The Demon King smashed his brain

Before NO.13 hugged Di Jiangwen, he had already reached out and took away the pen on the table, and at this moment, without any warning, he stabbed into the side of the doctor's neck.

He didn't hesitate to move, didn't stop, and the position of the poke was very precise, an ordinary person would undoubtedly die.

He pulled out the pen, and didn't wait for Di Jiangwen to die, knowing that he couldn't wait.

The youth's eyes were still red, and he was still speaking inexplicable words.

"Forgive me, doctor, I want a dog that suits me so badly."

After speaking, he made a strange gesture towards Di Jiangwen.

He made a gesture of three with his hand, and then retracted one of his fingers, making the number two.

Di Jiangwen fell on the table, staring at him intently, and then the whole consulting room began to twist. The next moment, NO.13 stood in the corridor again, holding a pen in his hand.

There was only one light on his head, and the corridor was still in the pattern of turning off one light after another. He glanced timidly at the shadows around him, put the pen in his shirt pocket, and the red pen was blurred out. , like blood.

The corridor on the second floor still has an end. He stood at the stairs, thinking about where he should go next.

Before he came to a conclusion, the sound of hurried footsteps came from upstairs, he looked up and saw No. [-] running down with No. [-], his face was bloodless, and his eyes were filled with fear.

When they saw No.13 standing at the top of the stairs, they yelled loudly, probably thinking that he was some kind of humanoid monster, and were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were torn apart, and then they realized that this was a person they knew.

No. [-] was anxious and angry. He clenched No. [-]'s hand sorely. No. [-] held back his silence. His chest heaved violently a few times. He looked back upstairs and realized that those monsters would not chase down the stairs. , I was relieved.

"You...why are you, here?"

He spoke intermittently, and it could be seen that the two of them ran for a round just now, and they were still out of breath.

"That's me, I came over there."

NO.13 said.

On the 13st, he saw that he was fully dressed, exactly the same as before, except that his body was splashed with blood, and at the same time, he noticed that his eye sockets were reddish, and felt that he must have encountered something. A century has passed, and the corridor is only so long. It is impossible for NO.[-] to simply walk from one end to the other. The time is wrong.

"We, what do we do now?"

There was a tear in Number Five's voice.

No. [-] wants to go back to the gate on the first floor. He said before that he would meet up, but judging by the current situation, half of the people who can survive are considered good. Besides, who can say where the safest place is in this ghost place? of?

So he sat down directly against the wall and said, "Let's rest for a while."

No. 13 sat down next to him, and No. [-] sat down a little distance away from them.

"What about the rest?"

NO.13 Ask.

No. [-] and No. [-] were obviously not in the same group before, but they are together now.

If it was purely separated, that would be fine, but obviously not now.

When No. [-] heard this question, the tears that could barely be stopped fell again, and No. [-] hurried to coax them, and then said: "...they are dead."

They didn't even leave their names, only a few cold digital codes. They had already died once, and if they experienced death here again, they might just be out of their wits.

No. 13, who was acting alone, obviously didn't know what happened just now. At this time, No. [-] felt that he was really lucky, and whispered about the previous encounter.

The two teams did go separately at first, but they were attacked by monsters and fled in all directions. They didn't even know where they went.

No. [-] had tattoos on his face and was a big guy. No. [-] thought he could be useful, but he was just a piece of meat in front of those monsters.

No. [-] and No. [-] ran separately. During the period, he hid in the cabinet in the operating room to avoid the monster, covering his mouth and nose for fear of letting out any breath. He waited for a long time until he was sure it was safe outside before crawling out, and then Seeing the upper half of No. [-]'s corpse lying on the operating table, it took him almost all his life's stamina to hold back his screams.

It was by chance that I met No. [-]. She was also running at the time, and she was covered with blood. When she saw him, she burst into tears. Surprised and angry, No. [-] pulled her over and covered her mouth, for fear that he would cry. The sound attracted the monster, and almost choked people out of breath.

No. [-] spoke briefly, only the general plot, and these details would naturally not be revealed, and the atmosphere around him when he stayed with No. [-] seemed to be more than just a coincidence when he ran away for his life.

But NO.13 didn't seem to notice, or was not interested in their relationship, he asked, "What kind of monster?"

"...I can't describe it."

Even if it could be described, No. [-] didn't want to say it.

Recalling the previous scene is like going through those terrible encounters again. Just the picture emerges in the mind, and the heart will beat non-stop because of the fear.

"What about you?" he asked. "What happened to you?"

He really couldn't figure it out, why was this person so "calm and relaxed"?

"It should be some kind of illusion. I walked and found that I was in the consulting room, and then..." NO.13 lowered his eyes, "I finally came out."

When I saw him on the [-]st, I felt uncomfortable.

NO.13 does not mean to describe in detail, so they are actually the same.

The air suddenly fell silent, No. [-] felt heavy, and after a while, he said: "Actually, besides monsters, we also met people just now."

The people he mentioned naturally did not refer to them as "players".

It was a doctor in a white coat. They were chased by monsters. No. [-] didn't die at that time, but sprained his ankle. They hid in the next room and found out that it was the doctor's office.

The doctor was sitting at his desk at that time, and there was even a cup of steaming coffee next to him, which was out of tune with this eerie environment.

Suddenly a big living person appeared, they were naturally vigilant, but the doctor didn't do anything to them, and even gently handed No. [-] a bottle of medicated oil and asked her to rub her ankles, saying that it would make her feel better.

Regardless, it did make them less wary.

No. [-] hesitated several times, and finally asked tentatively, asking Di Jiangwen's identity, and asking him if he knew how to escape from here.

The doctor actually replied gently, saying that if he fled here, he would obtain the ownership of the hospital. As for how to obtain it, he would kill the director.

Even if they came to this kind of place, they usually abide by the law. Suddenly they heard that they were going to kill people, but before they could react, they heard the doctor say that the dean was him.

What that said meant that they had to kill him before they could leave.

Everyone was terrified in their hearts, and they were in doubt. When they saw the doctor, he was still calm, with a smile on his face.

No. 13 stopped here, No. [-] waited for a long time but didn't see him speak, and asked, "And then?"

"Did you kill him?"

He asked this question so naturally, that No. [-]'s heart skipped a beat. When he looked up, he looked calm. That feeling had a subtle overlap with that of the doctor.

"you……"

"Killed?"

NO.13 Asking, like a curious child.

"……killed."

Number One's voice trembled a little.

It was indeed killed. The doctor had no strength to resist when facing a group of them. The first person to attack was number three. Pushed by an invisible trend, the brain is manipulated, as if it has become another person.

No. [-] felt strange at the time. If the other party said that, it meant that someone would kill him. What is this for?

Then he understood that this was to make them fall into deeper despair.

The blood-stained corpse of the doctor was lying on the ground, and more monsters appeared, disappearing in the twisted shadows, so that they could only flee around in a panic.

They had obviously killed the doctor, but the situation had gotten worse. They didn't even have the time to think about whether there was only one person who could finally obtain the ownership of the hospital, and they still needed to kill each other.

"Maybe that doctor is the mastermind behind the scenes. He may not be dead at all, but just tricking us! I can hear it, his voice is exactly the same as that radio!!"

Number one trembled more and more.

"I don't think this should be a dead end."

NO.13 said in a low voice.

"If the situation is one-sided, then this game is very boring for the setter, so he should not play such an unfair game."

"……What do you mean?"

"I mean, there are certain places in this hospital that may drop key items."

No. 13 sharp-eyed saw half of the pen in his pocket. No. [-] noticed her gaze and took out the previous pen from his pocket. The nib and body of the pen were stained red.

"Oh, this is not," he said, "this is just a souvenir."

souvenir?

What souvenir?

No. 13 felt something was wrong. When they came here, they were empty-handed. This couldn't be something that NO.[-] brought, that is, it was taken from the hospital?And take away a "souvenir" in such a leisurely way?

Just as he was about to speak, he heard NO.13 say, "Actually, I also met the doctor just now."

Startled, No. [-] hurriedly asked, "What doctor? What does it look like?"

He is not very good at describing a person, so he can only look at NO.13 anxiously.

Unexpectedly, NO.13 said: "What a big dog, I want to raise it so much."

"Raising one is equivalent to having three times the happiness. I really want to raise it."

Number one: "..."

He looked at No.13 with a subtle look in his eyes, and he didn't ask "what are you talking about" in the dialogue between chicken and duck.

Thinking of NO.13's claim that he had entered an illusion before, and adding the act of taking the pen as a "souvenir", he now feels that NO.13 may be out of his mind and stupid.

Number One felt a little more pity for NO.13 in his heart.

They still couldn't stay here for a long time, they rested for a while at the top of the stairs, and then began to continue exploring, struggling if they had to struggle, they couldn't wait for death.

No. 13 led No. 13 away, NO.[-] naturally followed behind them, maybe because No. [-] thought that No. [-] had become a fool, No. [-] didn't expel him, so follow along.

He doesn't know how to protect NO.13. At this time, it is hard to protect himself. If NO.13 dies, it is his own fate. Later, he was chased by monsters in the hospital and almost collapsed, so NO.13 is still alive good.

He didn't know how the other party survived. He didn't have the time to pay attention at times of crisis. Every time he saw No.13 appearing safe and sound after being safe, could it be that he was especially good at hiding?

of course not.

It's just that the shadow grew a mouth full of sharp teeth and saliva, and when it was about to bite down on the young man, he suddenly felt that his head was being held down.

This strange feeling made him stunned, and the next moment he felt that his perspective had changed. Obviously, he should be looking down at the other party when he was tall, but now he was looking up.

NO.13 put his hand on the black dog's head, touching his chin and ears back and forth.

Heigou shuddered, only to realize that he had turned into such a harmless appearance. He clearly wanted the person in front of him to learn a lesson at the cost of his life, but how did he become like this? ?

"Hey, so handsome, so beautiful."

NO.13 treats him like an ordinary pet dog, he is touched all over his body without any resistance.

He should be annoyed, but he really couldn't exert any strength. Instead, his whole body was soft like an ordinary dog, and he couldn't even control his tail. He had never felt this way, even if the man put his hand into him. In his mouth, he touched his sharp teeth playfully, but he couldn't bite down at all. His tongue was not so much pushing back, it was more like actively licking the opponent's hand.

The young man rubbed against him affectionately, and kissed him on the lips and forehead, as if he really liked him so much.

The black dog struggled, he had never been so close to him before, the other party's breath directly invaded his mind, making his mind a little dizzy, it looked like he was acting like a baby.

"like me?"

NO.13 Ask.

"I want to support you."

Heigou thought of the crazy words he thought before, his heart beat like a drum, he didn't know if it was because of shock or something else.

This NO.13 definitely knows something, maybe it's not a coincidence that he came here, but he has other plans.

As for what to draw, that's pretty obvious.

So this feeling is really fresh, Heigou instantly felt that third of himself as a lunatic excited, NO.13 asked him if he likes himself, then he really likes him, he has never done this for anyone Excited.

So since he was stabbed, he has been watching in the dark. If it is him who appears on the "surface" now, he may be pressing people to the ground now.

The young man didn't intend to wait for the black dog's reaction, he let go of his hand slightly, and the freed black dog instantly melted into a ball of black, slipped away from his fingers, and melted into the ubiquitous shadows around him.

He smiled shyly, didn't pay attention, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and was going to find No. [-].

In order to create "opportunities", he has been "separated" from No. [-] for a long time.

When he found No. [-], No. [-] was gone. He didn't ask, and No. [-] didn't say anything.

And after No.13 said something about the fairness of the game, No. [-] really found the key item, which was a dagger, and only this dagger could give the shadow a fatal blow.

If you really want to treat this as a game, if they are players, the clearance condition is to kill the dean, and the doctor who is the dean is the bottom boss, and this boss has three lives.

I gave them one for fun before, there should have been two left, but now only one is left for some reason.

Just like the last BOSS was violent, the doctor who appeared in front of No. [-] has not changed from before, but he is very crazy, as if he is a completely different person.

On the [-]st, he felt that he was going crazy, and his spirit was about to collapse under long-term depression. Survival had become his obsession, and he couldn't feel that the process was going smoothly.

When the doctor finally fell in front of him, he was actually on the verge of dying. He lost his strength just as he was about to pick up the dagger. The dagger fell to the ground and slid a certain distance. It just stopped at the feet of No.13 and was caught He picked it up.

Number one asked NO.13 to kill the doctor, as long as the doctor was killed, they could all get out of this ghost place.

As for whether there is only one person who can go out in the end, he is still thinking that even if that is the case, NO.13 is an easy-to-handle fool, and there will be no problem.

Unexpectedly, the dagger stabbed into the back of his heart the next moment, the movement was quick and precise, without any hesitation.

Number one's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"you……!!"

NO.13 pulled out the dagger and said to him, "I'm sorry."

"But the cooperation you told me earlier was all fake, right? Even No. [-] was pushed out by you to block the knife."

"Number five, is that your ex-girlfriend?"

That poor little girl, still a high school student, was coaxed by mean society people, then abandoned, tortured by all kinds of gossip in school, and finally jumped off the building.

In the end, even in this kind of place, he still has to be let down again.

So he did a good deed and sent Number Five to heaven.

"As for you," NO.13 smiled, "stay in hell."

No. [-] was obviously fatally injured, but he remained conscious all the time, suffering from pain, and was thrown aside by him.

Di Jiangwen kept looking at him.

He watched the young man's clean movements, as if the scene where he was stabbed in the neck was repeated. He watched the young man get closer and closer with the dagger that could bring him to death, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. My heart was beating incredibly fast, but not from fear.

He felt his Adam's apple being touched, and the dagger was thrown away, and replaced with a collar, which was fastened around his neck.

"Good dog, you belong to me."

The author has something to say: Yes, I just really like this tone (.

No.40 six

When Di Jiangwen reminisces, he often wonders if he also has the same masochistic tendency as Yin Jiuzhao, and then he thinks it’s okay. Anyway, as long as it is Zhang Huai, no matter what Zhang Huai does to him, he will be very happy. From this point of view In a nutshell they are all the same.

As I said to Zhang Huai before, his situation is very similar to "split personality", but the "split personality" of human beings is that there are many individuals in one head, and his image is similar to that of the watchdog of hell, Cerpalus. In the same way, when you transform into a human form, you can't have three heads on your neck.

The part that likes to go crazy is actually the dominant one among them. If you really want to distinguish carefully, in fact, he had already attacked Zhang Huai when Zhang Huai suddenly slapped him hard and was stabbed into the side of his neck by that pen. It was love at first sight.

Dressed in sheep's skin, but the bottom is blacker than his shadow, and in the end he turned around and asked him if he had a good time.

Regarding the fact that Zhang Huai lost those memories and became no different from ordinary people now, Di Jiangwen didn't have any ideas. He didn't say that he wanted Zhang Huai to recover his memories as soon as possible, or that he would just stay in this state all the time. , whatever, for him this person is this person.

"Does it look good? My collar?"

He looked straight at Zhang Huai's bewildered eyes, and asked again.

"...Well, it looks good."

Zhang Huai replied.

So Di Jiangwen smiled very satisfied.

"You can control me," he took Zhang Huai's hand and let him hold the chain, "Everything about me is yours, you can completely control me."

"You can do anything you want to me."

His voice was lowered, he couldn't tell if he was bewitching.

Zhang Huai clenched the chain subconsciously, and the cold metal felt seemed to wake him up a bit, but then he thought, never mind, isn't it that he can do whatever he wants, why should he bother so much.

He looked at the animal ears on Di Jiangwen's head and the tail behind him, and thought of the little black dog that made him want to keep him.

That little black dog has grown up, probably like this.

Oh, this is his dog.

He thought so, and then pulled hard with his hand.

……

……

After Zhang Huai woke up, he felt that this situation was really familiar.

I don’t know if I should be lucky, but he is very refreshed, and he didn’t feel the tide under his buttocks, but the other protagonist in the dream was sitting on the armchair on the side, holding what looked like a hotel room. The book is looking at.

"Good morning." Noticing that he woke up, Di Jiangwen greeted him first, "Did you rest well last night?"

Zhang Huai was a little speechless, he said: "...It's okay."

He looked at Di Jiangwen's face, and couldn't help but overlap him with the person in the dream.

... No, he always felt that last night's dream was more realistic than any previous one, is it possible? ?

"...Did I do anything bad while I was sleeping last night?"

he asks.

Di Jiangwen: "Something bad?"

He seemed a little puzzled, then chuckled.

"How can there be bad things? Of course not."

Hearing what Di Jiangwen said, Zhang Huai couldn't calm down in his heart.

After all, why did he share a room with Di Jiangwen?Oh, at that time, because I was helped a lot by the other party, there was only one room for one room by default, and it was not easy to ask myself to live in one room alone.

But Di Jiangwen is his subordinate, doesn't he listen to everything he says, there's no need for him to be so polite?

Zhang Huai felt a little dry in his heart, his temples were throbbing, he felt that something was wrong with him, but he didn't know how to describe it.

Just like now, when he had such a dream before, he was so ashamed that he wanted to hit the bed with his head, but now it seems... the mood swings are not so big?

"I dreamed of you last night."

He sighed, even being able to speak like that.

Di Jiangwen paused: "Really?"

"That must be a good dream, right?"

It was indeed a good dream.

Looking back now, Zhang Huai still can't tell whether it was a dream or reality. After those unspeakable contents, he dreamed that he really became the devil king.

His ambition has come true, he is sitting on the throne, he is the real devil, there is no substitute or disguise.

And as a devil, he is very different from his current personality, perverse and reckless, unlike him now, as if he has to think about the consequences before doing anything or saying anything, and is bound by various rules and regulations, even if it is in the world. Necessary skills to live in society.

The chain on the wrist appeared again, but Zhang Huai was used to it now, so he didn't pay attention to it anymore. I wonder if it was because the dream had affected his mentality. He looked at the collar on Di Jiangwen's neck without changing his face. up.

After resting in the hotel, Di Jiangwen followed Zhang Huai's wish and took him to the orphanage.

I didn't use the teleportation circle, but used a common means of transportation, and the distance was not too far.

During this period of time, Zhang Huai has been adjusting his emotions, but seeing the scene around the road becoming more and more familiar, he still can't restrain himself.

As I said before, he has always had one thing he wanted to do. It probably can't be called a dream, nor can it be called ambition. When he came up with the idea of ​​really becoming the devil king, he had only one goal, and that was to come back here Come, find someone.

Life in an orphanage is not so good, resources are limited, and sometimes they cannot be distributed evenly to everyone, so at this time it is still the old saying, only children who cry can eat sweets.

Zhang Huai thought about what he was like at that time. It seemed that he didn't want to cry. He felt that it was stupid, and then he couldn't integrate into the group. He was isolated like this and got nothing.

The only one who will take care of him is the dean, and the dean will accompany him secretly, just bringing him something small can make him feel elated and extremely happy.

The other children didn't know about this, so he felt that he had received special treatment, and he didn't take their disgust towards him seriously.

After being taken away by the couple, he hadn't heard any news about the orphanage and the director for a long time, and he couldn't find it on the Internet.

Zhang Huai was incapable at that time. Before he became an adult, he endured it silently, using the resources at hand to climb up, and then at the age when he could finally live on his own. When he reached adulthood, he ran away from that family.

He suddenly remembered what Zhang Yiming said when he came here a while ago, and he still didn't understand it until now. Could it be that Zhang Yiming's brain was also broken?

"Ah Huai, we're here."

Di Jiangwen's voice brought Zhang Huai back to his senses. He saw that the other party had got out of the car and was standing by the car door waiting for him.

After Zhang Huai got out of the car, he looked up and saw the gate of the orphanage.

It was obviously a place that he had been thinking about all the time, but now it suddenly appeared in front of him, and he actually felt a feeling similar to "feeling timid near the hometown".

To be honest, he has re-planned along the way.

He has no pursuit in his life. If he can achieve this only goal... he just finds the dean who helped him at the time, sees if the other party needs help, and helps if he can, and if he doesn't need it, just simply Say thank you and he will be satisfied.

And regarding the ambition to become the devil king, to put it bluntly, Zhang Huai is not interested in the power or rights of the devil king, he has no concept or interest in those things, but has always been alone, greedy for Yin Jiuzhao and Li Yu. To bring warmth to myself, even if it was because of his false identity.

They were only loyal to him and had nothing to do with him, which made him greedy.

Before, he was thinking about taking advantage of the convenience of being the devil king to realize his goal for the orphanage. After he achieved it, no matter whether he "usurped the throne" successfully or failed, or was found and killed, he was already mentally prepared. No matter what the outcome, he will accept it.

Now Zhang Huai looks at the gate of the orphanage, and sees that it should have been renovated over the years, but it is still the outline in memory, strange and familiar.

Di Jiangwen stood beside him without speaking, then noticed something and looked sideways.

"Well, may I ask you who are..."

A hesitant female voice sounded, and Zhang Huai turned around, meeting the sight of the visitor.

This is a woman in ordinary clothes, with a good face and a tall figure, her blond hair is neatly tied into a ponytail, and Zhang Huai's figure is reflected in her blue eyes.

Zhang Huai paused for a moment before realizing that this lady looked familiar. Before he could search his memory, he saw her pupils shrank and her face showed undisguised surprise. She was still holding a large Things in small bags, those bags fell to the ground at this time.

"...Xiao Huai?"

She yelled, with temptation in her words, and before Zhang Huai could reply, tears of excitement overflowed from her eyes, she stared at Zhang Huai and stepped forward for several steps.

"You are Xiao Huai, right? You don't remember me??"

"Are you... Miss An?"

Zhang Huai looked at her with an uncertain tone.

When he asked, An Ming's tears fell more fiercely, and those who didn't know thought she was being bullied.

"You, how are you..."

A lot of words surged from her heart, all of which were scrambling to spit out. She wanted to say too much and wanted to ask, but she got stuck at this moment.

Finally, she took a deep breath, calmed down, bent down to pick up the bag that fell from the ground, and smiled at Zhang Huai.

"Come in first," she saw Di Jiangwen standing beside Zhang Huai, "and your...friend?"

Di Jiangwen smiled back, took Zhang Huai's hand, and asked softly, "What's the matter, didn't you say you wanted to come over?"

"...Well, it's okay," Zhang Huai said, "Go in."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with Di Jiangwen holding his hand and behaving so intimately, which made An Ming's eyes change suddenly.

She looked Di Jiangwen up and down calmly, and opened the door to welcome them in. She planned to be more prudent and not to be so eager, but in the end she couldn't help it, and after Di Jiangwen thoughtfully made room for them, she sat down directly. next to him.

An Ming used to be a volunteer in this orphanage. She liked to take care of children since she was a child. She often came here to help when she was still in her teens. Among them, Zhang Huai was the child who made her feel the most distressed.

She knew that other children were bullying isolated Zhang Huai, but there was nothing she could do about it. She tried to mediate a few times, but those children were terribly stubborn and shrewd. On the surface they promised well, but secretly they would only bully others harder , so that she dare not show it on the bright side.

Zhang Huai is a very well-behaved child. She really treats Zhang Huai as her younger brother. If I think about it now, maybe he really had some problems at the time, but now he looks like a young man, growing up very smoothly and healthy. She Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Huai didn't expect to meet An Ming at all, he didn't expect that the other party was still here, and it was difficult to calm down in his heart.

He remembered that this sister was another person who treated him very well besides the dean, and he thought that she had left long ago.

They chatted for a while, Zhang Huai couldn't possibly tell An Ming about his bizarre experiences, he only said that he came here to visit country A for tourism.

An Ming didn't mention why he didn't come back these years. She knew that his experience here was not good, and maybe he didn't have any good memories. She was quite pleasantly surprised to see Zhang Huai now.

In fact, this place is no longer an orphanage. The building is completely silent, only their conversation can be heard. According to the past, the sound of children playing and playing can be heard from afar.

An Ming is a painter who draws children's picture books and writes some small fairy tales.

She used to teach children to paint when she was in the orphanage, and she has been determined to continue on this road since then. With her own achievements, she is still a little famous in the neighborhood.

The orphanage had been idle for several years, and the government moved the orphans who needed care to another better place, so she made a bold decision to buy the yard by herself.

Not just for remembrance, but also as a public welfare place, which is often open to the elderly and children living around.

"Hey, wait a minute," she seemed to think of something suddenly, she got up and rummaged through the shelf beside her, and pulled out an old notebook with some yellow paper, "Do you still remember, this is your previous painting. "

She spread the book open with a smile and turned to a page.

The above painting is very immature, and the painting is quite good, but it looks a bit inexplicable, but it is also in line with the child's imagination.

The thing in the painting is standing, wearing dress-like clothes, with long ears hanging down, but three pairs of horns on the head, with patterns painted on the horns, and diamond-shaped eyes.

Looked like a strange rabbit.

The author has something to say: Aha, I didn’t expect that ww