Ember Gun

  Chapter 272 Nightmare [Thanks to Qiqiu’s Leader]

  The torrential rain became more violent, with the howling wind, dragging the whole world into the white ocean. With the thunder rolling in the clouds, the dark clouds obscured all the light. It was day, but it was like night.

  In this gray and black day, the prayers in the White Chapel are still there, and people are sitting together in the candlelight like the sea, singing the praises of beauty.

  Joy suddenly had an unreal feeling, as if the whole world had collapsed and destroyed in this torrential rain. Only this small church would be the last refuge in this doomsday.

   "James... Moriarty."

  Joy slowly said the man’s name, and he seemed to be called, with a faint smile on his approachable face.

   "The atmosphere is really nice, I like rainy days very much."

   Moriarty looked at the collapsed world outside the window and couldn't help but said.

  "The harsh external environment and the comfortable surroundings...this kind of contrast always makes people feel happy."

  As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Joey's face again, and he asked curiously.

   "So, Joey... Can I call you that?"

  Joy has always been wary of the man in front of him, but as he said, such a contrast always makes one feel happy. Joey was a little trance, and suddenly nodded slightly.

  But after that, he suddenly woke up. This was not something he would often do. It seemed that he realized the abnormality, and his voice was slightly cold.

  "Are you from Montenegro Hospital?"

   "Well, yes, this is just my part-time job. After all, saving the world is a good job."

Moriarty talked eloquently. He is indeed an excellent psychologist. Even if you are on guard, you can't help but follow his thoughts in his gossip. This feeling Joey has experienced in another person. But that person is full of bad words.

   "The ghost place of the Black Mountain Hospital has very high requirements for psychological quality, and doctors can't self-medicate...So I need a place to satisfy my sense of salvation so that I can return to that **** to continue doing good."

  He has a very relaxed voice, like a familiar friend and Joey chatting about recent events...but they have just met.

  Joy tried to maintain his vigilance. He could feel the difference, like a psychedelic and realistic dream. You know this is false, but you can’t find loopholes.

  "Doctors in Montenegro Hospital rarely work part-time."

  As the sub-department of the cleaning agency, Joey also knows a lot about the Black Mountain Hospital. The place is strictly guarded for confidentiality.

   "There are always exceptions, aren't they?"

   Moriarty said that he had brought a chair for Joey, but it was placed on the other side of the stairs instead of among the crowd. Joey sat down with Moriarty.

   "You don't seem to like me very much." Moriarty said.

"maybe."

  "Is this because of specialization?"

   Joey’s pupils tightened slightly, and he stared at Moriarty, his vague appearance reflected on the mirror, but Moriarty laughed down after a while.

   "Don't be so nervous, Joey, to some extent, we are still colleagues."

  All of Joey's reactions can't escape his eyes, and the subtle changes in Joey's eyes reveal Joey's thoughts at the moment.

   "The insider?"

   "That's it," Moriarty replied.

  As a sub-department of the decontamination agency, the main composition of the Black Mountain Hospital is different from other departments. It is open to the public, but the other part is confidential and is responsible for receiving those injured by demons.

  So there are two types of doctors, those who know demons and those who don’t.

  "You knights are like this. After you have been specialized, you have closed your heart in order to resist erosion. You reject all those who try to snoop, as well as doctors and demons.

  Maybe this is why you don’t like me. After all, what we psychologists have to do is to let you stubborn guys open their hearts. "

  "You have violated confidentiality regulations, Moriarty."

   Joey still had a cold face, warning Moriarty that there were other people in this church, and those cheering people were sitting not far away.

   "What they can't hear, they have been immersed in their own joy, and they won't pay attention to us at all."

Moriarty said and looked to the other side. The crowd chatted fiercely, and Sig was also involved. They are like a group of friends who have known each other for many years. Everyone’s faces are full of smiles...but there are many smiles on their faces. The points are stiff, as if everyone is performing a botched performance.

   "Joy Joshua, this is actually not the first time we met... it was for me to be precise."

   Moriarty said it in retrospect. This is also the reason why he knew that Joey was a member of the extermination agency.

   "On a file, that should be the first time we met."

  He said it to himself.

   "You were a celebrity in the Black Mountain Hospital at the time. Everyone thought you could not get out of the hospital. We also prepared a comfortable ward for you in the nursing home..."

  Hearing that Joey’s discomfort was more serious here, he had tried his best to forget those **** memories, and before Moriarty had finished speaking, he stood up, ready to leave, even though the thunder was rolling outside.

   "Joey, you were later discharged from the hospital, but according to the treatment process, apart from regular psychological evaluations, you never had psychological consultations... Have you come out of the shadows?"

  Joy's pace stopped, and he slowly turned around.

"Nothing to do with you."

   "It doesn't matter, I am a doctor, and I need to ensure the health of you ‘heroes’."

   Moriarty looked at Joey quietly, no one knew what he was thinking, and then he deliberately increased his tone.

   "No, Joey, you haven't come out yet."

Joey didn’t want to pay any attention to Moriarty anymore. He walked quickly to the door and pushed open the door forcefully, as if those voices would not exist as long as they didn’t listen, but they were like a weird spell, Moriarty’s. The voice kept echoing in Joey's mind.

  "If you really stepped out of the shadows, then why did you come to the mutual aid club? Is it to make friends and listen to the miserable lives of others, so that you can get a deformed sense of happiness, and say some more **** reasons?

  Joy, evasion can't solve the problem. "

  The billowing thunder fell, and Joey raised his black umbrella. He was about to leave, but he saw it shortly afterwards.

  The stagnant water under the feet began to slowly change color, as if it had been soaked with dye, they turned red, and the subsequent rain curtains did the same, as if they were falling red curtains.

   Just under this heavy curtain, there are footsteps sounding, the steps are so cheerful, like a group of children playing in the water happily, and then they come.

  One child after another appeared behind the curtain, they all had the same face, and there were burning holes in the young face, as if there was a hot metal penetrating it.

The nightmare that didn’t want to look back came to him, Joey froze in place, allowing the children to surround him a little bit, his slender arms scratched Joey, tearing pieces of flesh and blood from his body. , The immature teeth gnaw on the hard bones, making a terrifying rustle.

  Along with the chilling nursery rhymes, the children happily dispersed, and after running back to the curtain, only meat and bone scraps were left in place.

  The strong wind passed by, and the pitch-black umbrella was blown high. It was not until the cold rain completely wet Joey that he woke up leisurely, as if everything was an overlapping nightmare.

   Then he knelt down, clutching his heart hard, as if someone was stirring it with a sharp knife.

"Ha ha…"

   Joey breathed hard, the cold air poured into his lungs, he coughed hard, embarrassed.

   "Are you okay? Joey."

   Moriarty came over pretending to be concerned, and as the thunder fell, the burning fireworks went out in his eyes. He smiled strangely and gently patted his back.

  Joy did not speak, but forcefully broke away Moriarty's hand, took a deep look at this weird man, and Joey walked into the majestic rain without a word.

  　1, finally remembered to thank the leader

  　　2, the author’s health is not very good, and the rainy days have been a bit unbearable

  　　3, assignments, essays, websites, post-planning, make-up exams, retakes...My respectable school has piled up all these things, really cowhide.

  　　 4. So the author recently added various things together, not only was busy, but also wanted to die.

  　　5, so there may be a high probability of asking for leave.

  　　6, of course I tried my best to avoid Article 5.

  　　7, like this.

  (End of this chapter)