cleaner

Night falls.

The night in early spring is still chilly, and the fragrance of flowers and plants fills the waves of the lake.On the path in front of the lakekeeper's gate, purple-blue platycodon flowers bloom in self-pity, and the gorgeous cool colors blend into the night with only the sound of water flowing.

The lake guard stood in front of the door and put a dim oil lamp on the door frame.As soon as the wind blew, the dim flame flickered a few times and went out.

"Young man, come out and help me light the lamp." The lake guard lit the platycodon bushes in the night, and laughed "hehe".

Mu Ti came out sleepily with his coat wrapped around him, took the Raymond lighter in Rolls-Lai's hand, and with a "click", the snow-white flame jumped in the night, and the high temperature licked the walls of the oil lamp.

Mu Ti put down his toes and handed the lighter to the little lake guard.The Lakekeeper took it and lit a cigarette for himself.

"The lighter is the first choice of the special forces," Mu Ti lazily sighed, "It's for you to light lamps and cigarettes."

The Lake Keeper exhaled a long puff of smoke ring. In the smoke, he said in a deep voice: "The lighter is just for lighting. It doesn't matter if it is a Raymond brand or a National Treasure brand. It's you, young man, because the fire in my house is not enough. Warm or the quilt is not soft enough, why, can't you sleep?"

Mu Ti gave a short laugh: "Look at what you said, no matter how warm the fire is and how soft the quilt is, people who are really worried still can't sleep."

After all, he is Mu Shu's own younger brother, no matter how naive he usually is, when he is in front of people, he still develops the ability to talk nonsense when he sees people, talking nonsense with the old man Rolls-Royle, completely in line with Get in rhythm.

"Okay," the Lake Keeper sneered, "Don't you just want to ask me about that young man surnamed Liu during the day? You can't wait to stick your eyes to him, do you like him?"

Mu Ti: "..." was shocked.

Why are old people so open now? ? ?

Why didn't he know that he liked Liu Yuheng?

He tried to save his respect: "It's not that what you said is wrong, why do I like him, what the hell..."

The lake keeper squinted at his ears and neck, which were as red as boiled shrimps, twitched the corners of his mouth, let out a "heh" and then a "tsk": "Duplicity."

Mu Ti: "..."

He has never been ridiculed like this since he was a child, but he has a surprisingly good attitude and Buddhism, and said in a self-defeating way: "Okay, just pretend that I like him, then tell me who he looks like?"

The Lake Keeper took a deep breath of the cigarette and exhaled it again. His face was a little blurred in the mist: "You, who do you think he looks like?"

——This question is rather sharp.

In fact, Sang Bai had already guessed that in the first world, the moment Liu Yuheng stepped out of "Thirteen Crystal Heads".

The sense of prey he hides is too similar to Jenkin.

But as each world went down, the sense of gloom in his body gradually faded away, not hiding it deeper, but fading—it was gone.

And he didn't do any real harm to them, so Sang Bai could only temporarily dispel his doubts about him.

Of course, Mu Ti is an insider.

Mu Ti took a deep breath of the tobacco-smelling air, and coughed until she choked: "Cough, cough, cough... Oh my god, I said, smoking is harmful to yourself, you should quit smoking as soon as possible! Your lungs are black !"

I don't know if Rolls-Royce has black lungs, but his face turned black first anyway.

"How do I know who he looks like? If I know, I'll ask you later?" Mu Ti covered her face, whitewashing her peace.

"Bah!" The lake guard stubbed out his cigarette, "Didn't you come to ask me because you doubted his identity? No doubt why did you come to ask me?"

Muti was silent.

The old man is worthy of being an old man, and every sentence hits the soul directly.

"Let me tell you the truth," the Laker's tone suddenly calmed down, and he said calmly, "That he was one of my guests two years ago."

A guest two years ago.

This sentence contains two important information. One is that two years ago, it happened to be the time when Ms. Xin Yan buried the bug to deal with Lacis, but they were "guests", that is to say, they came here to help Laos just like them. Lay volunteers to catch poachers -- or scavengers.

"What's his name?" Mu Ti asked with difficulty.

"Jejin. His name is Jenkin Liu Fias." The lake guard narrowed his eyes and said.

--really.

When Mu Ti heard the name Jenkin Liu Fias, his heart sank suddenly, and he felt relieved again.

Jiejin's surname is Liu.

They really are one person.

However, the next sentence of the Lakers almost made him fall on the spot.

"What does he do, it seems to be a special profession, called...called...cleaner?"

"..."

"What did you say?"

Later, Mu Ti recalled this feeling, and imitated his brother's expressionless expression: "Thank you, I have nothing to say, and I didn't think about anything, I just felt a huge question mark pop up in my mind, the kind that is bold and red." .”

Rollsley gave him a surprised look, as if he didn't understand this overreaction: "What's your name? Have you heard of it? What's so scary?"

"It's so expensive not to wash it!" Mu Ti spent a lot of effort to correct her twisted tongue, "The cleaner? Are you sure? It's really the cleaner? The cleaner?!"

my mother.

He suddenly understood why Liu Yuheng's sense of gloom disappeared - that gloom didn't belong to him in the first place, it was Jiejin's.

He has entered "Thirteen Crystal Heads" twice, fused his soul once, and shared his soul once. Now Liu Yuheng is the real Liu Yuheng.

"I see..." he murmured.

Who set up the identity of the Cleaner?Who wants to fight with Xin Yan?

Why is Liu Yuheng also a clearer?And he became a clearer two years earlier than Sang Bai.

Before he could think it through, the swan's screams and wings flapping suddenly came from the distant lake.There are very few trees by the fairy lake, mostly low flowers and shrubs, so by the light of the oil lamp, I can vaguely see a slender figure slashing at a swan with a knife!

"Not good!" Luo Silai whispered, pulled out a Czech assassin from his sleeve, threw one to Muti, and hid one himself, crawled into the bushes: "Will it work? Snow Wolf coming!"

"Fuck, I don't know how!" Mu Ti was a little confused, "I'm not in the army!" He also knows how to play with interstellar rockets that only need to be aimed, okay?

"Oh my god, you trash! You're so familiar with Raymond even if you're not in the army!" Rollsley cursed.

"My brother used to be! He taught me!" Mu Ti wanted to cry, but time was tight, and he couldn't take a detour to the Fairy Hotel, 300 meters away from the hut, to call someone.

"It doesn't matter!" Rollsley said, "you stay here, lie on your stomach, wait for me to lure the snow wolf over, we two are in front of each other, look, buckle this way, bang! One shot in the head! You know ?!"

Before Mu Ti could speak, the tough guy had already used the cover of the flowers to beat the wolf.

Mu Ti sighed, changed her position and lurked, while stuffing the Czech assassin into her right sleeve, after thinking for a while, she hooked a Swiss Army knife into her left sleeve, with the scabbard hooked on the sleeve, when necessary, With a flick of the hand, the blade can be unsheathed and thrown out automatically.

The poacher seemed to be performing an artistic sacrifice, his movements were unhurried and graceful—if he wasn't killing swans.

Rolls-Royce was crouching in the grass and was about to shoot when the moonlight shone faintly and cast shadows on the ground——

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

double shadow.

How could there be two shadows?Where are two people?

He opened his dizzy old eyes and saw that there was another person next to the tightly wrapped poacher, who was about the same size as him and moved in the same way. From his perspective, he was easily fooled.

It turned out to be the case.

Underestimating the number of people is a terrible mistake, and besieging one person is completely different from besieging two people.It's no wonder that Xuelang's exquisite two-person crime technique is able to dance so happily.

There was a bloody smell in the air.

The swan lowered its head and stopped struggling.

It's dead.

Under the moonlight, a cluster of blood-stained tail feathers bloomed quietly like a black sinful mandala, so beautiful and evil.

Rolls-Royce's blood surged, he pulled the trigger in his hand, and there were two "bang bang", the first line of fire and the second line of fire had a tricky intersection, and they shot in different directions.

The swan killer chuckled, lifted the swan corpse in his hand and shook violently, a pair of fluffy wings that were white and wide but condensed with splashing black blood were shaken by this shaking, perfectly blocking the two bullets.

"Damn it!" Rollsley swears, "bang bang bang bang" shot again and again, the two of them were like dancing a waltz, arm in arm, moving gracefully, with strange steps, dodging the line of fire .

"Click!"

Rollsley was taken aback for a moment, and then realized - the bullet was gone.

He gasped, and rolled back and forth.The two of them stepped forward on their toes at the same time, and the cold knife light shone into his pupils.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Mu Ti hurried forward a few steps, and the Czech assassin slipped out of his cuff.

"Let me do it." Someone behind said, with amber eyes, it was Abuel.She casually took the Czech assassin, "Your marksmanship is too weak."

Why is Abel here?How did she know that he was weak with marksmanship?

Under the threat of great danger, Muti's brain seemed to be opened to light. Abel's side face was pale and beautiful under the moonlight, with a texture of crystal or gemstone.

"...!" Mu Ti retreated extremely quickly, swung his left hand violently, and the Swiss Army Knife flew out.

Xin Yan laughed, turned sideways, and felt a little regretful: "Huh? How did you recognize me?"

"Damn." Mu Ti cursed silently, "Chief Designer Xin, you are really nothing."

"Thank you for the compliment." Xin Yan said casually, "Bang bang bang!" He fired three shots in succession.

The will to survive stimulated Mu Ti's potential. He lay down and rolled around in the grass, bending his body at a soft angle, and escaped the three shots.In the end, with both hands supporting and spinning, the whole person bounced from the grass into the cabin, grabbed the bamboo pole of the Rolls-Royce lamp, and flew the oil lamp towards Xin Yan.

Xin Yan had never seen such a rogue style of attack before, Xin Yan was a little startled, turned around to avoid it, turned sideways and fired another shot into the wooden house.

What responded to her was intensive firepower, and the guns were tricky and ruthless.

Xin Yan dodged it in shock, but she didn't expect that Mu Ti was still pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. She could only weigh the pros and cons, so she gave up Mu Ti first, stepped on the grass, and headed towards the lake.

in the cabin.

"she left."

Liu Yuheng withdrew his gun.