msmithbooks Chapter 4 Moon 04
Chapter 4 Moon 04
"Snapped!"
In the interrogation room, a stack of photos was thrown in front of Ulea.
Ulea lowered her head, flicked through the stacked photos, and found that they were all those depressing pictures of the ceremony scene.
"What do these patterns mean?" Gordon asked, pointing to one of the photos.
Ulea took a closer look, it was a totem painted on the white wall with red paint, it was extremely abstract, it looked like an eye framed by a regular rhombus, and there were many rays around the eyes that diffused like light go out.
That eye stared straight at the person outside the photo, and it was extremely magical. It was obviously a dead thing captured in the photo, but it was as agile and treacherous as a living thing.
Gordon stared at Uriah's face, trying to read the change in his expression.
That totem was so weird that the people in the police station didn't dare to look at it at all, as if this simple graphic had some fatal magic power, it was almost impossible to move one's eyes away, and one could only stare at it in a state of confusion, until it was repeated repeatedly. Only by awakening can we return to reality in a daze.
——Anyway, it’s very evil.
Ulea just glanced at the imprint on the photo and then looked away.
That looks like it should be the [Secret Star Eye].
The eyes represent the power of observation, the rhombus is the mandatory limitation of fate and rules on all existence, and those rays like light are the abstraction of the development track of countless civilizations.
Uriah's spirit body was connected with Hawthorne Dylan through dreams, and Hawthorne Dylan's mark was naturally imprinted in his consciousness, so he scribbled with his own blood in unconscious madness, The drawn totem is such a pattern pointing to Hawthorne Dylan.
Ulea was a little embarrassed, because the imprint was really ugly, he said: "A symbol that represents faith—actually, it should look better than this, trust me."
Gordon: ...
Who pays attention to whether this thing looks good, crazy artist?
"Faith?" Gordon continued to ask, his tone obviously aggravated, "What kind of belief will drive 21 people crazy, and even six of them died on the spot?"
Ulea glanced at the photos of the tragic ceremony scene.
To be honest, these photos are really not suitable for children. Even Hawthorne, who is used to seeing big winds and waves, feels a little physically nauseated.
But to be honest, he can't let him take the blame, can he?
Should... can't?
So he said, "Officer, they did it first, and it has nothing to do with me."
Gordon: ...
Ulea saw Gordon's expression of "I believe you a ghost", and added: "Obviously they came together to touch the porcelain, you were stabbed by the cactus, you can't let the cactus pay for the medicine Fei? They are really crazy on their own."
"Crazy?" Gordon stared at him, "You don't want to say that this is God's punishment or something like that?"
Ulea: "..." That's right, that's true.
Having said that, shouldn't these people who take pleasure in hurting others and indirectly kill themselves be punished?
Deserve it.
There was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, and this extremely inappropriate smile made the painting style of the entire interrogation room suddenly become particularly eerie and strange.
Gordon had been staring at Uriah's expression all the time, and seeing a suppressed smile in his black eyes with strange and inexplicable lights at this moment, his heart tightened.
——This, the psychological quality of this cult freak is so terrifying!
He is still laughing! !
Gordon even thought of the clown imprisoned in Arkham for a moment, but the clown was at least mad on the surface.The same is laughing, the clown at least laughs loudly, laughing so much that the whole world would know that he is a lunatic.
And the cult freak in front of him looks perfectly normal, much calmer than most people, and even speaks quite funny, but he doesn't know what twisted madness looks like in his heart.
When he laughed, he just smiled, but this smile was creepy, as if there were countless conspiracies behind his back.
Is there another terrible lunatic in the troubled Gotham City?
The other onlookers outside the interrogation room obviously thought the same way, and some of them whose psychological quality was not so good even immediately lost a little San value.
"God's punishment...you can put it that way." Ulea didn't affirm or deny it.
Just 21 people.
There are still many people who have brought him to this point and have not settled their accounts.
Gordon, who had been staring at Uriah's eyes, immediately noticed that his eyes seemed to become darker and more treacherous.
Gordon had seen that look before.
It was a kind of madness and hatred that bottomed out after being extremely desperate and suppressed to the extreme.
This child who has just grown up may already be on the verge of collapse...even, he may have gone crazy.
Gordon, who has dealt with psychopaths for many years, knew that he could not be led away by his weird logic, so he ignored Ulea and said instead, "Do you know the Scarecrow?"
"Scarecrow?" A pumpkin head standing on the field suddenly appeared in Ulea's head.
"He gave you poison gas? A new type of hallucinogenic drug?" Gordon ignored Uriah's answer, but continued to stare at his expression, not letting go of any changes.
Ulea was a little puzzled, what and what is this?
Seeing Uriah's puzzled look, Gordon frowned. He rubbed the center of his brows, looked down at the files, feeling a little annoyed.
It seemed that this madman really didn't know the Scarecrow, and those who went mad because of him were not caused by the Scarecrow's poisonous gas.
In fact, the scarecrow will only make people fall into fear, and slowly disintegrate people's will in the long-term fear, and will not completely destroy people's reason in such a short period of time, and even make them so unreasonable in madness. way of suicide.
Scarecrow is not that powerful yet.
...but that's nothing to be happy about, because it just shows that Uriah Hart is a madman worse than a scarecrow.
—Gah, if you think about it this way, you might as well be a scarecrow!At least they are old rivals, and they are a little familiar with each other's routines.
He glanced at the photo of the Eye of the Secret Star on the table, and suddenly thought of something, and continued to ask: "Can I know more about the god you mentioned?"
Uriah stared at him.
Wait, why did this person take the initiative to ask about him?
Could it be that... he also wants to become a believer? !
Uriah was overjoyed immediately, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why do you ask these questions?"
"It's just a regular question." Gordon's tone was gentle and steady, and he tried not to stimulate the madman's emotions.
Of course, his real purpose is to obtain relevant information. A new belief cannot appear in Gotham for no reason. He needs to thoroughly investigate whether there is any other cult team behind this incident.
Ulea looked at Gordon with those almost bottomless black eyes for a while, and then slowly said word by word: "The brush that carves civilization, the eye that observes the universe, the seer of thousands of destiny trajectories, the sleeper The eye of the secret star in the depths of the starry sky. When you are ready, you can call his name, and he will hear."
After listening to Ulea's words, Gordon was slightly stunned.
This guy's calm and indifferent voice seemed to have some kind of magical power. There was no obvious change in tone, but it was like a magic sound that pierced the ears and made the heart beat faster.
But the chanting of the god's name is so demonic. When this sentence resounds in the ear, it seems that everything around it suddenly dims, and only the god's name is left echoing in the ear. possessed.
The surrounding police officers could only stare at him stupidly, and the San value above his head suddenly dropped again.
Even Gordon wasn't spared this time, he froze for a moment, his eyes staring at Uriah seemed to have a momentary loss of concentration, then he suddenly shifted his gaze away from Uriah's eyes.
The sanity bar above his head visibly moved, and reluctantly dropped a little san.
Ulea, who had been paying attention to everyone's sanity, was relieved.
It seems that just hearing his god name will not affect human beings, and the lost sanity will be regained after a sleep.It's good that humans are not as fragile as he thought.
However, what he didn't know was that everyone in the police station who heard his voice was buzzing in their brains, their scalps were numb, and there was only one thought left——
This guy is too wicked! !
They have dealt with so many kinds of lunatics and psychopaths, and they have never seen such evil ones!
Don't ask again, Director Qiuqiu Gordon, hurry up and pack people up and send them to Arkham! !If we continue to ask, we will not be able to bear it!But don't wait until people start drawing that strange pattern on the wall with blood to hypnotize them later, turning them all into suicidal lunatics!
Gordon also felt that this would not work. He quickly calmed down and said blankly: "I see. Next, you will stay in the police station for a while, and a doctor will evaluate your mental state. Maybe you will not be prosecuted, but if you If the doctor judges you to be mentally ill, we'll still send you to Arkham Asylum."
Given his insane state, being sent to Arkham was almost inevitable.
Uriah: "...Where?"
"Arkham Asylum," Gordon repeated patiently.
Ulea even suspected that she had heard it wrong: "...? Sorry, madhouse?"
Gordon: "Yes."
Ulea: ...
No, why did he become a madman?
Your human endurance is too low. If your behavior and thinking are slightly different from yours, will you be judged as a lunatic?
He is a dignified foreign god. After he came to the earth, he found that there were no believers. So far, he has only experienced three things, namely: being pushed into the morgue, caught in the police station, and about to be arrested into Arkham.
Hawthorne: ...It's too difficult for me to be an outsider.