Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

The last rays of the setting sun dyed many places in the city red. On a downward stone path, Gaite and Song Ying held hands with weird smiles on their faces. Many houses on both sides heard the news. The aroma of food bursts out.

"It's true. You can't be careless at all. The dean is right. The lipstick in my bag is missing."

Song Ying said, looking at the satchel in his hand, Gate smiled strangely. Most of the surrounding houses looked a bit old. This is the junction of Districts 38 and 39, where the ground floor and middle floor meet in the north. In an old city, many facilities still retain their appearance a hundred years ago. Chimneys can still be seen in some houses, as well as tiled houses.

Most of the slates have been polished smooth, the original dark gray slates are now white, and most of the slates have cracks.

The trail is long and winding, and the planning here is a bit confusing, because when the city was built, the climate in the north was the best. A large number of people flocked to build houses here, making it complicated and many places were missing. Monitored.

At this time, the entire downward winding path seemed to be covered with blood, and the light was still gradually turning red. This was a phenomenon when the artificial sun went out. It was the true color emitted by the big fireball in the sky.

A breeze blew by, blowing up some dry leaves. There was a semicircular square, just in front of a huge building. In the middle of the square, there was a statue without a head. At this point, there was no longer a statue in the square. Who is it?

There are two trees on both sides of the huge building in front of me that have grown a little twisted due to long-term malnutrition. The leaves on them are some green and some yellow, which look very deformed. This is also because the building in front of you is difficult to grow all year round. There is ample sunlight, and only at noon every day, the sun's rays will shine on the buildings in front of you.

There are two rusty iron gates, and 10-meter-high black walls on both sides are made of black stone piles. There are spiked fences on the walls. There is a reason why the sun cannot penetrate these walls.

The building inside is a 5-story long building, nearly 300 meters long. There are three small round buildings that look like big pillars. They stand in three places of this Changxing building, with rows of windows. They all have iron fences, and figures flash through them from time to time.

At this time, the lights directly opposite in the building were already on. On the right side of the door, there was a pillar with a row of large characters on it, Frye Mental Hospital.

"Every time I come back here I feel uncomfortable. It's true. This is a place far darker than the barrier area, the abyss of Brilliant City."

Gate smiled strangely and held Song Ying's hand. The two of them looked slightly excited at this time. When they walked to the gate, a man wearing white clothes and a mask with dull eyes came over and opened the door on the right. There was a small door. After the two of them walked in, there was a click, and the man locked the chain again, and then smiled with a strange look in his eyes.

"Yes, No. 091, I can finally come here to unlock and close the door again today."

The person next to him immediately laughed sharply, then squatted on the ground, clapped his hands, and kept making creepy laughter.

Song Ying knelt down slightly and looked at the laughing person in front of him.

"Did you find the lock I told you about before?"

Song Ying asked with an evil smile. The man on the ground suddenly looked frightened and looked uncomfortable. He scratched his neck with his hands. After a while, the skin was scratched and started to bleed. He whimpered and lost consciousness. He was shaking incomprehensibly, shaking his head, and kept saying words like lock, lock, etc.

"Okay, don't tease him anymore, the dean is still waiting for us."

On both sides of the big iron gate, near the main building, there are flower beds. Some men and women wearing masks and people in white are taking care of the flower beds. There are farmland on both sides, which exudes a stinky smell. Some people are taking care of the flower beds. Carrying manure and water while watering, many people looked dull and suddenly let out a cry from time to time.

This is the largest Frye Mental Hospital in Brilliant City. It houses nearly 30,000 mental patients. Most of them are patients who have people regularly sending food or providing money. Mental illness is the most common disease in modern society and is extremely depressing. People with fragile hearts and environment may easily suffer from insurmountable pain. Once they suffer from mental illness, they will lose everything. In the end, if treatment fails, they can only be sent to a mental hospital by their family members. , and then the family members regularly provide food or money as the only way to keep these mentally ill patients alive.

Most of the mentally ill patients who do not have family members to provide money will either undergo euthanasia or be directly exiled to the barrier area after being determined by Section 4. However, as long as the mentally ill patients have certain cognitive abilities and can do some work, they can survive.

Gate and Song Ying walked slowly to the entrance of the mental hospital facing the iron gate. Sitting in front of them was a semi-elderly man wearing a white coat, gray hair and beard, who was in good spirits. He was wearing gray trousers and a pair of There are some old and damaged black leather boots. A large piece of the right ear has fallen off, leaving only one third of it. The nose is crooked and the teeth are incomplete.

This man's name is Fry. He was the most famous psychiatrist in Glorious City fifty years ago. However, he only worked in the practice department for a short period of three months before he came to this hospital that was previously called the First Mental Hospital. place, as a doctor.

Frye smiled, a smile that was slightly gloomy because of his incomplete black teeth. There were also scars in many places on his cheeks. He only had three fingers on his right hand, and both the little finger and the ring finger were gone.

There is also a mark on the back of his left hand that has been eroded by acidic substances. The bones under the skin can be clearly seen. Frye's whole body looks a bit scary.

"Thank you both for your hard work."

Frye's voice was a little hoarse and thick. At this moment, the two women next to him started fighting and talking crazy words. One of them stuffed the mud on the ground into the other's mouth, and the other chewed it. He looked so happy, but he had no idea that his mouth had been scratched by a stone in the soil, and blood was flowing down.

"Your master is here, hurry up and greet him, No. 354, No. 578."

Frye said something, and the two women who were wrestling in the flower bed next to them suddenly stood up and knelt on the ground. They choked and smiled ferociously, as if their throats were stuck, and their saliva and tears were flowing. out.

"What happened?"

Frye asked, and the two immediately bowed.

"Dean, my lipstick is missing."