I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

"Then what banquet did he attend that night?"

Lu Jian told his two companions about his discovery.

"I want to eat, too."

Shia gave a guiding opinion.

"It's strange. According to the information given by the police, Dr. House should have been in his clinic that night and never came out. His body was found by a newspaper delivery person the next morning. The time of death should be early in the morning."

Drizzt opened his little book and looked at the records on it.

"Here is a record of his itinerary on the day of his death. He consulted the doctor as usual in the morning, received two patients in the afternoon, and met with the supplier. This was the last time he met with other people."

"So that supplier was the last person he saw?"

Lu Jian confirmed it.

"Yes, we can ask that supplier later, or we can go to the clinic to see the scene of the first crime."

Drizzt nodded.

"You said just now that there may be two dead people. If they all died like this, it should be easy to investigate, right?"

Shia swallowed the donut in her hand and picked up another one. It was so delicious that Lu Jian was hungry.

But thinking about how delicious Shia is even after eating bugs, Lu Jian felt that the donuts might not be so delicious.

"Indeed, but it is true that no similar reports have been received yet. Maybe people like gangsters and call girls may not be discovered even if they are dead."

Drizzt also added.

"By the way, have you heard about a woman who appeared on the black street recently?"

The funeral home staff at the side suddenly said.

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The first monthly pass in November plus 2/3

===394. The kid next door===

"what's up?"

Lu Jian and Shia pricked up their ears to listen to gossip.

Shia didn't notice that there was another donut missing from her bag for no apparent reason.

"An urban legend."

Drizzt seemed to know, he spread his hands and explained.

"It is said that in the slums of the abandoned capital, sometimes you can meet a woman at night. If you take her in with good intentions, or try to abduct her with bad intentions, there is a high probability that you will encounter misfortune and be found the next day. Died somewhere in the sewer, the death is ugly, there are many such legends, and there are different versions in different regions, all of which scare children to sleep and don't go out to play at night."

"I see."

Lu Jian expressed his understanding.

"So, there are similar rumors over there. It is said that if you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you will be taken away by the Night King of the forest. Fry it in a sizzling oil pan until fragrant, then add some salt and pepper, and fry until golden on both sides. Then add chili and dried salted fish..."

As Shia talked, it turned into how to make supper.

"Please stop, friend."

Drizzt interrupted Shia's recipe.

"What is the Night King?"

Lu Jian asked curiously.

"It's a legend from our side. It is said that it was a monster that defeated the winter wolf hundreds of years ago and ruled the night. It is specially used to scare children who don't want to sleep."

Shia said seriously.

"..."

Lu Jian thought for a while, if he were to say that he defeated Winter Wolf, wouldn't that be him?

Didn't expect that his deeds from that year would still be handed down, and even continue to evolve, becoming the great demon king who stops children from crying at night?

If Shia knew that she was that night king, she didn't know how she would treat it.

Lu Jian thinks it's better to talk about how to add chili and salted fish.

"Salted fish should be soaked in water first and then...I mean, so, this rumor is actually just a rumor, isn't it something strange?"

"Who knows, several people die every day in Heijie. Sometimes in order to cover up crimes, it is very convenient to make up some simple and easy-to-use urban legends to bear the crime."

Drizzt wanted to take out his pipe, but after thinking about where he was now, he put it back.

"However, this person should have seen at least one woman before his death."

Lu Bian nodded.

"How did you know?"

Shia reached into the paper bag, but found that there were no more donuts at some point. She was a little confused, but she still crumpled the paper bag and stuffed it into her pocket.

"There is a smell of perfume on his body. You see, his internal organs have been preserved so well, and the smell around him at that time has been stuffed into the glass."

Lu Jian's [True Vision] gave him more clues.

"Are any of his patients that day female?"

"should not."

Drizzt shook his head.

"A bartender in Heijie broke his leg because of drunkenness, and a worker in a factory suffered from lung disease caused by long-term exposure to exhaust gas. These are the two patients he came into contact with that afternoon."

"Aren't there any call girls who were injured, or women who had to go out to work for their families to come to the clinic?"

Lu Bian asked.

"No."

Drizzt closed the notebook.

"Is there any clue in this viscera, you have to take another look."

"Looking at the impact on the body is quite serious, do you just have the heart to let me see it?"

"Only you are the least qualified to say this among the people present."

Drizzt couldn't help but took out his pipe, struck a match, and lit the tobacco. He took a deep breath, and the slightly pungent smell filled his lungs, bringing some hallucinatory feeling to soothe his nerves. He watched it again. Taking a look at the corpse with glass flowers in full bloom, Drizzt might have lowered his sanity long ago and had various stress reactions, but now, he can stand in front of the corpse and talk and laugh happily.

All of these changes come from a place of silence.

With more and more tasks in the abandoned capital, Drizzt also had a premonition that the pollution of this world was gradually overflowing, breaking through the things that originally bound them.

Perhaps one day, the dream constructed by the author of the ancient capital will become a real reality, and monsters are rampant on the streets of the abandoned capital.

"Well, what's in here?"

Lu Yi took another serious look, and he found that the part between the viscera and the part close to the skin seemed to be stained with a little color.

This color is usually not obvious, and it can only be seen clearly under the light of Drizzt's match in a dark environment.

"It may be the dye. There are often such stains on the factory side. Recently, the factory has been busy with work, and many people have fallen ill. Dr. House sometimes helps some sick people."

Drizzt also leaned over to take a look.

"This should be brought by the workers of that factory?"

Shia felt that the corpse blooming with glass flowers was full of weirdness, moreover, it was more like a catharsis of some kind of emotion.

Because of the pained, surprised look on Dr. House's face, he must have suffered quite a bit.

There are many kinds of killings, and Shia herself has killed many people.

Simple killing is just killing people. Killing is a means, a process to achieve other goals.

As for the instigator of the Glass Flower, for him, killing is obviously the purpose, and he killed Dr. House in this way just to make Dr. House suffer torture and suffering.

"Has he any enemies?"

Shia asked, and took out a bag of small biscuits from the gap in the armor, which she secretly hid.

quack quack-

The sound of biscuits being chewed through the mortuary was quite the stomach torment.

"I'll take a piece too."

Lu Jian stretched out his hand and took the biscuit from Shia. Just as he was about to eat it, he found that the biscuit in his palm was gone.

"Dr. House had almost no enemies. He was a good neighbor to everyone. After graduating from medical school, he worked as a doctor in a hospital for a while, and then set up a clinic on his own. He charged cheap fees and helped the poor. Maybe some of his colleagues Seeing him unhappy?"

Drizzt explained, and added another sentence.

"Of course, it doesn't mean that good people won't die, but bad people will definitely die. He may have other dark sides behind his back, or he has provoked people who shouldn't be provoked. It's normal in the abandoned capital."

"We can go to his clinic and check with that provider later."

The great detective of the abandoned capital said again.

"no problem."

The three thanked the staff and left the funeral home. Not far from the funeral home, just one block past the teahouse where Lu Jian and Drizzt met, is Dr. House's clinic.

It is closed and guarded by the police, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

It was already afternoon at this time, the sun began to become ambiguous, sloping, lazy, and the clinic became dim.

Walking into the clinic, Lu Jian smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

He saw that the hospital beds in the clinic were circled, where Dr. House's body was found.

===395. You will also be silenced, right? ===

There are huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the clinic. It is hard to imagine how much courage it takes to adopt such a decoration in this gray alley, where black and white streets meet, and where law and order are chaotic.