30 Chapter 30

Hanging up Dr. Archie's call, Rann revisited his experience of traveling with Albert today.

Of course, it's not because he has nostalgia, Rann has been single for many years, and he has seen a lot of resentment in the psychological counseling industry, and has heard a lot of ups and downs of dog blood stories, because of the mistaken belief that the scumbag has been subjected to various PUAs, even if he self-harms, there are many examples of people who can't get out of the shadow of the previous relationship.

Just to heal these traumatized patients, Rann is exhausted, and he can see through the red dust, not to mention that he will be moved, and the deer in his heart has long been welded to death on one treatment plan after another.

Even if he has such a face in this life, Rann has never thought of starting a sweet love in the past, in his opinion, he can live until now, and he is already an ancestor Kaien.

Recalling that time when he went out with Albert, it was because Rann was 'reviewing' Albert's performance.

At present, all the clues he has received seem to point to Albert's real problem.

But no matter how Rann thought about it, the only thing he could extract from that memory was that Albert was a stupid dog who truly loved him.

Is this person's acting skills already so powerful that even he has been deceived, or is it ......

No, if Albert was really a heretic who believed in other evil gods, why didn't any of the players in the previous life mention this? If he was a heretic, did the catastrophe that swept Arkham have anything to do with him? Does the player know about this, does Archie in his previous life know about this.

Ah, my head is starting to hurt again.

Rann didn't understand why he was in this mess. Messy things.

And the name that Archie had come up with, which didn't seem to match the name of the gardener he remembered, but the name Sauron Hogg ...... He seems to have heard of it somewhere.

Well, I can't remember.

After thinking for half an hour, Rann came to a conclusion, collapsed on the desk, subconsciously opened the player forum, and began to fish.

Oh no, it was the beginning of the inspection that the player made a mess for him,

Thanks to the forum's block word function,Let Ran's eyes be saved from the recent interference of the forum with all kinds of pulling cp and writing the same person.,After brushing for a while,It really allowed him to brush a few posts of interest.ใ€‚

"Brother Moe, are you interested in coming to my funeral? ใ€‹

And this landlord is still a player he is familiar with, that is, Ye Ye Hao who met in Diaomin's team last time.

Hiroshi Night: That's right, do you remember the honorable death I gave in the mission last time?

Ye Ye Hao: What we didn't expect was that Edmund actually found the surviving Shu Hao and Baba Hao, took them to the hospital, and asked them when my funeral would be held and he would come to attend.

Baba Ho: yes, how could we miss out on something so interesting?! There are also kind-hearted NPCs (big injustices) who pay for it, which can't live the whole thing!

Night Hiroshi: If you're interested in participating, you can attend my funeral at Yoris Cemetery on the outskirts of the city tonight! By the way, I'm still hosting! (Dog's head holds roses.)

I have to say that Diaomin's team is still quite good at working, at least it is quite new to participate in the player's funeral now, and many players are enthusiastic to speak, saying that they will participate.

Rann was also a little interested, mainly to see if the player could do anything new, so he made a note of the time and place of the funeral, and when it was close to evening, Rann went out.

Dressed in black, Rann learned his lesson this time, putting on a mask and a hat, his platinum-blond hair tucked into the hat properly, leaving only his turquoise eyes exposed.

Called a taxi to the outskirts of the city, at this time there are few people on the outskirts of the city, generally speaking, funeral choices are carried out during the day, but players, they are still a little forced on themselves, in order to prevent attracting the attention of some NPCs, deliberately chose the time with the least number of people.

By the time the two approached the Joris graveyard, the player had already gathered a lot of people.

Seeing that Nightnight Hao changed his character card and changed his name to Grandfather Hao, Rann almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Obviously, the other plays

The family was also not strained, or they did not intend to hold it up, and unceremoniously laughed at the funeral every night, and the occasion that should have been serious was full of laughter, and Edmund, who had been left alone to attend the funeral, stood in place in confusion.

Edmund: Confused

Seeing this scene, Rann couldn't hold back his chuckle anymore, it stands to reason that there was a lot of laughter here and it was loud, and Edmund in the cemetery should not be able to hear it, but he turned around sharply and pinpointed Ran's position in the gap between the crowds.

His lips opened and closed, and he was about to subconsciously call out 'My lord'

Rann hurriedly made a silent gesture, then turned around and walked to a relatively hidden corner, Edmund was surprised, quietly burrowed out of the group of players, and wandered around for a while before slowly moving to Ran's side.

"My lord." He whispered.

Rann was now able to take his solitude in his title, and automatically ignored the title of 'my lord'.

"Are you coming to the funeral too?" Edmund asked in a whisper.

Rann couldn't tell him, no, he was here to see the fun.

After thinking about it for a long time, Rann finally organized a little language and gently hooked the corners of his lips: "Sort of, for some people, death means the end of everything, but for others, death is just the beginning of another grander adventure." โ€

"Look at them."

Edmund saw that the players were still laughing, and there was no sadness or solemnity on their faces, as if they were celebrating a friend's trip to a better place.

Rann coughed: "This is actually a kind of funeral culture in their hometown, to send off the deceased with a smile, so that he will not feel reluctant on the way away." โ€

Edmund suddenly said: "I see. โ€

But soon, he stared at the night of the funeral, and hesitated: "But why do I feel that his behavior pattern is a bit like that of the night?" โ€

"Maybe it's because they're twins."

"Then why do Baba Hao get along so well with this person......"

"Because this is their tradition," Rann said solemnly, "they believe that the soul of the departed relatives will be partially attached to the body of the family, especially the twins, and they should treat their relatives as deceased friends, and the relatives should bear this affection like the departed loved one, so as to comfort the sorrow in the hearts of the friends." โ€

Edmund was in awe: "I see. โ€

It's finally been fooled. Rann wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Yayo Hao, who has changed to a new character card, takes over the duties of a priest and reads out the words in front of his grave:

"Mr. Night Night Hao, born in a poor country 25 years ago, died on March 24, the day before yesterday, at the age of 25, I can still remember what he looked like in my memory, my poor twin brother, who never had enough food and clothing, and fed me with theft and fraud, which is despicable, but who can criticize him in that environment?

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Most of the traditional eulogies are about the achievements of this person during his lifetime, or the thoughts of his family, but how can players engage in this boring trick, they can at most talk about the background of the character card, and then start to play freely.

"Under the care of a hostess named Rasina, Mr. Night has lived a decent life, I have to say, I really look down on him, such a rich woman, why didn't he come to me?! Oh, now I'm also looking for rich women, I can do a lot of tricks, and the oil king is also very welcome, I will introduce you to my lovely teammate Shu Haohao, he is here in private......"

There was a major accident at the funeral, and the pretending to be a priest was beaten on the ground by Shu Hao, but it didn't matter, because soon Night and Night got up strong and continued.

"I have to say that my twin brother's life is a complete failure, but in his failed life, he has also done something terrible."

Ye Ye raised his chest and looked at Edmund: "He died to save people, and at this point, I am proud of him." โ€

The surrounding players clapped in agreement, and Edmund looked at them in amazement, being pushed out by Rann and back into the middle of the players' line of sight.

"Thank you

You, Edmund. โ€

"No, no, I don't have anything for you to be thankful for." Edmund waved his hand in a panic.

Yeye shrugged his shoulders: "No, if you can live, it is the greatest relief for us." What's more, you also saved Baba Hao and Shu Huanghao and prevented an even bigger conspiracy. โ€

The two players nodded gratefully at him, and one of them came over and patted Edmund on the shoulder.

"I really...... Didn't do anything. Edmund's voice grew quieter and quieter, and he suddenly felt a strange sense of belonging in the midst of this group of weirdos who were dressed differently, even in the eyes of ordinary people.

No one will look at him strangely, they are grateful to him and tolerate him.

He thought, he did like the crowd.

And even more thankful for letting him fit into the existence here.

"That's it! The funeral is over, let's start the feast! Night Night shouted for joy.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The players rejoiced, and each took out food, lights, candles, and even made various underworld effects to match the atmosphere of the graveyard.

Of course, they can be so presumptuous, mainly because this Yoris cemetery has been abandoned for a long time, and few people are buried in this area, and even the grave keeper died not long ago.

It's good, a non-existent cemetery, just right to bury people who don't exist.

Rann smiled, didn't disturb the player's entertainment time, and turned away.

He used to belong there, but now, if he appears, it will cause all kinds of pursuit and speculation among players, so in this time of pure joy, it is better to leave the space to themselves.

The player doesn't notice Ran's departure, perhaps Edmund does, but he is surrounded by the player, and Ran's figure has disappeared after he is not paying attention.

Rann was walking aimlessly down the street, it was late, and the car was hard to fight, and as Rann walked, a lonely mood suddenly rose.

Heaven and earth are great, but there is no home for him.

The fog is kind, the night is dark, the lights are lit up, and the strange that ordinary people can't see wanders in the streets and alleys.

Rann walked among the pedestrians, walking in the weird, as if his consciousness floated up from this body, he didn't care about humans, he didn't care about weirdness, and at the same time shuttled between the two, nowhere to go.

A fog that was invisible to ordinary people gradually spread from where Rann had walked, but he didn't notice it at all.

Until, a deep voice brought back Ran's senses.

"Rann?"

Rann came back to his senses and saw his roommate standing in front of him at some point, carrying a shopping bag that looked like he had just snapped up from the supermarket, revealing fresh eggs, steak, rosemary, and, of course, pasta and bread.

"What's going to eat tonight?" Rann asked subconsciously.

Ogle looked at the shopping bag and hesitated: "Steak set?" โ€

"Sounds good." Rann smiled, his original vanity came back to his senses a little, but for some reason he always felt that his body seemed to have little strength, and he just wanted to bow his head, but Ogle took his hand without saying a word.

โ€œ๏ผŸ Ogel? โ€

"It's time to cross the street, look ahead." Ogle whispered beside him.

Rann looked up and saw that the traffic light was lit up to represent the passage of the road, and the pedestrians and strange crowds waiting for the traffic light next to him instantly began to surge.

In a crowded place, it is easy to be scattered, and Rann subconsciously clenched Ogel's hand. Ogle shook back with the same force, and the two of them walked to the opposite side step by step with the crowd, Rann didn't notice that the gray fog was gradually getting under his feet

Closed, the weirdness mixed with the crowd cast a longing gaze, but could not get close.

On the way back to the apartment, Rann felt like a kite being pulled in.

The other end of the thread is in the hand of the man with whom he is shaking.

At night, Rann lay on his side on the bed, full of wine and food, and happy like a fairy.

What is loneliness, forgot, unfamiliar.

The cerebral cortex was activated by the feeling of pleasure, and at this moment, he suddenly sat up with a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Sauron Hogg

He finally remembered the name, wasn't this the boss of the Outlander organization in the Arkham Final Battle dungeon? Because he was the first **oss to destroy the player and make the main quest fail directly, even if he never appeared again, there are still many remnants of him in the forum, so you can imagine how much oppression Sauron brought to the player at that time.

It wasn't the perverted gardener who relieved him, at least he didn't have to worry about the people around him, but the Outlander Organization wasn't much better!

Having said that, why was he targeted, it doesn't make sense, there was no NPC like Rann in the mission in his previous life, Rann couldn't figure it out, where did he cause the butterfly effect? So that this organization that is supposed to ponder the evil plan is eyeing itself?

After all, he didn't remember exactly what the purpose of the strangers was, except that they finally destroyed Arkham......

Thinking of this kind of big guy staring at him for some reason, Rann wanted to cry without tears, and wanted to ask why.

He really didn't do anything?? Isn't it good for you โ–กโ–ก organization to work hard to achieve your own goal of destroying the world, why are you targeting him as an ordinary person?

Is it too late to leave Arkham now......

Rann was very sorrowful, and this sorrow lasted until the next day.

The morning sun woke up another sleepless man, and Rann left the house with strength under Ogel's mouthless gaze, and continued to sit in the psychotherapy room.

It's just that I don't know why today's players seem to be extra peaceful, and they don't even say the usual, which makes Rann himself a little uncomfortable.

Jingle bell~

Rann raised his eyes, so sleepy that he didn't even want to smile, and looked at the visitor with a blank face.

When Archie came in with heavy steps, his whole body was stunned by the pressure on his face.

Rann actually laughs a lot, and when he laughs, his whole person will be filled with a sense of vitality and softness, diluting the inhuman beauty in him, outsiders will only think that this young man is too beautiful, but will not think that he is inhuman.

Archie too, if he hadn't known Ran's identity through his own abilities, no one would have thought that he would be an evil god, and he might still be extremely dangerous.

But today's Rann undoubtedly blew away the only bit of luck left in his heart.

The pressure, like facing the abyss, rushed towards Archie, making him almost unable to turn around and flee the space.

He could feel that Rann seemed to be in a very unhappy mood for unknown reasons today, and even if he said the wrong word, he could be doomed.

But Archie resisted the urge to run away, and he walked up to Rann step by step, his expression a little gloomy.

Seeing him like this, Rann still didn't understand anything: "Looks like I'm right. โ€

Archie was a little depressed, and his eyes were dark: "Yes." โ€

Back last night, when Rann hung up, Archie was only half convinced.

After all, it was Albert, a good friend who grew up with him, of course he couldn't suspect his friend because of Ran's words, he still believed Albert more than Ran, who was suspected of being an evil god.

But Rann really didn't have a reason to lie, and after hesitation, he entered the dream gap that night and continued to use his ability to ask Albert about things.

As a result, it was learned that Albert had indeed participated in many mysterious gatherings.

It's hard to describe Archie's mood at that moment, there was anger, shame, and a deep dazedness.

As an expert in the field of psychology and growing up with Albert, he always thought that he was one of the people who knew him in the world, but it was not until this moment that he realized that everything was what he thought he was.

Was he really too arrogant to notice that something was wrong with Albert for so long?

"Albert often goes to a mysterious party and joins a secret organization."

Archie smiled bitterly, he used the ability every other day, and unexpectedly this time the question asked by the man in black was not as difficult as before, and he returned to ordinary turtle soup, this time he only failed once, and temporarily lost his sense of taste, the price was complete

Affordable.

Archie guessed that the difficulty of the question might have something to do with what he had asked last time.

"What organization?" Rann asked.

Archie's lips moved: "Stranger ......"

How to put it, as expected.

Rann muttered, "Sauron Hogg, leader of the Outlanders. โ€

Was Albert sent by him?

At this time, the mutation protruded, after Rann said the name, as if it had formed some kind of chain reaction with the previous words, Archie's expression began to be wrong, and when Rann found out, the young man had already bent down and grabbed his chest. front collar, gasping for air.

Archie's mind was spinning, a large amount of information poured into his brain, and he almost fainted with a headache, Rann didn't understand what was happening, and held Archie before he was about to fall, and Archie immediately grabbed Ran's sleeve.

"Hypnotic, hypnotic ......"

"What?"

"I was ...... Hypnotized ......" Archie was a black speck in front of his eyes, he couldn't even hear what he was saying, a man's vague words kept coming to his ears, he was reading irrelevant words, and the information that had been in his mind began to fade.

No, no, if he continues like this, he will forget again.

Archie clung to Rann's clothes like the last straw, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, as if his tongue was no longer his own.

But Rann had already understood what he meant.

Although it is a little difficult to imagine that Archie, as a master of psychology, would be hypnotized, it seems that it is a psychological suggestion based on the key words.

Time was of the essence, and there might have been less than two seconds left for Rann to hesitate, and he cupped Archie's face: "Look at me." โ€

Archie looked at Rann with the last of his strength, they were close, never so close, those sparkling green eyes close in front of him, filling his heart.

Smackโ€”โ€”!

When all of Archie's attention was forcibly pulled into his face by his demonic beauty, Rann did not hesitate to quickly clapped his hands in his ear, and let out a large and extremely crisp applause through special techniques.

The voice in Archie's head was cut off instantly, his mind went blank, and even his nerves seemed to be paralyzed.

"Dr. Archie, are you alright?" Rann patted Archie on the back and asked uncertainly.

The technique he just used is called cat deception, which first originated in sumo wrestling matches in Japan, to put it bluntly, it is to use feints to divert attention, and at the same time use sounds such as clapping or yelling to interfere with the spirit, causing instantaneous nerve paralysis.

Of course, there are many limitations to the actual use, and Rann was forced to do so just now, thinking of the existence of this technique, plus the bonus of his own 'Demonic Face', thinking that it might be effective.

Archie was stunned for two or three seconds before he came to his senses and looked at Rann with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Thank you." For the first time, he said to Rann sincerely, "If it weren't for you, I would have forgotten it under the influence of psychological suggestion, which is a very, very important thing. โ€

"You're welcome." Rann shrugged his shoulders and waited for Archie to stand up before letting go of his hand, "And I'm curious, who gave you the psychological hints?" โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ I do not know. Archie lowered his eyes, "I don't remember who it was, but I think I was when I was very young." โ€

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"It's the environment, and the only broken fragment that comes to mind is where I used to live."

Archie's voice was hoarse and his expression was in a trance: "I'm ...... now It's chaotic, and my mind is chaotic. Messy. โ€

Ahh Rann instantly began to feel weak, couldn't it be that he made the child stupid just now?

He looked at Archie's expression carefully, and his heart was even more empty, it was over, he had never seen such an innocent and confused face on Dr. Archie's face, which must have made people stupid.

Rann hurriedly pressed Archie into his chair: "If you don't mind, let's do a psychoanalysis." โ€

"The psychological suggestion you were given should be a long time ago, if it is related to the cult, then the person who planted the psychological suggestion for you is likely to protect you, so he sealed your previous memory."

Archie was silent and still pressed him to the seat by Ran, closed his eyes and tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Protection? Possibly. โ€

"Mind telling me about that memory you remember."

Archie's expression struggled, and finally, he lowered his head and said slowly: "My sealed memory is about my father, he was not with us when I was very young, I originally thought that the man was someone outside, so he didn't come to see our mother and son, but just now I remembered." โ€

"It's not that he's out there, it's because he's joined some secret organization," Archie's expression grimes, "he's busy with his 'great business', how can he have time to estimate our lives or deaths?" โ€

Rann:......

Obviously, he has not engaged in cults, why is there a connotation at this moment.

He decisively changed the subject: "The organization that your father participated in is the 'stranger'? โ€

"Quite possibly," Archie said, "I have crept up behind him on the few occasions when he has returned, and I want to see if he really has someone outside, but he has spotted him several times, but once...... My memory is very vague, I think I just found something, but I can't remember it now, and if I go back to a familiar place, I should be able to remember more. โ€

He paused and muttered, "I'm going back...... I will go back. โ€

"Go back and find evidence of this organized crime."

"Find the evidence, and then what?" Rann asked, "You yourself have similar strange abilities, and you don't think that if you find evidence, you can really use the human bill to put them in prison." โ€

Archie was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

An embarrassing silence permeated the two of them, like a poisonous snake crawling silently on the ground, waiting for the moment when its prey revealed its flaws

To be honest, his reaction just now was indeed that he could arrest people if he had evidence, even if the police couldn't do it, he could go to the inspection bureau, but he quickly reacted, would the existence in front of him let him do this.

Eventually, Archie smiled wryly and said to himself, "It's not going to be this far, you can still think you can get out easily."

The moment you compromise with the evil god in the first place, it means that you keep compromising until you gradually enter the abyss.

"Please help me." He prayed to the evil god, "Please tell me...... What to do. โ€

Ran, who was about to say that Archie could go and report to the Inspectorate, fell silent.

Wait, what do you mean, what do you mean with this expression of 'I'd rather be in the quagmire than drag the cult next door into the water'.

Is he in a quagmire here?

Oh, excuse me, it seems that in the eyes of everyone, he is also a cult here.

Rann was speechless. ๏ผš๏ผŒ๏ผŒ.