan took out a card from the drawer of his desk and handed it to Tan Hao, saying: "I asked people to search the entire southern city and found no trace of Dugu Sheng, not long ago I called the headquarters, and they said that Dugu Sheng was doing well in the hospital. If you take this card, it will be used as public expense. Go to the Second People's Hospital of Beijing Province to find out to me and see if the figure in the video is Dugusheng. ”

"Go to Beijing Province, I haven't been out of Sichuan yet. Tan Hao said with a smile.

"I've got some business to attend to, let's get out. The ticket is arranged for you, tomorrow. Wang Luochuan issued an eviction order.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

.........

Jing Province, Chaoyin Road.

As its name suggests, this street is deeply gloomy. A few high-rise buildings stand here and there, separated by high walls, and the buildings that do not see a trace of light look a little gloomy. The black windows on the white exterior wall were like ghost eyes devouring light in the dim light of the dark road.

Occasionally, a little cold white light shines through one window, but it makes the house look more and more cold.

Suddenly, a strange howl broke the dead silence from inside the building, and a few windows lit up, and the whole building seemed to come to life. The dark windows lit up with white light, but the cold feeling disappeared all at once, but the noisy shouting, crying, scolding, and strange screams made the building even more strange.

A ...... A tricycle roared and suddenly stopped outside the wall. Ah Gou got off the tricycle and gave the tricycle master a few pieces of change.

"Uncle, this big night is difficult for you to take me over, thank you. ”

"It's okay, I'll go first. After the tricycle master accepted the money, he hurriedly left on the tricycle. When I left, I didn't forget to look back at Ah Gou, in the middle of the night, a little girl came to the mental hospital, which was really a little infiltrating.

"This is the Second Hospital?" the dog squinted, as if the light from the window was a little harsh.

This strange building is also famous in Beijing Province. This is known as the No. 2 Hospital of Beijing Province, and it is where the people of Beijing Province often appear when they curse. As a tertiary first-class hospital specializing in the treatment of mental and mental illness, it is natural that the second hospital, which is called a "neurological hospital" in people's mouths, will appear in the words of swearing.

Psychosis, the neurosis of folklore, has always been known to be unpredictable. Even professional doctors can hardly predict the behavior patterns of mentally ill patients, after all, this is a group of people whose three views are completely different from normal people.

Therefore, psychiatrists have also become a high-risk profession. This is not just that the aggression of patients will hurt them, but that under the impact of those different values and worldviews, people who are slightly more psychologically fragile will have problems.

In fact, there are many psychiatrists who become mentally ill, or even fooled by patients to commit suicide. Of course, this kind of strange level of patients is not common. More patients are still about to be manageable!

Dugu Sheng, a senior patient of the Second Hospital of Beijing Province. Professional doctors diagnosed him with a series of diseases such as schizophrenia, split personality, and paranoia. Because of his slight aggression, he was transferred to the intensive care area a long time ago.

Ah Dog walked to the door of the hospital, turned his body around, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and quietly sneaked into the second hospital.

After about two hours, black smoke drifted out of the second courtyard. Ah Dog seemed to have gotten what she wanted, she glanced back at the second courtyard again, and then disappeared into the night.

.......

The sky was overcast and the wind was cold, Tan Hao wrapped his coat tightly, and looked out the car window with a clear and clean gaze.

The taxi slowly stopped at the entrance of the Second Hospital, and Tan Hao and Wei Duo got out of the car.

"Boss, why did Wang Zhangqi let you come to this mental hospital from thousands of miles away?" Wei Duo said.

Tan Hao smiled slightly, and seemed to be very useful to Wei Duo's "boss".

"Ask less and do more, come with me. ”

Tan Hao went through the relevant procedures, and it took him a long time to see Dugu Sheng. To be honest, this Dugu Sheng is a little different from the image of the sword demon he had in mind.

Dugu Sheng looked like a middle-aged man, he frowned, his eyebrows were deliberately drooped into a figure of eight, his messy long hair covered his forehead, and some untidy bangs like dogs had been gnawed to cover his eyes. Dark circles and bags under the eyes lined with a pair of dead fish eyes, how to look listless.

Tan Hao felt that Dugu Sheng's dignity was exactly the same as when he used to stay up all night for a week and come out of the Internet café.

"Senior ......"

"Stop. Dugu Sheng rolled his eyes at the dead fish and looked at Tan Hao with some contempt: "Call the eldest brother." ”

"Big, big brother?"

"Hmm..... Shrewd. Dugu Sheng smiled and nodded.

Tan Hao's face was black, and he turned his head to look at the nurse next to him: "Can I stay alone with him?"

"It's not in order. The caregiver outright refused.

Tan Hao frowned, and took out the documents of the National Security Bureau from his bag: "It's okay now, right?"

"What are you doing? You think you can use it with a driver's license?" said the nurse.

Hearing the nurse's words, Tan Hao rolled his eyes, and he didn't know the National Security Bureau.

"You show me my ID to your person in charge, and he will know what's going on. ”

"Then you wait. The nurse picked up the documents, looked at Tan Hao suspiciously, and then left.

A moment later, the caregiver walked back. He returned the document to Tan Hao, and at the same time said in his mouth: "The patient is slightly aggressive, you should be careful, and if something goes wrong, shout for help." ”

"Don't worry. Tan Hao waved his hand and said.

"Boss, are you sure you don't want me in?" asked Wei Duo.

"You're guarding outside, don't come in if there's any noise, you know?"

“..... Yes. ”

There are only two people left in the ward, Tan Hao and Dugu Sheng. Tan Hao had the heart to look at this room.

The top and bottom were covered with thick sponge, and the windows were blocked by thumb-thick iron rods, and they couldn't even kill themselves unless they bit their tongues. Tan Hao had previously heard from the nurse that some of the patients living here had to wear restrictive clothing at other times in addition to meal time, and even had to be fed when they ate.

Dugu Sheng's body, which was originally leaning against the wall, straightened upright, and slid to the bench next to him and sat down: "Little brother, I see that your Yintang is black, a little weird!"

"Senpai.."

"Huh?" Dugu Sheng glared at Tan Hao.

"Big brother!" Tan Hao hurriedly changed his words: "You, are you really mentally ill?"

Tan Hao's tone was unusually serious, Dugu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and slowly spoke: "Except for mental illness, who will live here?"

Tan Hao was silent and was about to speak, but Dugu Sheng continued: "Do you know who lives next to this room?"

"Who?"

"I call him a writer. He felt that the world was all novels that he had written. And we are all the people in his book. Is he mentally ill, you say?"

"This, isn't it mentally ill?" Tan Hao scratched his head, this writer is afraid that he has severe paranoia.

"Then have you ever thought about what this person said if it was true?" Dugu Sheng asked mysteriously.

"Really,......"

"I asked him. I said that since you said that you wrote about the world, then why did you end up in a mental hospital? He said it was because he wrote that he would come in, so he came in. ”

Tan Hao was stunned for a moment, and said secretly: Can you still play like this? Is this the cause of effect or really knowing the cause of action? This guy is really sick!