The Death Knell

Diana ran the fastest. She walked about ten meters in front of the other three. From behind, only her red ears could be seen. I don't know what she was thinking.

When Su Ming called her name and asked her to go up to the second floor, it took the big woman a few seconds to react. She walked up the stairs with the same hands and feet, which looked a little cute.

I met a lot of patients along the way. Their evening activity today seemed to be a party. In the hall on the first floor, music could be heard. If the music box can also be used as a source of music.

But even the small music box and the faint sound of music also made many patients dance in the bright hall, spinning with eyes closed while incontinent, giving people a very weird feeling of confusion.

After letting Strangler reach out to the hall door with his tentacles and take a look, Su Ming was sure that Reggie Long was not there. There was basically no one else on the first floor, and it was time to go to the second floor to look for him.

The target's appearance is very obvious, with the big cheeks unique to black people, and he is in his early twenties, the youngest among the hospitalized patients.

I met a middle-aged man at the entrance of the stairs. He was sitting on the stairs, staring at the wallpaper pattern on the wall. When everyone passed by him, he didn't react at all.

Su Ming looked into the other person's eyes. There was a clarification that was not contaminated by any human knowledge. In other words, the person in front of him should be mentally retarded.

Strictly speaking, intellectual disability is mostly caused by brain lesions and malformations. It is an organic disease, not a mental illness. He should not be here.

But he may have been thrown here by his family. In order to observe various phenomena in the mentally ill society, this hospital will of course not reject any alternative experimental subjects. Maybe this person was bought by them.

It is understandable that if Su Ming ran a zoo himself, he would also be curious about what would happen if he threw a chicken into the monkey mountain.

Do monkeys raise chickens? Will he kill a chicken? Or what will you do?

Curiosity about the unknown promotes the development of human civilization, but in many cases, it also causes people to do cruel things and even dehumanize.

Fortunately, although I accidentally discovered an intellectually disabled person, his clothes were still clean and he didn't look thin, so he should be living well here. After all, mentally ill people are not monkeys.

The most dangerous mentally ill patients have all been transferred to Arkham. As a research institution, Memorial Hospital probably doesn't want to kill people, so most of the patients here have mild illnesses, and there may not be many who really like killing people. .

"Reggie Long should be hospitalized in Arkham." Su Ming stuffed a piece of chocolate into the mouth of the dementia patient, and then walked past: "At least they provide the patient with medicine there, which may provide some relief."

"It's useless, honey. Using drugs on him will only turn him into an addict and drive him to a dead end, which is suicide, because when he is an addict, he doesn't know how to ask others to meet his needs." Ha. Li shook her head and let out a small sigh. She hugged her boyfriend with one arm and her new sister with the other: "It's like a mute without limbs. If you get addicted to drugs, you can only rely on death to escape. "

"Shhh over there."

Su Ming nodded to indicate that he understood, and at the same time asked the two women to be quiet. The next second, he pointed in a direction, where there were faint, intermittent hoarse cries.

Why is it determined to be Reggie Long?

Because the medical records said that he cried all day long, so although there were many people crying in the hospital, other people's throats must be in better condition than him.

The vocal cords are an important vocal organ for human beings. Frequently crying loudly is not very friendly to the vocal cords. This is not as simple as 36 concerts a year, but wailing all the time.

Strangler's hearing is the best of all abilities. It helps the host distinguish and filter out the hoartest one among countless cries, and lock the location of the sound source.

It can do this without the host activating concepts or using the Force.

A group of four people walked there. The floor of the corridor was made of smooth and flat cement. It was not dirty. On the contrary, for a place where mentally ill people ran around all day long, it was even considered unusually clean.

Su Ming wondered if there were some obsessive-compulsive disorder patients here, whose symptoms manifested as severe mysophobia?

As they walked through the long corridor, the lights swayed above their heads, and at the same time it was not just the electricity passing through the fluorescent tubes that made a slight sound, but also the surveillance probes almost everywhere.

They are like small black balls, fixed high on the ceiling, slowly rotating with the movements of everyone.

Until now, no real hospital personnel have appeared. It is obvious that they are happy to see superheroes coming here.

There are still some patients in the corridor, with all kinds of mental illness, but those with milder conditions have gone to dance on the first floor. Those who stay on the second floor are either sleeping soundly or wandering aimlessly.

"Hehe, eat, it's delicious."

A man holding a piece of shit in his hand ran past everyone, laughing and gulping down his meal. This probably also showed another possibility as to why the hygiene here is so good.

"Pica is a cognitive disorder that is not uncommon, but it is difficult to treat." Harley then explained and stopped at the door of the room where the target was. You could see that this was a toilet, crying. The sound came from behind the door marked Gentleman. She tilted her head and said, "Is it convenient for me to go in? Honey, if I just enter the men's room casually, will you think I'm not reserved enough?"

"No, Tangdou, you are a doctor." Su Ming opened the door behind him and motioned for everyone to come in: "Although I don't know why he was hiding in the toilet and crying, it is obvious that he likes this place. We can do as we please."

"Hehe, good point."

The patient felt that a comfortable environment had a positive effect on the treatment. Harley nodded and walked in. She first watched the urinal with interest, then walked to the deepest cubicle, because the cry was so loud. Came from there.

The high heels made a crisp ticking sound when they came into contact with the tiles on the floor. She shouted with a voice as loud as a doctor's call:

"Reggie, the doctor sister is here! Hee hee!"

The crying continued with no intention of stopping, so Harley could only push open the compartment door and saw the black man curled up next to the toilet, hugging him and crying.

He didn't know what kind of pain was tormenting him, but his wailing was particularly loud, and his tears made the chest of the hospital gown wet and stained a large dark area.

"Rorschach?"

The smart Harley changed another plan and started by trying to recognize the identity that the other party had been emphasizing. This seemed to have some effect. The black man's crying stopped for about a second, but then he started mourning again.

"Well, the condition is very serious. I'll think about it again."

Harley pulled the hem of her skirt and squatted down carefully. She tried to look into the black man's eyes, but the latter just lay on the toilet seat crying.

He seemed to be doing nothing but crying and was not interested in the outside world.