I open a restaurant in Pokémon World

"Mr. Da Kong, do you know the grandpa just now?" Heath followed Da Kong and couldn't help his inner curiosity as he walked. He asked doubtfully. Now Heath still doesn't understand why this old man does this.

There are two flavors.

"I know, this old guy is one of the first ones in our nursing home. He's just a poor man." Da Kong took a puff of cigarette. This old man is a long-time smoker. This is his second one. He doesn't know.

When did you develop such a big addiction?

Heath listened patiently and said nothing. At this time, he just wanted to be an ordinary melon-eater and a qualified listener.

"His name is Lotta. He was originally a very good dancer, the kind who won awards. Later, after moving in, his wife passed away. As a result, from that day on, Lotta went crazy. He said that his wife did not

Death just attached to his body, living a sweet life with him, and always asking me to make a piece of food for his wife." Mr. Okora shrugged, but Heath was stunned, why did this sound so so

of...

unique?

It sounded very much like a mental illness just now, which made Heath think about whether the nursing home should set up a psychiatrist position, but then Heath thought of his previous experience. When the old man turned around, what happened

Changing taste changes...

"Mr. Dakong, do you know what flavor Grandpa Lota and his wife like?" Heath asked eagerly. He felt that this was a very important clue.

"Huh? Of course I know. Luo Ta's wife also lived in our nursing home. She likes to eat sour food, and she has a very unique taste." Mr. Dakong calmly took a puff of cigarette and then blew out a smoke ring, but

However, Heath's heart was filled with turmoil. He remembered that when Mr. Lotta turned around, his favorite taste was also sour.

If you say this, either Mr. Lotta is telling the truth, or Mr. Lotta misses his wife too much, and then falls into madness, thus distorting a second personality, and that personality is Mr. Lotta's wife.

With this shocking guess, Heath left the nursing home in confusion and followed Mr. Da Kong to his dining car.

"Your dining car looks good." Mr. Da Kong looked at Heath's dining car in surprise. He had never seen this kind of dining car before.

"This is a new product developed by Shiruf Company." Heath smiled and had to say that Goldfinger is really strong. It can do such things, and it can also affect the thoughts of other people in the world.

and cognition, and even Shirouf Company actually believed that it had developed this thing on its own.

"But old man, why do you live in this place?" Heath looked at Da Kong curiously. He never understood this question. The location of the nursing home is too remote, and the security guard responsible for guarding the door is too strong.

For some, it is really unheard of for Hiss to use Kuailong as a security guard.

"..." Mr. Dakong fell silent. He took out another cigarette from his pocket, lit it, stuffed it into his mouth, took a puff, and blew out a smoke ring.

"In the early days, we retired old men didn't want to trouble the alliance for resettlement, so we found this place to settle ourselves. Later, some old guys who were desperate because of their unfilial descendants also came to us.

It gradually became like this." Mr. Dakong looked at Heath calmly.

"The one I just chatted with, her daughter didn't let her go to the hospital when she was sick, and she didn't even give her medicine. If she hadn't been trained to come out and ask for help, she might have died.

On the bed." Da Kong pointed to the nursing home behind, and Heath felt that what he was looking at was not a nursing home, but a spiritual hell, a safe haven to avoid danger.

"In fact, during this period of time, there are always some people coming to the door to make trouble. Some bring wills and ask for signatures, some kneel on the ground and cry, and some bring their grandchildren to beg for mercy. Ha, it's better for them to sit down.

In the car, let the children kneel at the door of the nursing home." Mr. Dakong sneered, and Heath looked at Mr. Dakong silently. If he hadn't known that Mr. Dakong wouldn't have teased him with such a thing, Heath

You'd think this was all some weird joke.

Heath didn't even know how he left the nursing home. When the dining car drove through the night again, Heath couldn't help but look back. It was a little child shining with stars in the dark night.

The nursing home is next to the cemetery. It is a dead and quiet place, far away from the city, far away from the hustle and bustle.

So what makes these elderly people who could enjoy their old age at home eager to move into this remote nursing home voluntarily?

Heath thought it was a heavy story.

...

When Heath got up from the bed, Heath was not in a good mood. He had another dream last night. In this dream, Heath seemed to see a large group of evil spirits climbing around the nursing home, trying to destroy the nursing home.

Pushed down the mountain, it's like pushing down the bottomless abyss.

Heath didn't know if it was a nightmare or a sweet dream, but when he woke up, Heath didn't see the message to entertain Darkrayon or Cresselia. It seemed that he was just thinking about it during the day and dreaming about it at night.

"Oh, forget it, let's start preparing the edible quartz for cooking later. When the edible quartz is finished cooking, I can set off for another city." Heath stretched, and then slowly left.

He climbed up on the bed, but Zoroa was still curled up on Heath's bed and fell asleep. Looking at Heath, he wanted to laugh a little.

"Wake up, Soraya." Heath yawned, then stretched out his hand and pulled out Soraya. Soraya was held by Heath without any movement, and Heath was stunned when he saw it.

Stunned for a moment.

After shaking again, there was still no movement from Zoroa. After a while, Zoroa opened his eyes with a sleepy expression on his face.

But Heath's expression became even more wrong, because he found that this Zoroa's head did not have the likes and dislikes, and on Heath's bed, there were two likes and dislikes signs from inside.

Came out.

"..." Heath looked at it silently, this Zoroa is really a torturer, he is getting better and better at playing, and now he has done this kind of thing, using a phantom to create a fake Zoroa, and then the real body continues

Hiding to sleep?

Heath stretched out his hand expressionlessly and pulled out the real Zoroa. From the outside, Zoroa looked like a pillow.