Despicable Games [lower part]

"Again?" Kang Wenwen caught the key word.Turning to look at Du Qianlin, Kang Wenwen also saw surprise in his eyes.

The security guard said, "That's right, it's strange that patients commit suicide here, and doctors commit suicide too, but I heard people say it's because of the bad Feng Shui here."

"Oh, it's almost time to go to the square to attend the memorial service."

Kang Wenwen whispered to Du Qianlin, "The case this time is not just about 'suicide'."

Du Qianlin nodded, "It is very likely, after all, there is no murderer in suicide."

By the time Kang Wenwen and Du Qianlin arrived at the square, the empty square this morning was already covered with white banners, and many patients in white clothes sat quietly on chairs.The nurses all wore a white flower on their chests and ran around to help.

"The dead are there." Du Qian and Lin Yang pointed out the door of the complex.

Kang Wenwen's eyelids twitched when he saw it, "Placing it there is really... hard to describe."

"What?" Du Qianlin didn't understand why Kang Wenwen said that.

Kang Wenwen shrugged and said, "Because in reality, the people who are released like this are usually family members who go to the doctor to make trouble."

Du Qianlin had never seen it before, and he knew it after hearing what Kang Wenwen said.

Everyone around was busy with their own business, so Kang Wenwen and Du Qianlin walked straight to the coffin.It is said that the quality of the coffin is very poor, and the paint on the outside is not very uniform, but most of the patients here are abandoned by their families, so this coffin should be bought back temporarily by the hospital.

The deceased had a clean face and was a man in his 30s.He looked very peaceful in his white hospital gown.

Kang Wenwen turned his head to look at the patients sitting in the square with sluggish expressions, all of them had expressions, as if they didn't have any feelings about the death of this patient.

"All the patients who came were from the complex building, but none from the other two buildings." Kang Wenwen whispered to Du Qianlin.

"When people from other buildings come, these nurses can only watch them." Du Qianlin said.

Kang Wenwen looked at those patients, and then at the one who was lying down. He always felt that the clothes were prepared for the last "laying down".

"No, don't you think these people are too abnormal? Didn't you say that most of the people living in the complex are in good condition?"

Du Qianlin turned his head to look, and also felt that the empty eyes of those people were a little creepy, "These seem to be too serious to be able to speak or act."

Kang Wenwen agreed, "And there are many kinds of mental illnesses, with different symptoms and conditions, but so many people here are all the same...." Kang Wenwen's voice suddenly stopped.

Du Qianlin turned his head to look at Kang Wenwen, "What's wrong?"

"On those photos!" Kang Wenwen raised his head suddenly, trying to take out the photos but was held down by Du Qianlin.

Kang Wenwen looked around and realized that the photos can't be taken out casually, so he said to Du Qianlin, "I know what's strange, except for a few chief doctors, everyone in the photos has exactly the same expressions. This is too strange Bar."

Du Qianlin thought for a moment, "It's like... a factory-made puppet."

"A factory..." Kang Wenwen suddenly missed a beat in his heart, and looked up at the complex building behind him.

"No way." My heart suddenly turned cold.

Du Qianlin also felt that what he said was too strange, so he said, "Maybe it's just these few people who are quieter, and it's suitable for everyone else to be in the ward."

Kang Wenwen pursed his lips tightly, "Let's look at the cause of this person's death first."

Du Qianlin walked to the side of the coffin, "There are too many people here, we can't inspect it. We can only wait for the meeting to be over before going to the 'on-site restoration'."

"Okay." Kang Wenwen agreed, but he still put on his gloves and quietly stretched his hand in.

"Didn't you say he committed suicide? Why can't I see how he committed suicide?"

Du Qianlin also looked over.

There were no obvious marks on the neck of the deceased, and death from neck compression asphyxiation was ruled out.

Kang Wenwen turned up the wrist of the deceased again, "It's not about cutting the wrist."

"Then how did he die?" Kang Wenwen was confused.

Du Qianlin also got started, "There is no obvious blood in the nasal cavity, and the jaw is loose and it doesn't look like taking poison."

Put your fingers into your mouth "There is blood in your mouth."

Kang Wenwen leaned over to see, "The mouth is full of blood? Is this suicide by biting your tongue?"

Du Qianlin pressed down with his fingertips, "The tongue is intact, it shouldn't be."

"It seems that there is no tone." Kang Wenwen moved his nose.

Du Qianlin also bent down and sniffed lightly, "Apart from the smell of blood, there is only a smell of cream. It should be a small dessert at noon today."

"Hey! What are you two doing?" A nurse stood on the square and pointed at Du Qianlin and the two of them.

Kang Wenwen hurriedly said, "I saw that his clothes are a little wrinkled, so I'll pull them out for him."

Du Qianlin took the opportunity to take off the blood-stained gloves and throw them into the storage rack, and even took out a piece of paper to clean up the blood from the deceased's mouth.

Seeing that Kang Wenwen was not afraid of death, the nurse said instead, "That's just right, you can check if there is anything inappropriate in other places, and the clothes and trousers have to be stretched by others."

Kang Wenwen was so happy, "Okay."

In front of the people in this square, Kang Wenwen's actions could be a little bigger.

Take out a cotton swab and carefully turn it in the nasal cavity of the deceased, take it out, "there is no blood in the nose."

Du Qianlin put on a new pair of gloves, "If he had taken poison, the deceased should have gritted his teeth and had a hideous face, bleeding from his mouth and nose."

Kang Wenwen was busy undressing the deceased. "The states you mentioned are just some strong poisons. Some poisons will make you drowsy and lose your breath. Besides, this is a hospital. Is there any medicine?"

There were no obvious scars on the chest and abdomen.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this man seems to be enjoying himself in the hospital. His skin is tender and tender." Kang Wenwen touched the dead man's hand again.

"There are no calluses at all, and even dead skin can't be seen. Is this really a man's hand?"

Du Qianlin was almost used to Kang Wenwen's state of letting go of himself as soon as the autopsy was performed.

"I can only see here, and more and more people are paying attention to us." Du Qianlin whispered.

"Hmm." Kang Wenwen buttoned up his clothes naturally, then took off his gloves and went out with Du Qianlin.

Taking a small white chrysanthemum and pinning it on his chest, Kang Wenwen asked the person in charge of looking at the flowers, "How did that person die? It is said that he committed suicide."

"Oh, yes. When I was walking downstairs after lunch, I accidentally broke the nurse's thermometer. It was nothing, but he bent down to pick it up and stuffed it into his mouth. The glass pierced the trachea for more than ten minutes. People are gone."

He committed suicide by swallowing a thermometer? !

Du Qianlin was shocked, this death must be too painful.

Kang Wen asked, "Hasn't the person been sent for rescue in more than ten minutes?" This is the hospital.

The man looked at you stupidly, and said, "Of course we rescued him, but he didn't come back."

Du Qianlin pulled the hem of La Kang Wenwen's clothes and attached the ear canal, "The medical ability in this era is relatively poor."

"You didn't see it, that little nurse is an intern, so frightened that she almost fainted from crying." The man said while fiddling with the flowers in his hand.

"However, the patients here are all sent by their families who dislike them. They have to pay living expenses when they are alive, and they are easy to die when they die."

Kang Wenwen looked at the simple mourning hall, "Then won't they come and pick it up?"

"Take it back?" The man laughed instead, "Some people who want to make wine to make money, the dean has blocked them. They think it is a trouble when they are alive, and they will be used as tools by those people when they are dead, so they will not be given to them. There are also a few They can be taken away, but it depends on who they are."

Kang Wenwen understands that if the family members are good people, they will be picked up, and the dean with ulterior motives will not be allowed to pick them up.

"Then the dean is not afraid of trouble from his family?"

"Hey, what are you afraid of? Those families who don't pick up are not good things, and they won't affect us if they make trouble outside. And it's embarrassing if they don't pay attention to them."

Kang Wenwen couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it. It seems that this hospital is really tough.

"It's good to be able to stay in the hospital. At least people here sincerely mourn for them, and no one looks down on them." After finishing speaking, the man went to pass flowers to others.

The memorial ceremony was very simple and fast. The dean found a mage to read for a while, then sealed the coffin and asked someone to lift it and walk to the back of the complex.

Kang Wenwen and the others followed behind. Kang Wenwen thought that in this day and age, there is no need to cremate the coffin and the weight of the person is really heavy.

"It's very superstitious in this day and age, such as keeping spirits and the first seven, this one is too crude." Du Qianlin said.

Kang Wenwen looked at the coffin in front of the team, "There is no place to stop the coffin in the hospital, and no one has time to keep the coffin. It would be nice to have a coffin." When Nie Fei died, it was frozen and atomized overnight, not to mention the funeral People, not even the bones left behind.

The coffin bearers led the crowd around the complex building from the square, and it was a steep slope to enter the back mountain.There must be two people behind the coffin.

"It's too dangerous." Kang Wenwen felt nervous when he saw it. "If the rope breaks, several people will die when the coffin falls down."

"Don't talk nonsense." Du Qianlin reached out and pressed Kang Wenwen's head.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to the two of them, Du Qianlin whispered again, "Don't talk nonsense when you are talking, there are taboos."

"Oh." Kang Wen said awkwardly.

Climbing up the hillside, I saw a tombstone. Because it is a hospital cemetery, the stone steles are very small and high, half a meter wide and thirty centimeters wide. The name of the owner of the tomb, the year of birth and death, and a photo are written on it.

"Huh?" Du Qianlin said suddenly, "Do you have a photo?"

Kang Wenwen followed Du Qianlin's gaze, "Why are there photos?"

Du Qianlin frowned and said, "Except for a few places in this era, almost no one would put photos on tombstones."

"Maybe this is one of the few places." Kang Wen said.

Du Qianlin shook his head, "This place should be inland, and the mountains here are very high, and the road we enter the city has a lot of curves. I think this should be a plateau area, and it is buried in the ground. According to the customs here There is no way to post photos in the era."

Kang Wenwen thought for a while, and said, "But maybe this is the habit of this hospital, so that we can recognize who is who when sweeping graves in the future."

"Little friend is right. None of our patients have relatives here, and the tomb sweeping is only done by hospital personnel. Their looks are easier to remember than their names." Dean Ren walked behind Kang Wenwen at some point and said.

"Dean." Kang Wenwen nodded to Ren Dean.

Dean Ren stepped forward and touched the tombstone in front of Du Qianlin, "Every child here, even if there is no photo, I can still remember who they are."