"Have you got it?"

"Got it."

"Where are you hiding?"

"Crotch."

"It's really safe."

"Well, it's really safe."

After the old man Zhang's raid, decoration workers are very careful, nothing to observe the surrounding situation.

It's dangerous to come to a mental hospital.

If it wasn't for the high price, he wouldn't come.

No way.

Just the right meal.

Even if it's a mental hospital, what can it do? Can it hammer me to death for no reason?

That's what he thought before he came.

Now

It's better to be careful.

Quickly finish the work, get the money, eat a bowl of spicy hot, pressure shock.

After a meeting.

"Eh!"

The decorator turned over the toolbox and wondered where the hammer was. He remembered to bring it out. He had seen it before.

He grabbed his head and thought carefully whether he had just taken it out for use and forgot to put it back.

Get up and look.

"Where is it?"

"Can there be thieves in the mental hospital?"

Just as he was thinking about it, a very dull voice came from his ear.

"What sound?"

He stood in the corridor and looked at the end of the corridor. If he heard it correctly, the voice came from a distance.

Curiosity is a special way for human beings to die.

Like him.

Hearing the dull voice, I can't help being curious.

Gradually.

The dull sound coming to my ears is getting louder and clearer.

He can promise.

It's definitely ahead.

Until he came to the door of a room, the dull sound came to his ears so loud.

He looked inside curiously.

Just a glance, let the decoration workers like thunder bombardment, shiver all over, cool.

In the dark room, the curtain was pulled up, leaving only a corner gap

weak light, which made him see something he shouldn't have seen.

Someone was lying flat there, and another one was holding something and hitting each other hard. With the help of weak light, he found that it was his lost hammer.

Bang!

Bang!

There's blood spattering on the ground.

Old man Zhang seems to find that someone has seen it and slowly raises his head.

In the dark room, a ray of light shines on the old man's mouth and chin. Most of his body is hidden in the dark, and he can see a trace of outline.

Old man Zhang's mouth was full of smiles.

"You see that."

Decoration workers trembled, legs shaking badly, there is unknown liquid flowing down the trouser legs.

Poop!

He sat down on the ground, his expression changed from curiosity to fear, and his pupils were filled with horror.

"Ah

"It's killing people."

"Psychosis kills people."

"Help me."

The decoration workers yelled and ran to the distance. It was clear that no one was chasing them, but they kept bumping against the walls and patting the closed doors.

There are some unidentified nurses who are very confused.

When did another psychosis come? It seems that he is suffering from delusion of victimization. This type is dangerous and aggressive.

This event shocked Dean Hao.

Other people's decoration workers came here to repair, but they were scared to look like this. He wanted to see who was so bold.

It's just when I pass ward 666.

Seeing that the two were not there, their faces changed greatly and they hurried to the end of the corridor.

SA!

Dean Hao came in with the nurse, opened the curtains, and the room became bright.

I saw Lin Fan and old man Zhang sitting on a long stainless steel table, feet off the ground, shaking their legs, drinking soybean milk.

All over the floor.

"What are you doing?" Hao asked, separated from a safe distance in case of danger.

"Drink coke."

"Drink Sprite."

Hospital director Hao observed the surrounding situation and found nothing unusual.

The frightened decorator gradually calmed down under the comfort of the nurse. He was really scared. Seeing that there was no blood in the house, he was immediately relieved.

He swore to God.

In the future, whoever invites him to come to the mental hospital for maintenance will definitely slap him in the face. No matter how much money he gives, I will not go unless it is doubled.

"Dean Hao, I can't do this job. Give me the hammer and I'll go." Decoration workers said.

"Hammer?"Dean Hao frowned. It's a lethal prop. It's very dangerous to stay in a mental hospital. There used to be a mental patient holding an inflatable hammer to hit a nurse on the head.

It's a hamster.

If it's a real thing, it's going to be bloody.

After looking around, Dean Hao finally stopped at Lin Fan's crotch, took a deep breath, moved slowly, came to Lin fan, stretched out his hand, and said seriously:

"take things out."

Lin Fan blinked and said calmly, "I didn't take it."

"And what is this?" Hao said.

Lin Fan bowed his head and found that the handle of the hammer was tilted and the trousers were very high.

Lin Fan opened his crotch, looked down, released his hand, and looked up: "hammer."

"Here you are."

"Oh."

Lin Fan reached into his crotch and took out the hammer.

Dean Hao's heel moves backward, ready to run, "throw the hammer on the ground."

"Come and get it."

"Be obedient and throw it on the ground."

"No, you come and get it."

All of a sudden.

The two were deadlocked.

Director Hao felt that the danger was a little big. No matter what, he had to take the hammer. But now the hammer is held by a mental patient, and the lethality is a little terrible.

Today is February 29th.

He doesn't want to spend his birthday in hospital tomorrow, March 1st.

"OK, I'll get it."

"I believe you are a good boy."

Dean Hao takes a deep breath, stares at Lin Fan's innocent eyes, leans his body, slowly reaches out his hand, and his heart beats very fast. Until he touches the handle of the hammer and holds it tightly, he is relieved.

"Good boy."

No one knows what he went through in just a few seconds.

He's only over fifty.

It couldn't have been gray.

But if the spirit is tense for a long time, we can understand why it is.

Pop!

Pop!

The nurses applauded.

"The dean is great."

"The dean is a hero. If it was me, I would not dare."

Director Hao is smiling. Young people's Rainbow farts make him very comfortable.

"Well, let's all go back to their posts and work. The danger has been relieved. The lost things have also been found and scattered."

In the room.

Lin Fan and old man Zhang are left to drink soy milk and shake their legs.

"What's the date today?" Lin fan asked.

Old man Zhang picked up his sleeve, looked at the watch drawn on his wrist and said, "how about Rolex's?"

"How much did it cost?"

"Millions, drizzle, I'll give you one next time."

"OK, what's the date?"

"March 7th."

Lin Fan said calmly: "in another 12 months, I will leave for a while."

Old man Zhang said: "ah, you want to leave, where to go, can you take me, you know me, you can't leave me, they don't believe you, only I believe you."

He said.

Old man Zhang squatted on the ground, holding Lin Fan's thigh, pathetic way: "you must take me, OK."

Lin Fan looked down at old man Zhang, cracked his mouth and said with a smile, "OK, no problem."

old man drank the soybean milk happily. "This Baijiu is sweet."

"This is soybean milk."

"Coke?"

"Sprite."