Chapter 2782: Chapter 2777: The Thirteen-Day Talk (34)

Is Servis the director?

The answer to this question seems to be on the verge of coming out.

Starting from this point, Fu Qian expressed that the probability of the person he is about to meet being this chief doctor has increased.

The only contradiction might be if, under such circumstances, the person needed to break his usual routine and return to his office.

But if it were to announce the end of filming and the perfect finale of this game, wouldn’t it be worth it?

After all, everyone has worked together so well for so long.

And if this is indeed the development, what role does he, the intruder, play in the story?

In the corner of his vision, the main building has once again approached.

Wayne Falter’s chosen return route is quite interesting. Besides being concealed, his own vision is also severely obstructed.

A slight oversight would make it hard to notice where one is.

While adjusting his position using intermittent glimpses, Fu Qian also contemplated his artistic life.

Clearly, so far, his experiences in the asylum count as a thriller theme.

Although no one is chasing him with knives or guns, it’s undoubtedly a walk on a tightrope, where a single misstep could plunge him into the abyss.

And having operated all the way to this point, if he followed Wayne Falter to the chief doctor’s office and found Servis sitting inside.

If the latter even started clapping with enthusiasm, praising his performance, what would this story be showing?

Another successful amusement project, Servis’s morbid sense of humor satisfied?

Or perhaps an evil medical test, where a self-righteous columnist, in despair, finally succumbed to a mental breakdown and "rotted" entirely among the mountains?

Even those two things aren’t contradictory and could entirely appear in the same play. After all, the mad scientist persona is still quite common.

In any case, the meeting in the chief doctor’s office seems to hold significant importance.

Because up to now, due to the back-and-forth caused by the two-person act, the whole situation felt thoroughly scattered like yellow leaves.

Unable to distinguish Wayne Falter’s good from evil, unable to discern the reality from falsehood, uncertain whether he could ever leave...

Under such circumstances, as the spokesperson of the asylum, nothing could be more authoritative than chief doctor Servis’s endorsement in this place.

On the one hand, this is naturally because of professional reasons, offering a higher degree of credibility.

More importantly, it’s the term "spokesperson" itself that makes it hard not to believe.

Believing, one can settle down and nestle in this place with ease.

If they don’t believe, the outcome won’t change, only adding endless pain and fear.

According to the human instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, one might even advise themselves to trust the doctor’s judgment at that time.

"Actually, I was quite careful even then. Is it possible he had some underlying condition?"

Thinking about artistic topics in his mind didn’t delay Fu Qian from shirking responsibility.

Regarding what Wayne Falter mentioned, about Lady Trish’s companion being detained for examination, Fu Qian naturally distanced himself from the situation.

...

"I can’t even refute that."

Still focusing on bizarre points, Wayne Falter paused for a while before stating that it’s really hard to judge due to the lack of monitoring.

"Those who live here, even if outwardly intact, it’s hard to guarantee that nothing has shattered within."

However, since showing his hand, he seemed much more relaxed overall, unreservedly sharp-rating clients.

"Like me, for example."

Fu Qian agreed and directly used himself as an example.

"You are indeed a special character. Even in this regard, I missed it... Servis was the first to recognize your nature."

Wayne Falter instantly agreed, though his tone was somewhat special.

"Some hidden madness has always been deep within you, only nurtured so well that it never grew.

"And breaking through that isn’t difficult. It doesn’t require complicated methods; just some confinement time, and it will burst forth impatiently."

This time, it even started from the beginning, giving the columnist’s entire experience a cause and effect —

One day, a young, naive individual broke in, disrupting the asylum’s tranquility.

As the actual controller, Servis could have brushed them off casually and just sent them away.

However, he didn’t do that because he found the talent in the intruder, confirmed that he was a gem awaiting carving.

Then there were the subsequent operations, first creating a maddening scene, and then to control the situation, he had "no choice" but to keep the person here.

Then came the long germination period.

After the full forty-eight days, even the people inside the asylum had grown accustomed to this new member, even finding fun in him.

Undoubtedly stimulated, possibly by deliberately arranged methods, Servis finally once again proved his sharp vision.

Some madness within that body gushed out, starting to roam the asylum, stepping into the pre-arranged game.

And now, the plot is heading for the big finale.

After Servis’s personal endorsement, the carving work will be complete.

Compared to the first intruder, the columnist has completely become a different character, perfectly fitting a role here.

One has to admit, the logic is very smooth.

Even Fu Qian couldn’t help but acknowledge it’s a work of film art suitable for all ages.

Just that the role he plays feels awkward.

Does it feel like the warehouse is cursing at him? A solemn Abandonment King is the embodiment of madness?

Additionally, Wayne Falter’s tone was slightly special.

On one hand, he clearly indicated being in league with the chief doctor, yet when mentioning Servis, there was a vague sense of rivalry.

"It’s indeed an effective method. It’s not even slow-growing, but it bursts forth in an instant. Suddenly, I felt a whole new will emerging in my mind."

Recalling the initial scenes of the task, Fu Qian deeply admired Doctor Servis’s sharp vision.

"Moreover, it seems you are not just a guard? But from what I know, that does seem to be your job. What’s going on here?"

Changing the topic, Fu Qian focused his attention on Wayne Falter.

The earlier feelings were real; the latter sentence was purely misleading since he had no memory of anything prior to number 48.

The boldness to say it came from a simple logic.

Even if he indeed looked like he lost his memory, being selected to mislead, Wayne Falter should not have any obvious issues when it comes to identity.

Moreover, his work as a guard seemed quite proficient, leading to the suspicion if an external meeting ever happened, it was indeed in his current identity.

"Indeed, last time we met, you weren’t this perceptive."

Regarding Fu Qian’s assessment, Wayne Falter seemed surprised but somehow gratified, admitting with a smile.

"Because I am both the night guard and a neurologist, Servis’s assistant."

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