The Death Knell

Su Ming seized the beard wax from Monaco and started using it immediately. His beard was not long, only a short layer of stubble, but regular maintenance and trimming was still necessary.

Especially after acquiring the quantum concept, hair, beard, and other body hair issues need to be closely monitored.

"Speaking of Monaco, your beard wax is so good, haven't you thought about mass production?" After smearing his beard, Su Ming took the small jar and went to the house to find the big cat and closed it. The cat, whose eyes experienced the taste of dreams, also smeared some on his face.

“It’s not that easy to make.”

Monaque touched his chin distressedly, and when he saw Deathstroke picking out a large lump of wax with his fingers and smearing it on a cat's face, he felt that his heart was about to stop:

"Just the special toad oil squeezed from the toad is not easy to process. Now the earth is getting more and more polluted, and the output of magic resources is not what it used to be. I collected this from the Goblin Chamber of Commerce."

"You can catch a live toad later, and I will arrange for Casillas to start the related cloning project." Deathstroke stuffed the remaining beard wax into his pocket, rubbed the cat's face with both hands, and chatted with the moustache mage at the same time: "Here we go. When you have money, how about I build you a mage tower in Contrasia?"

Speaking of which, it seems that the mage tower is not popular in Marvel, at least not in the main dimension.

Nowadays, the four magic temples in the Karma Taj series are not high towers, but mostly castles and villas. Is it true that buildings that are too tall are easily struck by lightning?

"Wait, you mean I made money, and then you took the money from me and built me ​​a completely useless tower on Happy Street?" Monaco showed his face like a subway old man looking at his mobile phone. With an expression on his face, he poked the ground with the civilized stick in his hand and made a thumping sound: "Forget it then, I might as well live in the Tower of London."

The Tower of London is a famous prison. Although it has long been abandoned, it became a tourist attraction after 1994. However, the open area is only the first floor of the side castle, and the upper floors of the White Tower are not open to the public.

It is said to be very haunted, with many headless ghosts, including Queen Anne, roaming the tower at night.

Su Ming was not very familiar with the place. After all, the British castle architectural style dictated that they have many tall towers. However, he knew that the Tower Bridge was the iconic bridge on the Thames River. There were two towers on the piers and the bridge deck was still intact. Can be hung in half.

"Don't refuse in such a hurry. Think about it, as one of the most famous mage on earth, your home in London is more like a rabbit breeding farm. How can a single-family tower in outer space be as respectable as it is?"

The death knell, who returned to the door while rubbing his hands, spoke moving words in a tone full of temptation and encouragement:

"When the time comes, the Magic Tower will be built for you to a height of 8,848 meters. Even one meter less will not be impressive enough. We will also build two stone lions to place at the entrance of the Magic Tower to step on hydrangeas. We will also find you an old lady from Tangshan to be your housekeeper. Once you get home, When he opens his mouth, he says, 'My sister loves to hurt you, Si'er?', with a standard Tangshan accent, Beier has face."

"I don't think I have any dignity! And why do you want an old lady to be your housekeeper?! You can't even go up to the tap water in such a high tower?!" The moustache mage was silent for a moment, and then threw away the cigarette butt in his hand. On the ground, he made very appropriate remarks.

"Don't forget it, I can only blame you for not knowing the goods." Su Ming took out the beer from his pocket, handed a can to Monaco, and then got down to business: "Let's get down to business, is the little mouse we caught still honest?"

"I suspect it is mentally ill because it has been asking questions since it was caught. Even if Wanda used chaos magic to erase its mouth, it could still make sounds."

Recalling the monster that looked a bit like Ghost Rider, Monaco had a complicated expression on his face. It has been almost five hundred years since the Prince of Magic made his debut, but the world can always give him some new life.

The little mouse in the mouth of the death knell, the guy whose real name is "Recorder", looks like a skeleton, but it is not an undead creature, it is not a demon, and it is also not a human. Any creature known to Monaco is at odds with it. Number.

The other world is really full of risks and challenges. Sometimes the magic prince feels like he is getting old.

First it was the living skeleton monster, and then an extremely powerful cat appeared here. The wizard who used to just want to lie down at home and raise rabbits, and occasionally let unknown people help share the cost of casting spells, now has some desire. The thought of traveling.

"It seems that the mouth is not its vocal organ, and there is a high probability that it will not have a brain in its skull." Su Ming touched the black bean sprout's head as a comfort while speaking, which probably meant that it had no new brains to eat today.

"Ugh." The symbiote said it didn't matter, since it didn't lack that bite anyway.

The prey of the origin line is indeed somewhat powerful, but there must be something more delicious than it in the thousands of universes. I have the best host, and it is only a matter of time before I eat those rare products.

"Our methods can cause some damage to it, but the guy has no pain and no unnecessary emotions. It only has a desire for knowledge." Mona opened the pull tab of the beer, took a sip into his mouth, and raised his hand to pick it. He took off his hat and tucked it under his arm: "If you want to torture it, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

How should I put it? Born and raised in a place like India, he was still a cannibal tribe. Although Monaco had never eaten people, when he was young, he often saw people in the tribe torturing the food they caught from the road. '.

Generally speaking, pain and fear are the core elements of interrogation. Once the target cannot feel these emotions, then you may need to use "desire" to pry their mouth open, such as using money or a honey trap.

But if a creature doesn't care about these things, then there is no good way except killing him.

Things like truth serum, lie detectors, and mind reading can only be regarded as auxiliary external objects. In many cases, even humans cannot handle them, let alone use them to deal with a weird energy entity.

"Just give it a try and you'll know. If it doesn't work, you can still make a deal." Su Ming exhaled a puff of smoke, leaned against the door, and looked up at the slowly drifting clouds in the sky: "I answered some of its questions, and it also answered I have some, that sounds fair."

For example, the recorder asked if Deathstroke had eaten. Su Ming replied that he had eaten, and then asked what the plan was for its origin.

It’s fair to ask another question, right?

"The key is that we can't be sure whether it is telling the truth, Slade, in my opinion, unless Xiaofu studies it more deeply and masters its weaknesses enough, the interrogation will have the desired result. "

Monaco is not very optimistic about this interrogation, because the other party can lie, and relying solely on logic to judge whether the other party is telling the truth may not be enough.