"Boss, do you think it's him..." Scarface asked sinisterly.

"Bullshit!" Boss Han glared at him. "Did your brain grow on your ass? How could a new boy who came this morning kill the one-eyed man quietly under my nose? And how could he, a new boy, know the tools we use to kill people and where to hide the tools?"

Scarface lowered his head immediately.

"The one who did it must be a guy who stays in the fasting center all year round. He must be scheming and ruthless... maybe he is among us." Boss Han said firmly.

Scarface was stunned. "Boss, are you saying... there is a traitor among us? Was it him who killed One-Eye?"

Boss Han's eyes swept over the familiar figures in the cafeteria one by one. After a moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "No matter who it is, if they dare to go against me, they will die."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the cafeteria.

An Qingyu reached out to take the plate from the serving window, said thank you politely, and turned to walk to the corner of the cafeteria.

As he walked, he took in the entire cafeteria with his peripheral vision, until he reached the table at the edge and slowly sat down.

He looked down at the half piece of fish on the plate and sighed helplessly.

"I hate eating fish..."

…

Open-air venue.

Lin Qiye dropped the heavy load on his back, staggered and sat on the ground, breathing heavily.

Today, his training task was successfully completed. Under the high-intensity training, he felt that every muscle in his body was extremely sore and he felt like he was exhausted.

This is the method the instructors taught them in the training camp. Although it is painful, the effect is very obvious. As long as they continue to persevere, it will not be difficult to restore their bodies to their best condition.

Lin Qiye looked up at the large clock hanging on the top of the prison. The time agreed to return to the hospital was very close. He stood up from the ground with difficulty and walked towards the hospital with heavy steps.

About half a minute after he left, An Qingyu slowly walked out of the cafeteria.

He glanced across the empty playground, shook his head with some regret, turned around and walked towards the cell, muttering to himself:

"Where on earth is he..."

…

As soon as Lin Qiye walked to the transparent door, he saw a figure wearing the same hospital gown squatting in the corner, looking at something intently with his head down.

He was none other than Wu Laogou, another patient who had passed by Lin Qiye yesterday.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qiye walked up to his side, squatted down as well, and carefully observed the ground. It was so clean that there was not even an ant.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Qiye couldn't help but ask.

"Shh!" Wu Laogou, with his messy hair, made a serious gesture to Lin Qiye to keep quiet, "Keep your voice down, don't wake him up!"

Lin Qiye lowered his voice and asked: "Who did you wake up?"

"Little flower."

Lin Qiye was stunned. He lowered his head and looked carefully at the empty ground for a moment. His brows furrowed slightly. He wanted to say "But there are no flowers here at all", but he closed his mouth.

After all, he is the attending physician of three mental patients, so he knows something about how to communicate with them.

After a long time, Wu Laogou saw Lin Qiye also staring at the ground in front of him, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at Xiaohua too." Lin Qiye looked at her intently without even raising his head.

"But the little flower is dead."

"..." Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his head, "When did Xiaohuaer die? Why didn't I see it?"

"Just now!" Wu Laogou looked as if to say "Didn't you see it?"

"So what are you looking at now?"

"I'm looking at Little Potato."

Lin Qiye: ...

Lin Qiye gave up the idea of ​​communicating with Wu Laogou and stood up. At the same time, the transparent door was slowly opened. The caregiver stood behind the door and waved to Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye walked in. Another caregiver poked his head out from behind the door and shouted to Wu Laogou, who was still staring at the ground in a daze:

"Old Dog Wu, come home!"

Wu Laogou raised his head and gestured to the nurse to keep quiet, "Shh! Xiaocao'er is still sleeping! Keep your voice down!"

The corners of the nurse's mouth twitched and a helpless expression appeared on his face. He walked directly to Wu Laogou and carried him back. While Wu Laogou was dragged backwards by the nurse, he kept staring at the empty space.

Lin Qiye withdrew his gaze and walked towards the depths of the hospital with the nurse beside him.

"What disease does that old dog Wu have?" Lin Qiye asked.

"Mental illness."

"...I know it's a mental illness, but what are the details?"

"I don't know either." The nurse shook his head. "Dr. Li is directly responsible for Mr. Wu's illness. Apart from him, no one knows what disease Mr. Wu has."

"All right……"

Lin Qiye followed the nurse back to his own metal hut, closed the door, took a shower in the simple bathroom, and then lay back in bed, starting to digest the results of today's observations and constantly simulating possible escape routes.

After thinking hard for a long time without any results, Lin Qiye sank his consciousness into the spiritual world.

Asylum of the Gods.

"——Guguguguguguguga!!"

As Lin Qiye walked into the yard, a pug grunted and flew past him.

However, the harsh crowing of the cock could only serve as an accompaniment at this moment, because there was a more vicious sound hovering in the air...

"Ah~~~~~!!"

"Nothing is as beautiful as spring!

The swaying grass grows tall, beautiful and lush!

The thrush eggs are like a low vault of heaven,

The song of the thrush cleanses the ears through the echoing woods..."

I saw a handsome blond figure on the roof of the hospital, playing a harp in his hand, looking at the beautiful scenery in the hospital affectionately and singing loudly!

"Goo-goo-goo-goo-goo!!"

The pug ran around like crazy. No matter where it hid, the sound would echo in its ears. It gritted its teeth and crashed into the wall in front of it. Its four legs trembled slightly in the air and it fainted.

The corners of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched wildly.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Li Yifei and Azhu with cotton in their ears, sitting aside with pale faces and expressions that looked like they had lost all hope in life.

Lin Qiye walked over and was about to speak when he suddenly realized something and asked:

"Where's Hongyan?"

Li Yifei pointed to the rooftop.

Lin Qiye looked up and saw a red-haired figure suddenly appear behind Braki who was immersed in poetry. He resolutely kicked Braki down from the roof!

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