The daily life of the villain and the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

"Everything is nothingness...no meaning, no meaning..."

"The world is hypocritical and has no value, and even human life is worthless..."

In the hospital ward with the smell of disinfectant, a patient wrapped in a restraint belt was fixed on the bed, his eyes were dull, and he kept muttering to himself.

"Nothing, everything is nothingness..."

He was haggard, his whole body was like a walking corpse, his eyes didn't have any light, they were pitch black, and looked a little scary.

"How long has he had this symptom?"

Lin Xin looked at the people on the hospital bed, and while asking questions, he used a pen to record in the notebook he carried with him.

"It's been almost a week." The doctor in a white coat frowned, touched the head that had turned into the Mediterranean, and sighed: "When I first sent it here, the symptoms were not serious, and it was relatively quiet, but I was depressed and depressed. Tendency. As a result, the condition worsened a week later, severe visual and auditory hallucinations appeared, unconscious babbling began, and the behavior became more and more weird. Suicide symptoms worsened, and I began to look for various opportunities to commit suicide, and then slowly became what you see now. Here it is."

"Aside from committing suicide and talking to himself, did he have any other unusual behavior?"

The doctor thought for a while, then shook his head, "Probably not." In his opinion, the other symptoms are just the symptoms of ordinary mental patients, not special.

"Doctor." The half-grown boy who was flipping through the case suddenly raised his head and called out suicidally.

The boy looked very young, with a very eye-catching face, immature but already showing extraordinary beauty. If he was not wearing the uniform of the exclusionary school, he might have thought he was still in high school.

The doctor didn't pay attention to this good-looking boy at first, but at this moment he heard the boy call him, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

The teenager pointed to a record on the medical record and said: "I saw that the patient's ward round records said that he had scribbled on the wall and bedding. Can we see what he drew?"

Seeing that the doctor didn't speak, Lin Xin introduced with a smile: "Oh, this is Le Rong, who was admitted in an exceptional way. Don't look at his young age, he is quite capable."

The doctor just came back to his senses, laughed twice, looked at Le Rong and said: "Young man is young and promising, young and promising."

He walked to the hospital bed, pointed to a darkened place beside the bed, and said, "Look, it's here. I asked the nurse to clean it up before, but it wasn't cleaned up, and some traces were left."

The young man leaned forward, and the place where the patient painted was on the bedside and bedside table. The snow-white wall seemed to be scratched with sharp objects. Although most of the color had been wiped off, the deep marks could still be seen. out the original content.

Without exception, it is a peculiar pattern.

This seems to be a symbol, with a dot in the center and three small arcs surrounding the dot. On this basis, strokes in the shape of a sickle and a question mark are drawn outward from three directions.

Lin Xin just glanced at it, and felt dizzy as if his head had been hammered by something, and an inexplicable sense of emptiness flooded his heart.

With a serious expression on his face, he hastily pulled up Le Rong who was squatting very close to observe the pattern carefully, and said in a low voice, "Don't look at it yet, there is something wrong with this thing."

"I know." The young man stood up obediently, his back was facing Lin Xin's face, his eyes were deep, and when he turned around, he showed a sunny smile, and his voice was crisp, "Don't worry, captain, this thing won't affect me."

Le Rong, no, Su Yi stood up, with his hands behind his back, he looked at Lin Xin's serious organizer who sealed off the scene and transferred the patients, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't expect that the clues of other alien species came so quickly.

Su Yi has been taking over Le Rong's body ever since he sent the little believer to the moon beast in the dreamland to learn the knowledge of a dream maker.

Today was the first time Lin Xin took him out to investigate a case. As soon as he came to this mental hospital, Su Yi felt an unusual aura here. After seeing this mark, he confirmed his guess.

The patient's reaction should have something to do with the evil god.

"We need to seal this place quickly."

Lin Xin hung up the phone, and said to Su Yi: "That mark is recorded in the materials of the Exclusion Institute, and it belongs to the yellow seal of the 'King of Yellow Clothes'."

Lin Xin frowned slightly, and said a little anxiously: "According to the information, anyone who has seen this yellow seal may be inspired by the king in yellow. Seeing him in a dream, approaching him, and finally his soul is captured." Distorted, turned into a hollow shell of nothingness."

He looked up at the psychiatric hospital that had been cordoned off, "Everyone in this hospital must be carefully checked, and no one should be allowed to leak the yellow seal."

The king in yellow, Su Yi remembered this name.

He suddenly said, "Captain, I think finding the source may be more urgent than finding the victim."

Su Yi looked at Lin Xin, with a bit of worry on his face, "I think there may be more than one victim, and there must be a source. The victim may inadvertently leak the yellow seal, which is controllable. But if it spreads Was the yellow seal intentional? Will there be a steady stream of victims under the influence of this person?"

After hearing Su Yi's guess, Lin Xin's face changed, he pinched his brows and said, "You are right, this source should be found first."

"Tian Ying!" Lin Xin said loudly.

"Captain." Tian Ying trotted over, "What's the matter?"

"Now you find the patient's family members and carry out investigations on the patient and the family members. You must find out what the patient did before the onset of the disease and where he went." Lin Xin instructed, "Remember, be careful."

"Okay, Captain."

Just after explaining the work, the ear-piercing ringtone of "Dididi" came from Lin Xin's mobile phone again, and the phone that had not been disconnected before rang again.

"Found another one? Okay, I see, let's rush over."

Lin Xin hung up the phone, sighed, looked at Su Yi, and said in a heavy voice, "Your guess is correct, there are indeed other victims in another mental hospital, and now it is almost certain that someone did it on purpose. gone."

Lin Xin looked at the team members he had dug out with his own hands. Apart from surprise, he was more proud. He did not expect the young man to be so keen. Whether it was discovering the yellow seal or guessing the case, he showed his extraordinary talent.

With this talent, the young man is destined to go a long way on this road.

As expected, he found a treasure, Lin Xin once again sighed in his heart.

Su Yi followed Lin Xin to another psychiatric hospital. In this psychiatric hospital, there were actually three patients with the same symptoms. Obviously, the phenomenon had spread.

In the next two days, all the staff of the exclusion center were dispatched, and they were crazy busy.

During the day, Su Yi followed his teammates in the exclusionary office to investigate and visit the suspected victims one by one, and continued to work overtime in the exclusionary office at night to analyze the transfer results.

Seeing that more and more victims were found, Lin Xin got angry anxiously, and several large pimples appeared on his face.

But the hard work paid off. After two days of day and night investigations, they finally found the similarities among the victims.

They have all gone to a drama theater to listen to a play, and they listened to the same play.

Su Yi looked at the posters spread out on the table, and read out the title, "Paradise Lost?"

On the poster, two actors in costumes hug each other tightly, with tears in their eyes, and expressions of despair and sadness.

He looked at the introduction. This play is about a couple with different identities. After falling in love, they are opposed by their family and society. .

Not only is it an outright tragedy, but the tone is very sad and depressing.

This kind of drama may not have a large audience, but the artistry should be quite strong.

"The source should be here." Lin Xin narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the information in the creator's column, "I just don't know who's behind the scenes, whether it's the director, screenwriter, actor, or someone else."

"Then let's investigate one by one." Su Yi used a red pen to draw a red circle on the screenwriter and director, "Start with these two people first."

"Okay." Lin Xinxin heaved a sigh of relief. It is better to have a direction than to run around like a headless chicken. He raised his hand and looked at the watch. The pointer pointed to the number one, and it was already 01:30 in the morning.

Lin Xin patted his face to cheer himself up. Although he was very tired, he knew that now was not the time to rest, and every minute of delay would lead to more victims.

"Act now, lest you have long nights and dreams."

"Yes, Captain!"

In the quiet night, the three teams of the rejection office were dispatched at the same time, driving to different places where the crew was located.

Under Su Yi's suggestion, Lin Xin decided to investigate with the screenwriter first.

Unfortunately, the screenwriter's home happened to be the farthest among the crew. Under the moonlight, the white car of the rejection house was driving quietly.

The car drove along the navigation for more than an hour before finally arriving in front of a single-family villa at the foot of the mountain in the suburbs.

Lin Xin was the first to get out of the car. He looked at the gloomy little villa in the moonlight, frowned and said, "Why do you live in such a remote place?"

"Isn't living in a remote area more indicative of a problem?"

Su Yi walked side by side to Lin Xin, raised his head and looked at the house exuding a strange atmosphere, his eyes dimmed.

As he guessed, the screenwriter really had a problem.