Jenkins heard the words and looked down, and sure enough, he saw another eyeball-shaped object emitting a faint yellow aura.
"Damn it, is this the ability to share visual classes?"
"Damn it, you devil! You devil!"
Mr. Struller gasped and yelled, and then Jenkins heard the pounding of flesh and the man's moaning/groaning from above.
"Devil? No, no, no, the devil is an existence ten thousand times more terrifying than me. How can a mortal like me be compared with the devil?"
Even so, the words were full of irony.
After a while of tugging, the middle-aged gentleman's voice came again: "Let's stop talking nonsense, Mr. Struller. You are an honest man, and the address just now is indeed your home. Now tell me, your Where did this magical eye come from?"
"You devil, no, oh my Lisa, my Mia!"
There was another sound of fists and kicks, and Jenkins shrank in the corner against the cold wind, unable to bear to imagine what happened to Mr. Struller.
"I didn't kill them, but if your answer doesn't satisfy me, I don't think I will satisfy you either."
"I said, I really don't know, this eye that can only see fragments of the future really appeared suddenly. Yes, at the beginning of this year, I had a weird dream, and it appeared after waking up .”
"So, with this eye, you were promoted from a poor boy in the slums to a middle class within half a year, and even changed yourself to a wife?"
"Yes, sir, it is true. I swear, I didn't tell a lie! No, don't throw me out, really, oh, for God's sake..."
Something else fell from beside Jenkins, a black wallet. If it weren't for holding a gun in one hand and a cane in the other, Jenkins would probably catch it subconsciously.
"Yes, my eyes tell me that what you say is indeed 'true'. But it's only what you think is true, so has that eye completely corrupted your soul?"
"Sir, please pull me back, I really don't know anything!"
A rustling sound came from above, followed by a long silence. From the words of the middle-aged gentleman, Jenkins could hear that the magic eye on the ground now shared his vision, and the magic eye he still held could Judge lies.
"But what does it mean to corrode the soul?"
The monster's magic eye is definitely not simple. Once the black aura appears, it must represent the occurrence of strange phenomena. There will also be some strange things about the man who was caught.
"It seems that it is really troublesome to want to take your eyes away."
"Sir, if you want to take away this eye that sees the future, please take it away, I will not resist, but please don't hurt my family again."
"It's not up to us to take this eye. It's this eye that chooses you. But do you really think that its function is to see through the future?"
The tone of the middle-aged gentleman was a bit malicious, which was very similar to Jenkins' tone when teasing cats.
"The association we belong to is called the Magic Eye Collection Association. This means that I know more types of special eyes. As for yours, hum~A-03-02-4491, the poisonous eyeball of the suicide, It has nothing to do with prophecy."
"You, what do you mean?"
Poor Mr. Struller's expression could not be seen, but Jenkins felt that his face must be ugly.
Things seem to have changed a bit. I thought this would be something like A-10-1-0230, [Parchment from the Future], but it doesn't seem to be.
"Let me tell you some interesting news, which happened in Nolan in the past six months. Speaking of which, in order to find you, I turned over the "Norlan Daily", "Kingdom Gazette", and "Defender" Many times, the following is the first news."
He laughed out loud, making Jenkins who was hiding below get goosebumps all over his body.
"Dandelion Winery was burned to the ground due to a fire in this year's hidden moon and red rose moon (May). All the workers and managers working in the winery were burned to death, and a bag containing jewelry and The safe with 2,000 pounds in cash is missing. Mr. Struller, does this incident sound familiar?"
"impossible!"
This sentence is the most resounding sentence in this conversation so far.
"Impossible! I just left the winery, and Boss Dadelan has spoken to me!"
He obviously didn't believe it.
Jenkins desperately injected the spirit into the eyes, then looked up. Where Si Dule's magic eye was located, there was no trace of the undead, it was a living person.
"Oh, speaking of Mr. Dadeland, it's so miserable~ Poor Mr. Dadeland's family was found dead in their home two weeks after the incident at Dandelion Winery. Everyone had their throats slit and the family's financial It was ransacked. Oh, yes, the dead also included Mr. Dedeland's daughter. There was a photo of the girl in the newspaper. She was indeed a beautiful lady. What a pity. I think the suitors of that lady will definitely Heartbroken!"
He couldn't help laughing, and the background sound was the howling wind and Si Du Le's unbelievable questioning.
"How is it possible, how is it possible? Sylvia and I were just last week..."
"Yes, the young and promising Mr. Struller not only has a happy family, but also a beautiful little lover. Even better, the father of this beautiful lover who has no brothers and sisters, the generous Mr. Dedeland is your lifesaver Benefactor. I found out that when you were at your worst, he took you in and gave you a job. But what a pity, I found their family’s cemetery in the suburbs, and put a bouquet of flowers in front of the grave. Although there are grave guards People were watching, and I didn't have time to dig the grave, but I'm sure that there are really neat corpses of a family... "
"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible. I see, this is your devil's conspiracy, what do you want to do? What do you want to do? If you want this eye, take it quickly, don't Torture me again!"
The wind from the roof picked up some of the sound, but enough for Jenkins to hear what was going on. He was below the two of them, and he just felt that the matter became more and more absurd as he heard it. In addition to the "corrosion of the soul" that the middle-aged gentleman said before, he probably guessed what happened for a while.
"Poor, poor."
He said in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was pitying that Mr. Strule, or the many innocent people who died because of the magic eye.