"Why?" Hasegawa hurriedly asked.

"I was really shocked that the Facelings just now actually persuaded us to give up our actions, as you said, but I still can't take your suspicions." Adam's voice was full of reason, reminiscent of a wooden comb that was straightening his long hair, and it was unconsciously reassuring, "First of all, if the Facelings were really enemies, then he should have killed us all last time we met, and he has the ability to do that. Do you admit that? ”

"I don't admit it. He can indeed kill me, but you have 'proof of division' and will not be killed easily, and the occult organization should know that. The Facelings may have decided that they couldn't catch us all, so they gave up on the 'hands-on' option for the time being. Hasegawa said.

"You're underestimating Facelings. At that distance, even if I had 'evidence of division', I could only make him throw one more punch or kick. "And secondly—you're not a person who's been in the Black Zone, right?" Perhaps it may seem to you that Facelings are the same kind as the other Black Zone dwellers, but in reality, Facelings only killed psionic criminals. When he was at his most active, Beaver City's psionic crime rate even showed a significant downward trend. Such a person would not assist in the mysterious organization's human experimentation plans. ”

"Facelings still have this past?" Hasegawa stayed for a while, "But even if a person with justice in his heart encounters a chance to fulfill his long-cherished wish, he may be—"

"Finally." Adam interrupted, "I don't believe that the occult can develop a drug that can transform ordinary people into psykers. ”

"So how do you explain the Sheepskin Killer?" Hasegawa asked rhetorically.

"The Sheepskin Killer doesn't qualify to call himself a psyker, at the end of the day, he's just an ordinary person with psykeric powers. If I were to sacrifice his soul to a demon, the demon would not admit that his soul had psionic-level value. Adam said, "I don't know why you believe so much that the mysterious organization has the ability to develop a 'safe psionic awakening drug', and I don't know what information you have in your hands, but I don't believe that a local organization, and a so-called 'mysterious organization' with such an obscene style, that it doesn't even dare to blatantly reveal clues about the transfer of materials, can do that." ”

"......" Hasegawa was speechless for a while.

"With the development of science and technology to this day, it is no longer possible for a few small laboratories and a few down-and-out scientists to be able to push the times, and no matter how talented they are, it is absolutely impossible. And the kind of 'fairy tale' of super technology developed by underground organizations can only be stories after all. In particular, the 'Safe Psionic Awakening Pill' is a high-tech realm that must be explored by alliance forces or other major forces. "Reality is not fiction, and organizations based on conspiracy can only wreak havoc at best; And if you want to become a real behemoth, you must stand in the sunniest place, face all the malicious or benign eyes, and stand tall in order to achieve and create. ”

Finally, she added, "Besides, if the Facelings tried to deceive us, they would not be guilty of telling lies that were neither convincing nor convincing." ”

At this point, Hasegawa had realized as deeply as a screw into a plank that it was impossible for him to convince Adam.

It's just that he is still a little unwilling, "But the sheepskin killer is already our only remaining clue, do we really want to let go?" ”

Adam folded his arms, silently lost in thought, his fingers tapping his arms regularly.

Hasegawa persuaded: "Why don't I use divination and channeling, but let's go investigate?" ”

"If you don't use divination and channeling, then it's useless for you to follow. Now I'll leave it to myself. Adam made a decision, and then knocked on the window next to him, "Let me go down first, and you can drive back by yourself." ”

In fact, the location of the car at the moment is about five kilometers away from the small street where the sheepskin killer died, but she doesn't want Hasegawa to send her to the vicinity of that place, lest Hasegawa grasp the approximate location and go over to investigate afterwards.

Hasegawa couldn't refute it, so he could only park his car and let Adam go.

Before Adam had gone far, Hasegawa found a parking space, got out of the car himself, and then quickly followed like a puppy, saying, "I'd better follow too, otherwise the mysterious organization will suddenly send out multiple enemies to attack you, and it will be difficult for you to escape." ”

"It's fine." Adam was also worried about this, "But you must keep a distance of five hundred meters from me, and never go close to my investigation. In case of a fight, you can't approach me either, I'll try to get close to you. ”

"I see." Hasegawa can only accept.

Adam turned around and walked towards his destination, closing the distance.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take many steps......

She suddenly heard a sound behind her that seemed to be a cloth bag full of things falling to the ground.

Looking back, I saw Hasegawa fall to the ground, his back against the ground, his eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and he breathed desperately, but he didn't inhale a trace of air, but the whole person seemed to be in a cold and viscous quagmire, and his throat was firmly blocked by the "mud" that could not be seen by the naked eye.

He stretched out his palm to the sky, grasping the air weakly, his eyes drifting.

"What's wrong with you!" Adam was shocked and hurried over.

Hasegawa suddenly straightened up and slammed the back of his head into the ground, as if trying to get rid of his "illusion" by urgently creating an impact.

Then, he was suddenly able to breathe.

He gasped heavily, but instead of getting rid of the "hallucination", he was even more frightened.

He looked at the sky and seemed to see something extremely terrifying. It's like a person reading a book, and suddenly he sees an ant passing by on his desk, and he stretches out his finger and presses it. But a second before pressing the ant, he suddenly realized that he had become an ant. Then he saw that his surroundings were inexplicably dark, and he raised his head and witnessed a finger like a pillar of heaven pressed down.

He let out a terrible howl.

Adam shouted, "Hasegawa! ”

“……”

The whites of Hasegawa's eyes were bloodshot, and he jerked his head and glanced at Adam frantically, like a beast driven to death, ready to attack everyone who approached him.

But, there is no time to do anything yet.

In the next second, his fear seemed to have finally surpassed its limit.

He fainted.

*

Adam's statement ends.

After listening to this, some questions came to my mind, and I chose the most important one, "That is, you were five kilometers away from that side street. ”

"Five and a half kilometers, to be precise." She corrected.

"But Hasegawa went crazy there." I said, "Can I understand that this incident has nothing to do with me, and you were actually attacked by a mysterious organization at that time." Is that so? ”

"I was so skeptical at the time, but it was definitely not an attack, otherwise there would definitely be assassins from a mysterious organization in the future, who would have taken the opportunity to jump out and take our lives." She habitually smiled, but she was probably also full of mush, and there was a taste of incomprehension in her smile, "On the way to the hospital with Hasegawa, I summed up two possibilities for this incomprehensible development. ”

"You say."

"The first possibility: Hasegawa, as a psychic medium, is easy to see strange things that ordinary people can't see, and his luck today is too bad, and he happened to see something that shouldn't be seen passing by Beaver City, and then fell into a coma."

"That's not going to be considered. What about the second? ”

"The second possibility: the 'special method' you did to the sheepskin killer in the first place was too strong, so that Hasegawa, who was five and a half kilometers away from the scene, passively received some information, and then he went crazy."

Speaking of which, she also seems to think that this kind of thing is too outrageous.

But as far as I'm concerned, I seem to have to accept this explanation, the first one is too accidental, and the second one, at least with some logic.

At the beginning of the blood sacrifice ceremony, even the "alien universe person" like me, who was so slow to be inspired that I was almost immune to all spiritual attacks, was almost dragged into the abstract universe; And if it was Hasegawa, an incomparably inspired psyker, who was still five and a half kilometers away from the scene, it was not impossible.

This really can't blame Hasegawa for being too reckless, he also said that he doesn't need divination and channeling, and he also agreed to keep the condition of 500 meters from the scene, who would have expected the residual impact of the blood sacrifice ceremony to be so strong.

It seems that I will have to go to that side street again and deal with the aftermath of this "residual effect".

Otherwise, it may affect ordinary people.

"So, what is the 'proof of differentiation' you mentioned earlier?" I asked again.

"The name of a psionic item whose function is to create an energy clone, and to be able to swap the positions of the main body and the clone." Adam said, pulling out a bare black metal card with neither words nor patterns from his pocket, "And the doppelganger has no attack power, but it can penetrate matter, and its movement speed is about the same as that of the main body. ”

"This can be used by ordinary people?" I asked.

"It works. And it's better for ordinary people to use it. Because when swapping positions, the stronger the spiritual energy of the main body, the greater the cost of swapping. She explained, "I'm an ordinary person who can use it casually, but if it's a psyker like Hasegawa, I'm afraid that if I use it once or twice, the item will be 'out of power'." ”

"Can you sell it?" I'm very impressed. This psionic item, if I had one, would undoubtedly be extremely helpful in battle.

I used to have psionic items, but they were all destroyed in the battle a year ago.

"No, I'm going to use it to save my life." She shook her head in refusal, then asked, "You probably won't rob me, will you?" ”

"I'm not going to rob collaborators." I say.

"You promise?"

"I promise."

She changed her words, "If I'm the enemy, you're going to rob it?" ”

"Needless to say."

"It seems that I will have to be careful not to become your enemy in the future." She laughs.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the ward.

She smiled, looked at me, and rushed into the room.

I saw Hasegawa fall to the ground in pain, like a fish in the lake being thrown onto land, struggling with great difficulty, and then raised his hands tremblingly, and finally supported his body, but began to hit the floor with his head with all his might, and even his forehead was knocked out of blood.

If this continues, whether or not he can come back to his senses without bumping into it, the probability that he will knock himself into an idiot first is significantly higher.

Adam took a pillow from the bed and threw it under Hasegawa's forehead, then shouted loudly, trying to bring back his sanity, "Hasegawa! Wake up quickly! Have you forgotten your sister! ”

Hasegawa stopped, seemed to mumble "sister" in a puzzled tone.

"Yes, sister." "Your sister is in the hands of a mysterious organization, and at any moment she will be carried to the lab bench and fall victim to human experiments." How can you stand still in such a place? ”

Hasegawa stared at Adam for three seconds, then smiled sarcastically, as if mocking a man who didn't understand anything but was immersed in a world of illusions.

That being said, sarcasm is also based on thinking emotions and is a sign of a return to sanity. But in the next second, he lost even this intermittent reason, his face was occupied by madness again, and the whole person was like a big cat pounced on its prey, and pounced on Adam.

However, madness is madness, and there must be traces of human muscle movement.

So I could see his intent at a glance, and I stopped in front of Adam first, followed by lifting his right leg and kicking him hard.

The kick was like a spear's full thrust, striking his torso with no suspense.

However, where my right foot touched his torso, the brilliance of psionic armor emerged. This way of appearing, as if a person presses the LCD screen with his fingers, the brilliance is a clear blue, which is the most common psychic color.

And this armor is very different from the armor of the sheepskin killer, the armor of a true psyker.

It's just that now I'm just like myself when I fought the sheepskin killer.

Because my left foot has recovered.

For martial artists, the feet are crucial. As the saying goes, "strength starts from the ground", if a person's feet are off the ground, it is equivalent to no support, and there is nowhere to exert strength; If one foot cannot be used, it is equivalent to losing half of the support, and it is difficult to change the center of gravity, which is a heavy blow to both strength and skill.

At this moment, I have regained all the "hardware" I lost at the beginning, plus the combat experience with the Sheepskin Killer, I have also regained most of my feel, and I don't need to carefully test the texture of the psionic armor, the first blow is enough to let most of the power through.

So, my kick pierced Hasegawa's psionic armor, his skin, fat, muscles, and straight into his unguarded guts.

He flew upside down like a ball, slammed into the wall of the ward, and stayed on the wall like a painting for a second or two before he fell to the ground and struggled ugly.

"Is he alright?" Adam breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's fine." I said, "It's just that the guts are destroyed." ”

"Is that okay?" It is inevitable that she will be surprised, even if a normal person knows something about psionics, they may not be able to understand the depth of "whether the viscera of psionics can still live if they are destroyed, and if they can live, then to what extent will they die".

"I've fought a lot of psykers, so I know what to do." I said, "This level of visceral injury is fatal to the average person, but for these psionic beings, it is barely in the realm where they can slowly recover. Even if there is a case, this is also a hospital, so you can treat it in time. ”

If I had had this resilience in the first place, and I would not have had to be treated by the Blood Ritual Ritual, I would have been able to recover all my disability myself.

Thinking about it, I inevitably felt envious and a little disappointed in Hasegawa.

This feeling of disappointment is much the same as the disappointment that arose when I confronted the Sheepskin Killer, and if I had to sum it up in one sentence, it would be: if I were him, why should I be beaten so much by ordinary people like me.

It's as if I'm the psyker, and he's the average person.

But this is not right, if the psionic only has this level of goods, just the goods that I am so overwhelmed by as an ordinary person, then what have I been chasing for so many years?

Of course, I hope that I am good enough to win now, because I am afraid of pain, I am afraid of failure, I am afraid of death. If no one was watching when I was injured, I might have given up playing the role and cried out in the dark. My heart simply wasn't tough enough to ignore it all.

But I also hope that the psionic beings who confront me will be able to burst out with a light that I can't reach.

In this way, I will feel that this is the goal that I am full of hope and unremitting pursuit.

I thought to myself as I walked slowly towards the Hasegawa.

He supported himself on all fours and struggled to get up.

"I advise you to lie down." I said to him, "You don't want to fight me anymore." ”

It stands to reason that he can't stand anymore, but psionics are extremely foul creatures, and as long as they think that they must stand up, they can really stand up regardless of a certain amount of injuries.

Hasegawa in its normal form should not have this kind of willpower.

In other words, his crazy mind has given him some more abilities that he didn't have.

"Adam, let me ask you something." I say.

"What's the matter?" She asked behind me.

"All we need is his ability as a medium, in other words, he doesn't really need to have hands and feet, right?" I asked as I moved my knuckles.

"What are you going to do?" Her voice changed.

But I don't have any other options.

In the final analysis, I am just an ordinary person, "killing him" is a matter of effort, but "suppressing him" has no other way to think of it, and I don't have enough tools at hand to restrain him, and it is impossible to let him move around the hospital at will.

Although it is not an exaggeration to say that I caused him to end up so embarrassed, it is not a reason for me to look ahead and backwards here, or even show mercy to my subordinates.

Now I can only "please" him and let him temporarily enter a state where it is physically impossible to move freely.

"Don't worry, if you can't recover on your own afterwards, I'll take responsibility for taking care of you." I said to him, "But for now, please go down here." ”