Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 90: Psychiatric hospital

Afternoon, 15:00.

After closing the door of the psychological consultation clinic, Du Wei walked towards the Subaru parked on the opposite street with his bag on his back.

The storage cabinet he ordered has arrived. It has been placed at the door with a label on it. If there is a courier or a letter sent by someone else, it can be thrown in directly.

In this way, it can also prevent innocent people from provoking evil spirits at home

Now that Du Wei is using the mechanism of masked evil spirits to kill two evil spirits at once, the balance of the family has just been restored.

But the black shadow is an uncertain factor. Although it has always been obsessed with killing itself, when someone triggers the mechanism, it will directly kill people.

Like...the five heads in the attic freezer.

Cross the street.

Du Wei opened the car door, habitually put his backpack on the passenger seat, then started the car and rushed to the suburban mental hospital.

The sky is still gloomy, but the rain has reduced a lot, not as scary as before.

According to the agreement, James and the others should also set off at this time, and everyone will gather at the psychiatric hospital around four o'clock in the afternoon.

……

At this time, North Brook.

At the entrance of a small alley, three police cars were parked.

Further inside, Officer Tom and four of his subordinates were wearing raincoats, staring at the half-submerged corpses in the garbage dump with ugly expressions.

"Damn it, why does this corpse look so similar to Dr. Du Wei? Someone wanted to kill him, but he killed the wrong person? This murderer is too stupid, he has no brain at all."

Tom couldn't help cursing: "fuck! For God's sake, let me rest for two days. I haven't been to the red light district for a long time. If this continues, I'm really going to collapse."

Seeing this, the subordinate on the side said helplessly: "Boss, we have no holidays this year, and the matter of those cultists has not been resolved. In addition, the monitoring found that your friend Mr. Du Wei seems to have broken into the window. I bought a villa, are you sure you don't want to deal with it?"

Tom was stunned for a moment, and said nonchalantly, "Deal with it? What is there to deal with? That's it, there's nothing wrong with it anyway. By the way, the villa is sealed off by the way."

He is already very proficient in this kind of thing, preventing ordinary people from being exposed to such evil spirits, and leaving professional things to more professional people to do.

The subordinate had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and said, "Okay, besides, what about this corpse? The footage captured by surveillance seems to be a murder."

Hearing this, Tom nodded and said, "Take the body back, and take a photo and send it to me. This is a bit strange. I may need to meet and talk to Mr. Du Wei."

"Also, even if I don't have the chance to go shopping in the red light district recently, I still want to relax myself."

"Well, I think I might be in love."

……

On the other side.

Du Wei drove the car and left the North Brook area, heading towards the suburbs.

The fine rain hit the front windshield of the car, even with the wipers on, it looked hazy.

But fortunately, after arriving in the suburbs, there are basically no vehicles to be seen, and the traffic speed is much faster.

……

More than an hour later.

Du Wei arrived at the destination - Hill Psychiatric Hospital.

When he stopped the car, James and the others hadn't arrived yet, but at this time, the sky became more gloomy, and the storm seemed to be coming again.

At this time, as far as the eye can see, there is a large piece of wilderness all around, and a few huts can be seen faintly ahead, but they are obviously deserted.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a row of white buildings like the Hill Psychiatric Hospital, and the bus stop sign on the side of the road.

Looking up, a discordant building appeared in the psychiatric hospital.

The bell tower with obvious church style - the huge dial is at the top of the bell tower, which is the position of the four floors.

The time pointed by the pointer is exactly 16:30.

Du Wei looked at the electric railing at the entrance of the Hill Psychiatric Hospital, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and called James.

A minute later, the call is connected.

He said calmly: "I'm already here, how long are you still there?"

On the other end of the phone, James' tone was apologetic: "Mr. Du Wei, we may arrive later. The nearby roads cannot pass due to stagnant water, and we are trying to make a detour."

Du Wei frowned and asked, "So what should I do now?"

James replied: "I will say hello to the dean later, she will come out to pick you up, and then all you have to do is wait for us to arrive. Of course, with your adaptability, you can also consider first Investigate relevant information."

Du Wei said lightly: "Okay, I understand."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, then took the backpack from the co-pilot, and opened the car door with the umbrella in hand.

Hoo...

A gust of wind blew by, taking the umbrellas away.

"This kind of weather is not suitable for traveling."

Holding an umbrella, Du Wei entered the spiritual vision state while walking towards the Hill Mental Hospital.

Since there is a nun's head in this psychiatric hospital, it is absolutely impossible for everything to go well.

For example, the trip to the horror house, the original scary part was replaced by corpses and ghosts, and it is still blocked.

But what makes Du Wei a little strange is that.

In the state of spiritual vision, there is no difference between the entire mental hospital and what the naked eye sees.

There is no sense of depression, strangeness, or even the breath of evil spirits.

It's as clean as a paradise...

But at this moment, a dull voice suddenly sounded: "Please don't peek at my mansion, or I will ask the security to drive you out."

Huh?

When Du Wei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

At the end of the electric railing, that is, under the position of the machine, squatting a man in a hospital gown, with numb eyes, looking at himself quietly, his clothes and body have been soaked by the rain Wet, shivering uncontrollably from the cold.

"Are you a patient?"

Du Wei frowned and asked, and then felt that this was nonsense.

In a psychiatric hospital, the person wearing the hospital gown is not a patient, could it be a doctor?

And the man still said dully: "Please stay away from my mansion, it is my favorite woman, if you want to go in, you must get my consent."

Du Wei was silent for a while, and stopped talking to the other party.

Although psychologists and psychiatrists have some similar jobs, they are actually two professions.

One is a psychological problem and the other is a spiritual problem.

The most important thing is ~IndoMTL.com~ At this time, a woman about 60 years old came over.

She was wearing white overalls, holding an umbrella, and walked over staggeringly. She looked slightly hunched, and her left foot seemed to have been injured. Every time she took a step, her shoulders sank slightly.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Du Wei? I am the director of this psychiatric hospital, Taylor **Da."

Only then did Du Wei see her face clearly, her face was full of wrinkles, the edge of her left face was covered with burn scars, her ears seemed to have been burnt, and her outline looked very strange.

He narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "Hello, Dean Taylor, I am Du Wei."

Dean Taylor glanced at Du Wei, then set his sights on the patient next to him, and sighed helplessly.

Then, she said to herself: "This patient is called Martin. He was a rich man before, but later his wife cheated on another man and brought him into the villa. I don't know what kind of relationship was established in the end. , Not only did he leave the house, but he was also sent to Hill Psychiatric Hospital.”

She also said this to Du Wei.

So Du Wei asked curiously, "So he's not sick?"

Dean Taylor shook his head and said: "I wasn't sick at first, but I don't know what happened. I went crazy after I came in, so you'd better not get in touch with him, maybe you will go crazy for no reason."

Du Wei said noncommittally: "Most of the patients I deal with are strange, but until now, my mental state is very stable."

Dean Taylor, who was pressing the button of the electric railing, suddenly paused when he heard this.

She raised her head and stared at Du Wei: "The patient you contacted?"

Du Wei said with a normal expression: "Yes, I am a psychiatrist."