Instance game: I signed a pact with the gods, and the gods accused me of cheating

"Old man, can I ask you a few questions?"

Thinking of this, Qin Shang suspected that the old man might know something, and turned his head to look at the old man beside him.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly started to go crazy again. When he heard Qin Shang's words "ask for advice", the old man's expression changed 180 degrees, and he looked stunned, as if something unexpected had happened outside the script.

Then he tilted his head towards Qin Shang, still looking mysterious.

"What do you want to ask? I have nothing to tell you. I can only advise you to take care of yourself, young man. Delete the photos on your phone quickly, otherwise that thing will stare at you at night. The content of that painting seriously disrespects religious history and beliefs. I dare not say anything about it!"

You are quite talkative!

Qin Shang secretly complained in his heart, secretly took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the hand of the security guard just now;

"I'm sorry, bro. Actually, this uncle is my friend's father. I'm sorry to trouble you. Thank you for your help."

"What? You know this old man?"

Qin Shang nodded slightly and glanced at the person next to him who was still repeating, "I've said it before, nuns in the last century were not like this! The nun in the painting is not wearing a veil, but a wedding dress. The information in this painting is all wrong. It is deliberately promoting feudal superstition. This kind of thing should be banned as soon as possible!"

It looks like this old man is going crazy again.

Qin Shang coughed dryly, smiled apologetically, and lowered his voice to the two security guards;

"Yes, my friend's father is a little mentally unstable, so... I hope you can understand. I came here to see Uncle Weisu on behalf of my friend to see what he usually does. I didn't understand the situation just now and just asked a few questions casually. I'm really sorry!"

Seeing this, the two security guards did not throw the old man out of the museum for the sake of money.

But they still looked at each other, both with helpless expressions.

"Well, since you know him, take him away quickly. This old guy is affecting our normal security work here!"

Hearing this, Qin Shang nodded at the security guard with an apologetic smile and grabbed the old man.

He was fully armed with a mask and a hat, so even acquaintances might not be able to recognize him. Therefore, when he went out, his identity had to rely on his own mouth. Anyway, he had already reached the entrance of the museum, so Qin Shang was not worried about attracting the attention of the bad guys behind the monitoring room.

"I, I don't know you...what are you going to do?"

The moment Qin Shang grabbed the old man's arm, a hint of panic was clearly visible in his eyes.

But Qin Shang did not give him time to resist. The little ghost baby in his arms jumped out at the speed of light. His button-like black pupils glanced at the old man, and the old man's struggle suddenly stopped.

[Bewitching], within the next five minutes, the old man will trust Qin Shang unconditionally.

"Uncle, look at you. You forgot to take your medicine again. I was called by your son to take you home. You left in a hurry and the gas stove at home was not turned off. The neighbors all complained. Let's go back quickly..."

When these words were spoken, the old man was stunned, and then his suspicion gradually faded away, turning into a look of relief.

"Ah? It's you. Oh, I remember now."

"Did you forget to turn off the gas stove when I went out? Let's go, we have to go back quickly."

The old man returned to normal in an instant, as if he really knew Qin Shang.

In my heart, I was thinking about the gas stove directly, as if I had really forgotten to turn off the gas stove when I went out and was in a hurry to go back.

The actions of the two did not attract the attention of other passers-by. Even after Qin Shang let go, the old man still took the lead and rushed out of the museum with an anxious look on his face.

Seeing this, Qin Shang followed behind, a sneer flashing across the corners of his lips under the mask.

There was something not quite right about this old guy. He kept talking about religion and disrespecting historical facts, but he didn't answer questions properly. If he really had mental problems, he wouldn't have revealed such a panicked look when Qin Shang grabbed him.

Also, his logic is normal. In the world of mental illness, there is no such thing as whether I know you or not, only whether I want to know you or not.

So the old man’s first question should be “Who are you?” instead of “I don’t know you.”

Only those who have lost their basic subjective logical judgment ability can be qualified as mentally ill. This old man obviously doesn't seem to be one.

When Qin Shang first saw him in Exhibition Hall 3, he had a lot of questions. It was rare for a mentally disordered person to be able to take care of himself. The old man was wearing clean clothes and was well-dressed. There were no signs of not taking a bath for a long time or not paying attention to hygiene on his body. He looked like a completely normal person.

If he really has mental problems, then his attitude must be because his children take good care of him. How can they just ignore an elderly person at home when they know that the elderly person has mental problems?

There has to be someone to watch over the old man, but according to a passerby nearby, this is the third time this old man has appeared in the Xiang'an District Art Museum this month. Even if his family members didn't keep an eye on him one day and let him run away.

It’s okay once, it’s okay twice, but is it okay to let your elderly father with mental problems go missing again and again?

After leaving the museum, the old man walked towards the north, and Qin Shang followed him at a distance.

[Bewitching] can make the other party unconditionally trust what one describes, so the old man didn't even delve into the fact that Qin Shang claimed to be his son's friend. There was only one thought left in his mind: the gas stove at home was not turned off when he came out.

So I tried to rush home in a hurry.

But, the [tempting] limit is only five minutes, so after five minutes, the old man should realize that something is wrong.

Of course, Qin Shang also wanted to see if the old man could get home in five minutes...

There are surveillance cameras everywhere in front of the museum, so it is not a good place for interrogation.

It would be better if I could go to his house.

After walking about 88 meters, the old man suddenly shuddered, the excitement in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a look of confusion.

"Uncle, you have been emphasizing that the culture and religious beliefs promoted by this "Nun Picture" are wrong and do not respect historical facts. Do you know the history that really happened?"

Qin Shang had been keeping track of the time from behind. When he saw the old man's body tremble, he knew that he must have realized that something was wrong. The time for [Bewitching] had obviously passed, so he immediately took two steps forward and kept pace with the old man.

"Or were you instructed by someone to deliberately spread rumors in the Xiang'an District Art Museum every day?"

"Do you know that your behavior is disturbing public order? In serious cases, you may be arrested!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the old man who had just come to his senses while walking on the road was suddenly startled and turned his head to look at Qin Shang.

A hint of horror flashed across his turbid eyes.

"You, who are you? You, me, why are you following me?"

Qin Shang smiled playfully;

"You just asked me to come to your house and tell me the story behind "The Nun" in person. You took the initiative to invite me. Have you forgotten?"

"Nonsense, nonsense. I don't even know you. Why would I ask you to come to my house? It was you who pulled me away from the museum by my arm. I just bumped into you by accident. And then you even lied to the two security guards and claimed that you were my son's friend. You are kidnapping, naked kidnapping. I'm calling the police."

The old man looked surprised and doubtful. He didn't have time to figure out why he obeyed the young man's orders inexplicably at the entrance of the museum. Instead, he pointed at Qin Shang in frustration and immediately took out his cell phone.

Seeing this, Qin Shang crossed his arms and said indifferently;

"Okay, then call the police. Tell the police that you clearly remember that I was following you at the entrance of the museum, and tell them the whole story!"

"For example, at what time did you enter the museum, at what time did you appear in Hall 3, at what time did you get dragged out by the security guard, and then I bumped into you at the entrance of the museum, and at what time did you leave the museum and be followed by me? You must tell the sheriff every step of the way, otherwise they may not be able to file a case against you!"

"Of course I remember every step clearly, so of course I can file a case!"

"You are a human trafficker. How despicable! You actually targeted an old man like me..."

Hearing this, the old man glared at Qin Shang fiercely, then dialed the three numbers 110 on his mobile phone.

However, the moment he raised his hand to make the call, he was stunned.

"But will the sheriff believe the nonsense of a lunatic like you?"

The next moment, Qin Shang was smiling.

The old man was also stunned.

"But it doesn't matter. I have recalled it for you and found witnesses for you. You can ask the two security guards to serve as witnesses because they have talked to me and heard me say with their own ears that I am your son's friend. If you want to prove that I have ulterior motives and have ill intentions towards an old man like you, you will definitely need witnesses. Otherwise, the sheriff can't just listen to your one-sided story!"

Qin Shang chuckled and lifted his cap as he laughed. In the old man's suddenly nervous expression, he revealed a pair of dark and deep eye sockets, staring at the old man coldly.

“If the two security guards are unwilling to testify for you, it’s best for you to recount the entire process of your dealings with them. For example, was it morning or afternoon when you came to the museum last time? Did you run into them in the morning or in the afternoon? Was the security guard who threw you out last time the two today or someone else? Anyway, the more information you have, the more credible it will be. Only in this way can you prove that you are not a mental patient and have civil liability capacity, and then you can file a case!”

"Otherwise, if they are unwilling to testify for you, they will just shut you up with one sentence, right? After all, you are a mental patient. That's why they didn't bother with you. Otherwise, even if you rely on your age, you can't do evil things in the museum every day and disrupt their normal business activities!"

When these words were spoken, the old man felt as if a thorn in his back was uneasy.

Wow!

This kid...

Every word was precious. If the old man really called the police and wanted to prove that Qin Shang was really following him and intended to harm him, he would have to provide evidence.

But how could a mentally disturbed person have such clear logic and memory?

In other words, while proving that Qin Shang was against him, the old man's recent behavior of deliberately making trouble in the Xiang'an District Art Museum must also be confirmed.

People didn't bother with him, firstly because of his age, and secondly because the old man often acted crazy and stupid. He was controlled by the museum staff, and even his family members and guardians could not get any information out of him. What can be done for a mentally ill person?

Therefore, the museum staff had no choice but to resort to this helpless method of expelling them.

But if it is proved that this old guy is pretending to be crazy and stupid, pretending to be a ghost and deliberately disrupting the normal order of the museum, he will be sent to jail in minutes.

Let’s not talk about whether Qin Shang will get into trouble for following the old man. First of all, Qin Shang didn’t do anything out of line. It’s the old man himself who should be worried. He has been talking nonsense in the museum these days, which actually results in malicious slander of the museum. Will the losses caused be settled by the museum later?

The next moment, the old man put away his phone with a gloomy face and looked at Qin Shang with vigilance.

"Who are you? We really don't know you!"

Hearing this, Qin Shang put his hands in his pockets and stuffed his hat into his arms.

"Indeed, I just want to ask you a question. Who is behind you causing trouble at the Xiang'an District Art Museum every few days? Also, what do you know about the painting "Nun"? Answer my questions and I'll leave!"

"Let me make it clear. Today, everyone is safe and sound. It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. I have recorded our conversation with my phone. You have clear logic, fluent pronunciation, and you know how to protect your legal rights by calling the police. Tsk, you are much better than many elderly people. With this recording, you will probably be stopped and asked for compensation next time you enter the museum!"

He was already 100% certain that there was someone behind this old man, otherwise, if he really knew some inside information, he wouldn't have wanted to investigate further at the door of the museum just now, but in the end he just kept repeating the same two lines.

Hearing this, the old man's face became uncertain, and after a long while he gritted his teeth;

"I say! Someone asked me to spread rumors in the museum, but it's not really a rumor. The haunting is real..."

"Why were you allowed to spread those rumors? What was the purpose?"

Qin Shang narrowed his eyes and had no time to listen to the old man's nonsense.

Of course he knew that the haunting was real. After all, this was a genuine contaminated copy. If certain conditions were met to open it, even if the copy was [sealed], it would not directly pull ordinary people into the world of the Divine Road copy, and some elements in the copy would leak out.

For example, those rumors that Fang Changpei had mentioned, which the little girl said had been confirmed.

The next moment, the old man showed an innocent expression and smiled bitterly;

"They didn't tell me what the purpose was. I'm just an employee who gets paid to help people get rid of bad luck. But this month, there have been more than one or two cases of people encountering ghosts. They were all caused by that painting. Those people have all been to the Xiang'an District Art Museum and investigated the "Nun Picture". Not long after, they all lost consciousness. The situation was so miserable. Some people really had their tongues chopped off, and some were seriously injured. It seemed that they had mental problems and started to self-harm for no reason. Anyway, they were definitely haunted by that vengeful spirit!"

At the end of his words, he rubbed his hands nervously, with confusion written all over his face.

As for Qin Shang, his expression froze when he heard these words.

Are they all unconscious?

Wait, how did he know that those who had seen ghosts had been to the Xiang'an District Art Museum and had investigated "The Nun Picture"? If it was just a rumor like the two security guards at the door just now, it could barely make sense, but how did he know the details of the person's tongue being chopped off and the injuries...

Has this old man ever seen a survivor who failed in a copy and managed to survive?