Hot Spring Mental Hospital

Quan Lu turned around and was about to leave.

Lou Tiannan saw that His Highness, who had come back with great difficulty, wanted to leave him, so he quickly hugged Quan Lu's waist.

"Your Highness, where are you going! Take me and let's go together!"

Quan Lu: "...Sorry, I don't want to take a casual trip with you."

After a pause, looking at Lou Tiannan's wet eyes like an abandoned puppy, Quan Lu still said, "Forget it, I'll go find Wang Hongmian."

As soon as he heard that His Highness was going to find that vicious woman (?), Queen Wang, Lou Tiannan immediately curled his lips: "I won't go..."

Before he finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and he slapped his thigh: "No, I changed my mind, Your Highness, I want to follow you, that poisonous woman, Queen Wang, must take this opportunity to seduce His Highness, Your Highness, you are involved in the world It’s not deep yet, I’m sure I’ll be deceived by him, I’d better go with you, Your Highness!”

With that said, Lou Tiannan bent down and picked up the stainless steel clothes fork that Han Yuan brought.

Quan Lu: "..."

What do you want to do with the murder weapon? Stab Wang Hongmian's kidney? That's assaulting the police, you will be arrested, you will definitely be arrested!

Quan Lu decided that he should first appease Lou Tiannan's emotions.

"Xiaolou," Quan Lu said, "you have a more important mission than you carrying the murder weapon—no, weapon, and going to meet the queen with me."

When Lou Tiannan heard that Quan Lu was going to give him a mission, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, obviously full of excitement and joy.

Quan Lu was flicked by this look, he coughed twice, and said: "Look, Han Yuan is lying on the ground now, he is also...well, he is also my staff, it is useful for me to keep him, Xiaolou, your task is to send Won back to his own room, okay?"

Lou Tiannan expressed his understanding, he curled his lips again, and while dragging Han Yuan, he muttered in a low voice: "I don't know why, when I see Han Yuan recently, I think he looks more and more disgusting."

Quan Lu: "..."

Quan Lu looked at Han Yuan's handsome face: "..."

The long-forgotten Quan Lu beside him: "..."

Lou Tiannan did not forget Quan Lu, he dragged Han Yuan's body twice, suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around and pointed to Quan Lu and asked: "Your Highness, what about this counterfeit?"

"Counterfeit" Quan Lu: "..."

"It's a beautiful misunderstanding," Quan Lu said with a smile on his face, "I think I'll tell you when you settle down with Won."

Lou Tiannan let out an "oh", took Han Yuan's hand, and started the journey of dragging the corpse.

Quan Lu: "..."

May God bless you, Won.

Lou Tiannan finally left, and also took away the Korean Yuan, really killing two birds with one stone, Quan Lu felt that he was going to be amazing.

He asked Quan Lu: "Have you met Wang Hongmian?"

Quan Lu nodded, with a serious and heavy face: "Yes, you don't have to go to him, he believes me, the way he talks is very strange, I seriously suspect that he may have changed his soul, for example, I told him that there is a relationship between us. For those strange things, he actually said, 'I don't believe in righteousness, evil, or righteousness, I only believe in you'."

Quan Lu: "..."

"No, you don't have to worry," Quan Lu said calmly, "It's not a soul change, it's Hua Qiangu watching too much."

Quan Lu: "..."

Quan Lu continued: "However, I think his current mental state is not suitable for action - he recently became obsessed with embroidery, and formed an embroidery troupe with those pussies upstairs, and danced square dances with them at six o'clock every day, He said that he is too obsessed with the current lifestyle, he thinks it suits him well, he doesn't want to pay attention to this case, and he wants to resign when he is discharged from the hospital."

Even the three words "grass mud horse" can't describe Quan Lu's feeling like being trampled by ten thousand grass mud horses.

No wonder people outside said that Wenquan Town Mental Hospital is not an ordinary mental hospital, it is a legendary mental hospital, people who come here, whether they are mentally ill or not, will definitely become crazy when they go out.

"Okay," Quan Lu nodded, "Leave Wang Hongmian aside, what should we do next?"

Quan Lu asked, "What did Doctor Mo say?"

Quan Lu shook his head: "He didn't say anything."

Dr. Mo now seriously feels that there is something wrong with the medicine he is taking, and he needs to do an examination for himself. He feels that there is no need to tell Quan Lu about this kind of thing.

Dr. Mo's purpose is to find the medicine lost in his laboratory. Since he didn't tell Quan Lu, Quan Lu thinks that he doesn't need to tell Quan Lu either.

After all, although the results they want are different, the direction of their efforts is the same.

"By the way," Quan Lu asked, "When you come back now, have you gone through the admission procedures or...?"

This has two meanings. After going through the hospitalization procedures, he came back as a patient.

The corner of Quan Lu's mouth twitched, "I didn't do it, I don't really want to...well, you understand."

Obviously, Quan Lu has lived here for several days, and he can fully understand what Quan Lu means.

The two hugged, eyes full of sympathy.

Just then, Quan Lu's cell phone rang.

It happened to be Mo Wenfeng who called.

"Doctor Mo?" Quan Lu answered the phone, "You have completed the formalities."

There was a pause for a second, and then Quan Lu heard Mo Wenfeng say "hmm".

Quan Lu felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help asking: "Doctor Mo, what's wrong with you?"

……

There was a pause for another two or three seconds, just when Quan Lu thought that the reception was not good, that there was a problem with the signal, a man's voice suddenly came from there, it was not Mo Wenfeng's voice.

"Doctor Mo?" Quan Lu's heart rose inexplicably.

There was a slight sneer from the other end of the phone, and then it seemed that a cheerful man answered the phone, his tone was very relaxed: "Ah, ask Feng, he is drunk."

Quan Lu: "..."

What the hell, what happened? Dr. Mo was just reporting a report. Why did he get drunk? And who is this man? Why did he call himself with Dr. Mo’s mobile phone? Oh shit, I really care about it!

Seems like the focus is wrong.

After a pause of two seconds, Quan Lu remembered who the person who answered the phone was.

"Gao... Dean?"

"Oh, you recognize me." It was Gao Chuansheng over there, his voice revealed joy, and he probably drank a lot, "We are playing turtle draw, and if you lose, you will swallow a thousand needles. "

……

That's a liar.

"I'll go pick up Dr. Mo." Quan Lu said into the phone.

The other end of the phone was silent for a few more seconds before he heard Gao Chuansheng's ambiguous voice: "What? You stole the Snickers bar from my office? How could you be so cruel? Come to my office and return Give it to me! Otherwise, be careful and I will give you an injection!"

……

are you crazy!

Facts have proved that there is no way to reason with drunks, although Quan Lu still doesn't understand what happened, and Mo Wenfeng even drank and passed out, probably not even clear.

But Quan Lu still felt that it would be better for him to go to the dean (probably there) and get him back to his own dormitory.

Quan Lu sighed and hung up the phone.

Quan Lu immediately asked, "Whose phone is it? Dr. Mo?"

"Well," said Quan Lu, "he drank too much."

Quan Lu: "..."

Quan Lu looked at the weather outside, and then at the clock on the wall.

It's 10:30 am and it's sunny outside.

Quan Lu: "..."

The corner of Quan Lu's mouth twitched, and his eyes were empty: "I really don't understand the world of top academics. Could it be that they obtain inspiration for scientific creation through ingestion of alcohol? Is it like an artist obtains inspiration for artistic creation through sex?—— Come to our dance, maybe you can get a little inspiration to solve the case—shakalaka"

Quan Lu: "..."

"You might as well go trip."

He felt that Quan Lu had integrated well with this mental hospital, and truly became a part of it.

It's really gratifying, but Quan Lu is not in the mood to celebrate the party for Quan Lu at the moment, he decisively abandons Quan Lu who is there boomshakalaka and goes downstairs, and walks to the dean's office according to the sign.

Unexpectedly, with the new renovation of the exterior of the mental hospital, the dean's office was also renovated—two flower baskets were placed at the door, filled with white roses and two white ribbons hanging from them.

If the ribbon was not too thin, Quan Lu would not hesitate to think that there was a line written on it: In memory of Comrade Gao Chuansheng.

He knocked on the door.

There was no response from the door.

He knocked on the door again, still no response.

He thought for a while, took two steps back, raised his legs, and exerted himself.

With a "bang--", the door made a loud bang, but it remained motionless.

Quan Lu clutched his swollen foot (...).

An angry cry erupted from inside: "What are you arguing about! If you continue arguing, I will drag it down and chop it up!"

It was Gao Chuansheng's voice, Quan Lu was excited, Mo Wenfeng must be inside!

"Dean Gao!" he shouted, "Are you in there? Dr. Mo is also in there, right?"

"Shut up!" Gao Chuansheng roared angrily inside, it seems that his anger value has been maxed out, "Where is the eunuch, drag this shrew down and slap me!"

Quan Lu at the door: "..."

But what I never expected was that a miracle happened.

——It’s not that the door opened, but from the left and right sides of the road, a few white coats wearing white masks suddenly appeared. There was still a syringe in his hand, the kind with a needle, and there was still yellow unknown liquid in the syringe. Quan Lu tried his best to stop his brain supplementation, but no matter how much brain supplementation he had, he couldn't continue the brain supplementation, because one of the ghost and animal doctors took Take the syringe and stick it on Quan Lu's arm.

Quan Lu didn't even make a sound, and his body fell limply.

Quan Lu was in a trance, feeling his body moving, but he was sure that his limbs were being controlled by him. He was lying in an unknown place, and it was the thing under him that was moving.

He paused for a few seconds before he realized that someone was carrying him on his stretcher, and he didn't know where he was going to carry him. After struggling twice, he found that he couldn't make a sound, so he had to struggle harder. At that moment, he heard a strange voice say, "Still struggling."

Of course I'm struggling, I'm alive, let me down quickly!

Quan Lu expressed his anger with body language.

So...he got another needle.