After I divorced from chaos step

After I got home, I realized that because of the unexpected incident, I forgot to buy the potato chips that Ranbu was thinking of.

But he didn't make a fuss, instead he went to bed early very obediently.

...Probably he also forgot.

I usually go to bed earlier than him, but today I lay down for a long time without feeling sleepy.

In the dark, I stared at the ceiling with my eyes open, and I heard Ranbu mutter something in my sleep: "Ha, I caught you!"

Probably a good dream, really enviable.

I persisted for a while, but couldn't fall asleep, so I simply put on my coat and left the room lightly.

Insomnia nights are always boring and long. I cleaned out the refrigerator, threw away expired food, and neatly arranged the various balls my mother prepared for us, and then found that there was only a small bottle of milk for tomorrow.

I looked at the wall clock on the wall, it was already twelve o'clock, it was a new day.

Anyway, I don't plan to go to bed anymore, I'm going to go to the nearby 24-hour convenience store to buy some stock, and I just happened to buy some potato chips for Ranbu.

The living expenses at home are all stored in the safe, and only I know the password, and I rack my brains to reset it every day, but Ranbu can always crack it easily.

I opened the cabinet, counted out some of the money, and set my sights on...a gun on the bottom shelf.

I took it out too.

This gun is exquisite and can't help but like how small it is, I can even put it in my pocket with my keys.

This is the "bridal gift" given to me by Central Plains Central Committee.

On the day of the wedding, I was seeing off the guests after the banquet. When I passed the bathroom, I found Chuya Nakahara leaning against the sink with his eyes closed.

He had a fight with his grandmother first, and then he was teased by Osamu Dazai, and he was really tossed.

I was hesitant to ask my dad to send him back first, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at me.

"You're already married, I haven't thought of giving you any present yet."

"Mr. Zhongyuan, you are too polite, but there is no need."

He paid a lot of money, I accepted it, and he also made an exception to be the best man because of grandma's face, I really can't accept gifts anymore.

"Why don't you use it?"

He lowered his head and kept laughing, unlike his usual self, I guess he was drunk.

Then he took something out of his pocket and threw it at me.

I subconsciously reached out to take it, and it turned out to be a delicate... gun.

"give you."

It was a great surprise to receive such a gift.

I can't help but wonder, is it so wild for a mafia member to give a gift?

But I'm not sure if it's really a Mafia habit, or if Chuya Nakahara was drinking too much as a joke.

"Mr. Central Plains..."

"It's useful." He closed his eyes again, and his voice became smaller and smaller because of his drunkenness, "If he's an asshole, shoot... directly to death..."

Who was killed?

He fell asleep before he finished speaking, leaving me in a daze.

Maybe he was talking to himself, what a drunk person says should not be taken too seriously and care about.

I didn't bother with that issue any more, but I kept the gun.

The rain hasn't stopped.

I didn't realize the problem until I was out, embarrassingly without an umbrella.

Fortunately, it was not raining too much, and the nearest convenience store to my house was only 10 minutes away, so I didn't bother to go back to get an umbrella.

There was no one on the road at this time, and the blue street lights in the distance were a little bit erratic in the misty rain, and the light was even dimmer than usual.

"Welcome, what do you need?"

There was only one curly-haired young man on duty in the convenience store, who looked like a part-time work-study student in the neighborhood. He tried his best to show me a tired smile.

I used to work and study, and I understood his hard work, so I said to him: "I'll get it myself, and I will pay the bill later."

He handed me a shopping basket and said politely, "Have a nice shopping."

I took a box of beef from the fresh section, and took two cartons of milk from the shelf. When I was about to pay, I remembered the potato chips I wanted.

...Well, what flavor does he want?

I looked at the shelves full of potato chips of various brands and flavors, but I couldn't remember which one he wanted.

But I remember he said it was a new product, so I will look for it in the new product.

I lowered my head and started looking from the floor below.The words "newly launched" are usually printed on the packaging bags of new products. With this clue, the scope of the search is greatly narrowed.

Just as I was throwing two bags of potato chips into the shopping basket, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a figure falling on the shelf.

He approached slowly until a part of his shadow overlapped with mine.

I continued to immerse myself in picking potato chips, and in the next second, I was hugged in his arms.

To be precise, it's not called hugging.

called circle.

Because he never touched me.

It's just two arms around, enclosing me in that narrow range.

I couldn't move, and I couldn't continue picking chips.

Once people's freedom is overly restricted, they will rise up and resist, without exception.

Something cold with a round mouth was pressed against the back of my neck, shaped like a gun.

"Yuanjiang, I missed your birthday this year." He said, sighing softly, "I'm really sorry."

"I'm not sorry," I said quietly, "I wouldn't have invited you anyway—"

Then I lifted my right foot and kicked back hard. He didn't hide, but was staggered by me, and hit the shelf behind him. The shelf was hit, and the snacks were spilled on the floor. On the ground, against a white wall.

"Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky."

I put one hand on the wall on his right side, looked down at him, and called him the full name that was so long that people tongue-tied, I used to only call him Tuo Si or Tuo Si Jun, " You are not dead yet."

Ten months ago, he and the organization he joined, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, failed completely in their plan to destroy the world. The other four were all arrested, and only he returned to Russia.

Probably the rats are always the most cunning.In addition to joining the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, he also has his own organization, the Rats of the Dead House, of which I am a member.

But he didn’t retreat completely, almost all his organs were damaged, and his arm was also comminuted. I didn’t want to and had no money to save him. I sent him to the most shady underground hospital and signed his “deed of selling himself.” "——If the operation is successful and he survives, he will stay and work there for the rest of his life. If the operation fails and he dies, his body will be donated here.

He held my hand all the time before he passed out, and I comforted him that I would not leave before he let go of my hand.

He said to me: "Yuanjiang, now I only have you."

The Five Decays of Heaven and Man are GameOver, and the other members of the House of Death have also been arrested. My old buddies Pushkin and Ivan probably won't be able to get out of prison.

Thinking about it this way, I am indeed the only one left in Tosi.

Then why not let him lose even the last thing completely?

So I unceremoniously destroyed his database, which was the core of the House of Death. All the information he collected in the past ten years, I didn't leave him with a single scum.

Then I left Russia and blocked all his contacts until ten months later, he appeared in front of me again.

He was thinner, his face paled by the dark circles under his eyes, his face was more tired than that of the convenience store boy, and his lips were dry and thin.

It wasn't a gun in his hand either, but a bottle of...Story's Vodka.

It's my favorite drink.

The boy from the convenience store ran over when he heard the sound, stared at Tuosi and me, hesitated to speak, I pointed to Tuosi and said to him: "There are vicious fugitives here, you should go to take refuge quickly."

He froze: "Huh?"

"Yuanjiang." Tosi raised his eyes and tilted his head to look at me, "Before you call the police, I want to ask you something."

I took out my phone and pressed it and said, "What's the matter?"

"Are you happy to see me today?"