The Ninth Secret Bureau

Hong Jinxi was helped by Huo Fatty and sat back, and all the cigarettes on his body were taken out and placed in front of Hong Jinxi.

Fatty Huo has tried a lot of prisoners. He can see that Hong Jinxi is not lying, although the content of what he said is weird, Lu Li, whoever listens to it will think it is nonsense...

"Tell me in detail from beginning to end." Fatty Huo sat beside Hong Jinxi, staring at Hong Jinxi's face intently, trying to find some answers from the expression on his face.

Hong Jinxi also didn't look away, picked up the cigarette for himself, took a few mouthfuls in silence, and became calmer.

"It went smoothly at the beginning. It's easier to sneak into a mental hospital than to enter a bank vault..." Hong Jinxi said, drew a few virtual pictures on the table with his fingers, "We went in at two o'clock in the night. Lots, although there is no map, but after a stroll in, you can almost get it through..."

According to Hong Jinxi, the security measures in the Wushan Mental Hospital are very general. For them, they can basically come and go as they please, but they only found out that the place was a back-shaped building after a stroll inside.

The entrance and the lobby are on the south, the north is the inpatient department, and the remaining two sides are the medical rooms and so on.

In the middle of the word "Hui", there is not an open space for the patients, but a small empty hall, and a separate building that is completely sealed off.

The building had only one floor, about the size of a basketball court, but the walls were covered with silver-white reflective tin foil. There were no windows and only one door could enter.

After the people who transported the gold bricks entered the mental hospital, they first joined the dean's room, and then pushed the trolley to deliver the gold bricks to the hut in turn.

"I also wondered at the time. I guess it should be the vault of the mental hospital..." Hong Jinxi murmured, "It's in the middle of the answer, it's quite large, and it's similar to the patio, those in the main building. The corridors, the inpatient rooms, the offices, and the windows in those places are all facing the outside of the hospital, and no one can see them..."

"Then how do you know about this building?" Huo Fatty asked curiously, "Following the past all the way?"

"We are on the rooftop." Hong Jinxi shook his head. "I didn't find that place at the beginning. The rooftop is a whole. It was sealed and there is no clue, but I found that there are holes in the rooftop in the middle of the words, like The breathable one is as big as a ping-pong ball, there are more than a dozen."

With that said, Hong Jin was overjoyed for a while, and denied what he had said before.

"It may not be breathable." Hong Jinxi suddenly remembered something.

"How do you say?" Huo Fatty asked.

"The holes are in groups of three, arranged in a triangle, the left and right are blocked, only one is connected." Hong Jinxi muttered, "The two blocked holes are filled with crystals, the broken ones Kind of, looks very similar to rhinestones."

Hearing this, Huo Fatty was lost.

"What the **** does that mental hospital do?" Fatty Huo couldn't help asking.

"It's the kind of nursing home that cares for mental illness. It is not well-known in the local area. There are several larger than it." Hong Jinxi took a cigarette and said slowly. Some wandering people with sick brains..."

"Mental hospital?" Fatty Huo was taken aback, "I know a lot of mental hospitals, but none of them are like this..."

"That's not where people stay." Hong Jinxi said, interrupting Fatty Huo.

Hong Jinxi squeezed out the cigarette **** in his hand, and then lit the second cigarette. His face was full of fear of memories. His voice was trembling uncontrollably, but he could hear that his thinking logic was not messed up. Not to the point of being delirious.

"If you want to enter the empty hall, you must enter from the corridor behind the dean's room. There are four security guards guarding it. This is the first time I saw a mental hospital security guard carrying a gun..."

"What gun?" Huo Fatty asked.

"The regular 54 Black Star pistols are not the native goods that are made casually."

Hearing this, Huo Fatty couldn't help frowning.

Thermal weapons such as guns are absolutely prohibited in the country. Except for regular units that have the ability to equip guns, the rest... let alone mental hospitals, not even provincial hospitals.

"Fortunately, we were prepared." When Hong Jinxi said this, his expression was a little smug, "I have an apprentice who is in medicine. The craftsmanship of the needle...that's a **** thing!"

With four people, four anesthesia guns, and their familiar operation, the four security guards didn't even have a chance to react, and they were brought down.

"The door has a code lock. If there is no key, I will have a headache." Hong Jinxi sighed, "After opening the door, we went in, thinking of a quick fix, even if we can't take all the gold bricks, we have to do as much. Take away a batch."

Behind the door is the empty courtyard of the mental hospital, and the independent building is inside.

Across the door, the ground also changed. It was not floor tiles, but countless glass shards.

Each grain is the size of a soybean, without lumps.

There are no windows on the surrounding walls, only four scattered lights, orange-yellow, looking very dim.

"As soon as we walked in, the entrance door was closed." Hong Jinxi said, his body trembling slightly, and the emotions that had calmed down before were also a little uncontrollable. A doctor in a white coat stood inside and looked at us with a smile, as if he had known that we would come. Before we could react, he passed out."

When Hong Jinxi woke up, he had been tied to a chair.

The location he was in was like a restaurant, with a long table in the middle, a few people in hospital gowns, and six doctors, sitting around the table in a circle.

"I was the only one when I woke up. Several of my apprentices...My son is gone..." Hong Jinxi said tremblingly, his face pale, "I want to ask the whereabouts of other people. , But I can’t speak, my throat seems to be blocked, I can’t make a sound at all."

Everything that followed made Hong Jinxi feel like he had a nightmare.

The doctors and patients didn't care if Hong Jinxi woke up and talked quietly to himself, but they couldn't hear what they were talking about. Anyway, everyone was laughing and joking, as if there was something particularly happy about it.

After a while, a man wearing a chef's hat came in with a dining trolley.

There is a large pot with a lid, and a few large plates covered with a metal cover.

The cooking pot is so big that even if the lid is not opened, Hong Jinxi can smell the scent of stewed meat inside. The thick aroma is slightly pungent, but the strange taste makes people salivate.

Hong Jinxi had been hungry all night, and when he smelled the smell of the meat in the pot, his stomach was already screaming.

The doctors around did not abuse Hong Jinxi, but instead helped him untie his right hand and enthusiastically handed him the table and chopsticks, while the chef personally filled him with a bowl of broth.

The broth has a strong smell, but it can't hide the refreshing smell. The soup is thick and thick, and it feels refreshing after every sip.

It was the first time Hong Jinxi found out that he could eat so much.

In that extremely strange atmosphere, he seemed to have lost his reason and the ability to think, drinking the broth frantically, eating the stewed bones and rotten meat in the bowl.

He didn't realize what he had eaten until he found two finger bones at the bottom of the bowl.

After listening to Hong Jinxi's narration, Huo Fatty didn't say a word. He looked directly into Hong Jinxi's eyes and silently distinguished the truth from these words.

Although he had seen a lot of weird things, he couldn't imagine the situation like Hong Jinxi said.

Hong Jinxi was smoking a cigarette and his eyes became more tranced.

"I vomited up everything I ate, and my stomach acid turned back...I really wanted to die at the time, but I was afraid of death. I didn't want to become something in the pot."

Hong Jin muttered with joy, his body trembling constantly.

"At that time, a person wearing a mask walked in and said that for the sake of the key, he let me go for the time being and let me come first. He said that as long as I was outside, I would definitely die. Go to jail and they won't kill me."

"Then you ran to surrender?" Fatty Huo looked at Hong Jinxi suspiciously, "I don't think you are such a persuasive person. Your son was killed by someone, so you still listen to them and surrender yourself?"

"No... you don't know... he took me to a room... saw a few monsters... they are here!"

Hong Jinxi screamed without warning, as if he had seen something terrible, fell off the chair, and kept moving back.

"Didn't you say you want to let me go! I followed your requirements! You let me go!"

Hong Jinxi's eyes were already full of fear, his eyes staying on the door of the interrogation room, and the stern begging for mercy continued to echo in the room, even Fatty Huo was startled by his abrupt changes.

"Don't be afraid, there is only me here." Fatty Huo stepped forward and comforted Hong Jinxi in a soft voice, "You are safe now, no one will find you."

Hong Jinxi was silent at this moment, as if being pinched by someone, there was a gurgling sound in his throat, and his pupils were enlarged to the limit of human beings.

At that moment, Fatty Huo could see clearly that there was a reflection in Hong Jinxi's eyes.

In addition to his own reflection, there seem to be... three people behind him?

Fatty Huo's scalp exploded in an instant, and his whole body was erected. He almost subconsciously drew out the gun he carried and turned to look at him.

But there was nothing behind him. In the dim interrogation room, only himself and Hong Jinxi.

When he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned back, he realized that Hong Jinxi was silent.

Fatty Huo was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and took a look at Hong Jinxi's eyelids.

"What the **** is it... this old boy was scared to death..."

Hong Jinxi had no breathing, his heartbeat stopped, his eyes and pupils were dilated, and he couldn't die anymore.

It was certain that Hong Jin was overjoyed and Fatty Huo also had a headache. He had never expected such a situation to happen.

"This......"

If Hong Jinxi didn't lie and everything he said was true, then this matter would become troublesome.

That psychiatric hospital was definitely not an ordinary psychiatric hospital, and seeing what that meant, they also knew about the key, and they might even know that the key belonged to Hong Jinxi, who was deliberately led to him.

For registered felons like Hong Jinxi, as long as they are caught, they will definitely spit out those things, but they, we do not choose to kill? What is the purpose of those people?

Fatty Huo couldn't think of it, and felt a terrible headache.

"This key is really a curse...it attracts so many ghosts and monsters at first sight..."

Huo Fatty sighed, then got up and pushed the door out, said hello to the people outside, then turned and left the city bureau.

Before Hong Jinxi died, Huo Fatty could be sure that he was right.

There are a total of four people in the reflection of Hong Jinxi's eyes. The door of the interrogation room is on the far left. It is a very intuitive position that can be seen at a glance. Someone will inevitably be found in the middle of the way.

So besides himself, who are the other three people in Hong Jinxi's eyes?

It's not a human being, is it possible...

Fatty Huo felt a little headache, but after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The phone was connected quickly and didn't speak, waiting for Fatty Huo to speak first.

"Lao Zhou, the case is a bit complicated and may be an abnormal case."

As he spoke, Fatty Huo raised his chubby hand and buttoned his nose with radish-like fingers: "It's not my strong point to handle this kind of case. If you send someone over, I'm afraid I can't stand it alone."

"Wait a minute, let me see..." There was an old man over there, speaking hoarsely, and he could still hear the sound of turning the paper in a vague manner.

After the meeting, the old man said to Fatty Huo: "There is no one in the province. If you have to transfer people, it will be the day after tomorrow. The tasks are heavy these days, and many people have been sent to Qinling."

"I'm a little anxious, can't I think of a solution?" Fatty Huo frowned, looking a little anxious.

If something goes wrong in this matter, the higher-level sanctions will be light, but that is the "key" unearthed in Mawangdui, in the eyes of the higher-level, it is more national treasure than a national treasure. Is it still a problem?

The old man on the phone also knew the severity, thought for a while, and said, "Ningchuan does not have our branch, only a registered senior temporary worker. Our original case was outsourced to him, or I would call him over. help?"

"Who? Is it reliable?" Fatty Huo pressed his throat and asked in a low voice.

"Reliable, I have read his information. This kid is very young and very young, but he is indeed a capable person." The old man on the phone said, "The most important thing is that the foundation is clean and the soles of the feet are not dusty. Outsourcing, don't you think?"

Fatty Huo thought for a while and thought it was fine. He would definitely not say anything about the key, as long as he kept his mouth tight, there shouldn't be anything wrong.

"what is his name?"

"Chen Xian."