Ex-boyfriends are gods

"Thank you."

Ellie opened the car door and jumped out, not even having time to let the other party ask him for money, which simply made his 'poor' life worse.

The key is still in the same place, but it has been moved.

Al rarely pouted childishly, and then quickly opened the door.The moment he opened the door, Al first saw a huge figure turning his body with difficulty, and then smashed out of the window of his living room wrapped in a tattered cloak.The crashing glass shattered all over the floor, and some of the splashed glass shards made Al subconsciously protect his head with his arms.

"Be careful."

But compared to Al, someone else rushed over, and the opponent's physical fitness and reaction speed far surpassed Al.He seemed to have expected it the moment the inhuman monster moved.Therefore, he turned around and ran quickly. When he was close to Al, his right hand had already hugged the opponent's waist tightly, and the other hand pressed his head and pressed him in his arms.

Everything happened quite quickly, and time passed by, and Al could feel his heart beating violently for a moment, and then gradually calmed down.

"Are you OK?"

When all the fragments fell to the ground, the person hugging Al released him slightly, then supported Al's shoulders, his eyes searched for him, his expression revealed a bit of nervousness, lest he find Al in the accident just now Hurt.

Al was a little embarrassed and a little speechless.

He was far away, and the other party hugged him almost completely, blocking any possible damage for him with his back.No matter how you look at it, the other party should care more about himself.

It's just that in this way, Al's original anger can't be radiated.

"Tell me, why did you break into my house? Why did you get close to me on purpose? You also got a younger sister who didn't exist on purpose."

Al looked at the mess all over the floor, and then at Wei, who was still trying to see if he was injured, and almost couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

After confirming that Al was fine, Wei slowly retreated from his nervous expression, and smiled at Al in a flattering manner, but found the cleaning tools familiarly, and cleaned the living room a little, so that it would not look too miserable.

"Come with me to the study."

Al couldn't help but stop the other party. It didn't take a while to clean it well, and the walls and glass were damaged, so we needed to find a special worker to repair it.

Another expense... Can Wei be responsible for this expense? He is responsible.

Wei was a little uneasy following Al, he was a little worried that Al would be angry because of his deception, but he didn't know that Al was thinking about making him lose some money.

Al is indeed poor. All his current income depends on his status as a detective, but his cases are generally not very well paid, especially during this period of time. This makes Al always feel that he is always in poverty. Struggling online.

As soon as he entered the study, Wei saw a room full of bookshelves, with various messy books, newspapers, and even myths and legends from various countries.

Before Al could speak, Wei, who was looking around, immediately put his hand into his coat pocket, and then took out a gray notebook.A thin string hangs from one side of the notebook head, and a small brass key hangs below it.String is threaded through the pages, which allows the copper key to drop slightly to the other side of the notebook, making it a perfect bookmark.

"My name is Wei Green. All members of the Green family, our sense of smell and blood are very special. Our sense of smell is very sensitive to 'Green' creatures, and we can quickly distinguish hidden Green monsters in the crowd, and our blood There is a powerful attraction to them and the ability to draw them out.

Therefore, people in our family will basically embark on the path of hunting Green monsters.This notebook records the monsters I have hunted in a way I am sure you will be familiar with.There is also Green's token, maybe you can also get another one in the study. "

Al took Wei's notebook, and when he was flipping through the pages, suddenly Al got up, then went to one of the bookshelves and took out a notebook that looked much worn out.

After experiencing the Quix incident, Al found this notebook in his father's study, and also found the information corresponding to Quixote and the man in bearskin.

Flipping quickly, Al found that the simple sketches of the monsters in the two notebooks were extremely similar in style, and they were almost certainly written by the same person.

At the bearskin information office back then, Al looked at some words annotated at the end of the notebook. These handwritings were indeed traces of his father, so at the time Al didn't think much about it, and thought that all the monsters in the old notebook were his own. The father drew and made it himself.Now it seems that these monster data plotters may be someone else, and his father just got them for reference and inspection.

"The notebook in your hand belongs to my father." Wei Ye glanced at the old notebook with some sighs, "Although I don't know why Mr. Clive has been chasing and killing the Green monster, but under the common goal, they I became friends with my father, so my father gave him these monster materials. Hmm... Strange... There should be this key token." Wei looked around strangely.

"Cough... Maybe it was lost by my father. He always likes to drink and misidentify and lose things."

He seemed to have the impression that the rope of the copper key seemed to be broken. He seemed to have swept it away when he was cleaning the room, and now he doesn't know where it went.

"Is it important?" Al felt a little guilty.

"It doesn't matter, our family creates more than a dozen every year to send to family members or people we trust."

"That's good." Al's voice softened once, then raised again, looking at Wei with beautiful lake blue eyes, "You haven't said why you made up a nothingness sister."

"I just don't want you to get involved in my danger." Wei raised his hand to apologize, "I met Mr. Clive in Shockjet State a few months ago, but he seemed to have important things to do, so please let me Come and see you."

Al was stunned for a moment, he actually didn't have a good relationship with that stubborn old man.

The old man once stubbornly asked him to give up painting, and he didn't take much care of him when he was a child.Fortunately, Al is a man of two lives, and he is used to living alone, so he doesn't have much affection for the old man, and of course he doesn't have much resentment.For an immature child, there must be a lifetime of estrangement between the two parties.

"He talked about you, and said that your paintings are beautiful." Wei's ears blushed for some reason, "He even gave me a picture of you."

Wei honestly took out a photo of Al, which was obviously carefully treasured, from his clothes.

"Through the newspaper, I found out that someone suspected that someone had created the Bearskin Grimm monster before the Fog City.

Who knew that when I arrived, I found out that you were the only survivor in this case, so you should be the monster's chosen 'lover'. Last time I came to your house, I also smelled the monster's smell, and it was constantly approaching you.

Mr. Clive said that you only want to be a painter, and I also want to protect you, and I don't want you to get involved, so I deliberately dismissed you and wanted to lure bearskin to solve it privately. I didn't expect you to come back so soon. "

Wei still didn't say anything, in fact, he came on a blind date.

Regarding his son, although he violated the other party's wishes when he was young, Jeffrey Clive still understood his son, even though they had hardly communicated with each other well.

This time he met Wei Green by accident. After realizing that Wei also didn't like women, he wanted to introduce Wei to his son.After all, Wei looks very handsome, and the outstanding heirs from the Green family are more able to protect Al.

And Wei fell in love at first sight with Al's photo.

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