This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The second mental hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture.

Beichuan Temple, who had just taken a bath, took out his mobile phone and searched for information about the mental hospital.

This is already a small habit for him, and it can be regarded as a small investigation into this mental hospital in advance.

I have to say that the Second Mental Hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture is quite famous, and Kitagawa Temple just raised a hand to search and found many search terms.

He clicked on the entry casually, and sat down while wiping his hair with a bath towel.

Poor Nishikujo on the other side is still working **** fitness.

Although I don't know what is the use of her fitness, but Nishikujo feels sorry for being happy, that's enough.

The second psychiatric hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture is a large fully enclosed psychiatric hospital on the outskirts of Ibaraki Prefecture. The nursing conditions are good, the scenery is pleasant, and the patient recovery rate is good.

Looking at the pictures on the Internet about the No. 2 Mental Hospital of Ibaraki, Kitagawa Temple reached out and flipped through it.

Open-air outdoor playground, spacious single and parallel bars basketball playground, clean canteen, and patients wearing blue and white medical gowns.

Looking at it this way, the senses of this mental hospital are pretty good.

Beichuan Temple withdrew from the entry, and after thinking about it, he added the associated word ‘missing’ in the search bar.

Many entries were screened out, leaving only a few entries.

Beichuan Temple just wanted to keep looking

There was movement from the feet.

Beichuan Temple put the bath towel in his hands on his shoulders and looked at the pitiful Nishikujo who gently patted his calf, as if to ask her what she wanted to do.

Nishikujo pitifully jumped on the spot, and then pointed at his arm, the chubby arm made another pull-up movement.

What she meant was to let Beichuan Temple straighten her arm, so she could use Beichuan Temple's arm as a horizontal bar to do pull-ups.

Beichuan Temple straightened his left arm indifferently, pinched the phone with his right hand, and swiped the screen.

Nishikujo jumped up pitifully, and his two chubby arms stuck to the left arm of Beichuan Temple with a bang.

Beichuan Temple looked at the little guy with his feet in midair and doing pull-ups with no expression on his face. He didn't bother to care about her. He turned his head and continued to look at the information on the phone.

"The patient at the second mental hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture is missing? ’

"Dean Suzuki announces the countermeasures"

'Unbelievable? Wraith? It's not just the second mental hospital facing the biggest dilemma! It is also the biggest challenge for Dean Suzuki! ’

Beichuan Temple clicked the first news without even thinking about it.

The news content is roughly summarized as follows:

The two missing patients and a doctor did not announce their real names, but only used patient a, patient b, and doctor c to refer to it. At the same time, on this news, Suzuki also denounced the media that had maliciously hyped the matter recently and explained himself. Will work with the hospital to tide over the current difficulties and will surely protect the safety of patients.

"Well, it will definitely protect the patient." Beichuanji glanced at the pictures interspersed with the news, and the good face of Fumi Suzuki standing on the podium was full of stern colors.

Beichuan Temple is not so naive, just trust the people in charge of these clubs or hospitals casually.

Beichuan Temple pointed a finger and opened the third news.

The content of this news is much simpler. First, it roughly explains the current dilemma of the second mental illness, and then points out the embarrassing situation of Fumi Suzuki.

Fumi Suzuki is the second son of the Suzuki Pharmaceutical Group, and there is an older sister on his head. The two will of course have conflicts over future property disputes.

Faced with this situation, the Suzuki family seems to have decided to shift the results of the selection of the boss based on the business situation of Suzuki and Suzuki's sister.

In other words, if Fumio Suzuki's business situation is not good, his sister will inherit most of the property, and vice versa.

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder Wen Suzuki came to Beichuan Temple so quickly.

The protection of patients mentioned above is actually just a scene, and Suzuki Fumi is really concerned about himself most.

This is the routine of playing capital.

Beichuan Temple flipped through the remaining pieces of news and found that there was nothing worth paying attention to, and closed the phone page.

"Patients and doctors who can find traces of shovel resentful spirits that can appear everywhere in the hospital. That is to say, are the missing mental patients and doctors because of shovel resentful spirits?" Beichuan Temple touched his chin with an expression Some puzzled between.

Missing, which means it can't be found.

But the entire second hospital is so big, how could it not be found?

If you consider it in a reasonable direction, then the hospital has created a spiritual realm.

but

‘The creation of the spiritual realm requires a lot of grievances, and if the spiritual realm has already occurred, the number of missing persons should be far more than this.’

Thinking about it this way, the incident at the Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture has many unreasonable points.

"No matter what, I have to go to the Second Mental Hospital tomorrow."

Beichuan Temple thought about it and put down his mobile phone and turned his head to look at his left arm.

Poor Nishikujo was trembling with a small body, and his chubby feet were pushing up vigorously. The bloated body of the puppet seemed very difficult.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of Nishikujo, Beichuan Temple was silent for a while, and then said to her: "Poor, although I might hit you a little bit by saying this, I still want to tell you that it is impossible for a puppet to grow taller by fitness. ."

what? !

Hearing this sentence from Beichuan Temple, Poor Nishikujo suddenly turned his head, and his button eyes seemed to be full of incredible colors.

After a while, she seemed to have lost her dream, and fell to the ground from the arm of Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple shook his head, folded the bath towel on the other side, and then turned off the fitness program that had ended.

After he turned off the show, he saw Nishikujo rolling around on the ground with pitiful grievances.

The chubby dolls are rolling around.

But Beichuan Temple didn't bother to care about her. After turning off the TV, he took out the bed and laid the shop, and after a pitiful goodnight to Nishikujo, he went to bed with no expression on his face.

After all, Poor Nishikujo was just awkward for a while, what to do tomorrow or what to do.

In that case, it is better to sleep.

Beichuan Temple closed its eyes, leaving the puppet with a grieved face

The next day, at the door of the homestay.

"I beg you this time, Master Beichuan." Fumi Suzuki introduced Beichuan Temple into the commercial vehicle and said.

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple agreed indifferently.

In the same way, he was a little puzzled, why these people are just ‘Master Beichuan’ when they speak, and he looks like they are just high school students, right? Is it that old? He was only twenty-three or twenty-four years old in his previous life, and he has been calling him "Master Beichuan", which really feels subtle.

"I have arranged the specific matters. Maybe the Master will stay in the hospital for one night tonight. There should be no problem, right?"

When Kitagawa Temple got in the car, Fumio Suzuki sat down and asked.

Beichuan Temple nodded: "No problem."

He was originally to deal with this matter, since the shovel resentful spirit appeared at night, of course he also had to work the night shift.

Suzuki Fumichi heard that Kitagawa Temple agreed, and his expression relaxed: "That's good. I have to deal with the media later, so I will arrange for a doctor to take you for a hospital tour and the patients and nurses who discovered the situation. I have already arranged everything, and then I will see how Master Beichuan asks."

"I understand."

Beichuan Temple is still concise and concise.

The commercial vehicle drove quickly and steadily, carrying Beichuan Temple to its destination quickly

The second mental hospital in Ibaraki Prefecture.

It is different from the mental hospitals seen on the Internet.

Towering cold reinforced concrete walls, white buildings hidden behind large iron gates.

Standing at the door and looking over, the main building of the mental hospital is directly opposite, and the subsidiary building connected to the main building on the second floor is the line of sight to the left.

In addition, there is a sidewalk on the far right, according to Suzuki Fumi, that leads to the office building.

Surrounded by these buildings, the places farthest from the exit are outdoor sports fields and other places.

There was a hint of coolness in the air in the early morning, and I seemed to feel a hint of coldness in the internal organs after taking a breath.

"This is the director of the department, Shang Yuexiang, so she will take you to visit the hospital."

Fumi Suzuki kindly introduced the women in front of Kitagawa Temple.

Last Yuexiang wore a white doctor's costume, with a single ponytail, her eyes were meticulous, showing a shrewd and capable appearance.

Seeing Beichuan Temple came over, she walked over and greeted in a flat voice: "Master Beichuan, I will take you to check the situation. Please don't run around, so as not to disturb the internal work of the hospital."

There seemed to be a trace of impatience in her tone, as if she didn't catch a cold at all for hosting Beichuan Temple.

But Beichuan Temple ignored it, just nodded and followed behind the other party.

Separated temporarily from Fumio Suzuki, Kitagawa Temple followed Uzuki Xiang, his eyes drifting.

He hadn't seen it from the outside just now. It wasn't until he walked into the hospital that he discovered that this huge and constantly operating institution was like a prison.

The towering walls of the four sides blocked all the sights that looked out. The doctors talked in low voices, and occasionally glanced at them with cold eyes, as if they were seeing people as moving pieces of meat.

Stupid laughter came out from the ward from time to time, the unusually clean floor and snow-white walls, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air.

All this makes people feel unpleasant instinctively.

While walking last month, Xiang introduced to Kitagawa Temple: "Ibaraki Second Mental Hospital, this is the most suitable hospital for mental patients. Of course, some patients are very aggressive, so I told Master Kitagawa not to run around. "

"The first floor to the fifth floor are all the same structure. The difference is that the departments are different. I have taken Master Beichuan you through it. The next step is about the reactions of the nurses and the mental patients. But I think Master Beichuan should follow them. There is nothing to ask."

Last month, there was a faint sneer at the corner of Xiang’s mouth: “Inquiring a mental patient is a very skillful thing. I personally recommend Master Beichuan to skip this link. You only need to concentrate on removing the spirit. It’s not a good idea to waste time. You are not. Have you also accepted the money from Dean Suzuki?"

Faced with Last Yuexiang’s question, Beichuan Temple didn’t respond much. He glanced around and turned to Last Yuexiang with an unusually calm look: "Last Yuexiang seems to be very dissatisfied with me? Is it because I am worried that I will lie to Dean Suzuki? "

Before Yuexiang answered, Beichuan Temple said again: "According to your attitude, I will let Dean Suzuki pay me an extra payment afterwards. What do you think?"

Speaking shut, Master Beichuan, I'm worthy of you if you didn't bother you, and you still make yourself a scumbag?

"I" was blushing from being blocked last year, and then stomped the ground severely. After taking a deep breath, she returned to her initial cold and capable state: "Next, I will take you to the patients and nurses. The room you are in."

After leaving this sentence, Last Yuexiang stepped forward.

Seeing the other person leaving, Beichuan Temple also shook his head in his heart.

How on earth did Last Yuexiang become the director of the department? So young and impulsive, she doesn't have the qualifications at all.

Beichuan Temple didn't bother to think about these issues, after all, he came here to remove the spirit, not to be angry.

He followed Last Yuexiang's pace, and the two of them came one after another into a room similar to the size of a conference room. ’

Strictly speaking, this room is not a meeting room, but an activity room for the patients.

In this activity room, which has almost been vacated, there are already two female nurses and three mental patients waiting in advance.

"This is Master Beichuan, Master Beichuan invited by Dean Suzuki, these two are the female nurses who discovered the abnormality the day before yesterday, the Shangyuan nurse and the Takajo nurse."

The nurse in Shangyuan has a round face and a medium figure, while the nurse from Gaocheng on the other side is tall and docile.

"Hello." Beichuan Temple said hello.

"Ah hello, Master Beichuan."

The two nurses looked very kind, not knowing how much better the attitude of Shang Yuexiang beside Beichuan Temple.

After several people greeted each other, Beichuan Temple asked:

"Shangyuan Nurses and Gaocheng Nurses, I heard that when the abnormality was discovered, you were on duty together, right?"

"Yes." Nurse Shangyuan nodded and replied: "At that time, Nurse Gaocheng and I had just inspected all the wards and were ready to return to work. But when we passed the pharmacy, we found that there was something wrong with it, so we went to check the situation."

"Not bad." Nurse Gaocheng also spoke, and a look of fear flashed across her face: "Because the pharmacy didn't turn on the lights at the time, Nurse Shangyuan and I just stood at the door to check, so we escaped. "

The surrounding air seemed to be getting colder. Nurse Gaocheng reluctantly swallowed saliva: “In front of the medicine cabinet, Nurse Shangyuan and I saw the man carrying the blood-stained shovel not very clearly.”

"The ‘person’ made an abnormal and distorted sound, and when he saw the two of us, he turned his head and stuck it firmly on the glass window of the pharmacy and looked at us."

"It's impossible for me and Nurse Shangyuan to forget those eyes even in the dark."

The nurse in the garden covered her mouth, and she seemed to be suffocating in her stomach just thinking of the horrible and weird scene at that time.

"Bloodshot resentful eyes stuck to the glass mouth, and something disgusting even slipped down. Those eyes just looked at us like this."

The voices of the two nurses were broken and stretched strangely in the air.

The strange cold air overflowed in the activity room.