Chapter 23

Listening to the various discussions of the people around him, Douma's curiosity was successfully aroused. He thought about it and decided to take a detour to take a look.

He was free anyway, and he was quite confident in his current fighting power. He was not afraid even if it was really Yumeno Hisasaku.

Yokohama First Psychiatric Hospital was built in a sparsely populated suburb. At this time, this old building was surrounded by a large number of police cars and ambulances, and a cordon was set up at the gate to prevent unauthorized personnel from entering.

Douma, an unrelated person who rushed over, was naturally stopped outside by the police officer who was guarding the place.

"It's too dangerous in here now. You can't go in, sir." The young police officer stood in front of Douma dutifully. Looking at the young man with a gentle smile in front of him, he pulled the brim of his hat awkwardly and couldn't help but remind him: "Go home quickly. There's nothing to see here."

Douma was not bothered by being chased away as someone who came to watch the fun. He looked over the young police officer's shoulder towards the hospital behind. His extraordinary vision allowed him to clearly see the situation inside the glass door.

The hospital lobby, which should have been bright and clean, now looked like a hospital in a haunted house. Papers, fallen photo frames, and broken glass were all over the floor. If you looked closely, you could see a lot of blood stains all over, not to mention the dark red blood splattered on the walls.

Seeing this tragic scene, the smile on Douma's face immediately faded. He followed the faint scent of fresh blood and looked towards the ambulance. From a distance, he saw a tightly tied white coat.

Against the backdrop of the blood-stained white clothes, the strange black handprint on the other person's exposed neck was so obvious.

The answer is obvious. It was indeed Yumeno Hisasaku's "Brain Hell" that caused this disaster.

It is indeed a mind control ability that is feared by the world, it is so terrifying.

Fortunately, although the effect of Yumeno Hisasaku's special ability is extremely terrifying, his biggest weakness is himself. As long as the opponent is subdued and made unconscious in an instant, the terrible [Brain Hell] cannot be activated.

As for what happens afterwards, all we have to do is bring Yumeno Hisasaku and his scary doll back and let Dazai Osamu touch it.

Thanks to Wen Ye for the spoilers, otherwise it would have taken him a lot of effort just to figure out the activation mechanism of [Brain Hell], and it would have been very easy to fail.

After thinking it over in his mind, Douma felt that it would not be difficult to subdue Yumeno Hisasaku with his own fighting ability, so he looked seriously into the young police officer's brown eyes and said, "I have to go in. I can handle this."

The old police officer who had been keeping an eye on the newcomer also heard this. He immediately put away his gloomy expression and walked over, cautiously probing, "Are you... a person with special abilities?"

"Yeah." Douma nodded without any guilt. Is the special ability [Blood Demon Jutsu] not okay?

The old police officer hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and agreed to let Douma enter the extremely dangerous hospital. He bowed deeply to Douma and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Tongma tiptoed and flew over the line of fully armed policemen holding riot shields.

Amid the expectant or questioning gazes of the crowd, Douma walked into the hospital gate.

As soon as he entered the door, the strange smell of disinfectant mixed with blood filled his nose. Douma couldn't help but frowned deeply. The smell was too strong.

The black leather shoes stepped on the dirty floor, making a creaking sound that echoed in the empty hall, creating an atmosphere like that of a horror movie.

He did not blindly search for any trace of Yumeno Hisasaku in such a large hospital, like looking for a needle in a haystack. Instead, he went to the front desk with a clear goal in mind to check the relevant records.

After all, Yumeno Hisasaku is essentially just a child of a few years old. Even if he awakens powerful supernatural powers one day, he will not be able to leave his ward too far.

Found it.

Douma clicked on the file that looked fresh, and with mixed feelings he went upstairs to look for the culprit who caused the disaster.

A five-year-old child whose parents died was sent to a mental hospital by his relatives.

Whenever he encounters someone with bloodshot eyes and tears, no matter whether that person is wearing a hospital gown or a white coat, Douma will quickly approach that person and knock him down with a single blow of his hand. As long as these people lose consciousness, they will not cause trouble again.

As Douma cleaned up along the way, the noises that he had been hearing gradually disappeared, and it seemed as if the entire building had fallen into silence.

When they arrived at the floor where Yumeno Hisasaku was, Douma closed his eyes and let go of his perception. His rapidly enhanced five senses allowed him to clearly capture the location of the target person.

In Douma's open perception, the people with special abilities are as conspicuous as little stars shining in the dark night.

Douma took a few steps forward and gently pushed open the half-open door.

Inside the door, Yumeno Hisasaku, wearing a hospital gown and covered in blood, was curled up in a corner with bare feet. He felt pain all over his body, and was cold and hungry, but no one cared about him.

His brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, who were usually kind to him, became particularly scary today. He didn't dare to go out at all and could only hide here and wait for someone to rescue him.

The old door opened with a harsh creaking sound.

Upon hearing this, Yumeno Hisasaku, who was already nervous, immediately raised his little head from his knees in fear. He stared at the slowly opening door and prayed in his heart that God would save him.

"How pitiful." Douma looked at the little ball curled up in the corner and shivering, and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

Obviously, he just wanted to sigh and express his pity for Yumeno Hisasaku, but tears flowed from those colorful eyes like colored glass.

Yumeno Hisasaku looked at the man in tears in a daze.

There was no wave in the man's colorful glass-colored eyes, but his face was full of sorrow, as if he was a clay puppet in a temple, high above and yet pitying the world.

Just by looking at this man, Yumeno Hisasaku's heartbeat miraculously calmed down, and the grievances that had accumulated for a long time collapsed in an instant. He couldn't help sobbing and said, "Are you here to save me, God?"

“???” Douma looked at the fanaticism in Yumeno Hisasaku’s eyes with a confused look on his face.

The inexplicable coldness on Douma's face at this moment made him realize belatedly that he had just shed tears.

Douma: ...Why am I crying?!

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Tongma, who was forced to gain a believer, wiped the tears from his face quickly, and was so embarrassed that he almost dug out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment on the spot.

Douma pretended nothing happened and gave a gentle smile, and held out his hand to Yumeno Hisasaku who looked expectant: "Well, I'm here to save you. So, do you want to come with me?"

Yumeno Hisasaku was bewitched by Douma's cult leader buff. He nodded heavily, and his crying baby voice was very firm: "Yes, I want to go with my brother. I don't want to stay here."

As he said this, Yumeno Hisasaku's eyes were like sparkling gems, shining with the light of hope. He was going to follow the god who came to save him and leave this terrible place.

"Good boy, everything will be fine once you get up from sleep." Tongma coaxed the child, but his hands were working at a fast speed. ^_^

As fast as lightning, he reached his hand behind Yumeno Hisasaku's neck and used the technique he had learned during his two months in the interrogation department to quickly and efficiently knock the man unconscious.

It's neither too light nor too heavy, and the strength is just right. I guarantee that the child won't have a sore neck when he wakes up tomorrow.

Douma bent down and held the fainted Yumeno Hisasaku in his arms, not minding the blood all over his body and dirtying his clothes.

"Clap, clap, clap." Applause suddenly broke out in the silent and empty room.

"!" Douma was startled. He didn't even hear or smell anyone coming?

Douma quickly turned around and looked behind him, only to see Dazai Osamu leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a playful look on his face.

Oh, it’s the bandage essence, that’s okay.

[No Longer Human] is indeed cheating enough. In the cannibal's five senses, Dazai Osamu is equivalent to a lifeless stone. No wonder he was able to avoid his perception.

"You really have no emotions, to be able to deceive such a poor child so carefreely." Dazai Osamu joked.

Looking at the 14-year-old real child laborer Dazai Osamu, Douma couldn't help laughing. He said meaningfully: "Speaking of the cruelest person who exploits children, it must be Mr. Mori."

Upon hearing this, Dazai Osamu just smiled and spread his hands, not trying to defend his resentful teacher. The rare smile even reached his eyes.

Douma pulled out the scary doll that Yumeno Hisasaku was holding and threw it to Dazai Osamu, who was obviously enjoying the show: "Next."

When the doll touched Dazai Osamu, it emitted a dazzling white light, and when the white light faded, the doll disappeared.

Dazai Osamu put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "It is a supernatural item."

"Yes." Douma nodded in affirmation and walked out, passing Dazai Osamu who was blocking the door.

Dazai Osamu was very curious about this man who seemed to know everything. He looked at Douma's leaving back inquiringly, but unexpectedly observed a small detail that was easily overlooked.

A cold-blooded man would be so careful to hold a child? What a hellish joke.

Dazai Osamu was amused by this nonsensical association. He held onto the door frame and laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

After a while, he straightened up and murmured thoughtfully: "It seems that I have discovered a little secret~"