Chapter 1051 Shocking the Ordinary People (Twenty-Eight)

Just as Eddie was groping for the candy wrapper with his fingers, a strand of black mucus quietly climbed up his arm, and with a "whoosh", it stuck to the candy wrapper, and in an instant, the candy wrapper disappeared.

Eddie widened his eyes, then gritted his teeth and said: "Venom! What are you doing?! This is Dr. Schiller's stuff, you can't touch it, you have to have basic qualities as a person..."

"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 doubts, because he found that when he took out the candy wrapper just now, Venom's emotions 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 spending so long with Venom, he has discovered that this alien symbiote with a brain that is not normal is completely soft-hearted and does not respond to hardship. He has to be coaxed into doing anything. If he forcefully asks Venom to hand it over, Venom will only fight with him for control of his body and then run to the store downstairs to dance.

Eddie took a look at the coat in his hand. He was also a person who had mixed in the upper class. As soon as he touched the fabric, he knew that this coat was very expensive and could not be washed.

Eddie had also heard about Schiller's greedy character. If he dared to take this thing close to the washing machine in the past, even if Schiller was drunk to death, he would definitely jump up and punch him.

Eddie could only put the coat on top of the washing machine and planned to go to the owner of the store tomorrow to ask where there was a dry cleaner. In such a community, 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 bluntly, it is the edge of the slums, where the middle-class people who are neither high nor low live. People here cannot afford such a coat with half a year's salary.

After putting down the clothes, Eddie walked back to Schiller. He lowered his head and glanced at the cigarette box on the coffee table, and found that at least three cigarettes were missing.

The tobacco part of the cigarette Schiller was holding in his hand was about to burn out, but Schiller had no intention of throwing it away.

Eddie reached out to take the cigarette butt away, and Schiller did not react. He just instinctively reached out to touch the cigarette box on the table. Eddie reached out again and took the cigarette box away, and Schiller looked up at him.

Eddie sighed and said, "Doctor...Okay, Schiller, although I don't know what happened, I think your mental state seems to be wrong."

At this time, Schiller's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he suddenly woke up. He stood up and stared at Eddie's face, then stretched out his hands to press his shoulders and pressed him on the sofa.

Eddie looked confused. At this time, Schiller was trembling all over. He walked out of the gap between the coffee table and the sofa, walked quickly to the cabinet next to him, and began to search.

Just as Eddie was about to stand up, Schiller immediately turned around and said coldly, "Sit there and don't move."

Eddie opened his mouth to refute, but seeing Schiller's murderous eyes, he closed his mouth again. After a while, he asked, "...What are you looking for?"

Schiller's arms were shaking all the time, causing him to open the drawer not very smoothly. When he turned things over, 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 threw the remote control in his hand vigorously, turned his head to look at Eddie, and said with gritted teeth: "Why don't you even have a notebook??!! Aren't you a reporter?!"

"Well, I work on the computer, and I'm not used to bringing work things home." Eddie, who was sitting in the same place, shrugged and said.

Schiller, who was squatting in the same place, sighed, but soon stood up again, walked back to the sofa and sat down. Eddie stood up and said, "I'll go get you a glass of water."

"Come back and sit down." Schiller said without raising his head: "Okay, let's just treat it as a medical record book... How have you been recently?"

"I'm doing well." Eddie nodded and said, "What's wrong with you? Do you want me to call someone?"

"No...no..." Schiller immediately denied: "Put away your mobile phone...put it away immediately! Don't call anyone. If you receive a call later, don't believe what he says to you! That's a liar !”

Eddie frowned in confusion, and Venom said in his heart: "Oh! Our baby Eddie is going to be a test subject!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Schiller looked into Eddie's eyes and said: "Where is Venom? Call him out!"

Venom immediately took a breath of cold air in Eddie's heart, and then yelled: "No! Say I'm not here!!!"

"I know you are here." Schiller looked into Eddie's eyes and said: "If you don't come out, don't blame me for turning up the volume of the speakers later, and 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, and he screamed again, then complained: "I told you a long time ago that you should rent a house with a higher ceiling!"

"That's because you're too fat!" Eddie retorted.

"What did you say?!!" Venom opened his bloody mouth and roared: "Apologize! Apologize quickly!!!"

"Don't do this, there are outsiders watching..." Eddie coughed twice and said.

Schiller looked up at Venom, who was at least three times bigger than in the comics and movies, and said, "You've eaten too much. What caused your gluttony? ... Anxiety?"

Venom showed a very human expression, which was very rare. He pulled back one corner of his mouth and made a "snort". Then he said, "It's okay that Eddie, that idiot, doesn't understand. Don't you know? For symbiotes, more is better and bigger is more beautiful!"

"If I go back to Klyntar now, I will definitely win the championship of the Symbiote Beauty Pageant!"

"Look at my rich reserves of symbiote factors, my densely arranged spiritual veins, and my good ductility and solid arrangement structure..."

After saying that, Venom began to laugh crazily, but the next second, a hand grabbed his bright red tongue.

Schiller pulled Venom's tongue and stretched it down hard. Venom made an "ah" sound and 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 and yelled at Schiller, "What are you doing?!"

"Has anyone ever told you that narcissism is also a disease?" Schiller sat down again, and he fell into a state of confusion again, subconsciously reaching for a cigarette.

Venom grinned, put his hands on his waist, looked down at Schiller, and said to Eddie in his heart, "What do you think...what's wrong with him? Is he here to scam people?"

"You know scam people?" Eddie replied.

Instantly, the venom factor was retracted into his body. He shook his arms, looked at Schiller whose hands were shaking so much that the ash fell all over the floor, and said:

"How about this, Schiller, if you don't want to go back to your sanatorium and clinic, or 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 difficult to speak. There was always some vague saliva sound between his words, like a babbling child.

"Schiller's state reminds me of the autistic children we met when we went to the special education school before." Eddie said to Venom in his heart: "Do you remember? Talking to himself, answering irrelevant questions, 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 this is your level."

Eddie sighed and had no time to argue with Venom. He thought for a while and then said: "I remember that the special education teacher at that time told me that when talking to autistic patients, don't make too strong demands and don't break their inherent habits, otherwise they may lose control."

Eddie pursed his lips, sat down again, and shouted to Schiller: "Schiller? Schiller? Schiller, look "Schi" Edie called about thirty sounds, and Schiller finally looked up at him, so Eddie said, "Okay, I know you are uncomfortable now, can you listen to me? He kept staring at Schiller's eyes and said, "If you want to live here, give me the key of your clinic, I go to clean up things." Eddie slowly slowed down and repeated: "If you want to live here, give me the key ..." Schiller leaned back a little later, until the back was completely attached to the back of the sofa. In his pocket. However, in his coat, he wore only a black turtleneck sweater and did not have a pocket. He walked over and saw Schiller punching the cabinet, and looked at Eddie and asked, "Where's the candy wrapper?!"

Eddie said awkwardly, "Uh, Venom took it away. 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 gave it to me!"

Eddie was stunned there. He used his logical thinking to think about it. Between the normal Schiller and Venom, it was obviously more likely that Venom would eat candy. Anyway, he couldn't imagine a professional and rigorous psychologist who would have a chocolate candy in between treatments.

But just as Eddie was thinking, Schiller had lost control. He kept pounding on one place with his fists, and quickly repeated the same sentence in his mouth. There was no logic in that sentence, but it was repeated over and over again.

At the same time, because his teeth were trembling, the words were bitten very fragmented, and it sounded like he was chanting some strange spells.

On some words and stresses that others couldn't understand, he would grit his teeth fiercely and sniff his nose at the same time, as if he was cursing.

He kept slapping the same position of the cabinet with his palms, with the frequency and strength completely unchanged, and then began to shake his body back and forth and nod forward, as if he was about to fall.

Eddie rushed over to support him. After a while, a piece of candy paper finally appeared in the palm of Eddie's hand. He handed the candy paper to Schiller, and Schiller immediately became much quieter and retracted his hand that was pounding the cabinet.

He held the candy paper with both hands, and then began to flatten the candy paper little by little, using his fingers to roll every grain until it was flat, and then pinched the two corners of the candy paper to fold it in half.

Fold the square candy wrapper into a rectangle, then continue folding in another direction until a cross appears in the middle, then unfold it, with the four corners facing the center of the cross.

Eddie squinted his eyes and watched Schiller's movements. Soon, he found that the folds on the candy wrapper should have been folded countless times, and Schiller's every move was as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, crisp, neat, accurate, and instinctive, without any need for thinking.

About a few dozen seconds later, a strange origami object appeared in Schiller's hand.

It looked like a whole big umbrella, or like four small umbrellas combined together.

If Eddie was Chinese, he would know that this kind of origami toy played an important role in every Chinese's childhood. Most areas call it - East, West, South, and North.

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