I have a room at Meiman Mental Hospital

Chapter 271 1 Stories

Throwing away the extra things, Du Wensen walked into the bar where he was last time with a pistol and dollars.

There were an unusually large number of people in the bar, so he quickly found a good seat. He easily broke off the heads of three shirtless and tattooed men, threw them aside, and asked the almost naked little girl sitting on the seat. .

"Don't introduce me to sit here."

The little girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She hugged her clothes to her chest with a face full of fear, shrinking back and not daring to answer.

Du Wensen ignored her, poured himself a glass of wine and drank, looking towards the stage.

Mary is dancing up there, a ballet woman in a bar

Not long after, the little girl secretly glanced at Du Wensen. Seeing that he was not noticed, she quickly stretched out her little hand and grabbed it on the table.

Du Wensen grabbed her hand, took the wine bottle over, pushed a plate of nuts over and said, "Children are not allowed to drink."

"I'm thirsty," the little girl said dissatisfied.

Du Wensen got up and went to the bar to get two bottles of milk for the little girl.

The little girl smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Thank you uncle"

Seeing this smiling face, Du Wensen suddenly thought of Neve, Andrew, and the faces, with a slight smile on his face.

"Looks like it's almost time to go back."

"Where are you going back?"

Mary, wearing a jumpsuit and a coat, sat opposite Du Vincent with an excited look on her face, with inexplicable excitement in her eyes.

"Why did you come out today? The prison was closed a few days ago and I was not allowed to enter. Could it be that they didn't give you food and you were hungry?"

"You can watch the news," Du Wensen replied.

"Okay." Mary suddenly felt that something was not simple. She immediately took out her phone and flipped through it. A piece of conspicuous news appeared in front of her eyes.

"A patient escaped from Arkham Asylum tonight, resulting in the death of eight police officers. We would like to remind the general public that if you encounter the following patients, please call the police immediately. We remind the patients again that they are very dangerous and do not Engage them.”

Mary raised her head and stared at Du Wensen, saying slightly angrily.

"Why did you break out with them? Why didn't Batman stop you?"

Du Wensen opened a cup of nuts, threw the core into his mouth and said, "He was knocked unconscious."

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Mary couldn't bear it and said: "Mr. Du, I have always thought you are a good person. Good people should not be like this."

"I don't like to listen to people preaching to me," Du Wensen frowned.

Mary was stunned, grabbed the wine glass from Du Wensen's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and looked over with reddish eyes when she put the glass down.

"I want to tell you my story, are you willing to listen?"

After Du Wensen took the cup and filled it for himself, he replied: "I hope it won't be too long. There isn't much wine here."

"I don't know who my parents are. When I can remember, I was in an orphanage. There we had to train how to kill every day and learn how to kill more effectively. We had no friends before. Everyone was a competition. Only the victors can stay, until I was eight years old, when I failed to retreat after an assassination attempt and was caught by a policeman."

Having said this, Mary took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and took a long puff.

"I haven't smoked in many years, I just like to bring it with me." Mary smiled at Du Wensen.

Du Wensen nodded and took a sip of wine.

"go on"

"The look that the policeman looked at me was very similar to yours, without any emotion. Even if he knew that I had killed someone, he just told me that he would take care of me and that I would be safe in the future and would not have to kill anyone again. ." Mary showed a sad smile.

"But he had no idea who he was facing. He thought he had deceived everyone and sent me to a safe place. However, the next day, he was reported by his partner and was charged with murder. He was sent to prison because he insisted that he had killed me, and he traded his freedom for my new life."

"If he had behaved well in prison, he would have been released by now," Duvinson said.

Mary shook her head and wiped the tears from her eyes and said: "He suffered a lot in prison. I wrote to him every week. I encouraged him. I told him that I loved him. I kept telling him that he was released from prison. Then I left the city with him, married him and he did it, and he got out of jail a year ago."

"Ahem, cough, cough," Mary patted her chest. After throwing away the cigarette, she drank all the wine in Du Wensen's glass in one gulp. Then she started crying and continued in a dull voice.

"I went to pick him up that day. When we were leaving, we encountered a group of bastards who teased me. He wanted to save me, but he was no match for those bastards. Those bastards tortured him, hurt him, and insulted him. He endured it all, but, But when those bastards tried to insult me ​​in front of him, he knelt down, kowtowed and admitted his mistake."

Mary smiled stupidly through her tears.

"He is a fool. Those bastards said they would let me go as long as he committed suicide. He really committed suicide and shot out his heart. Did he forget that I was a killer? Didn't he know that those bastards would only dare to get close to me? Can I just kill them? He committed suicide without knowing anything."

Du Wensen looked at the empty wine bottle.

"Maybe he just doesn't want you to kill anyone again."

Mary took out a box of cigarettes from her bag and stared at it blankly: "I know, he wants me to always be a good girl. He told me that good girls shouldn't smoke. This box of cigarettes was bought for him when he was released from prison. Mine, he said I won’t smoke again after I smoked this box, and I’ve always been reluctant to part with it.”

"Sister, did you kill the bad guy later?" the little girl suddenly asked.

Mary smiled.

"No, those bastards kept my promise and let me go, but at the end he said he didn't want me to kill someone in revenge for him."

"I think you should understand what I mean, right?" Mary looked at Du Vincent seriously.

Du Wensen thought for a while and said: "I still owe you two lives. Do you want me to help Batman or save Gotham City?"

"No" Mary shook her head: "I hope you will be a good person"

The corners of Du Wensen's mouth rose, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Take her away"

"Ah" Mary made a confused sound.

She followed Du Wensen's eyes and saw a guy with green hair and shining gold walking in from the bar door.

What caught her attention the most was this guy's face, with dark circles under his eyes, exaggerated red lips, and a crazy smile on his face, which immediately reminded Mary of the news she just saw.

"The clown is back"

Someone in the bar shouted, and the bar that was bustling just now became eerily quiet.

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