Doom gritted his teeth, and Wang Jin could feel the anger hidden in his tone.
"After the old house was demolished, he learned to gamble from someone unknown, and the relocation money was quickly squandered."
"Until one New Year's Eve, he wants to take Xiaoqing away."
"That bastard actually lost his daughter as a bet."
"Can you imagine a teenage girl hiding in a corner crying and shaking?"
"It just so happens that I'm a fucking lame."
"What can I do? Hit him with the wheelchair?"
"I have never wanted a healthy body so much so that I can beat that bastard to death."
The anger in his tone became stronger and stronger, and Doom's expression gradually became ferocious.
Liu Qing's body trembled slightly. She could not imagine that the wise and kind father in her memory could be such a hopeless person.
"My father, he was always so rude and refused to communicate."
"When he got tired of asking questions, he even beat me and Xiaoqing."
Doom's tone gradually became calmer, but Wang Jin could feel the hidden anger in it.
"That day was no exception."
"He got drunk, and then...killed Xiaoqing."
It seemed that he didn't want to recall the scene at that time, and the bad luck skipped the scene that no one wanted to see.
"My mother came out to stop her, and then..."
Even before he finished speaking, Wang Jin could understand the meaning of bad luck.
His tone was very plain, but describing this kind of thing in a plain tone was cruel in itself.
Wang Jin could not imagine how helpless a disabled person sitting in a chair would be after seeing all this.
"I killed them."
"If I hadn't led Xiaoqing to resist, maybe both of them would still be alive."
"However, the matter has come to this, and all I can do is revenge."
"The homeless kid asked me after what he saw."
"Do you want to kill him?"
"I nodded without hesitation, even though he was my biological father."
"That day, I saw a completely different world."
"He used all kinds of strange props to kill an adult."
Doom frowned, thinking about the situation.
"Wait a minute, are the homeless children you are talking about..."
"Yes, that's the doctor."
Doom nodded, confirming Wang Jin's idea.
"That's interesting."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
Doctors always have to fight with themselves, but there are too many mysteries about him, and it is always good to know more about them.
"He killed that bastard for me, in the cruelest way I could think of."
"With the deliberate spread of the case by doctors, word of mouth spread in the old city, and it even appeared in newspapers and TV."
"Later, I saw my dead relatives again."
Having said this, Doom pointed at the stunned Liu Qing.
"Is the doctor... making up weird stories?"
Wang Jin shook his head and then rejected his idea.
He heard Zhao Guangming talk about this aspect in the company.
Weird stories are born from people's thoughts.
But it is almost impossible to create a strange story that suits your own ideas based on fantasy alone.
Not all thoughts turn out to be weird, it's completely random.
In addition, the generated ghost stories will be very different from what people imagine.
For example, Anne.
Her prototype is a little match girl, but in reality Anne is a ruthless character who can roast people with just a wave of her hand.
In addition, the more powerful ghost stories are, the less likely they are to occur. Lao Zhao calls this the "law of conservation of ghost stories", which he probably made nonsense of himself.
What impressed Wang Jin deeply was Zhao Guangming's answer when he asked "Are there any gods?"
How do you think foreign gods came to be?
Zhao Guangming was holding a cigarette and said the words that shocked Wang Jin for several days.
Fortunately, the history of the Outer Gods has never been verified, and Lao Zhao's words are just a guess.
However, this also reflects several characteristics of the birth of ghost stories.
The "randomness" of ideas forming strange stories.
The "distortion" that will definitely be different from the prototype after it is formed.
And Zhao Guangming's casual talk about the "weird law of conservation".
Therefore, Wang Jincai found the doctor's approach incredible.
"No, that's not right."
Raising his eyebrows, Wang Jin discovered the problem.
If Liu Qing's family was really born from the news that the doctor deliberately spread, then there is a high probability that it will be something like a "ghost family" rather than the "will of Mingyue Community".
In other words, they shouldn't have anything to do with Mingyue Community.
"It's because of this."
As if seeing the doubt in Wang Jin's eyes, bad luck reared its head.
Black mist flew out from behind him and fell to the ground.
"This black mist is the real misfortune."
"Is it something like Xiaoqing's resentment after my mother died?"
"This black mist remains in Mingyue Community and brings misfortune to the residents here."
"Over time, people's speculations about their own misfortune began to be linked to the massacre, and my family also began to have connections with Mingyue Community."
Bad Luck had never been exposed to these things systematically, so he could only describe them to Wang Jin in his own way.
"Is it because it is not a naturally occurring will of the scene that it split into three people?"
I don't know how to say bad luck, but Wang Jin understands it as soon as he hears it.
He quickly found the key.
"Those three parts should be your three family members respectively, so why does the old man's..."
"it's here."
Ou used his eyes to signal Wang Jin to look at his still slightly bulging belly, on which the scar could be vaguely seen.
"So his old man's head is here..."
Wang Jin didn't know what expression to make, so he could only smile.
Needless to say, this must have been the doctor's idea again.
Forcibly sew the old man's head into the human body to forcibly pollute him.
This is beyond description of cruelty.
"I have been a pervert since I was a child."
Touching his chin, Wang Jin cursed the doctor secretly.
The human body is trained to create strange stories.
So far, there is nothing doctors dare not do.
Wang Jin was a little curious as to why the doctor did this.
"Later I agreed to help the doctor find experimental materials, and that's how the Mingyue Community came about."
Doom spoke slowly, explaining his reasons.
"That's it."
Wang Jin nodded.
The words of doom have been spoken, and now it is up to him, the mentor, to decide whether to light him or not.
From a legal perspective, Doom was just an instigator at most, and he didn't really kill anyone.
From a moral perspective, he tortured his father and modified his sister's memory without authorization. Although he was not guilty, he would be condemned.
Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with Wang Jin.
He only cares about what he will get after letting go of his bad luck.