[Comprehensive Yingmi] It’s all the face that hurt me

Atal took the computer over, and an enlarged photo fell into his sight.

Perhaps the auctioneer also knew that this thing was a bit evil, so in the photo presented in front of them, the indescribable sculpture was half-turned, with its back facing them, so they couldn't see the whole picture clearly.

But what is even more frightening is that, just like the smile of the famous portrait of Mona Lisa, from this angle, they can still see that the eyeballs of the sculpture are shining with a faint green light, and they seem to be observing the people outside the photo .

The sculpture has an absurd, ominous and terrifying feel to it.

Atal pushed the computer screen towards Jason, and looked at the photo out of the corner of his eye. He still felt it was staring at him closely, and the eyes on the tentacles were full of evil and weird aura.

He even felt it move in the photo, blinking with the rhythm of his breathing, the tentacles sliding slowly, as if it had life.

Atal closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and told himself that this was just an illusion.

He was too nervous... The things he experienced were too hasty and chaotic, so this kind of sculpture would have psychological implications for him, making him mistake it for a living thing...

It is nothing but sculpture.

Jason's voice came in his ears: "There are so many people dying these days. If I saw such a sculpture, an evil god with octopus tentacles and a brain with a missing right eyeball, I would never just buy it back home."

He sneered: "There are people in this world who are tired of their jobs and pursue excitement beyond their means."

"Everyone is dead," Roy sighed, "Jie Bird, stop being sarcastic."

"I agree with you, though," he added.

Atal opened his eyes suddenly: "Wait, Jason, what did you just describe?"

Jason glanced at him inexplicably: "A brain with octopus tentacles and a missing right eye..."

...Impossible, the other eye cannot be seen from that angle of the sculpture.

Atar reached out to snatch the computer over, and looked at the screen with a strange emotion. Sure enough, the photo had changed.

The sculpture, which was clearly sideways just now, has turned into a front face, and the pair of evil eyes are facing Atar this time, and the tentacles have changed from drooping to upward, as if they will rush out of the screen in the next moment, bringing a severe chill.

Atal looked away, and asked Roy decisively: "Roy, what does the photo you see look like?"

Roy was taken aback for a moment, and said hesitantly, "...Let's face it, what's the matter?"

...So, only the scene he saw just now was different?

This thing is really evil.

Atal snapped the laptop screen shut: "What I just saw was the side."

Jason and Roy's expressions froze.

"What did you just say? Jason?" Roy turned to Jason, "Cthulhu...do you know anything?"

Jason said: "Let me just mention it casually, this kind of thing doesn't look like it's used for serious sacrifices, does it?"

"You're so perfunctory."

"What is perfunctory?!——"

Atal covered his face with his hands, his mind was in a mess now, and Jason and Roy were still arguing, with a rustling sound in his ears, but he couldn't make out what they were talking about.

He felt a familiar feeling of irritability rushing into his heart, Atar's body stood up abruptly, his head ached more and more, as if something wanted to squeeze his brain out, and got in desperately.

You don't need to look at him to know that Jason and Roy are looking into his eyes in surprise.

Squeezing out the unquenchable anger in his chest, he raised his voice and said, "Stop talking!"

The living room fell into an unseasonably dead silence.

He removed the palm covering his face, but the two were still looking at him, and Atal felt an indescribable strange feeling, because both Jason and Roy had a clear daze on their expressions .

He thought Jason would be the first to say something in response to his anger, but Jason just hesitated and asked slowly, "...Are you angry?"

It seemed that Atar's anger was unusual.

"We didn't talk just now..." Roy said softly, holding his hand hanging by his side, "What did you hear?"

Roy held the hand with a trace of warmth, which gradually calmed Atar's heart.

"...It's nothing." He sat back again, "I just feel a little headache."

After thinking for a while, he asked, "You really didn't say anything just now? Which sentence to start?"

Roy pursed his lips: "Jason said he wasn't perfunctory, so I didn't say anything."

Jason clicked his tongue, but didn't say anything, agreeing with Roy's words.

So... that whisper...

Atar glanced at them, and the two sat on the sofa with their backs straight, giving him a strange and cute feeling for no reason.Especially Jason, although he still had that iconic provocative expression on the surface, his body had already betrayed him, and he sat upright.

...So it turns out that getting angry has such a miraculous effect?

Seeing that these two people behaved like cats, Atal felt a little strange, as if he missed a hundred million.

"I think this sculpture should be just an introduction, but it is definitely not behind it. According to Jason's words, it is another evil god, or another organization."

Atar expressed his intuition, waiting for the two to question.In the voice that couldn't hear what was said specifically, only one clear idea came to his mind: ... It couldn't be the sculpture that induced all of this.

Compared with the evil temptation, that voice is more like simply instilling some ideas into Atar, as if operating in the blurred boundary between good and evil, rather than deliberately targeting him.

——Or, it’s more like Atal’s brain wave frequency is connected to some unknown creature, and he can hear a few words that it occasionally leaks, but this can mess up his brain.

But unexpectedly, Roy glanced at him obediently: "You're right."

Jason didn't say a word, obviously acquiescing to Roy's words.

Atar was shocked: "——what's the matter with you?"

Roy said, "Don't be mad."

Jason turned his face away.

Attar emphasized: "I was not angry just now."

Roy hmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhh for a while, Atal knew that he didn't listen to his words at all, and then Roy limply on his shoulder like a cat, rubbing his temple: "Me and Jie The birds stopped fighting."

Attar explained: "This is not the reason for your quarrel...it is my own fault."

He looked at his hands, lowered his head dejectedly, and said weakly, "I feel like I'm going to have a schizophrenia, really."

Roy stroked his hair.

"There are many unexplainable things in this world," Jason said suddenly, "but as long as there are entities, we can pull them out, and there is nothing that cannot be solved."

"—wait until we get the sculpture tonight."

These words injected a little strength into Atal, he let out a "huh" and pulled up the laptop.

Just at this time, Connor reappeared. He put his hands on the railing and walked down. He may have heard the movement in the living room. After all, Connor's study is not far from the living room, but his expression showed otherwise. thing.

The 19-year-old blond youth rubbed his temples, and his frown showed that he was not in a good mood at the moment.When he reached the living room, he rang the bell, and within half a minute, several servants appeared in the originally empty living room.

"Go and tidy up a guest room near Atar's room," Connor's tone was gentle despite his irritability, and he didn't vent his anger on these servants. "We will have guests coming to live in these two days."

The servants bowed, and quickly evacuated the hall.

"Roy, Jason, are your suits ready?" He turned his head and asked.

Roy shook his head. Originally, he was lying limply beside Atar. After thinking about it, he quickly straightened his body from Atar's shoulder, and leaned in front of Connor: "Reimbursement of public funds?"

Connor gave him a funny look, nodded, and handed him a card.

Roy said "Yeah", took the card, turned around with a smile, walked to the sofa and stretched out his hands, pulling Atal and Jason up from left to right: "So--I like Connor second! "

"Who's number one?" Connor asked.

"The number one is Atal." Roy winked at Atar, "Connor can only be the second."

Connor was not angry, and smiled lightly: "That's it, then I have no objection."

Jason couldn't stand it anymore, and complained: "Roy, do you have the self-consciousness that you are bigger than the other party?"

Roy shrugged.

If Jason was Connor, he would have run away from home long ago.Because as the second person in the family, he has to take care of an elder brother, a younger brother and two younger sisters, and he has to add a father, Oliver.

This is simply not a life for human beings.

As for Black Canary, Jason found out. Since the other party is also a hero, he is destined to run around with Oliver everywhere, and he is rarely found at home. Connor has become the shield of the whole family.

"Attar doesn't need to go with you," Connor said calmly, "His suits are updated every week, you just go, and he stays with me to entertain guests."

Roy straightened up, frowning: "Who?"

Atal was keenly aware of the change in Roy's temperament, as if the relaxed and warm shell had peeled off from his body, revealing the cruelty and sharpness of an anti-hero.

The identity of the guests who appeared in this special period must not be simple.

Connor's face was subtle, and he obviously couldn't figure it out: "Tony Stark's side, his intern. Although I don't know what Stark thinks, but because of some cooperation reasons, we have no reason to refuse."

"It's too strange for an intern to live in our house temporarily." Roy frowned and said, "Still living next door to Atar's room?"

Anyway...things related to Tony would become incomprehensible.

Jason turned his face alertly.

"What's your name?" Attar asked, "Intern."

"Peter Parker."

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Peter Trembling Parker is about to arrive on the battlefield.

Peter: I'm here to make a strategy! ——

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