"You actually laughed?"

Looking at Agent Phil beside him, a speechless look flashed in Agent Zhou's eyes.

"In this case, you actually care about this kind of thing first!"

In response, Agent Phil shrugged and his eyes also fell on the FBI agent in front of him and said.

"I'm just trying to ease the horror, so what did you find?"

Retracting his eyes from Agent Phil's face, Agent Zhou looked at the FBI agent with a stiff expression in front of him and whispered: "They watched the content of the soul-conjuring video and were cursed by the guy in the video, but the curse didn't last long, so they had not turned into a puppet like the guy at the door."

“At least in the eye area.”

As he said that, Agent Zhou looked at the FBI agent with a stiff face in front of him. It was obvious that they had an unhappy meeting with BSI not long ago, but when they met again, the other party had already become what they are now.

In his heart, he silently warned himself, and then Agent Zhou spoke to the FBI agent: "Now, I need your help, both for us and for yourself."

The white FBI agent obviously also knew that in his current situation, the only thing he could rely on was the BSI agent in front of him.

Therefore, he didn't care about disdain or distrust. He moved the only eyeball on his body that could still move, and tried to move down.

"Very good, it looks like you can still hear me."

Agent Zhou stared at the FBI agent in front of him without blinking. When he saw him controlling his eye movement, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At least, the situation has not reached its worst level.

However, thinking of Jamie they met at the door, the other party's appearance completely turned into a puppet under the power of the curse, Agent Zhou suddenly felt a little urgent in his heart.

Under the power of the curse, this cannot guarantee that the FBI agent in front of him who can still save his only consciousness will become a puppet like James in the next second.

Thinking of this, Agent Zhou did not hesitate any more and immediately started his own inquiry.

"From now on, I will ask you some questions. If the answer is 'YSE', your eyes will move to your left hand, and if it is 'NO', move to your right hand, do you understand?"

Hearing the words of Agent Zhou, the FBI agent in front of them moved his eyes and looked to the left, proving that he had heard it.

After confirming the way to answer, Agent Zhou immediately started his own investigation.

"So, all of you came here because you watched the video?"

“Look to the left—YSE.”

"Is the content of the video the soul-summoning video taken by James and others?"

“Look to the left—YSE.”

"Have you seen anything like controlling these people, your object or something?"

“Look to the left—YSE.”

"Tell me, what is it?"

Seeing the FBI agents answering that they had seen the weirdness of controlling them, Agent Phil, who was beside him, couldn't help but ask.

However, in response to Agent Phil's questioning, the FBI agent with a stiff expression in front of him did not move any of his eyes.

“He can only answer ‘YSE’ and ‘NO’ now.”

In response, Agent Zhou turned his head and looked at Agent Phil beside him and said speechlessly.

However, as agent Zhou finished speaking, the FBI agent's originally motionless eyes began to move, neither looking left nor right but looking upward.

"What does he mean?"

Looking at the FBI agent's eyes that kept facing up, Agent Phil showed a puzzled expression on his face.

“Is it YSE or NO?”

Faced with the reaction of the FBI agents, the two BSIs immediately looked at each other.

However, the two of them soon reacted.

They looked at each other and shouted almost at the same time.

"I see."

"It's the second floor!"

And just as they shouted out on the second floor, the FBI's upward eyes in front of them also moved to the left at the same time.

...

"I have been working hard, and I will be able to pay off all my debts and student loans in another two years..."

"I'm very happy to have the job I am now."

"…I plan to propose to my girlfriend, but I wonder if she will agree to me?"

"From today, I'm going to work hard to exercise. I'm too fat. No girl will like fat people."

"...It's all because of that damn spirit detective. If it weren't for the shooting, I wouldn't have agreed to participate in any spirit detective..."

"I want to save money. I have a fancy bag, but unfortunately it is too expensive. With my current salary, I need to eat or drink for more than a month. Maybe I should think of other solutions?"

"I hate socializing, I hate that damn job, I hate everyone, why do you all look so happy..."

"I feel discriminated against because my skin color is different from you, because I am black, so you feel that you can point to me, just like what I did to our ancestors back then."

In the wooden house, the missing people stood intersecting each other, as if creating a lively party atmosphere.

However, when Amanda approached them, he found that what they said from their mouths seemed out of place with everything around him.

They kept repeating monotonous sentences, just like clips recorded in toy puppets, without any logic, and even the contents of their conversations were completely incompatible.

Stiff movements, combined with repeated sentences that mutter to themselves.

It gives people a strange and inexplicable sense of thrillingness.

"It seems that you have noticed it."

Put the empty wine glass in his hand back to the missing person who acts as a waiter, who keeps repeating the words he will become a big shot in his mouth.

Spike swept the crowd in the wooden house with his slightly drooping eyes.

In his vision, behind each missing person there is a blurry or clear spring, with wooden textures, constantly rotating.

With the twist of the clockwork, the missing person's movements will continue to repeat their just actions after every pause.

"Everyone here is just puppets, and the weirdness controls them to perform a 'live' banquet."

“What is its purpose?”

Amanda looked at the people around her. Although she could not see the clockwork behind everyone like Spike, she also felt the deliberate intention in front of her, just like a toy in her child's hand. Everyone knew that it was just a false game, but the child enjoyed it.

"To cover up your loneliness."

"Lonely?"

This is the second time Amanda has heard this description from Spike.
Chapter completed!