deformed bone

Calvin's breath caught.From the point of view of the red deer (of course, we should call him Reed by now), the cold mask of Calvin's face cracked like a clam shell opening to reveal the soft and juicy flesh inside. Again, his appearance gave Red Deer a feeling akin to thirst.

Of course, he suppressed the burning desire to lick his nerves, and he performed well in front of Calvin.

Calvin didn't notice anything...maybe.

Calvin was in confusion, and Reed's words really shook his heart.His relationship with Moses was pleasant, and Calvin couldn't deceive his heart, but that wasn't a real dog, that was Virgil's personality.Calvin knew that something was wrong, even pathological.The reason why he was able to show a relaxed side in front of Moses was precisely because Moses was a good dog trapped in a human body, but now Reid said with a smile that Calvin and Moses should have know things.

Calvin's face suddenly became gloomy, but Reed suddenly took a step back at this moment.

He waved his hand at Calvin.

"This is for Moses... You must not know how much it likes you."

Reed shrugged. At this moment, he showed a ray of helplessness that he couldn't hide too well, which more or less made him look a lot more sincere than before.

"Believe me, I don't really want to relive a dog's memory over and over with such clarity."

Calvin put the gun down silently, but he didn't put the gun in the bag but put it close to his waist.He never let go of his last guard against Reed.Reed was different from Virgil and other personalities, and Calvin couldn't accurately describe that subtle feeling in words.Rather than saying that he noticed something wrong with Reed and realized that this guy was not Virgil, it was better to say that the nerve in his head that governs intuition was throbbing.

Hey, this man named Reed is dangerous—his gut muttered.

Also, unlike Virgili's other personalities, Reed is a rather strong man, a man who is more masculine than all other personalities.Calvin would not deny that, after shedding Virgili's goofy lamb-like temperament, the body belonging to Virgili showed amazing masculinity under Reed's control.His slightly frivolous appearance makes people feel uncomfortable and at the same time, people can't help but be attracted to him.Calvin had no doubts that few women could resist the allure of a "dangerous playboy" like Reed.But for Calvin, Reed's appearance just made him feel extremely uncomfortable.Calvin's cold gaze dissected Reed's body like a scalpel. He was strong, tall, and muscular.

Just in case Calvin asked Reed to take off his shirt to make sure that this guy was indeed Virgil, but after so long, Reed still didn’t intend to put his clothes back on. When he was talking, Calvin could see To the twitch of the muscles under Reed's taut skin.

A deliberate show off - Calvin was pretty sure Reed did it on purpose.

It can be said that Reed is probably the type of male he hates to get along with the most. God knows how much self-control it took him not to punch Reed directly.

"I don't care how much you know about me, I think I should leave now."

Calvin suddenly felt helpless.

He really doesn't have time here to wrestle with inexplicable problems with a new personality of Virgili.He told Reed his decision firmly, and then he picked up his bag and walked towards the door, his attitude was much firmer than when Reed put him into the car.

Reed frowned and followed beside him, trying to stop him with his arms outstretched.

"Hey, hey, don't be like this, I really want to help you." He kept yelling. "I thought you were friends with that Virgili guy—"

"Go away."

"Really, Calvin, I'm not the type to just grab a guy on the street for no reason and take him to my house... oh my god that sounds so ominous... wait a minute darling , please listen to me, I want to help you!"

Calvin's hand was about to grab the doorknob, but Reed grabbed Calvin's hand tightly at this moment.Calvin subconsciously tried to twist the opponent's elbow. For ordinary people, the pain of joint dislocation is enough to make them roll on the ground and spend hours in pain.But Reed was an obvious exception, he was too strong, and between actions, he knew no worse about karate than Calvin.Calvin not only failed to attack Reed, but sent himself into Reed's arms.

"boom--"

Calvin slammed his back against the hard door, and the brass handle hit his waist so hard he nearly screamed.

And Reed caught Calvin's wrists with one hand, and Calvin had to hold his arms high like a fool, while Reed squeezed his rock-hard knee into his. Between the thighs (this is where Calvin's attempt to hit Reed's "Little Reed" also fails).

The bodies of the two of them were tightly twisted together in a rather intimate, or awkward position.Reed's body was quite scorching hot, and his heat even passed to Calvin continuously through the material of his clothes.

Reed exuded the smell of citrus and green grass, probably some kind of high-end male body wash or perfume left on his skin. This fragrance poured into Calvin's nostrils continuously, bringing a A rather embarrassing illusion of intimacy.

Now Calvin really regrets why he didn't directly shoot Reid with a gun before.

"You better let me go."

He raised his head and stared coldly at Reed.

There was a rattling sound from his bones and joints—although the two seemed motionless, both Calvin and Reed knew that he was exerting force.

The muscles on Reed's arms were tense, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on that handsome face.

"If I let you go, you'd kill me. I'm not that stupid."

Calvin's feeling was made worse by Reed's slight breathlessness as he spoke to himself.

"If you weren't stupid, you shouldn't have called my attention in the first place."

Calvin said he watched Reed's neck, his teeth itching slightly.

His teachers told him that human teeth are actually one of the most useful weapons——

And at this moment, Reed suddenly spoke.

"There is a very evil force around you. The reason why you are still here is because the soul of the dead is protecting you. Let me see... I think he should be your elder, your relative."

Calvin's struggling strength subconsciously relaxed for a moment after Reed's words.

And Reed went on.

"You still have a strong aura on you. When I saw you on the street, you had an inhuman smell on you. You just broke into an area that doesn't belong to the human world, and then you were released again. come out."

Calvin's struggle really stopped this time.

His heart beat faster.

That strange restaurant and the old man who looks like Dr. Holden sitting at the entrance of the restaurant, and he went from a city center to a wealthy suburban area with beautiful scenery in just one turn...

Calvin didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

He looked at Reed in shock, not knowing whether the other party was talking nonsense or...

"Did I not tell you who I am?"

The wry smile on Reed's face deepened, and his breath blew on Calvin's face.

"I do not care."

Calvin said.

"You should care, really, I can help you," Reed stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his bright red lips, "Fogg is a doctor, Moses is a dog, and I... I am a mystic scholar - ouch -"

Calvin's relaxation of resistance before gave Reed a certain illusion, and he also relaxed his imprisonment on Calvin.And now, Calvin directly pulled out his hand and punched Reed in the face.

The poor "astrologer" let out a scream and let go of Calvin in an instant.

"I don't like people getting too close to me."

Calvin rubbed his wrist, staring coldly at Reed, whose face was wrinkled in pain.

"I don't really like your disguise either."

Calvin continued.

Reed's face, hidden behind his palms, suddenly turned cold, and his eyes sank, turning a rather gloomy dark green.

"...Although you have been trying your best to appear flirtatious and glib, your acting skills are really bad."

Calvin drew out the gun from his waist, pointed the gun at Reed with one hand, and pressed the doorknob with the other hand.

"You should thank Virgil," Calvin said softly, "otherwise you would be dead by now."

Reed lowered his hand slowly.

He stood quietly in front of Calvin, no playboy smile on his face anymore.

"You won't kill me. Because you know what I say is true."

Reed stared at Calvin's pale face.

"Tell me what happened to you, I really just want to help you."

"To believe that a man who has been trying to deceive me will help me? Do I look that stupid, Mr. 'Emanuel Swedenborg'?"

Reed let out a long sigh.

"You can also choose not to believe me, Calvin, but what happened to you...don't you really want to know an answer?"

Reed looked straight at Calvin, he said.

Calvin was silent.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

……

After a brief stalemate, Calvin flicked his gun.

He slowly lowered his gun.

"What exactly do you know?"

He and Reid looked at each other, and spoke slowly word by word.

Reed's eyes suddenly glowed like will-o'-the-wisps in a cemetery.