【Taizhong】Madman

To define "life" from a biological point of view, biologists believe that life is a form of protein.Its most basic feature is that protein exchanges material with the surrounding material environment through metabolism. When metabolism stops, life stops, and protein decomposes—that is, "dust returns to dust" in philosophy, "everything will eventually perish, No matter how brilliant it is, there is nothing more than a handful of loess and a handful of ashes."

In this process, although human will may play a certain role-for example, a person with a firm will may tenaciously regain his consciousness in a coma and regain the control of the brain over the body-but the fact remains It will not be changed due to personal will. Before receiving remedial measures, the injury will not heal, and the disease will not get better. Under the law of nature, all lives are treated the same.

Therefore, even though Zhong Yuanzhong is also a well-known killer in the industry, his pain resistance is many times stronger than that of ordinary people. Even if he was stabbed, he would not lose consciousness immediately, but... he was bleeding heavily in the abdominal cavity, and his condition was still in the critical state. In the "extremely dangerous" marked red zone.

The young assailant succeeded with one stab, knowing that if he stayed in front of this beautiful man for a second longer, the distance between himself and the god of death would be one step closer, so he quickly pushed away the stunned doctors and nurses from stabbing to turning around like a rabbit. Leaving, the whole process was smooth and smooth, as if he had simulated it hundreds of times in his mind.

It wasn't until Osamu Dazai took the lead with a cold face that the surrounding doctors reacted from their shock.

"Quick! Tell the people outside the general public to come over quickly!"

"It's not good, the knife is under the ribs, and the entire knife edge has been pierced in - definitely hurt the internal organs, blood transfusion first aid, hurry up!"

Zhong Yuanzhong had already been laid on the ground with all hands and feet for temporary hemostasis, and the ominous red rubbed all over the ground in a short while.At this time, he was still awake, obediently obeying the doctors next to him, trying to slow down his breathing so as not to speed up the blood flow in his body.Cold sweat dripped down from his forehead, and dripped into his eyes through his long and thick eyelashes. Nakahara also blinked subconsciously, his eyes rolled slightly, and looked at Osamu Dazai who was nearest to him.

In the end, it was okay not to look at it, but he almost burst out laughing when he glanced at it.

what are you doing...

He clearly felt the gradual loss of body temperature and consciousness, so he didn't want to talk much, but just complained silently in his heart.

So calm, do you really like me?

Of course, he knew that he was also very calm. The moment he was stabbed, he could have broken the assailant's thin neck before he could escape by relying on his body's conditioned reflex. Then it is very likely that after being rescued, what he saw when he opened his eyes was the gleaming handcuffs on his wrists.

After all, the previous hand knife can be covered up with excuses such as "received fighting training", but no club will teach this kind of professional killing method.

It is very troublesome for the police to intervene in the investigation afterwards, maybe this is the purpose of the other party...?

And... I'm going to be scolded by the big sister again...

Zhong Yuan closed his eyes as if he was a little tired.

The general surgery doctor arrived quickly, and the emergency treatment of the wound was temporarily done, allowing him to move easily.Zhong Yuanzhong was also quickly carried into the operating room not far behind them. The door was closed with a "bang", and the light above the door frame turned on again shortly after it went out.

"........."

Outside the operating room, there was blood splattered all over the floor, and a few doctors who were looking at each other and hadn't recovered from the twists and turns just now.

Those who remained were all cardiac surgeons who had finished their operations and came out to deal with the medical troubles. Although everyone often went to the operating table, the operations being performed in the operating room are indeed not in their professional scope. Interventional diagnosis and treatment of arteriography... These are better left to professionals.

Someone has called the police.Everyone looked at each other with lingering fear. They never expected to see a murder in real time, and the perpetrator was a child who seemed young. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a scene that would appear in an American Hollywood movie—— Well-trained teenage killer or something.

But how it will develop next has nothing to do with them. It's better not to get involved in such a dangerous thing.The doctors discussed leaving here in low voices. One of them wiped the blood that had just been accidentally splashed on the top of his chin. One second before the man on the operating table was stabbed, Mr. Dazai seemed to be kissing his cheek intimately...

As a doctor, what are you most afraid of encountering?

It is to see the person you love—family, friend, lover, lying on the operating table in front of you.

The cardiologist who stood aside was in a complicated mood, and kindly wanted to persuade Dr. Dazai, who was still standing there motionless, as if staring at the blood on the ground, racked his brains for a long time but didn't know how to persuade him .

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and the doctor turned around in shock, only to find that it was the same department and Dr. Xie Ye who rushed over after hearing the news.

The heart surgeon Yi Zhihua nodded coldly at the colleague in front of her, signaling to ignore the handsome idiot over there, then she pushed him away to clean up, while she avoided the bloodstains so as not to damage the scene of the crime, and then took the smell on her body with her. Leng Xiang walked up to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai was looking down at the blood stains on the ground.

Yosano Akiko stood beside him, looked at the disturbing red patterns on the floor with him, and then said in a flat voice: "I saw the police car has already arrived downstairs from the window."

Osamu Dazai let out a "huh" indifferently.

"..." Yu Xie Ye turned his head and glanced at him, and the delicate butterfly with cold light in his hair shook its wings slightly following her movement, "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking..." Dazai crossed his arms casually, his curled fingers resting on his chin indistinctly, "Why did that young man choose to commit murder in the hospital?"

"Of course it's because he didn't think of it himself, right?" Yoshino had already heard what had happened on the way here, and subconsciously answered Dazai's voice, "Isn't this a crime of impulse?"

Osamu Dazai gestured at the scene to his beautiful female colleague, pointed to the boy's escape route, and then asked softly with a half-smile, "Crime on impulse?"

Yosano Akiko really couldn't understand his virtue of not being able to talk about it, so he snorted lightly and crossed his arms: "Okay, former forensic comrade--besides deliberate murder, what other opinions do you want to express?"

"In a place like a hospital, unless it is a one-shot fatal situation, the chance of being rescued is as high as 90.00%..." Osamu Dazai said in a cold voice, "Because there will be no 'rescue not in time', 'first aid treatment not in place' This happens."

After a pause, he resumed his own words: "Assuming that 'killing people' is not the perpetrator's primary purpose, then the subsequent chain reaction brought about by this action is the result they want to see."

"In this case……"

The voice in the back gradually faded, and this handsome black-haired man seemed to be lost in thought; while Yosano Akiko looked at his expressionless side face, and suddenly felt an unspeakable weirdness in his heart.

She frowned: "The one lying on it...is Chuya Zhongyuan?"

Dazai didn't even lift his eyelids: "Well, yes."

"Then why did you react so calmly?" Yosano Akiko said, "I said, do you really like him?"

"........."

Dazai laughed quietly.

"I like him." He said softly, "It's a pity he doesn't seem to like me."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the policeman walking towards us from the other end of the corridor, and nodded to his beautiful female colleague: "Then I'll go and change my clothes first. If the police uncle asks, he will say that I will be right back."

Yoshino looked at his leaving back and raised his eyebrows unhappy.

In the secluded alley behind the hospital, a boy with an immature face stood in the shadow of the corner, making a phone call expressionlessly: "It's done. I thought it was such a powerful character... Humph."

Then the other side said something, and the boy smacked his lips impatiently: "I don't care about that, anyway, hurry up and pick me up now, before the notes block this side... Don't worry, there must be no surveillance footage I."

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you at the alley behind the hospital."

He hung up the phone and put away the phone.Just as he was about to leave here, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

Thin, sharp, like a blade-like touch.

Cold sweat poured out from the boy's back all of a sudden.His eyes moved down slowly, and he vaguely saw a pair of sterile gloves on a hand holding a small thin knife, and then a light green surgical gown.

The visitor didn't seem to have the intention of chatting with him, but after he recognized the current situation, he simply cut it cleanly! !

The blood that spewed out splashed on the wall next to it.

The boy fell to the ground uncontrollably, but the carotid artery was cut open and he did not die immediately. He subconsciously twitched his body like a fish on a chopping board, and heard the sound of "whoosh" when the blood gushed out, as if he A true portrayal of life passing by at this moment.

The world in front of his eyes gradually darkened, and the last thing he saw was the man in the surgical gown taking a step back, avoiding the spreading red beneath him.

Dazai Osamu looked condescendingly at the boy lying on the ground with his head sideways, until the light in the other person's eyes completely dimmed, and then he wiped off the blood on the scalpel skillfully.

He curled the corner of his mouth casually.

"Surprise~"