deformed bone

"you are too tired."

Reed observed Calvin's face and said.

"It's exhausting—you've got a lot going on these days," he added right away.

The sunlight from the window streamed in and hit Reid's face. The golden-white sunlight accurately cut the man's handsome and deep face into two halves, the male and female. The cheek under the sunlight was as white as marble, embedded in the eye The pupils in Reid turned a subtle, almost transparent azure color, but this also made Reed's dark pupils stand out--that eye was like some kind of reptile's eye.And the eye pupil immersed in the shadow is shining with a completely different deep dark green, swamp, emerald or abyss, the circle of green looks magnificent and fantastic, it is more mysterious than a human eye Handicrafts made from beetle wings in the Eastern Kingdom.

These are a pair of inorganic, cold eyes, without any emotion that can be called soft or beautiful.

"..."

Calvin suddenly opened his eyes wide.

And at this moment, Reid looked worriedly at his head, and the pair of devil eyes that Calvin saw before disappeared instantly, replaced by the appearance of the man Calvin was familiar with.

Things happened so quickly that even Calvin was in a daze, wondering if something was wrong with him...

That hallucination, let's call it that, made Calvin's heart tremble involuntarily.

"Maybe, but I can't escape it, can I?"

Calvin said in a trance.

"I want to go to Pastor Crow's house first. He is already a senior pastor of the Adventist sect. I think there should be a lot of materials we want there." Calvin said.

He stood up from his seat, and at this moment, a gust of wind blew the pages of the Bible on the table that Reed was flipping through before.A pen gurgles off the side of the Bible and rolls over the edge of the table.

Calvin unconsciously glanced at the table, his whole body froze suddenly.

On the densely packed pages, there are a few pages clearly written with a few crooked letters——

【run】

【escape】

【It is... digesting... camouflaging...】

Calvin felt as if something extremely gloomy and cold was wriggling under his skin.

Those lines of letters were crooked and distorted like the first masterpiece of a nursery child after getting a crayon. The handwriting was heavy, and some strokes had even scratched the paper. The slightly open scratches covered the smooth pages. Going part-time is like some kind of wound.

Long, festering wounds.

[Run away, Calvin is it, it is digesting us and pretending to be us, run away—]

Calvin wished he had been a little stupider, or less sensitive.

He didn't want to see clearly the meaning expressed in those painful and twisted handwriting.

However, many things in this world are counterproductive.

"Calvin? Wait, your face is so ugly..."

Calvin vaguely heard Reed's question.

It wasn't until the man hugged him that he realized that his body was shaking just now.

"I……"

Calvin turned his head and stared at Reed's... no, "it" face.

It was still such a familiar breath, but this time Calvin was able to keenly detect the unusually subtle ailments under the disguise.

This is not Reid, but "Red Deer".

But after experiencing a terrible expulsion, "Red Deer" seemed to have lingering fears about Calvin's ability. "Red Deer" has become wiser and more cunning.Before, he just squeezed the rest of his personality to the bottom of his consciousness, but this time, he chose to devour.

Devour, and then digest and extract those personality memories and traits into his own mask bit by bit.

That's why Calvin saw the shadows of Fogg, Virgil and Histu in Reed.

And all of this is the source of his faint resistance to the man in front of him deep in his heart.

In just a short moment, Calvin had already thought through everything thoroughly.Yes, his increasingly strong intuition seemed to have realized everything in the dark, just waiting for him to get rid of that faint layer of confusion.But that doesn't mean Calvin wasn't bewildered and disturbed...and terrified.

"Calvin?!"

"Reed" became more and more anxious. He waved his fingers in front of Calvin's eyes, trying to draw Calvin's gaze back to himself.

"I'm fine. Just a little hypoglycemic."

Calvin really didn't know how he did it.

He was actually able to pretend to be calm, and he was able to squeeze out a weak smile at "Red Deer".

"Really, like you said, there's just so much going on these days."

"But……"

"Reed" frowned slightly.

As if he sensed something, he suddenly looked behind him. The broken Bible on the table was spread out there, and the three bright red twisted letters "Escape" were extremely conspicuous on the torn paper.

After seeing the "Red Deer" discover the Bible, Calvin's nerves were stretched to the limit.

He instinctively wanted to cover the Bible, but "Red Deer" was one step ahead of him. He grabbed the book first, and then browsed with a smile.

"Red Deer" glanced across the pages of the book, while Calvin kept staring at him.

To Calvin's surprise, when he saw the handwriting that had been drawn out after countless struggles, "Red Deer" appeared very plain.

"Is there something in here that makes you feel bad? Sorry, I should have thought, you probably don't want to touch this stuff."

"Red Deer" also seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere when he and Calvin snatched the Bible was a bit subtle. At this moment, he deliberately used a light and begging tone.

A trace of doubt quickly passed through Calvin's heart.

During the brief interaction just now, he was always on high alert. He would not miss any expressions and emotions of "Red Deer", but from the beginning to the end, "Red Deer" behaved extraordinarily...ordinary.

It was as usual as if he hadn't noticed the handwriting that gave away the truth at all.

"When I was very young, my mother used to tell me some Bible stories. At that time, she was not crazy enough to believe in a cult that was created out of thin air."

Calvin was lying with difficulty.

"The me just now was inevitably a little hurt by the scene."

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

said the Red Deer.

Calvin couldn't miss the fleeting look of suspicion in his eyes.

He could... really not see the writing at all.

Calvin's heart was beating wildly. This idea was very tempting, but on the other hand, it was too beautiful for Calvin to fully believe.Is it because other personalities blocked his perception of those handwriting in the body of "Red Deer"?Or was the "red stag" just setting a trap for Calvin?

Calvin didn't want to dwell on it.

But no matter what, he could be sure that the man in front of him who had cuddled with him and exchanged vows was just a monster, a pretender.

And whether Calvin is willing or not, he must cooperate with him to continue this clumsy tender scene again.

Thinking of how "Red Deer" had no scruples about sexing himself before, Calvin trembled reflexively.Immediately afterwards, the sound of "caring" from "Red Deer" rang in Calvin's ears.

"You're worrying me a little bit."

Just as Calvin had been watching the Red Deer, so the Red Deer never took his attention away from Calvin.

"Look, you're shaking," he added.

This guy has figured out that I might be hiding something from him, Calvin thought.

But on the surface, his disguise has become natural.

"You hurt my wound a little just now..." Halfway through the speech, Calvin probably lowered his tone as a hint, and his wings flapped lightly on his back, "Well, if Virgilis comes back , I will teach him a lesson."

The eyes of "Red Deer" fell on the mottled marks on Calvin's body, his cheeks flushed slightly (as if he was really embarrassed by it), but then he lowered his head and dropped a piece on Calvin's arm. kiss.

"Let me say sorry for him in advance."

He said.

It was supposed to be a comforting kiss full of tenderness and tenderness, but after discovering that he was not Reed but "Red Deer", the touch of the other party's lips was like the letter of a poisonous snake, which made Calvin feel a chill.

Calvin restrained his instinct and slowly withdrew his hand. He calmly moved his body away from the arms of "Red Deer".

"I think we still have to focus on business, and I mean, it's not an easy situation we're going to face."

Calvin seemed to be concentrating on flipping through Pastor Crowe's things.

As of this time... the priest lying in Smith's house is probably completely dead.According to this statement, these things can already be said to be relics.

Calvin tried to keep his thoughts far away rather than on the man behind him—a good way to keep himself from breaking down.

"Crack..."

As expected, under Calvin's fiddling, a key rolled out of Priest Crowe's wallet.

As if to cooperate with this key, at the other end of the book, "Red Deer" also took out some letters that Pastor Crowe stuffed in the briefcase.

On those letters, an address was printed squarely.

"According to the regulations, Pastor Crowe's residence should be the pastor's apartment assigned to him by the Adventist Church. I always thought it would be a bit troublesome to create it without permission. After all, the place where he lives is probably also the collective residence of the Adventist Church members, but this... ..."

"Red Deer" waved the letter in his hand towards Calvin, and sneered sarcastically: "Obviously, our Pastor Crowe is not such a quiet person. This address is not something that an ordinary pastor can afford House of."

"It's not a house that will be used as a priest's apartment."

Calvin took the conversation subconsciously.

As soon as the words fell, he was in a daze... Since when did he have such a tacit understanding with "Red Deer"?