[Comprehensive] So you are such New York

Of course Ji Jiu understood that that man could not be John.

The light cast a gray shadow on his face, which is the treatment of people who are really alive.

But she still couldn't help being surprised at the similarity between the two, so she couldn't control the voice that came out of her mouth.

The man didn't respond at first, but his subordinate gave Ji Jiu a puzzled look, and then he followed his reputation, his brows and eyes were full of indifference.

This feeling is very strange, even though he knew that he was a complete stranger in front of him, when he met those light gray-blue eyes, Ji Jiu still felt his heart hit by something, and then he started beating violently.

She almost held her breath subconsciously, twitching the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, not knowing how to explain.

The man raised his eyebrows, lowered his voice, and had a condescending smile on his face: "You're not calling me, are you?"

Ji Jiu shook his head quickly.

He retracted his gaze in satisfaction, and walked to the door neatly: "What time is it now, Drake?"

The footsteps of the two gradually moved away, and the sudden oppressive feeling disappeared.Ji Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, lay down on the table dejectedly, and buried her face in her arms.

…Oops, she's already missing John.

The meal was not very pleasant.Of course, when a person is under house arrest, it is impossible to feel happy anyway.

Ji Jiu planned to continue walking downstairs, but the guard reminded her that it was time for a checkup: "The doctor will go to your room to change your dressing soon."

Ji Jiu had no choice but to go back to the seventh floor.

It didn't take long for the doctor to come. He was a kind-looking middle-aged man. After re-bandaging, he comforted her: "It's recovering well, don't worry."

Ji Jiu responded, and asked with a smile: "Does the doctor live here too? How can I find you if something happens?"

The doctor looked out the door subconsciously, and laughed dryly: "Just notify the guards outside, they will help you." After speaking, he quickly grabbed his first-aid kit and hurried out of the room.

These people's mouths are really tight.

Looking at the re-closed door, Ji Jiu pouted, sat down at the table and began to sort out the information at hand.

When the doctor came just now, someone else brought her bag.Both the mobile phone and the talisman paper were taken away, but the information obtained from Strack was still intact inside.

Did they really want her to continue her research?

Ji Jiu wasn't sure what Moriarty was thinking, but out of selfishness, she couldn't help but read the content in the materials.

Sterak's original idea was to use the ability of ghosts to possess, and create an army that could never be killed.In short, once the ghost soldier is defeated, he can immediately possess another body to continue fighting.

But later he discovered that not every ghost can possess a body, and it takes a lot of energy to change bodies constantly, so only fixing to one body is the most economical way.

So he successively studied various methods of possession and methods of fixing the soul, and compared how to stimulate the ability of the experimental subject to a greater extent under different methods.And of all his experiments, Dave was the most successful.

Ji Jiu looked through Dave's information, although it was incomplete, but fortunately the main information was still there.

As mentioned above, Dave only uses the body of an ordinary person, but it is better than his own otaku's physical fitness, so he is more able to exert his superpowers.However, as time went by, the body that had been eroded by Yin Qi inevitably began to show signs of decay. Although they used various methods to slow down this change, they could not completely eradicate it.

That's why Dave became like that later on.And the solution Ji Jiu saw in the laboratory was developed to slow down the body's decay process.

One page of information explained the preparation process of the solution in great detail, but Ji Jiu returned the chemistry to her high school teacher a long time ago, and she couldn't understand the principle after reading it for a long time, but she knew very well that this kind of thing would not cure the symptoms after all. Cure the root cause - it is impossible for a dead body to come back to life anyway.

People live because the energy in the body has reached a certain balance.Theoretically speaking, when a person becomes a ghost after death, most of the energy dissipates with the death of the body, and only a small part remains.We usually call that part of energy consciousness, and in literary terms, miss.

If that consciousness or longing is strong enough, the energy of the ghost will also increase, and it will only have the ability to touch objects to a certain extent.

It is often said that the body is a container, and the consciousness of the contents becomes a ghost after death.So in turn, how to get a suitable container while only having the contents?And this container cannot be eroded by the yin energy of the soul, that is, to achieve a balance of yin and yang.

Create an indestructible body of King Kong?It sounds convenient, quick and worry-free, but how to make it?Who will make it?

So let the energy of the soul be strengthened again, surpassing the limit of being able to touch the real thing, and even realizing it, just like Halloween?The question is who or what should provide this energy, and to what extent?

Ji Jiu felt that she would be able to write a thesis if she continued to analyze it like this. Maybe she should apply for a degree in theology in a related direction, and discuss it with her teachers and classmates.

After reading the information over and over again, the time passed quickly.

Sitting for too long, she really felt a little sore in her back, but when she felt the pain in her abdomen, Ji Jiu suddenly realized a problem - it seems that it's time for the aunt to come again?

I rushed into the bathroom to see, sure enough.

This should not be so obvious in other seasons, but winter has not yet passed, and it is now the coldest January in New York.

Although the heating here is sufficient, the aunt is still aggressive, and the pain is unambiguous.Ji Jiu was woken up by the pain in the middle of the night, and couldn't help curling up in a ball under the blanket, and couldn't fall asleep after that.

She bit her lip tightly, closed her eyes, and couldn't hear anything in her ears.There was no light in the room, and the darkness surged up from the ground like a tide, and the loneliness that had been suppressed in my heart suddenly expanded like never before.

She thought, this is probably her state in the winter for a long time to come.

John will be leaving soon, and no one will knock on her door in the middle of the night to inquire, and no one will boil brown sugar water and hand it to her.

No matter how painful or helpless she is in the future, she must face it alone.

Ji Jiu lay down for a long time, until he regained some strength before he decided to get out of bed and ask for some hot water.

Like yesterday, she was always followed by guards when she went out.But today's one waited outside after she entered the restaurant and didn't follow her in.

The hall was brightly lit, and the clock showed that it was past seven o'clock, and it should be dawn outside.

Ji Jiu asked for a cup of hot water and waited weakly on the bar counter, her abdomen started to hurt like needles, she wished she could roll herself into a ball, it would probably make her feel a lot better.

Fortunately, the waiter brought hot water quickly. She drank half of the cup in one go and was resting with her eyes closed when she suddenly heard a familiar low-pitched male voice not far away.

However, Ji Jiu didn't hear exactly what he wanted, and when he was struggling to open his eyes, he happened to see him tilt his head, as if he was a little surprised by her presence: "Oh..." He glanced at her, the corner of his mouth curled up. With a slightly subtle arc, "Are you okay?"

Ji Jiu shook his head weakly, and simply buried his face in his arms.

She is actually not good at all, if she looks at such a similar face again, it will definitely be even worse.

The man didn't ask any more questions, and said casually: "You need a doctor." Immediately, the sound of a spoon colliding with the wall of the cup sounded from the next door, and the aroma of coffee wafted up.

Ji Jiu couldn't help but turn his face sideways again, the overhead light of the restaurant was falling from behind them, illuminating the man's side face.

He was wearing a dark gray shirt, a black vest, and his hair was meticulously styled.Although they have almost the same face, compared to John, this person feels harder and colder. There seem to be many shadows hidden in the light gray-blue eyes, and even when he smiles, it seems that there is no deep meaning.

He picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, his eyes fell on the book in his hand, his face was expressionless, and he looked very similar to John at the moment.

Ji Jiu hesitated for a moment, straightened up and asked, "Sir, may I know your name?"

The man stopped drinking coffee, looked her up and down, and then replied, "Hobbs."

Such a familiar surname... Moriarty just mentioned a name yesterday. "Wild Hobbs is your...?"

Before he finished speaking, the lights in the restaurant flickered suddenly, the large chandelier shook violently, and there were loud noises from the ceiling.

Ji Jiu was startled, and suddenly turned around.Hobbs put down the coffee cup, frowned and showed a somewhat annoyed expression: "I even followed here."

He didn't know when he had an extra gun in his hand, and when he turned around, he shot at the ceiling without warning.Accompanied by a fierce roar, a shadow fell to the ground, landing on all fours like an animal.

It was a person, to be precise, it used to be a person.He was wearing a blood-stained prison uniform, his stomach was swollen, and he vomited from his mouth from time to time.

The male ghost lay on the ground, staring at Hobbs ferociously, but Hobbs didn't seem to see him at all, and continued to ask the ceiling: "Why don't you come out and let me see you?"

Ji Jiu glanced at him in fear, then looked at the ghost not far away, and couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Hobbs, he...he is under the ceiling."

Hobbs' complexion changed slightly, his gaze swept across the ceiling quickly, and when it landed on Ji Jiu's face again, he probed a little more: "You..." He squinted his eyes, his expression made him look dangerous And sexy, "You are Moriarty's guest."

This is an affirmation.

Ji Jiu was noncommittal, but the most urgent issue right now was the ghost.She didn't want to be involved in strange things at this time.

"Anyway, can you tell me what happened?"

Before Hobbs could answer, the ghost in prison uniform roared and rushed forward.Ji Jiu raised his right hand subconsciously, and quickly drew a talisman in midair. The ghost bumped into the transparent barrier unexpectedly, making a loud collision sound, and the air was also turbulent, creating a violent airflow.

Damn, it's hard to do it without a talisman if it's so powerful, and the person who is entangled hasn't said anything yet, should she do it?

Ji Jiu fell into unreasonable entanglement, and looked at Hobbs again with resentment: "Excuse me..."

Hobbs suddenly hooked his mouth, and stretched out his arms to catch her into his arms: "Help me solve this problem." As he spoke, he half embraced her like a small animal and jumped away from the bar.

With a bang, a big hole was smashed into the place where they were originally sitting in the blink of an eye.

The dust was flying from behind, Ji Jiu stared up at Hobbs with wide eyes, opened his mouth, but suddenly forgot what to say.

The man's light gray-blue eyes stared at her intently, as if hiding the starlight in the entire night sky.She couldn't tell who this person was, her heart was pounding.

"Fix it, I can do you a favor."

As if tempting, the familiar male voice slowed down and whispered in her ear.

The author has something to say: Ji Jiu looked dazed again.