Chapter 160

Green mountains, green waters, high walls, iron net, green grass, iron gate building

It's not a Jingjing campus, it's not a cold prison - it's Kurong psychiatric hospital, a madhouse in the wilderness of the western suburb of Mingzhu city.

A banyan came from afar rapidly, raising the noise, but also set off bursts of fiery waves.

A bareheaded man in a suit came down from the car. He quickly ran to the co driver's seat and opened the door. A casual ye Buqiu came down from the car.

Ye Buqiu looked up at the mental hospital plaque with the word "withered glory" on it. He looked at the bald man beside him and said, "Dali, I want you to check the address. Are you sure it's here?"

"Boss, I promise, it's absolutely true." Heng Dali nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"It's the first time I've seen an expert hiding in a city or a mountain forest, but hiding in a mental hospital." Ye Buqiu whispered, but shook his head“ I hope that woman in Lin Xiyuan doesn't cheat people. "

When Heng Dali saw the old man muttering, he couldn't help scanning the surrounding wilderness and asked: "old man, when we come to this place where birds don't shit, can we really invite the legendary master?"

"The ghost place is the ghost place. But if you want to say that you are an expert, you need further verification. "

"Then I'll call the Dean here and ask him?"

"No, we'll register ourselves." Ye Buqiu shakes his head and refuses“ Liu Bei's three visits to Mao Lu invite Zhuge Liang. Although I know I can't compare with uncle Liu, I can still show my sincerity. "

Two security guards in the guard room of the mental hospital have already seen ye Buqiu and Heng Dali. There is no way, who let them both open a handsome banquet, do not want to attract attention.

Now see ye Buqiu two people come, two security guards look at each other.

Ye Buqiu came to the guard room and said politely, "two big brothers, I'm going to find someone in the hospital. Can I let them go?"

The two security guards were stunned. They didn't expect that the rich young master with the banquets was so polite.

The elder security guard soon recovered and said with a flattering face, "of course, of course. It's just that our hospital is a little different from other hospitals. You need to register here, please

"No trouble." Ye Buqiu didn't embarrass them. He signed the name of "Wang Xiaoer" on the register.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The guard said gratefully.

Ye Buqiu nodded friendly, security came out, with ye Buqiu Heheng vigorously directly into the mental hospital.

As soon as I stepped into the gate, I heard all kinds of strange sounds coming from the hospital building.

They looked around and saw that there were many white nurses guarding the patients in black and white in the activity area.

These patients either squat on the ground counting ants, or climb up trees, doing what they think is perfectly normal.

Ye Buqiu and Heng Dali watched these strange people walk through the corridor. When they came to the corner of the corridor, Heng Dali suddenly covered his mouth and turned back to make a retching sound.

Ye Buqiu looked in the direction that Heng Dali had just seen, and his intestines and stomach rolled up.

Outside the vermilion railings, a young man in black and white striped trousers with bare arms squatted in the corner, holding his so-called delicious food in both hands and enjoying it with relish.

Shit.

"Fool, eat less. You've smoked me." Not far away, a middle-aged man pinched his nose and said with disgust.

When ye Buqiu heard the voice, he looked at the middle-aged man, about 1.8 meters old, with a thin face and a thin body. He was wearing a pair of bronze glasses, and in his hand was Freud's interpretation of dreams. He looked like a scholar or a patient's uniform. He looked like a senior professor in a university.

He glanced at ye Buqiu and passed him by.

Ye Buqiu felt the cold air.

This person is not simple.

"Boss, let's look at other places. It's disgusting." Heng Dali couldn't bear the sight.

"There are all kinds of patients in the mental hospital, and there are many strange things. Please forgive me." The security guard is not surprised at this scene, and apologizes to ye Buqiu.

The security guard took them around the corner and took them to the nurses' desk.

"Head nurse Qiu, these two people are looking for someone in the hospital. I'll give them to you." With that, the security guard signaled and turned to leave the nurse desk.

"To whom?" It seems that the head nurse Qiu in his early 40s lowered his head and didn't even look at the two people in front of him. He asked unhappily.

"Is there a patient here named Chang Zhaoyuan?" Heng Dali resisted his anger and tried to ask in a calm tone. Just because of his loud voice, it gives people a sense of arrogance.

"No Head nurse Qiu answered directly without thinking.

Pop!

"If you don't even check, you say no?" Heng Dali was angry.

Ye Buqiu raised his hand to indicate Heng Dali, turned to the unkind head nurse Qiu with a smile and said, "sorry, head nurse, my brother is easily excited. Don't worry about what happened just now."

Then he took out a yellow picture from his coat chest pocket and handed it to him. He said, "I have something urgent to do with this gentleman. Please forgive me and help me check."

Head nurse Qiu pushed down her glasses with one finger, carefully looked at the smiling man in front of her, and hesitated to take the yellow picture.

"There's no one here." Nurse Qiu pushed back the photos she had seen.

"That bothers you." Ye Buqiu replied with a smile.

Taking back the photo, ye Buqiu turns around and leaves the nurse desk, with a deep smile at the corner of his mouth.

When the nurse Qiu saw the photo, he saw the fleeting panic look in her eyes.

"Boss, what should we do? Is that how we end up? Is there really such an expert here? " Heng Dali asked anxiously. When he remembered the disgusting scene, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"It's OK. This kind of thing can't be done in a hurry. Let's go back first. " Ye Buqiu seems very relaxed.

Heng Dali looks at the confused boss, doubts, grabs his head and follows the detective who seems to get important evidence to leave.

They went to the public area of the mental hospital, where more than a dozen mental patients were sitting quietly. The time to watch TV was coming, and they were waiting to watch the program.

The patients in the mental hospital are not all insane, and some of them are close to normal people in their behaviors despite their diseases.

And some people, even their IQ is higher than ordinary people. Ye Buqiu once read a book "genius on the left, madman on the right", which describes the strange thinking of these "neuroses" imprisoned in this high wall.

Ye Buqiu doesn't know if the person Lin Xiyuan introduced to him is a psychopath in this mental hospital, but he knows that if the expert is really here, he must have something that ordinary people can't do.

Commercial generals?

Think of this title, ye Buqiu's mouth unconsciously raised a radian.

The line of sight moves. On the round table in the third row, ye Buqiu sees the familiar interpretation of dreams.

He thought of the man who had just crossed his shoulder.