Chapter 50 Monotonous City
The reason why Wu Xian determined that the prisoner had no mental problems.
There are three main reasons.
First: If the evil spirits mentioned by the prisoner do not exist, then Wu Xian hopes that he will die regardless of whether he is really mentally ill or fake.
Second: If the evil spirits mentioned by the prisoner exist, then he is not telling lies, and it is correct to determine that he does not have mental illness.
Third: The attitude of the detective is the most critical.
Wu Xian is not a real doctor after all. Since the detective hopes to determine that the prisoner does not have a mental illness, then following his wishes can avoid the doctor's identity being exposed to the greatest extent.
Follow the way you came.
Wu Xian returned to the office.
Go through the office and search for any information you can find.
Although the evil spirit has not appeared yet, this blessed place makes him uneasy and he needs more information to feel safe.
Soon, he discovered many signs of violation.
The wooden board under the table is full of holes, as if it had been carved and then dug out. The thickness of the notebook is only half the cover, and a large number of pages have been torn out...
And this body, There were irregular scars on parts of the skin on the arms and thighs, as if they had been burned over a large area.
Maybe...
Evidence that someone was trying to cover up something.
Also.
Wu Xian looked through the patient records. There were photos of the patients in every record, but all the photos did not have the face of the prisoner just now.
But the first thing the prisoner said when he saw Wu Xian was.
‘We meet again’.
When did the doctor and the prisoner meet, and what role did the prisoner play? Is he the key to Wu Xian's survival in this blessed land?
Wu Xian thought for a while, and called Inspector Jia, the person in charge of the case, according to the phone number on the appointment form.
Rather than guessing, it’s better to ask directly.
"Hello, Inspector Jia..."
"The prisoner escaped on the way to the prison. We have completely lost his whereabouts. Dr. Xu, if you see him, you must Run away immediately and contact us again..."
The phone hangs up.
Wu Xian looked up at the ceiling, unable to think of a reason for a long time.
The sun slowly sets in the west, and it is already dusk.
The office door opened, and the little nurse poked her head in, looking at Wu Xian in surprise.
"Ah, Doctor Xu, why haven't you gone home yet? Today is your birthday. Your parents, wife and daughter are all waiting at home. You'll have enough work for a day or two, so go back quickly."
Wu Xian was pushed away by the little nurse.
He wanted to stay a little longer, but the ultimatum in his eyes began to flicker.
It seems that going home is something that must be done.
But Dr. Xu actually has a complete family in the blessed land. Is he asking Wu Xian to play house this time?
Wu Xian had already found a map of this city when he was looking for clues, as well as his home address and member information, as well as the key to a Biguandi tram.
But not before going home.
Wu Xian still has some things to prepare.
He must have weapons, but in the psychiatric hospital, the only weapons he could find were some sedative drugs and some syringes. He packed these things away with the convenience of his identity.
Rather than being prosecuted for violating hospital regulations, Wu Xian was more worried about having his brain eaten by evil spirits at home.
On the way home.
Wu Xian drove slowly, observing the city.
This city is very strange.
If I had to describe it, it would be boring.
The buildings are all about the same height, and the style is relatively conservative. The colors are mostly light colors such as light red and light blue. There are almost no bright colors. You can see 'Xianwei City' written on it everywhere on the road to welcome you. The signboard looks like something copied and pasted on the street.
There are several places that Wu Xian is particularly concerned about. First, there are an unusually large number of plastic surgery clinics in this city. There is basically one every short distance away, and there are advertisements about plastic surgery everywhere.
‘No trace plastic surgery, fast healing. ’
‘Change yourself and start a new life. ’
‘Say goodbye to the past and let everything start again. ’
But every clinic was closed, and the plaques were all black and white. Wu Xian only saw one clinic with a pink sign open on the whole road.
On the steps in front of the clinic, there was a fat woman with bright lips but pale skin sitting. She was holding a cigarette bag and staring at Wu Xian's car with her bulging eyes like goldfish.
Another anomaly.
It’s a barber shop called ‘Perfect Hair Art’.
Brightly colored rotating lights are hung at the entrance of the barber shop, and dynamic music is played. The style is avant-garde and out of tune with the entire city.
Wu Xian wanted to stop and get some information here.
But as soon as he slowed down, he saw a customer inside who was getting a haircut. Blood suddenly shot out from his neck. The body was dragged by something invisible to a room behind the barber shop that was blocked by a gauze curtain...
See to this scene.
Wu Xian quickly stepped on the accelerator.
He has no ability to protect himself now, and he must not be targeted by evil spirits at this time.
That’s it, stop and look.
It took Wu Xian a long time after dark before he rushed to his home.
His home is a small building built one by one, surrounded by the same style of houses and the same style of green space. At first glance, everything is similar, except for the house number.
Wu Xian reversed the car and entered the garage. As soon as he walked out of the garage door, he heard a dog barking.
I saw a fat and strong black dog raised by my neighbor. The big black dog roared at Wu Xian, grinned and made an attack gesture. If it weren't for the railing, it would have been there. It had already pounced on him.
The neighbor’s first floor window is open.
A thin, stripped-down man with an ashen face and dull eyes was standing in front of the window drinking coffee.
Wu Xian was very irritated by the black dog: "Friend, can you take care of the dog?"
"The dog..."
The man looked at Wu Xian, looked at his home again, his dull eyes gradually showed fear, he screamed and quickly closed the window.
Wu Xian’s teeth were a little sore.
It seems this neighbor also has a problem.
At this moment, another line of words appeared in Wu Xian's eyes.
【Go enjoy your birthday and don’t do anything beyond the scope of your family. 】
This line of words made Wu Xian sigh.
His irritability does not all come from the dog.
But because of family.
He has never enjoyed a normal family. He was raised by a sloppy old detective, so...
Wu Xian is not yearning for it at all.
He even hates it and resists the warmth of family, and does not want this thing to pollute him.
He endured the barking of the dog, hesitated in front of the door for a while, opened the door and walked in.
After a while.
The neighbor next door walked out quietly again.
He held the railing and looked at the window of Dr. Xu's house with fearful eyes. There were large blood stains on the transparent glass, and these blood stains were slowly flowing downward.
The blood is mixed with foam.
Still fresh.
(End of this chapter)