[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"what!!!"

Sophia released a pair of wings in shock, fluttering wildly, as if the harder she tried, the panic would be blown out of her mind.

The other two souls who had just crashed into their bodies were obviously not much better, especially the red-haired one, whose face was so pale that he seemed about to faint at any moment.

The three of them stood in the spacious ward calming down their emotions, as if they had made an agreement, none of them spoke.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

The rhythmic ticking sound of the instrument came from behind the hospital bed, continuously and irritably interrupting the silence of the three people who were thinking about each other.

"......doctor!"

Patrick staggered to the side of the hospital bed as if he had realized something in an instant, and quickly slapped the very conspicuous red bell on the wall.

With the sound of approaching footsteps, a group of medical staff pushed open the door of the ward and entered one after another. Under the leadership of a middle-aged male doctor, they skillfully and methodically carried out complicated and precise examinations.

"Mr. Clive—this is simply a miracle in the medical world!" Professor Grande said excitedly.

"My team has been studying the abnormality in the past few days. We have always believed that there seems to be an unknown external stimulus applied to the patient's neurons, resulting in a false activity curve in a short period of time."

"Although that stimulation was short-lived, it had long-term benefits for the patient's neuron recovery. Moreover, due to the unknown nature of external stimuli, we cannot help but boldly predict that it is very likely that such stimulation will occur again. Produced. As long as the stimulation reaches the threshold, perhaps, the damaged neurons can recover and it is unknown.”

"Now, the same stimulation has obviously happened again! After examination, the madam's brain wave level has returned to a normal level, her heart rate and blood pressure are normal, and there are no problems with all physical indicators. If there is no accident, she will wake up within a few days. "

"Although we haven't found out why, but—congratulations, Mr. Clive!"

Professor Grande's excited voice gradually dissipated in the air, followed by an extremely unbearable silence.

Sophia looked left and right, and she was suddenly shocked, and she retracted her wings belatedly—fortunately, everyone's attention was on the hospital bed, and no one seemed to notice her abnormality.

"...Professor Grande, you mean, after so many years, she is finally... going to wake up?"

Patrick Clive leaned against the wall, staring down at the woman on the bed, but his tone was extremely soft.

"Yes, sir!" Professor Grande smiled stretchedly, "I understand that this is very unbelievable, but—your wife is indeed about to wake up! My team and I will take care of all follow-up recovery tasks, and The family members of the patients are requested to cooperate with our work and welcome the family members back home as soon as possible.”

After explaining everything, Professor Grande patted Patrick on the shoulder very understandingly, and left the ward with the medical staff, leaving the rest of the time for this man who hadn't moved since a long time ago.

"..."

The silence in the ward was frightening. Sophia didn't know what to say, so she could only stand there in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, and with the rustling of clothes, the red-haired man leaning on the bed with an inexplicable expression finally straightened up, looking down at the little girl who was so bored that she started to pick up her skirt.

"Sophia."

He slowly stretched out his palm and said softly:

"Come on, follow me."

"Ah?" Sophia was startled suddenly, raised her head, and looked at the man in a daze.

"Do you want to play with fun toys? Go with uncle, who will take you to interesting places."

"...But I don't want to play with toys." Sophia muttered softly.

"What?" Patrick didn't catch it.

"I said, I don't want to play anymore, I really don't want to...Is it okay if I don't go to Disney either..."

Sophia lowered her head and muttered to herself, but suddenly raised her head the next moment, as if certain emotions had been brewing for too long, and finally spewed out vulnerable.

"I want to go home!!!"

"Oh... shush..."

Patrick half-closed his eyes, and put a thin finger in front of his lips, "Be quiet, uncle can hear you."

"Didn't we agree? I'll help you wake up the aunt on the bed, and you take me back to find Stark. We agreed! Didn't the Kree also hear... what about others? "

Sophia looked at the empty back in confusion, looked around, but still did not find any trace of the other person.

"Leave him alone, my darling."

Patrick slowly walked up to Sophia, his thin body cast a heavy shadow on her.

"Tell me first, my baby, isn't your ability—sometimes it works, but sometimes it doesn't?"

"You... what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

Sophia lowered her head in panic, uneasily grabbing the little skirt that was about to be torn.

"Your so-called mind reading skills are not that proficient in using them, otherwise, wouldn't you have understood everything a long time ago, and you still waste all this time? When you just wanted to wake Molly up, did your ability suddenly become unusable? After successfully invading her brain this time, will it be impossible to use these abilities for a long time?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to touch the child's head.

"Go with Uncle. As for Stark...maybe we'll meet, who knows?"

"Why should I go with you? You don't seem to want to take me home." Sophia asked.

"Hahaha..." Patrick laughed, "If you don't come with me, where are you going if you don't have the ability? Where can you go?"

"No ability?" Sophia tilted her head.

"Ok?"

"actually......"

Patrick's eyes went dark, and before he could react to what happened, a sharp pain came from the top of his head, so painful that every nerve in him screamed and trembled.When he regained his sight again, he found himself 'in' the ceiling of the ward, being mercilessly held by a birdman with huge black wings.

The birdman—Sophia—was obviously very unhappy, and her face was flushed with anger.

"Father taught me, and Stark also taught me, whether you are a human or a ghost or something else, you need to keep your promises!"

Sophia flicked her arm casually, and Patrick, like a little chicken, drew a graceful curve and hit the ceiling solidly.

"It's true that sometimes I can't use supernatural powers, but only after the third volume of "Devil's Ability"——I have learned the basics of the first two volumes very well!!!"

Sophia flapped her wings, raised her hand and brought the chick in her hand to her eyes, and looked at this obviously "not good" human being with a puffy face.

"Do you understand what it means? It means that it is easy for me to lift you up like this! It is also easy for me to throw you off the roof!!!"

After a while, Sophia let out a sigh of dissatisfaction, and decided to give him another chance:

"Okay, what do you want to tell me now?"

"You and I......"

Patrick's thin body slid down the collar, making his clothes look empty, his already pale face now turned slightly blue like a dead man, but a bright red bloodstain slowly left from the top of his head, making Patrick's facial features straight It was divided into two pieces in a daze, looking horrifying and weird.

"..." Sophia suddenly felt a little guilty when she looked at this weak human being who seemed about to die at any time.

"...Hey, my father said that ghosts can't understand like people. Actually, I don't want to do this either. I don't want to hit you. Really, as long as you keep your word!"

"Okay..." The weak voice reached Sophia's ears without any resistance.

Sophia raised her head and suddenly enjoyed this feeling: "Then tell me, what are you going to do next?"

"Let you go..."

"..." That's right, but it doesn't seem to be what Sophia wants.

"You have to take me to see Stark first—no, you tell Stark to come find me!"

"..."

Patrick, who originally wanted to use the child to threaten Stark and make him willingly come to his carefully arranged trap, was speechless for a while, and even wanted to laugh.

And Molly Giobianni, who had been lying on the hospital bed for several years and had just opened her eyes, closed her eyes again after seeing her husband whose head was almost embedded in the ceiling for the first time.

At this moment, an undetectable electric spark quietly exploded at the pipe connecting the woman's head, making an undetectable "sizzling" sound.

However, Sophia, who was full of thoughts about Stark, and Patrick, whose brain had been knocked down, were still thinking about life on the ceiling, completely ignoring the scene that happened on the hospital bed.

When Sophia dragged Patrick out of the room, she didn't even notice the flashing shadow in the room.

While Sophia and Patrick were waiting for Stark's arrival, the dark figure—that is, the Kree—had quietly left the room, nestled in an empty corner at the corner of the door, and contacted the owner.

Unlike the two of Sophia, in Molly's memory, what he focused on was by no means "sweet love experience", "Stark actually appeared" and the like.

"Owner."

Even though the master wasn't around, the Kree still bowed his head respectfully.

Unexpectedly, the "master" did not respond to him in the way he imagined, and there was silence in his mind, nothing.

Just when Kree started to feel uneasy, a strange woman's voice suddenly came from the familiar VIP ward not far away.

"Number 6, come in."

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