The madman, whose real name is Ning Sha, once served in the Star Fleet Army. He was transferred to the Hanbang Star Prison a month ago. The reason for his sentence was negligent injury. The length of his sentence was half a year. Three days after he was transferred to the first floor of the Hanbang Star Prison, he was transferred to the second floor of the Hanbang Prison due to sudden injury.
Jiang Yiyi flipped through the files, looked at the series of injuries committed by the madman on the second floor, and turned the page.
The densely packed treatment files were repeated and appeared many times: danger, non-cooperation, mental state and its unstable conclusion.
Jiang Yiyi read the document from beginning to end, but could not find the reason why the madman's mental state was unstable.
Judging from the reason why the madman served his sentence and the length of time he served, the Starfleet Army did not give up on him. On the contrary, his imprisonment was most likely a form of protection for him. Combined with his current mental instability, it can be concluded that he encountered something terrible, or that he became a victim of the game between the Starfleet Army and a certain force.
But since the Starfleet Force has no intention of giving up on him, it is probably because of one of the two reasons: they are loyal and righteous, or the madman still has bargaining chips in his hands.
Although Jiang Yiyi really wants to choose the former, from a realistic point of view, the latter is more logical.
Jiang Yiyi shook her head, tore up the file, threw it into the toilet, pressed the flush button, watched all traces of it disappear, then turned around - and bumped into the madman.
Jiang Yiyi moved her fingers, but then restrained her subconscious reaction and did not leave any "unexpected gift" for the madman.
The madman stood blankly at the bathroom door, blocking his way.
"What? Are you worried that I will sell you out?" Jiang Yiyi reached out and pushed him, and the madman gave way to him under his force.
Jiang Yiyi walked straight out of the bathroom and sat on the bed.
The madman followed him all the way to the bed, still staring at him intently.
Jiang Yiyi moved his fingers slightly, stared at the madman for a few seconds, and became curious: "What did they do to you?"
The madman blinked and didn't respond.
Jiang Yiyi stretched out his hand, and the madman's gaze followed his hand and stopped at himself.
The temperature of the human body was felt at the touch.
The madman didn't dodge and let Jiang Yiyi's hand press on his throat - the blade at the fingertips was clamped between the index finger, flashing a low-key light, and the lethality could not be seen, but it was real.
Jiang Yiyi paused for two seconds and retracted his hand: "Forget it, even if you are a lunatic, you still have the right to privacy."
"Cheers to my high moral standards."
The madman stared at him and made no response from beginning to end.
Jiang Yiyi wasn't sure whether he was really crazy or just pretending to be crazy - given that he had no idea about his psychology skills, he still didn't understand why the other party stopped the fatal blow at that time.
Jiang Yiyi's thoughts shifted from the madman to her own character skills.
At least surgery can be upgraded by performing surgery, but psychology...
How does this work? What is its effect
Jiang Yiyi lay on the bed and thought for a few seconds, but couldn't come to a conclusion. He turned over and sat up, staring at the madman who was still standing in front of his bed for a few seconds, and decided to put it into practice.
"what's your name?"
The madman looked at him in silence.
"What are you hiding?"
The madman looked at him in silence.
"What are you afraid of?"
The madman looked at him in silence.
Jiang Yiyi realized one thing from the other party's eternal silence - he who asked questions to a madman was more like a madman.
"Then what use are you to me?" Jiang Yiyi lay back on the bed, thinking about the value of the madman as if talking to herself: "If you are useless, you have to get rid of it."
The eternal silence had not changed, and Jiang Yiyi didn't care about the madman standing in front of the bed, who could theoretically kill him easily.
"I hate trouble." Jiang Yiyi muttered softly.
"Kill, kill..."
Indistinct words rang out in the silence, like a babbling child who has just learned to speak, or like someone who has not spoken for a long time and is trying to re-master the language.
Jiang Yiyi turned his head. The madman's shadow was cast on the bed, blocking his vision and making him unable to see what he looked like at the moment.
"You mean, you can help me kill someone?"
"Kill, kill, kill... kill." The madman repeated stumblingly.
Jiang Yi retracted his gaze, yawned, and the thoughts in his mind drifted away for a moment.
Serving time: half a year. Considering the number of people injured by the madman in this month, his sentence should have been increased to several years long ago. But since the serving time has not been increased - this is enough to prove that the forces behind him are strong enough.
The butcher's suggestion was probably due to this reason.
Starfleet…
Jiang Yiyi thought about the connection between him and the Starfleet Force and concluded that there was no connection.
Jiang Yiyi's resume is not clean enough to have any relationship with those big forces. There is no doubt that this is an advantage.
An example of someone with complicated relationships with those forces is right in front of us: Jian Si.
Players have died and come back to life countless times because of this, and have yet to reach the ending.
"But I don't need you to help me kill people." Jiang Yiyi smiled: "I don't have any enemies."
The madman fell silent again, of course it was possible that he had not yet learned to speak other words.
"Think about what use you can make to me."
The question was answered the next day.
Time to relax.
For Jiang Yiyi, each time he gets some fresh air is roughly equivalent to his operating time - after all, fights and brawls happen on the second floor all the time, and just as the butcher said, the presence of a doctor is indispensable.
So it is not difficult to understand why Jiang Yiyi is so busy - it's just that the prisoners and prison guards may be confused about it.
But for Jiang Yiyi, he was busy saving lives and healing the wounded, certainly not out of his golden virtues, nor for upgrading his skills - after all, after one or two surgical operations, the skill level of surgery could no longer be upgraded - he simply liked to do it.
I like the feeling of a scalpel cutting across my skin, I like the sight of blood flowing, I like... the feeling of being in control of life and death.
This preference is a bit problematic, and sounds like a pervert - but he's obviously not a pervert, so...
This is a little secret that cannot be known by others.
Jiang Yiyi hid her little secret and rushed around saving lives and healing the wounded, and rushed to the front lines of fights.
Most of the time, everyone respected him very much and was willing to stop waving their weapons for his good character of saving lives and healing the wounded, and wait for Jiang Yiyi to complete the surgical operation before continuing their daily routine of punching and kicking.
But in that small part of the time, there are always people who, for various reasons, try to obstruct Jiang Yiyi's efforts to save lives and heal the wounded, and even try to challenge Jiang Yiyi's authority.
Jiang Yiyi was not surprised by the idiots' choice, he was just a little surprised by the madman's behavior.
The blade turned in Jiang Yiyi's hands, and the human body under his hands flowed out in a trickle, spreading a layer of bright colors on the ground. Jiang Yiyi stopped his flowing art, squatted on the ground, turned his head and looked behind him.
The madman silently soars among the parties in the fight. He has no weapons in his hands, but he himself is the best weapon.
Jiang Yiyi, who knew nothing about fighting, was amazed and even stopped her art of saving lives and began to appreciate the ultimate aesthetics of violence.
The madman's joints, muscles, and bones are all his weapons, which are moves honed through countless battles.
"Mad man..." Lin Yi frowned and muttered to himself: "Is the situation getting better?"
Jiang Yiyi never took his eyes off the madman. After hearing his words, he continued with interest, "What do you mean?"
Lin Yi's eyes never left the madman, as if he was attracted by his simple and straightforward actions, or as if his thoughts drifted far away, so that he subconsciously answered his question: "He held back."
"Um?"
"If I hadn't held back, there would be no one alive here now."
The madman pinched the neck of the only prisoner still standing at the scene, and his fingers moved slightly, brushing against the larynx.
Jiang Yiyi's gaze was fixed on the larynx under his hand. There was a large vital point marked here on the anatomical plane, and a detailed death strategy was attached - it was recommended to use professional boning knives {with a clear schematic diagram attached}, and it was not recommended to crush it with bare hands, as it required a high level of strength and was very easy to fail.
This is the surgical skill after reaching the maximum level - it makes people wonder why this skill is named surgical operation. From the detailed and thoughtful instructions shown to Jiang Yiyi on how to kill the opponent's 108 vital points conveniently, quickly and unnoticeably, killing is simply easier than imagining, at least easier than fighting.
The madman's hand slightly deviated, and the standing prisoner was hit in the jaw and fell to the ground.
No one knew that he had a close brush with death.
No, someone still knows.
Jiang Yiyi turned her head and glanced at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, and then noticed Jiang Yiyi's gaze.
He looked at Jiang Yiyi.
Jiang Yiyi blinked at him, looked away, and continued his efforts to save the wounded.
After watching for a long time, until the madman stopped, the prison guard slowly walked forward, turned over the prisoner who was lying on the ground and cried out in pain, and waved his hand and said, "Take him away, punish the fight, and put him in solitary confinement for three days."
The madman slowly stood behind Jiang Yiyi.
The prison guard walked past him without looking at him and stopped in front of Jiang Yiyi.
"Doctor, this is difficult for us to do."
Jiang Yiyi looked up at him, then retracted his gaze, quickened his movements, and stopped the bleeding before the unfortunate man lost a lot of blood.
The prison guard didn't get a response, so he raised his voice and called again: "Doctor?"
The blade leaps in the flesh and blood, bringing a chill to the calm.
“I don’t like looking up to other people.”
The prison guard glanced at Jiang Yiyi who was squatting on the ground, and subconsciously touched the baton at his waist.
The silent and wooden madman raised his eyes behind him, his dark eyeballs rolled in his eye sockets and slowly fell on the prison guard.
Another prison guard put his hand on his and took over the conversation: "It's okay, we'll talk after you finish."
He held the prison guard's hand and took two steps outside, keeping a safe distance from Jiang Yiyi and the madman before nudging the other person with his elbow.
The other party followed his gaze.
The madman stared at him silently, like a wild beast that would go berserk at any moment.
The scene fell silent.
Jiang Yiyi sutured the wound quickly and efficiently, and after confirming that a qualified evaluation was floating faintly in her field of vision, she stood up and looked at the prison guards.
"What did you ask me just now?"
"Nothing." The prison guard shook his head and smiled at Jiang Yiyi: "Doctor, the exercise time is over, you should go back."
Lin Yi was not surprised by their choice.
The beast is shackled, but the other end of the shackle is in the hands of the predator.
"Let's go." Lin Yi took Jiang Yiyi back to the cell and passed by the prison guards.
They walked calmly and silently for a while until Jiang Yiyi broke the silence.
"How was the talk with the butcher?"
Lin Yi slowed down his pace: "I think the effect of the conversation is very obvious."
"You mean, they ignore this effect of yours?"
"This shows that they have learned to be afraid. Isn't this a good thing?" Lin Yi said calmly, "Besides, there is still a long way to go. There is no need to rush..."
He swiped his card and opened the door of the cell: "Or do you want to go to the third floor so soon?"
Jiang Yiyi walked into the cell and handed the scalpel back to Lin Yi.
"You misunderstood me." Jiang Yiyi said sincerely, "From the beginning, I planned to stay here until the end of my sentence."
Lin Yi raised his eyebrows.
"The second floor is great. I have no intention of leaving."
Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Doctor, you underestimate yourself when you say that."
"This is not the place for you to be."
"The reason why the Hanbang Star Prison is divided into six levels is to prevent predators from staying in the hunting grounds."
Lin Yi glanced at the madman behind Jiang Yiyi: "Even if he is a madman protected by the military, he will be transferred from the first floor to the second floor." Not to mention other people.
"This is the rule of Hanbang Star Prison. Everyone must abide by it."