[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

The old lady's room is very recognizable. It is located on the southernmost side of the back mountain mansion of the Nongjiale, leaning against a small artificial pond. The architectural style is completely different from the others. It looks like an old house renovated, very elegant.

When Poker-Face and I arrived, the lights in the room had already been turned off, leaving a small gap in the window for ventilation.

In fact, before this action, I was thinking, if the old lady saw two strange men breaking into her room while half asleep, would she be scared to death on the spot?If that's the case, it's a big sin for both of us.Poker-Face shook his head and said no, the old lady was too energetic to die suddenly.I nodded at that time, but I was still a little flustered.As for why we didn't openly visit during the day, it's not that we haven't tried it, but we were stopped by his parents for no reason.

It started to wind up at night, and I didn't wear much, so I felt a little cold immediately.I winked at Mu Youfeng, and he nodded, pushed the window slit a little wider, and gently supported the window frame with his right hand, he shrank, and dexterously rolled in along the gap.

While watching the wind for him, I gathered my ears to listen, but I didn't hear any sound. The movement of the oil bottle when it fell to the ground was too light.Even though I was a monk halfway through, at least I had a complete hearing training from the blind man and the master, but even so, I was completely unaware of his actions.

I silently stood there and imagined that if Poker-Face was trained to be a full-time killer from an early age, then the National Security Bureau would definitely put him at the top of the red danger list.After thinking about this, I felt that I must have lacked sleep in the past two days, otherwise my thoughts would not have become so abnormal.

Just as he was distracted, the door behind him creaked and opened.Poker Bottle leaned sideways in the shadow behind the door, beckoning me to go in.For such things as trespassing private houses, I have long since given up my guilty conscience. I glanced left and right, walked in openly, and then gently closed the door.

As a gangster who respects the old and loves the young, the next step is the part where I feel the most guilty.

Poker-Face had spent almost the same length of time with the old man in front of him, and he was not bound by common sense, but he could understand my thoughts, and took over the following work simply and rudely.

The old lady was sleeping peacefully with her back to us, I backed away a little, and Pok You Ping walked to the bed, suddenly reached out and patted the old man on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Wake up."

In fact, Poker Ping's method is definitely considered light, but I somehow feel that there is a ghostly atmosphere in the room.

Immediately, I saw the old lady wake up in a daze, and turned around slowly, her eyes widened instantly when she saw the dull oil bottle standing in front of the bed.Poker-Face knew that she was going to shout, so he covered her mouth successfully with his palm.

I was terrified watching from the sidelines, afraid that the old lady would not be able to bear the fright, so I hurriedly took out the windproof lighter from my pocket and lit it, and said with a friendly smile: "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, come here Just ask you a few questions, and leave after asking, please don't be nervous."

Light can bring a great sense of security to human beings, and the old lady was full of confidence, she quickly recovered, gave me a squinting look, and then nodded to Poker Ping, meaning to let go, and she would not shout.

I signaled Poker to let go, and the old lady seemed very obedient. After taking a breath, she cleverly took back the initiative, and started the conversation first: "Where did the two babies come from? If you have anything to say, don't be embarrassing." My old man, I will tell you all."

Poker-Face and I exchanged glances, and felt that this hundred-year-old lady was not simple. Not only was she not afraid, but she could also analyze her interests so clearly, unlike ordinary people.

"My name is Guan Gen, and I'm a photographer who has traveled all over the world, and this..." I tilted my head and motioned the old lady to look at Pok You Fing, "He is a boxer in the martial arts gym in my hometown. Our two families have been relatives since our little fingers. , and when they grow up, they will be inseparable and come out to roam around."

As soon as I finished speaking, the old lady frowned and looked at Poker Bottle with strange eyes.The movie king was very powerful, with a cold face, he nodded seriously to the old lady, affirming my statement.

The old lady didn't respond, but I almost laughed and continued with a straight face: "However, my job is a little different. I want to shoot things that ordinary people can't see. It's more... supernatural. You... …understand?"

The old lady sighed, she didn't look too flustered anymore, and said, "That's okay... Did you notice the story I told this afternoon?"

I nodded:

"At your age, you won't be able to deceive people easily. Please tell me in detail about the man who has not changed his appearance for decades. No matter whether it is useful to us or not, we will leave immediately after listening."

The old lady waved her hand and said slowly:

"I'm old and I've seen everything, although I can't see this fiercer one, you kid doesn't look like a villain with black water in his stomach.

"It's okay to tell you, but you have to tell me first why you are looking for that living god. He has always been very good to me, and I can't harm him."

I thought to myself that the old lady is quite principled, and she just wanted to make up a nonsense, but who would have thought that Poker-Face had no intention of lying to others, and said in a low voice: "I have a relative who is seriously ill. Good. There is not much time left, that person may be the last chance, please help me."

I didn't expect Poker-Face to say that at all, and I couldn't help but turn my face to look at him, but he didn't look at me, his eyes were lowered, and his eyes were empty.

The old lady could tell that he was telling the truth, she was surprised for a moment, and said: "I see that the little boy next to you has a bad face, could it be that the relative you mentioned...is him?"

I touched my face in confusion, and thought to myself, is it really so obvious?I have been covering up the faint feeling of weakness in my body for the past few days. I also observed my complexion in the mirror before going out this morning. It should not be seen under such lighting conditions.

"but……"

The old lady continued:

"I can see that your physical condition is worse than that little baby's. It's simply terrible. Could it be that strange disease...is it contagious?"

I opened my eyes wide and looked at Poker Bottle, and couldn't even suppress the volume: "Brother, why don't you...!"

Speaking of this, I immediately realized that I had lost my composure, and after a short pause, I said softly: "How could it be so fast... When did it start?"

Poker-Face stared straight at him, and said in a deep voice:

"It started to get worse as soon as I got here, and you should feel it too."

I was stunned for a moment, and felt a little embarrassed when I thought about the concealment before, but after thinking about it, this guy has been hiding it from me, neither of us can blame the other, we can only say: "But this is different from what I expected before. Ah, I am the caster, so such retribution should be fulfilled on me first, why is your situation more serious than mine?"

"There is no reason."

The stuffy oil bottle said lightly:

"From the very beginning, all this should be borne by me alone."