At the sight of that line, Calvin slammed the journal on the desk.

His face turned pale suddenly, and he looked panicked like a little girl who suddenly saw a poisonous snake crawling out of a crack in the stone.

"What's wrong?"

Reed, disguised as "Red Deer", dutifully raised questions of concern.

“……”

Calvin stared at him with wide-eyed eyes and a dull look, and for a long time he did not speak. He didn't speak because he couldn't organize the language, and the mental impact he had received was too great—the notes from Pastor Crow had a faint afterglow of the writer's spirit.

Sometimes they are the source of Calvin's inhuman "intuition." And just now, Calvin focused all his attention on the contents of the diary in order to escape the mental pressure brought to him by the "Red Deer", and it was precisely because of this that the extremely distorted and evil spiritual pollution in that line of handwriting attacked Calvin completely unprepared.

Calvin covered his mouth and bowed down, he couldn't control himself at all.

He retched a few times and spat out a few mouthfuls of bitter gastric juice.

“…… Calvin? Oh my God...... Wait......"

The sound of the "red deer" sounded like it was barely transmitted from behind the hazy mist.

Calvin was in a trance and he was wrapped up on a soft couch on the other side of the study. The cool palm of the "red deer" rested on Calvin's forehead. A perfume from a niche brand dripped, a faint smoky scent of bitter juniper berries permeating Calvin's nostrils.

Calvin knew he should be very careful to watch out for "Red Deer", but he was unable to remain extremely vulnerable, lying on "Red Deer's" lap and resting for a moment.

It took another moment for the voice of "Red Deer" to become clear.

"What happened?"

Calvin closed his eyes tightly in discomfort.

If you don't look at "Red Deer," whose eyes are reminiscent of deep pools and swamps, and listen to his voice, he is still very similar to the man Calvin relied on and loved.

"Pastor Crowe wasn't born evil, he was just ...... It's just rotten. ”

Calvin said weakly as he remained in a lying position.

Behind his eyelids, there was still a faint white phantom that flickered.

"I think he was once entered by my brother. ”

"Red Deer" let out an exaggerated snap of his tongue.

"Wow-" he whispered, then again.

"Your brother...... The taste is really strong. ”

"Red Deer" said.

It has to be said that regardless of whether "Red Deer" is deliberately imitating Reed, but at this moment, Calvin can really think in a trance that the cynical playboy who is full of lies is by his side.

A faint smile appeared on Calvin's lips, and he paused, and said, "Joshua's special ability invaded Pastor Crow's ** and spirit, and of course, I think this is a so-called miracle in the eyes of others." Pastor Crow escaped from the shadow of cancer. But actually, I want to...... Joshua simply 'transformed' the poor man with his superpowers. He may have cured the Reverend of Crow's ills, but he left a sinister seed in the man's spirit, like a sprinkling of mold on a decaying stake that, under the right circumstances, could flourish in a very short time. ”

"Well, that sounds ......"

"Sounds like nonsense. ”

Calvin calmly answered.

He slowly opened his eyes and calmly met the "Red Deer". He saw in the other's eyes a thin, pale man, like a weak and helpless ghost trapped in those green eyes.

"But you know I can't be mistaken. ”

Calvin sat up from the couch with his body propped up.

He forced himself back to his desk, and then he stared at the journal he had slammed against the desk, his face full of disgust and resistance.

"I'd rather catch rats with my bare hands......"

Calvin muttered to himself.

At this time, "Red Deer" suddenly stretched out his hand and took the diary.

"Hey, don't-"

Calvin subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to stop it.

But at this time, "Red Deer" had already begun to flip through the previous paragraphs of Calvin's diary as if nothing had happened.

When he saw the words full of evil thoughts, his brow was slightly raised, as if he was looking at an old joke that was not funny.

Well, judging by the expression on the face of "Red Deer", it seems that he is not affected by that kind of mental pollution.

Of course he doesn't, he's a concentration of filth and evil.

Calvin flickered slightly, then came to his senses.

He would never admit that he was almost worried about "Red Deer". The thought sent chills down Calvin's body.

"Well, you're right, that old man wasn't a good guy before, but he didn't look like a really disgusting guy. But ever since he was taken to the Rosary for prayer, it became clear that something was not right with him. ”

"Red Deer" said, nodding to his diary.

"According to your analysis, it was your twisted brother who gave hints in the spirit of Reverend Crow. ”

Some of the evil thoughts at the bottom of his consciousness were infinitely magnified. His soul ...... Fallen. ”

Calvin pondered his words. For some reason, the word "degenerate" first came to his head.

"I think maybe the little monster didn't do it on purpose. "Red Deer" pursed the corners of his lips to hide a trace of disdain, "He admires you, although this behavior makes him look more like a simple combination of retarded and perverted." But there's no denying that he does adore you with all that damn and you'......"

"Red Deer" reached out and grabbed Calvin's face when he was unprepared.

Calvin almost instinctively attacked the other man, but thankfully he held back at the last minute. In the end, he had to pretend to put his already raised hand on the shoulder of "Red Deer".

"Reed?"

He asked.

"You are the purest and most beautiful angel in the world," said the red deer with a smile, "both in my heart...... Or in the teachings of that disgusting sect, you are pure and undefiled. Therefore, that little monster brother of yours will never deliberately let your followers corrupt and degenerate......"

"But his sect is already full of scum who are evil to the extreme, and Pastor Crowe's diary makes it clear that only those who follow the 'rules of the game' can continue to play the game, and the rest are dead. ”

"That little monster is just mentally retarded. ”

"Red Deer" said mockingly.

"He may not even be able to understand what pedophilia is, what human trafficking is, what mind control is...... He doesn't even realize that his mental invasion can trigger serious after-effects. ”

"You mean ......"

"A person who has been physically or mentally invaded by a counterfeit product will unconsciously become a person without a sense of morality and good and evil. I think it may be a sequelae, a mental inflammatory response. ”

"Red Deer" stared at Calvin's face, and his tone was flat, as if he was talking about something big.

"He's just a clone, your copy...... For ordinary people, being invaded by him into the spirit and soul is like being pierced into the flesh and intestines by an iron nail stained with feces, so they will start to ...... uncontrollably"

"'Inflammation' and '**'. ”

Calvin finished the sentence for "Red Deer".

"This ...... Oh my God......"

Then he thought of his previous worries, and the expression on his face became extremely frightened.

If before Calvin only had to worry about Joshua killing people for him, now he has to worry about everyone Joshua mentally controls in the process.

"Once he has been mentally controlled......"

"Becoming a wicked person is unavoidable. "Red Deer" paused for a moment, as if he wanted to add something, but in the end he only smiled perfunctorily.

Calvin actually had the same thing in mind.

But he, like the Red Deer, ignores the matter together: the Red Deer and Calvin themselves have been spied on and invaded by Joshua's psychic powers.

So will this corruption work for both of them?

Calvin was reluctant to think further.

"The only good news is that now we're at least getting useful information from this disgusting pile of text. ”

"Red Deer" suddenly turned into a brisk tone, breaking the silence that permeated the two of them.

Calvin glanced up at him.

"Your brother, the little monster, is located in a place called the Rosary Chapel, and it just so happens that this nun named Triss knows how to get there. ”

As she spoke, Red Deer held up her journal, her fingernails scratching heavily under the words "Mother Triss."

"It saves us a lot of things. ”

"Red Deer" said cheerfully.

Calvin did not doubt that those "many things" referred to blood and killing.

"But that's been in the diary many years ago, and there are a lot of Mother Triss across the country—"

"Bang bang bang. ”

Just as Calvin was speaking, there was a sharp knock on the door from downstairs, which directly cut off Calvin's words.

“……”

Calvin and "Red Deer" exchanged a look, and slowly walked towards the door.

Sure enough, the noise coming from downstairs quickly turned into a shout with a thick voice of blame and disgust.

"Hey, Crowe, are you home?"

Someone rudely banged on Pastor Crow's door.

"Dude, I see that the security system outside the door has been lifted, and I know you're at home - please, how long are you going to escape?!

Then there was a knock at the door.

The man's rough voice even had a hint of alcohol in it, as if he was already drunk.

"Open the door!Crow!stop pretending to be dead! I know you're here—"

Suddenly, the door that had been locked before opened silently.

Caught off guard, the visitor fell headlong into the dark room.

"Click. ”

Immediately afterward, the door of Pastor Crow was once again slammed shut. 166 Reading Network