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As one of the oldest ports on Sulu Island, the beautiful city of Bamboo is a famous fishing port and tourist destination in Sulu Island and even the whole Southeast Asia. However, the accident that occurred more than two months ago caused the port to be closed for more than two weeks, which impacted the local fishing and tourism industries.

The official statement that followed was that separatist forces in the Spice Islands were carrying out terrorist activities. These terrorists attacked the Ammani resort and took a group of tourists hostage. Although many people still find the incident somewhat perplexing, most people believed the official explanation.

Although the incident caused considerable social impact and loss of life, time heals all wounds, and with the passage of time, the incident has faded into the past. Of course, the incident had a direct impact on the tourism industry in Hsinchu City and even the entire Sulu Island, with tourist numbers plummeting by half. Local tourism authorities estimate that it would be quite optimistic to recover tourist numbers to pre-incident levels within the next three years.

Pasig Medical Center is the largest hospital in Hsinchu City. Hsinchu City does not have a dedicated psychiatric hospital, so if someone has a mental illness, they either have to be sent out or go to the psychiatric department of Pasig Medical Center for treatment.

The intensive care unit of the psychiatric ward looks more like a series of prison cells than a ward, housing patients with severe mental illnesses.

At this moment, in the psychiatric doctor's office, a man dressed in black uniform was communicating with Qian Qizhong, the chief physician of the psychiatry department.

In front of the two was a newly printed personal medical record. The photo in the upper left corner of the record showed a young man with a pale complexion. From his skin color and facial features, it was clear that he was a descendant of the local islanders.

"So, Sonny Garner is still the same as before this week, with no other changes?" the man in the public uniform asked while checking the medical records.

"Yes, he's still the same as always. He can eat, drink, and poop on his own, but the rest of the time he just huddles in a corner of the ward, talking to himself and ignoring everyone else," Qian Qizhong nodded, then asked curiously, "Mr. Tang, this isn't the first time we've dealt with each other. Speaking of which, why have you been keeping an eye on this patient?"

"Could this person have committed some crime before?" Qian Qizhong himself is a third-generation immigrant on the island. Living on the island, he is usually quite dull and unchanging. This patient is one of the few topics in his life that can arouse his interest recently. After all, this is the only case in the entire hospital that requires a specialist from the Special Crime Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Justice to make a regular weekly follow-up visit.

Out of curiosity, he had looked through the patient's medical records. The description on the records was different from what he had imagined. The patient, named Sonny Garner, was a fisherman who worked as a communications officer on a fishing boat called the "Bigeye Snapper." In a previous storm, the fishing boat had been out of contact for twelve days. When it was finally rescued, only the original first mate and this man were there. The man had already gone insane and was taken to the hospital.

As a port city, encountering storms while fishing at sea is not a frequent occurrence, but it is not uncommon either. Therefore, Qian Qizhong did not find any clues from this seemingly ordinary case.

But why would such an ordinary-looking fisherman be of such concern to the Department of Justice's Special Crime Investigation Service? Was the fishing boat involved in some kind of smuggling operation? Drugs? Arms? Or was it connected to the rumored separatist terrorists?

Unaware that the doctor in front of him was conjuring up a whole new scenario, Tang Lu simply shook his head: "I'm sorry, Dr. Qian, I can't talk about this. It's my duty..."

"I understand, I understand..." The doctor laughed it off and didn't ask any more questions.

In fact, Tang Lu himself, sitting in front of him, didn't know much about the details. He was just passively carrying out the instructions from above, regularly inquiring about the condition of the mental patient named Sonny Garner and sending the information back to headquarters. If anything abnormal happened, headquarters would send someone to handle it directly.

This is actually a temporary measure.

The incident that occurred on Sulu Island, which was called a terrorist attack, actually involved the resurgence of a certain evil god. The relevant departments have never stopped investigating and researching related information.

The incident was successfully resolved thanks to the intervention of a certain esoteric master. However, during the in-depth investigation conducted by the Fourth Division of the Special Crime Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Justice, the existence of this surviving crew member from the "Bigeye Snapper" fishing boat was discovered. Although there was no evidence to suggest that he was related to the previous incident, since it involved an evil god, no amount of caution was too much. Therefore, the Fourth Division still conducted a thorough examination of him.

However, the examination results all proved that he was just a "madman" and there was nothing else supernatural about him.

Of course, there may be some incomprehensible dangers here, since current research does not yet understand the nature of paranormal phenomena. Therefore, this raises the question of how Sonny Garner will handle the situation.

Considering the danger posed by his involvement with evil spirits, the father ultimately decided to place him under local supervision and monitor his condition regularly. If any abnormalities occur, they will be dealt with accordingly. If there are no abnormalities, then he will be allowed to stay in the hospital for treatment, since, strictly speaking, he is indeed a patient.

The Department of Justice's Special Crime Investigation Bureau, Division 4, was newly established and its functions were not yet fully developed, especially in the South Pacific islands where an independent, permanent office had not yet been established. Therefore, initially, the Department of Justice deployed a team of more than ten people to closely monitor and examine the survivor. However, as time passed, no valuable information was found about him, so the relevant personnel were gradually withdrawn. Finally, at the end of last month, the entire team was withdrawn, and he was simply being monitored as a normal mental patient, with local authorities sending people to visit and check on him regularly.

Therefore, the task of this regular visit fell to Tang Lu, who was one of the two investigators in Hsinchu, from the Special Crime Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Justice. Within the department, their work was also known as "sitting detectives." As an intelligence agency, the Special Crime Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of Justice had such staff in various places.

Volume Two: The Truth Hidden Behind History Books: Chapter 826 The Whispers Next Door

"In that case, as before, please have the hospital conduct a comprehensive examination on him/her. I will take the relevant data and samples back with me."

"Okay, I'll arrange for these checks. Mr. Tang, just wait a moment."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, Dr. Qian. Also, I need to go see a patient, and I'd appreciate it if you could arrange for a nurse to accompany me."

"Okay, Naji, you accompany Mr. Tang to visit the patient in room 4309." Dr. Qian gestured to a light brown-skinned male nurse in the office and then gave him a few more instructions.

The nurse, who appeared to be of local ethnicity, nodded respectfully and then gestured for Tang Lu to proceed.

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The psychiatric intensive care unit is located on the 4th floor of the hospital. The wards here have special soundproofing design, mainly to prevent patients from shouting and disturbing other patients and medical staff when they have an attack.

Perhaps it was because few people came here on ordinary days. After Tang Lu followed the nurse up to the fourth floor, he clearly felt that there was a deep and secluded atmosphere here. Apart from the occasional strange noises coming from the wards on both sides, there were no other sounds.

“Mr. Tang, this is it.” Perhaps because of her long-term work in the psychiatric ward, Nurse Naji was quite silent throughout the journey, unlike the usual locals who talk a lot. She led Tang Lu to a ward near the end of the corridor. The ward had a thick steel door. Nurse Naji first checked the situation inside the ward through the screen on the door. Through the camera installed in the ward, she could see a young man sitting quietly by the bed.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual, Nurse Naji opened the door and then turned to Tang Lu and said, "Mr. Tang, you can go in and take a look, but from our observation, this Mr. Ghana is not responding to any questions so far."

"Okay, I'll go in and take a look." Tang Lu nodded and entered the room. Compared to a regular ward, this room was significantly less furnished, with only a bed, a table, and a chair. In addition, the walls were covered with soft wall panels. This was to ensure that some mental patients, when experiencing an episode, could not control their emotions and behavior and would often engage in behaviors such as harming others, destroying property, or self-harm.

This wasn't Tang Lu's first visit here; it was just a routine check-up. He came in, looked around, and then glanced at Sonny Garner, who was sitting on the edge of the bed like a statue. He then realized that Garner wasn't just spacing out; he was muttering something to himself.

Tang Lu wasn't surprised. Sonny Garner had always been like this. The Special Crimes Investigation Bureau had tried to figure out what he was muttering, but his words were too vague, a kind of guttural sound, and they couldn't understand them in the end. In addition, they hadn't found anything unusual, so they gave up.

“Okay, I’ve finished my visit.” He nodded to the nurse waiting by the door.

Nurse Naji nodded and led him out of the ward, closed the door, and then led him to a lounge on the side: "You can wait here for a while. Soon a doctor will come to examine Mr. Ghana and take blood and other tissue samples. After that, I will bring the relevant materials and samples to you."

After Tang Lu nodded in agreement, the nurse left, leaving Tang Lu alone in the break room.

A soothing piano piece was playing in the lounge, and the south-facing window was half-open, letting in bright sunlight.

Tang Lu found a sofa in the lounge and sat down, then picked up a magazine from the shelf and started flipping through it.

About half an hour passed, and the nurse Naji still hadn't returned. Tang Lu suddenly felt a bit of abdominal pain, so he stood up and walked out of the lounge.

Arriving at the door of the lounge, Tang Lu glanced down the corridor; there was no one there. For some reason, Tang Lu felt that the corridor was somewhat gloomy and dark, making him feel depressed just looking at it.

After thinking for a moment, perhaps because the sunlight in the lounge was quite good, Tang Lu didn't pay too much attention to his seemingly sensitive feelings and walked towards the restroom on one side of the corridor.

The bathroom was also quiet, with only the white ceiling light flickering occasionally and making a buzzing sound, as if the voltage was not very stable.

Tang Lu didn't pay attention to any of that. He opened a cubicle with a squat toilet, went inside, and then closed the door.

After squatting there for a while, Tang Lu let out a comfortable sigh of relief. Then, he vaguely heard some sounds. At first, he didn't pay attention, but then the sounds seemed to get louder and louder, and he could vaguely hear that they were coming from the next room on his left...

It sounded like some kind of murmuring chant, a hoarse and hollow voice. The first thing he thought of upon hearing it was the mental patient he had recently visited—Sonny Garner…

Was he also using the restroom next door at that moment?

Tang Lu couldn't help but feel a little strange. Shouldn't he be undergoing an examination right now?

Before Tang Lu could figure it out, he heard the murmuring chanting from next door gradually growing louder, and as his voice grew louder, the chanting seemed to become clearer as well…

"Huh?!" Upon hearing this, Tang Lu subconsciously tilted his ear, trying to hear more clearly. It seemed that he could indeed vaguely make out what the man was reciting...

He will...

…………wake up,

...............

...Nightmare...

............"

Tang Lu moved closer and closer, until finally he pressed his ear against the partition...

He will awaken.

He will awaken.

In the deepest part of the ocean,

At the very bottom of the abyss

In your nightmares,

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