A Weird Theater That Started In London

Vol 9 Chapter 8: Past Events of the University of Michigan (2)

   "A deliberately made falsehood?"

   "Yes, the old guys are probably so obsessed with theology that they have problems in their brains."

"and after?"

   "Professors can't fool a medical student who advocates science and make him superstitious, and medical students can't help him get rid of his imagination. We will not interfere with each other for the next four years."

   At this point, Joseph seems to have come out of the strange emotions. He firmly believes that he is on the right path.

   It's just that this guy's medical skills are really not good.

   At this moment, Lu Li looked at the proud doctor with extremely complicated heart.

   The professors have all hinted so obvious, no matter what you think in your heart, if you agree on the surface, what can you lose?

   To make an inappropriate analogy, the ancestor of Bodhi was going to teach the monkey fairy art to his grandson. He didn't play the muzzle, so he asked him to find himself in the middle of the night. As a result, the grandson monkey not only did not appreciate it, but also prevented the ancestor from coming to Taiwan in the presence of many seniors.

   "What about your other classmates." Lu Li pressed his thoughts and asked, "No one really believes that ridiculous statement. Follow the professor and devote himself to theological research, right?"

"have."

   Joseph sighed, as if feeling emotional, after all, smart people are in the minority.

   "In fact, I am the only one who can muster the courage to refuse the professor's invitation."

   "The students took part in some after-school training with a believable attitude? It's a bit inaccurate to say that, let's call it interest development."

   "In the beginning, most people had an attitude of suspicion, and even when communicating with me, they would express a kind of compelling helplessness."

   "But over time, they became extra strange, and they sent me a weird message many times: It was extremely stupid to refuse the professor at the time."

   Recalling this, Joseph showed a **** of a life, his tone was strange:

   "Because the school is located in a remote place, I only go home once a year, and even stay at school altogether without going back."

   "Because of this, my life in the University of Missouri was extremely difficult, as if I was living in a group of aliens.

   Previously close classmates often get together to discuss academic issues, but whenever I show up, they will shut up in unison and stare at me with a look of strangers.

   And this is just a small scene in life. "

  The words fell, Joseph raised his head and drank the cold milk, trying to relieve the depression in his heart.

   Is it wrong to insist on science?

   He kept torturing himself in his heart.

   At the same time, I thought silently about another possibility. If I was not so persistent at the time, but, like most of my classmates, had too much faith and doubt, I would probably be able to integrate into it.

  While Joseph was thinking, Lu Li got into entanglement. Through conversation and observation, he discovered that this crappy doctor really didn't know the truth about this world.

   "So, what about this book?"

   "To be honest, I have been wondering why it has worn so badly and there is no clear information in it."

Gu   Finally, Lu Li decided to throw out the last key question. As the previous master, it is impossible for him to know nothing.

   "That's what happened when I was about to graduate."

   There is a rare person who is willing to listen to himself talk about the past, and Joseph no longer hides it. He took out the pipe from his pocket, and while lighting up, he told:

   "As I said before, due to the irreconcilable contradiction with the professor and the indescribable pathetic barriers with my classmates, I had an uncomfortable life in those four years."

   "Most of the time I focus on self-study."

   "But I am a member of Miskatonic University after all, and I need to participate in graduation activities, such as taking photos."

   "One afternoon, we took a graduation photo on the statue lawn in front of the R.C. Memorial Building. It was a building funded by Sir Robert Carter, the veteran of the college, with a strong sense of history."

   "And those old classmates who haven't seen for a long time are gradually gathering here. I thought they would all be there, but the result was exceptionally cruel."

   "In the end, only 21 people showed up, less than one-third of the number when they enrolled, but the students who rushed over didn't say anything about it. Only I was kept in the dark."

"The complex mentality of graduating and the various experiences drove me to decide to ask everything clearly. Therefore, at a later date, I found a very good friend and asked him what the truth was. The truth from the professor's mouth was What, where did the disappeared classmates go."

   "He said that the recent research project has made breakthrough progress, and the matter is not clear in a few sentences, and he has agreed to go to the library to talk in five days."

   "Actually, I have never been to the library. After all, UM is known for its literature, philosophy, and theology, and the medical school is a newly established secondary institution. It is difficult to find any valuable reference materials."

   "Because of this, I had a weird thought at the time, did I miss something? I would sit there before graduation and it would be a way to make up for my regrets."

   "Unfortunately, I haven't entered the library until now, because the old friend died, and the incident happened on the night three days after the photo was taken."

"That was the closest I came to the truth, but an accident destroyed it. So, I applied to the school to pick up the belongings of my friends. The guy is an orphan and has a strange personality. Apart from being in touch with the professor, everyone else is the same. ignore."

   "Therefore, the school approved the application. Frankly speaking, I haven't had much hope. After all, the professors are likely to take care of the funeral."

At this time, Lu Li also guessed that this book is the relic of the medical student~www.wuxiamtl.com~ When I entered the friend’s dormitory, I smelled a fishy smell, much like the taste of seafood after a high degree of corruption, but I didn't see the body, it was taken away by the college guardhouse..."

   "After that, I found it on the empty bookshelf. It is one of the few relics."

   Maybe it’s because I don’t know much, maybe because I don’t want to recall the pain, Joseph said very vaguely about the last part of the past, and most of the time he lowered his head and smoked stuffy cigarettes.

   "I'm not afraid of you laughing when I say it. The reason why I still keep it on Baker Street is because I intend to completely draw a line from the past."

   "It can be seen that you are very interested in Miskatonic University. It is one of the few items I brought out of the college. If it is not too heavy, you can take it away and study it carefully."

After speaking, Joseph knocked off the ashes, stood up from the sofa, looked at the fog that was getting thicker outside, and added: "You have a weapon in your cane. If it weren't for a conversation, I would even think You are an alumnus of UM.

   Those alumni majoring in antiquities research like to do this, and they talk all day long, as if they are ready to fight at any time. "

   "Finally, it's getting late. Let's leave early and return to Baker Street. The Whitechapel District will be more chaotic at night."

  

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