[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

In the few days after the wedding, Pengelie's top management seemed to be facing a big enemy-in other words, it was more appropriate, it should be a chicken and a dog.All because the man their leader had been waiting for finally showed up.

Although he really wanted to go to that woman to ask about everything, but after the wedding, the relationship between the Mority family and Pengo Lie dropped to a freezing point.In fact, when Ah Qing was judged as a traitor, Mority raised objections.On top of this wedding, Lanshou's snatching of the marriage, Yunshou's hostage and leader Peng Gelie's questioning have all become important factors for the breakup between the two tutors.

Of course, their alliance was originally based on Ah Qing.

Now that everything has become like this, how can he come to her door to find her again.

Viola disappeared without a trace.Even asking Marino is useless, the other party has long been hypnotized by Viola, and he can't remember whether it is one or two.

The only thing they know is that Viola and "Akiyo" next to Yamazaki are the same person.Since this is the case, she is naturally exhausted.

A Gang knocked on the door of Lanshou's office countless times, but he always saw the figure of Ji Si writing vigorously.He must be looking for beneficial information, in order to make up for the mistakes between them, in order to rescue Ah Qing.The guilt in Ah Gang's heart couldn't help but deepen, if this plan fails, then the prison temple will have no chance to make up for everything before Ah Qing, and will never see her again-it will be difficult to convey even an apology.

The office is smoky, and the unburned cigarette butts in the ashtray still have a little spark.Countless cigarette holders were stacked in the ashtray, and a smear of ash was brought out by the breeze and fell on the desk.Cigarette boxes and paper balls thrown around made the whole office slumped and messy.The word dirty seems to have nothing to do with the cleanliness prison temple, but now he is looking for answers day and night.

The brows were tightly furrowed into Chuan characters, but they would only be untied in a hurry when the leader arrived, and then say "please don't worry".

The engagement ring had been removed and it was not known where it had been covered in dust.However, the former pairing ring was tightly locked between the ring fingers, so it was a plea for repentance and psychological comfort.

One after another, the smoke was inhaled into the lungs, and the misty smoke was exhaled, and then dispersed in the air and turned into nothingness.Prison Temple understands the leader's good intentions and understands his difficult choice.Even if he was deceived by taking advantage of his unconditional trust in the leader, he still felt that he could not forgive himself.

Now thinking back to that woman, every word, every sentence, every frown, every smile, even the tears that flowed from the eyes, were like a scorching iron imprinted on his heart.A pain that doesn't go away, and a permanent mark.

On Christmas Eve, the headquarters of Pengo Li did not have the laughter and laughter of the past, and the dignified atmosphere shrouded the castle.The leader and the six guardians seem to be busy with something.Even Christmas, which is supposed to be celebrated, has never been expressed at all. At this time, everyone is in danger, lest they say something wrong or do something wrong, and annoy this group of adults with different expressions.

This is the fifth day after the wedding.Viola didn't say a word and didn't take any action, which only showed that the woman was safe for the time being.

Prison Temple rubbed his sore temples, and looked up at his watch.

July... the 12th?

Prison Temple was stunned for a moment, as if he felt that there was a date in his memory that was very close to this date.He put the cigarette between his fingers in his mouth, and then flipped through the documents in front of him.

What caught my eye was a copy, which was the letter of the first generation witness Sylvia.Trembling, he flipped through the document to the end. The last day Sylvia recorded in the diary was December 12th.

Since the 31st, it has become a brand new handwriting.He knew that Ah Qing had said that this was the beginning of the young doctor's re-recording in order to continue his lover's handwriting.

Sylvia's passing was an uncontrollable event.But the uncanny resemblance between Viola and Sylvia is intriguing.If the day when Viola acted was not an exception, if the event of her and Qing's replacement was not an exception.If... she knew in advance when that woman came back from another world.

If... she is the one who controls the progress of time.

Prison Temple stroked his forehead with some headaches, his mind was in a mess.Although this seemed a bit of a terrible coincidence, he was not allowed to let go of any coincidence now.If the timing is correct, something will probably happen to the woman on the 31st...perhaps final death, as every witness has.

Prison Temple faintly felt uneasy, but he couldn't explain why he was uneasy, but his intuition told him what would happen on the 31st.

He didn't hesitate anymore, threw away the cigarette in his mouth and stomped it out fiercely, and walked towards the chief's office.

When he knocked on the door of the chief's office, he saw that Skylark happened to be in the office, holding a stack of documents in his hand, as if discussing something.

"Juji Temple? It's good that you came..." Ah Gang scratched his hair in distress, and turned his eyes to him.In the past two days, he has been busy almost without sleep, just to find some clues.Now it is impossible to get close to the Mority family, and it is impossible to know where Viola hid Ah Qing. The only clue is Viola herself who is like a twin.

"Skylark just told me something... about the day when the first witness, Sylvia, passed away."

"Judaimu, that's why I came here." Yuji looked at Hibari in surprise, but the other party never knocked him directly, and looked at the document in his hand thoughtfully.

"I really want to treat this day as an accident, but the 31st is coming, so I have to be careful." Prison Temple pondered for a while, and continued, "Although the previous witnesses passed away at sporadic times, this time it is not Same... Viola didn't release any news about her death, so it means that the woman is still alive..."

"Still alive means that Viola must be waiting for something, so he didn't act immediately." A Gang immediately picked up his words, and the warmth in his eyes was weaving into edges and corners, and a solemn color was deposited.

"As far as I know, the only commemorative time is Sylvia's memorial day." Prison Temple raised the document in his hand, his voice low and hoarse.

"Hmph. According to the intelligence, the two herbivores had already set off on their honeymoon trip before this... The place was proposed by that woman, which is China." Skylark seemed very dissatisfied with being ignored, so she left this sentence and went Walked out of the office and slammed the door.But his hasty expression should be eager to prove something.

"China."

Prison Temple hurriedly glanced at the clock, and then flipped through the documents in his hand.If the recorded location is correct, then Sylvia did flee to China when she was hunted down by Spedo, and the place where she died of illness was also in China.

If all this is not a coincidence, then that woman must have been taken there as well.

December 12st...China...

"Judaimu..." He hesitated to speak, his silver-gray eyes were filled with impatient green, as if he was waiting for the leader to give an order.

"Juji, I understand what you mean." A Gang put his arms on the table and supported his chin with his hands.Ning Ning's eyes were mixed with a rare arrogance.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon on December 12th, Italian time, which is already ten o'clock in the evening when converted into Chinese time.If you can't leave immediately, you may not be able to catch up with that time.

"But before that, I have to confirm one thing."

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At first, she just thought that she had entered this world by mistake, but now someone told her that she should have existed in this world.And here is a person who looks exactly like her, quietly guiding all this.I was supposed to be a small pebble that fell into a calm river, but after a slight ripple, it returned to tranquility.

But now they are getting more and more deviated from this track, and even have to pay their own lives.Ah Qing began to wonder what was the meaning of staying here?In order to wait here to die, I still accept it all.She wanted to go back to that world, but lost this ability again.She began to realize that all these abilities were endowed by someone and could be manipulated anytime and anywhere.

Even his own life and death.It is held in the palm of the hand like an ant that has no strength to restrain a chicken, and it will be crushed to death at any time.

Ah Qing feels that being guided to take medicine and infusions here feels like being under house arrest in Verona. The only thing that is better is that she has not been deprived of her freedom. In fact, there is no difference between having or not.Her body is only big enough to walk a distance by herself, and after just a few steps, she will feel out of breath and unable to stand upright.

Viola would visit her from time to time, but she didn't do anything drastic.She just talked to herself as usual.Ah Qing would sometimes ask about his own life experience, and Viola would make a short silence, and then skip this topic.Perhaps for her, this is also something she doesn't want to touch.

The servants who were assigned to deliver meals to him and wash himself up were immune to the ability of hypnosis.Ah Qing tried to get some information from them, but they were indifferent to her abilities—this might be the reason why Viola let her wander around unscrupulously.

"Lian Qing." Viola gently pushed her body.

Even if her life was forcibly delayed until she was dying with cumbersome and complicated operations, the sickness on her face and her gradually thinning body still told that all of this was of no avail.Her cheeks had already lost their blood color, showing a faint blue color, and her thin lips were no longer moist and tender, but became terribly white.

The blood vessels under the skin seem to be clearly visible, as if the whole person has become transparent.

"...?"

Ah Qing gradually regained consciousness, looking at the woman in front of her who looked exactly like her.In the past two days, she has gradually gotten used to the existence of such a person.At least to her, this man didn't want to kill her and was the only one she could talk to.She could feel that Viola was also carrying the long-standing gloom.

"Time is up."

Ah Qing opened his eyes slightly, and moved his lips.

Of course she knew what Viola meant.That person's memorial day... refers to Sylvia.She had read Sylvia's handwriting, so she naturally knew when Sylvia died of illness.And today, it happened to be her memorial day.

The time is July 12th.

The seventh day of "Ah Ching's" wedding.

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