"Did your mentor graduate from Miskatonic University?" Captain Linden asked casually, "If you didn't graduate from Miskatonic University, few would choose our school. After all, Arkham is a different school than Miskatonic University.
Other cities with complete transportation facilities can be said to be very remote."
I don’t know why, unless I have been to the University of Michigan for further studies or have some connections here, not many people will choose the University of Michigan. Generally, outstanding students and professors are more willing to choose other famous schools in Massachusetts, such as
Harvard or MIT.
Unless they are some geeks who specialize in a certain field or are dedicated to exploring the world and studying some real weird things, everyone who can come to this school will more or less excel in some aspect.
Of course, what Captain Lyndon said is also part of it. The University of Michigan is located in Arkham Town, which is just an ordinary town. Compared with other cities, the geographical environment is slightly worse.
"Yes, my mentor did graduate from Miskatonic University, and it is said that he was an outstanding figure in that class." Wilson searched for the vague impression in his memory, that was a man who often had a kind smile.
The elder's face is covered with wrinkles, and his forehead is shining with the light of wisdom.
"It seems that he stayed at the University of Michigan to teach for a while, and then left the University of Michigan for some reason and went to Harvard University. He happened to be in charge of my class."
"Oh, let me ask you, who is your mentor?" Captain Linden asked curiously, "I may have met your mentor. My popularity in school is pretty good."
"My mentor is Professor Jones, Alcatel Jones, who taught me knowledge of ancient history. His achievements in this area are far higher than mine." Wilson said with emotion, this is his true thoughts in the human body.
He recalled the hell scene of the old man arranging a lot of papers with a smile on his face, and cutting off large sections of the paper with a kind face...
Even though he had not experienced it personally, he could still feel the heart-trembling fear in the human body, and thought of the despair he felt when he painfully wrote his graduation thesis.
"Jones?! Alcatel Jones?! Is your mentor really that Jones?" Captain Linden's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his tone was trembling unconsciously. It was obvious that he was very shocked.
"Huh?" Wilson looked at the shocked Captain Linden with some confusion. The captain rarely showed his emotions like this. He was confused, "What's wrong?"
"...Nothing." Captain Linden smiled reluctantly, "It's just that...your mentor was very famous in Miskatonic back then."
At Miskatonic University, even if you try black magic to summon an evil god in the dormitory, you will basically be punished. If you follow the rules and don't cause any major incidents, they won't even take care of you if you don't cause problems.
However, this young professor's mentor, Alcatel Jones, was a ruthless man who was expelled from the University of Michigan.
Captain Lyndon actually didn’t know what happened that year. He was still a student at that time. He just heard that Professor Jones almost destroyed the University of Michigan. It is said that Professor Jones even wanted to include the "Necronomicon" with
The rest of the library's collection was burned.
Eventually, Alcatel Jones was expelled from the University of Michigan.
No one knows exactly what happened except the school and Professor Jones himself.
Everyone thought that Professor Jones might have been possessed by something or had his thinking distorted, turning him into a madman.
But they all know very well that lunatics are not so destructive at U-M.
Miskatonic's research results on the human spirit are outstanding. A low sanity level will be easily detected, and possession will also be noticed. The University of Miskatonic has rich experience in controlling such people.
This means that everything Alcatel Jones does is logical and self-consistent, a calm, crazy... normal person.
"Very famous?" Wilson was slightly surprised. In his memory, his mentor, Professor Jones, seemed to have always been a gentle and introverted person who focused on his own academic field. Even if he was invited by others to attend lectures or other activities, he would not be embarrassed.
go.
In my impression, Professor Jones is always very low-key at Harvard University.
Will such a Professor Jones be very famous at the University of Michigan?
Why does he feel like something is wrong?
"He did a big thing in Miskatonic." Captain Linden sighed and said nothing more.
It seems that this student of Professor Jones does not know these things very well.
But even so, he secretly became more wary of the young professor. Who knows what kind of person Jones taught!
What if he was a calm madman like Alcatel Jones?
Who knows if the gentle professor with a bookish air in front of him came to UM with some strange purpose?
Will he inherit his teaching career and plot evil against MI?
Captain Linden's mouth twitched bitterly. He didn't know why the principal would suddenly insert such a person into his team.
This is simply a ticking time bomb that may or may not erupt.
He couldn't figure out why that person's recommendation letter would be useful.
He knew that the principal had his own considerations in making decisions, and since Wilson was able to serve as a professor at Miskatonic, he must have gone through many layers of screening, and generally there would be no major problems.
But he is still very worried!
Originally, he thought it was okay to let Wilson go out for a walk, but after knowing this, he suddenly regretted it and wanted to detain the young professor and keep an eye on him at all times.
Perhaps Captain Lyndon's gaze was too creepy, and Wilson even felt a little hairy at the sight: "What did Professor Jones do in the first place?"
"...I don't know what it is specifically." Captain Linden said slowly, "You can ask your mentor."
He also wanted to continue to extract more information from Wilson.
"Captain, captain, the staff from the port came here and said there is something wrong." A team member ran over not far away and shouted from a distance, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Captain Linden had no choice but to wave at Wilson: "Sorry, I'll excuse you for a moment, um... why don't you help set up the tent? You're tired from the long journey, right? Take a good rest?"
The light-colored eye masks of the young professor with gold-rimmed glasses reflected the captain's retreating back, with the tent already set up behind him.
He frowned slowly, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was almost undetectable.
"Wilson's mentor, Professor Jones, seems to be not a simple figure..."