I have a room at Meiman Mental Hospital

Du Wensen thought about it seriously and said, "I can only prevent others from suspecting me, but I can't be as perfect as him!"

"Perfect?" Michael's eyes lit up and he said eagerly: "Do you mean there is really a murderer?"

"This is obvious!" Du Wensen pouted. .

"But you said they committed suicide!"

"Suicide does not mean there is no murderer!"

"Okay! You must not have told the warden that there was a murderer, right?" Michael guessed.

"It's not necessary. They are not needed in this game. This is the intention of the game designer." Du Wensen replied.

"Game designer? Do you mean the murderer? Do you know who the murderer is?" Michael exclaimed.

Du Wensen twisted around, lay on his side on the bed and looked at Michael and said: "If you are interested, you can use your moderate brain to analyze who is the murderer!"

"Me?" Michael was really interested.

"I think it was the prison staff who killed him!"

"Uh-huh!"

"You see, the three dead people were all locked up in immobile areas, so only the staff had such an opportunity, and they would not attract anyone's attention no matter where they went."

"continue!"

"But you just said that you are not a prison guard, so the scope can be narrowed down a lot at once." Michael said wittily.

"Kitchen staff can also be excluded, as they cannot leave the canteen."

"Then only the warden!"

"No, if the warden wants to kill a criminal, he doesn't have to do it himself. He has countless ways to kill us openly."

Speaking of this, Michael's expression suddenly changed.

"Go on!" Du Wensen yawned.

"It's a doctor! Not only can she enter and leave any area at will, but she won't arouse anyone's suspicion. If she uses some special drugs, she can even create an alibi."

Michael took a breath, thinking of Sarah's innocent face, he really couldn't believe that such a woman was actually a serial murderer.

But all the evidence points to her.

"Am I right?" Michael hesitated.

"What time is it now?" Du Wensen opened his eyes and asked.

"Uh! It's lunch time soon," Michael replied.

"Come on! The game is about to begin." Du Wensen said with a smile.

Michael was startled and had a bad thought in his mind.

"Mr. Du, another criminal committed suicide. The warden asked you to go and have a look!" The guard captain suddenly appeared outside the cell.

Hearing these words, Du Wensen immediately returned to his excited state, winked at Michael, and said, "Your idea is very interesting, do you want to come over and have a look?"

"Is that okay?" Michael looked at the guard captain.

A few minutes later, the three men saw the deceased in the infirmary.

The deceased looked repentant, with a steel needle the size of a chopstick inserted into his heart.

Du Wen walked straight towards Sarah with a straight face.

Sarah was so frightened that she took two steps back and said, "What do you want to do? When this man died, I was with the warden!"

Du Wensen took Sarah's hand, gently put on gloves for her, put the scalpel into her hand, and said softly: "Come on, help me remove his lungs."

Sarah looked at the warden in panic.

After thinking for a moment, the warden ordered: "Sarah, do as he says."

Under the watchful eyes of the four grown men, Sarah cut open the deceased's clothes and used a scalpel to make an incision in the deceased's abdomen. Suddenly, dark red blood flowed out along the abdomen.

Except for Du Wensen, who stared at it unblinkingly, as if looking at a treasure, the other three couldn't help but turn their heads.

But Sarah skillfully inserted her hand and scalpel from the deceased's abdomen, cut into the chest cavity for a while, and then removed half of the complete lungs.

At this time, the three men were so disgusted that they almost vomited.

But Du Wensen walked over excitedly, carefully held the half-pink lungs with both hands, looked around carefully, and smelled it with his nose.

"It's so fresh! This person must not smoke!"

As soon as these words came out, Michael couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ouch~!"

"Mr. Du, do you see anything?" the warden asked with a pale face.

"Oh!" Du Wensen put down his lungs and wiped his hands with paper and said, "This person committed suicide!"

"Mr. Du! I don't want to hear this, I just want to know who the murderer is!" the warden said suppressing his anger.

Du Wensen shrugged his shoulders: "If you don't believe it, you can apply to the FBI. I guarantee that they will think it is suicide like me."

"But you said there was a murderer!" Michael said loudly after vomiting.

Facing Du Wensen's gaze, Michael explained: "I'm sorry, I'm doing it for everyone's benefit. No one wants to have a perverted killer in prison!"

At this time, the warden, the guard captain, and Sarah all focused on Du Wensen.

"Okay!" Du Wensen spread his hands and said resentfully: "I admit that there is a murderer, but I really don't know who the murderer is now, but I can assure you that the game is really over and no one will commit suicide again. "

However, it was obvious that his words were not satisfactory.

"You really have to believe me. If I know who the murderer is, I will definitely tell you, I promise!" Du Wensen said seriously.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, no one said anything, and the room suddenly fell into silence, leaving only the sound of blood dripping on the ground.

After seven or eight minutes, the warden said: "Mr. Du, I want to believe you, but if someone dies again tomorrow, I guarantee you will be the murderer!"

Du Wensen beamed.

"Before that, can you introduce me to a psychiatrist first? I think I'm really sick."

"I will take you to see a psychiatrist in the afternoon! You can go back now, you have nothing to do here." The warden said with a low face.

Du Wensen smiled slightly, hugged Sarah next to him, quickly kissed her on the lips, and then walked out of the infirmary proudly.

Sarah was left behind, spitting and cursing angrily.

After returning to the cell, Michael sincerely apologized to Du Wensen: "I'm sorry, Du, I know I did something wrong, please forgive me."

However, Du Wensen stretched his nose in the cell, sniffing here and there.

Finally a face came close to the toilet.

"Du, what are you doing?" Michael asked doubtfully.

"It smells good! Don't you smell it?" Du Wensen turned around and said.

"..."

Michael really wanted to say that there is a scent next to the toilet. Are you kidding me?

But he saw Du Wensen's serious face.

"I didn't smell it!" Michael replied honestly.

Du Wensen sniffed left and right, and finally pulled the sink away.

Michael was so frightened that he quickly blocked it with his body. When he turned around and found that no one was paying attention, he whispered: "Du, what are you doing? It's broad daylight. Don't mess around. If we are discovered, we will be finished."