The more the presenter advanced towards the two buildings at the center of the explosion, the more the revelation made Furchart's heart tremble, even trembling, the strength of the man he had seen with his own eyes was as high as a mountain, and the huge black shadow that dozens of people and even dozens of submachine guns could not hurt in his hands was scattered in his hands.

And now they have to deal with such people.

He didn't know what Furchart's mood was at this time, but if there was a mirror, his face would be very unsightly.

Why do you have to provoke him, although he seems a little unkind...... But it doesn't seem to be a brutal guy either.

For details, please refer to Capricorn King.

Folchart remembered him saying that as long as he found the book and gave it to him, then it was none of his own business, oh yes, and Meggie's voice, and he was afraid that he would be sent back to the book, so Meggie's voice was taken away by him.

However, Furchart believes there must be a way to give Meggie's voice back to her without allowing Meggie to send him back.

Forgive Folchart for this squirrel-like thought, because this is normal, Furchart is just an ordinary person, and when faced with a threat that is not dangerous, ordinary people will feel angry, or rebel.

They may be afraid and silent when faced with a more dangerous threat, and when the threat has reached a point beyond his imagination, most will compromise.

Just like Furchart.

So he didn't understand the action of the New York Police Department on TV at this time, was it really because there was an uncontrollable and huge threat in New York City, was this serious? They didn't even know there was such a guy in New York City until they told them about the existence of this man.

But in any case, Furchat was not optimistic about their actions.

And the corpses being shown on TV also explain this very well.

"Oh my God! What's going on?! ”

"Are they all dead?"

Even the onlookers on the TV who were not afraid of big things let out bursts of exclamations and screams, and the host wittily shifted the camera at the signal of his colleagues, moving the station to a new billboard, instead of the lifeless human body lying on the ground, cold as if asleep.

“…… Okay, the situation on the scene is a bit complicated, we'll give you more details later...... "The blonde presenter probably didn't even notice herself, her voice trembled a little, and even the microphone in her hand trembled slightly.

Luckily, though, there was already a better news subject for her to temporarily divert her attention.

"Look, what is that?" The presenter pointed to the billboard and said, "This is ...... A bride, she ran away from the wedding, but why would she knock on the door of the castle painted on a billboard. ”

Furchart watched with amazement as a young girl in a white wedding dress stood in front of a billboard, banging on the printed door of the colourful castle, she looked like a princess, but unfortunately she was a psychopath.

"You...... Hello, Mr. Furchart, right? While Furchart was watching the TV intently, a man's voice suddenly came out next to him.

Furchart is startled, and when he looks back, he sees that it is Stan, who has just finished writing the story for the emergency, and he has just sat down next to him.

"Yes." Facing Stan, who was the first to unleash his friendliness, Furchart nodded.

"Nice to meet you." Stan says, "I'm R......"

"I know who you are." "Mr. R.L. Stein, the original author of Goosebumps, the author of the world's best-selling suspense horror books, I've read your book, the full set, and I like it very much. ”

Stan was stunned, apparently not expecting that Furchart, who didn't seem to be easy to communicate, would say such a big thing about some of the people who didn't want to enter.

Furchart also seemed to sense that it was a little rude to interrupt others in this way, so he hurriedly remedied it and seemed to squeeze out a smile.

But this smile is a bit far-fetched in Stan's eyes, and he is keenly aware of Folchat's emotions, which most suspense story writers are very observant.

"You seem scared?" Stan asks tentatively.

"Yes." Furchart squeezed out a forced smile again, as if relieved, and said, "I was a little scared. ”

"Why?" Stan's voice is soft.

Furchat's voice was also soft, and he shook his head and gestured slightly to the left and right, "I'm a German." He said.

Stan immediately understood what Furchart meant, and although these things were not covered in his work, it did not mean that Stan did not understand, on the contrary, he was very perceptive.

It was a bit embarrassing for a German to sit at the headquarters of the FBI.

Foreigners who appear at the FBI headquarters are generally either spies or ...... Uh, no.

The FBI is an internal department, so there is probably no connection and cooperation in general, these are CIA things.

So I can't help but feel uncomfortable sitting here, it's not a good feeling to be full of agents from other countries, like someone staring at you all the time.

Stan also seems to realize the awkwardness of the topic, so he immediately throws it out of his mind and goes straight to the point, "You read this guy out of your daughter?" He asked.

Although it was also sad, it was obviously much better than the previous topic, Folchart nodded a little sadly, and because of this, his daughter was now separated from him and could not be reunited with her family.

But there is also a good side to things, that is, after the wooden cage fell, Lisa was inserted into the abdomen by a wooden stubble, and she was already in a near-death state, but Yi Huan rescued her easily.

"And what exactly is his origin?" Stan asked, "You guys call Silvertongue...... Because you can read the story and turn it into reality, then where did he come from, and since it is a story, then there must be a source. ”

"Harry Potter? Or The Lord of the Rings? Stan's brow furrowed, his glasses on the bridge of his nose, resembling a statue with his facial features clustered together, no wonder he looks a little vicious, not only does Stan have a vicious voice, but even his appearance gives people a terrible feeling of being a strange person at first glance.

Furchart shook his head again, his tone even more mournful, "I don't know. "I don't know where Meggie got that book, or which story he was in." ”

"He never said where he came from after he appeared, and the only Meggie who knew the truth was captured by him, the book...... Also lost. ”

"Oh, that's unfortunate." Stan shrugged, then realized it was rude, and quickly remedied, "Well, no, I mean, it's a coincidence, but life is often more dramatic than art, and maybe things will change in a way you can't imagine." ”

"That's for the best." Folchart squeezed out an ugly smile, but didn't expect it, "I just want to find that book and end it all now, I'm not optimistic about this operation, I think...... It was a mistake for them to do it without even figuring out what they were facing. ”

"He didn't provoke at all, and even if he did...... No, nor should it be. Furchart said hesitantly.

"How should that be?" Stan asked rhetorically, with a hint of a smile in his voice, or friendly, which was not easy for the vicious guy, "Carving out a piece of private territory for him on the land?" A country within a state? ”

"No, no, it's not like that." Furchart said quickly, but I am afraid that even he himself did not know what he wanted to express, and shook his head for a long time, but did not say a useful word.

Seeing this, Stan smiled again, and said, "You really think they were going to deal with that guy...... Is it to eliminate destabilizing factors that are detrimental to law and order? ”

Folchart froze for a moment, he heard something else in Stan's words, but ......, "Isn't it?" "He is indeed an uneasy factor," he asked rhetorically. ”

"It's true that that person is dangerous." Stan whispered, "But there are many ways to nip instability in the bud, and diplomacy is the most commonly used." ”

"Only when diplomacy cannot be agreed, war is the next resort, and there is a large-scale round-up as soon as it comes up."

"They just don't want him to be exposed." "Because sooner or later, any means other than war will expose him, and only by killing him can we erase all traces." ”

"Why don't you want to expose him?" Furchart felt that the more he listened, the more he could not understand.

"Because through him, you will find out about Silver Tongue, and even more, such as me." Stan said, "It's a completely subversive force that exists in technology, can you imagine that magic actually exists?" ”

"I can create objects and even people out of thin air by reading aloud, and I can even create new stories and then create new monsters, which places the law of conservation of matter."

"This is magic, this is the realm of the gods, it is a power that does not belong to mortals, and most importantly, it subverts everything we know about the world now, and it is extremely powerful."

"I don't know if this power will replace technology as the mainstream in the future, after all, our number seems to be small, but it is undeniable that it is powerful."

"I've heard that the appearance of the silver tongue seems to be very random, and no one knows who will be the silver tongue, which means that there are all over the world, maybe other countries have found it and know about it, maybe they don't."

"The FBI must know more about these things than I do, they didn't know about Silvertongue and me in the first place, which means they never found out about this, and now they do, so the only thing they have to do is keep it a secret, and the longer the better."

"I believe that an intelligence service that serves the state listens to whom to conceal information, you can definitely think clearly, this is a new force, and no one can give up."

Furchart stopped talking, if he didn't understand this, the road he had walked for so many years would be in vain, but this made him even more uneasy, originally he thought it was just a kidnapping, but then he felt that after his identity was exposed, he might be ordered to cooperate with the investigation.

But now, he suddenly found himself seemingly swept up to a more classified level, how could this not make him panic.

"When they find out that guy is tricky, they may give up killing him, but that doesn't mean they give up, even if they can't kill him, they must be expelled, that is, they must send him back to the book, this is the final bottom line." Stan said categorically.

Furchart still seemed to sit there dumbfounded, but Stan seemed to have sparked the nagging potential within him, but just as he was about to continue chattering, Brian suddenly walked up to the two of them silently, and said in his usual optimistic tone, "Hey guys, are you ready to go to war?" ”

"Huh?" Now it's Stan's turn to froze with Furchart.

"The news coming from the front is very bad." Brian said with a slightly serious face, "The mysterious man is more dangerous and terrifying than imagined, I'm afraid that our people have already died in the line of duty, but we have already begun to prepare for the second time, this time it will be several times more powerful than the last time." ”

"Strive to get him this time, we can't do too many large-scale operations, otherwise it will affect the entire city, this time it must be successful, otherwise the city will be dangerous."

"So you're going to follow us, of course, you and I are in the rear, you don't have to show up at all, by the way, Stan, is the book you just wrote working, why haven't I heard about it yet?"

"And you said you had figured out how to deal with him, what about your new story?"

The corners of Stan's mouth twitched, and it was a novel experience to have someone urging him to write after arriving at FBI headquarters.

But before Stan could explain, Brian said to himself, "Forget it, let's talk on the road, bring your notebook and typewriter, I heard that there's a new fairytale princess in New York, do any of you know what's going on?" ”

Brian's style was the same as always, his mouth opened and he couldn't stop, and he could talk all the way, and just as he was talking to himself, Folchart suddenly asked, "Do we have to kill him, Meggie is still by his side, and he doesn't look so easy to deal with, it's already ...... Already ......"

Brian, apparently understanding what Folchart didn't mean, paused slightly, and replied, "We wouldn't have done this if there had been a better option, but he had to leave this world and go back to his book, and that's the bottom line, and we can't let such a dangerous factor stay in New York City." ”

With that, Brian goes to find the others, but he doesn't notice that Folchart, who is left behind, inadvertently glances at Stan.

Both understood what each other meant.

"Actually, I already know." Brian shrugged, "See, I can see the reflection through the iron house number fixed on the wall, and I can guess the movements of the people behind me." ”

"I don't care what they know, because ...... No one can resist the will of the United States. (To be continued.) )