Chapter 251 Notes from Bedlam Asylum (I)

At 11:05 a.m. Beijing time, in compartment No. 7 of carriage No. 7 on a ghost train heading to London.

The anti-dog bent slightly, lowered his eyes, and said as he turned the pages of the Bible: "Before we reach the asylum, let me briefly review our goals."

The train was rumbling through the tunnel, and the dim wall lamps lit up the windows, reflecting the figure of Fan Dog. He had already changed into a set of hospital gowns - the origin of this hospital gown was not simple, with the logo of Bedlam Lunatic Asylum on it, which was specially prepared for the next work.

Ke Mingye held his chin in his hand and said casually without raising his head: "We found the leader of the anti-super-human organization called 'Revolutionary Evening Bell' in London, right?"

"That's right." Fanquan nodded.

Orange Peel held the sword Muramasa against his chest, his left hand pressing the hilt on his shoulder, his right hand touching the scabbard. He said nonchalantly, "This man's code name is two English letters - 'TK'. He has been using this code name when he was secretly communicating with the outside world in Bedlam Hospital."

Fanquan pushed his glasses and said, "I have wondered before what the code name 'TK' means, and whether it is related to his identity, but then I felt that it was meaningless. If his code name had any meaning, someone would have guessed it long ago. After all, according to Caibing's information, just a few days ago, the Control Bureau captured a member of the 'Revolutionary Evening Bell', and that member has confessed one thing: their organization leader 'TK' is hiding in the Bedlam Lunatic Asylum, and he contacts the organization every Sunday, so the intelligence the Control Bureau has is basically the same as ours."

"Ah?" Ke Mingye was stunned. "Is this true? Then wouldn't our 'One-Day Tour to Bedlam Lunatic Asylum' be even more damn dangerous and one-way trip?"

"Not bad." Fanquan said, "Since TK has not been caught for so many years, it means that he does have certain abilities. It will not be easy for the Control Bureau to find him from the mental hospital in a short time."

"If the Control Bureau can't do this, how can you guarantee that you can find him in the mental hospital?"

“An objective and rational self-confidence based on self-awareness.”

"Okay, you are indeed a cultured person."

Ke Mingye rolled his eyes, his mind replaying the heroic deeds of this psychopath who ran to his doorstep and was almost caught by his second brother.

Anti-Dog said: "Next, let's talk about the structure of the asylum. Although it is called an 'insane asylum' on the surface, the structure of this building is not much different from that of a prison. The difference between the two is that ordinary prisons are used to detain normal criminals and superhuman criminals; Bedlam Asylum is used to detain superhumans who have mental illnesses and extremely powerful superpowers to prevent them from endangering society."

"Okay sir."

Ke Mingye leaned against the window, playing with his mobile phone casually, and replied casually.

"I understand." said Orange Peel.

Fan Quan continued, "The patients in the mental hospital are divided into four danger levels: S (extremely high risk), A (high risk), B (medium risk), and C (mild risk). Correspondingly, they are detained in S-level wards, A-level wards, B-level wards, and C-level wards. What I have to do is to replace a C-level patient, blend in with the patients, and enter the C-level ward."

Orange Peel asked, "So are there levels for caregivers and supervisors?"

"Nurses don't have ranks," Fanquan said, "but supervisors do. Supervisors are responsible for directly looking after patients. The more dangerous the ward, the stronger the supervisor hired."

Ke Mingye thought for a moment, raised his eyes from his phone and asked, "So my task is to replace a supervisor of a Class C ward and deal with you in the Class C ward, right?"

"That's right." Fanquan said, "The patients and supervisors in the C-level wards are not particularly dangerous. They are within our ability to deal with, so there is no need to worry about encountering any monsters."

"Hey, why didn't you say so earlier..." Ke Mingye sighed, "I was worried that I would be slapped to death by some hidden boss who was like a sweeping monk. Now that they are just trash, it's fine."

"So, because care workers have no rank, and their work intensity and confidentiality are not high, are they allowed to go home every day?"

Orange peel was thoughtful.

"Yes."

"I see. It looks like my job this time won't be difficult." Orange Peel smiled.

"Just pretend to be a nurse, don't reveal any flaws, and be ready to meet me and Spider-Man at any time."

Anti-Dog paused for a moment and said, "According to Caibing's investigation, on this day of every month, the supervisor of the mental hospital would use a truck to bring a new batch of 'low-risk patients' into the hospital via a hidden route. The patients were delivered in two batches: we were too late to intercept the first truck, but we could stop the second truck."

He paused and said, "Class C patients are treated with less attention. When the asylum escorts them, they will inject sedatives into them, put on straitjackets for them after they fall asleep, and then let ordinary supervisors take them to the asylum in a large truck.

"Spider-Man and I will ambush them on their route in advance and intercept the truck. Spider-Man will replace one of the ordinary supervisors and I will replace one of the patients in the back of the car. That's how we sneak into Bedlam Asylum."

"What about the other supervisor on the bus?" asked Orange Peel.

"I'll try to brainwash him. My skills for today are already cut out, and the countermeasures for each situation are very clear."

As he spoke, Fan Quan showed the three paper figures in his sleeves. The paper figures were holding Fan Quan's wrists and mumbling something.

Ke Mingye took a sip of his drink and confirmed again: "So we have to split into two groups?"

Anti-Dog nodded and said, "Yes, Orange Peel will first find the residence of a nurse in the mental hospital, knock him out and tie him up, then replace him and go into the mental hospital. We will intercept the truck carrying the patients."

"So where's Miss Ice?" asked Orange Peel.

Anti-Dog replied: "'Bedlam Lunatic Asylum' is almost entirely managed by the Control Bureau, just like 'Anskaban Prison'. So Cai Bing can use the authority of the Control Bureau to hack into the monitors of some low-level wards, as well as the databases of low-risk patients and supervisors."

He paused. "Even inside the asylum, our privilege as players still exists: that is, to communicate using the chat panel... Because of this, Cai Bing can be of great help in our actions. Remember to keep in touch with her and call her as soon as you need her."

【A message came from the discussion group. 】

[Cai Bing: That’s it, meow.]

[Failed Man: Can an old woman please stop being cute? I am physically uncomfortable.]

[Cai Bing: You can take care of yourself later. I will mainly take care of Orange Peel and Fan Dog.]

【Failed Man: Private Marseille.】

[Orange Peel: Miss Ice Cutter is amazing. I admire her so much.]

[Cai Bing: Thank you for the compliment, but that pretty boy trick won’t work on me.]

[Orange Peel: That’s not true. My compliment is sincere.]

"The train has arrived at London Station." A restrained and distant voice like disinfectant echoed in the carriage.

"Let's go."

Fan Quan said this as he stood up and closed the book.

"and many more."

Before leaving the train, Ke Mingye suddenly stopped and said this.

Orange Peel and Fan Dog turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

As the two people cast their gazes at him, Ke Mingye took out the "Language Expertise Card" he had drawn earlier from his bag and chose English and Japanese.

[Used a "Language Expertise Card" and learned the languages ​​"English" and "Japanese". ]

It was 4:20 in the morning, London time, on a remote path surrounding the mountains.

As two rows of car lights shone from the corner, lighting up the fallen leaves on the road, a heavy truck slowly approached from a distance. The rumble of the engine tore through the dead silence of the night.

Under the street lights, you can clearly see two numb faces in the front compartment of the truck. They are wearing black uniforms of insane asylum supervisors, staring straight ahead with dead fish-like eyes.

But at this moment, on the usually deserted path, the street lamp suddenly illuminated an eye: a gorgeous, deep pink-purple giant eye.

[D-level skill: Eye of Medusa]

The next moment, the two people sitting in the driver's seat and the passenger seat froze in place at the same time, their bodies were slowly covered by the cold stone layer, and then they remained motionless, as if they had turned into stone sculptures.

Suddenly, a spider silk shot in from the car window and pulled the person in the passenger seat out of the car.

Then the door on the other side was opened, and a man in hospital gown holding a Bible whispered to the supervisor who was petrified on the spot: "Absolutely spiritual."

As soon as he finished speaking, a paper figure hidden in the man's sleeve slowly disappeared.

Instead, the overseer's body slowly recovered from its petrified state, but his eyes slowly became dull.

Seeing this, Fanquan looked up at Ke Mingye who was changing his clothes on top of the truck and asked, "Are you okay?"

"All right."

As Ke Mingye spoke, he descended from the top of the truck and stepped onto the road. At this moment, he had already changed into a black insane asylum supervisor uniform, a black employee hat on his head, a human face mask on his face, and even contact lenses and fingerprint leather gloves. He walked to the back of the truck, removed the latch, and opened the door of the back. Then he could see more than a dozen patients who had been injected with sedatives and sleeping pills. They were tied up tightly with restraints and fell in a mess in the car. At this time, none of the patients had their eyes open.

"Who are you going to replace?" Ke Mingye turned his head and glanced at Fanquan.

"The one in the middle." said Anti-Dog.

"learn."

As Ke Mingye spoke, he raised his right hand, lowered his wrist and shot out a spider web, which stuck to the body of the patient in the middle, and he quickly pulled it out and carried it on his shoulder.

Fanquan put on a human face mask similar to that of the patient, walked into the middle of the carriage, took his place, and then whispered to himself: "Knowledge and action are one... quickly enter a deep sleep state, but wake up automatically if you encounter danger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second paper figure in Fanquan's sleeve also disappeared.

At the same time, he lost consciousness in an instant, his head drooped, and he blended into the group of patients without any abruptness.

Seeing this, Ke Mingye closed the door of the rear compartment and bolted it.

Then he leaped up and easily jumped onto the top of the truck, put the patient off his shoulders, and stuck him to the overseer he had just caught with the spider web.

Then Ke Mingye turned his head and looked around, and what he saw was a bottomless dark forest.

He put one hand on his waist and thought carefully: "Where should I hide them?"

Not long after, after hiding the two men in the woods, Ke Mingye returned to the truck, climbed into the passenger seat, and slammed the door.

At this moment, the supervisor in the main driver's seat was still in a trance. But within a short while, his eyes slowly regained their luster, and his expression gradually became lively.

"What happened to me just now?" he asked in English.

Ke Mingye used the ability of the trick puppet to change his vocal cords, imitating the voice of the supervisor in the passenger seat who was kidnapped by him. He lowered the brim of his hat, looked at him sideways, and asked:

"Dude, have you had too much to drink?"

The supervisor raised his hand to his forehead, frowned, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and was suddenly startled.

"Damn it, we have to drive faster!" he said as he started the truck's engine and continued to move forward.

One hour later, inside Bedlam Asylum.

Cold... shaking... the light that pierces my eyelids.

Fanquan frowned and woke up slowly.

The smell of disinfectant filled his nose, as if he was in a hospital. The weight on his nose was gone, indicating that his glasses had been taken off: Fortunately, the superhumans' vision was already beyond that of ordinary people, and if the glasses he wore at the beginning had the effect of correcting his vision, then later on they only served to conceal it.

He propped up his heavy eyelids, but because his neck was fixed by a restraint, he couldn't turn his head and his vision was limited.

Looking down, he saw his body being tied up with restraints on the operating table.

Under the pale light, he squinted his eyes and looked straight ahead.

He saw a nurse in a blue uniform and a mask on his face holding a thin booklet in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, writing something down and glancing down at him from time to time.

If things go as expected, this is the "baptism" that every patient must undergo before entering the mental hospital, with all kinds of gene inhibitors and superpower inhibitors. If your ability is beyond the scope of superpowers and mutants, you will be directly injected with sedatives and fast-acting sleeping pills, so that you will spend years alternating between "drowsy" and "sleeping like a pig".

In addition, if your danger rating is higher, such as the highest-rated S-level patients in a mental hospital, the asylum's caregivers will even inject nanomachines into their bodies, relying on the nanomachines in their bodies to monitor and manipulate their physical condition 24 hours a day to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Anyway, I'm going to torture you until you don't have any superhuman physical signs.

At this moment, it stands to reason that as long as the caregiver touches Fan Quan's face, she will soon find that Fan Quan is wearing a human face mask.

However, Anti-Dog is not worried about this happening:

——Because the caregiver in front of him was played by Orange Peel, this moment was part of his plan.

【Good Orange Peel: Are you okay? 】

【Anti-dog: No big deal. 】

【Good Orange Peel: Okay, then I’ll let you go. 】

"No problem, next one."

The nurse spoke in a pinched voice as he untied the dog and transferred him to another bed equipped with wheels.

Then, the supervisor at the door came over, pushed the mobile bed, and silently took the dog out of the room.

[Failed Man: You look terrible when you sleep.]

[Anti-dog: You are quite humorous. ]

Not long after, Ke Mingye pushed the mobile bed and brought the anti-dog to the C-level ward.

I have to say that the atmosphere of this building is really eerie and dark, and it doesn't feel like a "hospital" at all. The most direct impression it gives people is that it is a prison for death row inmates.

He got on the elevator and selected the fourth floor on the elevator operating panel. Not long after, Ke Mingye pushed the dog out of the elevator. Looking around, he saw two rows of wards that looked like a prison.

He pushed the mobile bed to the bottom, carried the dog on his back, and then opened the door of the ward with the key.

Not only the ward and the corridor, but even the ward itself was as dark, eerie, and depressing as every stereotypical prison cell in the movies. There were only two beds, a toilet, and a TV hanging from the ceiling to prevent direct contact. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

But it is also possible that it is only 4:40 in the morning London time, the patients are resting, and the lights in every ward are turned off, so it looks so eerie and strange.

"The effect of the anesthetic has almost disappeared." Ke Mingye said in a cold voice, "Patient C-109, Gu Zhenning, this is the ward where you will stay for the next period of time, take care of yourself..."

"I can walk by myself, you don't need to carry me."

Fan Quan spoke weakly, struggled to land on his legs, and walked into the ward tremblingly.

Ke Mingye snorted teasingly, lowered the brim of his supervisor's hat with his left hand, and was about to close the door of the ward with his right hand.

However, at this moment, the rustling sound of turning pages came from the shadow of the ward.

He was stunned at first, then suddenly raised his eyes and looked at another thin figure in a hospital gown who had been sitting in the shadows deep in the ward.

At the same time, Fanquan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the man's existence.

What caught my eye was a pale, elegant European man with two upward scars on the corners of his mouth. He had messy black hair and was reading a book with his eyes lowered. His expression was strange, as if he was smiling but not smiling.

"This foreigner is really scary..." Ke Mingye thought, "He got up at four in the morning to read."

As he was thinking about it, the man's superhuman face mask slowly appeared in his eyes.

[Codename: Black Judge]

【Name: Ke Yinzhi】

[Danger Level: A++]

Ke Mingye and Fan Quan were both slightly stunned at the same time, and the next moment, their breathing almost stopped - especially Ke Mingye. If he was not wearing a human face mask and the surrounding lights were dim, his dull expression would be very obvious.

At this moment, the thoughts in the two people's minds were highly consistent, without the slightest deviation.

In an instant, they used their minds to summon the chat panel to communicate.

【Failed Man: Oh my god, oh my god, fuck, if it’s not my brother, why is my brother in such a damn place?!】

[Anti-dog: I fucking want to ask you, why is the Black Judge in a place like this? ]

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