Bandit Shi Xianyu

Shiraishi found that all along, he lived like a straight string on a tense bow, tense to the point of sharpness, if someone touched the string, his hand would be scratched; To be scalded, fiery, ready to go, gloomy and sharp, bringing gloom to people around, bow and string.

——This is the character he harvested from his family.He thought that only Bai Jiang and the others were too weak to form a flawed personality, but now it seems that he is not much better.

Shiraishi realized this because he was observing other psychopaths.

He came to the Lizhi Office on a dark and windy night, and he was beating wildly all the way, being pinned down by two people, and even changing hands in the middle, but Shiraishi seemed to be tirelessly roaring and kicking until their The family doctor came to give him an injection.

When Shiraishi was roaring and kicking, he was not thinking about anything, his mind went blank, if he had to compare it, it would be that the string was broken.

He had never been so happy.With a hoarse voice, Shiraishi raised his neck and yelled, roaring meaninglessly, tearing his hair uninterruptedly, he was crying while yelling, but because he could yell loudly, he felt unprecedentedly happy in his heart, the way anyone looked at him He didn't care. When he was frantic, he didn't even feel that he was in this body. He was watching coldly from the sidelines as he ran away.

He was lifted out of the car. He was still convulsed due to the drug. His eyes were open and his fingers were twitching. He watched a woman in her 50s exchanged a few words with the housekeeper, and without asking more questions, he ordered someone to carry Baishi to the place. Room.On the way, he passed the hall of Lizhi Institute at night, where there were a few people in hospital clothes, he looked over and then turned back.

The medicine took effect for three hours. After that, Shiraishi started biting and slapping again. He was pinned down, and another injection was given. He fell asleep, woke up, and continued.

So many rounds.

In the afternoon of the next day, Baishi woke up, very hungry, tired, and thirsty. He sat on the bed, surrounded by a mess, looked up, and the camera was flashing red.

A group of people rushed in with potions and handcuffs in their hands, preparing for Shiraishi's next madness.

But Baishi didn't move, he wiped the dry saliva around his mouth, looked at the faces of these few enemies, opened his mouth, and found that his voice was hoarse and he could hardly utter a sound: "I'm hungry..."

In the afternoon, it was time for other mental patients to be active.Some were in better condition, walking in the yard followed by guards, most of them were like this, sitting scattered in the hall, each with a small table, finding something for themselves to do.

Anthropologist Shiraishi was eating three slices of dry bread, a glass of milk, a piece of pudding, and a bowl of creamy mushroom soup.The dried raisins on the bread had a strange smell, the milk was so watery that it was watery, the pudding was like chewing wax, and the soup smelled sour like human vomit. ——There is nothing delicious in the rice, Shiraishi handed it to his mouth without interest, and looked at the people in the hall with great interest. Is there any better place to observe human beings than a mental hospital?

Three of the dozen or so tables were empty, and there were people at the other tables, most of whom were sitting alone, wearing dark blue and roomy hospital gowns, with a blank expression on their faces, like puppets with broken strings.There was a woman with messy hair, and a nurse was combing her hair. The nurse had a serious face, and the frowning expression reminded Baishi of Liu Yaosheng.The nurse didn't comb her hair very smoothly, it got stuck somewhere, she pulled it hard, and the woman's head shook, but the woman didn't respond.The caretaker threw the pulled hair on the ground, and the little old man who swept the floor dragged his stumped legs over and began to sweep.The nurse frowned again: "Don't move." The woman still didn't respond.

There is a table next door, and the man is playing chess, playing with himself, running back and forth on both sides, playing two roles, one of which is more mature-the man frowns when sitting on the right, and the other is more lively-sitting When on the left, the man shook his legs and told the other side to hurry up.The left side was about to lose, the man cried out, wiped the tears from his face, and began to eat the chess pieces on the table, starting from the king, one by one, crying while eating, swallowing hard.It wasn't until the knights were eaten that the guards came, took the chess pieces, and dragged the crying man back to the room.

There was a tall young boy on the other table, Shiraishi thought he might be about the same age as himself.The moment Baishi looked over, he felt his gaze and turned to stare at Baishi.The boy had a sharp and fierce look in his eyes. He seemed to be looking at Baishi just to give him a warning. Seeing that Baishi didn't make any next move, he turned back again.He was using his nails to buckle the tabletop, and the dust from the buckle was soaked in his mouth, and it condensed into lumps and arranged in a row.

At the table behind, there was a short man staring at the half-naked middle-aged woman on the opposite sofa, moving his hands quickly underneath, sticking out his tongue and exhaling, whimpering like a dog, and the nurse came over after a while, The belt in his hand buzzed: "[-], you should be tied up." The man gasped even faster, leaning towards the nurse in aggrieved manner, the nurse frowned in disgust and backed away, then several men came forward and took the belt , tied up the short man, put him on the ground and dragged him with a rope. The nurse stepped on the man's face with his clean white shoes and rubbed it a few times: "You should learn to apologize." Among them was a short and thick man. The male nurse noticed Shiraishi and turned to this side, Shiraishi turned his head away.

The middle-aged woman who was stared at by the short man pulled her clothes down to her chest, revealing one breast, and waved her hands to passers-by, calling indiscriminately: "Come on, come on..." There was no one Go, only the nurse scolded her to get dressed.The woman's chapped lips were bloody, she squeezed it again, spread the blood evenly on her lips, stretched out a hand to act as a mirror, sang a melodious little tune, looked around, and practiced charming eyes.Suddenly a man pulled her down from behind, grabbed her skirt, wrapped it around her head, and dragged her feet to hide behind the pillar.But the man didn't "come" and was beaten up by the guards with batons. The woman was slapped several times by the guards to punish her for being shameless.

Well, crazy.

According to this, Baishi felt that he was at a disadvantage for coming here.He finished the soup and thought to himself that he wasn't crazy at all.

So whose fault is it?

The first is Bai Jiang, he talked to Pei Cangyu, and then Bai Yilong and Yan Baihua... No, let's not talk about these for now, the exercise book for Pei Cangyu hasn't been given yet...

Baishi scratched his hair, he needed to find a way, the soup here was too bad, he couldn't stay here all the time.

A female nurse without a hat looks like the person in charge. She is about 50 years old, with light makeup, extremely high cheekbones, very white, long neck, thin body, straight back, dull facial features, but cold eyes , making the whole person look extremely inaccessible, always holding a horsewhip in his hand, never approaching any patient, with sympathy and disgust in his eyes, with complex emotions.

She asked everyone to be quiet, and said something with her hands behind her back, which was nothing more than belittling and wishing. Naturally, Baishi didn't listen much, but several patients looked at her as if they were seeing the Virgin.

Shiraishi snorted.

He loathes anyone who is revered.

***

Shiraishi hadn't talked to anyone, nor had he come to speak to him.He kept observing here, people and places.There are also newcomers, who are carried or controlled as he came that night, and passed in the hall.Baishi, like everyone else, looked over and then turned back.

He calculated the number of people from the amount of food he received, and combined with the people he had met in different time periods, he found that there were about a dozen people who had never appeared before.There is always a strange atmosphere flowing in the quietness here, everyone's eyes are not looking at others, and when they look at it, it is always deep and unpredictable. Baishi attributes this to the black hole-like spiritual world of mental patients, and then refuses to understand.

Lizhi has an excellent security team, and those people are served by some male guards. It is not difficult to see that those people have military backgrounds, and Baishi has seen some tattoo styles on the security guards in the villa area.Except for them, most of the female caregivers are very strict, with an average age of about 35 years old. The person with the highest status is the person who picks up Shiraishi the night he comes, but she doesn’t appear very often, followed by the woman who often speaks in the lobby. She seemed to be in charge of the day-to-day running of the whole Ritchie, with the other nurses taking care of other things.

All of Baishi's belongings were taken away, and now there is only one room that does not belong to him.

The place is very big, and he is not allowed to go to the yard, so he can only move around in the hall and room, and he has to be accompanied by a nurse when he goes to the toilet.

This is not good for Baishi. If he wants to leave, he must at least know what is outside.

In the afternoon, the nurse selected a dozen people, formed a group, took them to another big room, asked them to sit in a circle in a chair, and talk about what they had learned in Lizhi.

Someone raised his hand: "I've only been here for a week..."

The nurse frowned: "Please don't speak when you are not asked to speak."

This person is seventeen or eighteen years old. He doesn't know why he came here, but he obviously doesn't fit in here.He stood up and turned over the chair: "It's not fair! Why am I here! You took my mobile phone and gave it back to me. You have no right to take my things. I can sue you! This is illegal Human rights... If I expose you, I am a minor... Family conflicts are not your crimes..."

The nurse stood up impatiently, walked to the door, and invited a male nurse.

The young man followed behind her: "I'm talking to you, don't pretend not to hear, this matter is very serious, do you think you are outside the law..."

The male nurse came in, punched the young man on the mouth, blocked the words "Pufa" he was saying, and then pressed the man to the ground, pulled out his tongue, tied a rope on it, and stuffed it back into his mouth , broke off the fingers of his left hand, took off his shoes, trousers, and clothes, took the naked man to the hall, put a chessboard in front of him, and the male nurse sat down and said, "Let's go, If you win the bet, I will take you back. This is to practice patience."

The young man recovered from his dizziness and wanted to struggle, but men and women gathered around to watch, and some of them touched his neck. The young man shook his head violently, but he couldn't tell who did it. Feeling hands touching him, someone's organs on his waist, mucus dripping into the gaps along the vertebrae, the young man trembled with fear, he couldn't feel any trace of the civilized world in the noise, he asked for help Looking directly at the male nurse, the male nurse just took his first move.

Here, the guard sent the young man away, sat back again, and smiled apologetically at everyone: "77 is like this, with too much self-esteem." She raised the folder in her hand, as if announcing a disease, and a treatment plan.

Baishi heard a sneer from someone beside him, he turned his head and looked over, he saw the fierce-eyed boy who was one of the few boys around his age that he had seen before.

The boy lowered his head, and with his hands behind his back, he was pulling one finger on the other, pulling nervously and vigorously.

"Well, tell me about yourself," said the nurse.

No one speaks.

The nurse looked at the boy next to Baishi again: "99, you are the first to come, so let's talk first."

The boy spoke, but didn't look up: "I learned to concentrate. I couldn't concentrate before, but now I can concentrate."

His tone was dry, without any ups and downs.

But Baishi caught a message, he said that he has been here for a long time.

"Then," the nurse turned to Baishi, "13, tell me what you have learned, although you haven't been here for long."

The nurse smiled.

When Baishi heard the number, he felt a toothache. Although he didn't like his own name very much, but being read out face to face as a number made people like Baishi want to pounce on her and bite her to death.

Baishi was suddenly taken aback by his own thoughts, this kind of violent thoughts don't even need to be brewed now, they even come out naturally like drinking water.

"13?" the nurse asked again.

Baishi looked at the nurse. At this moment, he felt that everything around him was suddenly quiet. There was no sound, no shape. In the vast white space, there were only him and the nurse. In his fantasy, he had already bitten her breasts open. Throat, take the smiling face off completely, and set it on a cat.

But she didn't know it yet, and she emphasized her tone, thinking that she could threaten him.Shiraishi smiled.As long as he recalls the beautiful sound of the porcelain pot exploding on the head of Baijiang, he feels like drinking a sip of clear spring, and his whole body feels comfortable.

He now understands what he is.

He also understood what to do.

This taut bow finally fell into his own hands. From today on, he is no longer a bow, he is the one who holds the bow. His gloomy thoughts are all due to hesitation, and behind his countless hesitation are all unconscious Ego, his countless negative thoughts are all because of his harshness to himself.He understood why his teeth hurt, why his hands hurt, why he had a headache, his bones were screaming, and he didn't listen carefully before telling him the secret.He should accept himself, some people are born with a "badcode", born with the broken batch when they leave the factory, when they are manufactured, the DNA that controls the mind has a mistake in translation, resulting in a different kind of hyperactivity point.

Some doctors call it "mental illness," but Shiraishi now disagrees.

This is not a disease, this is a weapon.

Baishi is a smart person, he is very talented, if he is not trapped in the wear and tear of self-spirit, maybe he will become an enviable young genius, but there is no need to mention it now, being able to position himself is already considered a merit.

"What did you learn?"

The nurse asked him with a smile, but the smile gradually disappeared.

It was Shiraishi's turn to smile: "I used to be crazy."

He told everyone: "Now I'm fine."