Conan's winery play house

Chapter 557

"Boom-boom-"

The heavy sounds came to Tequila's ears one after another, but he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tightly, without even looking over there.

With each sound, Tequila's body became more and more tense, as if the bowstring was stretched to the extreme.

Not long after, the sound stopped, and Tequila opened his eyes and looked to the side.

The first thing I saw was a large piece of blood that appeared at the scene of the murder, followed by pieces of meat that were divided into pieces.

Only the head is still intact.

There was also a knife beside it, a knife specially used for chopping bones, with a little blood on the blade.

Aviclear was wearing a researcher's white coat, standing beside a table with a pile of meat pieces, his appearance was extremely plain, with no expression on his face.

It's like dealing with real pork, beef, mutton, or fish, not a human body.

As if aware of Tequila's gaze, the boy turned his head around, showing a usual gentle smile on his indifferent face.

Obviously he didn't know that even if he smiled on such an occasion, no matter how gentle he was, it would not make people think he was gentle.

"Ah, don't you eat, Uncle Tequila?" He asked with concern, and wiped the blood splattered on his face with a tissue.

Such gentle concern did not impress Tequila, but made him feel chills.

"You are doing such a disgusting thing on the side, how can I eat it?!" Tequila said cursingly.

The bathtub comes with a small movable flat tabletop. At the moment, there is a ceramic basin bigger than the face on the tabletop. There are all kinds of meat and rice in the basin, and there are no chopsticks or spoons. The food prepared by people is like...feeding dogs.

Tequila doesn't care about the amount of food, he has a large amount of food, and he eats according to the bowl, but...

Without chopsticks and spoons, what would he use to eat?

Although even with chopsticks and spoons, he couldn't use them.

Knowing this, Tequila glanced at the iron chains firmly fixed on his wrists.

Coupled with the fact that Avik Lear was dismembering the corpse beside him, he was afraid that blood and flesh would splash on the food, so how could he eat with peace of mind?

As for the fear... He is not afraid of the act of cutting the body to pieces, but has an inexplicable fear of Aveklear.

After all, the world of mental illness is elusive.

Guys with abnormal organization are not easy to mess with. He can beat other abnormal people at least.

"...disgusting?" Aituo looked at the mess on the table with a thoughtful expression.

Is it disgusting to do this?

It turned out to be the case.

"I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away." He apologized earnestly, and neatly put away the tarp that was spread on the table. The body parts were wrapped in the tarp, without a drop of blood showing.

Then the tarp-wrapped body parts were put into a side freezer.

"There is no incinerator installed underground, otherwise it could be burned directly..." He looked at Tequila shyly, and said guiltily.

"I'll make an incineration device right away, and I won't do it in front of Uncle Tequila next time." He promised with a bright smile.

No matter how you look at him, he is an ordinary and well-behaved elementary school student, but...

"Are you from the scientific research department or the action group?" Tequila looked at the medicines placed on the surrounding shelves, rows of dropper syringes, and various experimental instruments filling the empty space. It's full.

No matter how you look at it, it is a standard small room necessary for scientific research personnel.

But Avik Lear... Shouldn't this guy be in the action team?

How could it be the scientific research department...?
How could he not beat a civil servant!

"I don't seem to be?" The white-haired boy hesitated to answer Tequila's question after thinking about it seriously.

Tequila's question cannot be answered, because Avekrill has no fixed position.

He does not belong to any department, but can participate in the tasks of all departments.

So he thought hard for a long time and came up with a perfect answer.

"I'm with Papa." He laughed happily because he had found the perfect answer.

With gin?
Ministry of Supervision...

Like the group of crow enforcers, they are only responsible for the boss.

This answer made Tequila have nothing to say, and could only vent his anger, like an animal, buried his face in the rice bowl, and ate voraciously.

When biting the meat, it seemed that he was biting the meat of the father and son, Gin and Aveklear, with an extremely ferocious expression.

Mental illness in the same strain, bastard, no wonder it's father and son.

Aituo looked at Tequila who was eating big mouthfuls, and said with a regretful expression:
"I thought you couldn't eat Uncle Tequila..."

"Bai Yujuan chose to commit suicide on a hunger strike." His eyes revealed disappointment without concealing it.

He used to eat that way too.

It would be great if Uncle Tequila also refused to eat... Uncle Tequila chose to commit suicide on a hunger strike, which has nothing to do with him.

Even the possible sequelae were brought up by Uncle Ireland...

Aito pursed his lips, looking a little distressed.

The potion he prepared for Uncle Tequila was just enough to repair the other party's serious injuries, and it was repaired until there was no problem.

But it's just that the extent of the problem can't be seen, and they can move freely, but the repaired and regenerated bones are weaker than the previous bones, and some hidden dangers will remain.

Sometimes a few hidden dangers are enough to lead to certain endings.

But since Uncle Ireland has said that, it cannot be so.

"The medicine is used up, it's time to let it go." Looking at the muddy yellow-brown liquid in the bathtub, he turned around and picked up the two medicines on the side shelf.

One red, one blue.

After draining the original water in the bathtub, he handed the potion to Tequila.

Taking a bath with potions can only heal external injuries, and for more subtle internal wounds, you need to drink the potions.

He didn't intend to give the other party the medicine to drink.

But there can be no sequelae...

"Drink it quickly." With a bright smile, he urged Tequila to drink it.

Tequila looked at the two potions, one blue and one red, with a suspicious expression on his face, but he didn't think too much, took it and poured it into his mouth directly.

If Avikrill wants to kill him, he doesn't need to poison him, so he can drink it.

And... even ate the food provided by the other party, and didn't care about drinking two more tubes of medicine.

He even accepted such a shameful way of eating.

Tequila now remembers the fact that code members are forbidden to kill each other.

But who knows if there will be another meal after this meal?When there is food, it is necessary to eat it as soon as possible. It is not uncommon to eat raw animal meat and drink animal blood.

Living is much more serious than honoring.

If it falls into the hands of other state agencies, another calculation will be made.

Seeing such a Tequila, the white-haired boy bent his eyes and smiled happily.

"Uncle Tequila, if only he would always listen to me like this."

Don't talk back, don't resist, he will do what he says.

It would be great if it was always like this.

The young man seemed to be drunk, his face flushed red, but his smile became more gentle. He reached out and held Tequila's face with his forehead against Tequila's. His eyes were like the clear summer sky. He stared at Tequila unblinkingly.

Couldn't look away, couldn't turn his head away.

The transparent and fresh blue instantly occupied Tequila's entire field of vision.

His eyes widened unexpectedly.

(End of this chapter)