When he saw the beginning of the video, Zhou Jiayu really thought it was a human experiment, but when the picture continued to move backwards, Zhou Jiayu doubted his guess.
Neither the doctor nor the patient in the video seemed to have professional equipment, except for the injection of medicine and the record book in his hand, there were no elements related to the experiment. And the malicious smiles on the doctors' faces made people feel that they were just enjoying the pain and suffering of their patients.
On the 13th, 14th, and 15th, the number of the patient's hospital gown kept getting bigger and bigger. Finally, when the screen switched again, Zhou Jiayu saw a familiar face - Jiang Zhu.
He was also wrapped in a straitjacket like the previous patient, sitting on that chair, facing several doctors with distorted smiles in front of him.
"Help, help..." Jiang Zhuzai screamed for help, "What are you doing, help—"
Zhou Jiayu couldn't bear it. At this time, Jiang Zhu was still young, and it could be seen that he was not very old. I think this is the video when he was just sent to this mental hospital.
But those terrifying monsters did not soften their hearts because of Jiang Zhu's begging for mercy. They still injected strange liquids into Jiang Zhu's body, and they let out a shrill cry when they watched him.
These few people in doctor uniforms can no longer be called doctors. They are more like demons who take pleasure in human suffering. Whether it is laughter or behavior, they are full of distortions.
Jiang Zhu seems to have been tortured for a long time. Although the picture is only a short time each time, it can be seen that his age has changed. He changed from a teenager to a young man, and from the screaming struggle at the beginning, he became numb to bear.
Such days continue until a certain opportunity comes.
The last video seems to have been recorded by someone with a mobile phone. The picture is very rough, and it is constantly shaking, but the excited gasping sound of the videographer can be heard.
"It's about to start," someone said.
Looking up, Zhou Jiayu saw a building with black smoke. After careful observation, Zhou Jiayu realized that the building with black smoke was their hospital. The hospital seemed to be on fire, and the specific fire place was on the fourth floor, where the director's office was located.
"It's started." The man began to gasp heavily again, he said, "I've been waiting for this day for too long, too impatient, too impatient..."
The picture suddenly shook violently, and the person holding the mobile phone began to run. His destination was the yard in front of the hospital. When he got there, there were already patients wearing hospital gowns everywhere.
The expressions of the patients were all excited, but they didn't seem to be at all afraid of the fire. They raised their heads and looked at the fourth floor excitedly. Some were screaming, some were laughing, and some were even excited. was slamming his head against the wall.
"It's our time—" The voice belonging to Jiang Zhu sounded, and when the video screen changed, Zhou Jiayu saw Jiang Zhu standing in the crowd. He was wearing a hospital gown, hunched over on the ground, with a mask on his face, and said, "It's our time—"
Another neurotic repetition, Zhou Jiayu saw the patients respond, as if caught in some senseless frenzy.
The flames became more and more fierce, black ashes scattered in the air, Jiang Zhu and the others stood downstairs, cheering like a carnival.
With such a big fire, there are no fire-fighting measures. If it continues, it is very likely that the entire hospital will be burned down. But what is very strange is that the fire was isolated in the dean's room and did not spread to other places.
Zhou Jiayu suddenly remembered the peculiar structure in the dean's room and the walls painted black. It seems that the peculiar decoration style is inseparable from the fire...
Just as the flames came out of the window, Zhou Jiayu saw in the video that a person in the dean's room climbed out of the window. He was wearing a doctor's clothing and seemed to be the doctor here.
"Help, help—" He stood at the window and called out for help.
The patients turned their eyes to the window.
"Help—" The cry for help sounded so familiar. Once, it was the patients standing below who were calling for help. But at this moment, the object of the call for help has become a high-ranking doctor.
Nobody wanted to save him.
The patients raised their heads with extremely indifferent expressions on their faces. Their eyes were fixed on the person at the window who was driven to a desperate situation by the flames. The eyes in their eyes were even more terrifying than the fiery flames. into the belly.
"Help..." Looking at the reactions of the people downstairs, he seemed to finally understand his situation. In the end, the man gave up calling for help and began to try to climb out of the window. But there is no shelter under the fourth floor. It is a hard concrete floor. Whether to fall to death or be burned to death is indeed a difficult choice.
But the creature's most instinctive fear of flames still made him make the final decision. Seeing that the house was about to be completely engulfed by flames, he gritted his teeth, jumped for life, and finally jumped down from the upstairs.
The height of the fourth floor is deadly enough for ordinary people, and what's more, there is only hard cement underneath. The moment the man fell to the ground, Zhou Jiayu saw his feet showing a twisted posture, and then The shrill screams that came, also proved that his feet were seriously injured.
"Ahhh..." cried miserably, he lay on the ground unable to move.
However, he saved his life anyway. After the severe pain, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He used his hands and was about to crawl forward, but noticed that the patients around who were still looking up at the fire slowly surrounded him. .
"You look at what I'm doing, do you want to die! Go away! Go away! You dare to watch, when I'm healed, I'll kill you—" It was probably the pain that made him lose his mind, he didn't even notice The abnormality of the patients, instead, continued to export threats.
Jiang Zhu slowly walked in front of him, squatted down in front of him, and slowly poked his exposed flesh with his toes.
"What are you doing—" He finally felt something was wrong,
"It's exposed, bones." Jiang Zhu said, but he stepped on it with force, followed by the man's screams.
"Ah, what are you doing—are you crazy—" He tried to break free, but found he couldn't move at all, only struggling with his hands, like a poor maggot.
"Don't be afraid." Jiang Zhu said, "I will cure you, just like you cured us."
The man's expression froze. At this moment, he finally realized something. He looked around and found that there was no doctor in the entire first-floor courtyard.
Hundreds of patients gathered in the courtyard, surrounded him, and looked at him indifferently.
"What have you done, what about the other doctors..." The man felt terrified and began to retreat involuntarily.
"Doctor? Where are there doctors here, they are all patients." Jiang Zhu laughed, he stepped on a section of the man's bone and slowly rolled it on the ground, "Well... maybe we can work hard tomorrow, Let's see if anyone else is willing to be a doctor for a few days to treat you."
The fear in the man's eyes reached its peak, but it seemed that it was too late, the camera went black, and the picture ended.
Everyone looked at the black screen and fell silent.
Lin Jue smoked a cigarette and glanced outside the door: "I read that right, is this person outside the one who broke his leg and hand just now?"
"Yes." Zhou Jiayu said, "Is this person the director of the hospital?"
Lin Jue said, "It's 90 percent possible."
In fact, when they first saw that person, their hearts were still full of sympathy and anger towards Jiang Zhu. After all, a living person became that way. But after watching the video, everyone's mood became complicated. After seeing so many innocent patients being tortured, they were hesitant about his fate.
"Let's call the police first." Lin Jue said, "Let the police handle it. There are so many patients who need to be resettled. The current situation in this hospital has long been abnormal."
There is hardly a normal person here. Maybe Jiang Zhu was normal when he first came here, but after so many tortures, he has obviously fallen out of the normal category.
"Let's go to the back mountain to have a look." Lin Zhushui hasn't spoken much since he got here, but he suddenly opened his mouth and made a strange suggestion.
Zhou Jiayu remembered that the back mountain was where the mentally ill people were buried. He didn't know what Lin Zhushui said he was going to do when he went to the back mountain, but since he said so, it's okay to go and have a look.
So several people divided their work, Xu Ruian and the others guarded the stick, while Zhou Jiayu and Lin Jue followed Lin Zhushui to the back mountain to see the situation.
The mountain here is also very desolate, the path leading to the mountain is covered with weeds, and no one has passed through here for a long time. Zhou Jiayu walked at the front and quickly reached the top of the mountain. He thought that these graves would have at least a tombstone or something, but he obviously overestimated the humanitarianism of this mental hospital, because there were only some raised earthbags on the top of the mountain. There are no tombstones. And each earthbag was covered with dense weeds. These dense weeds were already half a meter high. Zhou Jiayu even suspected that there were corpses under his feet, but he couldn't see them.
"Jiayu, let Xiaozhi do me a favor." Lin Zhushui said, "Dig down from here."
Zhou Jiayu responded when he heard the words, and instructed Xiaozhi to dig down the soil where Lin Zhushui was. As usual, Xiao Zhi rolled up his sleeves, pouted his butt, and started to work. It was so powerful that it quickly dug out a huge pothole in the place indicated by Lin Zhushui. Just when Xiao Zhi was about to continue, Lin Zhushui suddenly stopped, then picked up a long wooden stick from the side, and scraped the remaining floating soil.
Beneath the floating soil is a wooden box, which is very crude, like a rough handicraft made by a child. Zhou Jiayu smelled the stench that belonged to a corpse again in his nose. Although the smell was not obvious, it was very pungent, making him involuntarily cover his nose with his hands.
Shen Yiqiong muttered unpleasantly: "What is this? They cut people into pieces and buried them?"
There is no such thing as a crematorium here. If you want to put people in such a small box, I am afraid that the only way to solve it is to cut it into pieces as Shen Yiqiong said.
Lin Zhushui didn't say a word, just lifted the lid of the wooden box with the stick in his hand. As soon as the lid was opened, Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong were stunned. Inside the box was the black liquid they had seen in the hotel before. The liquid was placed in the box but did not flow out of the gap. Instead, it seemed to be stuck in the box because the concentration was too high.
This liquid Zhou Jiayu was all too familiar with, wasn't it the kind of black liquid he and Shen Yiqiong saw in the refrigerator that night? He never imagined that he could see the same thing on the back mountain.
This thing is so stinky that everyone involuntarily took a few steps back.
Zhou Jiayu covered his mouth and nose with his hands, but noticed that the thing in the box was slowly squirming. Although it was very slow, it was indeed moving.
"This thing is moving—" Zhou Jiayu said.
"Damn, I thought I saw it wrong." Lin Jue frowned, her expression was really ugly, "What the hell is this?"
In the black liquid, there are still some broken bones in the nails and hair. It is said that this is a human being, but it is impossible to imagine what kind of method is used to make a human like this.
"There seems to be something on the edge of the box." Zhou Jiayu pinched his nose, endured the stench, and looked at the soil layer on the edge of the box. The thin layer of soil seemed to be covered with something, and Lin Zhu sailor moved the thing and picked it out directly from the edge of the box.
Zhou Jiayu bent over to pick it up, and found that it was a package of documents wrapped in plastic paper, he said, "...what is this." He carefully lifted a corner and saw that there were actually many documents inside, one of which was ID card with an unfamiliar name written on it. Obviously, this ID card has an inseparable relationship with the pool of liquid at the bottom of the pit. And there are not only ID cards, but also some more important documents. Zhou Jiayu also found the hospital's employment certificate and some qualification certificates - all kinds of information show that if there is no accident, the following A puddle of black liquid belonged to a mental hospital doctor.
"This black water is really made by Jiang Zhu..." Zhou Jiayu said, "Wait, what is this..." He turned out a page from the information that looked like a torn piece of paper, which was very unusual. It was eye-catching, but because of the special texture, Zhou Jiayu still noticed it.
This piece of paper was yellow, and it felt like a kraft paper. Zhou Jiayu held it in his hand and suddenly remembered the kraft paper that Xu Jinghuo mailed to him.
"Isn't that the kraft paper?" Zhou Jiayu looked at Lin Zhushui, "Sir..."
Lin Zhushui reached out and took the thing in Zhou Jiayu's hand, put it between his nose and sniffed gently: "It's the same thing."
Zhou Jiayu pursed his lips. He regretted not checking it carefully when he saw the black liquid in the refrigerator. He always felt that he had missed key clues.
But Lin Zhushui said directly: "Continue to dig."
Zhou Jiayu then instructed Xiao Zhi to continue digging down according to the direction Lin Zhushui said, and soon more than a dozen large pits appeared in front of everyone. In each pit, there was a black wooden box. There are materials wrapped in plastic paper. In the information, each copy is mixed with torn kraft paper.
The messy pieces were collected by them. When Zhou Jiayu saw the appearance of the pieces, he remembered the jigsaw puzzle and began to try to splicing the pieces together. After a lot of hard work, those fragments were actually put together into paper, but the paper was only half a sheet, and a black charcoal pen was used to draw a bizarre pattern on it, which looked a bit like a magic circle at first glance.
Lin Jue couldn't understand the pattern either. Zhou Jiayu was thinking about how to tell Lin Zhushui when he saw him extend his hand towards him.
"Here." Lin Zhushui said to Zhou Jiayu.
Zhou Jiayu understood it, held Lin Zhushui's hand, and then used his fingertips to gently trace in his palm, conveying the pattern of the rune array to Lin Zhushui little by little.
The pattern is only half, and it is quite complicated. In order for Lin Zhushui to understand, Zhou Jiayu drew every stroke very carefully. After he finished painting, Lin Zhushui held Zhou Jiayu's palm with his backhand and squeezed gently: "The painting is good."
Zhou Jiayu said: "Well... but sir, this talisman is only half, can you know what it is used for?"
Lin Zhushui said, "This is the first time I have encountered this symbol formation, but the pattern in the middle is somewhat familiar."
Zhou Jiayu said, "Pattern?"
Lin Zhushui paused for a moment: "Yes, in the middle of the pattern is a three-legged golden crow that is only half-painted."
Zhou Jiayu immediately remembered the pattern in the upper right corner of his kraft paper, and the sacrifice eight in his mind.
"I suspect that this formation is the source of black water." Lin Zhushui's tone also contained some hesitation, "Do you think these things are really water?"
Zhou Jiayu said: "Yes, it's a pool of black water, a little thick, and it was put in a box."
"It's very strange." Lin Zhushui said softly, "I can't see it, but I feel that the water in your mouth... has the breath of a living person."
living person? This pool of black water obviously cannot be a living person, and if Lin Zhushui's feeling is not wrong, obviously the kraft paper has become the key clue, whether it is the charred corpse in the Mengjia ruins, or the thick black water in front of him, all And kraft paper is inseparable from the relationship...
"Sacrificial Eight." Zhou Jiayu called out to the little black bird in his mind, "What the hell is going on?"
"This should be a formation." Jiba said, "The failed formation...is used to revive people, but only half, so the effect of resurrection is not very good." It explained in a low voice, "That Jiang Zhu is on purpose."
Zhou Jiayu was silent, he understood the meaning of Sacrificial Eight, if Meng Yangtian's resurrection of the Meng family was sincere, then this Jiang Zhu's resurrection of the doctors buried in the soil obviously had other ideas. When a person dies, a hundred is gone. He hates those who have died, so he resurrects them with a broken formation, turning them into inhuman things.
"But what does it have to do with you? Why is there a Golden Crow in the center of the formation?" Zhou Jiayu said.
Jiba said slowly, "How do I know, I'm just a bird..."
Zhou Jiayu thought that I believed in your evil. Which bird could be named Jiba? But Jiba refused to tell the truth, and Zhou Jiayu had nothing to do for the time being.
When Xu Jian called the police, he thought the police would come the next day, but he didn't expect them to be very efficient. He called the police in the afternoon and rushed over in the evening.
At that time, everyone was sitting in the hall on the first floor resting, and they were a little dizzy without eating for a day. Zhou Jiayu leaned on Lin Zhushui and listened to Shen Yiqiong, the little bastard, reading the menu next to him.
Lin Jue said, "I beg you to Shen Yiqiong, I'm already very hungry, can you please stop reading the menu."
Shen Yiqiong said, "But I'm hungry."
Lin Jue said, "Then why are you looking at Zhou Jiayu, he has no milk."
Shen Yiqiong silently looked away from Zhou Jiayu.
Zhou Jiayu: "..." His chest felt cold, Shen Yiqiang, what the hell were you thinking just now.
When the police came, they saw the person in the cage at first sight. Although they had made it clear on the phone, it was still a little uncomfortable to see the person who had been turned into a stick in front of them.
One of the new police officers went outside and vomited.
The next step is to hand over the work. They say they are going to hand over. In fact, they handed over the video that Jiang Zhu gave them to the police. It contains what the doctor did in this hospital. The police should rectify the hospital and put the patients Sent to a new mental hospital.
Lin Jue was a little worried about what bad conditions these patients would encounter, so she offered to sponsor a fund for these patients to receive good treatment in other regular mental hospitals, hoping that they could recover. Health and return to normal life.
As for the dean who was put in a cage and turned into a stick, everyone's mood was even more complicated. Jiang Zhu did not kill him, but it was the biggest torture for him. He couldn't move, and he couldn't speak. I'm afraid that only by hunger strike can he die. . As to whether he had the courage to let himself die in such a painful way, no one can say.
Because of watching the video, everyone has no sympathy for this man. So many patients have been tortured by him for so many years, and the appearance of him can be regarded as repayment of debt to some extent.
Everyone finally left the mental hospital in a police car.
In the car that was leaving, the paper crane that Lin Zhushui let out before came back. When he came back, it was covered with a thick layer of black ash. Lin Zhushui touched it lightly and looked at it. body burned.
Only later did Zhou Jiayu know that Lin Zhushui had planted fire on Jiang Zhu at this time.
The case of this mental hospital was still not concealed, and it caused a lot of controversy in the society. Zhou Jiayu only learned after reading the news that the mental hospital was originally closed a few years ago due to illegal operations, but due to certain circumstances , but was kept private.
In the end, the patients in that hospital were scattered and sent to the new mental hospital, probably out of fear of what would happen if they gathered together.
When they got home, everyone planned to cook a sumptuous meal to treat themselves. Zhou Jiayu asked Lin Zhushui what dish he wanted to eat. Lin Zhushui said in a very serious tone, "Fried small yellow croaker."
Zhou Jiayu: "..." Huh
Lin Zhushui said, "The one that is fried on both sides is golden brown."
This was a very normal sentence, but Zhou Jiayu's inexplicable tips of ears started to turn red. He stopped, put on an apron and went into the kitchen.
Outside Lin Jue whispered to Lin Zhushui, "Zhushui, are you playing a hooligan?"
Lin Zhushui raised his hand and took a sip from the teacup, ignoring her.
Lin Jue said, "When are you going to start eating?"
Lin Zhushui was quiet for a while, then put down the teacup in his hand: "It's the right time."
Lin Jue sighed: "Brother, how come I didn't realize that you are so patient before."
Lin Zhushui smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Of course he deserves the best time."
The author has something to say: Xiao Zhi came to Zhou Jiayu and kissed Zhou Jiayu's face, saying that he wanted to drink milk.
Zhou Jiayu: ? ? ? Shen Yiqiong, what the hell did you do?
Shen Yiqiong cried out in grievance and said that he really didn't have it, this time it was definitely Master's fault.
Zhou Jiayu: emmmmm…