"Yeah... When I was walking outside the city yesterday, I saw that there were actually two mental hospitals in this city. I felt that this was a bit strange. I am from Farajo, and my hometown is about the same size as this city, but there is no mental hospital, so I am curious why there are two here? Could it be that mental patients from other cities were sent here for treatment?"
At the entrance of a small alley, under the control of Dorothy, the tourist puppet was licking a round candy that he had just bought while whispering to the stall owner who sold him the candy. After listening to him, the stall owner also hesitated and answered.
"Well... it's rare for you to visit so many places on the first day after you got off the ship. But actually, you are a little wrong. There are not two but three mental hospitals in our city. Moreover, these mental hospitals are not for receiving patients from outside. The patients inside are mainly from Navaha ourselves."
"Three mental hospitals, and all the patients in them are Navaha? How come...is it easy for this city to have mental patients?" After listening to the stall owner's words, the tourist puppet under Dorothy's control spoke unexpectedly, and the stall owner nodded silently.
"Yeah... In our city, every now and then, some family or some person will suddenly become stupid and weird. A normal person will suddenly become stupid and dazed. From time to time, they will go crazy and yell, "Little Mom", especially at night, they will toss and turn very hard, and they can't rest at all, making it hard for people to sleep...
"According to the old people in the city, this is a disease that is unique to our area, also known as sleep deprivation. It has occurred occasionally since a long time ago, so no one is surprised. If someone in a family gets this disease, they can only consider themselves unlucky."
"Sleeping sickness? Does that mean you have had this disease for a long time?"
"Yes, but in the past, there weren't many people with this disease, and there might not be one in a year. But I don't know if it's because the number of people has increased or for some other reason, but in the past seven or eight years, the number of people with sleeping sickness in the city has gradually increased. Because the number of patients has increased, we have built special mental hospitals to accommodate them, one, two, three. Because the number of patients has increased, we have built three mental hospitals in the past seven or eight years. Many families have been admitted together. It looks scary. Some young people are scared and have run to Troyes."
The stall owner looked at the passenger with a sigh and said, after listening to the stall owner's words, the passenger nodded, and then took out a few coins and gave them to the other party.
"Thank you for your answer, sir. Another slice please."
In order to take care of the business of the intelligence source, Dorothy asked the traveler to ask for another candy. After the stall owner took the money, he smiled and took out a new candy. After the traveler took it and looked at it, he found that it was a crescent-shaped candy.
"Sweet dreams, guest."
"Sweet dreams? Oh, what a peculiar way of blessing."
"Ha, it's a custom here. When we eat this kind of moon candy, we always say this. When I was a child, I wanted to ask my father for this kind of moon candy, so I always said I wanted a sweet dream, I wanted a sweet dream."
The stall owner continued to explain to the tourist corpse. After listening to the tourist corpse's words, the tourist corpse couldn't help but glance at the crescent candy in his hand, and then murmured.
"A sweet dream?"
After asking the villagers about what happened in the mental hospital, Dorothy began to collect all the corpses. While having dinner, Dorothy frowned as she thought about what she had encountered after coming to Navaha.
"Insomnia? Listen to what this uncle said... This mental illness seems to have existed in this city since long ago. It is a disease that local residents are very familiar with. However, in the past seven or eight years, the incidence of this disease has suddenly increased. In order to cope with the surge in the number of patients, so many mental hospitals have been built one after another...
"Tsk... I feel like there's something unusual hidden behind this..."
Dorothy thought seriously as she finished the Castilian sausage in her hand.
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Somewhere in Navaha, in the evening.
In an ordinary living room, a woman in her forties, slightly plump, wearing a black robe, was sitting on a single sofa, looking forward with a serious expression. On the carpet in front of her, stood a man in his thirties, wearing a well-tailored suit. Facing this man, the woman spoke.
"What is the current situation? Gomez, have you found out the intentions of the church fleet? Are they really just here to serve as servants?"
"Ms. Xixia, after our investigation, we found that this church fleet was an escort fleet. The reason they came to Vanaha was probably a spur-of-the-moment decision. They encountered another ship sinking at sea, and after rescuing a group of people, they sent them here. They should simply be here to send people off, and it is not involved in other extraordinary matters. They should not be aware of us or this city."
The man called Gomez respectfully responded to the woman called Cicia, and Cicia paused for a moment before continuing.
"On a whim... just to send someone off... not involved in any extraordinary matters? Humph, if that's the case, then what was the noise at the port that afternoon when they arrived? And what about the noise on the deserted rocky beach? If they were just sending someone off the ship... that wouldn't happen."
With a cold snort, Xia Xia said this, and her expression revealed a deep distrust at this moment.
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