If Mr.
Turner is the latest fourth suspect to surface, it seems likely, but Hodden prefers a different guess."
Darryl, who's spying on Susanna?"
That Ned had mentioned that someone had found Susanna.Darryl had also mentioned it before, but at that time they didn't pay much attention to this clue, so they didn't ask further.A wry smile tugged at the corners of Darrel's mouth, as if he was laughing at himself and complaining, "That's a private detective."
I guess.I didn't ask in depth, I mean. ”"After all, Suzanne left on her own initiative, and she has already fled from me, what else can I do?
Even if I find her again, she doesn't need me anymore because she already has everything she is after. ”Darryl started smoking again, the red butt slowly brightening."
Kid."
Haddon has the answer.Darryl nodded slightly, her smile full of helplessness and sadness, "The only thing she longs for is something I can't give her; And Victor can give her this, but Victor doesn't know how to cherish it. ”"I always thought that maybe she and her children are still living happily together, and the only thing I can do is to stop disturbing her life, but I don't think about ......"
The words are just told here, and the words that follow dissipate in the silence of the air, Darryl still can't control his emotions after all, he lowered his head heavily, hiding his embarrassment and vulnerability, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and the light of the cigarette butt slowly disappeared."
Whew......"
Horden slowly dissipated the light element hidden in his voice, and the tense nerves also relaxed, and the control of spiritual energy was gradually relaxed.On the surface, Horden was so comfortable that he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, and he brought Darryl into his own rhythm without a word, even Issa and Parcia were no exception.In fact, Hoden was very, very difficult, this was his first formal attempt to challenge, using a technique similar to hypnosis, through psionic energy to give voices, eyes and movements more confusing and guiding emotions - this was inspired by the "St.
Peter's Examination Center", and then combined with Professor Bertinos's experience of pacifying mastiffs in the classroom, all psionic energy was condensed on mind control, using his every move to weave a large net, step by step to guide the prey into the net.After a dream-like epiphany before, Horden had a different interpretation of psionic control and elemental sensitivity, and today is a small test.However, with Hoden's current ability, he is still a little reluctant, he must control every detail, ensure that the light element can penetrate every detail, and use his understanding of rhythm and rhythm to achieve the desired effect as much as possible; However, every detail is like a wild horse, and it is on the verge of spiraling out of control at all times, which also forces Hodden to concentrate as hard as he can.There was also a faint sweat on his forehead.Judging from the effect, it actually did not achieve the hypnosis expected by Horden, at most it only made the other party relax their vigilance and open their hearts, and the power still needs to be strengthened.But judging from the results, Darryl still told the truth, and also released the emotions that had been suppressed for ten years, which can also be regarded as a steady first step.Gradually, the noise transmitted from far and near, and the darkness of the night slowly faded like a tide, and then the loneliness and loneliness of being in an isolated and helpless Jedi began to dissipate, as if it were ......
It's as if it's lively again, and the popularity and vitality are warm again.Slowly, Isa's mood also relaxed, and it seemed that there was no way to feel the cold wind just now, but now he finally began to shiver, and his mind cleared up; But the gap is not too obvious, it is more like listening to the story with full attention and ignoring what is happening around you.Now that the story is over, it reacts, which makes Issa a little confused - what just happened?
What the hell just happened?
Subconsciously, Issa cast a questioning gaze at Holden.Hodden looked over with wide eyes, and his innocent eyes didn't understand what Issa was doing at all, but took the initiative to say with his mouth: What's next?
Issa was not fooled, she always felt a little strange, but she couldn't say a reason, turned her head to look at Patsia, and then found that Pacia showed a slightly drunken blurred eyes, and the corners of her relaxed mouth seemed to be able to see Harazi looming, which made Issa frown slightly: Is Pacia sure it doesn't matter?
Despite the confusion, unable to find an answer, Issa finally had to touch the back of her neck and take Hordon and Paxia to say goodbye.After taking a few steps, Holden's footsteps paused, and he looked back at Darryl.Darryl still stood quietly under the street lamp, the cigarette in his hand had burned out, and only an extinguished cigarette holder remained, but he still stubbornly held it to his mouth, his eyes staring lonely ahead, his broad and straight shoulders drooping down, and the night swallowed him up little by little.If it were other times, Hoden wouldn't have stopped, but tonight was a little different, as he was trying to hypnosis and channeling for the first time using psionic energy, and he wasn't sure if he had left a scar on Darryl's heart and if it would affect Darryl's life.Sincerely, Hoden hopes that Darryl can find his own happiness, not because of sympathy, but because Darryl deserves it."
The dawn of the dawn, the drizzle drifts, the sorrow of parting, entangles the heart.Wave goodbye, my dear.One morning in the future, not too far away, you will call my name, and I will say goodbye to the past. ”Softly, Hodden hummed a vague minor, turned and stepped along, keeping up with Issa and Paxia, and disappeared into the noisy crowd of night.The gentle sound of the wind sent the melodious and light moving folk song, like a bard walking on a country road, and the figure faded away, disappearing into the dream of green and blue.Darryl couldn't help but raise his head, trying to find the source of the song, but in vain, he only saw the colorful lights shining brightly, and the bustling crowd could not see the specific faces, only unfamiliar masks crowded in the night like a flowing crystal river.The melody that echoes in the ears is sad and gentle, but it hides a little free and relieved, chewing those words carefully, the regret and loss that are stuck in the chest fall lightly, and finally fall on the rock-solid heart, take root, sprout, proudly emerge a flower bone, waiting for the arrival of spring."
Wave goodbye, my dear.Wave goodbye. ”()