Killer of this generation

"Ahhh! That guy Illumi really doesn't know how to be sympathetic to women!" After a little relief, Finette climbed down from the control panel of the airship with her back and the pain in her whole body.

The humming sound of the airship's mechanical blades still lingers in my ears, and I can vaguely hear the ferocious collision and pull of the bushes and weeds on the side of the tarmac that have fallen into the turbulent wind.

"Hey!" Finette twisted her neck twice and patted her paralyzed back. It seemed a bit difficult to walk with these limp and trembling legs.

She turned her head, and through the glass of the cockpit, her eyes just happened to freeze on a tall and tall figure.

Illumi, who got off the airship, was walking by the slightly bowed Indus, and the wanton wind blew his long and dark hair randomly in all directions, but he looked straight ahead and walked steadily without paying any attention to it. Take care, let those hairs fly in the leaden twilight.

"Phew—" Finette breathed a sigh of relief, the flickering red lights of the signal lights around the tarmac projected into her deep and bright brown eyes like lake water, "Forget it."

I don't know who said it, but in the game of love, whoever gets serious first loses.If Illumi underestimated her, then there was nothing she could do about it. She was the first to fall.If you lose, you lose.

Finette smiled and shrugged her shoulders, then rubbed her stomach and said to herself, "Ouch! I'm starving to death!"

But after taking a short rest, Finette got off the airship.

"Huh? Butler Wutong is still there!"

Finette was quite surprised when she saw the Indus butler who came towards her and bowed respectfully to her, she quickly scratched her head and apologized: "I'm sorry, sorry, it's been so long, I didn't know you were still here wait for me."

"No need to apologize, Miss Finette, this is my due duty as the head housekeeper."

The serious and serious tone carried an aura that could not be excused.

"That's true, but..."

Finette had no choice but to end with a smirk.

"Then," Wutong put his right hand behind his back and left forward, "please."

Following behind Wutong who was leading the way, the hum of the airship's spinning blades was left behind, replaced by a dead silence in the mountains.This is the night of Kukulu Mountain.

In front of the familiar door made of special materials.

"Call me anytime you need anything."

"Ah, okay, okay." Afterwards, Finette gave a weird smile, "Well...if it's convenient, please send me some cakes."

The physical exertion was too great, and she was really starving.

"Yes, Miss Finette," went on

, Wutong stretched out his hand to support the glasses frame again, as if there was something else he wanted to say.

Finette looked at him with wide eyes.

For a moment, Wutong's serious and calm voice sounded in the long corridor, "If Master Ilumi wants to enjoy it together, please ask Miss Finette to remind you that Master Ilumi can only eat three yuan at most."

"Eh?" Finette was puzzled.

"This is for the sake of Master Ilumi's body. Excessive sugar intake before going to bed is not conducive to the normal rest of the body's digestive system and secretion system. It will also be a little bit for the figure of Master Ilumi, who is an excellent and top killer. Influence."

"Oh, and, after going to bed at night, don't forget to remind Master Illumi to take the communicator away from the pillow to reduce the damage from radiation."

After listening to Wutong's series of instructions, Finette was stunned for a while, and it took a long time before she spoke, "Uh...ok...okay, I see."

It turns out that apart from arranging personnel scheduling and managing the entry and exit of accounts, Wutong Butler also has to take care of personal privacy such as "body"!

ah!Uncle Wutong should not even know Ilumi's measurements clearly!

Tsk tsk, horror!

"I can't tell, Uncle Wutong is really meticulous, he is worthy of being an elder who watched Ilumi grow up!" She patted Wutong's shoulder intimately and joked: "How can I describe it well... um... That... has a feeling of fatherly love."

"Don't dare. I'm just beating up the housekeeper of the enemy's Hakka. I don't have any extra feelings for the person I work with."

As expected, Finette was greeted with a cold and blunt greeting.

"Yes yes yes!" She shrugged dully.

"However, Uncle Wutong's popularity is really high!"

Finally, she playfully stuck out her tongue at the back of Wutong who turned away.

"Drip drip drip-"

He skillfully entered the password on the touch screen, and slid open the glass-like metal door.

Finette narrowed her eyes, except for the hazy light source projected by a slide projector on the snow-white wall, the room was silent and dark.

She stretched out her hand, and turned on the light with a "pop--". In an instant, dazzling light poured down from the top of her head, as bright as day.

Illumi turned her head slowly, and looked at Finette standing by the door with her deep and dark cat eyes.

"Or, cake."

After finishing speaking, Finette casually glanced at the image on the wall.

Six photos are arranged side by side, two of them have similar appearances, and a big red cross is drawn in the middle of these two photos, it is the person they just "visited" who has gone online

, the huge room suddenly fell into silence, Huatou tied a knot to whom at some point, both of them shut up and stopped talking, only Illumi's metal hit the porcelain plate when he cut the cake with a fork. Crisp sound.

"Hey, Illumi," after a long time, Finette came to her senses from the night scenery of dry mountains, forests and seas outside the floor-to-ceiling windows,

"At that time, how could you make a decision by throwing a nail, that is, when deciding whether to risk breaking into the dark room?"

The practice of relying on flipping a coin to choose is extremely unlikely to be something he would do.

"If you choose not to come, it's not a bad choice..." Illumi picked up a piece of cake dipped in strawberry jam and put it into his mouth, "... let's go."

Uh... After a long time, he himself was completely confused!

"Hey, Illumi keeps his word."

Illumi stopped the movement of sending the cake to her mouth, and looked up at her blankly, her eyes were serious like never before.

"In the dark room, you said that you would help me investigate the rabbit ears and investigate some secrets about me. You won't break your promise, will you?"

Unknowingly, there was a hint of uneasiness and anxiety in her expression.

"Ah..." Talking to himself, Illumi opened his mouth and slowly put the spoon he was holding into his mouth, "...um." Then, he closed his big cat eyes contentedly.

Finette swallowed, staring at Illumi nervously.

After a long time, he half-opened his eyes, and said in his usual calm voice: "I have no benefits for lying to you."

Hearing this, Finette happily raised the corners of her lips and smiled.

"In this case," Finette jumped off the table, "then I have another piece of information to tell you," she stretched out her fingertips, "that Amnny is also dead, I did it."

"She is the informant who sold me information on rabbit ears, but after that rabbit ear banquet, I got nothing. It doesn't count if I paid the information fees for nothing, and even caused me to be punished by the horrible Ouyang because I tore a skirt that was not for sale. Basang scolded, was too angry, so..."

"However, I searched her old lair, and found no valuable clues." Finette looked regretful, "Ah, and, that... sorry!" She lowered her head and put her hands together, "In order to get the rabbit ears In exchange, I also disclosed some information about your family, um, maybe you were attacked by that kind of attack completely aimed at your personal weakness...so...so...I'm really sorry!"

Suddenly, Finette, who was waiting for Illumi to get angry with her eyes tightly closed, felt his big hand on top of her head, warm, stable and full of strength.

"Even if Finette doesn't reveal the information about beating the enemy's Hakkas, the Rabbit Ears will still get it from other sources. Also, the information about my weaknesses during training that they mastered and used to sneak attack is not accessible to ordinary people. Yes, after all, it is such confidential and confidential information as measurements."

Illumi calmly took another bite of the cake and put it into his mouth.

Uh... what a messy metaphor!But listen to Illumi

In other words, Finette finally breathed a sigh of relief in conscience.

"By the way, Illumi," Finette lowered her head and pulled out an exquisitely crafted light-colored invitation card with a hint of fragrance from her bosom, shaking it in front of his eyes, "The one I found in the crack of the door just now is an invitation card for tea tasting .”

Illumi reached out to take the invitation and opened it.

"I've never heard of this name before," she asked suspiciously, pointing to the cursive signature in the lower right corner, "Is there someone like this in the family?"

But the invitation was stuffed in the crack of the door, so it was impossible for outsiders to skip the butler's room and send the invitation in.

Holding the invitation card, Illumi stood up from the sofa with a blank expression, went to a touch screen by the wall and pressed a button, and soon, a fat head appeared on the screen.

"Brother, what's the matter?" It seemed that he was awakened in his sleep.

"Miji, Curt is back?"

"Eh? It's been a few days since Xiaoyao came back, but she just stayed in the room."

Illumi looked down at the invitation card in his hand, frowned slightly, "Understood, you can continue to sleep." Then he turned off the power of the screen.

"Is there something wrong?" Finette on the side asked cautiously.

"No." Illumi replied flatly, turning around and walking towards the plate with the cake on the table.

"Wait!" Finette snatched the plate from him, said with her hands on her hips, "You can't eat any more! Indus said, you can only eat three bites before going to bed!"

Illumi tilted her head, her bewildered black cat eyes stared straight at the cake in Finette's hand.

There was silence for a few seconds, "Why three?" Illumi seemed aggrieved to protest.

"Three mouths are three mouths!" This room did not back down.

Then there was silence for a few seconds, "Are you sure it's three mouthfuls, not other quantifiers?" He didn't believe it.

"That's three mouthfuls!"

"…………"silence.

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