Rebirth one way to the north

The darkness was as thick as ink, and the pungent smell of formalin soaked into every pore. The beam of flashlight broke through the darkness and landed on a pale and swollen face.

"Ah!" Qin Dangmian was startled, and instinctively took a step back.

The dead face twisted into a smile, and slowly opened his eyes, blinking frequently because they were not used to the light.

"Doctor Qin."

"I didn't leave candles for you, why don't you use them? You are so dark... you are not afraid."

Zheng Dong's eyes were filled with tears from the flashlight, he raised his hand and wiped it on his face, his smile became even more distorted, his cheeks trembled slightly, "I am communicating with his soul."

"Who?"

"Mr. Beiwei. Haha, very soft, like clouds, unpredictable, like wind, stubborn like bamboo shoots after rain, and delicious."

Although he has long been accustomed to hearing all kinds of weird words from mental patients, Qin Dangmian still shivered from Zheng Dong's description-mainly because of environmental problems, no matter who is in a pool soaked with formalin solution When you hear the adjective "delicious" next to you, you will feel nauseous.

This is the most secret basement in Anding Hospital. Before the establishment of Anding Hospital, it was the original site of a German hospital left in the war. It not only has the function of curing diseases and saving lives, but also provides corpses for those who do medical research.It was later rebuilt into Anding Hospital, but the basement where the corpses were stored remained, but even many staff members didn't know that there was such a place.

After Zheng Dong escaped from the main entrance that day, he took the key given by Qin Dangmian and returned to the hospital through a small hidden door in the backyard. He has been hiding here these days.

Qin Dangmian handed Zheng Dong the food and water packed in plastic bags, and Zheng Dong didn't mind the harsh dining environment, so he ate with relish.

Although Qin Dangmian knew the environment of the basement well, Qin Dangmian continued to shoot around with the flashlight subconsciously. Qin Dangmian frowned when the flashlight swept across the blood on the ground.This was the first scene where Zheng Dong killed Yi Jian, and he didn't clean it up after the killing. Qin Dangmian didn't dare to think too much, but when he thought about it deeply, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

"Why do you think you have to get into Mo Bei's trap? What kind of confrontation is he engaging in? If you ignore him, it will be over?" Qin Dangmian complained.

Zheng Dong said seriously: "That won't work."

Qin Dangmian was a little angry, "Why can't it work? Let me tell you, you are doing nothing now. He and the police must be ready and waiting for you to find him. It will be over as soon as you show up."

Zheng Dong shook his head and said with certainty: "He won't. You don't understand him. No one in this world really understands him except me."

Qin Dangmian suddenly realized that he was really stupid, trying to reason with a mental patient!

Zheng Dong shook his head and chattered: "Only I can understand his talent, and only I can understand his thoughts. Since Jiuyuan and Mr. A are going to confront each other, how can Jiuyuan rely on external forces with his pride? Can he create Jiuyuan? Teacher Beiwei, how can you be a vulgar and cowardly mortal? Mr. A—Doctor Qin, do you know why Mr. A only has a code name but no name in "The Showdown"?"

Qin Dangmian didn't say a word, he saw that Zheng Dong's state was not right at the moment, and Zheng Dong didn't need him to answer, so he went on talking on his own.

"I know you don't know. Only when Mr. A defeats Jiuyuan in the duel, can he have his own name, otherwise he will always be just a code name. It's like a handful of ashes. No more. No value of being remembered. Just like me, no matter how many cases I imitate his novels, how many people I kill, I am just a symbol that will be forgotten at any time. But now he gave me a chance, A chance to immortalize me in history. How merciful he was to me!"

Qin Dangmian seemed to be checking the situation in the basement, and walked behind Zheng Dong, waving a flashlight.Qin Dangmian was hesitating, Zheng Dong, a lunatic, was no longer easy to control, he wanted to get into Mo Bei's trap on his own initiative, and if he didn't, he would implicate himself.Then do you want to listen to Senior Brother Luo and get rid of Zheng Dong now?

"You will not fail me, and I will not fail you!" Zheng Dong burst into tears, "If you treat me like a gentleman, I will return you like a gentleman!"

How disgusting!Qin Dangmian thought to himself, a murderer still has a strong character. Those who didn't know would think that there was some kind of story about Yan Dan and Jing Ke sympathizing with each other.Qin Dang resolutely weighed the flashlight. The flashlight he was carrying today was as thick as a child's arm, and it was very heavy. If it hit the right position, it would definitely kill people. Moreover, he had a sharp scalpel hidden in his pocket .

Qin Dangmian felt that his throat was dry and swallowed, but he didn't expect that the sound of swallowing in this empty basement would startle him.Fortunately, Zheng Dong was still completely unaware of his thoughts, and he was still talking about his friendship with Mo Bei in the last sentence.

Qin Dangmian held the flashlight in his left hand, and reached into his pocket with his right hand to hold the scalpel.

There was only one step between him and Zheng Dong, as long as he reached out from behind and scratched Zheng Dong's throat, everything would be over.The spray area of ​​blood will be very wide and high, but it doesn't matter, anyway, there will be rare people here, so you can have a lot of time to clean up.The corpse is also easy to handle, just throw it in the pool and soak it.

Everything is very simple, just like Brother Luo said.

However, Qin Dangmian couldn't free his hand holding the scalpel - this is not an autopsy, but a murder.A breathing, normal temperature, active brain... person.

As a doctor, although he is a psychiatrist, Qin Dangmian has definitely seen more corpses than ordinary people have seen in a lifetime.It can even be said that he has seen a lot of living people die in a second.To say that he is already numb to life and death is not enough, but it is indeed much more indifferent than ordinary people.

However, killing a person with his own hands is completely different!

Qin Dangmian couldn't tell whether he was scared or excited now, and his breathing became rough involuntarily.

Zheng Dong sighed suddenly, turned around to look at him, and said, "Doctor Qin, you have disappointed me so much."

Qin Dang hurriedly put on a nonchalant look and said, "What?"

"I gave you a full 10 minutes, but you didn't even make a move. How can you inherit my mantle if you are so hesitant?" Zheng Dong looked pitiful.

Qin Dangmian was taken aback, Zheng Dong already knew that he was here to kill him today?Could it be that his "defenseless" just now was just a play?No, now is not the time to think about this, now should be... Qin Dangmian felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, the pain was so severe that his hand trembled, and the scalpel he had just taken out of his pocket fell to the ground, making a groan. There was a crisp knocking sound.

Zheng Dong bent down to pick up the scalpel, and lightly wiped the blade with his fingertips, the flesh was turned open, and blood flowed out.He put his injured finger in his mouth and praised indistinctly: "Good knife." He held the scalpel awkwardly, with a thirst for knowledge shining in his eyes: "Is it right for me to hold the knife like this?"

Dang-

The flashlight slipped from Qin Dangmian's hand and spread far away on the ground. The light also rotated and messed up, and finally fixed on the outer wall of the pool where the corpses were stored. The tiles were already incomplete, revealing the mottled and rough cement underneath.

Qin Dangmian's body fell heavily on the ground like a cloth bag full of chaff, and the blood spurted from the throat wound gave Zheng Dong a warm shower. He said happily: "The posture of holding a knife does not affect its lethality. , as long as the knife is good enough. Exactly!"

As he walked, the blood on the soles made a gurgling sound. Zheng Dong thought the sound was very cute, as if there were a group of fluffy and warm little things playing around his legs.They are so cute, if only I could hug them.It's a pity that they run very fast every time...the blood is so cold so fast.

Doctor Qin is a good person, but unfortunately, he is too soft-hearted to appreciate the art of killing people.No, no, it doesn't mean that he is a pervert who enjoys the evil of killing, he just has to do it.Killing is disgusting. As a murderer, you have to overcome many unnecessary physical disgusts. The most likely to affect people are those moral senses.

Some people kill on the spur of the moment, and cannot experience these psychological and physical fears under the passion, but when the passion subsides, they are finished.Some people kill after deliberation, which will make them repeatedly simulate a real killing scene in their minds, again and again, again and again... Human thinking is really amazing, isn't it?Perhaps this scene can be repeated tens of thousands of times in a second.

The touch of the scalpel cutting on the human body is not very good, but Zheng Dong feels that he will be able to adapt, so he needs some practice - there is a fresh corpse for practice in front of him, oh, thank you for your selfless dedication, Doctor Qin.

Zheng Dong picked up the flashlight, adjusted its position, and let it shine on the corpse.Qin Dangmian's eyes were open, staring at Zheng Dong as if still thinking. Zheng Dong decided to start practicing by digging out his eyeballs.

Xia Duo got a fake medical record from the hospital, took it to ask for leave from the school, so that he could stay by Mo Bei's side and protect him with peace of mind.Mo Bei disapproved of Xia Duo's approach very much. After trying to communicate in a reasonable way to no avail, he finally couldn't help losing his temper, and yelled at Xia Duo indiscriminately: "What can you help me? Except getting in the way !"

Xia Duo replied coldly: "I can still go to hell with you."

Mo Bei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly trembled.Xia Duo was taken aback, and couldn't care less about getting angry with this unreasonable little guy, so he quickly hugged him, stroking his back steadily and gently to comfort him.

Mo Bei buried his face on Xia Duo's collarbone, and soon Xia Duo felt that small piece of clothes became damp. He was a little panicked but also a little proud: Did Beibei cry?why cry?Could it be that you were moved by what I just said?Oh, this is really... damn... pretty good!

"If I'm going to die..." Mo Bei asked in a low voice.

Xia Duo replied without hesitation: "I will stand in front of you. If you want to die together, you will be a couple with the same destiny."

"If I could kill..."

"...I will kill for you."

"If I really killed someone, you wouldn't want me?"

"I told you that I will be with you, do good deeds and do bad deeds together, live and die together."

"Xia Duo, I'm very narrow-minded. If you can't do what you say, then you are in danger."

Xia Duo was silent for a few seconds, and said, "I won't promise what I can't do."

Mo Bei smiled, and told him rationally, just listen to this kind of love story, don't believe it.But feelings tell him that Xia Duo's love for him is unique, so he should also give Xia Duo unique trust.Rationality and emotion fought each other, making his mind turbulent, like a river that was disturbed by a dragon, rushing left and right in the enchantment, he couldn't tell whether it would return to the still water and flow deep in the next moment, or it would break through the enchantment A stormy sea.

Xia Duo was still waiting for his boy to be moved to tears, but in a blink of an eye, Mo Bei calmed down and straightened up, saying, "Let's go shopping."

Before Xia Duo could feel lost, he became dazed: "Shopping, shopping?"

"That's right, if you're always bored at home, how can you give Zheng Dong a chance?" Mo Bei said lightly.

Xia Duo's face darkened.