Paranoid and sick, he said I was mentally ill

In a blink of an eye, three months have passed.

A slender, hunchbacked figure appeared from time to time in an inconspicuous corner hundreds of meters away from the entrances of major hospitals.

This figure is just like that, begging passers-by for money, some well-meaning rich people will give some, while others glance at it coldly and with contempt.

And some other local gangsters, in a panic, took this slender little beggar as an object of venting, intentionally or deliberately making things difficult for her.

But for these, the little beggar has been silently enduring.

She didn't resist at all, and not long after, the punks also felt very bored, so they left on their own or in groups.

During these three months, Yan Yan has been using his current identity as a beggar to investigate Jiang Ran's traces and news, but there has been no news of it.

Finally, after three months of searching secretly, she got a very weak piece of news.

And the hospital a few hundred meters away is the eighth hospital Yan Yan has been looking for in the past three months.

Even though it has been so long.

But there are still quite a few people in country y looking for her whereabouts.

It's just that due to the strong demands of the people of the country and the many suspicions, the people under Shen Shujun's hands are no longer so blatantly searching for her whereabouts on the street.

Instead, they all turned to acting in secret.

Yan Yan didn't care about this.

Although in the past three months, the girl was almost found by those people once or twice, but she also avoided it with her clever brain,
However, it is not easy to take it lightly now!
If he is not careful, Yan Yan will fall into the abyss again.

And it's the kind that never turns over!
"Hey, little beggar, I call you..." Yan Yan, who was transforming into a beggar, was immersed in it and paid attention to every moment at the main entrance of the hospital not far away, but an untimely sound sounded in his ears in vain. Arrogant foreign English male voice.

The moment he heard the sound, Yan Yan's dark and lively eyes under Liu's eyebrows darkened.

Which bastard is so good at picking the time to come to her?
Forget it, one more thing is worse than one less thing. The most inappropriate thing for her now is to attract attention.

"What's the matter?" While speaking, Yan Yan raised his facial features slightly against his face that had been dirty for a while and looked at the visitor.

It was a black man who was many times taller than her!

I only heard him speak his native language, his face was not good-looking, and his tone was full of disgust, condescendingly looking at the messy and smelly little figure sitting on the ground curled up on the ground.

"This area is under my control. If you want to beg for food here, you have to pay protection fees, otherwise..." The man did not continue with the remaining words in his mouth, but chose to remain silent.

But he didn't say the last half of the words, but he showed a dark smile on the corner of his mouth.

How could Yan Yan, who had been in country y for a few months, not know the deep meaning of the black-skinned man in front of him?

Immediately, her eyes became darker, and she replied with slightly parted lips: "I haven't asked for the money yet, and I will hand it over to you when I get the money."

When Yan Yan said this, he was very low and calm.

It does not have the slightest hint of hardness in it.

But even so, the Hei Pi Jiankui man standing in front of her didn't listen to half of her explanations.

He kicked Yan Yan hard in the stomach.

Immediately, the person who kicked it was so painful that his face was as pale as colorless, and his dirty little face was wrinkled into a ball.

Beads of sweat flowed down both sides of the girl's cheeks, and her white teeth were biting the delicate flesh of her lips.

The bite was white, and there were marks that could not disappear for a short time.

A severe and indescribable pain suddenly came from the abdomen, and went straight to Yan Yan's nerve that most felt pain in her brain.

It hurts!
If it wasn't for the fear of attracting the attention of the people in the hospital, she would have revenged for the kick Yan Yan received in the abdomen!
"I'll ask you again, do you have any money?"

The black-skinned man stared viciously at the little beggar who had been kicked so pale by his own kick, and repeated the sentence he asked not long ago in a harsh tone.

After taking several deep breaths, the severe pain in the abdomen was slowly relieved.

With her colorless lips trembling slightly, she replied softly and resolutely: "Even if you kick me to death here today, I still have no money."

While Yan Yan was talking, he suddenly noticed three or four patrolmen walking over 100 meters away with his lowered eyelids.

With the existence of these people, the black man in front of him couldn't really kick her to death.

After thinking about it like this, Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The law and order in the entire country y is not very good, it is very chaotic, not as safe as in the country, and almost everyone here shows the characteristics of bullying to the extreme!

Guns-ammunition-ammunition, killing/people are all the most common.

It's like a common occurrence, it's so common that no one cares about it, and no one dares to step forward to care about it. Whatever happens can be solved with a little money.

The connections, background and identity that are most important here!
"If you don't give me any fucking money, I'll kill you today!" After hearing Yan Yan's words that he had no money, the black man immediately turned livid with anger, and cursed directly: "Did you hear that? Hurry up!" My money!"

While speaking, his body seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

Hearing the strange movement of the person in front of him, Yan Yan secretly raised his eyes and took a glance.

With just one look at Yan Yan, he knew why this man was so persistent in giving him money before her.

Turned out to be an addict.

He was addicted and wanted that thing.

But that thing can only be replaced by money. If you want to snatch it, you will end up worse than death!
It only took a few seconds to lose consciousness, and the normal black man who was standing still in front of him just now has changed his appearance.

He suddenly collapsed on the ground, shrank into a ball and then twitched, his eyes rolled up, foaming at the mouth, his limbs wriggled like a dead bug!
He looked like he was alive... When the people around saw this, they only glanced at it, and then went on with their own business.

Some don't stop walking forward.

A drug addict is not worth the time and effort they have to stop for it.

Seeing this, Yan Yan got up from the ground enduring the pain in his abdomen, and left before the three or four inspectors from a distance arrived.

She hunched over and walked slowly towards the hospital.

Holding a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, he kept waving it at the passing passers-by to beg for some money and food, so he didn't forget to lean towards the main gate of the hospital.

Yan Yan's actions are very natural.

It looks so skilled that it can't be more familiar!Therefore, almost no one paid attention to her.

Suddenly, a few large-sized cars stopped in front of the main gate of the hospital, and then a lot of people rushed out from the hospital; some of them were wearing uniform black uniforms, and some of them were He was wearing a hospital white coat.

And there is a lot of anxiety on their faces.

After a while, the main gate of the hospital was surrounded by many passers-by. Seeing this, Yan Yan immediately surrounded him with curiosity like the people around him.

It's just that she is standing in the middle circle, not in the outermost circle, nor in the innermost circle.

The location here is fantastic!
No one will notice her, and she will be able to see or detect some useful news for herself.

"Hey, brother, what's wrong with this hospital, what are you doing so mobilizing people?"

Yan Yan's brows and eyes were full of curiosity, and he asked in a low voice a man who looked a little peaceful who was standing beside him. (end of this chapter)