[Rebirth] An attack who swallowed his breath

The next day, the sky was still full of haze, and the lead-colored clouds kept pushing over from the south, pressing on people's hearts as if the sky was about to collapse.

Sitting by the window on the night of June, her hair glowed a strange color in the light, from black to blue.She was wearing a small black short suit, with a coquettish ruby ​​pendant hanging on her delicate collarbone. She was silent in a corner of the restaurant, with curled eyelashes drooping and smearing blueberry sauce on a slice of bread.

She is like a proud priestess, even if the men nearby can't help but look closer to her, or try their best to strike up a conversation, her reaction is always daunting.Sixteen Yueye didn't do anything, she just glanced back at the man who was leaning up, and then continued to sip the slice of bread covered with an excessive amount of blueberry sauce, looking expressionlessly at the haze outside the window.

His eyes were as indifferent as if the depths of his pupils were filled with fine shards of ice.

She is arrogant and indifferent, even if she looks directly at you, that kind of lazy demeanor makes people feel that she doesn't see you in her eyes.

With a ding, Sixteen Yueye's indifferent eyeballs rolled, and his eyes fell on the notebook next to him.

A new email reminder appeared on the lower right button. She held a piece of bread in one hand and clicked on the email with the other. There was only one photo in it - a dark blue sports car shining in the sun, a man leaning on half of his face covered by a black supercar. In the car, he looked at somewhere indifferently.He is slender, wearing an unbuttoned casual suit, and a narrow tie with a half-Windsor knot on his chest fluttering in the wind, casual and uninhibited.

It looked like a photo of a male model in a magazine. The man in the photo was domineering, and the sports car behind him was also domineering.

The eyes of Juneteenth Night seemed to be filled with the dew of a summer night. In that moment, she changed from a witch to a lovely and pitiful princess.

"smoke……"

At this moment, Xun Zheng, dressed in black and holding a large bouquet of white roses, was nestling in the back seat of the taxi, heading for the cemetery in the suburbs.Xun forgot the way, and the flowers he had ordered after breakfast arrived, so he didn't have time to recall the route, so he took a taxi directly.

Zuo Yi's spirit is not very good, he barely slept last night, not even with Xun.Now the older one is hugging the younger one and leaning against each other, closing their eyes and taking a nap.Xun doesn't matter, Zuo Yi is so sad that he wants to cry at this time of year.

The taxi drove steadily for a while and then stopped suddenly. If Xun hadn't held his shoulder, the left wing would have almost hit the front seat.

"Are you there?" Zuo Yi rubbed his eyes, sat up straight and wanted to open the car door.

"No." Xun looked around lightly, it was already in the suburbs, and there was no one around.

"Uncle, don't you know the way?" Zuo Yi frantically looked at the driver in the rearview mirror.

The driver locked the car door with a click, then turned around and threatened the "brothers" behind him with a shining dagger. His movements were skillful and his eyes were fearless. It was obviously not the first time he had done such a thing, "Leave the money, Don’t hurt your lives, hand over all the money!”

"Pfft!" He seemed to be deliberately trying to relieve Zuo Yi's gloomy mood. It's a good feeling, and the robbery was on the killer's head... Zuo Yi hugged the white rose, gloating at the show, "Uncle, you You are very courageous, you dare to snatch both of them."

"He is a practitioner." Xun said lightly, "Maybe he has learned some martial arts."

"Less, less, less nonsense! Hand over the money!" The "brothers" in front of him didn't feel the slightest sense of nervousness, which made the driver nervous. Sure enough, it was safer to carry female passengers—he made up his mind to finish the job. In the future, the ticket will not start with men over the age of 20.

"In the future, it will be better to use this thing for robbery." Xun slowly pulled out a Glock from his waist, pointed at the driver's head, and suppressed the smile in the eyes of the driver who was stunned and then frightened. His slender index finger impatiently Pulled the trigger.

Zuo Yi suddenly grabbed his hand, pursed his lips and shook his head.He saw the blood in Xun's eyes. Although the driver was hateful, he was not guilty of death. He didn't want Xun to kill people casually.

"Drive!" Xun said coldly, obediently obeying Zuo Yi's wishes, put away the gun, and hugged him to lean on the side again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The driver looked at the black muzzle of the gun and was almost scared to shit. He didn't dare to make extra moves when he heard the order, so he turned around and rushed towards the cemetery.

"Uncle, do you have any children?" Zuo Yi asked.

The driver trembled and said, "Yes, I have a six-year-old son..." I thought I have a fart child, and I am still a bachelor!

But in order to win sympathy, I still try to talk nonsense as much as possible.

Zuo Yi let out an oh, and he thought of the unfortunate Tongtong in the previous supermarket explosion, "It's a very simple thing to die, uncle, do you understand? If he pulled the trigger just now, you would die if you were shot. .”

The driver nodded quickly, looking as if he had changed his past, who knew that the brat behind him continued, "So, uncle, if you continue to do this kind of thing, you should divorce the marriage and give the child to your wife. Come out to work when the whole family is not hungry."

"What kind of persuasion are you doing?" Xun laughed.

Left wing spread out his hands: "Men, isn't it very common to sacrifice your family for your career, isn't it uncle!"

The driver was already messed up in the wind.

On a sixteenth night, a head of black to blue long hair fluttered in the bleak autumn wind.

With a miniature wiretapping terminal in her ears, her tall figure quickly shuttled through the bustling streets, as indifferent as a knife slashing into the crowd.

"On National Highway 203, the cemetery there." The terminal received a mechanized voice from the other party.

Before that, she received another photo, "Are you sure it's the person I'm looking for?"

"No, it's just that the backs are very similar, and we are not sure. The other party is very vigilant, and we can't take pictures of the front. They took a taxi and got off at the cemetery..."

"They?" Sixteen Yueye slowed down, her slender waist and puffed chest made her look graceful, like a model ready to be photographed on the street, "Who else is there?"

"The other party is also bringing a child, who looks like a high school student, and looks like he is going to sweep the grave."

Sixteen nights stopped completely.

Is it a mistake?

She took off the terminal, stood there thinking for a long time, and finally stopped a taxi and drove towards the suburban cemetery. There was a faint rose fragrance in the car.

Tomb sweeping?It seems a bit too ridiculous to put a word that sounds very sad on Xun. How could that person visit the grave, and besides, whose grave?And how could there be a high school student by his side?

The mind of Juneteenth Night was forced to accept too much shock and regret during this period.That kind of neat and precise incision was kept by no one except Xun in the past Baiqi class. This is Xun's unique killing method, just like handwriting, even if it is deliberately imitated, it is impossible to be exact.

She has done a lot of proof, that is what Xun left behind.Like her, Xun also died in that melee, and then ten years ago.

But she has been unable to find him!Always take a slow step, only to find his murder scene after he left.

Even though they are in the same city, they feel as if they are hundreds of thousands of miles away.

This time she didn't hold out much hope, after all, the other person in the informant's description did not match Xun in her impression except for his body shape.

"Hand over all the money! All the money!" The shining dagger dangled in front of his eyes.

The driver who failed the robbery two hours ago and was almost shot in the head by someone yelled unsteadily, maybe he still had lingering fears about what happened before, he always felt that the cold and beautiful woman in front of him was a little different, looking at her in his heart Panic.

"Huh?" Sixteen Yueye raised his head irritably, his face was as cold as ice, "What did you say?"

"Now it's a robbery! Cooperate!" the driver yelled. Couldn't this woman hold her head and scream like other women, and obediently hand over her wallet!It's not good for the heart to look at him so coldly!

The driver between the flashes decided not to attack women over 20 years old after this vote!

But meeting two top killers in a taxi in one day, if this kind of pie-in-the-sky probability happened to buy a lottery ticket... It should be said that he is still very lucky, after all, he is not dead yet.

"Why are you here again!" The driver stared at the black muzzle of the other party's silently raised gun in dismay, feeling that he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger on Juneteenth Night, he heard the other party complaining in despair, "You and the man before are not brothers and sisters, are you? The Rensa Empire forbids citizens from using guns! Can you please carry a knife next time? ! We can at least make gestures! See how bad this one-sided feeling is!"

"The man from before?" Sixteen Yueye immediately caught the slightest clue, and shot the other man's forehead with a gun, "Who? Tell me more clearly!"

She opened the safety catch, and at any moment, a slip of the hand might blow the opponent's head off.

"One, one, a pair of brothers, come here to sweep the grave! Don't kill me! I have an old man and a young man..." The off-line driver finally regained his senses and hurriedly begged for mercy.

brother.Two people.Tomb sweeping.As described by the informant, does the other party have a gun?Is it really smoked? !

On the night of sixteenth moon, I got out of the car and threw the driver to the co-pilot, took off the seat cushion and drove by myself, "Lead the way!"

White roses were quietly placed in front of the stele, and the cemetery was quiet and a little scary under the haze.

It's too late, people have already left.

Sixteenth Night gritted his teeth!They came here by taxi, so they shouldn't have gone far...

She turned around and ran a few steps, then turned back, as if thinking of something, she squatted in front of the tomb and looked at the name of the owner of the tomb.

Zuo Xia.

Does this person have anything to do with Xun?

This place was ten years ago for them, and Sixteen Yueye herself knew that she didn't know much about Xun, and she couldn't tell what would happen to that man like a lone wolf ten years ago.

She bent down and rolled up her sleeves to reveal the black electronic device on her wrist. It looked like a bracelet, and it shone slightly. The blue light swept across the black and white photos on the monument.

The electronic flow rushed out from the intelligence center, and half an hour later, this man named Zuo Xia would organize his whole life into a document and send it to the notebook she threw in the hotel.

All she has to do now is go back to the hotel.

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small theater:

Left Wing: I want to raise a puppy to play with.

Xun: Wang.