Chen Fan looked at Xu Huai in front of him.

From her lowered eyes, he saw a little lament, and a faint expectation hidden in the deepest depths.

'One, do you think her words are credible?' ’

Chen Fan was a little unsure of Xu Huai in front of him, so he could only send a distress message to the smart terminal in his heart: "What lie detector function did you have before, can you use it on her?" ’

One's voice sounded in his head:

[What lie detector function, that is the vital signs monitoring function that the unit is equipped with!] 】

‘…… Is there a difference? ’

[Of course there is a difference.] 】

[Human nature is complex, and a large number of professional instruments are required to realize polygraph in the true sense. 】

[This machine only makes a rough judgment by comprehensively analyzing the target's vital signs and micro-expressions.] 】

[There is a considerable gap between it and professional polygraph instruments in terms of accuracy.] 】

[First ......]

'Okay, okay, let's talk about the specific principle and so on, you can say the conclusion first. ’

Listening to the chattering synthesized sound, Chen Fan hurriedly interrupted the chattering one.

[Based on the judgment, the machine thinks that the other party is telling the truth, but ......]

'And but?!' ’

Chen Fan, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly listened carefully.

It's well known, but it's the words that come after that that matter.

[However, this judgment is based on the premise that the other party is a normal person.] 】

‘……？？？ ’

After perceiving the confusion in Chen Fan's heart, Yi quickly explained: [To put it simply, if the other party suffers from some kind of hidden mental illness and firmly believes in his fantasies...... The previous judgment is invalid. 】

The corners of Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

He understood!

What do you mean...... Xu Huai may not be a normal person? ’

[It's just a very unlikely possibility.] 】

Hearing this, Chen Fan's face quickly became ugly.

Facts aside, just look at the behavior of Xu Huai and the surrounding neighbors......

Don't say it, don't say it!

'Damn, no way! When pigs fly! ’

'According to you, don't I have paranoia?' ’

Yi silently added: [So this machine said, it's just a small possibility. 】

Chen Fan was dumbfounded.

……

Just when Chen Fan was immersed in the fierce argument with Yi, Xu Huai silently stepped forward half a step forward and looked at Chen Fan's face curiously.

In just a few seconds, Chen Fan's face had changed several times.

From dazed to ran, from shocked to annoyed, he can be called the non-genetic inheritor of Sichuan Opera.

Suddenly, Chen Fan suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at Xu Huai who was close to him, a big question mark suddenly appeared above his head.

Jiejie, what are you doing here?

"Ahem."

Xu Huai coughed lightly, and a trace of shyness that was imperceptible to others flashed quickly on both sides of his cheeks.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, she quickly returned to her original cold appearance, and raised her chin at him: "How is it, have you thought it through?" ”

"If you don't believe me, turn around and leave now."

Chen Fan subconsciously turned his head and glanced at it: "......"

Well, if nothing else, referring to the layout of his house, he turned around and faced Xu Huai's bedroom.

Xu Huai also noticed his omission from Chen Fan's actions: "......"

Just when the two looked at each other without saying a word, the voice of the mother came from the corridor outside the door.

"Little Fan!"

Chen Fan's face changed slightly, his gaze quickly crossed Xu Huai, and he looked at the hidden gate from afar.

After shouting a few times in succession, the mother's extremely humble voice came from next door again: "Lord Deacon, please wait a while, Chen Fan should be back soon......

The next second, a dull sound of the door closing came from next door.

The sounds of communication that were clearly audible came to an abrupt end.

"The people of the church are coming for you."

Xu Huai looked at Chen Fan with interest: "If I remember correctly, the church still needs to give you the chosen ones a unified training, right?" ”

Seeing Chen Fan nodding, she asked again, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Mind you, church isn't a good thing, and it's best to stay away from church if you can."

Chen Fan sighed and spread his hands: "What you said is too easy." ”

"I'm an ordinary chosen one, what else can I do but obey the church's arrangement?"

He half-jokingly said, "Do you want me to overthrow the rule of the church?" ”

Seeing Chen Fan's "rotten" appearance, Xu Huai subconsciously frowned.

Chen Fan walked towards the hidden gate, and when he passed by Xu Huai's side, he added in a low voice: "I will find a chance to see the history books you mentioned." ”

Xu Huai's eyebrows stretched slightly, and he nodded indifferently.

"As for you......"

A hint of cunning flashed in Chen Fan's eyes: "I'm thinking about whether to expose you to the church, what do you think?" ”

The calm look on Xu Huai's face instantly dissipated, and he said angrily: "Chen Fan! You!! ”

Looking at Xu Huai's much more vivid expression at that moment, Chen Fan's heart suddenly felt happy, and the depression that had been subdued by one move before also dissipated with the laughter.

"Just kidding, don't panic."

When the words fell, Chen Fan straightened his expression, stretched out his hand to open the hidden door and left the room.

Click.

The door is closed.

Xu Huai's expression also returned to calm.

She looked at the closed door and the statue with her back to her, her eyes shining with a strange look.

……

"For the Lord's sake, Lord Deacon, please be patient for a moment."

"I'm sure Chen Fan will be back soon......"

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Fan heard his mother's pleading voice with a bit of flattery.

Considering the inferences given by Yi Yi before leaving home, Chen Fan's expression froze, and a chilling conjecture suddenly flashed in his heart.

Could it be that the mother has already ...... to the church?

If this is the case, then his next series of plans will undoubtedly be hindered like never before!

He steadied himself, slowed down as much as he could, and carefully cast his gaze into the drawing-room, using the partition between the door and the living room as a cover.

The gray-haired mother was standing helplessly in the cramped living room, where a man in a wide white robe sat on a wooden chair with his back to him.

In this world, there is no such thing as a mother being more precious than a child.

As the mother of the Chosen One, her status has hardly changed.

In the neighborhood, she can gain some superficial respect for this status.

But in front of the church deacons, she was just an ordinary middle-aged woman.

In front of this man in a white robe, the mother's attitude was humble to the extreme.

"Lord Deacon, please believe me, Chen Fan will come back to church with you soon."

"Please be patient."