[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

"I'm sorry, but Charlene, you are the root of everything."

Matthew looked at the girl tenderly: "I'm in your dream now, everything you see here, except me, everything else is caused by your ability."

"My ability leads to?"

Charlene couldn't fully understand Matthew's words. Hearing this, she said in horror: "Could it be that I subconsciously yearn for these things that I can't watch when I'm not full? But I usually don't like watching bloody horror movies at all, and I hate listening to boys in my class discussing them. The adult movie we watched together last night, let alone thinking about Aunt Serena’s cheating. There must be something wrong! How could the real me—”

"The real you are certainly not a bad girl who likes bloody violence and delusions of familiar people doing immoral things."

Matthew comforted Charlene seriously: "You have a special ability to see other people's dreams within a certain range."

"Huh? I actually have superpowers?"

Charlene was surprised and delighted: "Then can I go to New York to find Professor X to participate in the training of the Men? I think my ability should be a very powerful ability if I can use it in the right place. Maybe I can become a small town heroes. Supergirl, super Charlene, super…”

"Charlene, you must stay here, you can't go anywhere."

Matthew interrupted Charlene's excited monologue, and told the girl helplessly: "Your abilities are special abilities, not superpowers."

"Is there a difference?"

Charlene looked at Matthew in puzzlement.

Matthew: "The superpowers generally recognized by the public are abilities caused by genetic mutations, which are controllable after specific training. Compared with superpowers, the situation of special abilities is much more complicated.

They are often of unknown origin, dangerous and difficult to control.As for you, Charlene... What you have now is an ability that is completely out of your control, and you know nothing about it, but it will continue to grow over time, become more and more dangerous, and eventually threaten the entire world. "

"grow up?"

The girl was startled.

She still couldn't fully understand Matthew's words, but she extracted a frightening possibility from Matthew's words: "My special ability is not caused by genetic mutation, it is uncontrollable, dangerous, and will grow over time. Big...is it...a living thing?!"

"Yes……"

Matthew nodded.

Charlene was shocked when she heard this.

For a moment, all kinds of absurd rumors that I had heard since I was a child came to my mind, and the girl was so scared that she blurted out: "I was parasitized by a monster?!"

"This thing isn't strictly a monster."

Matthew spoke with mixed truth and falsehood.

He hoped that the girl would realize the seriousness of the problem as soon as possible and take the initiative to take measures.

only--

Knowing that there is indeed some unknown thing parasitic in the body, Charlene's mood is even worse.

She yearns for a superhero and doesn't want to be a monster, let alone being parasitized by unknown things.

This feeling is too bad!

so bad that-

"Matthew, what's in my body?" she asked uneasily and irritably.

"Yes--"

Matthew didn't know how to explain the existence of Mengvortex, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

Seeing this, the girl became more and more sure that the parasite in her body was a disgusting monster, and subconsciously grabbed Matthew's arm: "You are a magician, you have a way to get this thing out, right?"

"I'm sorry...I..."

"I don't care! I don't want to be a monster! I don't want to be a disgrace to the town!"

The girl cried out anxiously.

She is an illegitimate daughter without a father. She grew up in a conservative town, and she was inevitably ridiculed by the bastard who had a grudge against Old Pete and her peers who didn't know the importance of the bastard, and took the opportunity to insult her mother, grandpa, and grandma.

Therefore, she desperately longs to be a hero, and hopes that one day everyone in the town will mention her name with a tone of respect and longing.

result--

"Why did you do this to me! What did I do wrong! Is it the fault of my mother and me to be an illegitimate child?"

The girl broke down, holding Matthew and crying loudly: "I don't want to become a monster! I don't want to be hated, I..."

"I'm an orphan."

Matthew hugged the collapsed Charlene, and comforted him softly: "I am an orphan without a father or mother. The nanny found me abandoned at the door of the church, and my adoptive parents adopted me. They treated me very well, but I... I said that I am a magician, once the magician's talent is awakened, it will bring disaster to those around him..."

"My God!"

Charlene was stunned.

At the last second, she thought she was the poorest girl in the world, but at this moment, she just wanted to comfort Matthew and tell him: "You are not alone, although you have no parents, but you have friends and many people Willing to love you. Just like me, although I don’t have a father, and my mother has been unconscious all the time, most people in the small town treat me very well, they... wait a minute!"

"What's the matter?" Matthew asked.

Charlene raised her head: "I can see other people's dreams now, right?"

"Yes." Matthew said, "Your special ability allows you to see the dreams of the whole town."

"So I can see Mom's dreams, right?"

"This one……"

Matthew thought for a while, and replied cautiously: "In theory, it is so!"

"Then I might be able to know who my father is from her dream!"

Charlene said this excitedly, and turned her head to look in the direction of her mother, but the result was——

Like the townspeople, Charlene's grandfather, Pete Sr., has a curtain over his head, on which the sweet years of his youth and his wife are played coherently.

but--

There was no curtain over Charlene's mother's head.

She is not dreaming!

In other words, she has no dreams!

"What's going on? Why can't I see..."

"Sorry……"

Matthew patted the girl on the shoulder sympathetically: “Your mother’s situation is an exception.”

"is it?"

Charlene didn't believe it.

She looked at Harley, Tamamo-mae Fox, and Strange who were staying in her home. They all had curtains above their heads, but the contents played were different.

The curtain above Harry's head is occupied by colorful blocks and lines, and he is having a dream that only a madman can appreciate the beauty of.

In the dream of the fox before Yuzao, it turned into a classical oriental beauty, wearing a soft silk robe, and leaning against the arms of a handsome oriental monk. The quiet atmosphere makes people wonder whether there was any wrongdoing between the monk and the fox. well-known story.

Above Strange's head was a curtain full of snowflakes. Obviously, as the supreme mage, he was still afraid of being counted by the enemy even in his dream.

"They all have dreams, although I can't see them clearly or understand them."

Charlene said sadly, and her mood became more and more depressed: "Why is this happening! Why...why...I want...want...to save my mother..."

"Charlene, don't worry, we will find a solution to the problem sooner or later."

"But--"

"Wake up!"

Following these words, Charlene opened her eyes.

Looking at the bedroom ceiling illuminated by the moonlight, recalling everything she saw and heard in her dream, Xia Lin subconsciously hugged her legs, curled up on the bed, choked up and cried.

If all this is not just a dream...

If my body is really parasitized by monsters, I might really see other people's dreams...

Am I not a monster!

Do not! Do not!

I don't want to be a monster!

I am not a monster!

I'm not!

……

The next day, Charlene got up early, prepared breakfast for grandpa and mother, and then went to the convenience store to do things as usual.

Not long after she left, Strange and Matthew, who had woken up early, also walked out of the room.

Two magicians with rich life experience walked into the kitchen, skillfully fried eggs, hot milk, and toasted bread, and exchanged information about last night's situation by the way.

Strange was the first to ask: "Did you enter Charlene's dream?"

Matthew: "Why are you so sure?"

"Because I was going to enter Charlene's dream last night, but was blocked by a force similar to yours."

Strange looked at Matthew unhappily: "Tell me, how many secrets do you have?"

"If I knew how many secrets I have, would I still search for myself all over the world?" Matthew asked.

Strange was dumbfounded.

After washing and tearing the fresh vegetables into small pieces and putting them in the salad bowl, Strange turned on the microwave, took out the warmed milk, poured it on the cereal rings, and asked Matthew again: "Did you enter Charlene's room last night?" dream?"

"What kind of answer do you expect?"

"What do you say?"

Strange looked at Matthew: "The fate of the whole world is now in the hands of this girl! If peaceful means cannot be resolved, we—at least the Illuminati and I don't mind using extreme means to solve the problem."

"Killing her is the last option." Matthew emphasized.

Strange: "I've always held that view."

"That's fine."

Later, Matthew told Strange what he saw in Charlene's dream.

Strange heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that the dream vortex in Charlene's body could only allow Charlene to see other people's dreams and other people who could not be involved in the dream vortex could see each other's dreams.

But then, he frowned again: "There is someone at the hotel whose dream is the scene of dismemberment and murder?"

"Yes."

"This guy is most likely a perverted murderer!" Strange said. "Of course, it could just be a pervert who has a strong obsession with horror movies and a desire to imitate."

"Further investigation?"

Strange nodded.

Matthew: "Tony and Damian are currently staying in a hotel, and this matter can be handed over to them."

"Is Damian here?"

"Ah."

"Damian's dream was—"

"Damian's left and right brains sleep alternately, and the immature dream whirlpool in Charlene's body cannot see his dreams for the time being."

"oh oh!"

Strange nodded repeatedly.

They then discuss the situation of Charlene's mother, Catherine.

"It is reasonable to say that even a vegetable, as long as the brain has not completely stopped functioning, there will still be dreams. What's more, although Catherine has been in a coma for 20 years, all organs of her body maintain the vitality of a normal person. How can there be no dreams?"

Matthew slowly analyzed: "Perhaps, her dream was taken away by a higher-level power."

"Dream eater?"

Strange raised his eyebrows: "In oriental mythology, there is a creature called a tapir that can eat dreams. Of course, the tapir in the myth is not the same kind of tapir as the tapir in the zoo."

"I know, I won't—"

"I know you know, but she may not know."

Strange interrupted Matthew and pointed behind Matthew.

Matthew turned his head and saw the bleary-eyed Harley. Beside him was Tamamo-mae Fox, who was also not awake and walking staggeringly, in human form.

Seeing Matthew looking at him, the fox said guiltily, "I don't dare to bother you to support me, I want to support myself."

"Ah……"

Matthew snorted and looked at Harry: "Wake up so early?"

"Get up when you're hungry."

Harry walked to the dining table, picked up Strange's freshly soaked Cheerios with milk, took a big gulp, took another piece of fried egg from the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After finishing chewing, Harry finally stopped being so hungry. He shook his head and asked the two men, "What are you talking about? Tapirs? Eating dreams?"

"In the east, there is a strange dream-eating beast called a tapir..." Strange explained, "It is said that if the emperor had a nightmare, the magician serving the court would let the tapir eat the nightmare, A good mood to protect the emperor."

"Then why don't we go to the east and catch some tapirs to solve the problem? Since it's the dream that went wrong."

While talking, Harry picked up two sliced ​​bread sandwiched with peanut butter, cheese slices and bacon, stuffed them into his mouth and ate them.

Strange then went on to explain: "In the East, the tapir that can eat nightmares has become extinct."

"really?"

Harry couldn't believe it: "Such a miraculous creature will become extinct?"

"The more mysterious an animal is, the more fragile its ecology is, not to mention that the world has indeed changed a lot in the last 100 years."

Speaking of this, Matthew sighed, and then got back to business: "The situation of Charlene's mother, Catherine, is not so much a dream eaten by a tapir, but more like being separated from her body and soul by some kind of magical power, but because of taking her The soul of the guy—let’s call him Magician X for the time being and doesn’t want to kill her, so her body’s physiological data have remained normal so far.”

"Your assumption is very reasonable..." Strange said, "It's a pity that Old Pete doesn't fully trust us yet. We can't enter Catherine's room to observe her up close for the time being."

"You want to go into Catherine's room?" Matthew asked.

"Yes……"

Strange nodded.

Matthew thought for a while, and said to Strange: "In the afternoon, let's go into Catherine's room together."

"So sure?"

Strange looked suspicious.

Matthew: "I have my own way."

"Hypnosis? Suggestion? Or—"

"nothing dealing with you."

Matthew refuses to confess.

Strange is actually not a moral saint who cares about details. Since Matthew didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask too much. He smiled, picked up his breakfast, and planned to go to the hotel after breakfast to discuss with Tony and Damian what to do. A suspected perverted murderer living in the hotel.

Matthew also sat down and ate breakfast slowly.

……

"Strange?"

Tony Stark was sitting in the dining room absent-mindedly eating the town's special breakfast. He raised his head suddenly and saw Doctor Strange sitting opposite him. He couldn't help being pleasantly surprised: "Is the matter resolved?"

"What's the matter?"

"of course--"

Tony paused: "Have you talked to Matthew?"

"The big meal thing was a misunderstanding, and we have reconciled."

While speaking, Strange naturally picked up the sausage in front of Tony and stuffed it into his mouth.

Tony Stark: "They didn't buy you breakfast?"

Strange: "There's no sausage in Matthew's breakfast."

"All right……"

Tony was speechless, took a sip of milk, and asked, "The matter between Charlene and Old Pete—"

"It's more difficult than expected..." Strange said, "It may take some energy and time."

"That--"

Tony looked up, glanced at Damian who was sitting on the seat opposite, and the Hawaiian Japanese serial killer who looked like an ordinary abandoned house behind Damian, and complained: "Steven, you come to my place early in the morning Isn't it just for my breakfast?"

"What do you say?"

Strange, who wiped out another piece of sausage, waved his hand and asked the waiter to give him a cup of coffee with a lot of sugar, and then lowered his voice and said to Tony: "The hotel you are staying in temporarily has a very dangerous tenant, he may—"

"A serial killer's offline party will be held here soon, and many serial killers will live here."

Tony interrupted Strange, and casually pointed around: "This guy, that guy, and that old man over there...they're all serial killers with rewards from the FBI."

"what?"

Strange was stunned.

It's not that it's unbelievable that so many serial killers gathered in a small hotel, but——

"They still hold offline parties?"

"Serial murderers, especially those who take the initiative to mail provocative letters to the police, most of them have a strong desire to talk and show off. Isn't it normal to have offline parties?"

Damian walked between Tony and Strange with the food in disdain: "Stupid adults, I'm Damian!"

"I know you're Damian."

Strange looked at the little kid who was dragged to the sky with a speechless expression: "Didn't you cause any trouble last night?"

"In your eyes, I am the image of a brat who gets into trouble all day long?"

Damian was a little unhappy.

Tony then said skillfully, "Damian, Steven is here to ask you to prove something."

"whats the matter?"

Hearing that the supreme mage asked for himself, Damian's mood suddenly became much brighter.

Tony: "He wants to know what's going on with the upcoming offline party of serial killers."

"why?"

"because--"

"Because Charlene saw someone in the hotel dreaming about dismembering a corpse in her dream." Strange said, "She felt uneasy because of this, and uneasiness and fear would speed up the growth of the dream whirlpool."

"so--"

"Killing her is the last option, but if there is any possibility of a peaceful solution to the whole matter, you should try it."

Strange said with a little helplessness.

He is not a saint, but killing an innocent girl for the sake of world peace is really——

"Okay, I'll tell you what I know..."

Damian ate his salad and began to tell about murder forums and offline parties of murderers.

at the same time--

A corner of the restaurant.

A man with a gentle appearance suddenly reached out and clamped his companion's wrist: "Hakkari, you have been staring at the waiter's neck just now, did you make a mistake?"

"I--"

Hearing this, the pale, tall and thin man with the pseudonym "Hakale" panicked and panicked: "I just forgot to take my medicine in the morning, and I was a little unconscious just now. I know the rules, and I will never break them during the party." Things! Trust me, Johns."

"Really?"

The man with the pseudonym "Johns" showed suspicion, and whispered threats: "I heard that the FBI got in on this party, so it could be you?"

"Johns! How can you doubt me! It's not the first time I—"

"You were arrested by the police last year and locked up for a whole month, maybe you became an insider for the FBI at that time!"

"But--"

"No but! Your recent behavior is really abnormal! I can no longer trust you!"

"No!"

Seeing him doubting himself, "Hakale" was so anxious that the back of his hand burst out with veins: "I have committed so many things, how can I cooperate with the cops! Even if I want to cooperate, the cops won't believe me! They will just lock me up." Get up, and then find someone to look like me and sneak into our party!"

"What you said makes sense."

"Johns" let go of "Hakkari"'s hand, and asked in a low voice, "Among the people attending this party, who do you think is most likely to be the FBI's eyeliner?"

"I have no idea……"

"really do not know?"

"Johns" showed a ferocious look again: "Since you are a piece of trash who doesn't know anything, I might as well kill you now! Then tell them that the FBI's eyeliner has been caught, and everyone can communicate with each other with confidence." !"

"Johns! You can't do this to me!"

"Hakkari" turned pale with fright, and blurted out: "I am your proud student!"

"Yes, you are my student?"

"Johns" said indifferently: "But it is also because you are my student that I should kill you all the more."

"why?"

"Because if I do this, no one will suspect that I killed the wrong one!"

"you--"

"Hakkari" understood the methods of "Johns". Seeing his tough attitude, he realized that there was a high probability that he would die. He smiled and said, "If you kill me, your real identity will be in the world." Exposed on the world network!"

"is it?"

"Johns" asked back: "What method are you going to use to announce my true identity to the world! If the first stop you prepare for me is an ordinary stage, I will be very disappointed."

"you!"

"Hakale" was angry and resentful, grabbed the table knife and tried to poke the opponent's eyes, but "Johns" had been prepared, and took the opportunity to wipe the medicine on his wrist when he grabbed his wrist in the name of suspicion. on his skin.

Now, the medicine has been fully absorbed by the skin, "Hakkari" can't use his hands at all, and his eyes are blurred.

"you you……"

Realizing that he had been tricked by the other party from the very beginning, "Hakkari" sweated wildly on his forehead. He struggled to stand up, but was supported by "Johns" and said to the waiter: "My companion's body is broken." I'm not feeling well, can you call an ambulance?"

"Hold on!"

The waiter was so frightened that he quickly called an ambulance.

Everyone else in the restaurant also spontaneously gave up space so that “Johns” could help “Hakkari” out, except——

Damian, Strange and Tony Stark.