Chapter 2730 Hollywood Rhapsody (Sixty-Two)

Chapter 2704 Hollywood Rhapsody (Sixty-two)

"Eric, I think we need to talk." This is the twelfth time Charles has said this today. His moral requirements require him not to look directly at the answer in Eric's mind, especially when he is not wearing a helmet. Doing so is almost equivalent to a breakup declaration.

But his curiosity, Charles thought, his damn curiosity - it must be curiosity, not some short video syndrome - made him have to get the answer, but Eric was still as difficult as ever.

Charles knew a long time ago that if Eric was determined not to say something, then others would never know.

Just like his ridiculous helmet, is it to prevent Charles from prying into his past secrets? Is there anything in the past that the two of them did not experience together?

If he had to give this helmet a name, Charles would call it "Don't bother me", and its main function is to prevent Charles from constantly saying "Eric, I think we need to talk" in his mind.

Charles also knew that this was annoying, but he still couldn't help asking for the thirteenth time, and by the fourteenth time, Eric put on the helmet again.

As I said, friends of stubborn people will always be stubborn people, but some are obvious stubborn people, while others are invisible stubborn people - Charles chose to come to Eric's spiritual world.

Don't ask what the difference is between this and direct brain wave invasion. The difference is that Charles can choose to knock on the door with his young appearance. Generally speaking, it works every time.

Eric still opened the door. He seemed to be not surprised by Charles's arrival. The young Professor X showed him a bright smile and asked him: "Where is Anya? Did she run out to play again?"

"She was taken away by the raccoon and the yellow mouse. They picked up a baby cradle used by a spirit race on another planet and took her away."

"This is rare." Professor X said: "The little girl should go out and play more, instead of staying at home all day."

"If you have seen her German homework, you won't think so." Eric walked into the room, and Charles saw the paper on the table at first glance. There were many childish strokes on it, which seemed to be much closer to Mayan characters than to German.

Charles looked around and said, "Do you miss that era so much? Do you have to stay in this house?"

Eric lowered his head to correct homework and said, "This is where Anya was born. It can provide the greatest stability for her spirit."

Charles couldn't help looking at the homework on the table. He stood up and began to walk around the room. Although he had been here many times, there were still endless details to see every time. He was obsessed with studying these details. He could always find old images of Eric that he didn't know.

Originally, Charles should have gotten straight to the point, but he was a little fascinated by the traces of life everywhere. When he was young, he also dreamed of becoming a detective. Unfortunately, he was the person in the world who could not be happy about the suspense.

Charles looked out the window. He remembered that there were always a few crows there. The sky outside the window was gray. The buildings in Berlin were also different from what he remembered later. The walls were a hasty gray-white.

Charles knew very well that many people's spiritual world was different from their memories. The difference was that the spiritual world would be processed by themselves. If a place was their spiritual utopia, it would appear more beautiful, and if a place made them feel fear, it would become darker and more terrible.

But it was different here, Charles thought. It was difficult for him to analyze Eric's feelings for this house. On the surface, it looked gray and heavy, and even the ashes from the fire could not float high. This was a very specific psychological intention, which meant that young Eric was always in a heavy mood when he stayed here.

But at the same time, it was not dark here, and there were no intentions that indicated fear. On the contrary, it was always peaceful, and the flames in the fireplace were also very regular.

If Charles had to describe it, it would be like a boat that floated all the way to the dawn on a stormy night. It looked fragile, but you knew he would definitely survive until dawn.

Charles came to the stairs. He had never been there before because the steep stairs were very challenging for a cripple for decades. Charles had no confidence in controlling his legs. It was scary to fall down the stairs even in the spiritual world.

But today he planned to go up and see.

"Can I go up?" Charles asked.

Eric didn't raise his head and didn't answer, so Charles tried to walk up the stairs. He knew Anya's room was upstairs. The woman named Magda gave birth to Eric's eldest daughter in the bedroom upstairs.

Thanks to Anya, Charles realized that the short handrail on the edge of the stairs was prepared for Anya. Eric had prepared everything before the birth. He was looking forward to the life of a family of three, but unfortunately...

"Can I go up to see Mrs. Eisenhart?" Schiller asked, "The due date should be within this week. I have asked a friend to bring a manual for delivery. I am sure there will be no problems, but I want to go up to confirm her condition."

"Of course." Eric's cigarette had burned out, and he opened the window to let out as much smoke as possible.

Schiller stood up and walked to the stairs. Just as he was about to reach out and grab the handrail, he realized that the handrail was too short and not for adults. So he turned to look at Eric and said with a smile: "It seems you You’re ready to welcome a little one, but are you really worried about her falling if you’re climbing stairs at such a young age?”

"I think it will be her." Eric said with some pride: "My daughter will be very strong, and she will be able to go down the stairs a week after she learns to walk, but if not, I will support her. "

Schiller walked up the stairs, while Eric went to the balcony to get dried daisies. Pregnant women should not use too strong spices, but old buildings in Berlin always emit a musty smell on rainy days, so they chose to use dried daisies. Dried flowers are used as natural flavoring.

Schiller's greeting was soon heard. They were chatting about prenatal preparation. When Eric came to the balcony and reached for the flowers, a discordant noise appeared in the magnetic field.

He calmly lowered his eyes and turned the dried daisies in his hand with his thin and slender fingers.

boom!

Jonathan quickly covered his face with his arms to prevent the sparks from splashing into his eyes. Dino, who was wiring the wall, looked back at him and said, "What's wrong? Is there a short circuit?"

"No, no, you haven't connected the power yet, why is there a short circuit? I don't know why this thing suddenly..." Jonathan fiddled with the bug in his hand, and he said: "I was debugging, and it suddenly exploded, and then it suddenly exploded..." It’s smoked, could it be broken?”

Dino put down the thread in his hand and walked over, picked up the small box, and broke the shell hard. A burnt smell came out, making him cough twice.

"Oh my God, how did this get burned like this?" Dino looked at the dark residue inside and said, "I told you that the equipment made by those Polish guys was unreliable, and Nick was just trying to get cheap..."

"There is no way, we can't use the Soviet ones. We don't even have a shell when we get them, and the German ones are too conspicuous, so we can only make do with them." Jonathan took the eavesdropping device and said: "When I put it in the church It’s still good, why did it break so quickly?”

"It's really not the right time to do something bad." Dino sighed and looked around. Now they were squatting under the wall of the old building. No one cared, but there was a crow flying over his head all the time. He was worried that it would also cause trouble to others. of attention.

Jonathan looked up at the weather vane on the top of the roof. It looked like it was going to rain. He took out a thin book from his coat pocket and handed it to Dino and said, "Put the book over first." , Maternal mothers can’t delay. I’ll study it again, and if it can’t be repaired, I’ll take it off from Artur’s place.”

Dino nodded, tightened his windbreaker, and walked through the alley towards the bar at the end of the street. There would also be some food provided during meals. Dino bought a sandwich and put the manual in it. Wrap the sandwich between two layers of paper.

Going around to the back of the building, there is a very narrow staircase. The staircase can go up to the rooftop of the house, but because it is an uphill slope, you can reach the window of a house from the rooftop further up.

It was obviously an uninhabited house all year round. Dino stood on tiptoes and placed the sandwich on the edge of the balcony, which was within sight of the main bedroom window of the house where the Eisenhardts lived.

Schiller saw the sneakily stretched out hand and the sandwich in it, but he said nothing to Magda. This woman was filled with the glory of motherhood.

"I don't know how to express my gratitude, doctor, you saved both of us." There seemed to be tears in Magda's eyes. She said: "The escape was too difficult. We originally planned to go to Ukraine, but they just refused. Let us go, I still have a child, we can’t go further, let’s go back to Germany.”

"Yes, ma'am, this is Magnus' home," Schiller said.

"Is he a city boy?" Magda asked. She wiped her eyes and said, "He never mentioned his past to me."

"Yes, I think you can see that he was once well-educated, spoke English and French, and could write well, but unfortunately..."

"Yes, needless to say, we are all like this." Magda said: "I am a rural girl, but I once had a very happy family. I am not even a believer in Judaism. I don't know why they..."

"Madam, everything is over, think about your child." Schiller said soothingly: "She will see the world soon, and you and Magnus have the ability to provide her with a safe environment. "

"Yes, yes, I know." Magda seemed a little nervous. She looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "You are the same person, right?"

Schiller still asked gently: "What?"

"When we escaped, Max was...I mean Magnus, he...he acted unusually. He always knew where the people who were chasing us were. He made them disappear several times."

Schiller sighed slightly. He could see that this girl was not a smart girl, and could even be said to be a bit stupid. She and Magneto were destined not to make it to the end.

"Yes, we are all a little special, but being special in this era is a good thing, isn't it?" Schiller looked into Magda's eyes and said, "This specialness has saved your life and will save you more." times.”

"I hope so, I'm starting to feel a little sick in my stomach."