Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 508 The Little One No. [-]?
After registering at the guard, Qin Zhibo entered the madhouse.

Except for the frighteningly dense barbed wire outside, the interior of Arkham Asylum is quite normal.

The main body of the hospital building with green shade, lawn, vines and brown.
Qin Zhibo came to the front desk, and while registering for the second time, he expressed his request for visiting to the black man in white at the front desk.

"I'm going to visit an old man named Danforth whose patient number is 4859."

The clean white overalls were even more dazzling on the black body, and Qin Zhibo, who felt a little dazzling, glanced at the two suspected patients sitting in the hall without leaving a trace.

The black man raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Zhibo. He felt completely unfamiliar and immediately smelled a business opportunity.

"Here." The black man stretched out his dark fingers and pointed at the registration book, "There seems to be something wrong with this place."

Qin Zhibo was stunned for a moment, looked at the number 50 pointed by his dark finger, and immediately understood what he meant.

This is really down-to-earth.
Although Qin Zhibo didn't want to cause trouble, he could test whether the church he just "joined" was so "successful".

"I'm from Mr. Carl Sanford, and we met last night."

Hearing the name of "Mr. Carl", a frightened expression appeared on that dark face, and he hurriedly took back the register.

"Are there any questions now?"

"No, the ward without Danforth is at No. 10, Block B."

The heads of the dark-skinned staff were shaking like rattles. It seemed that Carl Sanford was indeed a local successful person in Arkham.

Since Qin Zhibo came here for the first time and didn't know where Area B was, the black man was forced to enthusiastically call out a person from behind to be Qin Zhibo's guide.

After 3 minutes, a female doctor in a white coat came to the front desk to receive her.

The female doctor looked no more than 30 years old, with pale golden curly hair and round eyes framed by gold wire, and her blue pupils exuded intellectual charm.

"Hi, Dr. Caroline, my name is Michael Bay."

Since contacting Carl Sanford last night, Qin Zhibo has been wearing Michael Bay's human skin mask to prevent being bumped into by Carl's men.

And Caroline Fein was not surprised that her name was seen, because her position and name were written on her breastplate.

"Hello, Mr. Michael."

The two shook hands, and Qin Zhibo didn't find anything unusual in Caroline's message.

"The Danforth you are looking for is here, please follow me."

The two walked through the long hospital corridor, and the faint smell of disinfectant filled the air.

"I took over the treatment of Mr. Danforth from the year before last. Originally, his situation was relatively optimistic."

"But since his last nephew in this world passed away, no one can visit him anymore, and the old man has gradually developed autism."

"Fortunately, another patient in area B will often chat with him, so that he will not be too lonely."

"But that patient was discharged last week, and now that he's back in that state, if you're going to try to communicate with him, it might not be easy."

"Family and friends are one of the best medicines for mental recovery, so your relationship with Mr. Danforth is"

Qin Zhibo thought for a while and replied, "It's a friend I haven't seen for many years."

After hearing Qin Zhibo's answer, Caroline looked at Qin Zhibo suspiciously.

Danforth is 90 years old this year. According to his medical records, he was admitted to an insane asylum in 1931. He has never been released from the hospital in 65 years. How could he make a friend in his 30s?
Unless this person was also a mental patient here?
Thinking in her heart, Caroline put her hand into the pocket of her white coat, grabbing the walkie-talkie for emergencies.

Qin Zhibo didn't know what kind of ambiguity his words caused in Caroline's heart. He was walking in the corridor when another male doctor walked towards him.

The male doctor was a little thin, almost the same as the female Caroline, but his facial features were very delicate, and he wore a pair of glasses under his light-blond hair.

Floating in his head was the message that Herbert West, 37, doctor
Originally, Qin Zhibo didn't care about this person, but when he saw Qin Zhibo, he suddenly stopped.

"Caroline, this person is."

"Doctor Herbert" Caroline looked a little apprehensive, and quickly introduced: "This is Mr. Michael, and he is here to visit Danforth in Area B."

"Oh." Herbert nodded knowingly, "It turned out to be Area B. Before Caroline came, I was also in charge of patients in Area B for a while."

"However, his prefrontal lobe removal is not as easy as that of patients in area A."

Qin Zhibo: "..."

Caroline: "..."

Dr. Herbert, unaware that he had just told a hell joke, grinned happily.

"Haha, it's just a joke, don't worry about it"

As he spoke, Herbert stretched out his hand and held Qin Zhibo together, and at the same time said warmly: "I only represent my personal standpoint to welcome you, Mr. Michael."

"thanks."

The palms of the two touched together, and Qin Zhibo started the investigation.

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Name: Herbert West

Sex: Male
Age: 64
Occupation: Doctor

Social credit: 4900
Before Qin Zhibo finished investigating the information below, Herbert let go of his palm.

"I have to go to other things, you continue."

Herbert withdrew gracefully and left, the hem of his white coat fluttering in the wind, but Qin Zhibo stood still and looked at his back, feeling a little unbelievable.

The age for the visual investigation was 37, but the age for the contact investigation was 64.
Among the people Qin Zhibo met before, the only ones who could do this were those who became smaller and those who changed their appearance.

The names before and after the investigation are the same, which means that he should not have changed his face, but if so
Minor number three?
"Mr. Michael?"

Looking at Qin Zhibo who was staring blankly at the corridor, Caroline, who was standing aside, asked tentatively, the walkie-talkie in her hand was always ready to deal with various illnesses.

Qin Zhibo withdrew his gaze and asked, "Who is Dr. Herbert?"

Caroline breathed a sigh of relief, and loosened her grip on the walkie-talkie, "He is the best psychiatrist in our hospital, and his prefrontal lobotomy is almost the best in the United States."

"But don't worry, in Arkham Asylum, only patients in Block A are allowed to perform this operation."

Caroline thought that Qin Zhibo was frightened by Herbert's hell joke, so she comforted her with a smile.

"Oh"

Qin Zhibo nodded thoughtfully, and continued to follow Dr. Caroline.

At the corner of the corridor, Herbert West peeked at Qin Zhibo and Caroline who were going away with half of his face, and an indescribable light radiated from the round lenses.

Then, he lifted the palm he had just shaken with Qin Zhibo, and sucked it frantically.

　Herbert West, from "Herbert West - Risen Corpse"

　　Caroline Fein from "The Breeder From Inside"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)