"Madison is not crazy. Louise, who didn't know when she appeared at the door of the office, spoke.

Still holding the earpiece, Zach glanced sideways at Louise, shook his head and put it down.

Louise continued, "Ms. West 'framed' Madison for being the Holy Lord by forcing Madison to write......?" Uh, a tongue twister that sounds ...... More. ”

Zach sat behind his desk, his face a little gloomy, "A storyteller is telling a story to someone else. Zach glanced at Louise, "So who's telling this story?"

"Of course, the first to tell the story. "Louise was certain," it was Ms. West, who spoke it first, and it became reality, and then Madison wrote it. ”

"Are you sure it's in that order?" Zach looked at Louise, "Madison just writes about things that have become reality?"

"Of course, he's writing about you......" Louise shut up in the middle of speaking, looking at Zach's expression with some horror.

Tut. It's not the first time Madison has shown him what he can do with the future. He'd already shown it to Zack. And it's not the kind of Zack show that won't exist in reality, it's a helpless admission of Zack in the present - "Hey, I have a new ability~ I can't control it yet~ So I said something inexplicable~ Bear it ~"

I don't have to remember. It happened a little bit ago. In order to give himself a sassafras butt, Madison distributed his manuscripts everywhere, and at the last stop, he felt that an important part of his asslass was Zack, so he ran to Grande to deliver the manuscripts to Zack.

Zach withdrew his gaze from Louise and waved his hand, "Madison himself has admitted that since the demon Leon left the mill, most of the source of his writing materials came from his new abilities. Zach bent down and began to rummage through the drawer under his desk, "I think it started when Ms. West was recommended by the writing teacher, Morris, to go to the anonymous sharing group that Mr. Kepix organized for the first time......" Zach seemed to find what he was looking for, lifted up, held a manuscript in his hand, and finished speaking, "The story that Madison writes begins not only to be a reality that has already happened, but also to a future that has not yet happened. Zach handed Louise the manuscript he had found.

Louise walked into the office and took the manuscript, "'Volume XXXVI, Chapter 1, Not True'. Louise was clearly impressed by the content, and summarized the chapter with a glance, "Madison had gone through a sharing group meeting in advance, and was scared away when she came to her senses. ”

Zach remembers it better than Louise, "The horse mask is a classmate from Kyle's family who has had an accident. The bunny suit was Mr. Pixar, whom we didn't know at the time. The Joker is Cologne's brother-in-law, the doctor. Zach pouted, "Now Drake's colleague." "Waving his hand to indicate that this addition is not the point," said Kate, a reporter with no face mask. A returning Madison meets the men in the hallway who will soon share their 'bizarre' lives in the group, and then flees. ”

So Madison writes very clearly about what's not happening in the future and what's really happening in the present. Louise flipped the page and pointed to the second half of the manuscript. Louise's point is that "he's not writing 'a future that's going to be a reality.'" "Yes," he said in a fundamental way from Ms. West. ”

Zach pouted, "At that time, there was an essential difference. But now? Madison just said on the phone that he had written about the murders of the Devil's Feast, including the murder of a human, alien couple that James told me just yesterday. Look at the timeline, Louise, Madison was at my suggestion, and I didn't want him to care too much about the running of the mill before he went to find a hobby. The time span of each volume of his manuscripts ranges from the first month to half a month, to a week, and then to a few days. In the end, it is almost on par with reality. Are you sure Madison's way of writing is still just writing about the reality that has already happened? Are you sure he didn't start writing about future events in the story?" Zach raised his hand and pointed to his hair, "as long as he makes sure that the future hasn't changed." And to determine whether the future will change, it couldn't be easier for him. ”

Give Zach 10,000 likes, how smart Zach is. Unlike James, who learns the truth in a future that won't happen, Zach doesn't have any hints at all, and he comes up with the truth.

In exchange, Louise's face became more and more ugly, "What do you think of Madison and Ms. West's ......?" Louise didn't know what words to use, "the facts shown are already equal." ”

"Yes. Zach nodded, "After simplification, it's all about the ability to know the future before it happens." Moreover, both of them like to write about what they know. This makes these two guys. Zach pouted, "There is no difference. ”

Louise shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts, "But we know there's a difference, Madison, Madison......" Louise pulled her lips, "Madison is Madison, he's a miserable guy who might not survive if you don't give him a job." "Remember, how Madison was picked up by Zach on the side of the street.

"And Ms. West is just an elderly woman with a cat. "Judge by the quality of life? There is no difference between the two either.

The corners of Louise's mouth twitched, and her tone suddenly firmed, "But we know how Madison's abilities 'work', and I don't know what Ms. West's abilities are. ”

Zach raised his hand as if helplessly, "Are you going to say that Ms. West is more mysterious?" Zach shook his head, "It's because it was Madison who wrote this story." What do you think if Ms. West wrote the same story. Zach looked at Louise seriously, asking Louise to keep up with his thoughts, "What happened to Barton during the year, do you think it is Madison or Ms. West herself who remains mysterious in this story?"

Louise followed, pouting, "Madison said that Ms. West was intent on 'revenge' on him, so she told the people in the sharing group that Madison was the god. So if Ms. West were to write the story...... Louise looked at Zach, "and it was probably Madison who 'killed' Wales in the first place, because Madison wrote that West wrote a twisted biography of little people." Louise's tongue was about to tie up, but she added, "If West is hell-bent on 'framing' Madison." ”

Back to the top - a storyteller is telling another storyteller to someone else, so who is telling this story?

Zach nodded, "And strictly speaking, even if I were to sit next to Madison and watch Ms. West on the podium read the story of Wales in front of all the students in writing class, I can't be sure that it was Ms. West who shaped the death of Wales." ”

Louise frowned, "Why?"

Madison's hair didn't change at the time. Zach looked at Louise, "Conspiracy theory, Madison was already aware of the events at the time, so he went along with the ......"

Zach didn't finish his sentence. The phone rang.

Zach picked up the phone, and the receiver said, "*Your fucking conspiracy theory!!"

Zach lifted the earpiece toward Louise, "Look, my point is confirmed. ”

Louise rolled her eyes and took the handset from Zach's hand, "Madison? ”

"Thank you!"

Louise shook her hand at Zack, signaling that Zach could be quiet for a while, and she was talking into the receiver, "But Madison, you really shouldn't be so impulsive." Hey, unless your hearing can get from the mill to the mill, you're just proving that you're in control of the future to the point where we all scare it. ”

"*Future!!" Maddison on the other side of the earpiece was furious, "I heard that! West just said it in my ear! Zach thinks he was clever enough to figure out how I write a story?

Louise glanced at Zach and continued to the earpiece, "West is there for you?"

"No, she's not with me, but her voice is! she's hijacking my books! she's making me write these ......."

The corners of Louise's eyes twitched, and the earpiece was closer to her ear, "Madison...... I heard the sound of a typewriter, are you writing right now??"

"Yes, yes!! I can't stop!"

...... This ellipsis is a split......

*

"She's hijacking my books!" Madison almost screamed into the earpiece, "she's asking me to write these ......."

The corners of the female vampire's eyes, which no longer add wrinkles over time, were slightly wrinkled, perhaps because the plastic of the earpiece was crushing her small and delicate ears, "Madison...... I heard the sound of a typewriter, are you writing right now??"

"Yes, yes!!I can't stop!" Madison's crooked neck was already sore. If you don't understand it, you can also try it~ with the earpiece between your shoulders and head, and your hands are doing your best to type.

Madison played with all his might, because he knew how sharp a vampire's hearing was. He was now suddenly thankful that Zach had arrived, the male vampire, who had slammed the door and given Madison a second-hand typewriter. Each stroke makes an incomparably clear and incomprehensible sound ~ not crisp, if anyone cares.

But it still didn't seem to satisfy Madison's vigorous desire to perform, and the side of his neck began to stir with tendons, and it was he who was trying to adjust the position of the earpiece - he wanted the vampire on the other side of the earpiece to hear his struggle. Hehe, he's insisting that he's being controlled by a lonely cat woman, isn't he~he's going to act out the feeling of rebellion~

"Stop fooling around in my ear......" Madison yelled into the earpiece. Immediately, he regretted it. Maybe it's too much, the trust of female vampires is the only thing he can hold on to right now, and he can't be hated for being too noisy.

"Madison!" the female vampire's voice was anxious, "are you okay?"

She took the bait. Madison snickered inwardly. Perhaps this is what Madison wants to achieve, to make a woman who no longer looks aging keep adding wrinkles to her face for him.

"No! I'm not good at all!" Madison continued his performance, adjusting the position of the earpiece on his shoulder, this time with a very clear purpose, "I need help!

The male vampire, Zach, took the earpiece from the female vampire's hand, "Help, what are you doing?"

"Stop this!This is my book!I can't let West just steal it from me!!"

"And how do you expect me to help you?" The male vampire's voice was very calm, just like his face, four centuries of time stood still, giving him more control~ There shouldn't be any lines that appeared on this handsome face~

"I ...... I don't know!, just do what you have to do!Stop West from controlling me!"Oh~Madison, you shouldn't underestimate your protagonist so much~

"How do I know West is controlling you?" said the male vampire, with a slight smile on his lips, as if mocking, "just because you wrote that? you wrote in your own book that you heard voices out of thin air?Madison, Wales never said he heard any strange sounds." ”

It could be a distorted body posture, maybe ~ hehe, it was Madison who just realized the loophole in his book ~ his face began to turn red, "How do I know I can hear her! I just hear it!" Madison is anxious, he knows that he needs to gain the trust of male vampires, this is his main character. The protagonist doesn't trust the author, how can he trust the author to write his own life~Isn't it~ "Zach! Listen to me! You didn't come up with it yourself! It was controlled by West! She instilled it in you! It's not you! You have to believe me!"

"Why should I trust you?" the male vampire kept his smile, "You hate me." Of course, maintaining a mocking tone, "Even if you write everything about my life in great detail, I am the protagonist of your story." You still hate it. The author who hates his own protagonist, why do I believe you?" Beautiful people, who say beautiful words, everything that a protagonist should have that should be cherished~

"*!" The handset was successfully 'adjusted' out of the shoulder.

The male vampire heard the sound of plastic colliding with the ground, looked at the female vampire with a worried face next to him, shrugged his shoulders, and set the earpiece aside.

Madison's show didn't end there. didn't hang up the phone, and completely passed on what happened over there to the two vampires-

"Cyrus! Good! You're here! Quick! Help me!"

"Help what?"

"Take this typewriter!Quick!Get it out of my hands!!"

"Huh?"

"Don't stand, hurry!!!"

Cyrus hesitantly approached Madison and looked at the machine that was still rapidly arranging words onto the paper, "Uh...... Take it?"

"Yes, take it! you have to work hard!" Madison's hand was still crackling on the keyboard, and the play had to be enough, "Use all the power of your vampire!!!Then you can tell Zach that I didn't lie to him!!!The reality here is being manipulated!!"

The male vampire, who had been a simple farmer, nodded dumbfoundedly and reached for the typewriter. The next moment.

*

...... This ellipsis is a split......

When James had already prepared his badge, the corners of his eyes twitched and he looked away from the black cat on the windowsill, "Open the door!

Cyrus stared blankly at a piece of plastic splinter that had crept into the ceiling, and said to Madison, "Uh...... Excuse me?"

"*!Her voice is gone!" shouted as soon as she picked up the earpiece.

"Really?" Zach shrugged his shoulders at Louise and leaned over to the earpiece, "It's better that West deliberately let this happen than to be more in line with your claim that she's 'framing' you." Zach didn't give Maddison a chance to answer, "Report the job to Cyrus." "Hung up.

"Are you really suspicious of Madison?" Louise asked.

Zach shook his head, but didn't answer.

"Then why did you say you didn't believe Madison to him?"

"Two people who can write reality are fighting. Zach replied, "Do we believe anything that makes sense?" Good question.

"No, no ......"

"Yes. So we'll wait patiently for James to come back, and then we'll persuade him to stop worrying about Vega, agree?"

"Couldn't agree more!"