Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The funds of the orphanage have been misappropriated. The lives of the orphans are bright on the surface, but the inside is very unbearable. The dean himself is a racist, and other staff have more or less bad habits. There is a lot of evidence to prove that the orphans in this orphanage have been abused, and there are many abnormal deaths of orphans. Most of them have mental disorders and may not be cured for a lifetime.

All in all, even if there is no terminal illness in Ranwenshu.com, the seven orphans are also in dire straits, not to mention all three girls are terminally ill.

What happened after that was not recorded in the document. However, this orphanage was finally burned, Zhenjiang died, and the murderer was Gao Chuan who had just entered junior high school. The remaining five girls were also over-frightened and mentally disturbed as a party. In addition, two of them suffered from a special terminal illness, so all six were placed in this closed hospital for treatment.

What is remarkable is that Gao Chuan himself was silent on the initial assertion that he was the murderer who killed Zhenjiang, and the evidence dug out mostly confirmed this. Nonetheless, the five girls who witnessed the scene described the situation at that time completely differently from Gao Chuan's confession and newspaper reports, and there were slight differences between their testimonies. Some said that Gao Chuan saved Zhenjiang, some said that Gao Chuan killed himself in self-defense, and some said that Zhen Jiang was the murderer of arson. This led to the conclusion of the legal approach. For many people, the real situation at that time was still a mystery.

The dry information in the document shows me a painful story. My mood is complicated, as if something blocked my heart and made me want to vomit. These children have names like me and those girls in my memory, but their fate is quite different. When I looked at the children in the photos, I felt like I was seeing the tragedy of strangers. All the sorrow, sympathy, and anger are based on the unbalanced mentality of all these strange children.

This is my past? It's ridiculous. I thought so, and heard my own chuckle, but the sound seemed to have been burned by sulfuric acid. In my memory, my childhood was so ordinary and happy, with parents and many friends, those laughter and warm words are like yesterday. To prove this, I tried to recall every sentence my parents said to me, yes, they stayed there honestly, but if I wanted to ask myself, what did my parents look like, I only saw two The vague face without any characteristics of Ranwen.com.

My hands began to tremble and I closed the file gently. I tried to make myself think of something else, but my mind was only pale.

"Gao Chuan? Are you okay." Dallas asked hesitantly.

I wanted to say something, but I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

It was so silent for a while. I patted the document and said to Dallas: "Can I keep this?"

"Uh-of course, if you think this is useful to you." Dallas began to be a little stunned, but soon said with a smile: "Hope these things are useful to you."

"Yes, it's useful." I rejuvenated him with a strong smile.

"So ... are we partners?" Dallas said with a tentative look.

I stared at him for a long while before reaching out with his stiff smile.

"Okay, partner."

"Very good, very good." Dallas shook me hard and rubbed his hands nervously. "I want to know your next step. You know, I must rescue the tie, if she is still alive, By the way, see if you can get some evidence. It must be big news. I know you must have something we need, right? "He stared at me and said," Crow, for example. "

"Yes, crow." I took a deep breath, first glanced at the window, pointed at the quark and said to him: "What can you see in that direction?"

"What?" Dallas was puzzled. He turned his head to look over there. After a while, he turned his head back, trying to see what was in my expression, and hesitantly said, "Window?"

Well, I know, he ca n’t see the crow. I was a little disappointed, but I did not show it on the face.

"Window ..." I coughed a few times, thinking about how to continue the conversation. Although Dallas handed over these documents to me, I still can't believe him completely. He said that he was once a fraudster and went to jail. Who knows if he is acting now? But I really need him to get more information now, saying that the transaction is good or the cooperation is OK. I decided to tell him something he would be interested in-such as a grave in a camphor wood forest and a desolate grave dug by someone .

I described to him what happened to me that night, whether he believed it or not, and focused on those strange and dangerous monsters. I don't know what Dallas really thinks, at least he seems excited on the surface.

"Oh my god, that's really exciting, I like it." Dallas stood up and paced excitedly. "Is it ghost revenge? I thought it was a plot that only appeared in horror stories ... that is Say, is there really something unclean in this place? "

"Maybe." I'm not sure, it's not strange that a huge enclosed hospital has a dirty side. Compared to why these monsters appear, I care more about whether the monsters I see actually exist, or are they just my hallucinations? There is also quark, only I can see it, what is going on?

"It must be clear that I have a hunch that something is going to happen soon." Dallas lowered his voice deliberately, but still seemed very excited. "Maybe these things are not born once or twice. They have experience in how to control, but this time. Different, because we are here, add some condiments at the critical time, then everything will be different from before. A sophisticated instrument will fail because of the existence of a small stone, all we have to do is that small stone "

"That's it." I made my request at this time, "I need you to figure out what happened to the corpse that was digged away? Is it the meaning of a senior in the hospital, or a small private action? Why should I do this?"

"Even if you don't say it, I will do it." Dallas said with a thoughtful expression, and suddenly woke up and asked me, "What about you? Continue to find the cemetery? Are you sure this is the answer?"

"Yes, I have 90% assurance." I said.

"How about I choose to go with you one day?" Dallas said: "It takes an opportunity to engage in intelligence, but your action can determine a time. I say you want to prepare, I will prepare, I will not drag you back. You see , I'm extremely strong. "He bent his arms and patted his biceps." Two people are more powerful than one person, aren't they? "

"I don't think so." I refused without hesitation. "You are only a scammer even if your limbs are sound, and I--" I nodded my heart: "I am a crippled warrior. I can Fighting, having experience, and being an expert in combat. I also do n’t want to consider whether you can keep up with it when I run away. That ’s not just a matter of running. ”

"Come on, buddy. You scared me last time, but this time it won't work." Dallas shook his head and laughed, as if mocking my arrogance. "You are just a child, look at your figure, I do n’t discriminate against anyone, but you have to rely on a wheelchair to walk. Are you a warrior? What war have you fought in? Well, you said you have a warrior ’s heart, but the real fight still depends on a strong and healthy adult "He showed his muscles again and said," I spend at least one hour in the gym every day. "

"So, do you want to try it?" I didn't care about him boasting of himself, but I still decided to give him a deeper lesson than last time.

"Try it?" He asked with a smile, it seemed that he didn't take the defeat of the last confrontation seriously, and thought he was bullying.

"Who was stiff last time?" I said sarcastically.

"That's different. I didn't even prepare for Ranwen.com at the time." Dallas argued: "Who knows that you are hiding such a dangerous weapon, I've been put through a hole here, do you know? Suddenly it came For a moment, no one can stand it, "he said more and more angrily, pointing to the forehead and saying," If I have a pistol, I will collapse you on the spot "

"Then we don't use weapons." I spread my hands, shrugged my shoulders, and said, "As long as you can put me on the ground, you will win."

"On the ground ..." He looked at me hesitantly, "No, that's too violent, knocking a child on the ground? Please, I'm already an adult"

"Well, since you are so persistent, as long as you can hit me, you will win." I said indifferently.

"One punch? Uh ..." He showed a hesitant expression, but he swung his fist over the next moment.

Obviously said that I was just a crippled child, unwilling to give a heavy hand, but in the end it used such a small means, really worthy of being a scammer. However, if he felt that the sudden attack could catch me off guard, he would be wrong.

After this period of exercise and the fight that night, the coordination of all aspects of the body has been in an excellent state, and the fighting consciousness is gradually awakening. Although the body is still sore, it is more than enough to cope with an adult who knows a little about boxing.

The moment before he punched, the rotation of his joints and the tightness of his muscles had revealed his intentions.

Dallas seems to have practiced boxing a little bit, but he just knows how to make punches, and even amateurs are not as good as his strength. This kind of straight going, without the slightest disguise and deception in the Ranwen Fiction Net, could not be easier.

I don't need to think at all. When will this punch be punched, how many punches will be punched, and where is the goal? Before these answers are counted in the brain, my body has reacted naturally.

I quickly turned the wheelchair with my right hand, changed directions through the swing of my body, and my left hand knocked **** the wrist of Dallas, and then grabbed the arm. When the wheelchair turned around and passed him by mistake, the hand was pulled by me.

Dallas immediately made a cry of pain, and the right hand of the punch fell straight down.

"Damn my hand, my hand is broken ..." He was pale and sweaty, and he was sitting on the ground and holding his right hand in a panic.

"It's not broken, just dislocated." I grabbed his right hand again and pushed his arm hard while he was still stunned.

Dallas yelled again, but he soon showed that his right hand was moving again. When he looked at me again, an awkward expression appeared on his face. For a crippled child, his previous tricks were not very authentic.

To me, he looks much more cute now.

"Do you want to do it again?" I asked comfortably.

"No" Dallas said firmly, and then resumed his embarrassed expression again, obediently raised his hand and surrendered: "Well, I admit it. Unbelievable, how did you learn this hand? You are just a child. "

"Come on, children in the Middle East and Africa know how to blow up the enemy at the age of ten." I pushed the wheelchair to the window and said, looking at the wind and the beautiful courtyard outside the window.

"That's different, you have been living in this hospital," Dallas muttered, as if thinking of something, "But since you have such a skill, then you said that you once rushed into the tower to save her Things should be true. "

"It's a pity that I don't have that memory." I turned back and looked back. Whenever people here talk about my "past", I always don't have the slightest sense of realism, and think they are talking about another person. That kind of feeling is very bad and makes people feel lonely, so I don't like the people around me talking about "the past Gaochuan".

"Okay, you don't remember ..." Dallas gasped and climbed up from the ground with his teeth grinning. "Just so, you go to the cemetery. I'll check the robberies. The next contact ..."

"Let's contact when you have progress." I interrupted him and said.

He made a loud noise, barely agreeing with my decision. If it were not for me to give him a painful lesson on the spot, maybe he was not so happy.

"Wait for my news, don't die." Dallas threw this sentence before leaving.

I stayed quietly in the girl ’s room, and the faces of the boys and girls in the file photo hovered in my head. I pushed the wheelchair to the girls playing cards and occupied the vacant position. The girl, also called Saki Ye, played cards one by one. When I picked up the cards in front of me, the girls stopped their movements and looked towards me.

"What about Dorothy?" I asked them what was hidden in my heart.

In the document, after the orphanage burned down, in addition to the death of Zhenjiang, a total of six people were admitted to this closed hospital. However, I have inquired that only four people including color are placed in this room. Fiction Net Dorothy. Gao Chuan's room is next to them, so Dorothy?

The girl named "Eight Scenery" reached out and seemed to want to take the card in my hand. Are they playing smokers? I thought so, spread out the cards in my hand. She did not hesitate to draw one of them, but she did not take it away, but showed the card in front of me.

These cards do not have the specific patterns of Ranwen Fiction Net, only one after another, one drop after another of abstract ink, the same is true of the card presented by the eight scenes. I focused on the face for a long time, but I couldn't see the reason, and I couldn't understand the meaning of her action. What does this girl called Bajing want to tell me? I turned my eyes back to her face, trying to see what was going on from her expression and eyes, but the beautiful face was still blank, and her eyes were still deep and empty.

The same is true of the other two girls. It can be inferred from the description in the document that they may have some psychological disorders when they first came to the hospital, but they can still speak. So, what happened to them, what caused them to become what they are today?

I felt breathing difficult. Of the six girls, one died, one had an unknown life and death, one had an unknown whereabouts, and three could not communicate normally. I have no evidence from Ranwen Fiction Network that this information is not forged, but if it is, if the boy "Gao Chuan" really has someone, then he is not my word, so where did he go? And I came to this world and replaced the existence of this boy. Does that mean I have to do something for them instead of that "Gaochuan"?

"What do you want to tell me?"

"Are you going to take revenge?"

"Are you trying to find your siblings?"

No netizen novelist answered.

I tried to take the card, and the eight scenes let go. I turned out of this suffocating room ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In the next two days I started to replenish my weapons and repair my own electric wheelchair, but most of the time, I surveyed the geography of this closed hospital over the mountains. I do n’t know why I insisted on secretly exploring the tomb at night, perhaps because the scene in the oil painting is night. This time, I chose to go to all camphor trees in a bright way to find the tombs hidden in it. Of course, including the well-known cemetery, there was no harvest at all. But I thought this should have been the result.

In addition, I also traveled to the outer wall of the hospital several times through the remote forest area. I would like to see if there is a literary novel network that may open a hole in the wall to open up the passage to the outside world. But as expected, it takes a lot of time to cut through this thick and high concrete wall with the tools at hand. In addition, in addition to the grid on the fence, the area near the fence does not have any shelter, and there are guards and dogs walking back and forth. People are allowed to approach the fence during the day, but at night, the security level of the fence area will be improve. In this way, a hole in the wall, or a ladder over the wall, the probability of success is almost close to freezing point.

I have thought about it many times, excluding the bright and clear entrance and exit from the main entrance. I really want to leave this hospital. The most likely way is to dig a tunnel in the woods to cross the high wall.

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