"What would you do if you noticed a bug under your skin?"

As he spoke, Horden also raised his right hand, put his index finger on the surface of the skin, and gently lifted it up, mobilizing spiritual energy to simulate a small bulge, and his mouth also issued the onomatopoeia of "beep", which made everyone present faintly notice that the skin began to itch.

But Horden didn't give up, with a slight turn of his fingertips, the insects condensed by spiritual energy burrowed under the skin, began to climb along the fingertips to the arms, and disappeared under the clothes, and finally emerged from the shoulders, crawled down the neck to the cheeks, "It's still crawling, what are you going to do?"

Seeing the lifelike insect crawling under Horden's face, a small black shadow bulged up like this, and Horden's face was still calm, the picture was really too terrifying, all the breathing sounds in the whole room couldn't help suppressing it, and finally Issa couldn't suppress the nausea and exclaimed, "Horden!"

Hodden shrugged innocently, the strength of his fingertips loosened, and the dark shadow on his cheek vanished, "What do you think you're going to do?"

Looking around, no one answered, not even a glance, no one wanted to meet Hoden's clear and translucent gaze.

So, Hoden gave the answer in their place, "You're going to try to cut the skin and get the bug." ”

"What would you do if this bug started to run around, even moving towards the brain?" Hodden's words pushed everyone's imagination to the edge of the abyss, and it was obvious that Julian was starting to scratch his arm, "You're going to keep cutting through your skin and trying to catch that bug." ”

"And then you go into a lot of madness, and you even cut open your own belly without you even realizing it. ”

Vomit!

It's Director Zvi.

He couldn't hold back any longer, his pale cheeks didn't have any blood, he just supported the wall directly, and kept retching, in fact, there was nothing in his stomach, but the acid water still kept flowing down the saliva, and it seemed that he would never stop if he didn't vomit out his internal organs.

The tail of Holden's eyebrows lifted slightly, and he sighed with a smile, "Hold back." Otherwise, the morning food will vomit out, what a waste. You can't stuff it back in. ”

Vomit!

Director Zvi vomited even more.

Ignoring the vomiting creature, Horden continued, "Nightingale sensed that the threat was in his body, not a bug, but something he could feel, and he could see it in the muscles of his limbs, and he twisted his body as hard as he could, as if his entire torso were twisted. ”

"I don't know what he's doing, maybe he's searching, maybe he's resisting, but he's tormenting and twisting his body, even forgetting the pain. ”

As he spoke, Hoden thought of the diary pages again—he didn't know why he suddenly remembered the diary, but the descriptions came alive in his mind as if they were brought to life, and all the images became real little by little.

However, the thoughts in his head did not affect Hoden's words.

Eventually, he decided that the threat was in his stomach, so he performed a caesarean section with a dagger and pulled out his entrails, pulling and squeezing in an attempt to eliminate the threat. ”

"The debris and debris on the ground, scattered everywhere, should be what he is looking for. ”

"From the mastery of the dagger to its final state, from the traces left by the internal organs on the ground and the final landing point, as well as the blood and visceral residues of Nightingale's own hands, all the clues point to the same result. ”

"That is, he did it all himself. ”

"He killed himself with his own hands. ”

With Horden's words, everyone's eyes fell little by little on the remnants of the ground, the blood, the internal organs, and the minced meat...... It's all in the eye, pieced together in fragments to piece together the scene that Hodden described.

The muddy and rotting residue was scattered on the ground like this, like undulating scars, and the shock was not enough to describe the powerful impact of the sight, and more importantly, the fear acting on the depths of the soul, and finally the sight fell on the wound in Nightingale's abdomen—

Because Hordon was crouching next to the corpse and pointed to the wound with his right index finger.

"The jagged wounds and the cracks in the tiger's mouth can be seen that Nightingale did it herself, not by external forces. Because the wound is not smooth or smooth, there are even some tear marks. This is a trace that cannot be simulated by other people's external forces. ”

The muscles of the wounds that rotted to the point of blackening were burrowing out white and fat maggots, and the slightly rolled corners were like rolled blades, and the color of the blood could not be seen, but it was more cruel and more terrifying;

It was like a deep black hole that attracted the soul to it, and I didn't realize it, my steps began to stagger, staggering, and it seemed that I could fall into it at any moment, and the fear and timidity of the mental trance crept up my back, and I could feel the deep fear in my whole spine.

"Gross!"

Director Zvi could no longer hold back, and turned away with a staggering, sweaty, and pale face, his staggering steps seemed to be about to fall at any moment, and only then did he turn to leave the room, and there was a "poof" sound outside.

And this time, even Julian couldn't hold back, and tried his best to smile at Holden, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be so heavy that he couldn't go up, and reluctantly signaled to Director Zvi, indicating that he was going to take care of him, and rushed out of the room with a turn, followed by the sound of crazy vomiting.

The vigilantes who had been waiting at the door scrambled to help, and Paxia stood in the doorway with a pale face, looking at Howlen with stunned eyes.

"I thought they would never leave. Issa's ears heard Howlen's voice with a shallow smile, her fingertips were cold, her muscles seemed to have completely stiffened, unable to move, and then hearing this, her neck slowly shifted with great difficulty, and she looked at Howlen in amazement, her eyes flashed with surprise and consternation, and she couldn't believe her ears.

"......" Issa tried to speak, but found that his throat was very dry, and only made a little sound, he wanted to cough, and there was a gurgling sound in his ears, and he finally managed to find the voice, "You...... What do you mean by that......? Everything you just said was false?"

Issa felt that her brain was running out of ideas.