[It's a bit similar to today's drug dealers fighting each other for territory, this analogy is a bit inappropriate, but in terms of cruelty, there is not much difference.] 】

As mutual hatred accumulates, some of the island's inhabitants have found a solution that can be settled once and for all, and they call them the Devil's Offspring. Use hostages on the opposing islands to inflict a vicious curse that is persistent and unbreakable. 】

[How the method came about is not detailed in the document, but the person who wrote the document had several guesses.] Because the curse is the heir of the demon, it is speculated that the demon gave a dream to the leader or elder of the island's inhabitants, and the other is that the island's inhabitants were possessed by a demon on the bottom of the sea, and some are speculated that there is a cursed stone tablet left by an ancestor somewhere on the island, and those who touch the stone tablet will be able to know the curse method. 】

[None of these methods have been proven.] The only evidence is that the vicious curse of the Demon Heir does work, but it is too great for the enemy to be cursed, but it cannot be avoided not only by the enemy. Neither the creator of the demon heir nor the enemy who is used as material can escape the curse. 】

[The island and its inhabitants have always been plagued by cursed dolls, and the curse lasted for about a hundred years before it dissipated naturally, and in the process, the inhabitants of the island had to fear for their lives every night, and because of this, the inhabitants of the island were more harmonious with each other, as they had to build ships that could sail far away from their homeland. 】

[That's all I learned, in addition, I discussed with my colleague how to break the curse, and the result was to make an opposite cursed doll, and then let them cancel each other out, what is the actual situation, we don't know very well, maybe we will get two cursed dolls?] Maybe! 】

[Dr. Matthew.] 】

Rely on the natural passage of time to make the curse disappear......

Hawkeye repeated the phrase in his mind.

Dr. Matthew's email provided some information, but it was not important and of little value. The information that Hawkeye wants to know most is how to save 'himself' from being killed by the Cursed Doll, which is not mentioned in Dr. Matthew's email at all, and besides, the idea of cracking the Cursed Doll, no matter how you think about it, is not a solution.

Hawkeye closes the lid of the notebook and rests with her back against the chair.

Even if there are still frequent wars in the world, but they are all fought for profit, in short, the purpose of war is not to kill anyone, but to gain something, there is a high probability of surviving after surrendering and becoming a captive, however, genocide, the killing of a certain type of people, is still not allowed, and even if it happens, it is possible that it will be wiped out in a very short time, because the rest of the countries will definitely unite.

The only place where Dr. Matthew's proposed method can actually be carried out is in a closed environment similar to the small island of Twilight, i.e., a small area of genocide.

Not feasible.

Hawkeye ruled out this idea entirely.

……

No. 5218, Building 5, Jinhui Home, Haiyu Road, Changhe City.

Hawkeye confirmed his position, which was the same as the one sent by Zhang Ming, and pressed his right index finger on the doorbell.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

There was some hurried footsteps from inside the dark green iron door, and when he was downstairs just now, Hawkeye had already called to confirm that Zhang Ming was indeed at home.

The sound of the door lock turning, and then, a middle-aged man with short black hair appeared in front of Hawkeye, he was Zhang Ming, who Hawkeye was looking for.

Zhang Ming's hairline is a little high, the stubble on his face is not shaved, he is about 172cm tall, wearing blue monochrome pajamas, his eyes are red, and he is very tired.

"You're Zhang Ming, right? I'm Kuang Shihan. Hawkeye handed over the bag of fruit in his hand, and at the same time handed over his identification, on the delicate card, Kuang Shihan was straightforward.

"Come in." Zhang Ming didn't thank him or say much, got out of the way, and then turned around and walked towards the house.

Hawkeye walked in, and a strange smell mixed with multiple scents came to his nose, but he didn't hide his face, but suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

"Sit." Zhang Ming stretched out his hand and motioned for Hawkeye to sit on the sofa.

In the living room, things are placed in a mess, there are potato chips snack bags, there are trampled pill boxes, all kinds of books and clothes are littered on the coffee table, and the garbage in the trash can has been piled up, but fortunately there are no mosquitoes flying on it.

"I'll clean it up, it's a bit of a mess." Zhang Ming scratched the back of his head with his right hand, then stretched out his hands, pushed all the things on the coffee table aside, and then wiped it with his own clothes, "Soon after that incident, my wife and I divorced, I don't blame her, if the divorce can get her out of the shadows, I am willing." Zhang Ming whispered, he seemed to be very scared, very worried that Hawkeye would not believe him.

"I can understand." Hawkeye reached out and grabbed Zhang Ming's hand, "No, let's get to the point first." ”

"I'll pour you a glass of water." Zhang Ming didn't dare to look at Hawkeye, however, his avoidance made Hawkeye even more suspicious.

"No need, sit down." Hawkeye's tone at this time had the power to make people dare not resist, and he waited until Zhang Ming sat on the sofa before slowly letting go of his hand. A palm-sized brown notebook appeared in Hawkeye's hand, and he opened it and flipped straight to the second page, "I want to know where you buried the cursed doll." He asked straight to the point.

"Building 19, Yuehe Road, Changhe County, Changhe City, detached house." Zhang Ming looked at the coffee table and said.

Hawkeye jotted down the address, then stared at Zhang Ming's face and continued to ask, "Where exactly?" Front yard or backyard? ”

"Backyard." Zhang Ming's breathing was a little short.

"Buried in the backyard and never touched again? Is 19 your house? Have you sold or rented it out to someone else? Hawkeye pretended not to see Zhang Ming's reaction.

"I haven't moved, I don't want to see that doll again, is that called a cursed doll?" Zhang Ming shook his head slightly when he said this, "Building 19 is my house, it is vacant now, no one lives in it, if you want to go to the cursed doll, you can go at any time, I can give you the key." ”

"Thank you." Hawkeye thanked him, "I wonder what a cursed doll looks like?" ”

"What does it look like?" Hearing this question, Zhang Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole face froze, and after a while, he said slowly: "That's it, an ordinary doll, the appearance of a rabbit, wearing a pink skirt." Heavy breathing rang out in the living room.

Hawkeye also recorded Zhang Ming's description of the cursed doll, and after he finished writing, he continued to ask, "What do you mean is the same as an ordinary doll?" Eagle Eye's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he had an idea in his heart, he opened the laptop, "Zhang Ming, I'll show you a picture, I hope you can answer me honestly." ”

"Good...... It's ......" Zhang Ming's body trembled, and for some reason, he felt that the living room was much colder.