The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 298 The Ink of Fear in the Dreamland
"Okay... let's think about it later, the news is over, it's time to go to bed now." Xue Li turned off the TV, turned her head to look at He Nan with a smile and said.

"It's okay, there are several news stations in New York, broadcasting 24 hours a day."

"Then don't sleep, just keep watching."

"Cough—sleep is definitely necessary. I just mentioned it casually." He Nan yawned, feeling very sleepy: "Let's go, Shirley."

"You go to sleep first." Shirley was taking apart the automatic pistol that was always in her pocket and maintaining its parts: "I'm here to maintain this weapon... I can't get it out of bed."

"It's as if we've slept together..." He Nan felt that her statement was very problematic, so he couldn't help muttering.

"Hehehe...why, do you want to sleep with me to the point where your mind can't help but become dirty?" Shirley looked at He Nan with a smirk on her face: "You are so beautiful... go to rest. I'll be there in a while .”

He Nan almost couldn't help blurting out "Sleep together in a while".

However, he knew that this must be impossible, and he would only be laughed at by Shirley again, so he controlled it in time.

Hey, fortunately, this is basically the last night of vigil... I can sleep normally tomorrow.

...Although I think so, the danger has not really been eliminated.

The fact that the slime monster didn't come these days doesn't mean it won't come in the future.

In addition, you need to pay attention to Aria next to Venom...

...is it a guard?Maid?or someone else...

I actually don't remember the guy's face very clearly, because I just looked at the side face at the market and didn't pay attention to his appearance.

I just remember that she was a pretty white-haired girl with a petite body... Shirley who saw her on the third basement floor also described her like this.

It is possible to see Aria alone later.

Or... with her master.

It's not convenient for Venom to show people that way.

He will definitely stay by her side in human form, or stay on her in a mimic form pretending to be clothes, jewelry, belongings, etc.

Anyway, it's best in human form.

...then I'll know who in this world is the host of Venom.

Thinking of this, He Nan went back to the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

The accumulated fatigue caused him to fall asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

In the dream, he dreamed that he was watching TV in the living room.

...and the picture on the TV began to shake and deform, and finally turned into a fearful inkblot...

...!
He Nan woke up suddenly.

Then, she saw Shirley sitting beside her, looking at her with a slightly worried expression.

However, the moment He Nan woke up, his expression instantly became calm.

"You look bad, are you having nightmares again?"

"Uh...um." He Nan looked at her, settled down, and closed his eyes again: "I dreamed of fear ink stains."

"...It seems that the scare it gave you is quite impressive."

"For sure. That thing is... how to describe it?" He Nan sighed, and then continued: "It feels like there is a switch in your body that controls whether you are in a state of fear. As long as you turn it on, you will feel scared unconditionally." .And the function of the ink of fear is to open it. As for seeing scary scenes and the like, they are actually subsidiary effects. I think it might be an illusion that the brain evolved on its own under extreme fear."

"Is it self-deception..." Shirley listened, turned her head slightly, and looked at the living room that was lit up all night: "...well. I understand. The human body will cause all kinds of things that should not be possible due to the deception of the brain. Consequences. For example, there is an experiment like this... blindfolded the prisoner, tied him to a chair, pretended to cut his wrist, and then pretended to be bleeding with the sound of dripping water. The prisoner really died the next day ...died of hypothermia."

"Well, a psychological hint. It seems that the FBI did it." He Nan looked at Shirley, and said slowly: "Because of excessive blood loss, it will cause hypothermia...so when the brain thinks that it is bleeding, it will He began to simulate a series of consequences of continuous bleeding, and finally arranged his own death."

……

By the same token, is it true that as soon as I hint that I'm sleeping with Shirley, I can actually feel it?
He Nan suddenly had a bold idea.

...and found that this seems unscientific.

After all, this feeling has not been engraved into the DNA, how can it be fully realized by one's own imagination.

"Actually, just seeing the inkblots of fear is not enough to cause this feeling of fear." He Nan added again: "I... dreamed that the inkblots of fear replaced the original program and appeared on TV."

"...Is that so." Shirley turned her head around again, her expression a little dignified: "If this kind of thing really happens, the consequences will be quite serious. I don't know how many people will watch this program. It will not only be New York People suffer, and the whole of the United States may be thrown into extraordinary chaos. However, all the premise is that it can be useful on TV."

"Well, I hope not. Otherwise, the threat of this thing may be greater than that of splicing monsters." He Nan closed his eyes again: "If it can be effective through TV broadcasting, it means that it can be easily spread on the Internet. Once this thing is on If it can still be used on the Internet, it will be very difficult to completely block it. I am afraid that many guys will save that video, and then make a bigger mess one day."

"...I was wondering if the black material about the Osborne Group that Searchlight wanted to expose had something to do with the splicing monsters?" Shirley held the shotgun in her arms, stroked the body of the gun, and then continued after a moment of silence. : "I don't think it's possible... Otherwise, he would probably have revealed the matter directly on the Internet. Even if Osborne and the others can suppress it, they will have to be busy for a while."

"Maybe Searchlight just wants the most powerful exposure." He Nan could only analyze in this way: "There are too many rumors on the Internet. If he doesn't make a big noise, no one will take him seriously."

"Heh...he really has a surprisingly strong desire to bring down Osborn." Shirley chuckled, "Maybe he shouldn't have gone to any gang in the first place, and it would be much better to go directly to the Avengers."

"Perhaps he has already looked for it, but was rejected." He Nan turned over, looked at the ceiling, and said in a low voice, "Or...he doesn't trust the Avengers either."

"Difference in behavior philosophy?"

"Well, it's very likely...Even if you don't talk about the concept, the risk of the Avengers joining forces with him is too great...They must think carefully before doing something that may damage the image of the Avengers." He Nan said Then, he closed his eyes again: "Hey... don't think about it, go to sleep... just wait and see his movements."

(End of this chapter)