C25 (1/2)

In my memory, Zhang Qiang has always been a strong and optimistic person. I remember that before I left the company, he was still fine. There was nothing abnormal at all. How come in just a few days, he went crazy?

However, the location of the call was unclear, so I had to go to the mental rehabilitation center and try to reach Zhang Qiang again. It was just that the phone kept ringing and I couldn't get through.

In the end, there was no other way around it. I found the nurses' station and checked one by one until I finally found Zhang Qiang's ward.

However, when he rushed to the door of the ward, he saw a crowd of people outside, including the security guards.

My heart couldn't help but sink. I thought that nothing was wrong, so I pulled open the crowd and peeked inside. I was surprised when I saw that Zhang Qiang had a fruit knife placed on a girl's neck.

At this moment, she was in tears and couldn't stop begging Zhang Qiang. However, Zhang Qiang wasn't willing to listen to her and couldn't stop himself from pouting. His saliva was drooling and he didn't look like a young civilian in his twenties.

The security guards in front of him held truncheons in their hands as they continuously ordered him to put down the fruit knives, but to no avail.

”Zhang Qiang, it's Mu Fan. Put down your saber!” I really couldn't stand it any longer, so I shouted as I stood in the middle of the crowd.

To be honest, my shout was quite useful. After hearing it, Zhang Qiang was stunned for a moment. His eyes immediately brightened up and a trace of happiness appeared on his face.

I was elated. I thought, ”This kid isn't crazy. At least he knows me.”

However, this clarity only lasted for an extremely short period of time. After that, a struggling expression appeared on Zhang Qiang's face, and he was only able to utter out half a ”Mu” before a sinister smile appeared on his face, appearing both evil and cold. His pupils were wide open, and his eyes were pitch black, as if they were bottomless abyss.

My heart couldn't help but sink. I thought to myself, this is really strange.

At the same time, the security guards and medical personnel present were afraid that Zhang Qiang would get into trouble, so when they saw that I seemed to still be at the starting point, they pushed me to the front so that I could communicate with Zhang Qiang.

I didn't have time to care if these people were being overly irresponsible, so I could only grit my teeth and take a few steps forward, but once I took this step, Zhang Qiang immediately shuddered and the sharp fruit in his hand slightly shook, directly slicing open a small cut on her fair neck. Dark red blood flowed out in the blink of an eye, dyeing her snow-white dress red.

I immediately raised my hand and took a step back while shouting out Zhang Qiang's name. It's just that the current Zhang Qiang didn't have his initial reaction and didn't respond to my words.

The surrounding crowd gradually increased in number. In the end, Zhang Qiang slowly retreated to the corner of the wall like a imprisoned beast.

But looking at Zhang Qiang's expression, I couldn't help but start thinking about it. I repeatedly signaled Jun'er, who was in a state of panic, to relax so as not to anger Zhang Qiang.

At the same time, I started to carefully size Zhang Qiang up.

He was wearing a blue striped hospital gown, his face was pale and twisted, sweat had soaked his clothes in front of his chest, and the fruit knife in his hand was resting on her neck.

The sunlight outside the window was a bit dazzling, moreover, Zhang Qiang seemed to be somewhat conflicted with the intense sunlight, constantly avoiding the strong rays of light. Sometimes, when the light reflected off the fruit knife onto his face, his body would tremble, as if what was shining on him was not sunlight but lasers.

However, even though I could see through all of this, I couldn't be sure. I thought that I should at least rescue Jun'er first.

Thus, I sneakily took out my phone. Standing in the intense sunlight, I consciously used the screen's reflection to shine a ray of light on Zhang Qiang's face.

Sure enough, the moment the light beam hit Zhang Qiang's face, his body trembled and the fruit knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Moreover, when the light rays landed on Zhang Qiang's face, I could clearly feel that the temperature in the surroundings had dropped. This feeling felt somewhat familiar, similar to the feeling I had when those abnormal things appeared in the Southern Mountains.