Escape from the Madhouse [Unlimited]

Hope... this 03 is completely dead. The person at the beginning of 03 is locked in the Xihua Building, facing the No. [-] gate.Gate No. [-] is closed all the year round, with the strictest guards.Because the people in Xihualou are very dangerous.especially……

"I heard that there is a number 03X87 in it, which is the most dangerous. It should have committed a particularly serious crime. Don't even think about going there."

03X87.It is exactly the number of the universe.

How did he become the most dangerous and unapproachable person?

Zhou Qian made up his mind to find a way to find out the situation in Area X.

Spring Hill Mental Hospital was built on the hill.

Wards [-] and [-] are to the north, and Ward X is to the south.

A small river separates Area X from other wards like the Chu River and Han Boundary. There are guards in front of the stone bridge on the small river, and no idlers are allowed to enter. A metal fence is built beside the river, and an electric grid is pulled on the fence.

But fortunately, Xihua Building is close to Gate No. [-], facing the activity park in Ward No. [-].

Zhou Qian was able to observe the situation of Xihua Building with a telescope.

At this moment, sitting on a rather thick tree trunk, Zhou Qian held up a high-powered binoculars and looked at the building on the other side of the river. According to the rules he found out, the patient No. 03X87 lived in the seventh room on the eighth floor.

Zhou Qian held up the high-power binoculars and counted one by one, and soon found the room where the person named Bai Zhou was.

Today's weather is overcast, and the setting sun is mostly covered by thick clouds, so that Zhou Qian's sight is not particularly clear when he climbs up to look into the distance, as if all the scenes are covered with an orange-gray filter.

Under this layer of gray, Zhou Qian saw the situation in the single ward.

There was indeed a person sleeping on the bed. He was wearing a straitjacket and was tied to the bed, unable to move even a single step.

Because of the angle, Zhou Qian couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see the tip of his nose, and his thin, sickly pale chin.

Qi Liuxing's voice came from under the tree: "What are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for someone." Zhou Qian said, "His name is Bai Zhou."

"Bai Zhou? Is there anything special about him?" Qi Liuxing asked.

Zhou Qian was silent for a while, and then said: "It's nothing special. I have been...an old enemy since I was a child."

After saying this, Zhou Qian actually made himself laugh.

The so-called old enemy has always been a one-sided joke on his part.

Bai Zhou didn't respond to this joke, and he never even got angry with himself, probably because he never took himself seriously.

"Is your old enemy locked up in Area X?" Qi Liuxing asked curiously.

"Maybe it's just the same name and surname, because..." Zhou Qian's voice suddenly became hoarse.

Zhou Qian's upper eyelids are flat and his eye sockets are long and narrow. When he lowers his eyes, he tends to look gloomy.

Hearing that his voice was not right, Qi Liuxing looked up and saw him just like this.

Noticing his strangeness, Qi Liuxing couldn't help asking: "Why?"

"Because he died." Zhou Qian said.

"He, how did he die?"

"I do not know."

Zhou Qian really didn't know.

He stared at the distant ward with the binoculars, and talked about the past as if he was talking to himself: "He is gentle on the surface, but he seems to have been fighting with me in secret all the time, trying to overwhelm me. Is it because Is he too proud?"

Zhou Qian's physical fitness is average, and he has practiced gambling skills with his father, and his kung fu and skills are quite good.

This is not only reflected in gambling cards, but also in playing table tennis.

For a while, he was very interested in table tennis and often participated in intramural competitions.

In a certain final, Zhou Qian faced Bai Zhou, which was delighted to hear.

Hearing this, Qi Liuxing asked curiously: "Then who won?"

Zhou Qian narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became dazed: "I won. He lost. Then he changed schools. Do you think he can't afford to lose?"

Qi Liuxing couldn't answer this question, so he didn't answer.

Looking at the half chin protruding from the straitjacket from a distance, Zhou Qian said slowly: "After transferring to another school, there was no news from him. I gambled with him for a year, and then I went to his house... Damn said I would go As luck would have it, he died not long ago. Mother talks about him like a stranger."

"Why?" Qi Liuxing was extremely surprised, "Usually...it wouldn't be like this?"

Zhou Qian said: "When I went to their house, I saw his mother hugging a big fat boy. They might prefer the second child."

Qi Liuxing asked again: "Is that possible... In fact, Bai Zhou didn't die at all. His mother just locked him in a mental hospital, and then found an excuse for you."

"No." Zhou Qian shook his head, "His mother gave me the address of his cemetery. I went to see it. There is a photo of him on the tombstone. He will always stop at the age of 17-not yet an adult."

"What's more, even if he didn't die..."

Zhou Qian's pupils shrank. "Why is he in Ward X? Many people in it have committed felonies."

The sky is about to turn into twilight.

The wind blew the leaves and swayed, blowing the fragrance of green grass and green trees into Zhou Qian's mouth and nose.

This reminded him of the end of the table tennis final in the first year of high school.

On the path outside the west gate of the campus, the sycamore trees on both sides almost block out the sun, dyeing the sunset into twilight in advance.The street lights were already on, and countless dust particles were floating in the light beams.

Bai Zhou stood beside the dim street lamp.

Looking at him in the beam of light, Zhou Qian's eyes were sharp like a young man's, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was faintly disdainful.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "Why did you deliberately lose to me? Who do you look down on?"

In contrast, Bai Zhou looked at Zhou Qian very calmly. "I didn't lose on purpose. You won by merit."

"Bullshit." Zhou Qian stepped forward and grabbed his skirt viciously, "You can catch the penultimate ball, obviously. Why are your hands shaking? It's too deliberate!

"As for the last serve error, it is even more ridiculous. Who doesn't know that you serve well?

"Bai Zhou, I really want to beat you, but not in this way! I don't need you to let me!"

"It was indeed my mistake today. Next time I will fight you hard."

"When is the next time?"

"There should be many opportunities like this. I promise you."

"you……"

All of Zhou Qian's anger, malice, and bad temper were like fists hitting cotton, all of which were turned invisible by Bai Zhouyun's calm eyes.

He released his strength, but he didn't receive any feedback. Zhou Qian looked at Bai Zhou even more fiercely. At that time, he was no longer angry about Bai Zhou's intentional loss, but why he was so calm.Probably similar to the naive mentality of "I want to fight him but he just won't fight me".

He was so angry that he stared hard.

But before he knew it, Zhou Qian let go of Bai Zhou's hand.

He heard Bai Zhou say "Zhou Qian, goodbye" to himself, then turned and left.

In the late autumn, the leaves of the sycamore trees were scattered, and under the reflection of a row of street lamps, everything in the memory of the evening after school was dyed with a layer of dim yellow.

In that tone, the boy was walking away with his schoolbag on his back.

That was the last time Zhou Qian saw Bai Zhou in his life.

At this moment, a few emerald green leaves fell off, and Qi Liuxing asked Zhou Qian a few questions while playing with them.

Zhou Qian didn't answer. He sat on the tree, as if he was still with the tree trunk. He didn't move for a long time, as if he had fallen into a deep memory.

Qi Liuxing didn't bother him anymore, just sat down and dozed off.

After sleeping for about a quarter of an hour, Qi Liuxing was shaken awake by someone - it was Zhou Qian.

"Why?" Qi Liuxing asked.

Zhou Qian said: "I think you look very boring. Would you like to accompany me to dig the grave?"

"...?" Qi Liuxing's sleepy eyes were blurred, and he was a little confused, "What?"

Zhou Qian's dark pupils became darker and darker with the night. "I'm going to dig Bai Zhou's grave.