Chasing danger?"

Joey found the conversation interesting, and he looked at Higg, who was slightly reserved.

This man has always given him the impression of being a bit timid and autistic and introverted, but now listening to what he said, it is obvious that this person is more than that, those are just his appearances.

"People are complex, aren't they? The same person has multiple faces, like Lorenzo. ”

Higg always mentions Lorenzo, consciously or unconsciously, as if the detective has some fascinating magic.

"How?"

There's still plenty of time, and Joey still has a lot of time to talk to him.

"Lorenzo never tries to hide anything, you can feel it, he's a complete lunatic, a very self-destructive kind, but he never hides that he's crazy, and sometimes he's proud. ”

In some ways, he was honestly no. I've always been afraid of the conflict between him and Lady Vanroude, and you know her character, right?"

Hearing Higg say this, Joey remembered the grumpy old lady, and he began to understand Higg's concern.

"Once there is a conflict, it is likely to end in blood, but Lorenzo has never done anything excessive, like going out and becoming a madman, stepping on the door, but becoming normal again. ”

Higg thought back to what had been said about Lorenzo.

"He's like a dead tree......"

He whispered.

"The decaying dead tree, you can peek inside through the cracked tree lines, and there is a raging fire burning inside, burning and carbonizing everything from the inside out, until death. ”

But even so, there were new green shoots on the dry surface...... So I think Lorenzo is funny, very interesting, and I've always wondered how he got to be like this. ”

Higg said, his words tinged with a strange feeling, and Joey couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"You should ask him personally, aren't you his roommate?"

"But he's dangerous...... People like to chase danger, but in the same way, people hesitate before that danger, like ...... That dark side of human nature. ”

Higg went on to state as he looked at the rest of the Society, men and women, old and young, all of whom seemed normal and harmonious.

"You see, how friendly everyone is, like brothers. ”

Looking at them, some people have already begun to exchange contact information, and some people are ready to travel together.

"Joey, can you imagine? Such a group of people who have almost sunk into that deadly illusion before, and sold their property for that short-lived illusory pleasure, and some of them will go down the evil path......

The voice grew gloomy, and what Higg said was not a lie, something like this might be happening in the Lower Town right now.

"I used to think that human nature and even the world are two-sided, black and white, neither good nor evil, but the longer I have been in the old Dunling, the more clearly I can realize my mistakes, there is no good and evil, just a hazy gray. ”

Higg lowered his head, not so much talking to Joey, but more like he was talking to himself, introspective.

"Everyone is a constantly changing gray mass, a pitiful body of its own contradictions, composed of black and white, when you are good, there is more white part, when you are evil, there is more black part, there is no so-called absolute. ”

"Contradictions ran through each of them, and I was curious about Lorenzo, but I was afraid to step forward. ”

Higg looked at Joey, who had been silent for a long time, and said helplessly.

"I don't usually talk much. ”

"I can see that you are very conflicted, you want to communicate with people, but you are afraid and afraid, even if you tell me this, it is only through mutual aid, right?"

Joey briefly dissected Higg, everyone is contradictory, he is like this, Joey is like this, Lorenzo is like this.

"It's a good feeling to say it. Higg laughed, even after spending so much time in Old Dunling, he still had few friends, or even said no.

He muttered under his breath.

"Just like this, human beings are social animals, we can see countless of the same kind when we walk on the street, but there are very few people who can really see our hearts, and we are forever in the loneliness of the soul. ”

"What did you say?" Joey didn't hear him.

"Nothing. Higg said.

Suddenly, for some reason, the scene fell silent, and even the sound of the conversation was weakened, and just as Joey was wondering, the magnificent music sounded, and the old organ was up and running again, and the melody poured out of the copper-mottled pores, filling every part of the space in an instant.

The melody is quick and short, and by the time you realize you want to listen carefully, it's over, and then a man walks over slowly, smiling, waving to everyone.

"It seems that everyone's mental condition is good, and I hope you will end this pain soon. The man said.

His identity seems to be very respectful, applause and whistles are endless, and some people even greeted him and gave him a big hug.

"Who is he?" Joey wondered, he hadn't seen anyone like this in a mutual aid club.

"Psychiatrist. Higg explained to him.

This mutual aid association is not an ordinary mutual aid association, after all, everyone wants to quit whether it is a smoking or alcohol addiction, but the dangerous hallucinogens, a large number of data show that some people will become crazy after forcibly quitting hallucinogens, so the psychological condition of these people needs to be paid attention to at all times.

The man is the new psychiatrist, and he gives free counseling to all the people in this mutual aid group.

"I don't remember having that position before. Joy said.

"I don't know, anyway, he came with a piece of paper, it is said to be a doctor from the Black Mountain Hospital, everyone was a little scared at first, but then it got better, he was quite liked by everyone, so he didn't care. Higg replied.

Higg has always felt that the self-report in the mutual aid club is more like a spiritual self-telling, opening all defenses and revealing his true nature, and when facing strangers, this feels very bad, like a spiritual layer stripped naked for others to see.

The doctor was not very old, he looked less than thirty, and he had a standard smile on his face, which happened to be neither stiff nor pretentious.

Montenegro Hospital?

Joey knows what the Black Mountain Hospital is, but it's not all people related to demons, and to a certain extent, most of the doctors are normal people, but they don't know that the project they study is related to demons.

This is a very likable guy, but for some reason, this is the first time Joey has seen this man, but he instinctively resists him, as if subconsciously he defaults to being unfriendly.

The men were greeting one after another, so many people, in a blink of an eye, he had greeted half of the people, and he was about to arrive at Joey.

Joey didn't want to talk about these useless things, and after glancing at the time, it was time for him to go back.

"Higg, actually Lorenzo is not so dangerous, but ......" Joy paused for a moment, hesitated for a few moments, and still warned Higg, "But don't touch Lorenzo too deeply, it's really dangerous, literally dangerous." ”

Judging from the fact that Higg and Lorenzo have been roommates for so long, they really don't communicate much, otherwise this unlucky roommate would have been haunted by darkness and killed by a demon that suddenly appeared one night. Lorenzo seems to be indifferent, but in fact he is trying to protect these unlucky ghosts.

"What about you, Joey, are you so dangerous?" asked Higg.

Joey paused as he got up and left, and after a moment of silence, he replied.

"Almost, I'm sorry, I can only be friends for a while. He said very sincerely, and then walked away briskly as if he was hiding from something.

This is the price of joining the purification mechanism, or the price of knowing the dark thing, Joey seems to be a normal person, but he, like Lorenzo, has long since lost his normal life.

Of course, there are still some advantages, for example, if Joey hates someone, just communicate with him more, come out for a meal and go shopping if he has nothing to do, maybe it won't be long before that old brother will be knocked on the door by demons.

He walked out quickly, according to the time he should go back to duty, although it was not a long time to come out, but he hoped that there would be no chaos.

The situation of the whole old Dunling became more and more serious, and it was also for this reason that Joey was also very tired, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he came to the mutual aid club to adjust his mood, and the communication between people was indeed a lot more comfortable, but then his pace suddenly stopped, and the ghost turned around like a ghost.

Joey stood in the street, looking at the place where he had just come out, the white walls and bricks of the tall building, the countless scratches left by the years, and the new branches and buds growing in the crevices, all telling of its age.

He clearly remembered that the mutual aid society was not here, but in a small house between buildings, but when he came today, he was told that they had moved here, and Joey always had a strange feeling, but he couldn't say anything.

Joey remembered that it was St. Mary's Cathedral, but with the fall of the Evangelical Church and the passage of faith, those names were never mentioned, and few people came here, it was so grandiose, but it was like it had been deliberately forgotten.

Over time, more and more people have forgotten its name, simply calling it the Whitechapel based on its crude appearance.

Time was running out, Joey held back that strange feeling, he comforted himself that this was normal, after all, the spirit of people who fought against demons would be more or less a little problematic, and he would not leave his head, and as he left, the sound of muttering sounded again, and from behind the white wall, it seemed that someone was singing loudly in it.

The melody rises until it reaches the highest point, and then it falls.