A Weird Theater That Started In London

Clover Psychiatric Hospital, the back kitchen powerhouse.

A dull-looking man is preparing dinner. He is wearing a fat apron and carrying a thick-backed kitchen knife in his hand.

Every time the blade collided with the chopping board, there would be a loud noise, and that posture was like dealing with killing his father and enemy.

The big ribs on the chopping board were quickly chopped into several sections, varying in size.

Not far away, a man in a chef's hat was eating, and a sharp box of rice was placed in an old plastic lunch box. He ate the rest of the oily soup with the mental patient and swallowed it.

"Man, the newcomer is here to report, you can't fool things, remember to put more good things."

Nurse Feng passed by the kitchen, shouted outside, and then left.

The cook did not answer. After eating three large boxes of rice, he stood up silently, walked to the cutting board, picked the ribs chopped by his partner, and put them in the iron basin.

"This patient is a little thin..."

"Um."

Then, bursts of fragrance wafted from the kitchen.

the other side.

In the dimly lit corridor, Dr. Bryan was knocking on the door with a smile on his face:

"Doctor Lu, I'm ready to eat. In order to welcome you, the chef has specially cooked some good dishes for you..."

Squeak.

The door opened.

At this moment, Lu Li's footsteps were vacant, his face was slightly pale, and there was half a cigarette in his hand, and he almost wrote the words "I'm in pain" on his face.

As for the sword crutch, he put it in the suitcase.

"what happened to you?"

With that said, Brian wanted to step forward to help, but Lu Li waved his hand and refused.

I saw that he first pinched his eyebrows, looking very painful, and then said with a virtual throat: "Stomachache, old problems, just finished taking medicine, sorry, tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Bryan guessed what Lu Li was going to say next, patted him on the shoulder, and replied in a deep voice: "It's okay, take a good rest for the night. If there is no major problem, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the hospital environment tomorrow. "

As he said, his gaze floated to the desk.

There are plastic plates containing capsules and pills, and there are traces of used.

Of course, Lu Li noticed this action, and a trace of pride flashed in his heart: preparing props in advance, this is the basic quality of an actor.

Not long after, a rickety figure left the room and closed the wooden door.

Silence was restored in the house.

"To be so relieved of the newcomer, really want to take me to contact patients?"

Lu Li muttered to himself softly, then pulled away the seat and opened the suitcase:

Sadhu’s sword disguised as a walking stick, two sets of clothes, a portable camera, compressed biscuits, canned luncheon meat, canned fruit, two bottles of canned water, pens, and notepads.

These foods can be saved for ten days.

Lu Li made a quick judgment and thanked the staff who prepared the luggage: The foundation was quite reliable at the critical moment and considered it very well.

"However, there is no way to communicate with the outside world. How do I deliver the message?"

Crunch... crunch...

The sound of chewing compressed biscuits sounded.

Looking at the cell phone that couldn't receive any signal, Lu Li shook his head. After less than half a day before entering the insane asylum, he encountered too many unintelligible problems:

Since there is no signal, how did Dr. Bryan post job information online?

Maybe someone is cooperating outside.

However, the mental hospital is isolated from the outside world, where does the food come from?

The investigators guarding nearby did not find that anyone had sent supplies here.

Is it self-sufficient?

It is unrealistic to think about it. There are not only doctors and nurses in this place, but also an unknown number of patients. If the number is small, it can barely be explained. Once there are more than ten people, there is nothing strange in it. Who believes?

At this point, Lu Li ate another compressed biscuit and was shocked.

About ten minutes later.

[Tomorrow's task 1: understand the working environment]

The sound of the pen rubbing against the paper reverberated in the room, and Lu Li began to make a plan.

[Tomorrow’s mission 2: Contact key character Sam Neal and find out why he infiltrated the mental hospital]

Immediately afterwards, the last paragraph was circled by Lu Li and a question mark was raised.

To be honest, in this weird place, he has prepared for the worst, maybe Detective Sam is really crazy.

Therefore, Lu Li added some content to the notepad:

[Tomorrow’s task (optional): contact An Yuexuan and find a chance to be alone with the couple]

This is a habit that Lu Li developed after entering the academy. He briefly summarized what to do next and wrote it down to extend his thinking.

After writing the three-line synopsis, he tore it off and put it in the inner pocket of the windbreaker to prevent someone from sneaking in during the day tomorrow.

KOKOKO——

At this time, the knock on the door rang again.

Why is someone looking for it again!

Although he was impatient, Lu Li suppressed all his emotions, stuffed the cookie box into his trouser pocket, and quickly checked whether the tabletop was clean.

Then he got up and came to the door, pretending to look sleepy.

Doctor Brian? !

The moment he opened the door, Lu Li was stunned, and subconsciously said, "What are you?"

Hearing this, the old doctor showed a kind smile on his face and stretched out his hand: "I have to eat something. We've left some food for you. Take time to eat some."

Two square aluminum boxes stacked together.

The scent of meat can be faintly smelted from it.

"Thank you."

Lu Li swallowed, pretending to be hungry, and took the lunch box.

Upon seeing this, Dr. Bryan smiled even more and turned and left.

The door gradually closed.

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the lunch box in his hand, Lu Li's expression was restrained, with a hint of mockery in his tone~www.readwn.com~ It seems that this meal must be eaten, but I am not blessed to accept it. "

As he said, he threw the lunch box away--

Open.

The footsteps are getting closer.

Doctor Brian went and returned.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Lu Li held the chopsticks in his hand and looked up in a daze.

"Nothing, I remembered it wrong, I thought I didn't bring you chopsticks."

When the words fell, the door closed.

This time, Lu Li waited a long time before putting down his chopsticks.

In front of his eyes, there are two dishes-

Bean stew, rice with mushroom sauce.

It could be seen that the back chef did put a lot of thought into it. Lu Li didn't know how it tasted, but he could smell the spices.

Pity……

I can not eat it.

On the side, there is a smartphone temporarily reduced to scrap, and the screen clock shows:

At 18:16.

It was getting late, and only one floor of the entire building was left with light coming out. The doctors and nurses were missing, perhaps caring for patients, or doing what they liked to do.

Anyway, Lu Li didn't know anything about it.

Tonight was his first night at the Clover Mental Hospital, and he was completely sleepy.

Sitting on the wooden chair, thinking about some miscellaneous things, try not to let my mind idle.

Tick-tick-tick-

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