The fat boss was obviously relieved, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Okay, I'll go up now, you wait for me."
He hung up the phone with a smile and walked towards the stairs.
"Who?"
I asked.
The fat boss said as he walked: "Hey, it's Dr.
Tang, he actually forgot his wallet in my shop" The fat boss stopped after speaking, looked back at me, the smile disappeared from his face, and he asked me with a serious expression, "Qiangzi, do you want to go up with me" I lay down on the wire bed and rested my head on my arm, "You can go by yourself, I'm too lazy to go up." ” The fat boss looked at me and hesitated, "Okay then, you can just rest in bed." ” I nodded, waved at him, and told him to get up.
I drank some wine tonight, I really didn't want to move, and the exit from the fat boss's basement is not big, so it's not so easy to get in and out, and I haven't liked his design.
The fat boss also drank a lot of wine and walked up the stairs, and then I vaguely heard the sound of him opening the door for Dr.
Tang.
Then, strange noises appeared.
The sound came from the basement, like something moaning, humming all the time.
When I went to a psychiatric hospital, I heard such a voice, usually the deep voice of some mentally tormented patient.
Those patients often hallucinate, have no sense of security in the world around them, and live in fear every day.
And at this time, in the basement of the fat boss, it seems that such a patient is closed.
I sat up from my bed and pricked up my ears to listen.
The sound was real, definitely not auditory hallucinations, it seemed to come from an area recessed in the laboratory, which was the northwest corner of the entire laboratory, which used to be separated from the outside laboratory by a curtain, where Xiaoxue had lived before.
It's just that now the curtains in that place are gone, and they have become a lot of bulky large cardboard boxes, which have been piled up until the end of the room, and the fat boss tugged on the lamp rope, and the temporary cubicle suddenly became bright.
And the fat boss also tightened his abdomen and squeezed in with difficulty, his face was very ugly, I didn't dare to say a word or ask more, so I quickly continued to walk into the compartment and make way for the fat boss.
The purr-like guy seemed to be very afraid of light, and his body was curled up tighter, and I observed him, it was a man, but he was already very thin, and he was wearing a torn brown shirt at first sight, which was very wide, but he was not clothed underneath, so I could tell that he was a man.
He covered his eyes with his thin hands, and I saw the tattoo on his wrist, which was a six-pointed star.
The fat boss also squeezed over, he frowned, didn't say a word, picked up a roll of toilet paper on the table, tore a long one, and grabbed the feces on the ground into the trash can.
When he was about to clean up some other vomit-like filth, the toilet paper was not pulled up enough, and the dirt got on his hands.
He quickly wiped his hands with paper, and then he didn't move, and he squatted on the ground and began to cry, at first sobbing, and finally making a sound, and crying with a whimper, full of grievance and pain.
The fat boss cried like a child, I squatted beside him to accompany him, and when his mood was a little better, I looked at the person in the corner and asked the fat boss very carefully: "Is this your brother?"
He nodded silently, and I gasped, shocked and worried.
"What the hell happened, when did this happen, why didn't you tell us" "I tell you what you can do, can you still point to your children to help me" The fat boss's voice was still choked, and he said in despair: "No one can help me, no one can save my brother."
"How did he become like this," I asked.
The fat boss took a deep breath and struggled to stand up on his knees, and I followed suit.
He asked me, "Do you remember the purse you brought me?"
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