I figured out in my heart the reason why Joan's father was willing to put Joan with me. To put it simply, I am Joan's savior, and I am not affected by the power of charm. Although the reviews are very bad, they have been gradually improving recently, and they will look better and better. He is also good friends with Lie Vacant, who is the leader of the Liucheng Security Bureau, and has a close relationship with the blue bird who is the main force in Liucheng, and he also has the main strength. Looking at it this way, I Li Duo seems to be a promising person. It would be nice if JoAnn had a good relationship with me.

This is really a big misunderstanding, where do people who have only two to four years left to live have a "bright future".

Qiao Librila was aware of this, and she certainly didn't have that motive to encourage Joan to stay with me. But she used this method to convince Joan's father, but it was quite a bit of an "adult's scheming". It's no wonder that Joan's father talks about him left and right, and some things are disgraceful to say on the table.

Of course, if it weren't for this special period, Joan's parents would definitely prefer to keep their son by their side. But since they hit a wall on the side of the Security Bureau, they can only compromise and accept the option given by Qiao Licorice instead.

Blue Bird still seems to be a little difficult to let go of the fact that the succubus Joan lives with me, but in the end she still convinces herself.

"You can't really send Xiaocao's brother to a quarantine facility." "And you're not the one to sit idly by when Xiaocao's brother is in trouble." Who made me like you in a place like this, so I have to forgive you. ”

"It's like I'm cheating." I say.

She went in and out of her left ear and out of her right ear, and showed a look of regret, "But you can't 'spend the night' at my house for the next period of time......"

"Maybe I'll be there again in two days." I was reminded of what the medical examiner said, "The preparation time required to release the fusion."

I'm not interested in the "sleepover" itself that Bluebird suggests, but I cherish the time spent alone with the two of us. Even if I didn't say anything, didn't even think about anything, just hugged her quietly in the light-out bedroom, feeling her warm body temperature and fresh heartbeat, I couldn't feel more comfortable than that.

Hearing this, she said happily: "Then I will look forward to it." ”

Half an hour later, I entered my parents' neighborhood with Bluebird, and found them in a cluster of residential buildings. There is an access control on the first floor, but the access control system installed on the first floor can be used to notify the residents upstairs to open the door remotely. Bluebird found the house number of my parents' house on the operation panel and pressed the corresponding button. I guess I thought we were delivering takeaways, and it didn't take long for us to press the doorbell here, and the people above helped us open the door without asking.

We quickly took the elevator to the tenth floor and stopped in front of a half-new door. Behind the door is my parents' house. It's Sunday, and they probably didn't go to work. Somewhere in my heart I had a little bit of an expectation that they weren't home, so that I could "fool around" my plan to see my parents again. But since someone answered the doorbell to open the door, it means that at least one of my parents is at home.

Frankly, I'm actually kind of repulsive about them. is not only the factor of homesickness, but also the memory from childhood to adulthood. As I said before, they, as my parents, were indifferent to me. He rarely hits or scolds me, but he never says what is expected of me. Of course, even if I did, I might not go in the direction they wanted. But I still hope that they have certain expectations of me. Otherwise, I would feel that my existence is unnecessary.

I grew up trying to get their approval, but after I started junior high school, I gradually changed my mind.

On the one hand, I still expect them to praise themselves, and I want them to think that I am very good and excellent. On the other hand, I felt that I expected my parents' praise so much, that I was humble, ashamed, and naïve, and that I didn't really want to be recognized. is such a big person, and he still wants the praise of his elders so much, what is this not naïve? If my classmates knew that I had that kind of expectation, they would definitely laugh at me in their hearts.

Looking back now, this kind of awkward thinking was actually very common at that age, because it was an age full of all kinds of awkward thoughts. For example, if a child at that age is not successful, some elders will deliberately humiliate him, thinking that this will make him feel ashamed and courageous, but this method is probably not effective. If the child really shows shame and courage, it is not only a silent admission to the people around him (especially his peers) that he is indeed a shameful person now, but also as if he cares about the evaluation of others, at least in the eyes of the child himself, it is a sign of no self-esteem.

In comparison, I was also an awkward person who laughed at 50 steps and smiled at 100 steps. Awkward and awkward, and finally quarreled with his parents. There hasn't been a good talk since that quarrel. Originally, I thought that "I'll talk about it later", but after not so much, my life soon drove into another orbit full of evil and depravity.

And today, facing this door, I raised my hand, but I couldn't knock on it.

What will they think of their son, who has become a psychopathic murderer?

The bluebird knocked on the door for me.

"It's coming, it's coming." From inside the door came the familiar voice of a woman.

Soon, the door was opened. The face of a woman in her forties, who had been a little vague in my mind, but which suddenly became concrete at this moment, appeared in front of me. She first glanced at me, then at the blue bird, "May I ask who you are......"

Before she could finish speaking, she focused her gaze on my face again and asked in disbelief, "Li Duo?" ”

"I, I, I...... I'm Rensai. In a panic, I took out my work ID from my pocket and handed it over. Blue Bird was stunned for a moment, but let alone her, even I didn't expect that I would do this in a hurry.

Suspicious, my mother took my work ID and looked down at it, where the name Ren Sai was written. When I showed it to my former homeroom teacher, she said it was my code name in the official department, and now I will say it as my real name.

Under the magical suggestive power of the work papers, my mother did not doubt him and immediately believed me.

"You're from the state security service?" Then, she looked puzzled, "What's the matter with us?" ”

"Hmm...... "I never imagined that I would have to turn my brain so quickly in order to fulfill a lie.

"Wait." She raised her hand, "I'll go and call my man first." ”

She turned around and walked to the back room, shouting, "Li Yan, Li Yan!" Wake up and don't get sleep! ”

Seeing my mother walking away for the time being, the blue bird looked at me speechlessly, "Li Duo, Li Duo......"

"I'm sorry for being nervous." I also felt very ashamed, and said earlier that I was going to take her to meet her parents, but I had a problem first, "I'll tell them the truth later." ”

"It's okay, it's normal for you to be nervous." She gently squeezed my hand, "I will always be by your side." ”

I took her hand in turn and silently waited for my father to come too.

But the mother was never able to call out to the father, and as time went on, the shouts she came out of the back room grew louder and louder, and even gradually mixed with panic.

I looked at the bluebird and rushed into the house, and then I saw my mother lying on the edge of the bed shaking my father, and my father sleeping like a corpse.

Blue Bird looked at this scene with a solemn face, as if he thought of something, "Is this ......?"

I also realized what was happening at this moment.

——

As mentioned earlier, there were two things that need to be mentioned in late November, one of which is a special secret incident that frequently occurs in various parts of Liucheng, and the other is the incident of the rebellion of the main warlock "Wei Chi" in Tianhe City.

The latter has already been stated, and at this moment it is necessary to elaborate on the former.

This particular secret incident, specifically the appearance of unexplained comatose people one after another in Liucheng. People who were walking normally on the street suddenly fell asleep, students who were working hard in the classroom suddenly fell to their desks, and the couples who shared the same bed found that the other half showed no signs of waking up even in the afternoon...... These inexplicable "cases" gradually increased in Liucheng, and finally attracted the attention of the Liucheng Security Bureau after breaking through the 100-person mark.

The Liucheng Security Bureau can be sure that this is a hidden incident caused by spiritual forces, but where is the source, how to prevent the incident from continuing to happen, and what can be done to wake up the sleeper...... Even after more than a week of unclear questions, the internal warlocks of the Security Bureau were too busy to help, and combatants like me and Blue Bird were temporarily unable to help and were on standby.

I didn't expect this incident to affect my parents. It's not that unreasonable when you think about it, my parents also live in Liucheng, and if there is a hidden incident that covers all parts of Liucheng, then it is only a matter of probability that my father will be affected, he is just really unlucky.

My father was then admitted to a security facility for the Security Service.

To put it mildly, I was a little glad that I didn't have to face him for a while, and the conversation with my mother was interrupted by this sudden incident.

But seeing my mother's anxious expression and my father's sleeping face, I really couldn't just be a bystander.

The medical examiner walked out of the nursing room.

The first thing I asked, "Is there any progress in the investigation?" ”

"There are three things that can be identified at this stage. First, this is indeed a 'man-made disaster', not the actions of monsters, let alone an inexplicable hidden phenomenon. There must have been a 'warlock' of unknown origin, or 'warlocks' who planned this incident. This is the conclusion of the soothsayers in our bureau. "Second," he said, "there is something invisible that is slowly absorbing the spirituality of the sleeper himself, and it can be seen that the mastermind behind it is trying to collect a large amount of spirituality, and we do not yet know what the mastermind intends to use it for; Thirdly, the sleepers are dreaming, which can be judged by their brain waves and rapid eye movement responses, and I myself feel the spiritual fluctuations of the dream attribute. ”

"We've heard all of that." The bluebird said, "Anything new?" ”

"There are two new discoveries. First, all the dreams of the sleeper are the same dream. The medical examiner continued, "We have investigated where the spirits have been absorbed and gone, but we have not found any direction in reality. So we judge that those spirits are flowing into their dreams. That dream was used to store their spirituality. ”

"As for the second ......," he looked at me again, "this new discovery has something to do with you. ”

"Me?" I focused.

"Remember the Demon Warlock you killed yesterday? We investigated the scene of his crime, with a particular focus on the circle he had set up halfway through the grocery store. You may think it's a circle for sacrificing demons, but it's not. The circle used a lot of runes related to dreams, and we analyzed it for a night and came to the conclusion that it was probably related to the dreams that the sleepers were now having. He said.

"That demon sorcerer can't be behind it." I say.

"Definitely not. He didn't even know how to draw the dream runes himself, and most of the runes in that circle were not drawn by his own hands, but were printed by him with the special engraved seal props he carried. "We found the engraving prop on his body that had been cut in half." After checking it, it turned out that it was newly made yesterday, and only a warlock who is proficient in that kind of dream rune knows how to make it. It must have been sent to him by the real mastermind. ”

I thought about it silently. Yesterday's incident could be linked to the mysterious lethargy of the moment. I thought of the Demon Warlock's membership on the eve of the night, and the "curfew" that existed in his memory.

In other words, is the night before the mastermind behind this mysterious slumber incident? And the reason why the "access control" wants to protect his memory is because he, as a minion of the mastermind behind the scenes, knows some information that is inconvenient for the Security Service to know? For example, what are the movements of other minions that may exist?

No, according to the sirens, the "access control" seems to protect the memories centered on that circle. The movements of other minions that may exist may be within the scope of protection, but they are by no means the focus of protection. It seems that the only thing that the mastermind really cares about is whether the secrets related to the circle will be revealed.

In other words, that's the key to the mastermind.

(End of chapter)