Infinite Script Killing

"A child has stayed here for twelve years? Was he severely mentally ill as a child??"

Sun Liansheng turned his head and looked at Dean Wang.

"No! He was an ordinary child, at least at that time. He was able to freely enter the critical area because of some disgraceful historical issues."

"Disgraceful history?" Sun Liansheng's eyes widened, and the sloppy look of impatience on his face suddenly revived, looking forward to Dean Wang continuing to speak.

Dean Wang raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, but he was not stupid enough to say it out of his own mouth.

He turned around and opened the office door, glanced at the corridor, and happened to see the attending physician, Director Geng, walking out of the archives with a document bag in his arms.

Although I was confused as to why Director Kang would go to a place like the archives, now that he was here, it would help him get rid of these two troubles.

"Director Kang, this way!!"

Dean Wang said hello, turned to Sun Liansheng and said, "I have a very important meeting this afternoon. I will let Director Kang cooperate with your investigation on this case."

As he spoke, Dean Wang waved and introduced a middle-aged man in his forties to Sun Liansheng.

At the same time, he did not forget to whisper into Director Kang's ear: "Send him away quickly. Don't say anything you shouldn't say."

After speaking, he patted Director Kang's shoulder and cast a meaningful look at the old subordinate.

Seeing the little look Director Wang cast, Director Kang, who had always been slow, understood very quickly today. He raised his eyebrows and nodded repeatedly: "Oh! Don't worry, don't worry, I understand. I will definitely cooperate with the two police officers. mission accomplished."

After speaking, a smile appeared on the thin cheek, and he strode forward to greet Sun Liansheng, raising his hand: "Hello, hello, Dean Wang is very busy, but if you need anything, I can fully cooperate with you."

Dean Wang stood at the back and glanced at Director Kang who was full of enthusiasm in the office. He curled his lips and said, "Lao Kang finally got the idea. I thought he wouldn't understand what I meant."

But on second thought, Dean Wang felt that this was fine. When Lao Kang exposed his previous scandals, the old dean would probably retire early.

Dean Wang grinned at the thought and quickly left the office door.

"this way please!!"

Director Kang was particularly enthusiastic today. He personally led Sun Liansheng through the corridor of the ward and introduced him as he walked.

"Our hospital has also made great progress in the mental field in recent years. The patients here have basically achieved drug control. As long as they do not actively stimulate them and take medicine on time, they can be discharged from the hospital on their own and return to normal life. Live in it.”

As he spoke, he took out the key and opened the door at the end of the corridor. On the other side of the door was a yard the size of four basketball courts, with a sycamore tree standing in the middle.

This is a French tung tree imported from abroad. It is tall and straight. Its crown is like a big open umbrella, covering the entire yard in cool shade.

Sun Liansheng took out the photos in his file and compared them. After more than ten years, the sycamore tree in front of him was only slightly larger than the one in the photo.

Looking at the figure in the photo again, I couldn't help but sigh: "Things are really different."

"Isn't that right? The old guy in the photo died a few years ago."

Director Kang glanced at the photo out of the corner of his eye and seemed to recognize the middle-aged man holding a child in the photo. Painting, and on the day he died, he used his own blood as dye and left a large and strange landscape painting in the room."

"landscape painting??"

The young police officer following Sun Liansheng couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he heard this: "Can't you provide him with ink dye? Why do you have to use blood to paint?"

"Because he painted a picture of hell!" Director Kang raised his brows slightly, and couldn't help but speed up his pace: "That is a painting that should not appear in reality. His blood is just the introduction. Only with the sacrifice of his life can this painting be made possible." The painting is complete.”

"Hell map?"

The young police officer and Sun Liansheng looked at each other and saw that Director Kang had opened the iron door of the room in front of him. After pushing the door open, a faint musty smell filled the air from inside.

The two of them stuck their heads out and took a look inside. They saw that the room was gray and no one had lived in it for a long time.

The wall on the left was painted white, but the three walls on the right were covered with bright red graffiti and handprints.

"That's it??"

The young police officer curled his lips and pointed at the irregular lines and messy handprints in the room. Although he did not laugh out loud out of respect, the disdainful expression on his lips could no longer be concealed.

Director Kang, who suddenly stood behind him, suddenly raised his hand and pushed the young police officer standing at the door in.

"Bang!"

The other hand closed the iron door and locked it again.

"Director Kang! What are you doing?"

Not to mention the little police officer, Sun Liansheng couldn't help but change his expression. He hurriedly went to push the door, but the door had been locked automatically. He could only glare at Director Kang behind him. However, when he turned around, he saw Director Kang's face was half hidden in the shadows.

The black and white eyeballs were staring at him indifferently: "Don't worry, this is also an experience, and it is most helpful for young people like him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little police officer's scream came from the room.

The screams were heartbreaking, as if they had seen something terrible, they were banging on the door frantically.

"Little Luo, Little Luo, Director Kang, open the door immediately, otherwise you will be attacking the police and obstructing official duties."

Sun Liansheng had never seen any big winds and waves in these years. He realized something was wrong, turned around and reached out to Director Kang's arm to signal him to open the door.

But when he grabbed it, he found that he had missed it. Director Kang in front of him stepped back and threw the key to the door to him.

At this time, Sun Liansheng didn't care so much and hurriedly picked up the key and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a black shadow rolled out and ran into his arms.

"Captain, don't go, don't go, the murderer has been caught, please don't go!"

Ronaldinho held his arm tightly with both hands, sobbing softly, as if he was about to have a mental breakdown.

It turned out that after the door from the room was closed, he felt an extremely depressing feeling for no reason, as if he could not breathe. When he raised his head, the world was spinning, and he could see clearly under those messy lines. , outlines the strange peaks and floating islands of skeletons.

What was even more frightening was that when he looked up, he saw his deceased comrades and captain.

He had just graduated a year ago. During a pursuit mission, their car accidentally crashed off a bridge. As a result, two team members in the car, including his previous captain, were killed.

But he was sitting in the back seat of the car, pushed open the car door first, was thrown out, and accidentally hung on a crooked tree, but survived.

This incident had only become a scar in his heart, but it had just been ruthlessly opened.

Looking at the captain and the others standing neatly not far away from him, looking at him from a distance, he wanted to rush up and hug the old captain, and tell them that the murderer they were chasing back then had been punished by law.

When he told the captain the result, they just looked at each other and smiled. Then the smiles on their faces gradually faded. They stood upright and raised their right hands to salute him until they disappeared in front of him.

He chased desperately, but nothing caught up with him.

Seeing Xiao Luo crying out of breath in his arms, Sun Liansheng quickly patted his shoulders to comfort him.

But Sun Liansheng is obviously not good at comforting people. After finishing the phone call, Ronaldinho was left crying and out of breath.

At this time, Director Kang said: "Everything you see is fake. Only people with obsessions in their hearts will see some illusions. I slept in there for two days and I didn't even see a fart."

Sun Liansheng frowned when he heard this and looked at Director Kang in front of him coldly: "You have gone too far!"

"Is this too much??"

Director Kang tilted his head, his eyes gradually narrowed into a line, and he pointed at the quiet corridor in front of him: "We haven't started walking yet. If you are afraid, you can go back."

After saying that, he picked up the key and opened the iron door in front of him, standing by the iron door and waiting quietly.

"Ronald, please wait for me here. I'll be back in a moment."

Sun Liansheng gritted his teeth and put Xiao Luo aside, stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked into the iron gate with his head held high.

"this way please!"

The smile on Director Kang's face grew stronger, and he led Sun Liansheng straight to the corridor on the second floor. As soon as he reached the steps of the second floor, a fat nurse was leaning against the wall and cracking melon seeds.

After seeing Director Kang, the nurse's honest little face suddenly changed. She quickly stood up and hid the handful of melon seeds behind her body.

"I'm stealing food again, a few times. This is work time, I don't let you eat snacks here. You know, do it if you can, and get out as soon as possible."

The harsh questioning did not leave any sympathy for the nurse, causing crystal tears to start flowing down the fat nurse's honest face. She lowered her head and shook her shoulders as if to cover up her sobs.

"Director Kang, forget it, we have to handle the case."

Seeing that the nurse was already crying, Sun Liansheng couldn't help but couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward and spoke.

Director Kang looked like he was avoiding trouble and pointed at the fat nurse in front of him: "This time it's Captain Sun who is begging for mercy. Don't let me see if you hear me next time!"

"Uh-huh…"

The fat nurse nodded with an aggrieved look. Unexpectedly, Director Kang raised his hand and actually gave a lollipop in front of the fat nurse: "The performance was good. Keep up the good work next time."

"good!"

When the fat nurse looked up, there was no trace of crying on her face. The bright smile on her big and honest face made Sun Liansheng stunned for a while.

Seeing the fat nurse turn and leave, he came back to his senses and said in surprise: "She is..."

Director Kang quickly covered his mouth with his hand, shook his head to signal him not to say anything, then raised his eyelids and slowly turned his head, only to see the fat nurse who had a face full of joy just now. At this time, the whole face looked like a bear about to get angry. Both eyes were covered with a thick layer of bloodshot eyes.