The night seemed to be boiling.
Gu Jianlin calmly looked at the person across the table, and then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the cafeteria.
It's 6:05, and there are still fifty-five minutes before the cafeteria chef and the cook aunt go to work.
Although the school cafeteria was very dark, he still didn't want to involve them.
Fifty-five minutes to resolve the battle.
enough.
"how did you find me?"
After the clown was stiff for a long time, he slowly raised his head, with a very ordinary face, and a noodle hanging from the corner of his mouth, and said inexplicably: "How dare you find me?"
Gu Jianlin said expressionlessly: "As long as it exists, it will leave traces. Whether you are armed with myths or extraordinary abilities, it may help you avoid the exploration of extraordinary means, but it cannot help you erase it. Get rid of the traces you left on this world. At least the thing you are using does not have this effect."
The clown was silent for a few seconds and put down his chopsticks.
"Even so, the Ether Association and the Tribunal have used conventional means to find me."
He asked curiously: "So many experts and detectives from the task force can't find me. How did you do it?"
Gu Jianlin said calmly: "Just because they can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it."
Impeccable answer.
"Awesome. People around you say you are crazy, but you seem to have really inherited your father's talent."
The clown gave a thumbs up: "As a reward for finding me, you can die more comfortably later."
Gu Jianlin smiled silently.
As expected, this group of people had been monitoring him for a long time.
The clown licked his lips and asked again: "Then how did you dare to come in front of me?"
"I have something to ask you."
Gu Jianlin raised his eyes and said softly: "Besides...you have nothing to be afraid of."
Zizzi.
The lights on the ceiling overhead flickered, and there was a faint ray of light.
For an instant, the clown's face was in the shadow, so eerie and weird, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.
Almost to the ears.
"Actually, you should be afraid. Even if you have most likely completed your awakening now, the Ether Association should have told you how dangerous I am. Let me guess, your confidence comes from the Association?"
He sneered: "Do you really think the Ether Association is willing to help you? Don't you know what your identity is? A son of a fallen person. If they value you, they can't use you to lure me into the bait."
Gu Jianlin said nothing. He actually vaguely guessed the purpose behind this task, but it didn't matter.
"Finally, as a newcomer, what you should do is make up more classes."
The clown raised a finger and smiled: "Everyone knows that villains die from talking too much, but the magician is an exception. For the magician, every look, every action, every word is Fight. After today, you and your family will pay a very heavy price for your stupidity."
Gu Jianlin said indifferently: "I think there is no difference between you and Li Changzhi, that cannon fodder."
The clown's eyes suddenly turned cold, like a poisonous snake in the dark.
For a moment, Gu Jianlin saw a dark sky in front of him, and a murmuring voice sounded in his ears, making him feel like he was floating in the clouds, his whole body was numb and drowsy.
Hypnosis!
The reason why the clown talks so much is just to use words, actions, and even eyes to exert psychological suggestions.
In the application of hypnosis, the clown is more skilled than Li Changzhi.
"Go to sleep, have a good sleep, you are already very tired..."
The clown's voice is strange and deep, like a dark lullaby.
Gu Jianlin's eyes were lowered, and in the depths of his dark pupils, it seemed as if an ancient and majestic black unicorn had awakened!
The golden vertical pupils are burning fiercely!
The clown was slightly startled, as if he had a bad premonition.
boom!
Gu Jianlin suddenly reached out, grabbed the unfinished bowl of noodles, and dunked it directly on his head!
Noodles and noodle soup were smeared on his face and dripping down.
The clown let out an angry roar and ripped the steel bowl off his head.
At this time, Gu Jianlin had already pulled out the Desert Eagle from his waist, skillfully loaded the gun, took aim, and pulled the trigger!
He had practiced this action thousands of times last night.
Bang bang bang!
Three muffled sounds, the muzzle of the gun was silenced by alchemical technology, and it only made a sound similar to the impact of a basketball.
However, these three bullets were all empty.
After hearing the sound of the Desert Eagle being loaded, the clown reacted instantly. He was still sitting on the chair, but the next moment it exploded into a ball of smoke and disappeared.
Teleportation.
If you are a normal person, you will definitely panic if you lose your target in such a dim environment.
Gu Jianlin was unusually calm. Without looking back, he raised his hand sideways and pulled the trigger as fast as lightning.
With a bang, a dagger stabbing his back was blown away by the kinetic energy of the bullet.
He twisted his waist again, adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and pulled the trigger.
Another two shots without mercy!
The muzzle flash disappeared.
A hoarse, suppressed cry of pain sounded in the dark night.
Blood spattered onto the floor.
The clown held his bleeding shoulder with an expression of disbelief on his face.
It was as if he couldn't understand what happened just now.
He is a second-level magician. Facing a zero-level newcomer, his hypnosis failed!
Moreover, the young man in front of him had predicted his location in advance and adjusted the muzzle of his gun.
Therefore, we can seize the fleeting opportunity and deflect his dagger.
In fear, he once again used teleportation to change positions and tactics.
Unexpectedly, he was shot directly.
The most shocking thing is that this boy has never used any extraordinary powers from beginning to end!
"Very confusing?"
Gu Jianlin said softly: "Why don't you guess now why I have to talk to you so much?"
The clown was stunned.
The answer to this question is profiling.
The reason why Gu Jianlin talked to him so much was to improve the other person's personality portrait.
The more complete the personality profile is, the better he understands the other person.
Then control the other party's psychology.
Every movement, every expression.
Something as subtle as the changes in eyes, the frequency and rhythm of breathing.
can reveal inner thoughts.
Including silence, the rhythm of the clown's life is as sharp and harsh as nails scraping on a blackboard. Such an uncomfortable noise is too obvious and cannot be ignored.
Gu Jianlin used this information to profile and predict the other party's actions in advance.
To achieve this kind of miracle that is almost like a prophet!
"I told you, you shouldn't have revealed so much information to me."
Gu Jianlin shrugged: "Your resistance to fighting is good. You must have hurt yourself before and are used to the pain. And you have learned mixed martial arts for a while, you must have been trained by the Ether Association, right? I am not as good as you on these two points. But I You know how to profile, even if you don’t say a word from now on, it’s already too late. The longer I play, the better I know you.”
The clown held his bleeding left shoulder, his facial expression twisted, and his eyes were extremely cold.
"Six o'clock the day after tomorrow? I'm sorry, I can't wait that long."
Gu Jianlin held a pistol in his left hand, picked up a chair with his right hand, and walked up to it expressionlessly.
"Next, I will guess every move you make."
The wind howling outside the door lifted the black hair on his forehead. The young man's eyes were as cold as looking at a dead man, and his voice was also cold and hoarse: "You are the one who should be afraid."
