From an outsider's perspective, Lu Ban might look like a guy who relies on his reputation to get by.

In fact, Lu Ban was indeed just eating and drinking for free.

Although with his assets, buying a hotel here is not a problem at all, but how can spending his own money compare to eating and drinking for free?

What's more, if Lu Ban participated in the film festival as a judge, it would definitely be a huge publicity for the Miskatoke Film Festival, and the benefits it would bring would be immeasurable. It would not be shameful for Lu Ban to eat a little of their food.

After communicating with the people from the film festival organizing committee for a while, Lu Ban left here, holding a few boxes of CDs.

These CDs are films participating in the film festival. Lu Ban plans to find time to watch them and make his own evaluation.

Walking downstairs, Lu Ban saw the mental hospital again.

The sky became a little gloomier. A cold wind blew the treetops, making a rustling sound and making the mental hospital seem even more secluded.

"Why don't we go to the mental hospital and take a look? Maybe the patients there will get some interesting ideas after watching the movie."

Lu Ban suggested.

"Are you serious?"

Feng Yu glanced at Lu Ban.

"Yeah, it's a madhouse!"

Leopard seemed very happy.

Perhaps by being with a madman, she would also feel the joy of chaos.

"I won't disturb your trip to the asylum. I'm going back to the hotel first."

Feng Yu did not intend to enter the mental hospital, so only Lu Ban and Bao Bao were left behind.

When they arrived at the door, they saw a bald security guard with a beer belly, a common sight in North America. He was browsing his phone while holding a hot dog stuffed with yellow mustard, taking a bite of a piece of bread stuffed with bacon and ham, and taking a big sip of Coke.

"Hello, we want to visit this mental hospital."

Lu Ban said to the window.

"Visiting? Are you the patient's family members?"

The security guard looked at Lu Ban and Bao Bao in confusion.

"No, we are the staff of the film festival. Because the theme of this film festival is chaos and madness, we want to play movies for the patients in the hospital."

Bao Bao spoke before Lu Ban could.

In this sentence, perhaps only the first one is true.

She lied without blushing or beating her heart, and acted so seriously that it seemed like the truth.

Lu Ban almost believed it.

"Play a movie? Have you made an appointment with the dean before?"

The security guard put down the hot dog in his hand, pressed his thick fingers on the computer in front of him, which may have been in service longer than his tenure, and asked.

It’s still one-finger Zen.

"Of course I have an appointment."

Baobao took out a piece of paper from somewhere and handed it to the security guard.

The security guard took a closer look and found that it was indeed the dean's notes and seal.

But he had never heard of anything like this. How could someone come to Arkham Asylum to show a movie?

Since they had the documents, the security guard did not stop them. He gave the two people visitor passes and let them in.

After walking through the gate and looking at the bulletin board at the door, Lu Ban finally understood why this place seemed so out of place with the surroundings.

Simply put, the River City Mental Center is a hospital that treats patients with mental illnesses, while Arkham Asylum is for criminals.

The full name of this hospital is "Randolph Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane". As the name suggests, the prisoners held here are all mentally ill.

The word "detention" may not be accurate. The patients here are basically those whose trials have been suspended due to mental illness, or who cannot be arrested, or who are in prison.

In North America, vicious crimes are everywhere, and everyone has a gun, so the citizens are not panicked at all. As a result, incidents that may be ordinary fights in other countries will turn into gun fights here. In addition, there are some perverted people who will use pistols to attack helpless people and commit crimes.

Originally, these people should have been brought to justice.

But many of them would lie and claim that they were mentally ill and that they were having a temporary attack and that was why they took rifles to the streets and shot at the crowds.

The legal system here follows precedents. Before this, there were always some precedents that relied on this method to evade responsibility. As a result, we can only see the honest black uncles unable to breathe, while the white man who killed more than a dozen people is eating, drinking and having fun in the Dabie Wilderness with a smile.

This situation continued for a while, and eventually even the judges could no longer bear it, so a clever proposal was adopted.

Since these criminals claim to be mentally ill, then we should build a hospital specifically to accommodate these mentally ill criminals.

Arkham Asylum came into being.

Most of the vicious prisoners who claim to be mentally ill are sent here for "treatment".

In the early years, frontal lobotomy was the mainstream treatment method here. Simply put, it was to use an awl and a needle to make a hole in the head, or to reach into the brain from under the eye sockets, and directly crush and suck out the frontal lobe, which occupied one-third of the brain.

After such treatment, the person will lose most of his functions and become "quiet". Therefore, it is often used to treat mental illness. The doctor who invented this operation even won the Nobel Prize.

Of course, this surgical method is extremely inhumane, so it has long been abandoned in modern times.

But at that time, when rich people relied on sophistry to evade judicial justice, this treatment was considered to be fighting violence with violence.

The choice is in the hands of the criminal: to spend more than ten years in prison and use a shovel to lay asphalt on the roof, or to have his frontal lobe removed and become a walking corpse.

But now that lobotomies have been abolished, the asylum is filled with criminals who would do anything less than a complete waste of human labor.

In Arkham, a city with simple folk customs, these prisoners are really a headache.

Lu Ban came to the square and saw many patients in hospital gowns and guards standing by with guns.

"We have finally arrived at Miskatoke's highest city, Arkham. It is so beautiful, my family."

Leopard breathed in the air in the hospital that was filled with the smell of disinfectant, while filming with his mobile phone and speaking.

"Hey, isn't this Lu Ban?"

She pointed the camera at Lu Ban seriously, took a half step back in surprise, then moved the camera away and turned to the patients.

"Let's just look at the mentally ill person in the distance."

"You're having a lot of fun."

Lu Ban thought about it and felt that with Bao Bao's personality, it was reasonable for him to surf the Internet intensively.

"Life needs to be more colorful and less serious."

Leopard chuckled and put away his phone.

Lu Ban looked at the patients and found that each of them was in high spirits and did not look like a mental patient at all.

He and Leopard approached the nearest patient, who was sitting on a bench with a laptop on his lap.

"Hello, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Ban spoke straight to the point and did not mince words.