Chapter 50 Monotonous City
The reason why Wu Xian judged that the prisoner had no mental problems.

There are three main reasons.

First: If the evil spirit that the prisoner described does not exist, then no matter whether he is truly mentally ill or faking it, Wu Xian hopes he will die.

Second: If the evil spirit that the prisoner described exists, then he is not lying, and it is correct to judge that he does not have a mental illness.

Third: The inspector’s attitude is the most crucial.

After all, Wu Xian is not a real doctor. Since the inspector hopes to determine that the prisoner does not have a mental illness, then making a ruling based on his wishes can avoid exposing the doctor's identity to the greatest extent.

Follow the way you came.

Wu Xian returned to the office.

He turned the office upside down, searching for any information he could find.

Although the evil spirit has not appeared yet, this blessed land makes him uneasy, and he needs more information to feel safe.

Soon, he discovered many signs of discord.

The wooden board under the table was full of holes, as if it had been carved and then dug out. The notebook was only half the thickness of the cover, and many pages inside had been torn out...

Also, on this body, there were irregular scars on parts of the skin on the arms and thighs, as if they had been burned over a large area.

Maybe……

It's evidence that someone is trying to cover up something.

and also.

Wu Xian looked through all the patient records. There were photos of the patients in every record, but the face of the prisoner was not in any of the photos.

But the first words the prisoner said when he saw Wu Xian were.

'We meet again'.

When did the doctor and the prisoner meet, what role did the prisoner play, and was he the key to Wu Xian's survival in this blessed land?

Wu Xian thought about it and called the Inspector Jia who was in charge of the case according to the number on the appointment form.

Rather than guessing, it's better to just ask.

"Hello, Inspector Jia..."

"The prisoner escaped on the way to the prison. We have completely lost track of him. Doctor Xu, if you see him, you must escape immediately and then contact us..."

The phone hangs up.

Wu Xian looked up at the ceiling, unable to figure out what was going on for a long time.

The sun slowly sets and it is already dusk.

The office door opened, and the young nurse poked her head in and looked at Wu Xian with surprise.

"Ah, Doctor Xu, why haven't you gone home yet? Today is your birthday, and your parents, wife, and daughter are waiting for you at home. You can't miss a day or two at work, so go home quickly."

Wu Xian was pushed away by the young nurse.

He wanted to stay a little longer, and the certificate of his loved one began to flicker in his eyes.

It seems that going home is something that must be done.

However, this Dr. Xu actually has a complete family in his blessed land. Is he going to play house with Wu Xian this time?

When Wu Xian was looking for clues earlier, he had found a map of the city, his home address and family information, as well as the keys to a Bicundi tram.

But before going home.

Wu Xian still has some things to prepare.

He had to have weapons, but the only weapons he could find in the psychiatric hospital were some sedatives and some syringes. He took advantage of his identity to pack up these things and take them away.

Rather than being prosecuted for violating hospital regulations, Wu Xian was more worried about having his brain eaten by evil spirits at home.

on the way home.

Wu Xian drove very slowly, observing the city.

This city is weird.

If I had to describe it, it would be monotonous and boring.

The buildings are all about the same height, and the style is relatively conservative. The colors are mostly light red, light blue, and other light colors. There are almost no bright colors. Signs saying "Xianwei City" welcoming you can be seen everywhere on the road. At first glance, the streets look like something that was copied and pasted.

There were a few places that caught Wu Xian's attention. First, there were an unusually large number of plastic surgery clinics in the city, with one almost every few meters, and advertisements about plastic surgery were everywhere.

'No scars, quick healing.'

'Change yourself and start a new life.'

'Say goodbye to the past and start all over again.'

But every clinic was closed, and the signs were all black and white. On the entire road, Wu Xian only saw one clinic with a pink sign that was open.

Sitting on the steps in front of the clinic was a fat woman with bright lips but pale skin. She was holding a pipe and her bulging eyes like goldfish were staring at Wu Xian's car the whole time.

Another anomaly.

It is a barber shop called "Perfect Hair Art".

There are bright rotating colored lights hanging at the door of the barber shop, and dynamic music is playing. The style is avant-garde and lively, which is out of tune with the whole city.

Wu Xian originally wanted to stop and gather some information here.

But just as he slowed down the car, he saw a customer who was getting a haircut suddenly bleed from his neck. His body was dragged by some invisible force into a room behind the barber shop that was blocked by a gauze curtain...

See this scene.

Wu Xian quickly stepped on the accelerator.

He has no ability to protect himself now, and must not be targeted by evil spirits at this time.

Just like that, walk, stop and look around.

It was a long time after dark before Wu Xian finally reached his home.

His home is a small building with individual households, surrounded by houses of the same style and green spaces of the same style. At first glance, everything is similar, with only the house numbers being different.

Wu Xian backed his car into the garage and just walked out of the garage door, he heard a dog barking.

I saw that the neighbor had a fat and strong black dog. The big black dog roared at Wu Xian, baring its teeth and making an attacking posture. If it weren't for the railing, it would have pounced on him long ago.

The windows on the first floor of the neighbor's house were open.

A thin man with a pale face and lifeless eyes was standing in front of the window drinking coffee.

Wu Xian was very annoyed by the noise made by the black dog: "Friend, can you take care of your dog?"

"dog……"

The man looked at Wu Xian, then at his home. Fear gradually appeared in his lifeless eyes. He screamed and quickly closed the window.

Wu Xianya felt a little sour.

It seems that this neighbor also has problems.

At this moment, another line of words appeared in Wu Xian's eyes.

【Enjoy your birthday, don't do anything beyond the scope of your family. 】

These words made Wu Xian sigh.

His irritability did not all come from the dog.

It's because of family.

He didn't have a normal family, he was raised by a sloppy old detective, so...

Wu Xian didn't yearn for it at all.

He even felt disgusted and was very resistant to the warmth of a family and didn't want to be polluted by this thing.

He endured the barking of the dog, hesitated in front of the door for a moment, opened the door and walked in.

After a while.

The neighbor next door came out quietly again.

He held the railing and looked at the window of Dr. Xu's house with fear in his eyes. There were large stains of blood on the transparent glass, which were slowly flowing down.

There was foam mixed with the blood.

Still very fresh.

(End of this chapter)