Coulson and Melinda didn't notice at all that there was an extra book on the table. www.biquge.info The cover of the book was covered with incomprehensible runes, and the dark leather gave it a disgustingly slippery feel, like human skin.

After seeing the book, Melinda and Coulson stared at it, their expressions glazed over, as if all their attention was drawn to it.

"Hey!" it wasn't until Evenson let out a soft snort that the two of them woke up suddenly. "What did you just see?" said Evenson, putting the book away under the noses of the two men.

"Sorry, I was distracted. What do you say? Did I see anything?" Coulson rubbed his flesh, his eyes dry from staring at the book all the time. The heart said to himself, what's wrong, it's too unprofessional to get distracted in the middle of the mission. Then he saw Melinda looking at him suspiciously.

"Don't you remember? the book, which was just on the table?" asked Melinda, incredulously.

"What do you remember? What are you talking about?" Coulson asked, confused. He was still wondering, how he was stunned, and he felt as if he had missed a large part of the content.

Suddenly, Melinda stood up, and quickly took out a pistol and pointed it at Evenson, and shouted "Say, what did you do to him?"

"Wow, Melinda, what are you doing? Calm down. Coulson quickly stood up and comforted Melinda who suddenly drew her gun.

"He's moved!" Melinda was unmoved. "He moves his hands and feet in your head and confuses your consciousness. Then he looked at Evenson again, "Listen, if you don't put away your little tricks, I'll definitely knock your brains out!"

"Mr. Richter?" Coulson pulled out his pistol as well, and although he didn't figure out the situation yet, he believed Melinda, "Can you explain?"

Evenson raised his head and said with a helpless smile. "Weak"

Poof. The two battle-hardened agents immediately collapsed in their chairs, let alone shoot, and now felt as if they were going to use all their strength to breathe. That's why they're all high-level agents, strong-willed and physically strong, and if they were an ordinary person, Evenson would have cursed him with a weakness, which would have left him with the strength to beat his heart.

"Woohoo" Habs, who had been basking in the sun next to him, took the pistols that had fallen to the ground and said dog food. Evenson gave it a kind look in return, meaning "Play." ”

Evenson took the pistol and pulled the bolt, and a bullet immediately jumped out, "Loaded?" ”

"Mr. Richter...... You do this... There is no good result. Coulson slumped in his chair and said with difficulty.

"This is Melinda."

"I really don't want to be like this. "Evenson's heart is also bitter. The book he took out was not a [Necronomicon Book] at all, this thing was made up by him casually, I don't know if there was such a thing, if he really wanted to write one, he would be able to make a living, but he really didn't have that thing now, what he took out was the [Warlock Spell Encyclopedia] at all. Originally, according to his thoughts, if he hadn't deliberately reminded him, Coulson and Melinda would not have noticed the book at all, even if it was placed on the table, they would have been subconsciously ignored. And after he distracts them and puts the book away, they should forget about it immediately. But it's so good that she doesn't die, Melinda hasn't forgotten it.

"Listen, I have no ill will at all, otherwise it would have been easy for me to kill you right now. The reason why it was like this was completely accidental, and ......" Evenson Evenson picked up two pistols on the table and fired three shots at himself. However, the bullet was stopped by a dark blue shield ten centimeters away from the body, and then all the deflated bullets fell to the ground. "Void protection, little trick. You can't hurt me at all. Then he said to Melinda, "Of course, if you insist on Fakmi, you can come to me at night." ”

"Alright, I'm going to unravel the spell, and you don't have to draw your gun. OK?" Then Evenson clapped his hands violently. The two people opposite, as if they had suffered a stroke for many years and suddenly recovered, first took a long breath, and then adjusted their sitting posture with difficulty.

"Are you recovering?" asked Evenson, concerned.

"Slap" "Ah" Melinda, who was still moving her neck with her eyes closed, suddenly got up again, this time instead of drawing her gun, but slapped it in Evenson's face. And Evenson, who was completely unprepared, was firmly glued.

"Well, I think it's recovered, and I'm done. Melinda moved her wrist and said the sand content proudly.

"Even, yes, it's different. Evenson rubbed his face, and there were red fingerprints on it, which looked very hard. "Damn, I knew I had opened the magic armor as well. ”

deserves it, this is the true portrayal of not being immortal. Who let you have a ranged spellcasting class, close provocation, ah no, is to tease a thief. Besides, this thief has been put into a state of impulse by a weakness you just had.

"Well, let's all calm down, Mr. Richter, can you start explaining?" Coulson still hadn't figured out what was going on, first feeling like he was missing something, then Melinda was outbursting and finally being inexplicably put down.

"Okay, Agent Coulson, now think back to what you remember from the time you asked me where the Necronomicon was, after I said 'right here,' until I woke you up?" Evenson asked.

Coulson recalled carefully, and he suddenly realized that the memory was actually a blank, like watching a movie and skipping a paragraph in the middle. "No, nothing. But... Uh, I heard Melinda say there was a book just now, right?" and Coulson's eyes widened, "Oh my God, you just took out the Necronomicon Book, right, that book is here." ”

"Uh-huh," Evenson nodded.

"But I don't remember anything, I should say I don't remember it at all. That's why Melinda thought you had done something to my brain, so she suddenly pulled out her gun. Coulson reasoned about the cause and effect of the incident just now. "So so...... Do you have ......?"

"Of course not, I'll take out the Necronomicon to show you, and then delete your memory, I'm sick. "Evenson vehemently denies doing anything to a man.

Coulson thought about it for a moment and thought it was right, it was completely unnecessary. If you don't want us to know, you just say that the Necronomion was lost, or that it was destroyed by the Vatican, and we don't know about it anyway. It's a whole redundant move for you to take it out first and erase your memory.

"It was a complete accident, and I remember saying that people who have been enlightened but are not qualified to be warlocks will fear this book and will automatically stay away from him. And people who can't even enlighten can't see this book at all, and even if they do, they will immediately forget that this book exists, just like you. Evenson explained to Coulson, "You shouldn't have seen it without me reminding you." And I'm just doing this to tell you that I'm telling the truth. If you can't learn, you can't learn, and you don't even have the qualifications to learn. ”

"So you use this method to prove that people who are not gifted with magic are simply blind when they learn magic. Coulson felt that his thoughts had been seen through, and that the other party would do this simply to let himself, or rather that S.H.I.E.L.D. was dead, let him hand over the secret, and cultivate the hearts of magical agents on a large scale. Even, oh my God, if it's too hard or dangerous, it can be overcome. But what about not being able to see and turning your head away?

At that moment, Coulson, who was heading hard, jerked his neck ninety degrees, and he stared at Melinda with a look of disbelief.

"There's one of them who can see. ”