Reincarnation Master

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Investigators are all human!

Moreover, most of them have no extraordinary power!

The weapons they mainly rely on are firearms and some psychotropic drugs.

A tough spirit, strong physique, and prudent thinking are their reliance on facing cultists, facing various corrupt organizations, and facing indescribable horrors!

When a secret guardian investigator is hired, what needs to be tested is physique, spirit, and inspiration.

The physique is the simplest, I have done it in the hospital.

What is being tested now is spirit and inspiration.

The higher the spirit, the stronger the endurance of the representative investigator.

The higher the inspiration, the easier it is to perceive some hidden existence, hear sounds that others can't hear, and see things that others can't see.

For an investigator, the higher the spirit, the better, but the inspiration is not necessarily.

"Is it a writer after all... I have read a report. It is said that people who tend to perceptual thinking like artists generally have a higher inspiration value. This is also the case when the Starfall Clan kidnapped artists and used them to listen and analyze some mysteries. s reason."

Beside Love, a middle-aged researcher with blond hair and a white coat smiled lightly: "Next... it depends on how long he can hold on."

In addition to this researcher and Love, there were many people standing in the observation room, all scoring seriously.

‘This kind of review is kind of primitive...I’d better pretend it. ’

Thinking of this, Fang Xian secretly concealed his mental strength while starting to do the problem.

He doesn't know what the standard is.

But hiding the upper half should still be feasible.

Therefore, when half of the problem was done, he showed a clearly uncomfortable expression, got up and slapped the door.

The door opened quickly and Love rushed in, took him to the outside world, and began to rest.

And tell him that the specific review results will have to wait a while.

After Fang Xian'recovered', the two came to the laboratory together.

Across the glass, Fang Xian saw that there were two works in the laboratory.

One is my own three-line poem.

Another one is an oil painting by Simpson.

Now it seems that this abstract painting can only be regarded as mediocre, that is, the colors are too gorgeous and the lines are a bit too distorted, without the impact of the previous one.

"According to the investigation, Simpson used your verses to make everyone present lose the ability to resist... This is a supernatural power."

Love said: "Another person was selected in the laboratory to recite the three-line poem in various accents. No problem was found. Later, another control experiment was performed. Together with this oil painting, a little change occurred, but only a little. ...According to the researcher, it is the'bullet' on the oil painting, which has been consumed."

"So... reciting poetry and painting, can you reproduce the scene of that day and make people around you lose the ability to resist?" Fang Xian nodded, "Unfortunately... Simpson has been killed by you. Huh?"

"There are only a few files, and there is no breakthrough in the live interrogation..." Love shrugged: "However, I feel that oil painting is not the key, your poem is the key, and your poem is a firearm. But oil painting only provides bullets, understand? Every one of us has bullets. That is our spiritual power!"

"So... the verse is a firearm that can transform our originally harmless mental power into bullets and launch them? Interesting theory!"

Fang Xian nodded, marveling at the investigator's sharpness.

In his opinion, this is also the truth.

"But we can't find that channel... In the process of transforming mental power into bullets, there is still a process missing, perhaps a mental frequency... That Simpson mastered this technique and used oil painting to transform his spirit into bullets. , It's a pity that he died..."

Love shrugged.

"You shot him to death at the time, right?"

Fang Xian rolled his eyes.

"I'm just an ordinary person. Faced with a cultist who can use all kinds of supernatural powers, it is naturally the safest to kill him... As for the investigation, I can talk about it later."

Love is a bit vicissitudes of life: "When you become a formal investigator, you will understand that this is the most logical saying."

"Well, what do I need to do?"

Fang Xian asked.

"Go in, pick up the poem and see what is different..."

Love discussed with several researchers nearby: "You may be able to inspire that kind of power...This is also a test for you."

"Ok."

Fang Xian walked into the laboratory, instead of looking at the oil painting, he picked up his original poem.

"I have gone through rebirth and death, but I can't reach the other shore..."

"Death is chasing the shadows, and it will not die without Fanghua..."

"This psalm will be there and will give you immortality..."

Although it was written by'he', looking at these words, I actually felt very confused: "This...something like a message from my true spirit... It feels right to me... It's Roka. The inspiration at that time captured my true spirit and was affected to a certain extent? ’

‘But, at that time, I had entered a period of dying and lost my power... and this verse still has power! ’

‘So... At that time, he also sensed other existences, other sources of power, and injected new and extraordinary powers into this poem? ’

‘The water in this world is a bit deep... Could there be true gods? Maybe... more than one? ’

"Have you found anything?"

From the radio, Love's voice came.

"It feels okay, but I don't know why you made the laboratory into this structure?"

Fang Xian looked at the laboratory and found that it was similar to the interrogation room. All its ‘corners’ were blocked by cement. In short, he just didn’t want a sharp-angled style.

"Our architectural style is like this, naturally there is a certain reason, anyway, you have almost passed the review, can tell you... some supernatural powers can use the mystery of the angle to open the portal of teleportation and achieve tricks such as teleportation... …Our building is designed in this way to prevent this."

Love explained ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Angle...transmission? interesting! "

A smile appeared at the corner of Fang Xian's mouth and began to admire the oil painting.

"I must solemnly warn you again that any supernatural power is not free. Most of them are biased towards darkness and require sacrifices and costs... The lowering of their own spirit and loss of reason are just the slightest case..."

Love reminded.

But at this time Fang Xian couldn't listen to it anymore.

He looked at the oil painting, thinking about the angle and transmission, and a black mist appeared before his eyes.

The black mist rolled and squirmed, as if something was about to break through.

That is……

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