Mr. Saw's strength was unexpectedly small, and I grabbed his arm so that he couldn't lift the chainsaw.
"You!!!" He stared at me in surprise, as if to ask why I had so much strength.
That is of course because I am diligent in exercising. I often participate in extracurricular activities. I take Taekwondo as an elective in physical education, and I can do three-legged cat kung fu.
Mr. Saw struggled desperately, a chainsaw is a dangerous tool after all, and I got a scratch on the back of my hand when I took it off.
Fortunately, it was only a skin injury, so I grabbed the chainsaw in time and pressed the switch.
The chainsaw didn't seem to be very sensitive. It didn't turn off the first time. I pressed the switch hard again, and the blood on the back of my hand dripped on the switch. This time the chainsaw turned off smoothly, and the "humming" sound stopped.
I kicked the chainsaw far away, and immediately went to deal with Mr. Saw after disposing of the dangerous weapon. If he sawed off a lot of people's legs as he said, he must call the police.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Mr. Saw lying on the ground with his eyes rolled and his tongue sticking out.
I hurriedly ran over to the people who pressed him hard, but his face became even worse, pale and bloodless, like a corpse in a TV show.
"What's the matter with you?" Although he tried to attack me just now, I still repaid my grievances in the spirit of humanitarianism. If something happened to him, I might be involved in a case that was too defensive. If I leave it on my resume Next time, it will be even harder to find a job.
"Blood, blood..." He kept kicking his legs on the ground, looking very bad, as if he was about to foam.
"Blood?" I looked at my scratched arm, holding the wound and shaking it in front of him, "You said this?"
"Blood, blood..." Mr. Saw looked pained.
A suspicion arose in my heart, so I took off my suit and shirt, and distressedly wrapped the wound with a new white shirt to stop the bleeding.
After seeing no more blood, Mr. Saw was much better. He leaned against the wall and slowly climbed up, looking at me vigilantly, and kept looking at the chainsaw from the corner of his eye.
I thought he was waiting for the opportunity to pick up the chainsaw and attack me again, but he glanced at the chainsaw and collapsed again, rolled his eyes and said, "Blood, blood..."
Now I'm even more convinced, take a tissue from my bag and wipe the blood on the chainsaw that belongs to me.
After thoroughly cleaning up the blood in the room, Mr. Saw finally returned to normal. He leaned against the wall and looked at me gloomily: "Blood of Chunyang, you are already 26 years old, and you are still a virgin?!"
I wanted to have a good talk with Mr. Saw
Tan, he blushed when he heard this.
"What's wrong with the virgin?" I was very angry and hated this kind of personal attack and his attitude towards sex, "I concentrated on my studies in school, and I wouldn't arbitrarily choose objects and play with other people's feelings because of my biological impulses. Being responsible to others, what's wrong with being a virgin? Do you have to kill a thousand people to kill a hundred people to be a man? Even if I am a virgin, I still stand tall and worthy of my conscience!"
Mr. Saw probably didn't expect that I wasn't ashamed as some boys with crooked self-esteem. Instead, he was righteous. He was so choked that he couldn't speak for a while, so he could only stare at me.
I've just been through a big battle and I'm running out of energy. He pulled over the chair, sat upright on it, and said to Mr. Saw, "I think we need to talk about some things. Whether or not to call the police depends on the circumstances of our conversation."
Mr. Saw looked at me sullenly.
I waved my injured right hand at him, and he turned his face away in horror when he saw the blood on his shirt.
At this point, I finally confirmed my guess and asked, "Mr. Saw, are you dizzy?"
As if he had been told, he immediately turned to look at me.
"After you saw me bleeding, the strength of your grip on the chainsaw was reduced a lot, and your hands relaxed, so that I could grab the chainsaw." I analyzed it on a case-by-case basis, "After that, you showed considerable discomfort again. look."
Mr. Saw hammered his chest hard and let out a violent cough. I wanted to help him pat him on the back, but when he saw me approaching, he immediately screamed: "Ah! Don't come here!"
I had no choice but to go back to the door and quietly wait for him to calm down.
"I really don't need to call an ambulance? Although this is just a mental disorder, it is also very dangerous if someone with cardiovascular disease or asthma suffers from haemorrhage."
Mr. Saw's face was quite bad, his lips were purple, especially like he couldn't get up with one breath.
"No!" He glared at me angrily, repeating, "Why a virgin, why a virgin? When were you born?"
I really don't want to argue with him about the issue of virginity. People's three views are established through continuous accumulation in life, and ideas can't be changed without arguing, so I just answer the following question: "I am about 12:00 noon on National Day. born."
"The day with the heaviest yang energy in the year..." Mr. Saw began to smash his chest hard again. He didn't seem to love himself very much.
"Don't knock any more!" I
Stop him, "You answer my question honestly, and I will decide whether to call the police based on your answer."
"I'm dizzy." He looked at my shirt-wrapped hand fearfully. "Keep the wound away from me."
I put my right hand behind my back and asked, "Since you're dizzy, why would you cut off someone else's leg? That's not scientific."
"Science?" He rolled his eyes.
Mr. Saw is so uncooperative, I can only continue to guess: "Do you often have hallucinations, and my height brings you bad memories, so you take hallucinations as real things?"
Seriously, I don't want Mr. Saw to really be a hurting chainsaw maniac. He is not tall and looks very unconfident, and life is not easy. If he really commits a crime and goes to prison, the future will be even more difficult.
Now that there is evidence of fainting and bleeding, I naturally prefer that Mr. Saw has a temporary illness and has not hurt anyone in the past.
If the truth is like this, then as long as I don't investigate Mr. Saw for maliciously hurting people, and persuade him to actively treat his mental illness, he will gradually come out.
After asking several questions in a row, Mr. Saw has always refused to cooperate and refused to answer my questions directly.
I had no choice but to take out my mobile phone and dial 110. If Mr. Saw is innocent, the police will give him justice.
The signal of No. 404 is not good. After several consecutive attempts, the phone cannot be dialed. I want to go out to find the signal, but it's not good to leave Mr. Saw alone here. What if he goes crazy and runs out with a chainsaw
Just as I was at a loss, the phone rang. It was a number ending in "94444".
Suddenly there is a signal...
I picked up the phone and spoke first: "Hello, are you Principal Zhang?"
"Yes... I... sigh..." Principal Zhang's voice was still so slow, and there were still so many signal noises.
"I want to talk to you about something. Regarding the reception staff in room 404, he called himself Mr. Saw and didn't tell me his real name. Do you know anything about his psychological condition?"
"Knowing... Road... Zi La... "
"He tried to attack me with a chainsaw today and was subdued by me. This move is really dangerous, and I think it is necessary to report to the school. In addition, he said that he had killed someone by jumping off a building. I think his mental illness is very serious and needs systemic treatment."
"He... lived... while... didn't... kill... people... Zilla..."
How come everyone in this training institution can't talk to each other! must be big
Do the living call the dead
I said angrily: "Principal Zhang, Mr. Saw is just a mental disorder. He is not dead yet. We should help him and care for him, not ignore his existence."
At this time, I couldn't care that the other end of the phone was my future boss. It's not a good idea to join this kind of unit where employees will have their legs cut off at every turn.
"Zila... Understood... Tomorrow... I will send... professionals... come... Zi La, you tonight... stay... account number... give you... spiritual compensation... Zi la... "
Principal Zhang's phone was disconnected again. I was so tormented that I was unable to get angry. I sent the account number and user name to Principal Zhang in the form of a text message, and turned to look at Mr. Saw.
He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, looking very tired, as if he had fallen asleep.
I looked at the three bedrooms, each with a bed. He picked up Mr. Saw and sent him to bed to rest.
Mr. Saw was awakened, opened his eyes to see me, looked terrified, and struggled to escape.
I was speechless, why was he the one who was frightened.
"Which is your room?" I asked angrily.
He raised his head and pointed to the darkest room.
I put him on the bed and sighed, "Since Principal Zhang said that you didn't kill anyone, I believe you. Tomorrow, the school will invite professionals from psychological counseling to help you. Don't be shy about your illness, and I will accompany you then."
Hearing that I would accompany him, Mr. Saw was horrified.
Seeing that he was so afraid of me, I left the room and closed the door. Before leaving, I said to him, "I'm sleeping in the next room and call me if something happens. Don't think about running away with a chainsaw in the middle of the night, I'm still awake."
In order to prevent him from hurting people again, I picked up the chainsaw and placed it by the bed in the master bedroom. Someone came to get the chainsaw, and I must have felt it.
Lying in bed, I remembered that Mr. Saw was afraid of me, and probably regarded me as someone who had bullied him. I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I didn't know whether to sympathize with him or be angry.
The body is very heavy, and the night was too much tossing. I closed my eyes and gradually fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already bright. I wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth and reached out to touch the chainsaw, but it was gone!
Shouldn't he sleep too hard and be taken away by Mr. Saw
A carp jumped up from the bed and rushed to the living room. I saw a young man in the middle of the living room, wearing a yellow robe with a gossip pattern embroidered on the back, holding a wooden sword, wearing a square scarf on his head, and staring eyes. .
I felt like I was in a TV show, and I asked in confusion, "Um... who are you?"
He looked me up and down, spit out a "hum" from his nose, and said coldly: "You're very lucky.":,,.