[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

The mental hospital was one of those places Donna never thought she would set foot in.

According to the tip provided by Sherlock, the New York police finally caught the prisoner. He was a garbage truck driver. When he was arrested, he was dismembering a missing woman who had not been reported in the basement converted from his home.

Hearing from Hannibal that the scene was extremely bloody, as if a blood-bathed demon was holding up a machete and falling on the white body, even the police who saw these dark scenes often choked up and choked.

The failure to save the last victim caused the New York police to suffer a great blow, and when they released the news of the murderer's arrest to the public, they were sieged by public opinion. Donna also felt sorry for them.

Since coming to New York, her life has been like a kite with a broken string, uncontrollably drifting away all the way and breaking the relationship with the word ordinary. In just half a year, she has created countless firsts...

If compared with the Cthulhu myth... the mental hospital seems to be set off as nothing special.Besides, the same mental hospital is not as famous and dangerous as Gotham Arkham. Thinking of this, even the last trace of nervousness disappeared, and she even took these inquiries to look around. It wasn't much different, but it was quieter than she'd imagined and there were no patient groans, or that kind of manic laughter or crying.

"Will you be afraid?"

After completing the visit procedures with the hospital staff, Hannibal handed her one of the visitor IDs in his hand and asked with concern.

"It's okay, they can't break free and run out, what will happen to me, can't they?"

In order to show that she was fine, Don Nana pulled the corner of her mouth and made a joke.

"It really can't, but the power contained in the information received by the senses is not much worse than that of the entity."

"Does the professor mean the kind of mental pollution?"

The two chatted and followed the staff in blue uniforms through the central hall.

"Well, for example, language has a greater impact on people than what the naked eye can see, and there are countless types of body language."

"I also agree with this point. I have read a book before. It is written that if there is an organ that can kill people invisible, then it is the vocal cords, and it is language. It probably has the feeling of killing people."

"Sounds like an interesting book, can you recommend it to me?"

"Of course! I'll push it to you later."

The conversation between the two stopped tacitly as they entered a narrow corridor. There were no windows on both sides of the corridor, and the white walls almost on both sides of the body and the low ceiling gave people a strong sense of oppression. The thick wall cut off the noise in the city, and at the moment when no one was talking, only the footsteps of the three people echoed in the space.

Only then did Tang Nana have the real feeling that she had entered the facility where 'abnormal people' gathered. With the tooth-piercing 'squeak' sound, they passed through an electronic iron gate, and what appeared in front of them was a passageway. Stairs to the ground.

"Be careful with your feet."

Hannibal sideways reminded her, then stopped and let her walk in front of him, padded her protectively behind.

"Thank you."

Thanking her in a low voice when passing by, Don Nana followed the backs of the staff and walked down. The man walking in front didn't look back at them from the beginning to the end, and she felt a bit inappropriate to go forward on his own.

The underground space is more spacious than the upper one. The rooms embedded in the walls are like boxes. The side facing the aisle is a completely transparent wall. The architectural design cleverly staggers the rooms left and right, so that Patients in those rooms cannot see the scenes in other people's rooms from their own perspective, while those who are walking can have a clear view together.

Those patients may rarely be able to see people other than the staff, they all silently watched them pass by with a pair of eyes, especially Don Nana, as a woman, received more attention from them, most of these people were expressionless , some of them wore masks that seemed to be used by dogs to prevent bites, and some were even fixed by white restraints and black belts. Excited by the arrival of someone, they writhed like a maggot.

Don Nana inadvertently met a skinny patient squatting in a corner, her dark brown eyes looked at her maliciously, and she suddenly grinned at her with a weird smile.

She shuddered, and cold sweat broke out from her back instantly. She looked away hastily, and the heart in her chest was beating wildly with fear.

"Most of them are places where mental patients who have committed vicious incidents stay. The management level is very high, which is equivalent to a prison."

Hannibal explained, noticing that she had turned pale and moved closer with concern.

"What's wrong with you?" He looked keenly at the patient in that room. Donna couldn't see Hannibal's expression, but only knew that the man who was smiling at her buried his head in himself because he restrained his smile. in the knee.

The patient seemed terrified of Hannibal...

"The patient's eyes just now were so scary. He didn't even need to speak. I could feel that I was affected."

"Try not to make eye contact with them, and call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Hannibal turned back to look at her, with a gentle expression on his face and even worried brows, she smiled and nodded gratefully when she saw him like this.

"Ok."

Talking to Hannibal really pulled her out of the mess of feelings, she took a deep breath and tried to divert her attention, just as they passed by a row of empty rooms at this time, which made her pay attention to each room. Inside are the most basic necessities of life, such as beds, toilets, washstands, round tables and cabinets, and everything is made of transparent materials. It can be said that people standing outside can see everything in it without a trace. no privacy...

"arrive."

The sound of the staff's official business sounded, and she noticed this quiet and insignificant man. He has a hooked nose and too deep eye sockets. It seems that everything above the bridge of the nose is hidden in the shadows. A look that has nothing to do with sunshine and cheerfulness.

"Thank you, we will keep to the time."

It was obviously not the first time for Hannibal to come to such a place, he said to the staff naturally, and then smiled warmly at Donna after the other party turned away.

She found the prisoner sitting on the bed in the same clean room. He was fiddling with his hands with his head down. His five fingers were spread out in front of his eyes and turned over and over again. Don Nana carefully observed that there was nothing special about his hands.

"Daniel, can we talk to you?"

Gaving Donna a look, Hannibal slightly raised his voice and said to the man inside.

After receiving Hannibal's intention, she took out the prepared recording pen from her bag, and then went to observe the man's reaction after hearing the words.

However, he was not moved, and he was still obsessed with repeated research on his hands.

"Daniel, Jasmine is beautiful, isn't she?"

Not understanding why Hannibal would say this, Donna raised her eyebrows and looked at him in surprise. She had read the information and knew that Jasmine was one of the victims whose uterus had been cut out. Thinking that this young girl was dying She couldn't help frowning no matter what kind of torture she had suffered before, and looked at the prisoner with disgust.

"...she is like jasmine, with an irresistible strong fragrance, she is completely different from me."

The prisoner named Daniel responded to Hannibal's words. He seemed to agree with Hannibal's evaluation of Jasmine. He lowered his hands and looked at them outside the glass wall. After a while, he walked to the wall and looked at them.

This was a gesture of willingness to communicate with them, or he recognized Hannibal.

Don Nana felt Hannibal's superb level of psychoanalysis, her eyes switched back and forth between the two men looking at each other through the glass wall, and she swallowed in silence.

"What do you want to ask? Who taught me to commit crimes?"

"No, you are very smart and have been improving all the time. I don't think anyone is 'teaching' you, but there must be an opportunity for you to change, isn't it?"

Hannibal's eyes were calm, and he treated Daniel no differently from others. Perhaps it was his attitude that made Daniel, who had originally refused to pay attention to them, willing to change his mind.

"Indeed, do you know why I thought of using a transparent raincoat to prevent clues?"

Leaning against the transparent wall, Daniel smiled as he spoke. His high cheekbones made the lower half of his face look sharp. Donna believed that the so-called love comes from the heart. Just Daniel's smile can make She felt an uneasy feeling.

"Why?" Hannibal asked persuasively, waiting for his answer.

"Because I saw it. On a rainy night, I saw a man in a transparent raincoat dragging a dead woman in the woods next to the highway. Lightning roared and I saw red light reflected on his body. That was The blood was spilled on it and the moment it was washed and illuminated by the rain."

As if stuck in memory, Daniel said that his eyes were out of focus and looked somewhere, until finally he came back to his senses and opened his eyes wide: "He is like a demon, and the demons in the world easily take everyone's life. "

After hearing this description, Don Nana looked at Hannibal with questioning eyes, and the other party gave her a comforting look.

"and after?"

"I was terrified at the time, and I fled home, but I started dreaming about this scene all night, and then I drove to that place again, walked into that forest, and I found the body, her The stomach has been emptied, and two pieces of meat from the inner thighs have been cut off. In a flash, I understood that I think he is hunting, just like humans do to other animals. Humans are just food for him. That's all."

After speaking, Daniel raised his eyes to look at them, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and his eyes were flickering with fanaticism.

"I got a new life, I found a way to change my life, as long as I become a hunter, hunting humans, then I will evolve to become a higher position in the food chain."

This time Hannibal didn't speak, and he looked at Daniel with pity and kindness. Donna felt that Daniel was crazy, and she thought that Hannibal's reaction was just the sadness he felt when he saw a terminally ill lunatic.

So when they left the psychiatric hospital, she looked at the quiet street outside and sighed deeply.

"Professor, do you believe what he said? Did he really see a murder, or did he imagine it?"

"I will report back to the police what he said in the follow-up and ask if there is any case he mentioned. Sometimes the content of patients' fantasies is very complete. Even as a psychologist, it is difficult to judge at once. Mechanical recall, they themselves often believe it to be true and can’t tell the truth from the false, even a lie detector can’t work on such people.”

Hannibal explained to her seriously as always, and then took out a taffy from his pocket.

"You haven't spoken before, and I was worried that you would be scared. Thank you for being willing to come with me today, for you."

"Eh? Thank you. It's okay. This kind of opportunity is rare."

Looking at the candy lying in the palm of her hand, she was a little dazed, but finally held it in her hand.

After the two said goodbye, Don Nana couldn't help thinking about what happened just now. It wasn't until she got home and saw the bag she had put on the table after packing that she remembered that there were more things worth thinking about today.

After confirming that the time was about the same as expected, she picked up the bag and called Yog's name.

"Do you know that Bruce is convenient now?"

Looking at the purple bubble that appeared in front of her, Don Nana asked.

"...I think it should be convenient, he is alone in a room now."

Using the avatar to explore the environment where Bruce Wayne is, Yog answered very responsibly.

"Well, I want to...appear directly in front of him."

Thinking of the expression that Bruce Wayne might show after she succeeds in pranking her prank, Donna couldn't help laughing, and she even couldn't wait to bend her eyebrows.

"it is good."

After Yog responded, the palm-sized silver spoon door appeared in front of her eyes. Donna knew that although the door seemed small, the difference in distance was actually very small. She hugged her bag tightly. Close your eyes and let a gravitational pull pull you forward.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar. With the experience in Innsmouth, she can relax her body and wait for the completion of the shuttle.

At this time, Bruce Wayne, who was on the top floor of the Wayne Group and regularly played the role of stepping on the spot to sleep without doing business, opened his eyes. He felt an unusual air flow in the room. Sure enough, a familiar door appeared directly above him. .

With a chuckle, he had already guessed the direction of the plot, and as expected, the figure of the girl he was familiar with soon appeared in the door of chaos, and finally landed on him steadily.

"surprise!"

Pressing the warm chest with both hands through the fabric, Don Nana raised her head and shouted while enduring the dizziness after the shuttle.

She didn't expect that she would land directly on Bruce, and the position in front of her made her feel even more ashamed.

Different from the appearance that she was caught off guard by the sudden development, the other party took the time to support her waist with one hand, while leaning on the boss's chair and raised his eyelids to look at her, his thin lips curled into a smile that was not a smile. The temperature is astonishingly hot.

"You didn't react?" Don Nana licked her dry lips and asked.

Because of her movements, Bruce Wayne's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he raised his upper body slightly to hug Donna. In the gradually tightening embrace, she heard him say in a slightly hoarse voice: "I..."

Don Nana was still expecting his words, but after he said a word, the door was slammed open from the outside, followed by the silence of the three of them.

"Sorry, I didn't see anything, you guys continue."

The secretary who was originally appointed to call Bruce Wayne to the board of directors felt that his career had come to an end. You must know that Bruce Wayne usually slept in the office, so no one would answer when he knocked on the door. Developed the habit of directly opening the door and calling people to get up.

Who knew... unexpectedly bumped into such a scene...