Ibaraki Prefecture Second Mental Hospital.

Kitakawaji, who had just finished taking a shower, took out his cell phone and searched for information about this mental hospital.

This was already a little habit of him, and it was also a preliminary investigation into this mental hospital.

I have to say that the Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture is quite famous, and Kitagawaji just raised his hand to search and many search items popped up.

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

On the other side, Nishikotsu is still working hard to exercise.

Although I don’t know what it is for her to exercise, Nishikotsu felt sorry for herself and that would be enough.

The Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture, a large fully enclosed mental hospital located outside Ibaraki Prefecture. It has good nursing conditions, pleasant scenery, and good patient recovery rate.

Looking at the photos of Ibaraki Second Mental Hospital on the Internet, Kitagawaji stretched out his hand and flipped it out.

Open-air outdoor activity venue, spacious single and double bar basketball stadium, clean canteen, and patients wearing blue and white striped sick clothes.

Just look at it, this mental hospital gives people a good sense.

Kitakawaji quit the entry, thought about it, and then added the association word "missing" in the search bar.

Many entries were screened out, leaving only a few.

Kitakawaji was about to continue watching

There was movement at my feet.

Kitagawaji put the bath towel in his hand on his shoulder and looked at Nishikojo who gently patted his calves, as if he wanted to ask her what she wanted to do.

I saw Nishikotsu jumping on the spot, then pointing to his arm, and the round arm made another pull-up action.

Her meaning should be to let Kitakawaji stretch her arms out, so she can use Kitakawaji's arms as a horizontal bar for pull-ups.

Kitakawaji stretched out his left arm indifferently, pinched his phone with his right hand, and slid the screen.

Nishikojo jumped up pitifully, and his two round arms stuck to Kitagawaji's left arm with a "pop".

Kitakawaji looked at the little guy stomping his feet in the air and trying to do pull-ups. He was too lazy to care about her, so he turned around and continued to look at the information on his phone.

‘The patient at the Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture is missing?’

‘Dean Fumi Suzuki announced the countermeasures’

‘Strange talk? Resentful spirits? Not only is the biggest dilemma facing the Second Mental Hospital! It is also the biggest challenge for President Suzuki at present!’

Kitakawaji clicked on the first news without thinking.

The news content is summarized as follows:

The two missing patients and one doctor did not announce their real names, but only referred to patients a, patient b, and doctor c. At the same time, in this news, Suzuki also scolded the media that maliciously hyped this matter recently, indicating that he would overcome the current difficulties with the hospital and would definitely protect the safety of the patients.

"Well, I will definitely protect the patients." Kitagawaji took a look at the pictures interspersed with news. The good man Suzuki Fun standing on the podium was full of grim expressions.

Kitakawaji is not that naive and just casually believes the people in charge of these companies or hospitals.

Kitakawaji pointed his finger and opened the third news.

The content of this news is much simpler. First, it roughly illustrates the current dilemma facing the Second Mental Illness, and then points out the embarrassing situation of Suzuki Fumi.

Suzuki Fumi is the second son of the Suzuki Pharmaceutical Group, and he has an older sister. The two of them have certainly conflicts over future property disputes.

Faced with this situation, Suzuki Dangjia seemed to have decided to shift the results of the choice of Suzuki and Suzuki's sisters to the industry management situation.

In other words, if Suzuki Fumi's business conditions are not good, his sister will inherit most of the industry, and vice versa.

Thinking of this, it’s no wonder Suzuki Fumi came to Kitagawa Temple so quickly.

The protection of patients mentioned above is actually just a scene. Suzuki Fumi is indeed the one who cares most.

This is the routine of playing capital.

Kitakawaji looked through the remaining news and found that there was no more content worth paying attention to, so he closed the mobile phone page.

"The patients and doctors who can find their traces in the shovel vengeful spirits that appear everywhere in the hospital, that is, are the missing mental patients and doctors all because of the shovel vengeful spirits?" Kitakawaji touched his chin, with a little puzzled expression.

Missing, that is, it cannot be found.

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

If you think in a reasonable direction, it means that the hospital has produced a spiritual realm.

But

‘The creation of the spiritual realm requires a lot of resentment. Moreover, if the spiritual realm has been produced, the number of missing people should be far more than this’.

Thinking about it this way, there are many unreasonable aspects in the incident of the Second Mental Hospital of Ibaraki Prefecture.

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

Kitakawaji thought about putting down his cell phone and turned his head to look at his left arm.

Nishikotsu was trembling with his little body, and his round feet were pushing up hard. The bloated doll body seemed very difficult.

Looking at Nishikotsu's poor appearance, Kitagawaji was silent for a while, and still spoke to her: "Poor, although I might have a bit of a blow to you, I still want to tell you that it is impossible for a mutt to grow taller by fitness."

What?!

Nishikotsu, who heard Kitagawaji say this, suddenly turned his head around, and the button eyes seemed to be full of incredible expressions.

After a while, she felt like she had lost her dream and fell to the ground from Kitagawaji's arm.

Kitakagiji shook his head, folded the towel and placed it on the other side, and then turned off the fitness program that had been broadcasted.

After he turned off the show, he saw Nishikotsu rolling around on the ground with pitiful grievance.

The round doll body rolled around.

But Kitagawaji was too lazy to pay attention to her. After turning off the TV, he took out the quilt and tied the shop. After saying good night to Nishikotsu, he went to bed expressionlessly.

After all, Nishikotsu is pitiful and it’s just a little awkward to make a fuss for a while. What will happen tomorrow?

If that's the case, it's better to sleep.

Kitakawaji closed his eyes, leaving the little doll full of grievances

The next day, at the entrance of the homestay.

"I'll ask you this time, Master Kitagawa." Suzuki Fumigura introduced Kitagawa Temple into the commercial vehicle and said.

"Yes." Kitagawaji agreed with a cold expression.

Similarly, he couldn't understand why these people were "Master Beichuan" as soon as they spoke. He looked up and looked like a high school student, right? Are they that old? He was only twenty-three in his previous life. At the age of twenty-four, he always called him "Master Beichuan". It really felt subtle.

"I have arranged the specific matters. Maybe the mage will stay in the hospital for one night tonight, so there should be no problem?"

When Kitagawaji got into the car, Suzuki Fumi followed and asked.

Kitagawa Temple nodded: "No problem."

He was originally here to deal with this matter. Since the iron shovel vengeful spirit appeared at night, of course he also had to work on night shifts.

When Suzuki heard Kitagawa Temple agree, his face relaxed: "That's good. I'll have to deal with the media in the future, so I arranged for a doctor to take you to a hospital visit and the patients and nurses who discovered the situation. I have all arranged it. Let's see how Master Kitagawa asks."

"I see."

Kitakawa Temple is still concise and concise.

The commercial car drove fast and steady, and soon arrived at its destination with Kitakawaji Temple.

Ibaraki Prefecture Second Mental Hospital.

Unlike mental hospitals you see on the Internet.

The towering cold reinforced concrete walls are covered with white buildings hidden behind the large iron gates.

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

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

With these buildings enclosed, the farthest from the exit are outdoor sports fields and other places.

There was a hint of coolness in the early morning air, and it seemed that I could feel a hint of coldness in my internal organs when I took a breath.

"This is the department director, Sun Yuexiang, and she will take you to visit the hospital for various situations."

Suzuki Fumiya Kazuki introduced the women in front of Kitagawaji.

Last Yueka wore a white doctor's outfit, tied a single ponytail, and looked meticulous and smart, showing a smart and capable look.

As soon as she saw Beichuan Temple coming, she came over and said in a calm voice: "Master Beichuan, let me take you to check the situation. Please don't run around, so as not to disturb the work inside the hospital."

There seemed to be a hint of impatience in her tone, as if she was not interested in entertaining Kitakawaji Temple.

But Kitagawaji ignored it and just nodded and followed the other party.

Just like this, Kitagawaji followed behind Kyoko and his eyes were circulating.

I didn't see it outside just now, until I walked into the hospital, I realized that this huge and operating institution was like a prison.

The towering walls around blocked all the sights of looking out. The doctors whispered, and occasionally glanced at their cold eyes, as if they saw people as moving pieces of meat.

From time to time, silly laughter came from the ward, the extremely clean floor and snow-white walls, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
To be continued...