The King of the City

If the death of the victim Zhou Ping was not caused by the patients or staff of the mental hospital, then the people in the big village behind the hill would still be somewhat suspicious.

The police's investigation efforts were not very strong. First, they found the village party secretary and asked the village party secretary if there were any mentally ill patients in the village.

When the village party secretary heard the police's question, he nodded, indicating that there were mentally ill patients in the village.

Then he pointed to the hill where the mental hospital was located, and said that several mentally ill patients in the village were being treated in the Anhe mental hospital.

The police also investigated whether there were any suspicious persons in the village. With the assistance of the village party secretary and others, the investigation work on this side of the village was proceeding very quickly.

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In Anhe Mental Hospital, after Miao Yunfei and Zhang Tianai left to investigate again, Lin Chen walked towards the playground of the mental hospital.

Jiang Yaxian naturally followed Lin Chen, but this time she quietly followed behind Lin Chen, keeping a distance from Lin Chen, her pretty face showed a thoughtful look, as if she was thinking about something.

The basketball court in this playground is on a cement floor, and all around the cement floor are lawns.

There were many cracks on the cement floor of the basketball court, and the whole piece of cement fell off in some places. It seems that the court has not been repaired for a long time.

The surrounding lawns, due to improper management, are not really green, and many grasses are bald, exposing the soil under the grass.

"Oh oh oh……"

More than a dozen mentally ill people were playing basketball on the cement basketball court. The basketball had faded and the rubber on it was peeling.

They were yelling, running around the basketball court, grabbing the ball, dribbling, and shooting unruly.

Next to the basketball court, many patients are sitting on the grass or on benches. Some are cheering for the basketball players, some are chatting, some are pulling the grass on the ground, and some are grabbing the grass in the grass. insect.

On this site, many mentally ill people were busy with their own affairs and immersed in their own world. The nurse did not tell them about the death of a person behind the dormitory building, and did not let them get close to it.

Lin Chen stood on the periphery of the concrete playground, looking at the dozen or so mentally ill people playing basketball. They didn't seem to be paired with each other. Playing basketball was just a word for them, rob.

After grabbing the ball, holding the ball, he excitedly rushed towards a random basket, and the people behind him chased him. When he was about to reach the basket, he raised his hand to throw the ball. Laugh very happily.

Lin Chen looked at these patients and stood for a long time. After a while, Jiang Yaxian came over and came to Lin Chen's side. She also looked at the patients who were playing football and said, "These mental patients, although they look stupid. , but they are happy."

"It's not all stupid." Lin Chen said: "They also have their own thinking. Maybe some mental patients look stupid, but they are actually pretending, maybe."

Hearing this, Jiang Yaxian was slightly stunned: "Pretend? What do you mean?"

"It doesn't make any sense." Lin Chen smiled, he walked directly, walked into the basketball court, and said to the group of mental patients playing basketball, "Hey."

After hearing Lin Chen's "hey", the mentally ill people who played football stopped. They looked at Lin Chen in unison, and were a little curious and puzzled about this person who was not wearing a medical uniform.

Lin Chen looked at them and said, "Can I play with you?"

After the group of mentally ill people heard the words, look at me, I look at you, and then a young man stood up and asked Lin Chen, "Can you play?"

"Of course basketball..." Lin Chen smiled and nodded.

The young man glanced up and down at Lin Chen again, and said, "Well, come and play with us, these guys don't play by the rules at all, if you can play, we will be divided into two teams, you lead the first team, I Lead a team, see if you can."

"Okay." Lin Chen had no opinion.

Immediately, under the command of this young man, the people on the basketball court were divided into two teams, one team followed Lin Chen and the other team followed him.

Among the mentally ill people behind Lin Chen, a few looked normal, one was grinning at everyone, and the other had some problems with his eyes, and he looked at people sideways.

With the young man's order, the game began.

Standing outside the basketball court, Jiang Yaxian showed a look of helplessness on her face when she saw Lin Chen playing with these mental patients.

Isn't this Lin Chen here to help Zhang Tian'an solve the case? Why didn't he collect evidence and play with them on the basketball court?

Jiang Yaxian stood outside the arena and watched for a while, when a man's voice sounded next to her: "Hello."

The sudden voice startled Jiang Yaxian. Jiang Yaxian quickly turned her head to look at the person who was speaking.

2.3 This is a man in his thirties with a pale face that doesn't look healthy.

In his hand, he held a small plastic stool that was somewhat cracked, and looked at Jiang Yaxian with a smile.

"Uh..." Jiang Yaxian responded, "Hello."

After hearing Jiang Yaxian's words, the man seemed very happy and jumped on the spot, then he handed Jiang Yaxian the stool in his hand and said, "Hello, this stool is for you, if you have a stool, you can sit on it. Here it is."

Jiang Yaxian didn't expect that this patient came here to give her a stool. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, he seemed to be interested in her.

The mental hospital was a place Jiang Yaxian had never been to before. She subconsciously took a step back and politely declined, "Thank you, but no need."

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"I give it to you, I give it to you, you want, you want..."

Hearing Jiang Yaxian rejecting him, the patient seemed a little excited. He grabbed the plastic stool with both hands and pushed it towards Jiang Yaxian.

Jiang Yaxian stepped back, so he moved forward and stretched out the plastic stool in front of Jiang Yaxian, but fortunately, he just asked Jiang Yaxian to pick up the stool, and didn't mean to touch Jiang Yaxian's body.

Seeing his anxious face, Jiang Yaxian wanted to accept this stool, she felt helpless: "I really don't need this stool."

"You are a good-looking woman, better than those nurses." The man in his thirties looked at the stool in his hand seriously and said, "This is given to me by my good friend, let's help the nurse to get one. When I was looking for something in the room, my friend gave it to me to sit, and he said he gave me the stool."

"It's a pity that he is no longer there. What my good friend gave me, I will also give it to my good friend."

With that said, he handed the stool to Jiang Yaxian again.

Inexplicably, she became a good friend of this mental patient. Jiang Yaxian glanced over at the basketball court. Lin Chen was still playing with the group of patients. thing.