Chapter 291
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Chapter 291: The Mentally Ill
“Boss, don’t you think it’s him…” Scarface asked ominously.
“That’s nonsense!” Boss Han shot him a glare. “Have you lost your mind? A new kid who just arrived this morning could quietly take out the one-eyed man right under my nose? And how could he possibly know our methods for killing and where we hide our tools?”
Scarface immediately lowered his head.
“It must be someone who’s been in the retreat for a long time, someone cunning and ruthless… Maybe he’s among us.” Boss Han said firmly.
Scarface was taken aback. “Boss, are you saying… there’s a mole among us? That he killed the one-eyed man?”
Boss Han’s gaze swept over the familiar figures in the cafeteria, and after a moment, a cold smile appeared on his lips. “Whoever it is, if they dare to oppose me, there’s only one way out for them.”
Meanwhile, on the other side of the cafeteria.
An Qingyu reached out to take a tray from the serving window, politely said thank you, and turned to walk toward a corner of the cafeteria.
As he walked, his peripheral vision took in the entire layout of the cafeteria, and when he reached the edge table, he slowly sat down.
He looked down at the half piece of fish on his plate and sighed helplessly.
“I hate eating fish the most…”
…
In the outdoor activity area.
Lin Qiye dropped the heavy load from his back and staggered to the ground, gasping for breath.
Today, he had completed his training tasks satisfactorily. After the intense training, he felt every muscle in his body was sore, as if he were completely drained.
This was the method taught by the instructors in the training camp. Although it was painful, the results were evident. As long as he continued to persevere, returning to peak physical condition wouldn’t be difficult.
Lin Qiye looked up at the large clock hanging at the top of the prison; the time to return to the hospital was approaching. He struggled to stand up and walked heavily toward the hospital.
About half a minute after he left, An Qingyu’s figure slowly emerged from the cafeteria.
He scanned the empty activity area, shook his head in regret, turned, and walked toward the cell, murmuring to himself:
“Where could he be…”
…
As Lin Qiye reached the transparent door, he saw a figure in the same patient uniform squatting in the corner, intently looking at something with his head down.
It was the other patient he had brushed past yesterday, Wu Laogou.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qiye stepped over to his side, squatted down, and carefully observed the ground, which was so clean that not even an ant was present.
“What are you looking at?” Lin Qiye couldn’t help but ask.
“Shh!!” Wu Laogou, with his messy hair, earnestly made a shushing gesture to Lin Qiye. “Lower your voice, don’t wake him up!”
Lin Qiye lowered his voice and asked, “Wake up who?”
“Little Flower.”
Lin Qiye was taken aback, looked down again at the empty ground for a moment, and frowned slightly. He wanted to say that there were no flowers here, but he kept his mouth shut.
After all, he was the attending physician for three psychiatric patients, and he understood a bit about how to communicate with them.
After a long while, seeing Lin Qiye staring at the ground without moving, Wu Laogou couldn’t help but ask quietly, “What are you looking at?”
“I’m looking at Little Flower too.” Lin Qiye replied, still focused on the ground.
“But Little Flower is already dead.”
… Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched slightly. He raised his head and asked, “When did Little Flower die? How come I didn’t see it?”
“Just now!” Wu Laogou looked at him as if to say, “Didn’t you see?”
“Then what are you looking at now?”
“I’m looking at Little Potato.”
Lin Qiye: …
Lin Qiye gave up on the idea of communicating with Wu Laogou, stood up, and at that moment, the transparent door slowly opened. A caregiver stood behind the door and waved at Lin Qiye.
Lin Qiye stepped inside, and another caregiver poked their head out from behind the door, calling out to Wu Laogou, who was still staring blankly at the ground:
“Wu Laogou, time to go home!”
Wu Laogou looked up and made a shushing gesture to the caregiver. “Shh! Little Grass is still sleeping! Keep it down!”
The caregiver’s mouth twitched, and a helpless expression appeared on their face as they walked over to Wu Laogou and pulled him back. As Wu Laogou was dragged away, he kept his eyes fixed on that empty spot.
Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze and walked deeper into the hospital with the caregiver.
“What kind of illness does Wu Laogou have?” Lin Qiye asked.
“Psychiatric illness.”
… “I know it’s a psychiatric illness, but what specifically?”
“I’m not sure either.” The caregiver shook their head. “Wu Laogou’s case is directly handled by Dr. Li. No one knows exactly what illness he has except for him.”
“Alright…”
Lin Qiye followed the caregiver back to his metal room, closed the door behind him, took a quick shower in the simple bathroom, and then lay back on the bed, starting to digest the observations he made throughout the day, constantly simulating possible escape routes.
After struggling for a long time without any results, Lin Qiye sank his consciousness into the mental world.
The Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods.
—Goo goo goo goo goo ga!!
As soon as Lin Qiye entered the courtyard, a pug dashed past him, barking nonsensically.
However, this harsh barking could only serve as background noise at that moment, as a more malicious voice swirled in the air…
“Ah~~~!!
Nothing is as beautiful as spring!
The swaying grass grows tall, beautiful, and lush!
The thrush’s eggs are like a low sky,
The thrush’s song cleanses the ears through the echoing woods…”
On the roof of the hospital, a handsome figure with golden hair was caressing a harp, gazing affectionately at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, singing loudly!
Goo goo goo goo goo ga!!
The pug ran around frantically. No matter where it hid, that voice would echo in its ears. Finally, it gritted its teeth and crashed straight into the wall in front of it, landing on its back and fainting.
Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched wildly.
As he turned his head, he saw Li Yifei and A Zhu sitting nearby with cotton stuffed in their ears, their faces pale and looking utterly disheartened.
Lin Qiye walked over, ready to speak, when he suddenly realized something and asked:
“Where’s Hong Yan?”
Li Yifei pointed to the rooftop.
Lin Qiye looked up and saw a red-haired figure suddenly appear behind the entranced Bragi, decisively kicking him off the roof!