My House of Horrors

The three people in the iron cage behaved differently when they heard Chen Song's question.

The old man with the grease stain on his face didn't say a word and licked his finger, as if he was rejuvenating what he had just eaten.

The woman's eyes widened and struggled desperately in the iron cage, as if a big fish had been thrown ashore.

The middle-aged man behaved most abnormally, with only three of them staring at Chen Song and not turning a blind eye.

“Why are these three imprisoned in psychiatric institutions?” Chen Guo first walked to the old man's iron cage, welded into a steel cage with two plastic bowls.

The old man, who found someone coming, was not afraid, sat in the middle of the cage, beside him with residual oil stains on his fingers without permission.

“He's the one who moved from ward one.” Chen Gong hasn't noticed anything wrong with the old man for half a day: “The hair is uneven and has been shaved with a knife. This hair should be new. ”

When I saw the old man's hair, Chen Gong thought of the hair on the back of the nursing station cabinet, some of which was black and white, and should belong to the old man in front of me.

“The hair has been shaved once and grown so much, it appears that the elderly have been imprisoned here for a long time.” By comparing the length and length of his hair, Chen Song thought that four different people had been shaved, but only three were in front of him.

“Another one not found. ”

Chen Gong glanced at the woman and finally stopped on the middle-aged man. His hair was long and messy and covered his head: “Doesn't this man's hair seem to have been shaved? ”

Chan Song is even more careful, shaving his head seems to be the murderer's bad taste, he is playing with his prey, but why did the murderer leave the middle-aged man alone?

Middle-aged men know the killer? Or is he the killer?

Chen Gong was surprised by his own thoughts. At the connection between the first and second wards, Chen Gong saw a strange face, an asymmetrical, somewhat deformed face.

Being able to walk freely in the hospital building and also monitor yourself, the deformed face should be the killer behind the scenes, but now there is an extra middle-aged man. In that light, it is feared that there was more than one perpetrator who imprisoned the victim.

Chen Guo gripped the tool hammer and even thought of a worse situation in his mind.

If all but yourself were murderers in this ward.

Of course, the probability of this being the case is low.

He thought for a moment and eventually stopped in front of the woman.

Neither man answered his question, so he tried to remove the pillowcase from the woman's mouth to see if he could get any information from her.

“Relax, I'm here to save you.” Chen Guo shook the lock on the iron cage. Without the keys, if he smashed it with a hammer, God knows when to release the three of them.

As if a woman had a natural fear of a living person, Chen Song began to get sick as soon as she approached her, whimpering in her mouth, shaking her head, and being emotionally excited.

“Calm down, I won't do anything to you.” Chen Quo circled to the woman and was about to take off the pillowcase from her mouth, after which a silent middle-aged man suddenly opened his mouth.

“I advise you not to let her talk. She's noisy. ”

Turning around, Chen Song saw a pair of shady, alert eyes. This middle-aged man did not know whether to do this to everyone or just to Chen Song. He showed a disgust from the heart, as if what Chen Song was doing made him extremely disgusting.

“She's loud?” Chen Gong was not afraid of them talking, but of their refusal to communicate.

As long as these people talk, he has the opportunity to get useful information from them.

“Yes, it's noisy.” A middle-aged man speaks stereotypically, and he seems disgusted to even talk to people.

“Can you tell me why? Was she mentally irritated? ”

Chen Song asked two questions in a row. The middle-aged man kept his mouth shut until Chen Song reached into the iron cage and was ready to take the pillowcase from the woman's mouth. The middle-aged man threw up three words: “I don't know. ”

“What do you know? You don't know this woman, the first old man in the cage. Do you know her?” Chen Gong asked himself a question he had been curious about: “Why is there only two plastic bowls in his cage and one in your cage? ”

“I can tell you, I just hope you don't let that woman talk. She's noisy. ”

The middle-aged man repeatedly stressed that women were noisy, and Chen Song was curious and apparently promised to come down: "Yes, but only if you didn't lie to me. ”

“I never lie.” The man sat in the iron cage with a low voice: “The old man was ill and had a bad temper. After his wife left, he was left alone at home to feed his son. His son was a doctor and his salary was not very high, but there was no problem in feeding the two. But then the old man didn't know what to think. He was a widow under someone else's nose. Women as daughter-in-laws. His son had no objection either, except to move out and send him money every month. ”

“Unexpectedly, not long after, his son became a doctor, reportedly because of frequent contact with patients, and suddenly went mad and injured several patients in the hospital. ”

“His son lost his job, his family was relentless, and he lost all his family money before things subsided. ”

“His son is insane and in need of treatment, the number of public psychiatric hospitals is three or four thousand a month, which is unbearable to him. At a critical juncture, the hospital where his son had previously worked stood up and admitted his son to the hospital at a much lower cost than the public hospital. ”

“The former doctor became a patient, and his son became more and more strange, until the hospital closed down, and he was not cured. ”

“During the period of his son's hospitalization, the old man himself became worse and worse. Older, no one wants to go out to work, and all the money is posted to the hospital. The new widow divorced him, too. ”

“He tells his son of his plight and hopes that he can cheer up and overcome his illness. ”

“Unfortunately, shortly after, his son bit the same village. ”

“Once ill, his son became extremely destructive. In the end, the old man made an iron cage and locked his son in. ”

“It didn't last long, and the old man fell ill. Don't talk about healing. Eating is a problem now. ”

“The old man looked at his occasionally ill son in the iron cage and finally made a decision. ”

“Every time he waited for his son to get water when he was sick, he put two bowls outside the iron cage, one with clean water and one with rat poison. ”

“It's life or death, he lets his son choose. ”

The middle-aged man had a cold face, and he seemed to have not said so much in a long time, and his face was paler than before: “That's why the old man put two bowls of water in front of the iron cage. ”

After listening to the story of a middle-aged man, Chen Gong remembered the words under the counter at the nursing station —— everything you did to me, I would return it.