The atmosphere eased, and Julie became less guarded, and after Brant's repeated invitations, she left the entrance and entered the house.Brant rented a small two-story villa, which sounded good, but it was not a large area, with few rooms.He and Neil occupied the master and second bedrooms, Jason and Peter lived in the only guest room, and then there was a utility room and a study, all of which were on the second floor.The first floor is the kitchen, dining room and living room, and there is only a small attic on the top floor, which is easy to clean up and take care of Julie's fragile nerves.Julie looked at it and looked very satisfied.She said that she could clean up and didn't need help, so Brant thoughtfully closed the door and walked downstairs with Neil.Neil teased in a low voice: This is the heroine who called last night?
He raised his eyebrows and gave Brant a tacit look: Sweet, I didn't expect you to like this.Brandt explains: It's not that kind of relationship.Yesterday, I didn't make it clear that Julie was almost kidnapped, and I rescued her with another kind child, and seeing that she had nowhere to go, I asked her to come to us first.Neil looked him up and down, his face full of doubts: Would you be so kind?
He didn't believe that Brandt was so sympathetic.Brant put on an aggrieved expression: What I said, Jason met in the water, didn't I help many times?
So, what are you thinking about?
In fact, if you really want to talk about the purpose, it can be regarded as having one.Neil looked at him with curiosity.The excessive attention to Jason, involving the issue of cosmic integration, is really not suitable to mention with Neil, Brandt had to skip it, talking about Julie: she has a delusion of victimization, and the story in the delusion is still very complete, I am a little curious and a little concerned.Neil is reasonable to speculate: So, you want to use her as a mouse for experiments?
In some ways, Neil wasn't wrong, though the purpose of the guinea pig was a little different from what he had thought.Brandt didn't need anyone to contribute to his healing methods, he wanted to study how to defy his abilities.And now, he has an idea.Brant said optimistically: Come on, let's get dinner done first, it's your turn to cook Neil today.After eating together, I will find the most relaxing time for the first psychological counseling Brant said Shi Shiran turned around, and then froze in place.Julie was standing around the corner of the stairs!
Her face was hidden in the shadows, she couldn't see her expression, and she didn't know how long she had been listening.Neil stuck out his tongue and burrowed into the kitchen, and Brandt looked away.Julie held on to the handrail of the staircase, walked down one by one, and asked softly: Do you think I am sick?
Brant looked at her silently.Seriously, are you sick, do you really not have half an AC number in your heart?
※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Brother Bucket's mental journey when he threw dartsBrother Barrel to the ugly man: Die, die, die, die, Die, Die, Bucket Brother to bat: Why don't you come to me?
Why not kill him?
Why a new partner?
You don't love me anymore, I don't play with you anymore!
I'm going to mess with you and get your attention to me!
You can only have me in your heart_(:з"∠ _Chapter 17 Seventeen Psychotic The air seemed to freeze.Julie's tone is definitely calm, but at this time, calmness is the biggest problem.But Brandt turned a blind eye and said bluntly: Don't you really feel that something is wrong, about your assassination?
Julie's fingers clenched the armrest, and her tone began to become rapid: Why do you say that?
Brandt walked slowly towards her: people who have never crossed paths before want to kill you, most of them are still untrained ordinary people, this in itself makes no sense, besides, what do you have that deserves to be assassinated?
I, Brandt, pointed out unceremoniously: Why should you be assassinated if you don't have amazing wealth, you don't have great talent, and you don't even have so beautiful that you are so beautiful that you are deceptive?
Or did you see something you shouldn't be seeing, like a crime scene or something?
I do not know.But they just showed up, and when I was being followed, I could even hear them discussing how to kill me, and I hid in the house, and the sound of cursing at me next door could get into my brain, and I had enough!
So don't reject me, I want to find out what you've been through, and I can help you.Brandt looked at her and hit the nail on the head: You don't want to go on like this forever in the future, right?
Julie's eyes were struggling, and Brandt added to the fire: You said, I didn't show up with you He raised his hand and nodded his temple: So I don't do anything to you.Julie finally made up her mind, you're right, but I'll only try once.Of course.Brandt led her to the couch and sat down: But there had to be a cycle.Julie said tentatively: An hour?
I'm not God!
Brant almost choked: three days.Give me three days, and if I'm right, three should be enough.Three days is enough for him to study his abilities, and as for how far Julie will recover, it is not in his consideration, at least, it will not be worse than now.Brandt moved a folding chair and sat down in front of Julie, explaining to her what he was going to do next: Relax your body, I'm going to hypnotize you now.Julie pursed her lips and nodded.Brandt flipped out a pendulum out of nowhere and shook it in front of Julie's eyes: did you feel relaxed and your consciousness began to fall asleep?
Julie honestly said: No.That's right.Brant flickered: But you must be able to feel the brain empty, the body is starting to become relaxed Now, close your eyes, don't think about anything Julie closed her eyes, Brant was still dutifully shaking the pendulum in one hand, shaking the other hand in front of her eyes, and then slowly leaning forward, seeing that it was about to be against the other person's forehead What are you going to do?
Immediately after that, he was interrupted by a sudden question in his consciousness.Obviously, intervening in her brain.Brandt said as a matter of course.You can't do this.Omir said faintly.Brant knowingly asked: What can't you do?
You can't hack into the brains of ordinary people without permission.She's not an ordinary person, as you said, she's a target patient, she's a psychopath.Omir didn't listen to his nonsense: But you refused to let me add her to the progress, she is not your patient, and you have no right to treat her.Brandt suddenly fell silent, and Omir seemed to sense that something was wrong, and gradually stopped protesting.There was a sudden silence in the memory palace, and after a long time, maybe very soon, there was a sudden chuckle.Omir opened the tome with some weakness: What are you laughing at?
Found you interesting.Brandt looked at Julie, who was close to her fingertips, and listened to the voice of Omir's heart in her consciousness, and suddenly felt that now was a very good time to test Omir's identity.He knows that Omir is not a system, but what is he?
Sure enough, Omir blew up as he expected: interesting?
I?
It seems that this word that has been placed on him is a bit ridiculous, and he said dissatisfiedly: You can only intervene in the target patient, the system gives you the ability, and you also have the right to take it back, if you insist on what you are doing!
His body tensed, and Omir almost tore most of his tome apart, and he looked at Brant, whose fingers had poked into Julie's head, and his scalp was about to explode.You can't!
Obviously, I can.As soon as the words fell, the tentacles of consciousness suddenly erupted, although the resistance was several times greater than before, and the advance was extremely slow, but these consciousness bodies did successfully establish a connection in Julie's brain.It worked.Brandt glanced at Omir: It seems that the system's control over the ability is not very strong?
For the first time, Omir's voice was so eager: Come back!
Brandt felt that Omir's attitude was a little strange, but that didn't stop him from thinking out of the box: Maybe you're just a parasite in my brain, or a homeless alien creature that has nothing to do with my abilities at all?
The sound of flipping books has long since stopped, and Omir repeated in a tight voice: Take back your abilities.Does the system really exist?
Or is it just your fabrication, just for me to use my power to provide you with energy?
Or something else?
It was too late for Omir to sigh, no longer asking him to take back his ability, and finally answered his question head-on: Of course the system exists, if it weren't for the system, you wouldn't be able to pass through the space-time turbulence, and it was the system that blocked most of the chaotic energy for you, so the function was missing or even scrapped!
So.Brandt triumphantly curled the corners of his lips: The system is scrapped, so who are you?
Omir watched him silently.I don't know when the resistance disappeared, and more than the previous ones, the huge tentacles of consciousness poured out and spread out in a steady stream.The delicate brain was magnified countless times and projected in front of him, and the surrounding scene turned into a blue-black void, and the furniture and people were gone, leaving only the entire transparent giant brain.Brant felt that he had become very small, and in the face of the behemoth in front of him, those consciousness bodies that seemed to extend his mind burst open and stretched from his fingertips, bypassing functional areas, avoiding neurons, penetrating through cell tissues, and covering the entire brain in almost a few seconds!
He could feel that this was no longer just intervention, he could even manipulate or destroy it if he wanted to!
God?
For the first time, Brant realized the meaning of the existence of this secondary two skill name.The tentacles of consciousness were still pouring out wildly, they were starting to get out of control, and Brant finally realized that something was wrong.Omir finally broke the silence, and he said softly: No matter who I am, my existence is for you to protect, not harm.His expression was strange at this time, and what was even more strange was that Brant was actually touched by it, and he couldn't decipher this strange feeling of being connected.The blood vessels in his right arm began to overwhelm him, bursting at the roots, and oozing blood stained the ground red.Julie's memories were ripped out by the consciousness body, and then stuffed into Brant's brain, and the huge and mixed memories almost burst his brain, even if there was a plug-in memory palace, it was still overloaded.The lights of the memory palace began to flicker frequently, the computers that occupied the walls of the four sides crashed one after another, Brant's eyelids became heavier and heavier, only to hear a plop, the chair flipped on its side, and the whole person fell to the ground.He lost consciousness and his image in the memory palace blurred, and Omir picked up the dissipating Brant and gently placed him on the bed.Deep coma can be dangerous.As he spoke, he raised his finger and gently pressed it against Brant's forehead, and he didn't know what he had done, but the image of consciousness that was about to collapse was much more condensed: just sleep lightly.Omir looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and then resigned himself to running to the computer and restarting it in turn.He looked back at the sleeping young man on the bed, and muttered: Since childhood, he has been so disobedient It was almost dusk, and there was a sound of the door opening in the fantasy place, and Neil, who had been in the neighbor's house almost every day, finally went home with a small basket.As he changed his shoes, he said, "Brant, guess what Mrs.
Colin has in store for you?"
I told him last time you bought a bunch of fruit tart cookies and came back, haha, like a child, Mrs.
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Colin made a basket of cookies for you today, all for you Neil after changing shoes, as soon as I turned around, I saw the miserable situation in the living room, Brant fell in a pool of blood, his arm was still bleeding, he had fallen into a coma, and the girl who came in the afternoon sat on the sofa with her eyes closed, and it didn't look like there were any obvious injuries.He nudged Julie hard, and the girl woke up slowly.Neil asked her, "What's going on here?"
Julie was still drowsy, and said in shock and dazed: I don't know, Morgan said that he wanted to treat me, he tried to hypnotize me, and I didn't have any abnormal sound when I fell asleep?
I slept deeply, and I seldom tormented her with such trepidation and guilt: Was it the one who wanted to kill me, the one who hurt Brandt?
Neil didn't have time to soothe the girl now, so he tried to change Brant's position to block the flow of blood, called the emergency number, and quickly reported the address.The door forgot to close, and it was just open.Peter, who was home on time for dinner, saw the miserable situation at home as soon as he arrived at the door.He was stunned for a moment: what's wrong with Bubu Bubrandt!
Neil took the time to explain: I don't know yet, but I called an ambulance Peter is still very worried: I just came back from outside, the road is blocked at this time, is the ambulance in time?
Neil is also not optimistic, but there is no other way at the moment.He didn't dare to move, so he could only take out the medical kit and do some simple hemostasis, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, Neil felt that the bleeding in Brandt's right arm had improved somewhat.Peter didn't see this, he was only thinking about how to get the ambulance to arrive quickly, and then thinking about it, he thought of a way.I'll go out for a while!
He said as he picked up his backpack and ran out the door without giving anyone time to react.Peter ran into the alley, quickly changed into his suit, stuffed it into his backpack, and took a deep breath.The launcher popped out spider silk as Peter flew through the air and scurried forward.Wherever he passed, there were crowds screaming for evasion, and police cars honking and chasing, but Peter ignored this, he quickly swung to the intersection and found his target an ambulance stuck in the intersection.Loosen the spider silk and land easily on the roof of the ambulance.Knock knock.He knocked on the back door: "Excuse me, are you going to the ambulance at Morgan's house next door?"
The doctor with the mask opened the door: yes.The police will clear the road immediately, but it may take some time.His voice was calm, as if the exaggerated existence in front of him, wearing a straitjacket and jumping from the sky, was indistinguishable from an ordinary person in his eyes.Peter said, "I can bring someone over first, so that you can do some first aid."
Yes, I'll go with you.The doctor who opened the door accepted his offer, and he took some first aid supplies and portable equipment, and put his arm on Peter's shoulder: Hurry up.No problem!
Peter was indeed quick, and within five minutes of his absence, he brought back a doctor.Neil looked at the tight-fitting weirdos who suddenly broke in, and asked vigilantly: Who are you?