Chapter 2799 - 2794: 13 Days’ Tale (51)
Chapter 2799: Chapter 2794: 13 Days’ Tale (51)
Just a few sentences, and the situation seems clear.
Poor Laxik, just like last time, is thrown irrationally into a special place, then comes endless torment.
The difference is, last time she seemed trapped in time, this time she’s confined to a specific geographic area.
As for the source of the torment, on one hand, it’s naturally from the director who’s always waiting for intruders to use as tools; on the other hand, the attitude of Servis is also clearly expressed.
This expert is obviously not so keen on the idea of healing through charity.
He seems more inclined to view himself as a warden, using Insight to perceive the human heart, eventually sending people to where they belong.
So, faced with Laxik who fell from the sky, he’s certainly interested, but clearly not in a hurry to send her out, more like quietly watching her performance.
As for Laxik’s subsequent experiences, it’s very easy to imagine.
Just like what happened to herself, the director will offer the key, even step by step send Laxik into this place and open the safe for her.
Servis is even simpler; he doesn’t rush to let the director lose this tool, but instead listens and cooperates with the action.
Because this will be a process that kills two birds with one stone.
It’s both his and the director’s battle of wills, and allows him to observe the peculiarities in Laxik.
With enough confidence in one’s own ability to control the situation, it’s completely normal to make such a choice.
Considering Servis’s position here, this confidence is almost certain.
As such, Laxik encounters a situation almost identical to her own at the moment.
Assailed from both sides, no path in sight.
The journey is filled with demons and monsters, not a single normal person in sight.
In this situation, the eventual attainment of the mental state described by Lady Black House, "trust no one," comes naturally.
Of course, what Fu Qian is more curious about is whether Laxik’s situation is absolutely identical to hers.
For example, whether she is troubled by the Well of Time, and the threat of Judgment Day.
The former seems likely, her mental state collapsing so quickly, it’s normal to touch a bit of human heart Darkness, right?
The latter seems a bit absurd, after all, theoretically she was tortured more than a year earlier than Judgment Day.
"Actually her performance was quite good, she calmed down quickly, hoping to get help to leave here."
Clearly, Servis knows the difficulty of proving oneself sane in an asylum, he sighed, reminiscing about the past.
"But it was precisely during this process that she exposed too many unsettling aspects, to the point that as exchanges deepened, even others began to doubt her mental state."
He raised his hand and pointed at his temple, but the chief physician’s eyes were focused on the same spot on Fu Qian.
"For instance, she told us there shouldn’t be a date of 52... Compared to that, your reaction in this regard is much calmer."
...
Lady Laxik is still too young after all, not understanding the principle of blending in with one’s surroundings.
As he spoke, Servis obviously closely observed Fu Qian’s reaction.
Unfortunately, consistent with his description, he had no hope of seeing any abnormalities on Fu Qian’s face.
As for the ordeal of Laxik he spoke of, Fu Qian felt melancholy inside.
It’s well known that not fitting in is a major taboo, especially in certain special places.
The irregular state of the asylum is something perceptive individuals can discern in an instant.
There’s even the question of whether it belongs to reality that requires careful consideration.
But now, the core issue is that you need to gain acceptance.
At this time, forcibly correcting some commonly recognized things will only result in fewer and fewer allies.
"Actually, where I come from, there’s no date of 52, but it’s merely a different form of timing, in my view it can be seen as a detail that can be accommodated."
Although lamenting Laxik’s experience, Fu Qian didn’t "learn from experience," truly claiming 52 as normal, but continued to tell the truth.
Different positions require different postures.
She was no longer just an intruder in the wandering asylum, but truly one of the trio seated at the table.
Blindly lowering one’s stance to pander would only reduce Servis’s evaluation, causing him to offer less.
"Indeed... It’s merely a matter of form. You look young, yet your mind is much more mature."
Surely, the chief physician did not cast a glance suggesting this guy was crazy; with a gaze fixed on him, he lightly glossed over.
"Unfortunately, Laxik lacks such tolerance, making subsequent exchanges increasingly difficult. Her behavior became more and more stubborn, even aggression became evident."
As he finished speaking, he pointed to a shallow scar on the left side of his nose for Fu Qian to see.
His gestures and words were obvious; it should have been Laxik’s handiwork—
What’s this? You haven’t seen her pry open the police chief’s wife’s skull, exploring inch by inch.
Although the wound is not deep, it’s a bit long. Yet Fu Qian only sighed at Servis’s fuss.
Despite the setbacks, Lady Laxik is certainly not a mediocre person.
The execution displayed in a predicament is something ordinary people can’t hope to match; throwing this thing on her face is already quite restrained.
"Just like what I went through?"
However, she did not voice any sarcasm, instead Fu Qian merely compared the symptoms once experienced by the columnist.
"Indeed similar."
Servis nodded.
"So she was also confined?"
"Not really. Just when I planned to do so, Laxik had already hidden away, step by step concealed herself here."
"That’s really not easy, I’m afraid she had some help to achieve this."
"Indeed, someone helped her, you can call him—the precursor."
As Servis spoke, he pointed to the pocket on Fu Qian’s side.
Inside were the two notes received consecutively.
...
Precursor? Sounds quite grand compared to director.
In a dialogue, not only was Laxik’s miserable fate outlined, but also an impressive title emerged.
Servis was clearly referring to the third entity in the trio.
As for whether it’s the director or precursor, the specific title isn’t important.
The core is that it’s officially acknowledged there truly is another person.
"He’s my favorite patient, I’ve derived quite a bit of enjoyment in targeted therapy."
His gaze never left Fu Qian’s face, Servis gave him only a few seconds to process before continuing with a look of indulgence.
"If you can provide assistance next, like I sent Laxik, I’ll also send you away."