I am forced to collect

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy's tea-brown eyes flickered with faint emotion. He looked at Chunyan's hands that had already started to bleed, and his face that was not warm before, more or less revealed emotions that might be surprise.

Considering that there were still pursuers, he knocked her unconscious with a single hand blade without hesitation.

When Chunyan woke up, her first reaction was that Qi Ya was still waiting for her in the milk tea shop, and she began to worry about the boy's situation.

"I can't use my mobile phone to contact my friends now." She said helplessly.

This is a bachelor apartment that can be said to be well-decorated, and a glass of boiled water is thoughtfully placed on the table.If you ignore the fact that Chunyan is firmly tied to the chair with a rope——

A nimble young man was sitting in front of her, wearing an ordinary shirt and overalls.He looked at her quietly through his short red hair.

"Feel sorry."

His voice is neither high nor low, it is clear that belongs to a teenager, but maybe because it is too undulating, it sounds less apologetic.

"Because it looks like you know a lot about me, I had to kidnap you first," Oda Sakunosuke said, "so the first question. Who are you?"

Chunyan replied honestly: "In the future, the person who will live with you under the same roof and be forced to work hard to make money to buy you clothes and food."

Oda Sakunosuke also honestly retorted: "My employment fee is very high, and I don't need others to support me."

Chun Yan said seriously: "People will become bankrupt."

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

He stared at the girl calmly, and there was nothingness in those eyes, rather than being cold, it would be better to say that there was nothing at all.He is like a closed box that no one can snap open.

"Why don't you believe it?" Chunyan looked at the boy in front of her seriously, "Odasaku, you are very good at distinguishing whether people are lying or not."

"I'm also good at torture," he said.

"Then you want to torture me?" The girl didn't move at all. Although she was tied up, she didn't even intend to struggle.

In front of this young killer who can take away people's names in a breath, she calmly showed all her weaknesses as if she didn't know what to fear.

"Are you going to kill me?"

Oda Sakunosuke carried his own black pistol with him, but he didn't even need to move the gun, he could use an item around him at will to kill the girl.A real killer does not need to rely on powerful weapons. As long as he is willing, a piece of thin paper can be turned into a murder weapon, and a silver spoon can block the attacks of others.

Killing was nothing to him, neither liking nor hating—he didn't know how to evaluate the emotions in his heart, he entered the killer's business only because he had nothing else to do.

He wouldn't do it unless someone paid him to kill the girl in front of him.He doesn't really want to be a person who "kills anyone and it doesn't matter", because it's easy to make enemies like that, and it's easy to make life more dangerous.Because of this, he will never interact with people who "kill for righteousness".

The other party did not show any killing intent - it is not difficult to rule out that it may be a disguise, but sometimes she shows a kind of intimacy and trust for him inadvertently, which is rare - especially when the other party swears that she knows the future he.

But that's impossible, thought the young killer, he didn't want a companion, he was convinced of it.

He would not use an underage girl as a partner in the assassination, what can she do?Playing an innocent target?

Chunyan was in a daze for a while, then suddenly said, "I'm hungry."

(weirdo.)

Oda Sakunosuke thought again.

The red-haired boy untied Chunyan, but still did not allow Chunyan to leave.He happened to be hungry too, so he went into the kitchen to prepare two servings of curry rice, an exclusive super spicy version, and a curry version that was barely poured in order to control the amount.

Oda Sakunosuke skillfully brought the lunch to the table. At this moment, Chunyan also came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head——Chunyan didn't like her hair covered in dust from the blast just now, so Oda Sakunosuke made sure that the bathroom was free of After any escape was possible, she was allowed to borrow the bathroom.

Odasaku discovered that she probably wiped off all the water droplets with a towel first, and then slowly dried her half-wet hair with a hair dryer, without getting much wet on the collar of her jacket.

(Be patient.)

Oda Sakunosuke took a mouthful of curry expressionlessly, and the girl suddenly walked up to him, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, staring at him without saying a word.

"..." They stared wide-eyed, the young killer didn't know what the girl wanted to say, or what she wanted him to say.

He didn't speak.

Chunyan waited for a long time, but did not get the expected words.Finally, she held out a hand.

The girl's hands were white and soft, with blue blood vessels faintly visible on the wrists.The young killer was silent for a long time, then put down the spoon, his calm eyes rarely showed confusion.He hesitated, was this man going to shake his hand?

Slowly, with temptation and vigilance, he also stretched out his hand.

She put something directly into the boy's palm.

Oda Sakunosuke was startled, thinking that what she was about to drop was a miniature bomb or poison, but he soon discovered that it was just a small red omori.

"It's a talisman." After Chunyan finished speaking, she opened the seat next to her and ate the steaming curry rice.

The young killer was confused again. He began to worry about whether there might be locator monitors or various dangerous items related to supernatural abilities hidden in the guard, but he heard Chunyan's indistinct voice while chewing curry,

"It can protect you from monsters."

The red-haired boy thought for a while, then said calmly, "Is the future me dead?"

This is the conclusion he observed from the questioning and communication with Chunyan. He said it without any emotion, as if the person who died was not him, but someone irrelevant.

"But I changed that ending," Chun Yan dutifully explained, "It's like playing a game, saving and loading files countless times, and finally finding the right strategy to change that ending. The future you disappeared from my eyes. Ah, explain again here , I said that you who come to me in the future are the dead."

"Because I'm a god or a witch." Chunyan nodded.

Oda: ...

There was too much information that was incomprehensible, and he swallowed another mouthful of curry, slowly thinking about how the "dead spirits", "witches" and "changing the ending" were connected.Even with various supernatural powers, he has never heard of someone who can do such nonsense.

He seldom cares about things other than "task" and "living", so he also wants to give up thinking about this matter this time. After all, what does he have to do with him in the future?

Odasaku thought this way, saw Chunyan's arm without much strength, and casually asked the last sentence, "What do you mean by reading files?"

"Huh? Ah, it's a common meaning in games." Chunyan said with some doubts, "It means restarting after death."

"..."

The young killer is a little surprised to find that the "future him" really has a very weak companion.Why?Wouldn't it be easier to live alone?

Why would such an ordinary person do anything to save his future self?

Odasaku didn't know how to describe the feeling at this time. He was a box with a lake that wouldn't flow, and now a stone fell from the sky and hit the water surface, causing a bunch of irregular splashes.

He found an adjective for these irrepressible splashes, Odasaku thought, he probably has a little, a little bit, envy.

Before going out, Oda Sakunosuke locked the doors and windows, blocking any possible exits.He estimated the time, and judged that the people who traced the last mission should have found this place, so he loaded the bullet and slipped into the most likely place to ambush him.

People from around the world who know a little bit about this industry will not easily adopt the attack method of "the old house"-the police will not choose to directly break into their homes when they are chasing criminals, because that is the home field that the latter are familiar with. You never know what awaits you at home.

So Oda Sakunosuke believed that the gang's subordinates did not dare to break into his house directly, but chose to squat in a place where he could kill him when he went out.Oda Saku also believed that with their investigative ability, they could find his residence.Fortunately, he has more than one safe spot, so it doesn't matter if this one is exposed now.

He nimbly hid in a dark place, and when he was about to observe several people, he found a boy with short white hair standing beside several corpses.

Oda Sakunosuke was convinced that it was a corpse: the strong smell of blood had begun to spread in the air, and each corpse had a hole in its chest, as if it had been hollowed out with bare hands.

The boy with the bag on one shoulder looked at Odasaku. The young killer froze and jumped back a few steps. The boy who rushed forward in the next second swung his claws in the air.

"Hey," the boy's expression was condensed, and his deep killing intent seemed to prevent anyone present from breathing.

"Where did you tie that idiot?"