frightfiction Chapter 1365 The Probing in the Tavern, Skinner's Response
Chapter 1365 The Probing in the Tavern, Skinner's Response
Reminded by Lin Yu, Old Zheng belatedly realized...
It seems that the current Psychological Association's policy and style of operation do have a bit of the flavor of my patient back then.
"So it seems that after my death... it's quite possible that 'fluvoxamine' did pass on her views."
Old Zheng's thoughts raced. If he were still in brain form, the sulci of his cerebral cortex would probably be flashing with light: "But this is even stranger. If her ideas and beliefs have influenced so many people, why has her name disappeared from the Psychological Association?"
Lin Yu said in a low voice, "Then this question... perhaps the answer can really be found by me impersonating the other person, right?"
Old Zheng still had doubts: "What if she's already dead?"
“Isn’t that perfect?” Lin Yu looked at Lao Zheng with a puzzled expression. “That way, I can just make up a lie about having a ‘life-saving trump card’ and keep impersonating her identity, and it will be very difficult for her to expose me.”
He had originally planned that if the identity of "Schreber" didn't work, he would try to impersonate "Bandura," "Fluoxetine," or "Potassium Chloride" to get close to the "Psychological Society's" stronghold.
After all, the Order, the Night Watch, the Raiders, and the Psychological Society all joined in the fun of the Players' Mutual Aid Association, just to varying degrees.
Lin Yu did not believe that the Psychological Society would remain uninvolved.
Now that I have the identity of "Fluvoxamine"... although the risks are definitely greater than playing the role of "Fluoxetine," since "Fluoxetine" seems to be able to cover for me.
However, the risks of this choice are likely lower than playing the role of "Bandura"—and there might even be unexpected gains.
Old Zheng heard Lin Yu's words and understood Lin Yu's thoughts: "You're right... Boss."
He also remembered that his boss was not only good at creating an identity out of thin air, but also adept at impersonating other people who already existed.
"Okay, show me what she looks like and what her style of dress is like."
As Lin Yu spoke, he took out the [Dream Box].
As the previous holder of the Dream Box, Old Zheng was naturally familiar with how to use it. He took the Dream Box and then put himself into a state of blankness and unconsciousness. He then used psychological suggestion to extract a part of the memory of 'Fluvoxamine' from his mind in the blank state.
Afterwards, Lao Zheng projected and restored this part of the memory to Lin Yu and showed it to him.
Lin Yu quickly saw the image of "Fluvoxamine"—a young woman who mostly wore tight capri pants and strange T-shirts, had dark skin, dyed yellow hair, and a fierce look with upturned eyes.
She was tall and slender, but her muscles were very defined, making her look like someone you wouldn't want to mess with.
Anyway, if this girl were to transfer to his class, Lin Yu would definitely not let him provoke her.
As Lao Zheng said, this is exactly the stereotypical image of a Japanese delinquent girl!
Subsequently, Lao Zheng also provided some basic information about the capabilities of "fluvoxamine".
"Fluvoxamine's profession is 'thug'. Although she has the ability to copy souls, she prefers close-quarters combat. Her favorite weapon is a whip, which looks something like this."
"Of course, when things get really tough, she will also use the abilities of others that she has recorded to aid her in battle, since she will not waste her own power."
Lin Yu pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.
"I understand……"
He memorized what "fluvoxamine" looked like and then made preparations.
In short, he still planned to first test the waters by appearing as "Schreber".
If Schreiber encounters difficulties, it's not too late to switch to Fluvoxamine after finding a way to extricate themselves.
Alternatively, he could first find out some information about "fluvoxamine" and its current status, and then play the role of the other party in a better way to gain greater benefits.
Lin Yu was pondering when, led by Lao Zheng, they arrived at the former site of the Shenzhen branch of the Psychological Society.
Old Zheng spoke up in surprise.
"Wow, they really didn't change locations?"
The two of them were standing at the entrance of a small tavern.
The tavern's signboard was flashing, displaying the name "Asclepius".
Lin Yu had already released Hannah in advance as a means to interfere with the enemy's retreat, and had also helped Lao Zheng and himself hide their faces—now Lao Zheng and he looked like a strange person wearing a mask.
Old Zheng himself had already concealed his aura and used his mental power to conceal the soul and life fluctuations of Lin Yu and himself from being spied on.
"I thought this location would be a clinic or something..."
Lin Yu muttered to himself, and Old Zheng chuckled softly.
"Sometimes a nice bar can help people relax faster than any therapy room, and alcohol is just as effective as many professional psychiatric medications..."
Lin Yu looked at Lao Zheng: "You don't just want to come here to have a drink, do you?"
Old Zheng shook his head: "Absolutely not!"
He pushed open the tavern door and led Lin Yu inside.
The entire bar is decorated in a very postmodern minimalist style – this can be seen from the fact that the door is a single piece of frameless glass with a black doorknob.
At this moment, soothing blues music is playing in the store, and the magnetic voice of the black singer flows through the store like water in a dream. The whole store is also filled with a faint aroma of fragrance.
The bar was empty, with no customers at any tables. Only a short bartender in a black suit stood behind the counter... playing on his phone.
"It wasn't for wiping cups after all."
Lin Yu inwardly complained that the other party hadn't used the bartender's signature move, and led Lao Zheng to the bar.
Looking at Old Zheng and Lin Yu, whose faces were shrouded in shadow, the bartender, who was obviously also a 'player' and a member of the 'Psychology Society', also noticed something unusual and squinted his eyes as he spoke.
Would you two like something to drink?
Old Zheng placed his hand on the bar, clearly having already recognized the other person.
"I'd like a special 'Existential Crisis' cocktail, please, with cucumber instead of lime... 'Skinner'."
He spoke in a masked, hoarse voice.
Upon hearing Old Zheng call out his code name and utter a "code word" that, though outdated, had indeed been used before, Skinner didn't start mixing drinks. Instead, he curiously observed the two newcomers.
At this juncture, Old Zheng also subtly transmitted a mental message to Lin Yu.
“'Skinner,' 'Second-order,' 'Doctor.'”
"He was trained by the first 'Adler', but the second 'Adler' also values him highly."
"Judging by the time, he's probably already at the 'third tier'... but in a head-on confrontation, the boss should be able to handle it."
"However, this person is very smart. He is considered a highly skilled psychologist in the 'Professional Committee,' and he knows most of the members in the organization, so it is not easy to deceive him by using a fake name."
Lin Yu processed the information from Lao Zheng and felt the scrutinizing gaze from him, then nodded.
"I understand."
As Lin Yu spoke, he then subtly removed the disguise from his face, revealing the appearance of 'Schreber'.
The other person paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "President? No... no, although it looks like him, it's impossible."
Skinner snapped out of his daze and then looked wary.
"You are……"
Lin Yu calmly began, “Nice to meet you. I am Schreiber… It seems you’ve already heard of me.”
Skinner was very wary and immediately pulled out a square bottle from under the bar and held it upside down in his hand—the bottle was brimming with "magic," clearly a [tool] produced in Night Valley.
"Of course, I have heard that you have plotted to seize the first chairman's legacy."
"On the contrary, everyone in the organization has heard of your name."
Judging from the other party's level of vigilance and the content of their words, Lin Yu understood something...
"Sure enough, the news of taking those things from Lao Zheng in Kirishima last time has already spread throughout the 'Psychological Society'."
"But correspondingly... the fact that I killed 'potassium chloride' on the plane has not yet spread."
That means...
Even though the other party will be wary of me, at least we can talk!
Therefore, Lin Yu ignored the other party's vigilance and adopted a relaxed and non-hostile attitude.
With Lao Zheng, whose identity was unknown but who already exuded the aura of a "senior member," Lin Yu naturally intended to have a "friendly exchange" with him.
"Rest assured, Mr. Skinner, I have no ill intentions. I have come here with goodwill."
“Many people from ‘Order’ have come to Shenzhen recently, so I decided to join in the fun… During this process, I happened to acquire an item that should belong to a member of the ‘Psychological Society,’ so I plan to return it to its rightful owner.”
As Lin Yu spoke, he transformed the [Cyber Ghost's Electronic Coffin] into the shape of that mobile phone and quietly pushed it in front of Skinner.
And look at Skinner's reaction...
He clearly did not recognize this "phone".
Skinner looked puzzled: "This is..."
Lin Yu said casually, "I don't know either, but according to the people from 'Order,' this seems to belong to an executive officer called 'Fluvoxamine.'"
Skinner looked cautiously at the phone, still gripping the bottle tightly, and spoke in a low voice.
"Excuse me for being frank, but there is no such person as 'Fluvoxamine' in the Executive Department."
Lin Yu feigned surprise and said, "To be honest, I don't think those 'Order' members had the ability to lie to me back then... So, could it be something left behind by the former 'Fluvoxamine'?"
"After all, just because it doesn't exist now doesn't mean it didn't exist before."
Skinner shook his head.
"It's unlikely. The previous and only 'Fluvoxamine' claimed that he didn't believe the truth after the first chairman died in Kirishima and went to look for him. He also disappeared in Kirishima."
"Since then, the title of 'fluvoxamine' has remained vacant, and no one has inherited it."