Occupation: Psychopath

Inside the claustrophobic aisle corridor, the age-old chandelier flickered on and off.

　　Hysterical laughter, heart-breaking screams and the sound of fingernails scratching the door panels constantly resounded from behind the doors of the rooms with different numbers hanging on both sides of the corridor.

　　It was creepy to listen to.

　　The clamor filled every corner of the place.

　　There were also a few room doors among them that were always in a state of calm, but it was this absolute calmness that instead seemed so depressing in this dystopian environment.

　　Stepping on the white tiled floor, doctors wearing white coats with white cylindrical hats on their heads walked through this noisy corridor two by two with hurried footsteps.

　　Their faces were all covered by masks on their faces, making it impossible to see their full appearance.

　　However, from their bare eyes, which did not have the slightest change in emotion, one could sense that this environment that made ordinary people fidgety did not have much effect on them at all.

　　That pair of wooden eyes already said a lot, they had already gotten used to everything here.

　　...

　　Door number 0314

　　Inside ward 0314, the young man whose hands and feet were secured to the hospital bed with twine shouted in agitation, desperately struggling to break free from the ropes that bound him.

　　His haggard face reflected his intense resentment and anger.

　　This was visible, but what was not visible was the fear that was hidden in the depths of his eyes.

　　Beside the youth stood two figures in white coats.

　　They stood silently in front of the hospital bed, gazing indifferently at the patient lying on the bed, not at all moved by the patient's frantic yelling.

　　Even if the content of the patient's yelling is "I'm not sick, I want to get out of here, let me out, let me go ..."

　　Blah blah blah.

　　There are no mentally ill people who don't say they're not sick.

　　As for getting out ...Don't say that you are sick, even if you are not sick as long as you are in this mental hospital then you don't want to go out easily.

　　The two doctors looked at each other, and one gently nodded his head to signal.

　　Immediately, a white coat casually put the hands of a section of the stick to the side, the free hands will be carried in one hand blood-stained white medical box placed on the ground, and then half crouched on the ground began to skillfully drumming up.

　　Another person watched his colleague's behavior, and did not have any surprise and confusion about why a doctor would carry a stick with him, as if it was a matter of course.

　　For in his hand he also held an object that did not befit his professional status at the moment, a dusty old whip that had been stripped of its skin and looked like it had been used for a long time.

　　The eyes of the youth in the hospital bed rolled.

　　Horrified, he watched as the doctor, who was squatting on the floor and tinkering with his medical kit, removed a vial of medicine from the kit and used a large syringe to extract the medication inside from it, then stood up and walked in the direction he was heading.

　　Looking at the figure gradually approaching, the youth struggled more and more violently, his eyes growing wider and wider.

　　"No, no, no!"

　　"I'm not sick, I'm not sick, let me out, I want to get out of here!!!"

　　However, this changed nothing.

　　Looking at the youth on the hospital bed who was twisting his body frantically, the doctor holding the syringe frowned, having some difficulty in placing the needle.

　　Gradually, a hint of impatient sternness flashed across his face, and in the next moment, a heavy punch struck the youth's abdomen heavily through the thin blue and white striped hospital gown.

　　The youth's body instantly tensed up, his face twisted with pain, and his mouth opened wide.

　　The doctor took advantage of the situation and directly stuck the syringe in his hand on the youth's arm, not caring where it was stuck.

　　Then he roughly injected all the transparent liquid inside the syringe into the patient's body.

　　Slowly, the effect of the drug began to attack, the youth's thoughts began to become slow, the hands no longer struggle and resistance, even with the consciousness began to become blurred.

　　The silhouettes of the two doctors in front of his eyes changed from two to four, and from four to eight and twelve, and layers of heavy shadows ... appeared in his eyes.

　　This was the unknown drug injected into the body taking effect.

　　"Early so honest also don't need to eat anything bitter, really tm is a bitch ah, have to get a beating to be honest. Take back the syringe, the doctor responsible for injecting the drug said with great disgust.

　　"I've wasted my time on you fools!"

　　Said it seems not to be relieved, to the foot of the hospital bed is another ruthless kick two times, kicked the hospital bed creaking before stopping.

　　"Well, do not need to be angry for these brain problem pigs, not guilty. Speaking of which, this psychopath called Su Yi is still relatively worry-free compared to other patients, and has been here for some years, and usually does not make a fuss, so it always saves us a lot of heart.

　　Another doctor persuaded, said and added a sentence.

　　"But it's just that he doesn't always cooperate when injecting drugs.

　　His words were also full of insulting words that were hard to hear, and he had no respect for the patient.

　　"Hmph!"

　　The previous doctor's anger obviously subsided a lot, and seemed to have suddenly thought of something, an obscene smile suddenly surfaced on his face.

　　"Alas, have you heard, Old Li. 0324 ward inhabited a crazy female college student, is said to be a department flower, later want to go take a look. Although her brain is broken, her body is still good."

　　"College girl? Or a department flower? Tsk, that really needs to go and take a look. Just ... "The doctor called Old Li's eyes lit up at the words, but there was some hesitation.

　　"Just what, and not for the first time, the human model of what you are afraid of, when the time to play finished or the same old, really want to out of something directly pushed to these crazy on the line, with us can have anything to do with. Besides, into the here, out of the not go that is not our say ...."

　　The two of them recklessly discussed the inhuman things, did not avoid the young man named Su Yi on the hospital bed.

　　Listening to these dirty words, the young man Su Yi's eyes dark, this is not the first time he heard these nasty things.

　　But this time the suppressed anger in his heart has been difficult to control, seems to be clear about his future fate, knowing that in his own situation in this life will not be able to get out of this mental hospital.

　　He already knew too many secrets about these two morally corrupt bastards, killing himself wasn't so bad, but they would never let him leave here.

　　Thus, Su Yi did his best to open and close his mouth to spit out two words before the potion injected into his body completely took effect.

　　"Scum!!!"

　　The sound of these two words was neither too loud nor too small.

　　The two doctors immediately turned their heads at the same time, with surprise in their eyes, and more than anything else, undisguised malice.

　　"You unclear-minded pig actually dared to scold us?

　　This is the last sentence that Su Yi heard, when his consciousness was blurred, he heard the sound of the wind whistling, and at the same time, he also saw that a stick was chopped down towards his head, and then he completely lost his consciousness.

　　...

　　Inside an office, a white-gloved hand lifted a page from a roster book, and a gaze fell upon it immediately afterward.

　　It was simple, a computer-printed form filled in by a black ballpoint pen with columns of names from different people, and there was nothing else but a monotonous name.

　　Most of the names on the lifted page had been blotted out with a black pen of the same color, and were no longer legible.

　　One could only tell from the remaining names that had not been erased that there were both male and female names, and that they were not arranged in alphabetical order, with no order or specific categorization.

　　"Snap."

　　The white back silently walked out of the room.

　　The roster was casually thrown on the table to the side with a crunch.

　　On it, an ink stain that had not yet completely dried remained on a name that had been randomly scribbled halfway off.

　　That had obviously been left just moments ago.

　　The eyes moved down, and immediately below this name was another name.

　　Su Yi ...