[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

At this moment, Grindelwald entered the room with several people.They wore all black wizard robes, with the Deathly Hallows emblem embroidered on the cuffs and chest.

Someone opened the suitcase, revealing a large pile of gleaming silver instruments, including syringes, medicine bottles, etc. It looked like a doctor.Then he took a slender silver handle with a round tip and tapped on Wei Yang's body to give Wei Yang a physical examination.There was another person as a helper, because the inspections included the depths of the ears and the feet with sharp knives, Wei Yang's clothes and boots had to suffer several tearing spells.

The third person is holding a thick book and is pointing to something on it for Grindelwald to read. "...sometimes they mutter suspiciously to themselves, but we don't see a thing...yes, of course the wands are all put away..." His voice was low.

Grindelwald said nothing.He looked sideways at the book, but out of the corner of his eye, he was paying attention to Wei Yang's reaction.

Wei Yang saw the familiar tall tower on the cover under the dim candlelight, and knew it was Nurmengard's prisoner record without the system prompting.Part of his news when he was in Felt came from eavesdropping on the conversation of the dark wizard, part of his own observation, and part of it came from the prisoners who were held.He himself is invisible, and the imprisoned wizard can't cast spells, of course it's like talking to himself.

It seems that Grindelwald has already seen something from his abnormal physical reaction.The last moment was approaching, and Sherlock had to hurry...but there were people in front of him, and he didn't dare to move.Both feet and right hand are useless, and if the left hand loses feeling, it will be too late for him to issue a final warning.

"Someone is back?" the hand wrote again.

If you know, go quickly!The black wizard blows up one to kill one, and blows up two to earn a pair, why are you messing around here!Wei Yang almost growled.

"Master." A voice broke the frozen atmosphere, it was the doctor. "You're right, it's not a real person. In fact, we think it's closer to a purely physical combination—one soul, one body."

"There is an unknown magical power, Master." Another added, "We've never seen anything like this before, but it's clear that someone can be brought back to life, even if only superficially." The man looked into Wei Yang's eyes An abnormal frenzy flickered, as if Wei Yang had already seen the future of the invincible corpse army from Wei Yang.

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow.

The doctor understood immediately. "The way to prove it is very simple." He motioned another person to fix Wei Yang's head, and then stabbed the slender silverware in his hand into one ear.

Wei Yanggang felt that this was not a good thing, so he felt a buzzing in his ear, like a needle prick.Then something warm came out, accompanied by a foreign body sensation of blockage.Then the system reminded him that the eardrum had been dug out.

Second Olympic!What about human nature!Although he has seen a lot, Wei Yang still couldn't help but want to run away violently when things happened to him.Even ghosts can't be abused like this!

The doctor obviously wanted to do something to Wei Yang's other ear, but Grindelwald frowned. "Just say it."

"If the body is completely deaf like this, he can also hear the sound; if the eyes are blinded, he can also see us." The doctor said, with a little imperceptible meaning in his tone. "The same goes for the feet, he's still able to walk. In fact, I think that if you peel off his body inch by inch, you'll eventually be able to get the soul out of it. Maybe we'll find more clues about that in the process." .”

"I see." Grindelwald said quietly.He raised a hand, and the three of them retreated immediately, quickly and silently.Then he approached Wei Yang, during which he stared almost uncontrollably at the trace of blood that had slipped from his ear to his neck.It seemed to have attracted all his attention, so that there was a moment of silence.

Wei Yang is now very thankful that he is tied to the chair.Because his body blocked Grindelwald's view, his fingers could move, and even if he was accidentally seen, it could be interpreted as a painful spasm.

"Go, Sherlock!"

The other side reacted almost instantly, but it didn't answer his words. "You feel pain, don't you?"

"Let's go!" Wei Yang didn't want to argue with him any more, as long as this guy left obediently.By the way, why hasn't Mycroft dragged him away yet?

He was answered with an almost suffocating hug. "You do think so. The Dark Lord of Germany obviously knows something about the Dark Arts that we don't."

Isn't that natural?Wei Yang was almost powerless. "No, that's our plan. Let it go now, get out and close the blast doors—now!"

"This is the second time I've seen you bleed." That hand wrote on his waist and abdomen, and at the same time Wei Yang felt something soft and warm against the side of his neck, which was his lips. "I don't want to see it a third time."

Wei Yang could almost feel himself touching Sherlock's chest when he moved his fingers behind his back again. "That's not my blood, Sherlock," he said, but his tone softened irrepressibly. "Did you forget I'm a ghost? There's no such thing as blood."

"In my eyes, that is." Finger answered him firmly, "Do you know how I felt when I heard you were planning to go to Germany? You would rather die than tell me a white lie."

Wei Yang didn't know how to explain this.He felt that a lie was a lie, and neither good intentions nor malice could change this.And even if he is willing to say now that he is doing it for the sake of goodwill, it will be too late. "I beg you, leave quickly. Now is really not the time to talk about this kind of topic."

"Then when is it? I just realized not long ago that you have been rejecting me with the same reason, but you didn't say it at the beginning." With the movement of the fingers, the lips moved up and down to the bottom of the earlobe. "If I didn't notice it at first, I spent the rest of my life discovering it. No matter whose body you used, I always saw you inside."

Wei Yang could almost feel the heat from Sherlock's breathing near his ears, and Wei Yang was about to tremble, but he tried his best to control the impulse.

"It's impossible for you not to know that I can see through your tricks, Yang dear. I can tell you right now that I don't mind, or not as much as you imagine." The hand continued to draw on him, "Maybe when you see Come on, those two years were just a game, just a lie. But I have been waiting for you to come back. If you still think so this time, I..." The fingers paused, "Probably I can only wait for you until the next time. You How long do you think it will be?"

I have to say that this question hits the nail on the head.The reason why Wei Yang had to refuse was because he didn't know what would happen during this period of time.If it's the same as the first level, then he hopes Sherlock has a better choice.But if Sherlock directly said that he could only wait...

After the Olympic Games, whoever says that consulting detectives is unreasonable, he will be in a hurry with whoever!Look at what this said, which sentence is not high?No matter who is killed in seconds, okay?

Wei Yang took a deep breath. "Okay, so you just want to know the answer to your first question?"

"Want to dream."

"If I said so, would you leave immediately?"

"of course."

"Then I can answer, if you let go now, then I will still love you." Wei Yang typed this sentence in one breath.He couldn't be blamed for making his confession so convoluted, it was because he felt that after consulting the detective, there was a possibility that he would hug him and die with him after the trick was over.

Sure enough, the fingers paused for a while. "You're playing with words!" You can imagine the indignation of the consulting detective through this sentence.

"I learned from you." Wei Yang replied bluntly, "Don't let me remind you, you don't have Alzheimer's disease. Besides, breaking your promise to gain weight is not a good habit."

The hand on the waist hesitated for a while, and finally left.Wei Yang was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and began to estimate in his mind the time it would take for Sherlock to leave the laboratory, and started counting down.

"Certainly not...he won't..." Grindelwald seemed to have just woken up from his own thoughts. "It was you in Nuremberg, right? But it must have been a different body." He said, his eyes fell on a large dark red blood stain on the ground.The sharp blade cut open the sole of the foot, exposing the thick white bones inside. "He won't." He emphasized again.

Wei Yang struggled to understand these incoherent words.Although Grindelwald didn't admit it, he was obviously shaken when he saw a man who looked like Dumbledore being made into such a miserable state, and kept reminding himself that Dumbledore could not be so weak.

But at the same time, Grindelwald must also be aware that this situation will play out in another way.In the summer more than forty years ago, Ariana died unexpectedly, so he fled Godric's Hollow and Dumbledore.They chose opposite paths, and one day Dumbledore had to face him, and he had to face Dumbledore.It can't be a chance encounter, it can only be a duel.With the development of the current situation, the time for this duel is approaching every moment.

"Dumbledore has been waiting for you to go back and explain." Wei Yang said suddenly. "Or, he always thought you would go back until he was desperate."

Grindelwald was obviously shocked, and stared at Wei Yang for the first time.

"Did you acquiesce that the cause of Ariana's death was yours? So you ran away like any irresponsible person?" Wei Yang continued.He's about to have a spectacular death anyway, and it wouldn't be too bad to be a buzzer before that.For Dumbledore himself, it is probably impossible to say. "Then what do you think, why Dumbledore didn't dare to see you later? Because he was afraid of the same thing, afraid that after seeing you, he would prove that he was the one who killed Ariana."

Grindelwald opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask "Dumbledore can't tell you", but what he asked was: "...how did you know?"

"Because I'm a ghost." Wei Yang smiled, and at the same time felt that he had a strong psychological quality to be able to laugh under such circumstances.

"It's too late to say at this time." Grindelwald's shock was only for a moment, and his tone had returned to the previous state. "No matter how much we discuss it, things cannot be undone."

"Not all of them, but maybe some of them." Wei Yang answered him slyly. "Is it that hard to admit that you really like someone, even if it's just a little bit?"

Before he could finish his words, the earth-shaking explosion sounded, and the tens of feet of flames engulfed everything inside.

At the same time, Mycroft stood outside the laboratory, and through several layers of special glass, he saw that the raging fire inside instantly obliterated the two figures.The whole building vibrated slightly under this shock wave, but he remained motionless.

On the chair beside him, a 16-year-old boy opened his hazy eyes.When he saw clearly where he was, he stood up like an electric shock and strode out. "Why am I here with you? I'm going back to London!"

Looking at his back, Mycroft sighed helplessly.Brothers in any world are hard to raise!