I really don't love you anymore [Entertainment]

068

The pale canvas was untied, and a huge oil painting appeared in front of Song Limo.

The terrified or doubtful eyes of the twelve disciples are displayed on the canvas one by one. The artistic level of the godfather is quite high, most of which are copied from the original, with some minor changes. Among the twelve disciples of Jesus, there are A few were changed to women, but their expressions were blurred, making it difficult to see what women looked like.

In the end, it was the woman's face that hadn't been painted yet.

On the day of Passover, Jesus sat down with the twelve disciples for the last supper. He said to the twelve disciples sadly, "One of you betrayed me."

One of you betrayed me.

Song Limo's eyes flickered, and he covered the canvas. The godfather still sat on the good pear wood chair, and the soft cushion made him sink into it. He even looked a little lazy, with his eyelids raised. Mo went back to sit next to his godfather, and picked up the teacup on the Lihua table.

The tea is completely cold.

Song Limo refused the waiter to bring her new tea, and drank the cold tea in one gulp. The godfather looked at her, and Song Limo touched his neck with his backhand.

On the slender and fair neck covered by the long hair, there was a scar that was already inadvertently obvious, and near the old wound, there was a newly added scar, which seemed to be a new wound added in the past few months.

In their line of work, injuries are a common occurrence, not to mention the major arteries, even the temples are sometimes held by guns, and a scar is nothing at all.

Song Limo pinched the old wound on his neck, his long hair was slightly curled to cover the slender neck, Song Limo clasped his fingers on the table, and said: "When I was 16 years old, you sent me to Qu Jia, do some research overtly and covertly... You said that I was young and it was easier to get in, so you chose me, but you are not afraid that I am young and can't stand your suffering here. return?"

Song Limo joined the organization at the age of eight, and was taught by her father to train herself since she was a child. In order to train her reaction ability, she even threw her who could not swim at all into the cold pool where two white sharks were introduced. He gave her a sharp dagger.

She crawled out of the pool covered in blood, and there were only two dead white sharks left in the pool. During this process, the godfather just stood by the pool and looked at her quietly and appreciatively.

No one knows how much she suffered back then.

She is the most outstanding executor that has been organized in so many years, and almost no one can match in this underground empire. She was 16 years old when she completed all the training and tasks. At that time, if she wanted to run, she could hardly run. No one can catch her.

The godfather stared at her: "You finally asked."

"The employer at that time just asked us to send people to lurk in to investigate and track the business dealings of the Qu family. You have been with me since you were a child and have never shown your face outside, and all your tasks have been completed very well. I am very satisfied. At that time, you were young and you happened to meet the requirements of this employer, so I have the right to give you a vacation."

"As for whether you will leave and never come back...you won't."

The godfather had a slight smile, but it fell into the eyes of others, and it was so ironic: "Everyone here has a small bomb implanted in their bodies, and they never shy away from outsiders. This is the rule here. , you know it... and you are no exception."

Song Limo's deep blue eyes hide the distant sea, she listens quietly, unmoved, as if all this has nothing to do with her.

She knew it a long time ago, but it was the first time she said it openly.

The godfather rubbed his fingers, and poured himself a cup of tea: "Later, the employer added another task, asking us to kill Rong Qianqian, but you refused, and ran back, begging me to save her, I knew, you Another handle."

"In our line of business, it's most taboo to hold the handle in the hands of others. What's more, you have more than one handle. What do I need to worry about?"

When all dirty, unbearable, and naked/naked thoughts are exposed in front of people, whoever holds the handle of the other party will be the winner.

Song Limo was unmoved.

This is why she still stays here to drink tea with her godfather. Godfather is worthy of being a godfather. He has seen through everything a long time ago and knows that she is already controlled by others and is no longer a threat.

Song Limo said again: "Why did Rong Ziyang kill Rong Qianqian, why did he investigate the Qu family?"

The godfather took a look at her in surprise. Regardless of whether the tasks are high or not, the handover between the employer and the executor is double-blind. The confidentiality level of each task is top secret. How did Mo know the employer's name.

But what if you know?

The godfather said: "The rules of the organization, don't ask who comes, don't listen to the reason, as long as they can afford the price, anyone can achieve any purpose here."

Song Limo gently placed the teacup on the table without disturbing even a trace of water. She stood up and nodded: "I see."

Before leaving, Song Limo glanced at the seal of the godfather's upper body shirt from the corner of his eye. It seemed that there was something hidden. When the godfather moved, a corner of the thing leaked out.

It was a very old cell phone.

The godfather is very conservative and old-fashioned, he can hardly accept any new things, even mobile phones are an exception.

All the important things are almost conveyed to his ears from the people below, and his mobile phone has almost become a decoration.

But every time she saw him, with her keen attention, she could detect the trace of this little thing.

And the godfather is such a cautious person, what important things must be kept close to him?

Song Limo bid farewell in a low voice and walked out of the studio.

The godfather painted "The Last Supper" for a whole year, saying it was a birthday present, and to put it bluntly, it was a warning from the godfather to her. Things are not easy to handle.

The godfather has been greedy and bloodthirsty all his life, although he has never done anything himself, he can accurately grasp the overall situation behind the scenes.

Such a rigorous and highly intelligent person is like a tree that blocks the sky and the sun, with countless branches and leaves attached to the tree, and it is almost impossible to uproot it.

Unless you burn it clean in one go.

Song Limo went back to his room, made a phone call and went out.

Distant electric waves are transmitted from City J all the way to City B at the speed of light. The area covered by the forest here is too large, and the mobile phone signal is not very good. It took a long time to connect to the other side. Song Limo stood on the balcony of his room, looking at the A vast expanse of forest far away and empty.

In the deep winter, dripping water turns into ice, but here is still an endless lush green.

The other end of the phone was finally picked up, and a whirring voice came over: "...Hey, I, I, I read that right?? Are you Song Limo??"

Song Limo replied, "It's me."

The other end of the phone was empty for at least half a minute. Song Limo thought that his signal was not good. Oh my god... I can actually receive a call from the goddess in my lifetime, I have no regrets in this life...Wait, goddess, where are you now? The media are looking for you like crazy and saying that you are missing..."

Song Limo tapped on the wooden railing on the balcony and looked at the stars in the sky.

On the other end of the phone was Zhou Xiucheng, who had met a few times before. Song Limo knew that he was a criminal policeman, and thinking that he might be useful in the future, he left a contact information.

Didn't expect it to actually come in handy.

She may not be able to protect herself and cannot escape this predicament, but she still does not want another person to suffer even a little bit of harm.

But there was nothing she could do.

Song Limo ignored Zhou Xiucheng's bluff, and said in a low voice, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."

The author has something to say: The sooner I get to the scene I want to write the most, the less I know how to write and I get stuck...

...I try my best qwq