I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"Finally arrived at the highest city of Miskatok, Arkham, it's so beautiful, my family."

Leopard breathed the air in the hospital full of the smell of disinfectant, while filming with his mobile phone.

"Yo, isn't this Lu Jian?"

She turned the camera towards Lu Lian solemnly, took a half step back in feigned surprise, and then moved the phone camera away to turn to the patients.

"Let's look at the mental patients in the distance."

"You're having a good time."

Lu Jian thought for a while, and felt that it was reasonable for Leopard to surf the Internet intensively.

"Life should be more colorful and less serious."

Leopard giggled and put away his phone.

Lu Juan looked at those patients and found that one or two of these patients were very energetic, and they did not look like mental illness at all.

He and Baobao came to the nearest patient who was sitting on a bench with a laptop on his lap.

"Hello, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Juan was straight to the point and outspoken.

Ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a monthly ticket!

===796. Gently knock open the sleeping heart===

Hearing Lu Lian's inquiry, the patient raised his head, glanced at him, but lowered his head without any interest, and buried his head on the laptop on his legs, instead of typing on the keyboard, he used his fingers on the touchpad Swipe, like browsing the web.

"Is there anything to see, let me be healthy."

Lu Jian came behind him and spied on the other party's computer screen.

Red and green, it looks like the interface of financial investment software, I don't know if it is a stock or something else.

"Are you still trading stocks in the hospital?"

Lu Bian couldn't help asking.

The patient didn't respond, and only focused on browsing the conditions of those stocks.

"This person didn't respond at all. Has he already had an operation to remove his frontal lobe?"

Lu Jian asked Baobao for advice.

"let me see."

Leopard said, putting his hand on the man's head.

Before the patient had time to react, his head split open like a blooming flower petal.

The pink, ravine-covered brain is like a wriggling caterpillar, gradually blooming, like a charming big mouth, which makes people want to bury their head deeply in the next moment.

Those who have eaten pig brains should be able to understand that the brain is soft, like a piece of tofu, as if it would crumble when gently kneaded, but it still maintains its shape and only droops down.

Leopard poked his white fingers into the blooming brain without any distaste, and searched for a while like looking for a makeup mirror in his bag before taking his hand back.

Lu Jian saw that there was a translucent crystal in the girl's palm.

After crushing the crystal, countless dusts flew up, and some pictures and sounds floated in the air, which soon turned into knowledge and flowed into Lu Lian's brain.

"Hey, friend, the stock I told you about before, I think I can buy it in the near future, and I should increase my position. Don't blame me for not telling you in advance."

"What's the use of you looking for me at this time, I'm also trapped in it, and I've lost more money than you, it's okay, this should be just a technical adjustment, and it will rise after a while "

"So why can't you make money? Chasing ups and downs means people like you. It's true that the stock has plummeted. Isn't it a good time to buy?"

"Hehe, investment is risky. Since you choose a high-yield project, you have to bear the corresponding risk."

It seems that this is a stockbroker. Not only is he well-known in the industry, but he also makes videos to guide investors.

In the first few times, he did accurately predict the rise and fall of some stocks, making investors believe that his vision was correct, even if he made occasional mistakes, it is understandable.

After all, a group of bigwigs who have won the Nobel Prize in Economics will lose all their money when they invest in the stock market. How can we expect a stockbroker to be able to cover everything and dominate economic laws that do not necessarily exist.

However, the stockbroker quickly showed his fangs. He forged a stock that did not exist and was about to be listed, and through a series of frauds and operations, made those wealthy customers think that the stock was promising, and even triggered A panic-buying frenzy caused his phone to explode.

And the smartest thing is that this stockbroker cashed in the profits of the first batch of people who bought stocks. Those investors who were still waiting and skeptical couldn't hold themselves after seeing those people get doubled profits. In the end, all the money was invested in, trying to grab more benefits.

Then, the clever stockbroker made a donation and fled, leaving behind only a chicken feather and the crowd messed up in the wind.

In fact, if his lover hadn't quarreled with him and his position was exposed, the police might not have caught the scammer.

As a result, due to the large amount of money, the lawyer hired by the stockbroker defended him in court, that is, the stockbroker is a delusional patient, and in his work, some hallucinations often appear , He delusional about which stocks will rise and which stocks will fall, and then talk nonsense in front of the public, some are accurate and some are not, but everyone just believes him.

In fact, those investors are investing with a psychopath.

In the end, this stockbroker suffering from a "nervous neck" dreamed up a stock and publicized it so that everyone would rush to buy it. Due to the relief of his symptoms, he found out about it and used his own money to cash out part of the investor's profits , but soon, the poor patient's symptoms worsened again, so he was at a loss and fled with a donation, which was sad and lamentable.

Such a nonsense defense, unexpectedly, the judge accepted it.

In North America, this kind of case is actually quite tangled. Since the stockbroker has enough money, he can hire a lawyer to delay and re-prove evidence. There is no problem at all in a lawsuit for several years. , he can even continue to cheat and cheat, and live happily.

It's just that the patient didn't expect that although the judge accepted the theory of mental illness, he didn't release him directly, but sent him to the Arkham Asylum for treatment.

At this moment, the patient is using the computer to continue to operate, pay attention to the trend, and wait for the opportunity to make another vote.

After understanding this knowledge, Lu Juan did not evaluate whether the judge's trial was just. From a simple moral point of view, this guy who pretended to be crazy and foolish should indeed be punished, and the money he cheated should be returned to those victims, but in this country , This is how the law protects him, this is the reality.

"It seems that this place is indeed a paradise for all kinds of criminals. You can play computer games here after cheating so much money."

Lu Jian commented.

Only then did he notice the eyes of the patients around him.

Those "psychopaths" were dumbfounded when they saw the sight of Leopard making the patient's head explode with just one shot. They didn't know what kind of special effects performance it was, or if they really had problems with their brains after staying in the mental hospital for a long time.

"We already know his condition and can rehabilitate him."

Lu Jian said to Leopard beside him.

But this innocent and beautiful girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows.

"Restore?"

Baobao looked at Lu Jian with innocent eyes.

"What do you mean by restitution?"

"That is, um, so you really dug his head open and took out the memory?"

Lu Bian couldn't help asking.

At first, he thought that Leopard was looking at the memory and past of this person with the power of the old ruler, just like he was reading other people's memories and experiences with his last words.

Unexpectedly, what was crushed just now was not the crystallization of memory, but this guy's soul?

Things seem to be screwing up.

Lu Jian couldn't help thinking when he saw the mentally ill people who were getting more and more confused.

===797. Sitting in rows===

As the incarnation of the old ruler, Leopard must know the extraordinary power better than Lu Jian. It should be very simple to read the memory without hurting people.

But for Leopard, it's not so much that she killed the patient intentionally, eliminating harm for the people, and making people happy, it's better to say that she didn't realize that she just killed someone.

You are happily walking on the street, eating hot pot and singing, and suddenly a few ants stand in front of you and shake their tentacles at you. It means that you have trampled their partner to death just now, do you plead guilty? ?

Baobao is good in everything, but his heart is too big.

It may be that it has not adapted to the life of human society, and it will commit negligence from time to time.

Pretending to be human is exhausting, after all, and it's hard to keep these incarnations of the Great Old Ones going without a certain amount of fun.

Now, in the atrium of the Arkham Asylum, the guards with guns seemed to have noticed the problem. They looked here, and several of them had already taken action.

Baobao, who realized what she was doing, quickly had an idea, but when she raised her hand, Lu Jian suddenly stopped her.

"Are you going to kill all witnesses next?"

"is it not OK?"

Baobao looked at Lu Jian with big innocent eyes.

"Of course not, we still have to show them a movie."

Lu Kizuna replied naturally.

"Yes."

Baobao felt that what Lu Jian said was right, and the movements of his hands changed again.

Then, seeing the "mentally ill" patient with a blooming head in front of him, the blooming head closed again.

He came alive.

The patient didn't seem to know what happened just now, he didn't notice Lu Jian and Baobao, and focused his eyes on the computer in front of him. He tapped the keyboard quickly, and spent all his money at once. As for Whether it was donated to charity or simply bought tens of thousands of balloons and let them fly to contribute to the hole in the ozone layer in Antarctica, Lu Juan has no way of knowing.

However, Lu Jian saw that there seemed to be something dirty on the back of this man's neck.

It's like something white and sticky stuck to it.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the thing overflowed from under the patient's skin, like a pimple, and in the trace, there is a silk thread.

This silk thread goes vertically upwards, extending into the infinitely high sky, and no one knows where it finally arrives.

This person is like a puppet on a string. After doing what he just did, he doesn't move any more. He just stares straight at the screen, like a puppet that is unmanned.

Seeing this scene, the security guards didn't come over and stood back.

No one sympathizes with these patients. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Just think that what you saw just now is a hallucination.

It was in their minds.

"Small problem, small problem."

Baobao puffed up his chest with an expression of "look at me!"