"Who's out there?" The sound of conversation at the door alarmed Stan in the house, and he ran downstairs, saying viciously while the man was still upstairs.

Hannah and Zaston at the door looked at Stan together, and Zass shrugged at Hannah's innocent gaze before reintroducing again, "FIB, there's something I'd like to talk to you about, sir." ”

Stan's figure abruptly stopped, then froze......

"Do you want coffee?" Stan herds Hannah upstairs and asks Zath from the couch.

"No, thank you." Zas is still smiling, and although Stan doesn't say hello at all, he finds a seat across from Stan.

"That's for the best." Stan glared at Zas, "The coffee is gone. ”

Even in the face of the FBI, Stan's bad temper still doesn't stop there.

"What are you looking for from me, sir?" He was the first to ask.

Stan doesn't remember anything anymore, and he still has an instinctive panic when he faces the FBI, not because of what happened before, but because of Hannah's identity.

As Zass said, Hannah had nothing to do with him, not even identification.

He didn't know what happened to the FBI's visit, but after thinking about it, it could only be related to Hannah.

Sure enough, Zas smiled slightly, and then asked unhurriedly, "Before we get down to business, I have a question for Mr. Stan, who is that little girl just now." ”

Stan was shocked, but he resisted his panic and asked in a vicious voice, "Maybe it's just the neighbor's kid." ”

"Neighbor, are you sure?" Zas smiled.

"Of course not, she's my adopted daughter, are you an idiot?" Stan scoffs.

If it were an ordinary person, he might have been fooled by Stan, but Zath had read Stan's information, and he knew that Stan had not adopted any daughters at all, and there was no adoption process at all.

Zass knew the answer in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface.

"But as far as I know, you don't have any adoption process at all." He said.

"You investigate me?" Stan immediately stares at Zas viciously.

"Nope." Zas smiled and shook his head, "I just happened to have read a little bit of information." ”

There are a lot of things that don't conform to the rules and can't be said in the open, but there are more things that are unspoken rules, even if Stan really knows that Zas is secretly investigating himself, but since the other party is putting on such a rogue attitude, Stan really can't do anything to the other party.

Even if you go to the police, this matter will end up in the end, and it is not a big deal, but the trouble it brings to yourself will be endless.

So Stan gritted his teeth, not knowing how to proceed or what the FBI was trying to do.

"So we all actually know it, so let's get to the bottom of it, who the hell is she." Zas asked again.

"She's my daughter, adopted." Stan still bites at this, not letting go.

"It's not good for you to be entangled like this, either you tell me who she is, or I'll immediately report to the police station and tell him that there is someone illegally imprisoned here, choose one of the two, you choose."

"What?!" Two surprised questions, the former from Stan and the latter from Hannah's little friend who had been eavesdropping upstairs, didn't expect the self-proclaimed FBI guy to be so shameless.

Stan glared at Hannah back, then gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want, money, I can give you money, but don't you come and harass me again!" ”

Stan has a lot of money, but he's a goosebumps author, and none of the best-selling books of the year can be seen from the fact that he can toss around two dozen cities in ten years.

He is not short of money, not even an ordinary rich man.

And Stan can only think that this FBI is here for money, but he can't help it.

"Nope." Zas shook his head again, he knew that Stan was very alert, and he couldn't ask anything like that, because ordinary people wouldn't believe in Silvertongue at all, so he said directly, "I'm not in it for money, I'm just trying to determine where the girl came from, and someone read her out of the storybook." ”

"Huh?" Stan was stunned, completely unaware of what Zas was saying.

But Zas was surprised that Stan's inner secret had been revealed, so he continued, "It's Silvertongue, or you're the Silvertongue, right?" ”

"I, I don't know what you're talking about." Stan waved his hand, and then his voice slowly weakened, and he stared at Zath for a moment before he said slowly, "I don't know what you mean by Silver Tongue, but she was created by me, and I wrote it." ”

"Huh? Write? "Now it's Zas's turn to be confused......

When Zas leaves Stan's house, he finds that trouble is getting worse.

Deleting the information from his phone, Zas leaned back in the driver's seat.

Stan's investigation did not encounter any danger, but it brought a bigger clue to Zath, there are not only people in this world who have a special ability of Silver Tongue, but there are many others, at least in addition to Silver Tongue, there is also Stan.

Goosebumps author R.L. Stein, but who would have known that he could turn his own story into reality.

Zas was glad that Stan's ability only worked on the books he typed out on his typewriter, and that the publishing houses did not work at all, otherwise the world would have been in disarray.

But even so, Zas felt a little overwhelmed.

Because he realizes that Stan and Hannah's memories have also been erased, and their memories are missing, Stan only remembers that something went wrong with the monsters yesterday, but fortunately it didn't make a big difference, and after he took all the monsters back, he spent a day at home and recreated Hannah.

But specifically, he couldn't remember clearly what monsters came out, how they were caught, and even what he did and thought about yesterday, he only had a vague impression, and he couldn't think about it.

Zass is very observant, it's normal to not remember what you ate, it's normal to not remember what happened yesterday, but it's not normal for an author to not remember what you wrote yesterday.

Zas asked, but Stan couldn't answer, and the result was already obvious.

And the trouble caused by the monster yesterday is probably not a small trouble at all, even the police force of the entire state has been dispatched, will it be a small trouble, although Zas knows that those police officers have always liked to make a big fuss, but he also knows that it must not be a small matter to be able to make the chief of the state police department so flustered.

While he didn't understand why everything had been restored today, Zas only thought it had something to do with the wizard he had seen on the tape.

There were no clues pointing to him, but Zas had only a gut feeling.

He believed in his feelings, which were more useful than clues, and had even found many useful ideas for him.

First the dragon, then the silver tongue, then the wizard, and now a Stan, Zas felt that he couldn't handle these things on his own, and that he needed to ask the bureau for help.

Zas never felt that he was a lone hero, and he was a real idiot if he didn't use his great resources.

What's more, he has no contradictions with his boss, but has a good relationship, and this will not involve any political matters, so he doesn't have to worry about someone embarrassment.

Starting the car again, Zas felt like his vacation was over......

In the office, Berica looked at the documents handed by Zath with a blank face, and then threw them heavily on the table.

"That's what you gave me when you came back from vacation, and it's only been three days?" Berica asked, looking uncertain.

Zas shrugged, "Uh, Hawaiian words...... I still seem to be able to find my tips from last year's vacation, and I can give you a copy. ”

Berica sneered, and then didn't mean to pursue it any further, "You always surprise me. She said.

"You don't always let me down, boss." Zas smiled, then relaxed.

"Tell me what you found." Berica gestured to the document on the table and motioned for Zas to elaborate on what had not been written on it.

"I left a tape that I found at the scene at the time, and I found some clues...... Delaware ......" Zas quickly recounted the experience of the past few days to Berica, thinking that to get the support of the bureau, the first thing to do was to pass Berica.

Berica didn't speak, listening quietly to Zas's narration, and then she spoke, "You mean there's another one that came out of the book...... Wizard, left outside? ”

"Yes." Zas nodded, "He erased my memories of him and everything about him. ”

"What wizard?" Bereka asked, "Is it the kind of wizard who cooks strange things in a cauldron on a broomstick?" ”

"I don't know, maybe you'll have a chance to see it." Zas shrugged, "I've forgotten most of the things, but his magic is so powerful that we can't understand it. ”

"Why didn't you tell me these things in the first place?" Berica asked again.

"It's just a gut feeling." Zas's answer was irresponsible, but Berica just shook her head and didn't pursue it.

Zas is a qualified agent who has done many missions well, and his biggest characteristic and flaw is that he likes to chase the truth, and of course, Berica doesn't think that the wizard who came out of the story is unimportant.

But what can one person do, in such a big world, a world of powerful technology.

"I also know about the police transfer around Delaware, what do you think?" Berica paused for a moment, then asked again.

Zas had no clues, and his magic ruined the story, and most of his judgments were his inferences and speculations, "I suspect the whole town has been hypnotized." ”

"The whole town." Berry repeated.

"Yes." Zas nodded, "It's not happening outside of our country like in Germany, it's really happening in our country's cities, and we can't just let it go." ”

Bereka took a deep breath and shoved the materials on the table into the shredder next to her, "Do you know why you're the agent in the bureau with the highest mission completion rate in five years?" Berica asked, "Because you're smart enough." ”

Zas's brow twitched, but his face remained calm, it didn't sound good, and Bereka sounded like he was telling him to leave it alone, but he couldn't think of any reason for Berica to stop him.

It was not a high-level problem, nor a problem outside the country, but an internal problem, which the FBI should be responsible for, so Zas couldn't think of a reason for Berica to stop him.

It's just that I didn't expect that in the next sentence, Bereka changed her words and said again, "But do you know why you can only rank in these five years?" ”

"Why?" Zas asked unbelievably as Berica thought of it.

"Because of one person, when he is there, we have no task that cannot be completed." Berica smiled, stood up, walked to the safe at the back of the office, which only the director had permission to open, and took something out of it.

It was a finger-thick pill bottle containing more than a dozen transparent pills.

Then, under Zath's astonished gaze, she placed the object in front of him.

"What is this?" Zas stared at the drugs on the table, his mind was a little confused, a series of things had already messed up his brain, so he couldn't guess what Director Berica was going to do with a certain drug mysteriously, and for a moment he even wondered if the director meant that he had taken too much.

"Go find him, take this with you." Bereka nodded at Zas.

"Who?"

"Our Special Counsel, Brian, Brian Fincher." Berica said......

Zas had wondered what kind of person Brian would be, because he had already inquired on the way here, and when Director Berica was still an agent, Brian was already a special adviser to the FBI, and the missions he participated in were 100% perfectly executed, and he was a legend.

But strangely, Zas had never heard his name.

It was only after Berica told him that he had access to a pitiful number of files in the database, and there was even very little information about Brian, not even a photo.

Zas thought he might be a handsome agent, or a middle-aged man, or a ruthless, shrewd killer type, but never thought he would be an otaku.

And when I found him, I was swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and I was hanging out with several women.

It looks like it's no different from those hip-hop artists.

But his reaction was extremely sensitive, he guessed almost at a glance that he had a mission, and it was from the FBI, he laughed and drove away the women, and then sat down in front of Zas, and even joked funny, guessing Zas's news.

Zas had never seen anyone like this, but since he had been recommended by Berica, he decided to trust him for the time being, and of course, this trust was only a little.

"What are you going to do?" Zas asked, the clue Brian already knew pretty much, so the next step was his plan.

"Of course it's involved." Brian had a funny smile on his face, "How can such a fun thing be without me, a dragon and a wizard, ah, I feel like I'm playing a dungeon." ”

"I just haven't been to the bureau in a while, why did the world suddenly change, did you buy the latest dungeon expansion?"

Decided not to hear this, Zas took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions that were tumbling inside, and asked again, "What did I say...... How are you going to solve these problems. ”

"I'm definitely going to meet one of the players." Brian said, standing up and getting dressed, "Let's go, oh, by the way, give me something first, my medicine is better." ”

“…… Miscellaneous. Zas was stunned for a moment, then reacted, he took out the bottle of medicine that Berica had given him, and handed it to Brian.

Brian raised his eyebrows slightly, whistling and taking the thing.

"What is this?" Seeing that Brian obviously knew this thing, Zas finally asked the question that had been holding back in his heart.

Brian exaggeratedly held the medicine bottle in front of him, then counted it carefully, then threw it in his hand and put it in his pocket, "This is NTZ-48, a medicine that can make people smarter." ”

"What?" Zas still didn't know why, but Brian had already walked out, so Zas could only hurriedly follow, and asked behind as he hurried, "Where are we going?" ”

"Germany." Brian didn't look back in front of him, then waved his hand and pocketed his other hand.

He likes it.

The medicine cannot be stopped. (To be continued.) )