my cthulhu game

Chapter 53 I Picked Up a Music Saint in the Grass
"Name" Chen Qiang took out a notebook from his bag and wrote an English word on it, hoping he could recognize it.

"Ludwig..." This time the man finally understood.

"Ludwig, right? Okay." Chen Qiang directly put the man into the car.He took out an old man's mobile phone from his pocket and stuffed it into the man's pocket while the man was still staring at the car.

[Chen Qiang's skill test failed 92/10]

"What's that?" The man noticed that Chen Qiang stuffed something into his pocket.

"This is a gift. It's yours." Chen Qiang didn't know how the German deaf man spoke English, and wrote on the note with the most concise and rough English words.

[Chen Qiang's Speech Skill Check 40/70 succeeded]

The man understood what Chen Qiang meant.He remained silent and leaned against the back seat of the car.What happened today was too far beyond the limit of his imagination, even for him, it would take a while to digest it.

Chen Qiang took out his mobile phone and entered a new number in the phone book, which was called "Traveler No. 1".There is a SIM card in the mobile phone given to the man. When the man accepts the fact that "this mobile phone belongs to him now", the plug-in in Chen Qiang's phone book that displays the current SAN value of the contact can play a role.

For Mr. who is difficult to communicate, take a look at his sanity value first.If it is 0, it means that he is a believer of an outer god; if not, then consume the sanity in the sanity pool and force him to be an investigator to see his character card.

Chen Qiang didn't believe it, this deaf man who smelled of alcohol could exceed 50 will points!

Then, Chen Qiang saw a number he had never seen before.

A big "95".

"..."

95? !
Sir, are you really human?

If it hadn't been confirmed that "mythical interference" would not work on men, Chen Qiang would have judged him to be a mythical creature in human skin.

Attribute 95 is close to the human limit.When investigators set up characters, it is generally forbidden to use characters with attributes greater than or equal to 91, but this does not mean that there are no humans in the world who can achieve this attribute.

Sanity 95 means that his will is likely to be 95 or even 99, the pinnacle heart of steel among mortals.

German, deaf, 200 years ago, human limit...

Before Chen Qiang's eyes, a portrait suddenly appeared, which he had seen in his primary school music textbook and middle school Chinese textbook.

"Sir." Chen Qiang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head slowly.

"FULL NAME" he wrote on the note in capital letters.

"Ludwig..." As if he noticed from the capitalization that Chen Qiang's question was particularly powerful this time, the man's expression gradually became firm, "Ludwig van Beethoven."

……

D city south.

In the private practice of Mr. Howard Todd.

As a high-end medical institution that specializes in serving the rich, Mr. Todd has extremely rich medical resources, and his professionalism prevents him from divulging the privacy of his clients. But this time, Chen Qiang did give him a problem.

"God, what patient have you got me?" cried Mr. Howard Todd.

Not far away, Xu Leilei and Doctor Huang who followed did not dare to speak.

"Severe neurosis!" Dr. Howard Todd knocked on the glass of the treatment room, where the German guest from 200 years ago was infusion and fell asleep again. "Severe deafness due to lack of treatment. Stomach and liver problems, and -"

He glanced down at the test sheet in his hand.

"—Mild lead poisoning," said Dr. Howard Todd, who was already speaking fluent Chinese, "and exhaustion. Seriously, why didn't you get him to me sooner?"

We don’t know you!Xu Leilei and Doctor Huang on the side had headaches.And we originally planned to transfer him to a big hospital...

"You go out first, I have something to tell Dr. Todd." Chen Qiang winked at Xu Leilei and Dr. Huang.

The two left immediately.Only Chen Qiang, Todd, and the ancient visitor who fell asleep in the treatment room were left in the room.

"To be honest," Dr. Todd has dealt with many difficult cases, and the one in front of him may not be the most dangerous, but it is the most bizarre. "It's a miracle that this man survived to this day."

"Since this is already a miracle," Chen Qiang said, "let him stay in your sterile ward for a few more days, and you can supplement him with some common vaccines by the way."

Compared with the 18th century, the contemporary bacteria and viruses are more ferocious. Chen Qiang was really worried that Mr. Pei was infected with something and died before he left the hospital.

Dr. Todd's eyes widened.

"You wouldn't say that he even—"

"...Nothing has been vaccinated. So please, doctor," Chen Qiang said seriously, "Please make sure he survives."

"Is he really German?" the American Todd protested loudly. "He really wasn't from some primitive tribe in Central Africa, or an island in the Indian Ocean—"

"He is indeed German." Chen Qiang was expressionless.He wasn't worried that Dr. Todd would reveal Beethoven's existence. In fact, without the help of Chen Qiang and his son, the tyrants, Dr. Todd's private hospital would not be as stable as it is now. He still owes Chen Qiang and his son a large sum of money.

"Damn, that's why I don't like Germans."

"Why do you hate Germans?" Chen Qiang was curious.

"Because my last name means 'dead doctor' in German."

Todd, who is nearly [-] years old, recalled the distant past. When he was in medical school, his German roommate laughed at him for five whole school years because of this bad joke.

Chen Qiang couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"Laugh if you want," Todd didn't dare to lose his temper with Chen Qiang after all, "I really don't like Germans, except for those who make music."

"Oh why?"

"I love German and Austrian classical music," Dr. Todd said solemnly, "Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to follow in the footsteps of the masters."

"That's really good!" Chen Qiang sighed at the white ceiling.

"Why do I feel like there's something in your words?" Dr. Todd had a psychological success in his mind.

"Nothing," Chen Qiang said, "I'm curious, what kind of master are you talking about? Bach, Brahms?"

“Those like Beethoven, Bach, Mozart, and Brahms,” said Dr. Todd, a senior classical music lover, with piety, “they are really God’s messengers to the world. Especially Beethoven, The master of masters, he is as majestic as the thunder of the gods."

Chen Qiang looked over Todd's shoulder and looked at the sleeping old Bei.

Dude, do you know that the gentleman you called God Thunder is snoring behind you right now?
"So, what kind of patient did you find for me?" Todd, who didn't know the truth, muttered to himself.

Todd originally planned to go to Europe next month to listen to the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra's European May Festival concert. Their new conductor will perform Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny and Pastoral Symphony.

It happened that Chen Qiang suddenly appeared at this time, and he specifically told Todd that he must keep an eye on the patient and not leave until he recovered.

Everything went to waste.

"Fortunately," Todd thought optimistically, "he'll get better sooner, and I'll still be in time for the concert."

　So far, the gods and monsters and their main features appearing in this book are still derived from the official "Monster Hammer", or adapted from the original scriptures, and there is indeed an outer god who will target great musicians. PS: I really want to write copies of various eras, such as ancient Rome, Baker Street, and the reality behind the stage should not be limited to one city.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)