He was wearing a long black shadow.

This man is Su Xian in the middle of the night.

His eyes were long and cold, and his face had no expression.

It's too late at night. There are few people in the sky above the asphalt road.

Apart from him, no one knows what he did here and why he appeared in front of the villa.

There is no front yard in the villa. There is only a small door carved with Roman wall patterns. A black chandelier is hung on the upper right corner of the dark brown wooden door. The lamp inside is covered with glass, and it radiates a bright light.

Su Xian went to the door with a Black Retro bone umbrella, and then knocked on the door.

He knocked three times, very regularly.

And after these three sounds, suddenly the small door was opened, and an elderly woman with curly hair appeared wearing presbyopia glasses.

Su Xian looked at her, slightly jaw, and then the old woman gave him a place to let him in.

Su Xian took the umbrella and put it in the basket at the door. The handle was carved with complicated patterns. At this time, Gu Lingling put one of them.

Su Xian looked at the scene in front of him and squinted slightly.

There was a staircase ahead, long and steep.

And the old lady has already supported the armrest.

He followed behind.

As soon as he came in, there was a faint smell of sandalwood in the air. At first, Su Xian didn't know where it came from, but when he went upstairs, he saw rows of bookshelves and clocks of different sizes.

And the clock is made of mahogany except for the needle.

Hanging on the wall, in front of bookshelves, on the floor, in front of the windows, an old man with a white beard in a black tuxedo sat by the window with a gentleman's cap and a pair of glasses, and a cane in front of a mahogany table.

Su Xian saw him and held his breath.

Obviously, this is the one who agreed with himself hypnotist.

After hearing the voice of the visitor, the old man stopped what he was busy with and looked at it.

As Su Xian approached step by step, his shoes made a steady sound on the wooden floor.

"Hello, sir. I'm Mr. Su who made an appointment with you on the phone."

When Su Xian approached, he saw a very thick book on his desk, which was as thick as a big dictionary. The leather cover protected the contents of the book. The paper was slightly yellow, as if it had been a long time ago.

It's just that none of this matters.

What's important is that the book has a face portrait of a person, surrounded by some code words, as if recording some relevant information.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Su."

The hypnotist got up politely and said, but his eyes fell on Su Xian's face for a long time.

It seems that at a glance, there are traces of the existence of this person in his mind.

After su Xian sat down and looked at him, he also recalled whether he had the memory of this person in his mind, but obviously, it was not.

He didn't know him and didn't have the slightest impression.

This made his heart feel a little heavy.

Because of this, he seems to feel more like a replica.

Now that it's over, he's ready to say, "Mr. Engel --"

"I've met you, young man."

Enge, the hypnotist, looked at Su Xian and said directly.

This words fall, Su Xian suddenly a tight body!

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