[Zhongyingmei] The chaotic daily live broadcast of the magician

Carlos sat in the back seat of the car and borrowed Sam's laptop to send emails to his family. For some reason, when he came here to call home, it always showed that he was not in the service area. The same was true for sending emails to his home. It was difficult to send them. , He thought it was a bad signal, but after sitting under the signal tower to send an email, Carlos looked like a wronged cat.

Almost cried out loud.

Liar, he also said he would call me, but it turned out that he couldn't get through at all.

He has never been away from home for such a long time. In the dead of night, he will also miss home. Everything here is too strange to him. Only when he kills the curse will he feel at ease again. Life was the life he knew.

Sometimes it is still difficult to adapt to this kind of life. I woke up and moved to another country. The eating habits are completely different and the time zone is different. Sometimes people speak English too fast, and he can’t understand it. I habitually speak Japanese and speak it out. It was only later that I realized that no one could understand, and the children were actually very lonely.

So on the road, I met two brothers who hunted demons, and they had to go together cheekily...

Because you can do whatever you want.

Why did he look for his father, because he would die if he didn't look for his father. He knew the reason clearly, but he had no clue.He didn't want to die, but he didn't want to live that much either.

After the email was written, signed, clicked to send, it was still circling on the page, unable to send it at all, and what made Carlos even more uncomfortable was that he could no longer find information about Yokohama, about the port, about the organization of supernatural beings, about the curse Even though these information are not publicized on their side, there are still some query entries before.

Now it has disappeared without a trace.

Squeezing the pendant hanging around his neck, Carlos looked at the circling webpage, leaned on the seat, and slowly fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, the email went around twice, showing that it was sent successfully, but Carlos didn't see it.

After he woke up from the dream, he was wrapped in a fluffy blanket and wrapped him like a cicada chrysalis. It was a prank by Dean. He was no longer in the car, but lying in the hotel On the bed, the blanket was newly bought, with a golden electric mouse printed on it.

"Dean? Sam?"

No one, Carlos lifted the blanket, shaved his hair casually, and went into the bathroom to wash.Looking at the time, the good guy slept until the afternoon, no wonder he was a little hungry...

Wow, I slept a little too heavily. I don’t know what’s going on recently. I get sleepy very easily. I’m obviously full from sleep every day. Sleeping is fuller than eating...

Someone picked him up and wrapped him into a cicada pupa, and he didn't wake up. He was so vigilant!

After grunting and spitting, Carlos tidied up the bed, touched the fluffy blanket, and then put it in a lump in the backpack. The originally deflated backpack was bulged and chubby.

It's time for Dean and Sam to meet Sam's classmates, what is he doing now?

Carlos picked up the knife and planned to leave the hotel.

Let's have breakfast first...

"Dingling...the phone is coming, the phone is coming!" The phone rang suddenly, Carlos picked it up and looked, and saw that the interface of the phone was a photo of Oda's father, and it was Oda's father who called him!

Carlos was as happy as if he had won a lottery of [-] million yuan, and quickly picked up the phone.

"Moses Moses, Daddy Oda, I'm Nanako!"

There seems to be some strange voice from Oda's father, it seems to be, but Carlos is not worried at all, after all, Oda's father is an ex, super powerful, if you are sure to call him, it means there must be no problem!

"Nanako, I received your mail and I sent you some things, just go over there and pick them up when the time comes."

"What is it?" Carlos blinked, "Is it your new novel?"

"There are some other things... I found it yesterday when I searched for things. It seems to be something your mother left you, my new book, and Dazai's birthday present for you. Oh, yes, Gojo-san gave you mission list……"

"Other things are very good, why are there five task lists given to me by the teacher? Didn't I go abroad to find relatives? Why do I still have to work!"

"Well, there's nothing you can do if you don't work. After all, you don't have a lot of money with you. I'll send you some money. Take care of yourself outside."

"Okay, I know Papa Oda!"

Carlos, who was still in a low mood yesterday, was completely happy now. After chatting with Oda's father for a while, Carlos saw Dean coming in from the hotel entrance.

"Hey Dean, where's Sam?" Dean gave him a strange look, which made Carlos's eyes sharpen instantly. He hung up the phone of Oda's father, and put his left thumb on the handle of the knife.

"Thank you for the blanket you bought me. Isn't it cute?"

"You're welcome, it's cute, as long as you like it." It's normal, Dean looks like this, but after going out for a trip, why is Dean... a little bit wrong?It seemed perfectly normal, but Carlos always felt that something was wrong.

Just when he was very vigilant, the live broadcast room was quietly opened.

"It's so early today? I thought ghosts come and go at night?"

"There is no such statement, but it seems normal."

"The time in the live broadcast room has become closer to our time. A week ago, there was a difference of three months. Calculated today, if the time difference is not counted, there are two months and 27 days, which is about three days less."

"Then, so..."

"Wow even."

"Hey, guys, Carlos is very nervous right now, he's looking out for his hand, it's already on the handle of the knife, and there's something wrong with Dean, his behavior is trying to imitate..."

"Sam is missing. There is a strange emotional bond between the brothers. They think each other is their own responsibility. They generally don't separate easily. Something is pretending to be Dean."

"Behavioral analysis?"

"When did you go out?" Carlos seemed to be complaining, "I didn't see anyone when I woke up, and I promised to take me to the bar with me last night..."

There was no such thing at all, but Carlos knew that Dean liked going to bars, Sammy said.

He actually didn't know the two brothers very well, but his intuition told him that there was something wrong with this Dean, and there was a strange smell on him that made his nose tingle.

"You can only go to the bar at night, and you are still young, so minors can't drink."

"Come on, Dean still cares about this?" Sure, this person is not Dean.That fellow Dean wouldn't speak so seriously.

"So who are you?" Carlos' knife was half out of its sheath, and the lines of golden lightning on the knife were mysterious and clear. "Where are Dean and Sammy?"

The other party tilted his head and drew his gun directly at Carlos.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

"Within seven steps, my sword is still fast!" He didn't even have any power, and he drew his sword cleanly, cutting the opponent's gun in half. The blade was still there, without any scratches. Clean, Carlos staggered his body, and then slashed the opponent unconscious.

"What will be possessed, let me see..." Carlos took a look at the diary he took out from Dean's bag, and was persuaded by the dense English words.

"Forget it, I'll go find Sam."

"...Do you not like reading so much?"

Tear off the cloth strips from the hotel bed sheets, and tie the man into a rice dumpling. Carlos went out with a knife. This place does not give him a sense of security, so the sun wheel knife is a very important prop. For ordinary people Curse, it seems overkill to use it.

Fortunately, the teammate is not very tricky, Sammy and Dean will find a way to rescue themselves. After escaping from the sewer, the two met the bewildered 'Carlos'.

Carlos stood on the street, watching the police cars whizzing by. His dazed look gave him a silly look. He followed in a few steps, only to find out that this young lady was tortured to death by her husband, but the husband said that he was on a business trip at the time.

"Ah, so he wasn't possessed by that thing but became like that directly... In other words, Dean and Sam met that guy." Carlos began to analyze the situation, "Then..."

"I don't think it's very good." The camera in the live broadcast room was suddenly shown on the empty floor of the hotel.

"I think it might be worse." Carlos paused, looked around, took a few steps back, took off, and quickly climbed up the tallest building nearby. Concentrating, he breathed slowly, Listen to the sounds around you——

"Sammy! Wake up..." He heard Dean's voice.

Jumping from the building, he fell straight to the ground. Carlos stood up, calculated the distance, charged his legs, and ran.

"I always have the illusion that I'm watching a movie."

"The one just now, does it look like Superman's super hearing?"

"Is he also a Kryptonian?"

"The world is full of wonders." Everyone who watched the live broadcast knew each other's identities. Except for the FBI's behavioral analysis team, everyone else was superheroes or mutants, not an ordinary person.

Carlos' figure flitted across the floor, and it was a familiar plot again. He kicked in through the window, knocked out the 'self' who did something to the lady, and then looked at Sam and Dean, who were also miserable.

"Stand back, leave that lady!" Carlos turned his head.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, be careful, he copied your thoughts."

"Wow, so perverted." Carlos shook his head, his expression suddenly became serious, "Then if he becomes Superman, will he be as powerful as Superman?"

"I don't think it's possible." Dean was busy fighting with him, and replied casually, "Everyone knows that Superman's strength comes from his genes."

The ability of the doppelganger is to transform itself into the other party, like makeup, but only changes the appearance, in essence, it is still that lump of unknown what it is.

"That's okay. My strength comes from the inheritance of the Ogata family." Although the inheritance of the conjurer and the inheritance of swordsmanship are different, they both require foundation, persistence and hard work, talent and diligence.

"Sword skills?" The other party beat the two of them with smooth movements, as if Carlos was slashing and cursing. Looking at it this way, Carlos is very powerful.

"It takes a lot of practice, so it's not so easy to learn." It's so easy to learn, Mr. Sang Dao must be angry!Carlos changed gestures with both hands, "Surgical formula; Yin."

The spell; Qing is a formula that spreads out, so the spell; Yin is a formula that shrinks inward, compressing the magic power from infinity to the size of a fingertip, and the pressure brought by it makes the shapeshifter on the opposite side scream——

During the struggle, the other party also made the same gesture, but it was of no use.

"I've said it all, the conjurer is the chosen one out of ten thousand." The gesture changed, and the mantra contracted tightly, "But it looks like I'm killing myself."

"So you two are the chosen ones, and I'm just an ordinary person?"

"You kill...how about me?"

"I have been defending myself with a gun since I was seven years old, baby, you should take Sam away first." Carlos brows and eyes were calm, and he didn't dodge for a moment. He changed the spell in his hand and directly twisted the opponent's neck.

"Fortunately the curse doesn't bleed a lot."

"No, I think we need to call an ambulance... Hurry up! Are you okay..." Sam frowned, reaching out to lift the other person's face, "Wake up, look at me..."

"Let's see, let's see, I can reverse the spell a little bit." Carlos broke away from the serious and almost cold state in an instant, with a nervous expression on his face, "Wow, a lot of blood, no If you stop the bleeding, you won’t be able to get an ambulance.”

"What?" What is a reversal technique?This is not a dimensional thing at all, even a top student can't understand some of the nouns the other party said.

"Healing technique."

"Does it work?"

"How do I know, let's try it first..."

"The ambulance is here...the police car is here too. My God, there is still a dead body here. Carlos, why don't you leave first?" Dean was relieved when he heard the siren, and suddenly saw the man lying on the ground. shapeshifter.

"Ah, then didn't I die socially on the spot?"

"What should I do?"

"Destroy the corpse." Carlos nodded, "I'm familiar with this."

"What do you know... What do children learn every day..." Dean felt his heart was broken.

"Hey, didn't I tell you? Oda's father used to be a member of the port mafia. He didn't want to continue, so he picked up corpses in the port mafia for several years to make money to support his family. Well, I'm leaving. Be careful not to reveal your secrets! "

Dean: "..."

The fbi ace team who watched the live broadcast were collectively silent, and instantly thought of the chains of people who went on the road of crime due to the influence of family environment, and then looked at the children in the live broadcast room, and instantly understood the purpose of this live broadcast room.

Watch out for that little bastard, don't let him break the law

Good guy's good seed

The live broadcast room just happened to be closed at this time, and I didn't see this guy destroying his body. A group of people who are particularly interested in research seem to want the body of that magical creature to be dissected...

Even if you can't dissect it, it's good to do a research to see if he is a magical creature or something?

And spells.

It's easy for everyone to accept ghosts and monsters, but they don't know much about spells. This is the power of another system.

Regarding spells, they only got such basic settings.

For example, the conjurer is inherited by the bloodline of the family. When inheriting the bloodline, he will also inherit the method of using power. This magical power has been internalized into an innate talent, so it is much easier to understand.Moreover, the magic power is born in people's negative emotions. This setting gives the superheroes a bad premonition.

Curses... Just like ghosts, they can cause huge harm to people. As Carlos said, when encountering a curse, the best ending is to leave a whole body. What is the child's living environment like, the mafia, the curse, and the calmness of breaking the necks of creatures with the same appearance as himself, and the words that would destroy the corpses so calmly...

These things are enough to attract the attention of the fbi behavioral analysis team.Although he was already being watched.

The follow-up matter ended like this. After the two parties said goodbye to each other hastily, they separated.Sam's classmates were rescued, Dean and Sam drove away, and Carlos took five task lists that the teacher emailed to him in advance, and started to do tasks to deal with the curse.

"Aren't you with us?" Dean looked at the boy's worried eyes, and reached out to touch his little head, "Maybe I'll need you to save him next time."

"Next time, you should be more aggressive. Don't be beaten badly by others casually. Is this dish for dinner?"

"Hmph," Sami snorted, amused by Carlos' joke, "You're right, we'll pay attention."

"Call me if you have anything to do, do you know my phone number?"

"I know, brother Sami~" Carlos acted cutely. Sami and Dean said that he helped them a lot, but only Carlos thought that the two brothers showed him another life, another kind of self-initiated life. The life of moving forward, instead of being pushed by Mr. Gojo, pushed by mother, and pushed forward by Oda's father.

"Hahaha," Dean laughed, "yelling?"

"Di~en~ brother~ brother!" Carlos yelled and rolled his eyes, "Are you only three years old this year?"

After the three-year-old Carlos who laughed at others left his brother, he never expected that only a few weeks later, he would emphasize that he was only 15 years old!

"Five three three, me! I'm only 15 years old this year! I'm not yet an adult! I don't want to kill curses every day!" It was three weeks after the live broadcast was re-opened, and this was the scene after it was opened——

The white-haired boy was holding the phone with one hand, while wielding a knife with the other, he cut off the tentacles of the curse lightly, "I want to tell Uncle Qihai that you are exploiting child labor!"

He speaks Japanese, but in today's society, there is still a translation device, not to mention, most of the people watching the live broadcast are big bosses, and understanding Japanese is not a problem.

"I came to America to find my father!"

"Although Dad didn't find it."

"Okay, okay, I get it, why don't I go!"

Putting away the phone, Carlos didn't use spell power, but accumulated power with his legs, borrowing power from a tree leaf, and a thunderbolt flashed.

"A flash of thunder; swiftness!"

In the blink of an eye, everything has settled down, the sound has not stopped, and the enemy has turned into smoke and dissipated.

"Employing child labor is illegal under Section [-] of the Child Protection Regulations..."

"Hey, fbi above, you have a lot of words."

With one move and one curse, Carlos put a check mark on the task list, put away the knife, and stopped the car on the road...

Normally, the live broadcast is automatically closed at this time, but today, the live broadcast was not closed, and instead, the driver who picked up Carlos was facing the road.

"In this case, I think the driver is dangerous."

"Carlos is very well-behaved, he won't attack people for no reason, and he has a strong sense of justice and sense of right and wrong."

"Okay, I'm looking into a case about a road driver being linked to a child's fingertip—"

"Uncle, just get off here. My father is waiting for me in front." Carlos's knife is in the quilt bag, and he has already begun to be vigilant. This driver has the aura of someone who has killed someone. He has learned breathing training The five senses are particularly sensitive at this time.

The driver didn't answer, just locked the windows.

Carlos calmed down quickly, or he was never nervous.

Without shouting, just looking at the road outside the window——

It would be bad if we got lost later.