At this time, Qin Fangzhou finally showed 100% attention.

Because of the ability of the middle-aged man in front of him, he can't think about it carefully.

Once I think about it, I think about it more and more carefully.

Moreover, the most terrifying thing is not that he can write anyone to death, but ......

He can make anyone, in the way he writes down.

Think about it, if this guy took out his pen and wrote down a line: "This handsome-looking young boss in front of me will accidentally tripped over his left foot and died of a concussion after a minute and 30 seconds." ”

So......

In a sense, the other party not only decided his life and death, but even manipulated some details of his actions before his death!

For another example, if the middle-aged man in front of him wants to make money, he can write a line of text: "The handsome boss in front of him choked to death with saliva after taking out his bank card and withdrawal password." ”

The more I thought about it, the more terrifying I felt.

If there is no limit to his strange ability......

So can he write: "In the originally cloudless sky, a spaceship suddenly appeared, and dozens of giants more than 20 meters high came out of the spaceship, gradually leveling the earth, and by the way, trampling to death the very handsome boss in front of him." "What?

In this way, it is not only the way to manipulate people's life and death and death, but also to have the power to change the whole world!

Qin Fangzhou thought that his psychological endurance was better, but at this moment, he was still shocked by the brain hole he accidentally opened.

No, this man is dangerous.

Moreover, this made Qin Fangzhou very unhappy.

Why haven't I awakened such an awesome ability?

As if seeing that Qin Fangzhou was worried, the middle-aged man smiled gently: "Boss, don't worry too much, if I really have such magical powers, I don't need to ask you for help." ”

Well...... That's right, too.

That's the truth.

Qin Fangzhou thought for a moment, and felt that it might be that he was too worried.

At this time, the middle-aged man slowly opened his old briefcase and continued to tell his story: "I have a secret. - That is, every work I create is done in my sleepwalking state. ”

"Sleepwalking?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man nodded: "And in a strict sense, every work I create is not created by myself." ”

Qin Fangzhou's brows furrowed slightly.

The previous sentence is easy to understand, but this sentence ......

He was a little confused.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already put his hand into the briefcase, carefully took out a black box from it, put it on the table, and opened the box with a slight tremor with his hands under Qin Fangzhou's gaze.

In the box, there is a fountain pen.

A red fountain pen with a rather peculiar shape.

The top of the fountain pen is a spherical yellow smiley face, and the red pen body is obviously a series of twisted scratches, which are very irregular, like marks that have been picked out little by little with sharp nails over the years.

The tip of the pen is very sharp, and the moment the box is opened, there is a faint flickering of a strange luster on the tip of the pen.

The middle-aged man pushed the box containing this fountain pen in front of Qin Fangzhou: "This pen is the real creator of all my works." ”

Well?

This pen??

Hearing this, Qin Fangzhou's heart paused slightly.

At this time, all his eyes were focused on the fountain pen with a spherical yellow smiley face inlaid on the top.

I don't know if it's an illusion just now, the moment the middle-aged man opened the box, Qin Fangzhou actually had a faint weird feeling, that feeling was like an intuitive signal, instinctively transmitted to Qin Fangzhou's brain, like an electric current flashing, as if to remind him to pay more attention.

Originally, he thought it was just an illusion that he was a little nervous.

But now......

Qin Fangzhou wondered, is this because he has become an awakened person?

After awakening, I have some kind of intuition beyond ordinary people, and I can be more keenly aware of "incredible" items that ordinary people can't notice?

At this time, the middle-aged man continued: "All the works I create that can be turned into reality are made with this pen. So, to be exact, it's not that I'm manipulating this pen to create a story, it's ...... This pen, borrowing my body, creates the story it wants. ”

Hearing this, Qin Fangzhou subconsciously leaned back a little, as if he wanted to keep a relatively safe distance from the fountain pen that didn't seem right.

"So, you're trying to tell me. - It's not you who possess some mysterious and unknown power. But this pen? ”

"That's right."

The middle-aged man nodded seriously: "Whenever I fall asleep in the middle of the night, this pen will manipulate my body to write incredible suspense stories without my knowledge." ”

After speaking, he looked at Qin Fangzhou.

At this time, Qin Fangzhou's face became a little bad.

Not because of fear of the mysterious power of this pen, but because of ......

When Qin Fangzhou figured all this out, his original good impression of this middle-aged man's politeness and kindness completely disappeared.

The reason is simple.

The middle-aged man continued to use the pen even though he knew that it had this strange magic.

Despite all the dangers that are written, they will happen in reality.

Despite every protagonist he writes, the ending is doomed to death.

But he ......

But it's still in use.

Recall that this guy just mentioned that he is a "best-selling" author.

How?

In order to sell well, for the sake of profit, can you mustard people's lives?

"Boss, I know what you're thinking."

At this time, the middle-aged man's face showed a trace of bitterness: "I ask myself, although I am not a good person, but I will not base my own interests on the suffering of others, or even death." ”

"Actually...... When I first discovered that the suspenseful stories I created with this pen would happen in reality, I had already tried to throw it away. But...... I can't get rid of this pen. ”

"Can't throw it away?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man's expression became more and more painful: "I tried to bury it deep under the banyan tree in the yard, throw it into the artificial lake in the center of the city, and hide it in my wife's grave. I even took a boat and locked it tightly in a lockbox and sank it in the middle of the sea, more than 2,000 kilometers away from my home. ”

"But...... Without exception, I failed. ”

"Whenever I come home exhausted and fall asleep in prayer...... This pen will come back to me again like a demon that will haunt me forever. ”

"When I wake up the next day, I will see again the pages of the new suspense story that has been written, neatly arranged on my desk, and this pen, as if it had never been thrown away, is in my pen holder intact, and the original funny yellow smiling face, in my opinion, is like the gaze of a terrifying monster, and every time I accidentally look at it, it makes my scalp tingle."

"What broke me the most was ......"

"The VCR I've prepared for it always captures the creepy scenes."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a DV camcorder from his briefcase, clicked on one of the videos, and pushed it in front of Qin Fangzhou.

The place in the picture should be the middle-aged man's bedroom, and the recording time of the video is three o'clock in the morning.

I saw the middle-aged man staggering up from the bed, walking to the desk step by step, and taking out the red fountain pen with a yellow smile from the pen holder.

Just when Qin Fangzhou thought that this middle-aged man would be directly manipulated to sit on a chair and open a book and write words......

In the picture, he actually picked up the pen, kissed deeply and affectionately, and then ......

Holding a pen to his chest, he danced a ballroom dance in the dark, silent and eerie solitary room.

Seeing this, Qin Fangzhou couldn't help but get goosebumps, he subconsciously leaned back again, once again distanced himself from the weird fountain pen on the table, and always reminded himself not to look at the funny yellow smiley face.

The devil knows how this thing achieves control over people.

I'm at this half-level now, so I'm a little bit hard, that's right.

In the video, this weird romantic ballroom dance between people and pens danced for about three minutes before finally stopping.

Then he staggered over to his desk, sat down, and began to write.

The video stops here.

Before Qin Fangzhou could come back to his senses, the gloomy and tired voice of the middle-aged man came from his ears again: "This is just a video of one of the nights. In fact, ever since I realized something was wrong and started using a camcorder to monitor what was going on after I fell asleep, this weird situation has been happening every night. This kind of kissing and dancing before starting to write a story seems to me like a kind of ...... Ritual of terror. ”

Silent.

Hearing this, Qin Fangzhou was completely silent.

It turns out that this ......

It is the legendary "incredible" event.

Compared to the shy female ghost who crawled in and out of the TV, everything this guy experienced in front of him seemed to be much more interesting and weird.

Qin Fangzhou stared at the middle-aged man for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while, he finally asked a crucial word.

"As you say, this strange and mysterious fountain pen has tormented you for a long time. But why do you ...... Only now, have you decided to find this place? ”

Hearing this, the pupils of the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly trembled and contracted, as if Qin Fangzhou's question had stirred the deepest fear in his heart.

"Boss, do you have a date today?"

Suddenly, he said this.

Qin Fangzhou was stunned when asked: "What does this have to do with you?" ”

"The girl you're dating is called Han Shuting."

“…… And then what? ”

"Han Shuting, this is the latest work I am working on...... Protagonist. ”

Well?

Hearing this, Qin Fangzhou's heart was slightly stunned.

He instinctively recalled what this guy had just said, and he said...... The protagonist in all his suspense works will die at the end, and without exception.

That is to say......

Han Shuting, will she die?

Without waiting for Qin Fangzhou to think about it, the middle-aged man looked at Qin Fangzhou with a look of almost despair in his eyes.

"She is my daughter."