As the incarnation of the Old Ones, Baobao must understand supernatural powers better than Lu Ban. It should be very easy for him to read memories without hurting people.

But for Baobao, rather than saying that she deliberately killed the patient to eliminate a threat to the people and make people happy, it would be better to say that she did not realize that she had just killed a person.

You are walking happily on the street, eating hot pot and singing songs. Suddenly, a few ants block in front of you and shake their antennae at you, which means that you have just stepped on their companions to death. Do you admit your guilt?

Baobao is good in every way except that he is too carefree.

Perhaps he has not yet fully adapted to life in human society, and he makes mistakes from time to time.

After all, disguising as humans is too tiring. Without some fun, it would be difficult for the incarnations of the Old Ones to persevere.

Now, in the atrium of Arkham Asylum, the gun-wielding guards seemed to have noticed the problem. They looked over here and several of them had already taken action.

Bao Bao realized what she had done and quickly came up with an idea, but just as she raised her hand, Lu Ban suddenly stopped her.

"Are you going to kill all the witnesses next?"

"Is it not possible?"

Baobao looked at Lu Ban with his big innocent eyes.

"Of course not. We still have to show them a movie."

Lu Ban answered as a matter of course.

“Yes.”

Baobao felt that what Lu Ban said was right, and the movement of his hands changed again.

Then, I saw the "mentally ill" patient with a blooming head in front of me, and the blooming head closed again.

He came back to life.

The patient seemed unaware of what had just happened. He did not notice Lu Ban and Bao Bao. He focused his eyes on the computer in front of him. He typed rapidly on the keyboard and spent all his money in one go. As to whether he donated it to charity or simply bought tens of thousands of balloons to add to the ozone hole in Antarctica, Lu Ban had no idea.

However, Lu Ban noticed that there seemed to be some dirt on the back of this person’s neck.

It was like something white and sticky was stuck on it.

If you look closely, you'll find that the substance is coming out from under the patient's skin, just like a pimple, and within that mark, there's a thread.

The thread extends vertically upwards into the infinitely high sky, and no one knows where it will eventually reach.

This person was like a puppet. After doing what he just did, he didn't move anymore. He just stared at the screen, like a puppet without anyone controlling it.

After seeing this scene, the security guards did not come over and stood back.

No one has sympathy for these patients, so it’s better to mind your own business and just think that what you just saw was an illusion.

That's what they thought in their minds.

"Small problem, small problem."

Leopard had an expression that said "Look how powerful I am" and puffed out his chest.

The other patients, not knowing what they had just seen, stared at the two men warily.

Lu Ban came to the doctor's office and caught a doctor slacking off. The doctor was playing Solitaire and was about to pass a level.

"doctor."

Lu Ban's sudden words scared the doctor so much that he immediately turned off the game. He tilted his head and looked at Lu Ban. When he found that he was not the leader, he felt relieved, but also a little confused.

"Well, we are the staff of the Miskatoc Film Festival, and we want to show movies to the patients in the hospital to bring some joy to their hospital life."

Lu Ban said immediately.

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

The doctor asked.

Lu Ban saw that Baobao was about to move forward and slap the lazy doctor on the head, and he hurriedly stopped the girl.

"I'll take care of it."

As Lu Ban spoke, he casually tore off a piece of paper from the table next to him, and then quickly wrote the words "Last Words" on it with a silver fountain pen.

[Anyone who reads this note will agree with what the signer said, simple and practical]

Lu Ban signed his name on the paper and said as he handed it to the doctor.

"We have made an appointment with the dean. Please give us the equipment. We should have the equipment needed for outdoor broadcasting here."

After taking the note from Lu Ban, the doctor was in a trance for a moment.

Then he nodded as if he understood something and pointed to the key hanging on the wall.

"The third key from the left is the key to the warehouse. The projector is in the warehouse. The warehouse is at the end of the corridor."

"Thank you very much. Please give me this certificate."

Lu Ban said this and took the paper back.

The doctor did not react until Lu Ban and Bao Bao left. He just stared blankly at the door.

The two quickly took out the projector and the huge screen.

North America loves open-air movies, especially since there is a tradition of car culture here. Often, a young couple's first date is not in a dim movie theater, but in an open-air drive-in theater playing old movies. They only need to pay a little money, buy popcorn and two large cups of Coke, and they can spend a wonderful night.

So, there are such equipment in hospitals.

Lu Ban and Bao Bao quickly put up the curtain.

This has attracted the attention of many patients.

These patients were extremely vicious criminals outside. The number of people they had killed might almost equal that of a reinforced battalion. Money allowed them to linger in the mental hospital. They were somewhat disdainful of Lu Ban's actions.

"Everyone, come and take your seats. Don't rush for them. The movie will start soon."

Lu Ban shouted.

No one responded to him and everyone continued to do their own thing.

Lu Ban thought about it and came to a security guard.

Handing the note with his name on it to the security guard, Lu Ban spoke at the same time.

"Lend me your gun."

The security guard picked up the note in confusion, but soon became dazed and wooden, and handed the shotgun in his hand to Lu Ban.

Lu Ban picked up the gun, walked to the curtain, and shot into the sky without hesitation.

Bang——

The gunshots quickly attracted the patients' attention. Several black people even immediately put their hands behind their heads and squatted down, performing the movements skillfully as if they had already engraved this set of movements into their DNA.

"Everyone, come and take your seats. Don't rush for seats. The movie is about to start."

Lu Ban said kindly.

"Who are you?"

A bald patient who looked like a good fighter shouted at Lu Ban.

Lu Ban did not answer, but just fired a shot at his feet.

Bang——

The bald patient jumped up immediately and looked at Lu Ban in disbelief.

"Please take a seat."

Lu Ban smiled.

The patients looked at each other, then came to the atrium square, found a seat and sat down, as well-behaved as kindergarten children.

After all, compared to himself, the man in front of him looks more like a mental patient.

No one knows why he played the movie for himself. He might shoot himself and then, through litigation, become a patient in the same hospital as himself.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ban was very satisfied.