Acting as a sword, forced to "fall in the dark".

The young man on the hospital bed was sinking into a coma at the moment, half of his face was covered with bandages, and only some horrible burn marks appeared on the edges, while the rest of his face was wiped clean and exposed to the air. , but it is exquisite and delicate far beyond human imagination.

Those facial features are biased toward Asians, but the bridge of the nose is high, the eye sockets are deep, and the conspicuous silver hair... "It should be of mixed race." Fuge came to such a conclusion.

Naranja was lying on the glass wall of the hospital, her whole face squeezed against it, her expression was not relaxed, and she asked in a slightly worried tone, "Is the child okay?"

Naranja was also picked up by Bugarati and received treatment, so for the boy who is now lying on the hospital bed, there are some understandable emotions similar to empathy.But Fuge is different, he does not have nowhere to go, his IQ is as high as 152, and he obtained the qualifications to go to university at the age of 13, and after experiencing some things, he can easily find a place that suits him.

It is precisely because of this talent that he was spotted by Bugarati and invited to his team.Compared with Naranja's obviously touched reaction, Fugo was much calmer. From the very beginning, he was investigating why this teenager appeared in that villa, and what was his relationship with Gallo who sold drugs to children. , and why, at such a delicate point of time, there will be a fire there.

"The people around have never seen any silver-haired people, as if he appeared there suddenly." Fuge frowned, and his high IQ made it easier for him to think than ordinary people, "Buggarati, this It might be a trap."

"But I can't just watch this child die there, he is asking for help." Bugarati was holding a bouquet of fresh lilies in his hand. This is when Miss Rossi of the florist learned that he was coming to the hospital to visit patients. , specially picked out for him.

Fuge was a little helpless, and was not surprised by this answer, "I knew you would say that."

After the silver-haired boy was transferred from the emergency room to the general ward, Bugarati randomly opened a bottle of mineral water and inserted a lily into it, then placed it on the cabinet next to the hospital bed.

The white lily fit perfectly with the young man lying on the hospital bed at the moment, a sense of tranquility as if time was stagnant here, which made Bugarati feel a little relaxed.

As a member of the gang, Bugarati is very busy every day, but he still does not forget to take time to come to the hospital to visit this teenager who has been in a coma.During this period of time, he also took a fancy to a depraved former policeman, who also joined the gang and became a gangster. Bugarati wanted him to be his teammate.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but just after Buccarati successfully persuaded the ex-policeman named Apache to join his team, Fugo called him in a rather restless tone. , explaining the good news, 【Bugarati!That kid is awake! 】

[But, but...]

Bugarati obviously sensed that something was wrong, but still said in a gentle command tone: "I'll be right there."

This man has such an ability, just a word can make people feel at ease immediately.Fuge let out a breath, said I understand, and hung up the phone.

Apache folded his hands around his chest, which seemed to be a defensive but not completely trusting gesture. He raised his eyebrows, "What happened?"

Bugarati replied in a warm voice: "It's a child I saved before, who has been in a coma, and now he finally woke up."

"...Are you really a gangster?" Apache said in a slightly mocking tone.

But Bugarati's reaction to this sentence was to look at Apache seriously with those beautiful eyes reflecting the sun as beautiful as the sea in Naples, and said seriously: "I'm just doing what I think is right. thing."

Apaki choked when he got such an answer, he subconsciously avoided such gentle eyes, and waved his hands in an impatient tone, "Isn't there urging you, why don't you go over there?"

"Aren't you going together?" Bugarati smiled, "It's just a matter of time to meet our other two partners."

As for the result...

Looking at the silver-haired man in the windbreaker who was walking slowly into the hospital after Bugarati, he could easily tell that the other party could not refuse Bugarati's answer.

Bugarati pushed open the door of the ward, the window was wide open, the temperature and weather were just right for ventilation, the wind with the smell of the ocean was blowing the room, and the boy who was sitting on the bed and being dragged by Nalanga to talk The silver hair, which was not neat due to the fire, but still beautiful, was blown out.

The little daisies placed on the cabinet beside the hospital bed swayed gently, and the water surface in the glass vase also caused waves.

Hearing the movement from the door, the young man sitting on the hospital bed looked over, his unbandaged eyes like violet flowers lifted up, clean and clear like a newborn baby.

No one would regard such a clean child as a bad person—it was probably just a coincidence that he appeared there at that time.Bugarati couldn't help but think so.

But at this time, Nalanja seemed to have not noticed the atmosphere at all, and just asked repeatedly: "You really can't remember anything? What about your name? You can't even forget your own name, right—" "

Bugarati extracted the key information from Naranga's question, and couldn't help but look at Fugo who was standing aside.Fuge noticed the strange young man standing at the door, but naturally ignored him, and explained to Bugarati: "Just like what you see now, this child has lost his memory."

Probably because he felt that the atmosphere was a bit depressing, Fuge even teased, "Could that guy be a relative of this kid? They all have silver hair and purple eyes."

But after finishing speaking, seeing the frown of the people outside the door, Fuge shrugged, "I'm just joking."

Buccarati moved a stool and sat in front of the boy, met those clean eyes at eye-level, and asked each word in a very gentle, childlike tone. Said: "Do you remember anything?"

"Don't worry," as long as you meet Bugarati's eyes, no one can refuse this Italian man, he said softly, "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, you have a lot of time, even if you can't remember, you can Create new memories."

"So, don't continue to be afraid." Bugarati gently placed his hand on the boy's head, which was still wrapped in bandages. The movement was very light, as if a layer of tulle was placed on it. will incur any burden.

The young man was slightly stunned, as if there was such a person in his memory who said similar words, so that he could let go of all negative emotions and trust the other party wholeheartedly.

"...os, osso?" The young man seemed to be hesitating a little, and said a word in a tone of bewilderment that even he wasn't sure about.

This is the Italian word for "bone" and also has the concept of the name "Orso".

Bugarati was not in a hurry, Wen Sheng continued: "Is your name Oso?"

The boy blinked his eyes. Although he felt the word was familiar, it was not as familiar as a name.So he was obviously the one who said the word, but he shook his head again.

Seeing this, Bugarati smiled slightly and said, "Is there anything else you can think of? Hmm... For example, do you have any favorite food?"

"... Diavolo?"

Diavolo is a flavor of roast chicken, although it also has the meaning of the devil, but in this context, it is obviously referring to Diavolo-style roast chicken.

Nalanga was lying on the side of the hospital bed, and asked curiously: "Do you like to eat roast chicken? How about I take you to eat when you are discharged from the hospital!"

Fuge complained on the side: "His current physical condition can't eat these things for a short time. Don't think that everyone is as rough and thick as you."

However, probably due to the loss of memory, the boy was puzzled and confused about the words he uttered.But after talking about OSSO and Diavolo, a picture flashed before his eyes in an instant.

It was a western-style hotel room. A young man with an unclear face who looked to be the same age as him, or a little older than him was holding a notebook in his hand, and said to him with a lively voice: " Orso, when you come back from this mission, how about we go eat at that newly opened pizza shop!"

He heard his own voice, and he replied to the boy, "Okay."

"...I," the young man stared at Bugarati's beautiful blue eyes in a trance, the memory rolled in his mind like the waves of the sea, but was burnt by the flame in an instant, leaving only a few fragments, In the end, there was only one sentence uttered in Japanese, which seemed like the body's instinct, "【I am Kokuku Toshiro, a sharp blade that can break bones (bone-eating) with a single swing.】"

Bucciarati, a native Italian man who has never learned a foreign language, was taken aback, "What did you say?"

Bone Ghou was relieved at this moment, the only exposed purple eye blinked, shook his head, and then replied in proficient Italian: "I am Bone Ghoul, I seem to be called osso (bone)... ..."

"I seem to... have an appointment with someone to eat... pizza together?" Gu Gu lowered his eyes with obvious apology, "Sorry, I can't remember the rest."

"No, it's enough." Bugarati looked at the young man who didn't seem to have such an obvious sense of estrangement from the world because he remembered his name, and smiled: "Next, please take care of your wounds, Bones. "

Obviously, the name Gu Gu has a greater sense of identity with the child than Oso.

Several people left the bones behind and left the ward together, and the moment they walked out of the gate, Fuge told his discovery in a particularly rational tone, "That's the accent from the west side, I I'll check out the exact location."

Fugo did not know where to take out a map, gestured randomly on it, and his fingertips just landed on the island marked Sardinia.

The author has something to say: Hey, he didn't just come here to abuse him with flames~

感谢在2020-06-2316:19:01~2020-06-2400:27:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of blue and white, Cielo; 7 bottles of Wumingjun; 5 bottles of Xi Nian, Iron and Bone Jingze, Yuzu Tea; 1 bottle of a cute cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!