Calvin slowly flipped Pastor Crowe's journal forward—

From September to October, Pastor Crowe kept repeating the story of a group of young children who had been chosen to be selected for the "Son Selection." Calvin's face became more and more ugly as he went through the records.

At first, Calvin saw that the phrase "I have sinned" seemed to be a delusion, and Pastor Crow did not seem to have any remorse for what he had done.

But in August, a similar sentence reappeared.

[On August 17, I suddenly felt as if I was no longer myself. I felt like I had been lost, lost in a dark and deceptive path. They asked me to take care of the children of this "Son Selection", which made me feel terrible because I didn't know what I was going to do with them, as I had done a few times before, and by the time I reacted, everything was already done. I think those kids turn into demons once in a while, and they're going to confuse my mind, and then they're pulling me into this shit-like nightmare......]

Later in this account, Pastor Crow seems to have forgotten his original purpose once again, and he begins to record in detail some of the things he did in the latest Son selection, most of which were disgusting, and Pastor Claw went to blame all the problems on the "little devils".

Calvin's fingertips tapped lightly on the pages of the journal.

He seemed hesitant, and all the things recorded in the diary made him feel very uncomfortable, and his wings trembled slightly, and his feathers became fluffy.

"It seems that what is being recorded here is nothing more than the intimate fantasy of a bald and lewd pedophile – sick and unnourishing. ”

The Red Deer leaned over and gently placed a hand on Calvin's back, and he comforted.

Calvin hoped he wouldn't know he almost reflexively flapped him off, but thankfully, Calvin held back.

He can even brace himself up and pretend to be untouched to deal with "Red Deer".

"No, I think there's something in these diaries...... I'm a little concerned. ”

Calvin flipped the journal to the most recent page, and then began to scroll further, his eyes darling back and forth over the handwriting left at different times.

"Pastor Crow's handwriting has changed. ”

He whispered.

The handwriting was subtle, but it was there.

Calvin began to continue to open Pastor Crowe's journal. After reading the latest one, I read the previous ......

Eventually, he discovered something more wrong in the diary of the year that Pastor Crowe had been promoted from an ordinary Adventist junior priest to a senior priest.

【…… I often feel like I'm in a dream. Nightmares and reality overlapped, and I couldn't tell which side was real and which was unreal. In the nightmare, I literally turned into a pathetic pedophile, like the kind that would appear on TV news. I'll shoot at young children, I'll shoot at underage girls. If they don't obey, I will use violence and drugs to control them, and they will eventually become very well-behaved. At least, most of them are. I thought it was scary, but I couldn't control myself. In fact, even I don't know what this is all about. 】

Calvin skimmed the passage as he began to look for an earlier date.

[On February 11, I think I may be a little too greedy. I don't know when I got the idea of becoming a senior pastor. It makes me feel bad. Actually, we all know what it's like to go up, and why I've been in this position for so many years. That disgusting bunch of pedophiles and human smugglers. Alas, I don't really know what to do, I also know, Surda is right, either join them or be kicked out of the game by them. I think if I watched the things they did in silence like this, I might be fired. Well, just let them fire me. 】

March 24 ...... God, I guess I was a little too naïve. I thought I was just being expelled, however, they found Sulda's body today. I felt like I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I thought Surda had figured it all out, and he was just expelled. However, they may not want those who know the inside story to leave the sect smoothly. I should have left earlier, it's too late now. It's no longer a multiple-choice question of playing or not playing a game......]

Calvin's eyes froze when he saw this line, and he began to carefully look through the Pastor Crow's mental journey during this time—

An ordinary, cowardly and incompetent middle-aged man slowly emerges before Calvin's eyes through his diary.

Pastor Crowe spent the first few decades of his life being very ordinary, ordinary to the point of failure. He joined the Adventists, trying to do everything he could on the surface, but still being a lowly priest in the most ordinary community.

But it was precisely because of all these years of holding positions in the Advent that he was vaguely aware of the darker and more terrifying part of the operation of the sect. He thought he could act as a silent bystander until the end, but he eventually found himself having to make a choice. His colleague had thought about leaving the Adventists, but the apparent departure represented actual death. Eventually, Pastor Crowe decided to "join" the "big game" that made him feel sick.

Calvin slowly flipped through his later journals, which were written on one page one day the following year.

【…… Yes, I think I'll be a senior pastor. I was more suited to life within the denomination than I thought. But I swear I'll find a way to change this terrible atmosphere and rules. Those children are innocent, they are really pitiful. If I were just a low-level pastor on the periphery, I don't think I would ever be able to do anything. But if I do become a senior pastor, I can at least save them. 】

It is a great irony to see the declarations in Pastor Crow's early diary and to deal with what he did in the years that followed.

Calvin didn't seem to care much about the contents of the diary, but with his handwriting.

He laid the two diaries flat on the desk, and then pointed to the handwriting of the two diaries at the same time. In his early years, Reverend Crow wrote very small, fair, and rarely mistyped words, but his recent diary was rough and clumsy, like that of a schoolboy, full of grammatical errors and misspelled words.

His words...... Too much has changed. It's so strange that a person's handwriting as an adult could never have changed so dramatically. ”

Calvin then met "Red Deer" in the eye.

"I remember the first time I was with you...... No, it was Histu who couldn't write when they met, and it was Fuge who came forward and wrote a note to explain everything. I've seen the note you wrote to me later, and your handwriting is completely different from Fuge's. ”

"Red Deer's" eyes widened slightly, and Calvin didn't miss the flash of surprise on his face.

Calvin's heart swelled with a wave of joy: just as he thought, "Red Deer" had not yet fully digested the remaining memories and abilities of other personalities...... This also includes handwriting.

He didn't give "Red Deer" any chance to talk about it, but grabbed "Red Deer" directly by the hand and pressed it on the pen that Pastor Crow had left on his desk before-

"Write me a line, and call Fugg out, I need him to write the same line. ”

"Uh, this ......"

"Red Deer" smiled lightly, and Calvin could sense that he was already brewing words of abscurity. Before he could speak, Calvin had already flipped the journal to the last page, revealing a blank sheet of paper and pulling it under the pen of "Red Deer".

He raised his head and suddenly smiled at the "red deer".

"I give you permission to write a love poem to me. ”

The pupils of the "Red Deer" are condensed.

Calvin pretended not to see and continued, "Write, dear. ”

The "Red Deer", disguised as Reed, took the pen silently, and he wrote the line on the white paper—

[I give you everything I have. 】

His handwriting is beautiful and fluid—similar to Reed's.

Calvin rightfully ignored the remaining two points of difference, and he urged "The Red Deer" to call Fugg out.

At Calvin's urging, "Red Deer" gave Calvin a deep look. Calvin's heart beat faster for a moment, but his expression remained unmoving.

"Hurry up, I have an idea...... I want to catch it. ”

He almost thought that "Red Deer" had seen through his thoughts, and he was even prepared for it.

But what he didn't expect was that "Red Deer" actually called Fuge out and occupied the dominance of his body.

Of course, all Calvin could see was that the "Red Deer"'s gaze suddenly froze, and his expression instantly froze, as if he was in a daze, or flashing. And when his expression and gaze returned to agility, the aura on his body also changed completely differently.

When the calm and gentle aura of the English doctor reappeared around Calvin, Calvin even felt the extreme weakness of his own heart.

It was only at this moment that he realized how frightened and helpless he was.

…… How much I miss those normal personalities.

"Fugg?"

"I'm coming. ”

Fugg whispered.

The English doctor's grim tone was no different from Calvin's memory, but Calvin did not let his guard down.

"Red Deer" is almost impeccable in mimicking other personalities, and if he can emulate Virgili and Reed, then he can emulate Fugg as well. 166 Reading Network