Screenwriter Mystery

"Houdini?"

"The legendary magician?"

In the United States, Houdini is also famous.

Therefore, when Spike said his name, the expressions on the faces of the bsi people immediately became surprised.

Agent Phil looked down at the candle in the wooden box and couldn't help asking, "So, what can this candle do, or is it some kind of magic prop."

As the most famous magician in the world, the general impression of Harry Houdini lies in his magical magic.

"Unfortunately, it doesn't have that effect."

Facing Agent Phil's curiosity, Spike shook his head slightly, and at the same time reached out and took out the candle from the wooden box and placed it on the coffee table.

"Then what can it do?"

Raising her eyebrows to scan the candles on the table, Amanda couldn't help asking.

"Psychic."

In this regard, Spike twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Psychic!"

Hearing Spike's answer, Detective Zhou couldn't help looking at the candle in his hand, and said with a cold face, "If I remember correctly, what Harry Houdini hated most during his lifetime was the psychic, There are even rumors that Houdini's death was poisoned by the psychic world."

Harry Houdini, who had never been a psychic during his lifetime, was trained to expose tricks that even scientists and scholars could not detect. At the same time, Houdini himself was a member of the Scientific American Council, which offered cash prizes to mediums who successfully demonstrated paranormal abilities, however, because of Houdini's contributions, the prize was never received.

Houdini was devoted to fighting mediums, and even, accompanied by reporters and police, disguised himself as infiltrating the medium's psychic rituals revealed by the seances.

These actions made Houdini a well-known psychic nemesis at the time, but also cost him his friendship with reasoner Conan Doyle.

The creator of Sherlock Holmes, who created an immortal classic in the "Golden Age" of detective history, is an existence who believes in spiritualism.

The two became open opponents because of their attitude towards psychics, and even Houdini's biography mentions that Conan Doyle wrote a letter in November 1924 declaring that Houdini "will get what he deserves, and soon enough." will be punished.”

And just two years after receiving the letter, Harry Houdini died before his 53rd birthday.

"History is called history because it always exists in other people's mouths."

"Houdini himself may have questioned the power of psychics all his life, but that doesn't mean that what he left behind cannot be used as psychic objects."

"For example, the candle at the moment, in order to prove the falsehood of the psychic medium, before his death, Houdini and his wife Beth Houdini agreed that if possible, he would contact her from another world and convey a message after death if possible. The previously communicated secret words to prove it. For the next ten years, every year on Halloween, Beth held a seance to test the agreement, until finally her wife abandoned this seemingly futile agreement."

"And this one is the candle that has been placed next to Houdini's photo for ten years and has kept burning since his death. With the blessing of constant psychic rituals, this candle is stained with powerful The spiritual power that anyone can use to communicate with the spiritual world as long as they light a candle."

"A magician who doesn't believe in the power of psychic mediums until his death, but the candles left behind after death have powerful psychic powers."

Hearing Spike's introduction to candles, Angela couldn't help but murmured.

"So, what's the use of this candle?"

On the other hand, after hearing the historical origin behind the candle, Agent Phil asked impatiently.

"It's simple, just light it up."

Compared to the complicated past of the candle that Spike said before, its use is unusually simple.

Reaching out his hand, he took out a box of matches from his pocket and lit a candle on the coffee table. With the faint flame of the candle, Spike immediately began to call out softly: "Lankist Merlin, Lankey Ster Merlin, please answer my call..."

poof, poof—

Washington, bsi headquarters.

With this call from Spike, an inexplicable sense of depression enveloped everyone's hearts.

Under the gazes of Amanda and the others, the dimly yellow flame in the heart of the candle began to gradually change towards the faint blue light.

Then, under the light of fire.

A faint blue figure flashed before their eyes.

At first, the blur of the figure was still a little blurry, but gradually with the beating of the candle flame, the figure's appearance became clearer and clearer, and finally turned into an old-looking priest and appeared in the bsi's office.

"ohmygod!"

Looking at this figure that appeared under Spike's call, Agent Phil couldn't help exclaiming.

On the other side, Amanda and Detective Zhou couldn't help but glance at each other, looking at the shocked expressions in each other's eyes.

Compared to Detective Phil and Angela, who only joined the team.

The two who had experienced the Freddy incident on Elm Street were naturally more shocked by the priest who reappeared in front of them.

In the beating of the candle light, the figure of the priest flickered loomingly.

It slowly opened its eyes and watched everyone in the office, especially Amanda and Detective Zhou, stop for a while, and finally landed on Spike on the sofa. Shallow smile.

"Meet again, Spike."

"Yes, Father."

Hearing this familiar voice, Spike looked up at the blue figure of the priest in front of him, a complex expression appeared in the corners of his slightly drooping eyes, and said with a little teasing.

"It's just ~www.readwn.com~ I didn't expect that when we meet again, it would be such a situation."

"No need to feel sorry for me, Spike, maybe all of this has been planned."

Facing the sadness in Spike's tone, the priest himself had a calm expression. He lowered his head and drew a cross on his chest before he replied.

"Returning to the embrace of the Lord sooner or later doesn't make any difference to me, compared to these..."

As he spoke, the priest turned back slightly to look at Amanda and the others, and said with concern, "I wonder if the people in Chunmu Town were attacked by it after my death?"

Although the priest did not explain it, Amanda also understood that what it said was worth it was the existence of killing it.

He quickly shook his head.

"No, in fact, the other party left Springwood Town after killing you, so you are the only victim of the attack."

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