My House of Horrors

Chapter 142: All clues point to one place

Wang Hailong's words are nothing at first sight, but when you think about it, it's always scary.

“The monster stepped on your brother's shoulder? And then the monster's body got taller?” A man two meters and six feet tall stepped on the child's shoulder, and this image of Chant was a bit unimaginable.

“That's what my brother wrote, some unclear expressions, and he made a special drawing.” Wang Hailong took out his cell phone: “This was the last time he went to see a doctor, who asked him to draw something based on his memories. ”

Chen Gong took a look at the phone, and the photograph shows a very strange painting.

At the bottom of the blank paper is a short, fat kid, who accounts for about a tenth of the entire piece of paper, and the remaining nine tenths are occupied by the weirdo on his shoulder.

“What is this thing?” Chen Gong stared at the weirdo on the child's shoulder and looked like a woman with scattered hair, but her physical features were like men's. Very thin, like two bamboo poles with white cloth bags on the outside.

“Don't you know? I saw a similar scene in your haunted house, where a girl stepped on the shoulder of a tourist, and I remembered the story my brother told me.” Wang Hailong retrieved his phone, he looked at the haunted house far away, and the fear in his eyes had not dissipated: “Since you can design this scene, how much do you know about this legend? And when that girl stepped on my shoulder, it felt very real, and if reason hadn't told me that it was a visit to the haunted house, I would have suspected that I had met a real ghost. ”

“Our haunted house employs the latest 4D technology, using special means to fully mobilize visitors' sight, hearing, smell and touch, so you can feel your shoulders pressed against something.” Chen Sing's face was not blushing, a serious statement said: “As for being stepped on the shoulder by ghosts, it should be just a coincidence. ”

“Okay.” Wang Hailong is still a little immortal: “Can you tell me where the design inspiration for that scene came from? ”

This dragon is a dead brain, you have to break the casserole to ask.

Chen Gong thought, "There are no ghosts in this world, that's just what people imagine. I know you're worried about your brother, but you can't rush to the doctor. Instead of asking me, why don't I go see a psychiatrist and I can introduce you to a professional. ”

It is possible that the park will be closed after two months. Chen Gong doesn't want to delay the time on other things. He is also good for Wang Hailong's brother. After all, he is only a doorman. These things are better done by doctors.

“When I was little, my father took my brother to the doctor, and next to our home was a psychiatric hospital, where he lived for a while, but it worked badly.” Wang Hailong stopped talking.

“Brother, let me tell you something.” Wang Wenlong held onto his brother: “My brother doesn't know why, he especially hates contact with doctors. As long as he sees people in white coats, he screams, struggles, and even hits people. Just because we knew about his habit, when we took him to see a shrink, we would all say hello to the doctor in advance and put him in plain clothes. ”

“Hate doctors?” Chen Guo discovered a second strange place on Brother Wang Hailong: “Are those who step on the child's shoulder afraid of doctors? So when you see a doctor, it stimulates harm to the child? ”

“We don't know why, nor did we have an accident when we took him to the hospital next to his home when he was a kid. But when he moved out of the closed ward, he started to be afraid of doctors.” Wang Wenlong added that this was a secret hidden in the hearts of their brothers and finally said it today.

“There must be a reason for the sudden change.” Chen Gong tried to help them analyze: “Could it be something the doctor did to him in the course of treatment? ”

“Impossible, Wang Song Long is the youngest. When he was treated, our family was away for 24 hours, and the doctor was very good. ”

“Since it's not a doctor's problem, that's most likely the reason for the treatment environment, I think you can go to where Wang Shenglong was initially hospitalized and maybe find clues.” Chen Gong made his own suggestion very sincerely, and when he finished, he was ready to go to lunch.

“The hospital had long been abandoned, and the third ward where the dragon lived had been completely sealed off, unable to get in.” Wang Hailong sighed: “I'm sorry, we were scared today, so I remembered something about my little brother. ”

“Ward three?” Chen Gong is particularly sensitive to "three” because of his black phone assignment: “In which hospital was your brother initially treated? ”

“The hospital next to our hometown, next to the county, was very poor and could only be treated there. Later, when the family conditions were good, he transferred his brother to another hospital. ”

“I'm not asking you that. What's the name of that hospital?” Chen Gong looked at Wang Hailong's face and his eyes were a little scary.

“Jiujiang No. 3 Mental Illness Rehabilitation Center, also known as the Third Hospital, seems to have been abandoned for five or six years.” Brother Wang Hailong did not understand why Chen's attitude suddenly changed.

“Is there a place in that rehabilitation center called Ward 3?” The information in Chen's mind is slowly coinciding.

“So that's what you wanted to ask, and someone called the third closed ward where my brother lived, the same place, just a different name. ”

“Understood.” Chen Guo took a breath: “I know the best psychologist in Jiujiang. If I could, could you take me to see your brother tonight? ”

Afraid of being rejected, Chen Gong raised Dr. Gao's flag.

“No problem, but I hope you're prepared, my brother... what can I say? It's a little bit unusual.” Wang Hailong squeezed a smile: “If you said the doctor was coming too, remember to dress him in plain clothes. My brother hates doctors. ”

He took a dark card out of his pocket and wrote three words on the front - Dragon Tiger Fang.

“Who are you?” Looking at the exaggerated business card of the design, Chen Gong remembered the strong man with the wolf head, combined with the speech of several people, and he muttered in his heart.

Are these the people on the road? Chan Song was also the first person in his life to come into contact.

Seeing Chen Song's surprised expression, Wang Hailong said with a low profile: “Just like you think, Long Tiger Fang Chuan-flavored hot pot city is opened by relatives of my family, WeChat and phone are all behind business cards. ”

Chen Gong cracked his mouth and took the business card: “Do you have a specific address? ”

“At night you come directly to the Heming apartment in the Old Town, where Sounddragon and my dad live. ”