Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Interlaced Melody

This time, I had almost eavesdropped and left quickly. I didn't want to be asked by that doctor Xiao with a mean smile again: "Tang Ping, have you found a reason for yourself to live?" I decided to go and see Yu Mo. The purpose this time was very clear - to find Yu Mo. When I walked into the female patient building, some of the female patients on the first floor gathered together and they were singing in harmony.There was no one to direct. At first, only one person hummed the melody softly, and then gradually others followed suit. Their bewildered faces looked up at the ceiling, subconsciously singing softly.In fact, it's very pleasant to hear. Their voices are ethereal and ethereal, echoing in the women's ward.I stopped in my tracks and listened quietly. The wandering souls without a master wandered in their singing, asking each other in panic about the direction they came from.

Let us swing our oars, and the boat pushes the waves. The sea reflects the beautiful white tower, surrounded by green trees and red walls... While singing, suddenly a girl burst into tears, sobbing: "I...I want to go home..." Then everyone fell silent and looked at her blankly.The head nurse hurried over and gently hugged her head to her chest, comforting her like a baby falling asleep: "I can go home soon, and I can go home when I recover...don't cry...be good, don't cry..." Then they went on singing: "Let us row our oars, and the boat pushes the waves..."

I walked a few steps towards Yumo's room, turned back, and filled the kettle with water.I walked straight into the room where Yu Mo was, only to find that she was no longer here, so I had to search one by one.When I entered the sixth ward, I saw her and she saw me. The nurse added a curtain beside her bed, which she could slide up at any time to hide herself in the shadows.When I went in, she was huddled in front of the curtain, her hands were crossing her legs, her little chin rested on her knees, and she was looking at the door.My figure suddenly appeared in her bored eyes. When I found her, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't prepared my opening remarks yet, but she suddenly spoke first: "Are you here?"

"Yeah." I replied, and then walked to the window sill to water the flowers. "The nurse just poured it," she said. "Oh." My movements froze again, just when I was thinking of some reason to stay in this room for a few more minutes, she spoke again: "Do you come to water the flowers every day?" "Well." I replied. "Can you be so free in a mental hospital?" she asked. "Except for me, Dr. Xiao gave me this privilege, allowing me to help wherever I want." I replied. "Why?" she asked. "I don't know." I replied.

"How good is Dr. Xiao's medical skills?" "have no idea." "Why don't you know anything!" She was slightly annoyed. "I don't know..." I replied again. Suddenly she giggled again, "Three don't know, you really don't know three times." I remained silent, waiting for her next question.She rested her head on her knees, playing with her fingers.Just when I wanted to say something, the singing of female patients happened to come from the corridor again. "Their singing is so beautiful." I said. "Can't you hear it?" She tilted her little head on her knees and gave me a sideways glance.

"what?" "That's crying..." she pursed her lips, and then turned her gaze back to her little finger. I was silent again, and after a while, I asked, "Did Dr. Xiao visit you today?" "Well, I came here in the morning. It's still the same. Let me have a good rest for the next few days. What about you? What is depression like? Apart from your sad face all day long, do you have any other characteristics?" she asked. I thought about it, "It's nothing special... Oh, does it count if I really want to kill myself?" She smiled, "Did you succeed?"

I shook my head in shame, "Every time... I almost miss it." She laughed even harder, crossing her legs and looking at me with a silly smile. "What is the world like after death?" she asked again. "I don't know, it should be a blank, completely still blank, nothing." "Wouldn't that be boring?" She tentatively put her foot where the shadow meets the light, which was a small adventure for her.After a while, she retracted her foot again.She is different from me, she loves life and cherishes every minute of it.And I yearn for death, and I cannot stand the quiet temptation of death.

"You just stayed in bed like this all day?" I asked. "Well, I have been like this for almost half a year. I hide from the sun during the day and hide from the lights at night. I am a person who can't see the light." She laughed at herself, her face was very pale, it was because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time for the sake. I thought for a while and said, "Get out of bed and walk, I'll cover your shadow with the curtain for you." She blinked and looked at me, "Can you?" "Well." I replied. "Then you must ensure that you can always cover my shadow!"

"Ok." So she finally got up from the bed and put on her slippers.The slippers in the psychiatric hospital were all one size, and she looked a little too big on her feet.I also pushed the curtain carefully so that her body could be completely hidden in the shadows. This is the second day I met Yumo, and I walked around the female ward building with her while pushing the curtain.I did a good job and never let her shadow leak out.She also did a good job walking slowly and carefully.We cooperated seamlessly, and I felt a tacit understanding between me and her, which seemed to have been around for a long time.

On the third day, Yumo started to be mischievous.She deliberately walked fast and slow, and I could only carefully guess her intentions.She took a few steps, then stopped, and I quickly stopped too.She gave me a provocative look, and suddenly ran wildly in the corridor, and I pushed the curtain and followed exactly.She stops, I stop.She goes, I go.She ran, I chased. Suddenly, I found that I had become her shadow. She looked at me who was out of breath and giggled, and suddenly she burst into tears, "Tao Yao is just like you... pampering me, protecting me...but..." I didn't know how to react, I leaned on the curtain and stared blankly at her.She wiped her tears, looked at me again, and said, "You go, I don't know when my shadow will kill again, I don't want you to be next." She grabbed the curtain by herself and wanted to go back to the ward .

I grabbed the curtain to prevent her from leaving, "I'm not afraid of death at all. On the contrary, I yearn for death." I said seriously. There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Yu Mo's mouth, he shook his head and said, "That was you before, not now." I was stunned, and this sentence knocked me to the ground unexpectedly.I just stood there in a daze for more than half an hour, that sentence haunted my ears, and refused to let me go. "What, you petrified too?" When I came back to my senses, that person gradually became clear in front of my eyes, it was Xiao Bai.He didn't know when he was standing in front of me with that mean smile on his face.Yu Mo didn't know when she had returned to her ward.I rolled his eyes and quickly disappeared from his sight.When I passed Yumo's ward, I didn't take a second look inside, because I didn't dare. On the fourth day, I didn't go to see Yumo. I stayed on my bed and looked at the ceiling.Heroin pestered me a few times, but I ignored him, and he went to other wards to harm others.Dr. Xiao went out for a trip at noon, and when he came back, he held a bunch of light tubes in his arms. He came to the door of my ward and yelled at me: "Tang Ping, come help!" I glanced at him, this is a command tone, and I can't refuse.I put on my slippers and walked up to him, he threw the light tube to me to hold, and then we went to the treatment room in the female patient building together. He installed all the light tubes on the ceiling, a total of twelve light tubes.I didn't know what he wanted to do, but I just handed him the lamp tubes one by one and installed them. After working for half an hour, the lamps were finally installed. He clapped his hands and looked at me, "Go and wash your face, wash away your bad luck." It was still a command tone, so I had to wash my face. When he came back, Yu Mo was also in the treatment room.Dr. Xiao has already turned on all the lamps. Under the illumination of so many lights, Yu Mo's shadow has faded to the point where he cannot be seen at all.Doctor Xiao pointed to the door: "Close the door." I closed the door and he looked at us half leaning on his desk, "Ever heard of drama therapy?" Both Yu Mo and I shook our heads, and he smiled, "It's better if I haven't heard it before. It's actually a game, a very simple game." He motioned for Yumo to come up to him, "Now I'll play with you first, and then Tang Ping will replace me later. Because I don't have so much time for full-time treatment, I can only ask him to help." Yu Mo was stunned, "What game?" "Shadow games." Doctor Xiao replied with a slight smile. Yu Mo took a step back in fear, Dr. Xiao raised a finger to stop her, "Don't worry, it's not for you to play games with your shadow. Instead, I will play the shadow, and you will play yourself." "Oh..." Yumo nodded. The game started, and the beginning was very simple. Dr. Xiao was Yu Mo's shadow, and he followed Yu Mo all the time.Yumo raised his hand, and he raised his hand too.Yumo left, so did he.When the rain stopped silently, so did he. After about half an hour like this, he suddenly stopped moving.No matter what Yumo did, he didn't move.Yu Mo was stunned, "Doctor Xiao?" Dr. Xiao smiled sullenly, "I'm not Dr. Xiao, now I'm your shadow." "Yeah, why aren't you moving?" "Why should I follow you?" "You are my shadow!" "Oh... I am your shadow, so I have to follow you all the time. Now I want to try what will happen if I don't follow you." Yu Mo took a step back in fear, but Dr. Xiao took a step towards her, "Tell me, what will happen?" There was a trace of fear in Yu Mo's eyes, "Doctor Xiao, you...don't scare me." "I didn't scare you, I just wanted to see what would happen if I didn't follow you." The smile in Doctor Xiao's eyes was even wider, and he continued to walk towards Yumo. Yumo shrank to the corner, "Don't...don't come here, I won't play this game... I won't play it anymore!" Dr. Xiao walked in front of Yu Mo, looked at Yu Mo quietly, and said slowly after a long time: "Okay, change now. You are the shadow, and I am you." "Ah?" Yu Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then realized: "Oh." So Yumo became a shadow, and Doctor Xiao became Yumo.This game is really simple, but it is very fun. Dr. Xiao often makes various strange moves for Yu Mo to imitate.For example, imitating Ultraman's cross light wave, Crayon Shin-chan's ass showing light, and muscular man's show moves... Yumo pouted and had no choice but to follow suit. I couldn't help laughing a few times on the bench, this was the first time I laughed happily in half a year, Yu Mo gave me a hard look. Half an hour later, Dr. Xiao pointed at me, "Now it's your turn to play each other's shadows. Change roles every 15 minutes, no matter what actions the other party makes, you have to imitate them. Don't try to be lazy, I will come from the window from time to time. inspect you." After speaking, he walked out of the treatment room and closed the door gently. Then I started to play this "shadow game" with Yumo. Although I don't know what kind of treatment it is, we had a lot of fun, and you can try your best to toss each other.But Yumo is slightly better than me when it comes to thinking of crooked ideas, so I often lose. Then Yumo also developed the fun of this game by himself. Every time the person loses, he has to stick a small note on his face, and he is not allowed to take it off before 12 o'clock that night after it is posted.So from then on, I walked out of the female patient building with a face full of notes every time. Fortunately, this is a mental hospital, and the notes all over my face are quite normal in the eyes of others. Three days later, I was lying on the bed quietly waiting for 12 o'clock with the notes all over my face.Heroin leaned over: "Tang Ping, why have you been lying on the bed with these notes and giggling these past few days?" "Smile? Is there?" I replied. Heroin gave me a weird look, "You laugh yourself, don't you know?" Is it possible to laugh without going through the brain?I touched the corner of my mouth with my hand, and found nothing unusual. On the fourth day, Dr. Xiao changed the game.It is no longer imitating the other party, but making the "shadow" do the exact opposite.For example, if Yumo raises his left hand, I will raise my right hand.Yumo turned to the right, and I will turn to the left.The same goes for combos, just the exact opposite. The difficulty of the game increased, and more and more notes appeared on my face.Yumo is much smarter and quicker than me.After the first day of the game, Yu Mo looked at me angrily: "You are so stupid! You have never defeated me once, if you deliberately let me, I will not play with you in the future!" "I really want to win, who made you react so quickly. At least let me, let me put a note on your face..." I said helplessly. "You're so stupid!" Yu Mo said emphatically, and then gave me a sideways glance, "Look at you, every time you scold you, you just know how to giggle, stupid and stupid!" "Silly smile?" I unconsciously touched the corner of my mouth again, it seems that some smiles really don't need to go through the brain. I still don't know what kind of therapy this kind of game is, but we had a lot of fun.Dr. Xiao only came to inspect us from time to time, and then left after a while.He really has a lot of things to do, even when he is sitting in the office and resting, he is still looking at those live photos. When he looked at those photos, his expression was very weird, which can be described as "fascinated".He also sketched on the paper imitating the mesh wounds on the corpse, shaking his head and nodding, I wonder if this guy is crazy.Especially once I saw him holding a plate of fried noodles, studying those live photos while eating with relish. There is definitely something wrong with this guy!I cursed hard in my heart. It was also on the fourth day of the "Shadow Game", when I returned to the ward, I saw Ma Qianli coming again.Similarly, I also followed the past to eavesdrop.Don't blame me, I really like eavesdropping.If I have any kind of voyeurism in the future, it must be due to the boring place of the mental hospital. "Doctor Xiao, you called me here in such a hurry, did you discover something new?" "Well, first, take a look at the pictures I drew imitating the network wound of an inverted pentagram." Dr. Xiao handed him a few "works" of his own. Ma Qianli looked at it, "This...why show me this?" "My painting is not as good as his. It looks simple, but it's complicated. I practiced it for a few days, and it's no better than his one-time stroke with a sharp weapon." Dr. Xiao half-jokingly pointed to the scene photos on the wall . "Oh, my Dr. Xiao, can you stop making fun of me? You know I'm going crazy!" Ma Qianli shook the "work" in his hand, and said with a stiff expression. "I'm not joking." Doctor Xiao's face became serious in an instant. Ma Qianli was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned his gaze to the photo, and then back to the piece of paper.After comparing back and forth for a while, I let out a soft cry: "Oh...artist-painter!" Dr. Xiao took a photo from the wall and handed it to Ma Qianli, "Yes, including the first corpse, these net-shaped wounds he made when he was emotional. Although it seems chaotic, but gradually compared, you can find these wounds The distance between them is almost the same, and the vertical and horizontal are similar. This is very difficult to do in an emotional situation, unless it is a professional skill habit developed over many years of work." Ma Qianli took the photo, nodded while looking at it, "Yes, yes." Dr. Xiao returned his gaze to other photos, "When I saw the second photo of the scene of the corpse, I suspected that he was a photographer from the perspective of the scene. But these days, through imitation and imagining, the more I feel more and more that he is a painter. Painters also know how to frame views, which is also in line.” "Well, professional habits are indeed worthy of reference. Just like a case solved before, the murderer used the dagger to twist the victim's body back every time after killing someone with a dagger. The police deduced from this habit that the murderer was a butcher who had been working for many years. As a result, the case was quickly solved." Ma Qianli also said. Dr. Xiao frowned and continued: "What I can't figure out now is why the murderer still hasn't absconded. For a person like him with a very high criminal mind, he should know how to get out in time. What is it that keeps him ?” "He may be full of confidence, thinking that we can't catch him." Ma Qianli gritted his teeth and said. Dr. Xiao thought for a while, "If he is really so arrogant, then he should sign the work." "Signature of the work?" Ma Qianli was taken aback. "Well, if the murderer thinks these are his work, then he should have signed the work. Of course, this attribution is hidden in some way. So I kept looking at the pictures, but I couldn't find it. Any clues." Dr. Xiao shook his head, frowning. "No matter what, this is a very valuable discovery, which narrows down the scope of our search. By the way, Dr. Xiao... It's not nice to ask, how much reference value are these theoretical things? "Ma Qianli asked worriedly. Doctor Xiao smiled helplessly, "You also said something theoretical, and now you have no clues, so you can only get closer to the murderer theoretically." Ma Qianli sighed, "You don't know, Doctor Xiao, because of this case, the brothers in the team and I haven't been able to get a good night's sleep for many days." "You guys had better keep enough energy and wait until tomorrow night. Have you checked the weather forecast? It might rain tomorrow night." Dr. Xiao reminded. Ma Qianli nodded, "Of course, tomorrow night we will dispatch all the police forces to set up trucks to check vehicles on key roads. I hope the murderer can be caught." Dr. Xiao nodded, and Ma Qianli also hurriedly left. He was going back to the team immediately, and searched for this "painter who painted with corpses". The "shadow game" between Yumo and I is still going on.What is worth mentioning in the past two days is that I finally beat Yumo once, and I stuck a small note on her little nose.She smiled at me because she had won so many times. It was four o'clock in the afternoon when I walked out of the female patient building, and it was already drizzling.So I couldn't help thinking about Xiao Bai, a doctor. I wanted to use a word to describe him, but I couldn't find an appropriate word after searching in my head for a long time.If you follow him around, you will find that this guy is an actor with very good acting skills. He talks nonsense when he sees people. A patient walked up to him and asked, "Is the central government going to send someone down to review my case?" Doctor Xiao replied with a serious face: "It's not convenient to talk about the affairs of the central government here. You go back to your room first, and I will talk to you alone later." Another patient saw him approaching and gave a straight military salute.Doctor Xiao also straightened up, his eyes burst out with a majestic aura: "I order you to go back to your room and rest immediately! Go forward—go!" The patient replied with a serious expression: "Yes!" Then he walked back to the ward. Along the way, he has to play many people, not only doctors but also leaders, military officers, sons, loving fathers, coaches, experts... Anyway, he responded to everything the patient said and did, and he responded very quickly, immediately entering the role the patient needed.It's fun to watch, but if you were changing roles with different patients every day, you'd be crazy.I don't even know when he is real and when he is fake.A normal person will become abnormal after staying here for a long time. How does he retain his normality? Just as I was thinking about it, he happened to come out of the male ward.Seeing me, he asked, "Is the game over?" I nodded, and he gave me a grateful look, "Thank you Tang Ping, you have helped me a lot." "What kind of therapy is this kind of game?" I expressed my confusion. He was sorting out the medical records in his hand, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "If games can cure diseases, then there is no need to open a mental hospital." "What do you mean? Is it just a game to pass the time?" I was taken aback. Instead of answering my question directly, he said, "You talk a lot, and you care about a lot. It seems that I can also lift your suicide crisis alarm." I hate him for being like this, never answering other people's questions directly, "And the medicine you prescribed for me, first it was fluoxetine, now it's still fluoxetine." He gave me an "ah?" expression, and then said, "You want to take new medicines? Tell me earlier, I can get more kickbacks for prescribing more expensive new medicines!" "Rebate?" I was taken aback again. "Is it new for doctors to take kickbacks?" He smiled and asked. Of course it's not new, but no doctor would dare to say this directly in front of a patient.I looked at Xiao Bai in a white coat in front of me, and I wondered if this guy had gone crazy long ago. "A lot of kickbacks?" I couldn't help but wonder. "Of course it doesn't take much to open a box. If you keep opening it, the number is quite impressive." He clicked his mouth with a greedy look on his face. "No wonder Dr. Wang always prescribes new medicines." I thought about it and said. He shook his head, "Doctor Wang is a good man, don't believe me when you tell him. He has worked in this hospital for half his life, and now he can't even afford a house. He is just prescribing the right medicine and taking what the drug dealer will definitely give him. Kickbacks. Didn't overprescribe or overprescribe, so he's a good guy and a good doctor." "A good person?" I recalled the word, and asked again: "What do you think is the definition of a good person? A doctor who got a kickback or a good doctor?" "People exist in the world, good and evil are intertwined. There is no absolute good and no absolute evil. Good and evil exist in relative terms. Without darkness, there is no light. The same goes for you, Tang Ping, you have too many secrets .But I know that you are a good person." He looked at me with deep meaning in his eyes. "I don't even know what you're talking about." I replied with a forced smile, I was afraid of his eyes, the eyes that can penetrate other people's thoughts. He gave me a gentlemanly smile, "I have no intention of inquiring into your secrets, but the degree of attention you pay to Yu Mo has to make me curious." "I just sympathize with what happened to her," I replied. "That's all?" "That's all." He nodded and hung up his mean smile, "Well, that's all." I hated his smile, walked straight past him, and walked towards the male patient building.After walking a few steps, his annoying voice came again, "Tang Ping, in fact, you and Yu Mo can heal each other." I ignored him and continued to walk towards the iron gate of the male patient building.While waiting for the nurse to open the door for me, I couldn't help but look back at him again.The man's thin back was gradually blurred in the rain, and the white coat was held up against the wind... "Sick!" I finally found an appropriate adjective. It rained heavily at night, and the siren whistled from time to time on the opposite street.Tonight is a busy night, and there may be another body throwing scene tomorrow.I tossed and turned until one o'clock in the morning and didn't fall asleep. Finally, I got up from the bed and walked to Heroin's side, "Do you have any cigarettes?" I knew he had secretly hidden a few packs of cigarettes, and I also knew he hadn't fallen asleep at all. He took out a hard pack of Yunyan from the pillow and handed it to me together with the lighter.I clicked, said thank you, and then walked to the bar to watch the rain. Opposite is the female patient building, the lights in the duty room on each floor will always be on, and the shadows of several nurses and doctors on duty can be seen through the rain curtain.Even on a quiet night like this, there are endless possibilities lurking in the psychopath.Maybe tomorrow there will be another news about the doctor on duty being beaten to death by a mental patient. I started playing a personal game of asking and answering. What was that killer doing on such a rainy night? It should be as we guessed, another corpse dumping site is being arranged.It is faith and conscience, not law, that really govern the soul.Without the first two, the law is nothing but a dead letter that can be ignored at any time.Why are there habitual offenders?Because punishment is just a whip, it can whip the body, but it may not touch the soul. Why are people afraid of the dark night?Because the night cannot be manipulated, cannot be predicted, and there are infinite possibilities hidden.Most of the fear comes from the unknown, such as the night and ghosts. Why do people fear death?Because death will lose all possibilities, and your life ends here, and there is no follow-up.You must say goodbye to the things you are nostalgic for, the things you are willing to let go, and the people and things you are worried about. What is the world after death like?Although I have been close to death countless times, I still know nothing about that world.I began to understand why most people believe in ghosts, hell, heaven, and reincarnation.People are really contradictory things, they are afraid of ghosts, but they want ghosts.Because having ghosts means that death isn't really the end, it's just another beginning. Because we wish we could do it all over again.Just like a video game, "GAME OVER", if you throw a coin, "NEW GAME" can start all over again. Are there really souls in this world, are there really hells and heavens, and is there really reincarnation?If I have to answer, I can only answer: I hope there is, but I don't guarantee that there will be. Because no one has ever been able to prove that there really is, so let's live well, if there is only one life. Although I don't know exactly what treatment Dr. Xiao gave me, it seems he just gave me a few pills.And that impressive electroconvulsive treatment, I don't know what the hell it did.But I know very clearly now that I don't want to die, I want to live well. Maybe Dr. Xiao is right. What can really cure us is not medicine or doctors, but ourselves.Once I figured it out, I figured it out, and the illness would be healed. Different moods look at the same thing, and see different things.If it was me two months ago, seeing such a rainy night, my heart might be wet, and I might continue to find new ways to kill myself.But now I am thinking here, thinking about the difference between life and death, thinking about how to cherish life, and thinking about things about the future. I looked at the women's ward across the street. Yu Mo's ward was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.I know I have a "sin", but I don't know what "punishment" will be waiting for me. I popped the hot cigarette out the window and went back to bed to sleep.Coincidentally, just as I lay down on the bed, Dr. Xiao, who was on the night shift, came to make rounds.He opened the door, glanced at us, and whispered into the air: "Don't smoke before going to bed." Then he closed the door, and the sound of footsteps disappeared. This guy has a sharper nose than a dog, I complimented him in my heart. Sure enough, there was another corpse dumping scene the next day.Just like when you know something will happen, but you can't stop it from happening, only then will people realize their own powerlessness and insignificance. Everything in the mental hospital was as usual. Ward rounds began at 8 o'clock in the morning. The doctor issued a doctor's order, and the nurses rushed in and out.In the corridor, some patients who have recovered better are doing morning exercises under the guidance of nurses, and the sleep time in the hospital is still quite strict.I heard from Dr. Xiao that both too much and too little sleep can lead to mental disorders.The word "appropriate" is used everywhere, and everything is the same. Too much or too little will become a problem. There are a few small birds chirping on the tree outside the window. I don't know what kind of bird it is, with gray and white feathers.In fact, their calls are not pleasant, but everyone is quite happy to hear such sounds in the early morning.I didn't see Dr. Xiao, it was Dr. Chen who did his ward rounds.I walked to the window of the duty room and saw him lying on the desk and fell asleep, still holding a pen in his right hand. On the desk was a medical record that he hadn't finished writing. The attentive nurse draped a blanket over him, his sides were sharp and angular, and his expression was as serene as a child's.The nurses in the office and the replacement doctors were all working on tiptoe, and no one made a loud noise for fear of waking the child. I continued to walk to the front of the corridor, and the two patients in front of me were talking mysteriously.Seeing me coming, he gave me a suspicious look, then shut up.After I walked over, they started whispering again.Further forward, there was a fat man, his eyes were dull looking out of the window, he didn't know what he was thinking. When he reached the stairs, there was a patient squatting.He seemed to be arguing with someone around him, shaking his head from time to time, and swearing back from time to time.He didn't even look at me as I walked past him.He has been deeply trapped in his own fantasy world, and things in reality have little to do with him. In fact, it is not difficult to quickly distinguish a normal person from a mental patient, just pay attention to their eyes.Excitement, suspicion, sluggishness, depression, panic, erratic...Normal people will also have such eyes, but they only follow their emotions.The eyes of a mental patient can remain unchanged throughout the day, including when you talk to him. I went down the stairs to the first floor.A new face approached, apparently a new patient.He glanced at me vigilantly, sized me up, leaned over to me and asked, "Friend, how long have you been here?" I replied subconsciously: "It's almost two months." He looked around mysteriously, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he continued: "I came to you to find out about the situation of this hospital. I am actually a secret policeman. I was sent by my superiors to investigate this hospital." .I can't tell you who the superior is, this is confidential." "Oh." I replied out of habit. Meeting a "secret policeman" in a mental hospital is nothing new. "Don't make that expression, I'm not sick, I'm just pretending to be mentally ill." He was a little angry when he saw my expression. "Oh." I tried to put on a serious expression.Don't be serious with paranoid psychopaths, otherwise they will quickly include you in the ranks of the enemy, and even wait for an opportunity to retaliate against you. "This hospital is controlled by a very powerful behind-the-scenes manipulator. It appears to be a hospital, but it is actually a biochemical research center that uses patients to conduct various living experiments. Have you heard of the vampire dumping case? That is actually the case after their research. The abandoned corpse, the killer is the doctor in this hospital." He continued seriously. "Hao Dawei, go back to your room and take your medicine." The nurse called him not far away. He lowered his voice and said hastily: "I can't say more, my friend, please take care of yourself. Don't tell others about this, I only told you because you are trustworthy." "En." I nodded, and the nurse had already come over and persuaded him to go back to the ward. In mental institutions, the most exciting and interesting are the paranoid patients.Never try to contradict their ideas or delusions, or you will lose badly.And when it's over, they will assume the arrogant attitude of a wise man, and coldly say to you: "You think you know everything? In fact, you don't understand anything!" What about you, if you were me, would you believe what he said?I almost believed it, really.Especially when I thought of Xiao Bai's mean smile, I always suspected that the serial killer was actually himself.His hypocrisy, his calmness, and his cunning betrayed him, and I still clearly remember the look in his eyes when he beat the ruffian, it was the eyes of a killer. I can't even remember when I started to hate Dr. Xiao, it seems that it started when he abandoned the thin man.Can't really blame him, but I just can't help loathing him.Hypocrisy, I hate hypocrites! The TV in the lobby is broadcasting the news. In fact, I came downstairs to watch the news.The nurses were busy going in and out and didn't have time to turn on the TV, so I had a good time watching it this time.Soon the third scene of the body throwing case was broadcast live. This time, the body throwing location was changed to a fork in the main road of Zhengbei Expressway, and another city could be reached two hundred kilometers further. The area around the scene has been protected by a team of police, and even reporters are not allowed to pass.The photographer climbed onto the roof of his interview car and took a shot of the distant view.One is an upside-down cross, and the other is an upside-down naked corpse.The rising sun is protruding from the back of the hill, and the sunlight shines on the back of the inverted cross through the gaps in the leaves, just like the holy light behind the cross in the Catholic murals.I have to admit that this time I really felt the "beauty" that Dr. Xiao said. Several on-site investigators were busy collecting evidence, and Ma Qianli stood opposite the naked corpse.The brim of his hat was pulled down so that the expression on his face could not be seen.In fact, you don't need to look to know that all the muscles on his face are already tangled together.As soon as the camera turned, a red flag car was speeding up.When the announcer saw the license plate, he quickly introduced that it was the mayor's car. The car stopped, and the chubby mayor got out of the car, and then a group of reporters surrounded him and was stopped by bodyguards.The driver greeted the police guarding the scene, and several police officers also came to help stop the reporter.The mayor walked straight to Ma Qianli, and Ma Qianli hurried over to meet him.Then the two walked to the other side of the forest. The photographer was very dedicated, and the camera tracked the two of them all the way. They were far away and couldn't hear what they were saying. At first, Ma Qianli was reporting something to the mayor, and the mayor listened stiffly.Then the mayor said a few words with excitement. While speaking, he raised his right hand and pointed vigorously at the police cap on Ma Qianli's head.Very accurate body language: If this case is not solved, you will no longer need to wear the hat on your head! It was the first time I saw the mayor appear at the criminal investigation scene.不过也在情理之中，这案子搞得人心惶惶，铺天盖地的电视新闻，加上各种街头小报大肆热炒。最厉害的就是网络，数以千万计的帖子和新闻都在谈论这个案子，甚至都出现了专门的论坛。这案子估计已经惊动了省级甚至中央领导，别说马千里的乌纱帽，连市长的位置都开始摇晃了。 两人走了出来，市长开始接受采访，马千里也在一旁帮忙搭腔。记者问了一些白痴问题，这两人给的也是似是而非的答案。马千里的表情很僵硬，特别是当记者问到案情调查进展时，他为难地回了一句：这个不方便透露。 不过接下来就出现了极具戏剧性的一幕，市长清了清嗓子，接话道：请市民们放心，要维持良好的社会秩序，安心生活和工作。我们的刑警队保证会在五天内抓到凶手，还死者一个公道！ 市长右手伸出五个指头：五天！ 马千里愣愣地盯着他那五个指头，脸上所有的肌肉在瞬间纠结在了一起。这个表情非常滑稽，可以用一个词来表达：欲哭无泪。 五天，这是市长的保证，也是马千里的最后期限。一个查了半年都没一丝线索的案子，现在市长拍板要在五天内破案，马千里估计现在连死的心都有了。 上级和下属，就是这么一回事。上级犯错下属要担着，下属有功上级也要全占着。上级说的话就是下属说的，下属说的话还是下属说的。官场职场，各行各业不外如是。上级需要的是听话懂事的下属，简而言之就是要你的奴性，而不是你的个性！ 别以为上班了你往办公桌面前一坐，一头扎进工作里就行，你还得当上司的仆人和保姆。 “小唐，咖啡。” “小唐，把我办公室的文件整理一下，办公桌有杯垫的水印，你一起擦擦。” “小唐，我邮箱的密码多少来着？” “小唐，明天我要和何总去海边玩，帮我去买条泳裤。” “小唐，那个……去帮我买盒套子，再订一间客房。” “小唐，你连谎都不会撒吗？我老婆打电话来，你说我在办公室干什么？她一打我办公室的电话没人接……你不懂得说我正在开会吗！废物！” “小唐，晚上去包厢记住帮我挡酒，除了何总敬的，其他人都挡下。” “小唐，帮我把这个策划案写完，文语要像我，明天要给老总看的。” “小唐，明天周董生日，帮我挑份好礼送给他。” “小唐，你脑子里装的都是屎吗！哪有生日礼物送手表的，送钟——送终懂吗！” ... 我又想起了我的上司，原来我已经做了这么久的高薪奴隶。白领、金领又如何？还不如摆摊卖水果的，至少是在替自己打工。