Hearing Chen Ge's question, the three people in the cage reacted differently.
The old man, whose face was covered in oil, licked his fingers silently like he was savoring the taste of something he had just eaten.
The woman's eyes widened, and she struggled inside the cage like she was a fish that had been thrown onto the shore.
The middle-aged man's reaction was the weirdest. Of the three, he was the only one who kept staring at Chen Ge.
"Why are these three people imprisoned inside this mental hospital?" Chen Ge first walked to the old man's cage. Inside the cage, there were two plastic bowls.
The old man noticed that someone was coming, but he was not afraid. He sat in the middle of the cage and sucked on the oil on his fingers like there was no one around.
"He's the one who was transferred here from the first sick hall." Chen Ge studied the old man for a long time and could not find anything wrong with him. "His hair is uneven, like someone used a knife to shave it. This hair should be newly grown."
Looking at the old man's hair, Chen Ge was reminded of the hair on the back of the counter at the nurse's station. Some of it was mixed black and white, so it should belong to the old man before him.
"This much hair has grown after being shaved once. Looks like the old man has been imprisoned here for a long time." At the time, Chen Ge had compared the length of the hair and believed that there were four different people who had been shaved, but there were only three people before him.
"I haven't found the last one."
Chen Ge's eyes scanned the woman before stopping on the middle-aged man. His hair was long and messy. "This person's hair doesn't seem to have been shaved before."
Chen Ge became more careful. Shaving appeared to be the killer's hobby; he was toying with his prey, but why would the killer leave the middle-aged man alone?
Does the middle-aged man know the killer? Or is he the killer?
Chen Ge was shocked by his own thought. At the junction between the first and second sick hall, Chen Ge had seen an unfamiliar face. It was an asymmetrical, twisted face.
To be able to move freely inside the sick hall and follow him, the twisted face should be the culprit, but now there was another middle-aged man. From the looks of it, there was probably more than one killer who imprisoned the victims.
Chen Ge tightened his grip on the mallet as a worst-case scenario appeared in his mind.
If everyone else in the Sick Hall other than himself was a murderer …
Of course, the probability of this happening was not high.
He thought for a moment and finally stopped in front of the woman.
Neither of the men had any intention of answering his question, so he tried to remove the pillowcase from the woman's mouth to see if he could glean any information from her.
"Don't be nervous. I'm here to save you." Chen Ge shook the lock on the iron cage. Without the key, if he only used the hammer to break the cage, who knew how long it would take for the three to be released.
Women seemed to have a natural fear of the living. As soon as Chen Ge got close to her, she would start to act up. She would whimper and shake her head in agitation.
"Calm down, I won't do anything to you." Chen Ge walked in front of the woman and was about to remove the pillow cover from her mouth when the middle-aged man behind him suddenly spoke.
"I advise you not to let her speak. She's very noisy."
Turning his head, Chen Ge saw a pair of dark and guarded eyes. It was unclear whether the middle-aged man was like this toward everyone or just Chen Ge, but there was a disgust that came from the bottom of his heart. It was as if what Chen Ge was doing disgusted him to no end.
"She's very noisy?" Chen Ge was not afraid of them talking; he was afraid that they would refuse to communicate.
As long as these people spoke, he would have a chance to get useful information from them.
"Yes, very noisy." The middle-aged man's tone was rigid like he was disgusted by talking to others.
"Can you tell me why? Has she been traumatized? "
Chen Ge asked two questions, but the middle-aged man refused to answer. It was not until Chen Ge reached his hand into the cage to remove the pillowcase from the woman's mouth that the middle-aged man said, "I don't know."
"What do you know? You don't know this woman, but do you know the old man in the first cage? " Chen Ge asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time. "Why are there two plastic bowls in his cage but only one in yours?"
"I can tell you, but I hope you won't let the woman speak. She's very noisy."
The middle-aged man emphasized that the woman was noisy. Chen Ge was curious, but on the surface, he agreed. "Sure, but that's only if you're not lying to me."
"I never lie." The man sat inside the cage and said in a low voice, "The old man's health is not good, and he has a bad temper. After his wife passed away, he stayed at home alone and relied on his son to support him. His son was a doctor. His salary was not high, but it was not a problem for him to support two people. But later on, no one knew what the old man was thinking. Under the matchmaking of others, he married a widow and became his wife. His son did not object, but he moved out and sent money to the old man every month. "
"Life is hard to predict. Not long after that, his son, who was a doctor, suddenly went crazy due to frequent contact with patients. He even injured a few patients at the hospital."
"His son lost his job, and the patients' families refused to let it go. They paid with all their money before things settled down."
"His son went crazy and needed treatment. A public mental hospital charged three to four thousand a month, and that was a lot for him to bear. At the critical moment, the hospital that his son used to work for stepped up and accepted his son into the mental hospital at a price that was much lower than the public hospital. "
"The former doctor became a patient, and his son's personality became more and more strange. Even after the hospital closed down, he was not cured."
"During the time his son was hospitalized, the old man's health deteriorated. When he got old, no one wanted him to work, so all the money he earned was donated to the hospital. The new widow also divorced him. "
"He told his son about his predicament, hoping that his son would pull himself together and overcome the illness."
"Unfortunately, not long after, his son bit someone from the same village."
"Once the illness acted up, his son's desire to destroy became very strong. In the end, the old man had no choice but to build an iron cage and lock his son inside. "
"That did not last long, and the old man fell ill. Forget treatment, he could not even feed himself. "
"The old man looked at his son, who would occasionally act up, and in the end, he made a decision."
"He would wait until his son acted up before he went to deliver water. He placed two bowls outside the iron cage, one filled with clean water and the other with rat poison."
"Life or death, he gave his son the choice."
The middle-aged man's face was cold. It seemed like he had not spoken so much in a long time, and his face was even paler than before. "That is why there were two bowls of water outside the iron cage."
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