Saying goodbye to my family of three, I left the hospital.

Dr. Zhou Yang's research record is indeed valid, and according to the "skin effect", it can indeed block the electromagnetic wave attack generated by the curse.

There is a big question, should all the sides of the house be replaced with metal?

Even if all the surroundings are replaced with metal, it is cursed that if electromagnetic waves are sent upstairs or downstairs, it will be unstoppable. Replace the ceiling and floor with metal?

The man does have the financial resources.

But an airtight house is more like a coffin than a home.

I sighed at the thought of this.

Looking around and already walking into a small park, a uniquely designed circle seat made me feel comfortable, and I sat down to smoke.

"Hey, dude! You're in my bed! ”

A homeless man came up to me.

I looked at him, about fifty years old, with a pointed chin, a big nose, and blue eyes.

"Are you sleeping here? How cold! ”

I motioned for him to sit down too, handed him a cigarette, and helped him light the fire.

"What's the solution? My daughter wandered with me and disappeared for many days. I can't find her either, I can only wait for her here. ”

He took the cigarette and began to complain.

When I heard that her daughter was missing, I wanted to help him find out, so I immediately asked him about her daughter, "How did your daughter go missing?" ”

"Enter a beam of white light, and it will disappear from the sky!"

The homeless man pointed to the sky and said.

"Captured by aliens?"

I snorted.

Hearing him say that, I labeled him a "madman" in my head.

Maybe he didn't have a daughter at all, but he just woke up in the park and fantasized about it.

"Don't believe it! Don't believe it! There's a real chance my daughter has been captured by aliens! He might be watching me from a UFO right now! ”

The homeless man looked up and pointed to the sky.

"Then she can talk to the aliens and pick you up too!"

I followed his crazy words.

"That's the best! That's the best! I'm flying a UFO, and I'm going to hit wherever I want! Syllable! Syllable! Smack! ”

As he spoke, he bent over and swirled his arms back on the ground like a child.

Watching him spin around in front of him, his mouth constantly talking crazy, I couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"Then you don't have any other relatives?"

I then asked if I could help him get in touch with his relatives to pick him up.

"Yes! I have a son, a big boss, a rich man! ”

The homeless man said proudly.

"Your son is also on a UFO? On an alien planet? ”

I'm half-joking.

"He's not on a UFO, he's on Earth! That guy with no conscience! Come to a sticky end! I'll let his whole family die! ”

The madman's mood changed very quickly, and his proud expression suddenly turned into resentment.

"Doesn't his whole family include you, let his whole family die, don't scold yourself!"

I'm reminded of the story of "genetically speaking, you can't call your child a bunny".

"Our family has been wizards for generations, and they can't hurt me!"

The homeless man had a proud expression on his face again.

"Wizard? All right! ”

I was even more convinced that he was insane and that there was no way to get effective information from his mouth to help him, so I got up and left.

He followed me and shouted, "Don't believe me, I'm really a wizard!" Not only am I a wizard, but my eight-year-old daughter is also a wizard! ”

"Alright, Mr. Wizard! Good bye! ”

I waved my hand and walked away without looking back.

Poor people will have something to hate.

The next day, Hunter and I went to visit the hospital.

Along the way, the two of us discussed the facts of the case.

"Have you found the Cursed Man?"

Hunter asked me.

"Several suspects have been ruled out, and no suspects can be found at present."

I replied.

"Do you want me to turn into an angel and help you solve the case?"

Hunter said as if he were a pair of wings.

"Angels? Then you have to die before you can become an angel! ”

I don't think this joke is funny, it's casually perfunctory.

Hunter grimaced again.

in the hospital.

"My wife secretly pulled out the needle from the infusion set last night and cut her other wrist with the needle."

The man's eyes were bloodshot.

"Huh? Are people alright? ”

I hurriedly asked.

"It's okay for the time being, but if it goes on like this, something will happen! What a bad thing I did! Such a revenge on my family! ”

The man gritted his teeth.

"Think about it, are there any people who hate you in particular!"

I asked, I had to find the clue from the man.

"Think about the people you've hurt!"

Hunter also added.

"Not really! If I had to say yes, it would be my father! ”

The man hugged his head and cried.

"Your father?"

I was surprised.

"Yes! I think my father still loves me! Didn't my father ask you to help me? ”

The man choked.

"No! Our client is only interested in such a mysterious event as cursing and hurting people. ”

That's why when we met, the man said he knew who had invited us.

"yes, we're expensive!"

Hunter interjected.

"He said we were expensive, and he didn't mean to disrespect your father!"

When Hunter says that we are expensive, it seems that others can't afford us. I don't know why he suddenly came up with such a sentence, saying that he is very expensive in front of a rich man, which is inevitably a bit of an axe (I didn't know the financial resources of the boss at the time, and I was more careful with people and customers in everything). Afraid that men would misunderstand, I was busy explaining.

"It's okay! In fact, my father was very poor. He divorced my mother and married another woman! Later, he had a very bad time and asked me to help him. When I thought of my mother's suffering, I ignored him. I heard that he is now wandering around with the daughter he had with another woman! ”

The man whispered.

"Tramp?"

I suddenly thought of the crazy homeless man last night.

"Is it about fifty years old, with a pointed chin, a big nose, and blue eyes?"

I asked, in fact, I thought that there was such a coincidence, and I happened to encounter it.

"Yes, you know him?"

The man was surprised to tell me what his father looked like.

"Huh? Is it really him? ”

The blind cat hit the dead mouse, and he was right.

Thinking about it again and again, it is also reasonable. It would not be surprising if the man's father, who was really the one who performed the curse, appeared near the hospital.

I hurried out of the hospital and to the park bench last night.

The homeless man wasn't there.

Thinking of the cruel words of the homeless man cursing his son's whole family to death last night, it is indeed very likely that he carried out the curse.

The homeless man also said that his family had been a homeless man for generations, and his son could not hurt him.

The meaning of the words should be that the son also has the ability to curse.

"The son can't hurt him", the meaning of this sentence can be understood as, "he can't hurt his son either", so the man is fine, as long as the woman and the child keep getting hurt.

"Your family has been wizards for generations?"

I couldn't find the homeless man and I called the man to reconfirm.

"My father and grandfather used to perform some mysterious rituals at home, and after my parents divorced, my mother and I left that family, and I didn't hear what kind of wizards they were!"

The man on the other end of the line replied.

"Mystical rituals? That's it! ”

I think my guess is certain that mystical rituals are the way of the curse.

"That means you don't curse people, do you?"

Remembering the homeless man's words that his daughter was also a sorcerer, I wondered if his son, this man, had the ability to harm people with curses.

"Nope! My mother never let me touch anything that hurts people! The man replied.

"What are you doing, what are you doing! Come back! ”

Before I could ask anything more, a man's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Huh? What do you do? What's coming back soon? ”

I asked rhetorically, confused.

There was no answer on the other end of the phone.

"I've got her in my arms, come and help!"

Hunter's voice came from the earpiece.

I see, the man's words just now were not said to me, it seems that something is wrong on his side.

Then the screams of several people came from the earpiece.

"Something's wrong!"

I hurried to the hospital.

Downstairs in the hospital, Hunter collapsed in a pool of blood.

He stared at his eyes and burst out.

"He fell to save my wife!"

The man wept bitterly beside Hunter's body.

In a word, it is a prophecy! When he came, he joked with Hunter that he could only become an angel when he died, and he was really dead.

I looked up in despair at the top of the hospital building.

A crow bounced on a billboard on the rooftop of the building, jumped a few times and was gone.

My eyes were dark, and my legs were spread on the ground.

In the darkness, angel-winged Hunter beckoned to me.