It's an amazing feeling.

In this area of the restaurant in the 9th arrondissement, the layout of the space, the tables and chairs, the people, the light, the temperature, the dust, the wind pressure, etc., even the things that cannot be detected by the human senses, only at the moment when Caesar's extraordinary senses are slightly opened, all the information is as clear as a summary of detailed data.

"Young master, why don't you eat it? Full, or is the dish not tasty? ”

Eddie, who was on the table and chair next to him, was watching the wind at the same time, and also observed Caesar's every move sitting on the table, and saw that he suddenly stopped his greasy little hands, and couldn't help but whisper in a concerned whisper.

"Nothing." Caesar showed a faint smile on his face, pointed to a dining table about seven meters away from them, and said in a milky and immature voice: "A couple over there is discussing whether it is safe to be late at night, and also mentioned that there is a mysterious hero named 'Black Devil' on the streets of this area, who is the guardian here. ”

Eddie asked with interest, "Dark Devil?" How can a hero have such a bad guy nickname. ”

Caesar looked up with a strange look, looked at Eddie and said, "Yes." They also said that the black devil itself was a humanoid monster, all black with white markings, and it hunted the gangsters and bad guys at night to hunt and eat, devour their heads, and leave a headless corpse for the police. ”

Eddie was slightly stunned and opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything.

Picking up a chicken wing, Caesar took a bite of it, and said playfully: "I didn't expect that you work for the office during the day, and often go out at night to be a cannibal hero who fights criminals." ”

"It's not me ......" Eddie subconsciously spoke, but on Caesar's pair of big eyes that seemed to see everything, he suddenly broke his hands, and said helplessly: "Okay, I admit it." Hide it for me, don't tell anyone else. ”

"It's up to you."

Gently unscrewing the cap, Caesar picked up the large bottle of Coke with both hands, and poured half a bottle into his mouth in one breath, happily letting go of it.

Eddie was a little timid in his heart, and the Caesar in front of him was less and less like a child, but an old slippery strip that had grown into a spirit, as if he had been eaten to death from the beginning.

"That's right." Eddie looked at the dining table that Caesar was pointing to in surprise, not to mention that it was only seven meters away, due to the existence of partitions and decorations, and the dim lighting of the room, he could only vaguely see two figures hugging each other, whispering to their ears.

That faint conversation, in a relatively noisy restaurant, I couldn't hear what they were saying.

Confused, Eddie looked sideways at Caesar and asked, "How did you hear them?" It can't be guessed, right? ”

Caesar took out a tissue, wiped the oil on his hands, and said with certainty: "It's very simple, just have good hearing." ”

Eddie didn't speak, disbelief written across his face with a cyan beard.

"Look over there." Seeing that he didn't believe it, Caesar raised his little finger outward, gestured to the single table ten meters away, and said confidently: "There is a middle-aged uncle there, who lost a lot of money in gambling today, and his wife and children have run away with others." ”

"Is it so strong?" At this time, even Eddie's body was half-convinced, far beyond human hearing, and naturally it also had it, but it was impossible to listen to the slightest sound in a noisy place.

"Just try it." Eddie muttered, picked up Caesar in his left hand, picked up a beer in his right hand, and walked across the aisle to the single table.

"Why did you bring me with you......" Caesar was speechless for a moment.

Eddie approached the table, and sure enough, a middle-aged balding uncle sat in his seat, sullenly bowing his head and drinking beer, muttering words such as 'loan', 'luck', and 'wife'.

In order to avoid igniting the fuse of Uncle Cuckold's anger, Eddie took Caesar back to the corner seat with a sense of humor.

Caesar looked at him calmly, "Now believe it." ”

"How did you do it, did you inherit your boss's mental ability?"

Eddie was convinced, and looked at Caesar curiously, this ability is not so much superhuman hearing, but more of a mind-reading ability.

"I've said it all, I can do it if I hear better." Caesar sighed lightly, glanced out, and suddenly came to the idea and said, "More than that, you can do more with good hearing." ”

"Huh?" Eddie looked at Caesar again, the young master had shocked him enough.

"For example......" Caesar looked at the restaurant area, and quickly found the confidence of the target, "there is a water glass that will be broken at the second table next door." ”

Eddie quickly looked over and saw that there were two men and two women eating at the table, talking and laughing the whole time, and one girl said that when she was excited, she waved her arm slightly, and her elbow just hit the water glass on the edge of the table.

With a 'bang', the cup filled with water shattered and fell to the ground, which startled the surrounding diners, and the waiter rushed over to help clean up the glass shards.

The time difference between Caesar's prophecy and the broken cup on the ground was purely accidental, and there was no third-party force or telekinesis to blame.

Eddie looked at Caesar with a dry mouth, "Young master, how did you do this, don't tell me that you heard it." ”

"Almost. But this time I used my eyes and scientific algorithms. Caesar laughed.

To achieve this seemingly prophetic ability, all you need is superhuman hearing, vision, consciousness functioning, and a set of passing scientific algorithms.

If you monitor the local climate and wind direction, the strength of the aircraft's engine, the speed of fuel loss, the rescue time of the refueling fighter, and are familiar with the emergency judgment of the pilot and the central command, as long as there are no other accidents, you can find out in advance what the plane will face and even where it will crash.

Caesar only had to know that through his newly awakened eyes and ears, he could get information about everything in the dining room, and time was far slower in his perception than humans could observe.

Just now, he heard the conversation between two men and two women, knew that the cup was on the edge of the table that was close to danger, and saw that the female guest was in high spirits, and the frequency of her arm muscles was increasing, so that he could determine in advance that the cup would fall to the ground.

Knowing everything, we can prophesy and see the amazing manifestations of what the future will bring.

Caesar didn't explain too much to Eddie, but just roughly said a thinking routine, and Eddie was already looking at him with incredible eyes, "Young master, are you a prodigy?" ”

"Please remove the children's words."

Caesar shrugged his shoulders as the main entrance of the restaurant opened, and three men with cheeks in trench coats and coats walked in, seated at the table by the door, served by the waiters.

"Young master, you predict again, what dishes those three guests will order." Edittau almost poured Caesar a large glass of beer.

"I don't know how to read minds. Also, is it appropriate to pour me a beer? ”

Caesar rolled his eyes, glanced at the three big men, and suddenly squinted his eyes and said inexplicably, "They—it seems that they are criminals." ”