life copy game

Chapter 558 The Mental Hospital in the Industrial Zone
"Brother, what are you doing in the mental hospital at this hour? Do you live nearby?"

The taxi driver sitting in the driver's seat put his hands on the steering wheel and looked around at the surrounding vehicles.

"I have friends who are hospitalized in it."

He Ao flicked the map on the bracelet and replied.

A three-dimensional map was projected from the bracelet, and He Ao stared at the address of the Vic Mental Hospital marked on the map, thoughtfully.

"Oh, oh," the driver stepped on the accelerator and passed the vehicle in front, "You still go to see him at this time, do you have a good relationship?"

"Indeed," He Ao nodded slightly, "I've always missed him."

He Ao closed the map on the bracelet, and opened the detailed information about Vic's mental hospital that Eve had just searched for him.

This mental hospital was established about ten years ago. Judging from the scattered information on the Internet, it is a public welfare mental hospital that provides free treatment for mental patients.

Although Eve collected some information about this mental hospital from the Internet, there was not much information, most of which were posts from scattered netizens.

It just described that this mental hospital will provide free accommodation and food for patients, and the environment seems to be good.

However, this psychiatric hospital generally does not admit patients with living immediate family members. They only admit homeless people who show signs of mental illness, as well as some lonely elderly people who are suspected of being ill.

However, there are also posts claiming to be employees of the court that the hospital also treats some mentally ill criminals transferred from the court.

At this point, the information comes to an abrupt end.

This psychiatric hospital does not have any official website, nor any promotional documents. Apart from the geographic location of this psychiatric hospital on the map software, no more exact information about this psychiatric hospital can be found.

Even this geographic location was uploaded by a nearby netizen, and there is no official certification from a mental hospital.

Judging from this information, the psychiatric hospital is more an urban legend than a medical institution.

"This is an old industrial area, right?"

The slow-moving taxi turned into an old building. The taxi driver looked around, "When did a mental hospital open in the old industrial area? Aren't there factories around here?"

"Ten years."

He Ao looked at the familiar scenes around him, and the memory fragments from Jess slowly emerged. He put down the bracelet and said casually.

"I have lived here for more than ten years, and I have never seen this mental hospital," the driver glanced at the navigation on the car monitor, "Are you sure this location is accurate?"

"It should be accurate," He Ao looked out the window, "There is only one Vic mental hospital in the entire Wetland."

The surrounding old buildings passed by the car window one by one, "This place has been here for more than ten years, and there is basically no change."

"Have you been here before?"

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and looked at He Ao with a look of reminiscence, "Have you worked here before?"

"My father worked here, a long time ago."

Howard gave a gentle smile.

"Then it shouldn't be easy for your father. The working conditions here have not been very good, and there are frequent accidents. Many of these factories and factories are over 50 years old. If you are not careful, you will encounter some safety accidents."

The driver clapped his hands on the steering wheel, "Those bastard consortiums only care about making more money, and they don't want to leak a little bit out of their fingers to improve the living conditions of the people below."

"Ah."

Howard nodded slightly.

"But yes,"

The driver followed the navigation and turned into an alley with no street lights, "If you can live a good life, who the hell come here to work? Now there are layoffs everywhere. Many people who used to sit in the office in North Witland have all entered the factory. Now, these factories only want young people, and don’t want older ones like ours.”

"How does the taxi industry compare with factories?"

He Ao withdrew his gaze and continued.

"How can it be good? They are almost the same,"

The driver sighed,

"The group takes more than 30% of each order, and then there are electricity bills, maintenance fees, car rental fees for the company, various insurances, and there is not much money that can be pocketed for an order. If you want to make more money, you can If you want to run in the early morning with additional costs, or run with extra time.

"But what can I do? There are two children at home. They have to go to school, eat, pay off the credit card every month, and pay rent.

"Actually, my wife is in a nearby factory. I also know that it is dangerous and people will die, but there is no way. kicked out."

He pointed to the homeless tent leaning against the edge of the wall outside the window,
"Look at the homeless people outside. They used to have houses. They either couldn't pay the rent or the mortgage. After they were driven out, they lived outside or in cheap hotels. One of my colleagues is like this .

"I used to think that there is something wrong with sleeping on the street? At worst, go to sleep on the street.

"But it was also from my colleague that I learned that it is okay to sleep on the street for a day or two, but if you sleep too much, you will catch a cold and get sick.

"People who sleep on the street basically don't have medical insurance, or buy the cheapest medical insurance. Once you get sick, the hospital will empty your last money and make your living conditions worse.

"Even if he is cured, his life will get worse and he will repeat the fate of being ill. Then he will have no money for medical treatment, his body will collapse, and he will not be able to work. My colleague was fired because of poor performance and poor physical condition.

"Then I heard he was wandering around the block south of Plante,"

He was silent for a moment, "After that, I never heard from him again."

After finishing speaking, he smiled, "I'm sorry, I have complained a lot recently, and I accidentally talked too much."

"fine."

Howard smiled and shook his head.

At this time, the taxi also pulled over slowly, and a gentle female voice came from the car navigation, "You have arrived at the destination, please take your luggage and pay attention to the cars coming from left and right, Trisun Rental Company will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Brother, your position seems a bit off."

The taxi driver glanced out the window.

This place seemed to be some forgotten corner, and the surrounding streetlights were also damaged. On the dark road, only the faint lights of taxis illuminated the road ahead.

Looking out of the car window, in the hazy night, there is only a rusty iron gate, and behind the iron gate, there is a building with only some scattered rooms lit.

The taxi driver turned on the flashlight function on the wristband, took a look at the rusty iron door, and found a faded painted signboard next to the iron door.

"Vic Mental Hospital," the driver read out the above words, "there really is a mental hospital here."

He glanced at the rusty iron door again. The night wind blew through the iron door, and the loose screw knob shook with the rusty iron door, making a creaking sound.

He turned his head to look at He Ao, "Brother, how long has it been since you saw that friend? Are you in a hurry? This place looks more like a mental hospital in a ghost story. I don't think you look like a bad person. Why don't you Find a few friends and come over at noon tomorrow?"

"Long time no see, I never knew he was here before,"

He Ao raised his wristband, paid the fare, then opened the door, got out of the taxi, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm safer in the dark."

The evening wind blew through his clothes, blending his figure into the thick night.

Only at this moment did the driver see He Ao's face clearly, and he also saw some bright red spots stained on He Ao's clothes.

For some reason, he feels that He Ao at this moment is more terrifying than that gloomy mental hospital, more like a murderer wandering in the dark.

But perhaps because of the chat just now, this killer didn't make him feel alienated. Although there was fear in his heart, his overall mood was surprisingly calm.

"Then be careful, remember to call the FBI if you are in danger."

He retracted his body, stretched his arms out of the car window, and waved to He Ao, "I wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you."

He Ao nodded, watching some old taxis disappear into the depths of the night.

The fear spread by terrorists seems to have less effect on people with good intentions.

He turned his head and looked at the iron door creaking in the night wind.

On the edge of the iron gate, there is an iron sign with blurred text,

[Visitors please go inside]
He Ao looked past the iron signboard and looked at the faded signboard next to the iron gate.

The huge signboard was inlaid on the wall, and the overall appearance was dark purple, which was a bit out of place with the off-white wall.

The signboard and the wall are not actually integrated.

On the gray and white wall, the company name was directly engraved more than ten years ago. At that time, this area was still called 'Enright Chemical Company'.

The chemical plant where Jess' father died.

Shortly after Jess' father's accident, the chemical plant filed for bankruptcy and all property was auctioned off.

After that, Jess never heard the name of the chemical plant again.

It was as if the chemical plant had really disappeared forever.

He Ao withdrew his gaze, pressed his hand on the iron gate, and with the ear-piercing and long creaking sound, he slowly pushed open the iron gate.

The reason why He Ao came here, besides the fact that the mentally ill killer who killed his wife was imprisoned here, was that this mental hospital was established in the old industrial area where Jess' father had an accident, which made him aware of something wrong.

Although Jess didn't remember the specific location of Enright Chemical Company, but as the place where his father died, he still vaguely remembered its approximate area.

And He Ao saw that the location of Vic's mental hospital was in the approximate area in Jess's memory.

Although he had expected it before coming here, he was still a little surprised when this mental hospital really appeared in front of He Ao in the form of a remodeled building from the site of a chemical factory.

Who would buy a chemical plant factory that had a major accident and turn it into a free mental hospital?
He Ao's thoughts returned to his eyes, and he looked into the hazy darkness. The horror's 'Eye of Night' made the surrounding scenery as clear as day.

Behind the iron gate is a long and thin walkway, leading directly to the shining building closest to the gate.

On both sides of the trail are well-built lawns and flowers swaying in the night wind.

In Wetland, where every inch of land is expensive, there are few places that have so much space for planting green plants.

After removing the rusted iron door and peeling paint signs, just judging from the flowers inside, the environment of this mental hospital is really good.

He Ao walked forward step by step along the trail.

The dust-laden long-term memories replayed in his mind bit by bit.

Jess had been to Enright Chemical Company many times after his father died. At that time, there was such a trail behind the iron gate of the company, but there were old factories on both sides of the trail.

At that time, the factory on one side of the trail had collapsed because of its old age, while the factory on the other side was the site of the explosion, and most of the entire factory was turned into ruins.

The person who bought the land demolished the two factories and built a garden on the site of the original ruins.

Howe's footsteps stopped beside a flower swaying on the edge of the path.

It was a purple five-petal flower, and the flowers and leaves on the branches were symmetrical, which looked enchanting and beautiful.

People who have lived in the city for a long time may only marvel at the beauty of this flower when they see this flower.

And the wanderers in the wilderness will immediately leave the land that makes this flower flourish.

In the memory He Ao inherited from Ronal, the wanderer in the wilderness, this flower was called ghost flower by the wanderers in the wilderness.

This is a flower that blooms in all seasons.

But it blooms only on blood-soaked soil.

The more souls died under the soil, the brighter the ghost flowers bloomed in the mountains.

Seeing ghost flowers blooming in the wilderness means that there are powerful predators or groups that like to kill nearby, and you need to leave immediately.

And the petals of this flower are also one of the materials for making genetic medicine.

Of course, when Jess used this petal as an experimental material, he didn't know where the flower grew.

He Ao let go of the hand holding the ghost flower, allowing the flower to continue to sway in the evening wind.

His figure moved forward quickly along the quiet path, and finally arrived at the brightly lit entrance of the mental hospital.

There is also a signboard of the Vic Mental Hospital here, but it is much newer than the signboard outside.

And under the signboard, there is only a frosted glass door that can only see the hazy light.

He Ao pushed open the glass door and stepped into the mental hospital.

The first thing that caught his eyes was a wide hall.

Different from the dark scenery outside, the lobby on the first floor of the mental hospital was brightly lit.

Many patients in hospital gowns were dozing off on the seats in the lobby, or watching TV around the area where a large TV was placed.

Nurses also wheeled and chatted with patients who appeared to be incapacitated and in wheelchairs through the halls to relax.

At first glance, it might seem like a normal nursing home.

But if you look carefully, you will find that most of these patients maintain a strange silence. Some watch TV, some are in a daze, and they hardly make any sound.

Instead, it was the nurses pushing the wheelchairs who spoke in hoarse tones to the patients who barely responded with an extremely excited attitude.

Their excitement is a little like a temper.

"Hello, what can you do?"

And when He Ao was watching the scene in the hall, a calm and cold greeting came from the side.

He Ao looked up, and there was a curved consultation desk not far from him. A nurse wearing a white cap, a plain white nurse skirt, and a small black sweater coat was looking suspiciously. look at him.

The nurse wore delicate makeup, and her red lips reflected a little bit of crystal brilliance under the bright light.

She has a good figure, and even if she is covered by a wide nurse skirt, her graceful figure cannot be concealed.

Rather than being a nurse in a hospital, she is more like a manager or the front desk of an exquisite high-end shopping mall office building.

"Hello,"

When he saw this nurse, He Ao walked over naturally, raised his wristband, and opened an interface, "I am the person in charge of a private charity fund, and I heard that there is a non-charging psychiatric hospital here. Courtyard, so I want to come and have a look."

He stretched out the bracelet to the nurse, showing the interface on the bracelet, which was the management interface of Jess's private charity fund.

"You mean?"

The nurse glanced at the management interface, and looked at He Ao with some doubts, "Do you want to donate to our hospital?"

Compared with the other nurses, the nurse sitting at the consulting desk looked abnormally normal, which was out of tune with the atmosphere of this hall.

"I want to visit first,"

He Ao took back his bracelet and smiled, "I also know some friends who run media companies. I saw on the Internet that your mental hospital basically doesn't do any publicity. I think better publicity should bring you more funds."

Jess doesn't know a friend who runs a media company, but Wei An does.

Exploding this relationship is to give the other party a reason to cooperate.

This mental institution may not need money, but from the way they behave, they don't want to be exposed to the public eye.

"Sorry, we don't lack..."

When hearing He Ao's previous sentence, the nurse subconsciously refused, but when she heard He Ao's last sentence, she suddenly stopped.

"Is there anything missing?"

He Ao looked at her suspiciously.

"There is no shortage of patients,"

The nurse showed an embarrassed smile, picked up the bracelet, and clicked on the dialog box, "We have too many patients, and we may really need money, but I don't know the specific situation of the hospital. I need to contact our dean."

"Ok."

He Ao nodded, turned his head and looked at the patients and nurses around him again.

As he chatted with the nurses at the consultation desk, the surrounding nurses gradually became quiet, but none of them, including the patient, looked up at He Ao.

They still maintain the inertia just now, doing their own things, as if He Ao never existed.

The nurse at the information desk quickly ended the conversation, she looked at He Ao,

"Our dean said let me show you around first, and he will arrive later."

"Ok."

Ho nodded.

"Then let's visit the medical equipment department first?"

The nurse came out from behind the consultation desk with a smile, and asked casually, "How do you know about our hospital?"

As she walked out from behind the consultation desk, her lower body covered by the consultation desk was also revealed. The pure white nurse's skirt only reached her knees, and where the nurse's skirt did not cover, her calves were tightly wrapped and spread to the Matte black stockings on the thighs.

"I have a friend who is healing here,"

He Ao replied casually, "His name is Allente."

"Mr. Allen?" The nurse at the information desk was a little surprised. "I know him. He was discharged from the hospital a year ago."

　Some Calvin, a little later, the next one is tomorrow.

　
(End of this chapter)