Occultist

Obviously, such a "straight to the point" self-introduction method also left the person on the other side dumbfounded.

On the contrary, Fei Lian made a quick inspection of the entire room in a short time.I saw that this was a relatively simple office, with plants growing on the south-facing window sill, a monitor, a dozen files on the desk in the middle, and a bookshelf beside it.

In addition to sunglasses and Fei Lian, the owner of the office - a man in a white coat about 30 years old - sat on the main seat.There was a little boy about one meter standing in the corner, and it was unclear whether he was standing as a punishment or playing something.

At this moment, the owner of the office stood up, looked at the sunglasses, and said blankly: "You...Hello, my name is Zhu Jianshen, the acting dean here. Who are you?"

Sunglasses took off the sunglasses, revealing a pair of dark brown eyes, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, your name is Zhu Jianshen, and my name is Zhu Qizhen." (Zhu Jianshen, the eighth emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qizhen is his father.)

Everyone: "..."

Fei Lian was already quite numb to this person's behavior, so he could only stretch his face at this moment, trying not to show any expression, pretending that he was a Bingshan security guard who had received strict training and could not laugh.

The dean's mouth twitched for a moment, before he could speak.

The sunglasses said again: "Oh, sorry, I made a mistake just now. In fact, my surname is one, one, two, three, four, one, you can call me Mr. One."

Zhu Jianshen's smile had completely froze at the corner of his mouth, and he asked tentatively after a while: "Mr. Yi... Are you here for the hospital?"

After Fei Lian listened, his face was expressionless, but he applauded wildly in his heart!The dean of the mental hospital really has two brushes!

However, Mr. Yi was not angry after hearing this. Instead, he turned on his mobile phone, swiped it casually, and the screen stopped on a certain bank APP, and the huge nine-digit number was very eye-catching.

Mr. Yi said calmly: "I'm here to buy you. Of course, I won't make you unemployed—this mental hospital will always reserve a place for you."

Double entendre.

Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.

Fei Lian lowered his clapping hands in silence.

Ten minutes later, another human who surrendered to dirty money had to sit obediently at the table and accept the torture of Mr. Yi.

Mr. Yi said: "The business is so deserted and it hasn't closed down yet. You should be doing well."

Dean Zhu said: "Where there is, it is only thanks to the enthusiastic donations of a few philanthropists that we can last for so long. To tell you the truth, we have been in a state of loss..."

"If you're talking about a loss, you seem very reluctant to sell this hospital." Mr. Yi said, "Since it's a loss, are you not in a hurry?"

Dean Zhu was stunned, then smiled and said: "To be honest, this hospital was founded by my father. At that time, it was only used to take in orphans, widows, old people, and various patients. So many facilities were gradually established and the system was perfected. I hired a professional doctor. Ten years ago, my father passed away unfortunately, and there was no successor in the family, so I had to take over. Although these years have been very difficult, but fortunately, it can be maintained. If the hospital is sold... In fact, money is second , I’m just worried about the patients here. Most of them have been here for several years or decades, once the management method is changed, I don’t know whether it will cause mental stimulation, alas, there are also a lot of concerns.”

Mr. Yi said: "Oh, the doctor is kind."

Hearing this, Fei Lian was in awe: Mr. Yi can still praise others...!So shocking.

Facts have proved that Mr. Yi can sometimes say good things, as long as he has a strong purpose.Now his purpose is obvious——

After chatting for 5 minutes, he asked: "So your hospital established a database ten years ago, right?"

Dean Zhu said: "Yes."

Mr. Yi said: "Help me find someone, her name is 'Lin Keshuang', female, about 25 years old. She may have a pseudonym, but she must have appeared here ten years ago. I know you can't find it in your database now. This person, but you still have nurses and patients who were there ten years ago, I only want them to cooperate with the investigation."

Dean Zhu said with some embarrassment: "But we keep the patient's information confidential..."

With a blank expression on his face, Mr. Yi flicked a bank card on the table with his fingers, and flicked it in front of Dean Zhu.

Dean Zhu: "..."

Mr. One played another piece without saying a word. After a while, he played another piece.

Dean Zhu was restless and said, "But this is against the rules..."

Mr. Yi smiled, and took out Fei Lian's ID: "Police, handle the case. Are you in compliance?"

Three and 10 minutes later, Mr. Yi got his wish.

For dinner that day, Dean Zhu took them to the cafeteria to eat.

Mr. Yi asked for the layout map of the entire hospital, the list and brief introduction of all staff and patients, and while comparing them, he watched Dean Zhu line up.

This hospital is not large in scale, and dinner is served at a fixed time, and employees have to line up to receive meals, as do those patients with milder illnesses.As for seriously ill patients, there will be nurses who will push the carts to the room to feed them.

The canteen also has the characteristics of a hospital. The floor is clean and bright, but there is a lingering smell of disinfectant.The doctors and nurses who come and go all have a look of kidney deficiency, while most of the mental patients have dull expressions-most psychiatric drugs will make people mentally depressed.

As the dean, Zhu Jianshen was quite popular.After entertaining Mr. Yi and Fei Lian, he ate at the same table with the patient.

Regarding this, Dean Zhu explained: "It's hard to recruit nurses these days. There are not enough manpower, and patients have many emergencies. After all, I also have a background in psychology, so I can help at this time."

While talking, he was feeding a sluggish female patient with his own hands.It seems that there is still a lot of work to be done in a while.

Mr. Yi was obviously impatient and said: "Then I will go to the room by myself." Zhu Jianshen arranged for them to live in a staff dormitory. Obviously, Fei Lian, the bodyguard, was unwilling to live too far away, so they might as well go together Live in a double room.

Mr. Yi casually picked up the crutch left by someone who didn't know who was next to him, propped up his handicapped right leg, and walked away in style.

Fei Lian hurriedly raised his heels, and the two walked into the elevator, when they suddenly saw a patient standing inside.

The patient said: "First floor, we're here."

Fei Lian remained vigilant, but Mr. Yi observed the patient suspiciously for a moment, then suddenly raised his crutches and pressed the button on the second floor.

I only heard the patient say: "The floor that the elevator is about to go to is: the second floor."

Then, the elevator reached the second floor, and the patient said again: "The second floor, we're here."

Mr. One let out a "huh", turned his head and said to Fei Lian, "Cognitive dissonance, he thought he was the system synthesizer in the elevator."

Fei Lian nodded with a little sympathy.

What he didn't expect was that Mr. Yi immediately lit up all the floors!

I only heard the patient report: "The floors the elevator is about to go to are: the first floor, the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor, and the sixth floor."

Then, Mr. One then stood in front of the button, completely blocking the patient's view, and started pressing around.I only heard the beeping beeping, but I couldn't see where he pressed it.

The patient is instantly at a loss!

Fei Lian: "..."

Ten seconds later, the "synthetic sound of the elevator system" announced the crash, and looked at Fei Lian pitifully and helplessly.

The elevator stopped slowly on the third floor, Mr. Yi smiled "hehe" and happily stepped out of the elevator door.

Fei Lian observed this man's limping back, feeling extremely awkward.How can there be a bastard in this world who even wants to play with mental patients...?

After dinner until the early hours of the morning, Mr. Yi began to question one by one the veteran employees of the mental hospital who had been in the mental hospital for more than ten years.

But none of them provided much information, because the only clues Mr. Yi could provide were "Lin Keshuang's" name, gender and approximate age.

Fei Lian stood guard at the door to prevent any dangerous situation from happening until the last employee left the room.

Mr. Yi pondered for a while, then said to Fei Lian: "The aunt at the window on the left side of the cafeteria, tell her to come here."

Fei Lian glanced at the list on the table, a little surprised: "But she only worked for two years."

One Mr. said: "Her husband has done it for more than ten years."

Fei Lian asked, "How do you know?"

Mr. Yi glanced at him, and said succinctly: "In his 40s, he talks a lot, and his skills are poor. He also said that the cafeteria serves his own food - no strong background, only a long relationship. There is a doctor and her fellow countrymen on the list. "

Fei Lian thought for a while, then went out silently, and after a long while, he brought the cafeteria aunt back.

This gossip woman in her 40s brought an unexpected breakthrough.It turns out that gossipers are generally rich in association and curiosity, making them also important sources of intelligence.

"I don't know about Lin Keshuang, but I know that there was a little girl named Lin more than ten years ago, and the incident was serious!" The aunt's eyes widened exaggeratedly, "Anyway, she's insane, that's it, no one can I don't know what her name is, but my husband and others keep calling 'Miss Lin'. This Miss Lin... oh, I'm thirsty."

Mr. Yi winked at Fei Lian.

Fei Lian silently poured tea for her.

The aunt took a sip of water and continued: "Miss Lin, she is good-looking. She is not yet an adult. She fell ill for some reason. Anyway, she was brought back by the previous dean for treatment. My husband said it was mania, that is It’s fine during the day, but at night, I don’t know why I suddenly become very irritable! Beating people, biting people, and biting myself, it’s terrible when I’m impulsive! So I have to drink medicine at night, and it’s not necessarily good after taking medicine. Gotta be strapped to the bed. Who knows, one day—oops, my back hurts.”

Fei Lian silently handed her a cushion pillow.

The aunt rolled her eyes and gestured to her shoulder with her eyes.

"..." Fei Lian's head was full of black lines, and he hammered it tentatively.

The aunt nodded in satisfaction, and said: "One day, there was a caregiver who was not dedicated to his work. He tied Miss Lin to the bed and left it alone. He went to the dormitory to sleep by himself. That would be a big mess! The double room where Miss Lin lived In the ward, there is another patient who looks like a normal person, but I don’t know which nerve is wrong in his brain. That night he took the spoon he used to eat fruit, and you can’t guess what he did ——Hey, handsome boy, my hand hurts, please squeeze it for me!"

Fei Lian: "..."

The aunt stretched out her hand charmingly.

Fei Lian endured the humiliation and prepared to betray his hue.

At this moment, Mr. Yi suddenly laughed: "Let's go."

Both looked back at him.

Mr. Yi slowly cleaned the skirt of his clothes, the corners of his mouth raised slowly, and a deep laugh came from his chest—hormone rushed to his face, and Fei Lian's teeth were a little sour.

Then, Mr. Yi took out the check book.

And tore off a sheet, and flew lightly onto the face of the aunt.

Mr. One asked ruthlessly: "Do you want to be coaxed by a handsome guy, or humiliated by money? Tell me."