The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 92 Infiltrate
Chapter 92

In the 26th year of Heisei, on May [-]th, it rained.

I woke up early again because of a headache, I can’t help it, I’m old, I can only rely on sleeping pills to fall asleep at night, the rainy season in Kyoto should have started now.

I have been in this psychiatric hospital without seeing the sun all day, which makes me feel very depressed, and the continuous gloom makes my mood almost terrible.

My daughter called a few days ago and said that she had already started to develop spots. Huizi is a beautiful girl. Now I am worried that she will suffer because she is too kind.

I haven't seen her and my wife for three years, and I can only talk on the phone for four years.

Today I had another attack of asthma. I started to cough violently. I coughed for a long time. Even if I took medicine and drank water, it didn't get better.

Maybe this is retribution, I repent every day, I repent for these patients, now is the 21st century, but I help these chaebol authors do such crazy things, I am guilty, guilty, guilty!

I used to be a depraved young man, every day except going to work and going to the bar, going to heaven for a while, and hell for a while, but I understand that this time I am afraid that I will fall into hell forever.

I often dream that millions of grieving ghosts are demanding my life. Every time I wake up, I will find that my back is soaked.

In the morning, Mrs. Jian and I had an examination, and brought in a patient with schizophrenia. After we administered anesthesia, we immediately started the autopsy.

But Mrs. Jian sneezed and accidentally scratched a large area. The patient woke up. He looked at us in horror, screaming and stuffing his intestines into the wound.

His expression terrified me, but Jiantai laughed fiercely, laughing so loudly that tears came out of the laughter.

Later, Saburo did a simple suture for him and sent him back, but I heard that he was infected during the operation and he died.

It is ironic to say that many of the mental patients sent here were abandoned by their families.

Saburo told me that people nowadays are very realistic. What they care about is the house and money. For example, two people who fall in love do not necessarily stay together, but if the man of the two has a house and a car, basically the marriage will be established. Assure.

I can't understand this deformed love.

Perhaps it is because of this kind of love that human nature is numb. People are chasing money, and there is a mental patient in the family, which will hinder their money career, so these people will use various reasons to send the mental patient to Hospital.

Saburo told me that he only dared to attack some mentally ill people who were not being looked after. We generally would not attack those who had family members who cared about them.

Because in this way, we only need to call the family to clean up after the operation or autopsy is completed.

Those family members would not look at the body at all, and even thanked us.

What an irony that we killed their family and they still say thank you to us.

At the beginning, I felt very afraid of such a thing, but then I became numb. Wasn’t our country also like this during the Shaohe period?

Luxuriant, otherwise he would not have been reaped by the Plaza Accord that winter.

What happened to the world, what happened to people's values?Is the world sick?Or am I sick?

……

The diary came to an abrupt end here, and Zhao Yan also felt mixed flavors in his mouth, as if a bottle of five flavors had been knocked over, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

The patients here are all stupid, these people are real patients, abandoned patients.

Zhao Yan suddenly felt ironic.

He searched around, searched for a period of time, kept taking pictures, and then stored these pictures.

At this moment, Zhao Yan heard Ah Wei's voice coming from the headset, and Ah Wei said: "I saw someone passing by, I will turn off the lights, you should find a place to hide now, this is the first place in the underground." I have searched for the entrance to the second floor for a long time but haven't found it, maybe I can find some clues by following the people who came here."

Zhao Yan immediately agreed, he rolled over and came to a huge drawer.

However, when he turned around, a frozen corpse was "looking" at him!

Zhao Yan was so frightened that goosebumps appeared on his back, because the corpse was still "smiling".

It was only later that Zhao Yan affirmed that it was just a corpse, so he was relieved.

"室さまの体は悪化しています."

A fluent conversation appeared in the distance.

At this time, Ah Wei immediately equipped Zhao Yan with a voice response system, so he could hear clearly.

"The master's body is really getting worse day by day. He was pregnant with cancer, and now something like this happened."

"That's right, you actually used the axle beads as a elixir, do you think the master has Alzheimer's disease?"

"I don't know. Anyway, the doctors in Kyoto can't do anything about it, not to mention us third-rate doctors. I just hope he doesn't die here. Otherwise, the young lady will probably seal this place up in a fit of anger."

"Yeah... By the way, Saburo, have all those corpses been sent out?"

"Of course, don't worry about my work. I sewed their organs back together, and the remains were cleaned up for the family members. The family members didn't check them, so they took them away. What impressed me was a son-in-law who came to the door. He called Come here and tell us to take him directly to the crematorium."

"There is such a thing."

"Of course, who would talk to a lunatic? Son-in-law and mother-in-law are born enemies, just like mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

The two chatted and walked towards the distance.

The lights along the way were also turned on.

Zhao Yan looked carefully. Since one of them walked towards the diary, he took the diary with him.

The two of them went directly in front of a blackboard, and there was an electric box next to the blackboard, and then they opened the electric box, and a secret door appeared, and they entered.

Hearing footsteps, it seemed to be a staircase.

"I've already retreated, you should probably come out too." Ah Bao's voice came from the headset. It turned out that when he was just chatting with the fat nurse, he had already seen two people coming in.

Zhao Yan said: "I swear, there must be another exit here, which leads to the morgue."

"Well, just to be on the safe side, let's come out first." Ah Wei was also a little worried about Zhao Yan's safety.

Zhao Yan immediately refused: "No, I have to go and see what kind of crime is hidden on the second floor."

"But..." Ah Wei was about to say, but after spending the past few days together, he also knew Zhao Yan's personality.

This is a man who says one thing, he believes that ten cows can't change one thing, he is so stubborn!
"A person like you, in the war years, is the life of cannon fodder!" Ah Wei couldn't help cursing.

Zhao Yan said with a smile: "That's a good thing, paving the way for the comrades behind me, I am willing."

(End of this chapter)