Chapter 1051 Shocking the Ordinary People (Twenty-Eight)
Just as Eddie was groping for the candy wrapper with his fingers, a wisp of black mucus quietly climbed up his arm, and with a "swish", it stuck to the candy wrapper. In an instant, the candy wrapper disappeared.
Eddie's eyes widened, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Venom! What are you doing?! This is Dr. Schiller's stuff. You can't move around. You must have basic qualities..."
"I'm not a human!" Venom laughed twice and said, "Anyway, he will only think that you took it..."
"Seriously, do you know this thing?" Eddie asked with some confusion, because he noticed that when he took out the candy wrapper just now, Venom's mood fluctuated a little, and he obviously recognized the candy wrapper.
"I don't know!" Venom immediately gave a negative answer and whistled twice in Eddie's heart. Eddie knew that he must be hiding something, but he was too lazy to argue with him.
After living with Venom for so long, he has discovered that this alien symbiote with an abnormal brain is completely willing to accept soft things rather than hard things. It has to be coaxed into doing anything. If he forcefully forces Venom to hand it over, Venom will She would only compete with him for control of her body, and then run to dance in the canteen downstairs.
Eddie glanced at the coat in his hand. He had also been in the upper class. He could tell by touching the fabric that this coat was expensive and could not be washed.
Eddie had also heard about Schiller's money-grubbing character. If he had dared to approach the washing machine with this thing in the past, even if Schiller was drunk to death, he would definitely jump up and punch himself.
Eddie could only put his coat on top of the washing machine and prepare to go to the proprietress of the canteen tomorrow to ask where there is a dry cleaner. In a community like this, it is not easy to find a dry cleaner that can wash expensive fabrics.
To put it nicely, this is an emerging development area in Brooklyn that has yet to be developed. To put it harshly, it is on the edge of the slums, a place where low-income people live. The people here can’t even afford a piece like this with half a year’s salary. coat.
After Eddie put down his clothes, he walked back to Schiller. He lowered his head and glanced at the cigarette case on the coffee table, and found that at least three cigarettes were missing.
The tobacco part of the stick that Schiller was holding now was almost burned out, but Schiller had no intention of throwing it away.
Eddie reached out and took away the cigarette butt, but Schiller did not respond. He just instinctively reached out to touch the cigarette case on the table. Eddie reached out again and took the cigarette case away, and Schiller raised his eyes to look at him.
Eddie sighed and said: "Doctor...well, Schiller, although I don't know what happened, I feel like your mental state is not right."
At this time, Schiller's penis suddenly tightened, as if he suddenly woke up. He stood up immediately, stared at Eddie's face, and then stretched out his hands to hold his penis. shoulder, and immediately pressed him onto the sofa.
Eddie looked confused. At this time, Schiller was shaking a little. He walked out of the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, quickly came to the cabinet next to him, and started to rummage.
Just as Eddie was about to stand up, Schiller immediately turned back and said coldly: "Sit there and don't move."
Eddie opened his mouth to retort, but when he saw Schiller's murderous eyes, he shut up again. After a while, he asked: "...What are you looking for?"
Schiller's arms were shaking all the time, which caused him to not open the drawer very neatly. When he rummaged through things, he always messed up the things in the drawer, but his movements became faster and faster, and his expression became more and more anxious.
Finally, he shook the remote control in his hand vigorously, turned to look at Eddie, gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you even have a notebook??! Aren't you a reporter?!"
"Well, I always use a computer for work, and I'm not used to bringing things home for work." Eddie, who was sitting where he was, shrugged and said.
Schiller sighed as he squatted there, but soon stood up again, walked back to the sofa and sat down. Eddie stood up and said, "Let me get you a glass of water."
"Come back and sit down." Schiller said without raising his head: "Okay, let's just treat this as a medical record... How have you been lately?"
"I'm doing fine." Eddie nodded and said, "What's wrong with you? Do you want me to call someone?"
"No...no..." Schiller immediately denied: "Put your phone away...put it away immediately! Don't call anyone. If you receive a call later, he will say something nonsense to you. , don’t believe it at all! That’s a liar!”
Eddie frowned in confusion, and Venom said angrily in his heart: "Oh! Our baby Eddie is going to become a test subject!"
As soon as he finished saying this, Schiller looked into Eddie's eyes and said, "Where's Venom? Call him out!"
Venom immediately gasped in Eddie's mind and yelled, "No! Say I'm not here!!!"
"I know you're here." Schiller looked into Eddie's eyes and said, "If you don't come out, don't blame me for turning the sound up to the loudest later. We will die together."
"Oh, damn it, you lunatic!" Venom had no choice but to get out of Eddie's body.
As soon as he came out, his head hit the ceiling, he let out another scream, and then complained: "I told you a long time ago, you should rent a house with a higher floor!"
"That's because you ate too much!" Eddie retorted.
"What did you say?!" Venom roared with his mouth wide open: "Apologise! Apologize quickly!!!"
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"Don't be like this, there are outsiders watching..." Eddie coughed twice more and said.
Schiller raised his head high and looked at the venom that was at least three times bigger than in the comics and movies. He said, "You are eating a little too fat. What caused your overeating?...Are you anxious?" ?”
Venom rarely showed a human expression. He pulled back one corner of his mouth and made a "chi" sound, and then said: "It's okay that idiot Eddie doesn't understand, don't you know? Right?" For symbionts, more is better, and bigger is more beautiful!”
"If I return to Klinta now, I will definitely win the Symbiote Beauty Contest in one fell swoop!"
"Look at my abundant reserves of symbiote factors, look at my densely arranged spiritual veins, and look at my good ductility and solid arrangement structure..."
After saying that, Venom began to laugh crazily, but the next second, his bright red tongue was grabbed by a hand.
Schiller pulled Venom's tongue and stretched it hard. Venom made a sound of "ah" and then began to swing his arms randomly.
As soon as Schiller let go, Venom leaned back and hit the wall with the back of his head. He touched his dizzy head, looked at Schiller and shouted: "What are you doing?!"
"Has anyone ever told you that narcissism is also a disease?" Schiller sat down again. He fell into a state of confusion again and subconsciously touched the cigarette.
Venom grinned, put his hands on his waist, looked down at Schiller, and said to Eddie in his heart: "You think... what disease did he have? Is he here to touch porcelain?"
"You still know how to touch porcelain?" Eddie replied.
In an instant, the venom factor was withdrawn from the body. He shook his arm, looked at Schiller whose hand was shaking so much that the cigarette ashes were scattered all over the floor, and said:
"Well, Schiller, if you don't want to go back to your sanatorium and clinic, and you don't want to go to the hospital, I can take you to where you want to go. Where do you want to go?"
"...I'm not going anywhere." Schiller shook his head, his breathing became short, and it was a bit laborious just to speak. There was always a slurred voice in his words, like a child learning to talk.
"Schiller's state reminds me of the autistic children we saw when we went to the special education school." Eddie said to Venom in his heart: "Do you remember? Talking to yourself , answered questions that were not asked, suddenly excited, suddenly depressed..."
"You didn't just realize that he has autism, did you?" Venom's mocking voice sounded in Eddie's heart: "It seems that you are only at this level."
Eddie sighed and had no time to argue with Venom. He thought for a moment and then said: "I remember that the teacher who was engaged in special education at the time told me that when talking to autistic patients, don't make too strong demands and don't break the rules. their inherent habits, otherwise they risk losing control.”
Eddie pursed his lips, sat down again, and shouted to Schiller: "Schiller? Schiller? Schiller, look at me, Schiller!"
Eddie yelled for about thirty times before Schiller finally looked up at him, so Eddie said: "Okay, I know you're feeling very uncomfortable now, can you listen to me? I'll just pretend that you heard me..." "
"I'm not a professional doctor, but if you don't want to go anywhere now, you can stay here. There happens to be a guest room over there, but I have to get your daily necessities."
Eddie kept looking into Schiller's eyes and said, "If you want to live here, then give me the key to your clinic and I will help you pack your things."
Eddie spoke as slowly as possible and repeated: "If you want to live here, give me the key..."
Schiller leaned back slowly until his back was completely pressed against the back of the sofa. After about five minutes, he reached for his pocket with his arm.
However, under his coat, he only wore a black turtleneck sweater with no pockets.
He stood up slowly again and walked towards the coat placed on top of the washing machine. Eddie did not stop his movement until he heard a loud "winter" sound suddenly coming from the washing machine.
He walked over and saw Schiller punching the cabinet, looking at Eddie and asking: "Where are the candy wrappers?!"
Eddie said with some embarrassment: "Uh, he was snatched away by the venom. Wait a minute, I'll make him spit it out now!"
"Venom! Venom! Spit out his candy wrapper! Didn't you see his murderous look? Do you want to kill both of us?"
"That's not his candy wrapper!" Venom shouted very aggrievedly: "That's obviously mine! Someone else gave it to me!"
Eddie was stunned. He thought about it with his logical thinking. Between normal Schiller and Venom, Venom was obviously more likely to eat sugar. Anyway, he couldn't imagine a professional and rigorous person. A psychiatrist who likes to treat patients would also like to have a chocolate candy between treatments.
But while Eddie was thinking, Schiller was already a little out of control. He kept pounding one place with his fist and murmured the same sentence quickly. There was no logic in that sentence, and he just kept repeating it.
At the same time, because his teeth were chattering, the words were bitten into pieces, and it sounded like he was chanting some strange spell.
He would also grit his teeth viciously and sniff at certain words and accents that others could not understand, as if he was cursing.
He repeatedly slapped the same spot on the cabinet with his palms, with the same frequency and intensity, and then began to rock his body back and forth, nodding forward as if he was about to fall.
Eddie rushed over to help him. After a while, a candy wrapper finally appeared in the palm of Eddie's hand. He handed the candy wrapper to Schiller. Schiller immediately became quieter and took back the hand that was beating the cabinet. .
He held the candy wrapper with both hands, and then began to flatten the candy wrapper bit by bit, using his fingers to grind every trace of the candy wrapper until it was flat, and then pinched the two corners of the candy wrapper to fold it in half.
Fold the square candy wrapper into a rectangle, then change the direction and continue folding until a cross appears in the middle, then unfold it again, with the four corners facing towards the center of the cross.
Eddie squinted at Schiller's movements. Soon, he discovered that the creases on the candy paper must have been folded countless times, and every movement of Schiller seemed to have been rehearsed thousands of times. , neat and accurate, like instinct, no need to think at all.
After about tens of seconds, a strange origami object appeared in Schiller's hand.
It looked like a big umbrella or four small umbrellas put together.
If Eddie were Chinese, he would know that this origami toy plays an important role in every Chinese's childhood. In most areas, it is called East, West, North, and South.