"Well, what, don't?" the Asian asked with a smile when he saw that Brody hadn't taken it away.

Brody's brow furrowed, and his hand was halfway out and stopped there, and the doctors were startled by the sight of the Asian glove heart, and they didn't dare to say anything.

"What's that strange feeling?" Brody's hand retracted, pressing it to his temple, "Why does this scene feel familiar? ”

"What, any questions?"

Doctors, they all got goosebumps on the ground, and a dark space suddenly became brightly lit, and a man who probably died thousands of years ago was sitting across from you with a smile and a groan, holding a wine glass in one hand and his heart in the other. They didn't know how the little boy could still think there so calmly in this situation, shouldn't he slap himself in the face first?

"It's you!" Brody's face suddenly became very ugly, and under the immature skin on his cheeks, the muscles flared up, "It's you! I don't have this memory at all, this damn familiarity is in your head!" Z felt that the body that belonged to Brody under his control suddenly began to have a violent sense of rejection, and with his powerful bloodline, it was as if it had been suppressed.

"I'm sorry, I'm so emotional. Brody's voice came out of another intonation, and they were stunned when they listened, how could this little guy who was comparable to a Paris cannon look completely possessed now?!

"You, aren't you?" Brody's expression grew more and more pained, his expression changing rapidly, sometimes angry, sometimes sneering, as if two people were fighting inside him.

"My God. The doctor was stunned, he naturally heard the voice just now, it belonged to the cowardly little boy of Brody, and he also knew that since entering here, it was the terrible guy Z who had controlled this body.

But how could Brody resist Z? Wasn't he a little Polish country boy who knew nothing? He didn't even know what he was capable of, unless...... He pretended everything?

"Damn, damn it!" Brody was trembling all over, his hands were like epilepsy, and Olivia had long since been tossed aside by him, lying on the ground looking at him with a frightened face.

She was about to be crushed, and the intense coercion emanating from Brody's body and exerting it on her.

Brody's left hand reached out to the Asian, but his right hand grabbed the wrist of his left hand so hard that he didn't let his left hand reach for a minute. However, the power of the right hand is getting smaller and smaller, and the left hand is getting closer and closer to the Asians.

"Why have you been through this?" Z roared, struggling to gain control of his body, "Is this an illusion? Or is this just what you and God are trying to concoct?"

The Asian, or God, sat across from him, smiling shallowly......

"wTF?" Leng Rui's scolding made the other two people who looked at each other come back to their senses, looking at the A-word paper in their hands and speechless.

"Wang Ling, is this really what you wrote?"

"Look at my expression, do you think I wrote it?" Wang Ling was embarrassed, as a loyal lover, he was more fascinated by what he had just seen than anyone else, and glanced at Leng Rui.

The three of them all have panda eyes now, they look very carefully, I am afraid that some important details have been missed, Leng Rui has even been using his precision, but the result is ......

And the current situation has nothing to do with any half-dime at all, okay??

Leng Rui drank all the coffee in the cup, the table was already full of empty coffee bags, he scratched his somewhat messy hair, and said, "Although we basically can't see what is written in this book, one thing is certain." ”

"In this depiction, all the depictions are soul oracles. Bingning lay on the bed with her head back, "Xuan Bing, Qi Shield, we thought that the spirit only began to appear in these years, if this book is really true, then the soul oracle may have already existed in this world, as early as World War II, the Germans have begun to search for the truth of all this, and even earlier." ”

"But that's all. Wang Ling had a bitter face, this handwriting with his name written on it, and even the handwriting was very similar to his own, he really didn't have any impression.

"Not to mention anything else, the first thing we can be sure of is that this matter is full of strangeness, first of all, no matter what Wang Ling's life experience is, we assume that this is indeed what he wrote. Leng Rui flipped through a few pieces of paper, took out a pen and wrote on the back.

"Then we can have the following conjectures, first, Wang Ling really knows nothing, there is a mastermind behind the whole thing who is manipulating everything, he erased the traces of Wang Ling's existence in a way that we don't know, and then forged a false history. Second, Wang Ling had amnesia, his childhood was indeed like this, and then in order not to make himself look so different from others, he made up a story by himself. And the third one is that Wang Ling actually did it on purpose, he had some schemes, such as wanting to trick Bingning out, so that he could do it. ”

Looking at the black lines on the two of them, after Bingning had already picked out the knife hidden in the sole of his high-heeled shoe, Leng Rui hurriedly coughed a few times in embarrassment, "Don't worry, don't worry, haven't I analyzed it yet?"

"You say. Wang Ling's teeth rattled, and a fruit knife was almost broken by his hand.

"You think, the first one is the most likely, let's not mention it for the time being," Leng Rui was about to leave the cold sweat on his forehead, and the two of them looked at him fiercely, to see what teeth this guy could spit out of his dog's mouth.

"The second case, although it is very possible, but judging from this article, Wang Ling may have already understood part of the truth of the world, and it is basically impossible for him to escape the reptile of the Ministry of Information. Unless..."Leng Rui suddenly opened his mouth.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" Wang Ling and Bingning said in unison.

"Unless you're actually a wanderer!, in that case, there's a high chance that the Ministry of Information won't be able to find you!"

Before he finished speaking, a half-eaten apple was thrown over, according to Leng Rui's nervous reaction speed, it was absolutely impossible to be hit, but they had basically survived all night, and Leng Rui was a little confused because of the excessive use of the soul oracle, and was smashed by the apple, and the panda eyes, which were already very standard, turned into a Siamese face.

"I'll throw in the towel!" he cried with his hands, "seriously." ”

Syllable!

The slippers slapped on his other eye again, Bingning clapped his hands, "Besides, it's useless, but it's not just the soles." ”

"Wang Ling, what kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into the goddess to make her believe in you so much. ”

As he was talking, Leng Rui saw Bing Ning feel the leather whip on his waist.

"Hey, it's a criminal offense to be disabled by assault!

Listening to Leng Rui's miserable scream, Wang Ling shook his head, he naturally knew that the two of them were actually comforting themselves in disguise, but after experiencing this, it was really difficult for him to be in a good mood.

Brody, the doctor, Z, God, these are the characters that may be "born" in his pen, and there is no fragment of memory in his mind.

"What the hell do you think that Brody is? The two of them saw that Wang Ling was not interested, so they stopped making trouble, and Bing Ning looked at the last few chapters and asked.

"Brody, I don't know, but that Z seems to be the guide. Leng Rui rubbed his bruised eyes, "To be able to improve a person's ability to that extent, in addition to becoming a puppet of the Soul Apostle, it should only be possible to forge a god." As for the disappearance of the children earlier on the ship, it did feel like a blood sacrifice. ”

"But I've never heard of a forging god being able to forcibly control people, shouldn't that be the prerogative of the Soul Apostle?"

"Not necessarily. Bingning pointed to some descriptions on the paper, "If this Z wants to control other people, he must touch it with his hands, not just need to look at you like the Soul Apostle." And judging from the details of the description, this kind of control is more like a kind of blood suppression than pure control. ”

"What do you mean, the children who are controlled by him are like that because their bloodlines have been suppressed to the point where they can no longer control their bodies. ”

Bing Ning nodded, "To be honest, we don't know much about those super bloodlines, and the existence of guides and forging gods is also partly the product of our speculation, and no one can know what their actual abilities are. ”

"What about Brody?" Wang Ling suddenly asked, he felt that this boy with Z hidden in his body was similar to himself in many places. If it weren't for World War II, Poland would be too far away from him no matter what, and Wang Ling might really wonder if this little boy was some of his long-lost brothers.

The three of them said a few more words, but they didn't know where the direction of the investigation should be. After seeing Wang Ling's case, the mysteries that were already around him were now full of pits.

"Wang Ling, why did you design the god to look like an Asian? ”

"If I really designed it, I would definitely find a way to write myself into it, rather than just using an Asian to sloppy things. ”

"Let's not talk about this for now," Leng Rui interrupted the ridicule of the two, "I want to know now, why is Wang Ling's book TJ again? After reading half of it, there is no result, we don't know what the final ending is, do we have to guess for ourselves?"

"Who has the last laugh between Brody and Z, what is the origin of the doctor, and what is the origin of the Asian. Wang Ling, your book, the hole you dug is over without filling anything at all!"