As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

Three days have passed since the Suzuki Group's Skyship "Tears of Angels" gemstone exhibition.

The media, however, seemed to be blind, silently without a single report.

At most, a few low-level tabloids reported on the attacks that occurred on them, but they were quickly suppressed.

And not just because it can't be reported.

More because they don't want to be reported.

This is the result of the joint suppression of several forces.

In the interview, Suzuki Jiroji just laughed and haha, ambiguously took the attack, and just talked about Kidd who missed.

It was as if everything was being deliberately forgotten.

But everyone knows it's not.

No one dares to forget the figure of the boy.

【Gin】

Even after three days, even if the news of the boy's death had been confirmed, even if the black and white testimonial was lightly placed in front of him, the topkiller still couldn't believe the fact that Cinderella was no longer there.

How could such a rambunctious brat, such a transparent and peerless genius, die at the hands of an unknown person? ? !

He never believed it.

He pleaded guilty to the boss, and the proud lone wolf knelt on the ground on one knee.

The old gentleman stared at his most powerful topkiller for a while, then shook his head slightly.

The tone was full of regret and helplessness.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with you."

"You can't stop a man who wants to die."

Gin raised his chin and remained silent.

Didn't he feel the boy's self-destructive tendencies during the month he spent with him?

It can be said that the boy didn't even hide it in front of him.

It's just that most people in the dark have their own quirks, and it's not uncommon for Gin Jiu to see someone who wants to die.

What's more, the young man's strategizing, astonishing mind, and emaciated ability to make things happen, made Qin Jiu unknowingly ignore this point.

It can't be said to be ignored, it is to let people know, but they don't care much.

The killer worked crazily on missions during those three days, sweeping thousands of troops by himself. Even though Cinderella was not around, he didn't care if no one gave him the most detailed and labor-saving planning.

It was as if the boy's departure had no effect on Gin.

But Gin knew that wasn't the case.

He finished his tasks for the day, lit a cigar, and drove a Porsche 356A to a villa.

This is the safe house where he stayed with the boy after he let the boy leave him and joined the whiskey team.

According to common sense, it should be blown up and destroyed directly.

The little devil chose this house himself, saying that the villa is so magnificent.

Heh, the safe house he built for him can be said to be the top mansion in the world.

He paced into the room.

The killer only hates why his memory is so good, so that everything that happened in every corner before can be clearly remembered.

Cinderella used to like to nest on the small beanbag sofa in the corner of the living room, hugging the computer, typing non-stop with bright eyes.

Cinderella is a picky eater, has a cat-like appetite, and demands too much, the type of noodles, how to cut potatoes, whether MSG can be added to the soup...Sometimes Gin even thinks about starving him to death. so much.

However, if the young man looked at it with misty eyes, or took out the boss's order to suppress him, in short, there would always be a way to make the killer's hand holding the gun have to touch the firewood, rice, oil and salt, and forcibly evolved his cooking skills to an unknown number of levels.

Cinderella's body is not very good yet, she doesn't like sports, every time she slumps on the sofa with no bones, the killer who exercises a lot every day can't help but frown.

But every time he wants to take the boy to exercise, the boy's face suddenly turns pale and the words in his mouth that sound convincing but don't know what to say can always make him let go of the gin and collar with aggrieved hands.

Then the targets on the training ground will always usher in rounds of disasters.

Cinderella always likes to elongate her tone when she speaks, and her slightly raised tail sound is like a small feather that tickles people's hearts. Gin is sure that no matter what the woman in Belmode says, she will not give him such a feeling.

Although sometimes it feels like the boy is split into several people, but he knows that sometimes the boy who shows his soft belly is the real him.

Pessimistic and timid, but always smiling, but in fact the innermost but incredibly soft boy, it is really hard for people to let go.

——Of course, the above thoughts are all Gin Jiu's own guesses, and he never went to collect evidence, but Gin Jiu just thinks that the boy is that kind of person.

[Too bad, gin has evolved into a semi-intuitive animal.jpg]

Cinderella he...

Until the cigar burned out and burned his fingers, Gin realized that there were so many memories between himself and the boy.

Not making a sound, but silently surrounded the killer.

It's just that the Sri Lankan has passed away.

Tsk, every time I tell myself that, there is always a sense of unreality.

The gin snuffed out the smoke, and wanted to throw it on the ground and step on it, but it stopped suddenly.

"Gin! Don't let me inhale secondhand smoke, okay??"

Cinderella's swollen face flashed before the killer's eyes.

That brat always hates the smell of cigarettes... He obviously smokes himself.

He raised his eyes, his dark green eyes slightly narrowed.

Has it been affected to this extent?

Everything in front of him is the warmth that should not appear in the killer's house.

That was the first time Gin felt that the cold safe house was alive.

He sneered, and was about to throw the cigarette butt into the ashtray. When he searched, his eyes suddenly froze.

……what is that?

The killer stepped forward and looked at the slip of paper that the master had treated casually.

"I sincerely bless you, Qin Jiang! May every apple you buy be sweet~" Behind the note was the same as the special stink bomb that was put on his car at that time, with a naive smile drawn.

This time it felt completely different.

The killer remembered a dinner table.

Vodka bought a basket of apples, and he said he had forgotten what it was for the celebration. All he remembered was the boy's merciless smile after hearing it: "Are the reasons and methods of your killer's celebration so hasty??!"

A basket of apples? ? !

Even Petrus, who has been driving for 82 years, feels that it is not enough.

What a shame, this winery (pointing.jpg)

Gin looked at the big basket of red apples, couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes, just about to say something to Vodka when he heard the boy's voice, so he swallowed the words that had already flowed to his mouth, and the words turned around: " What, do you have an opinion?"

"Don't dare." The young man narrowed his pretty eyes and shook his head, but the perfunctory tone in his tone was almost overflowing, "How dare you have any objections to our Qin Jiang~"

"Heh," Gin obviously didn't believe it, he took out two apples from the basket at random, and was about to hand them to the young man, but got up as if he suddenly remembered something, and the killer in a black windbreaker walked towards the bathroom with steady steps .

Calmly and carefully began to clean up.

The vodka, which had never been seen on the market, was stunned.

Big brother, you are really no longer the cold and heartless big brother I knew.

[Vodka choked.jpg]

After returning, Qin Jiu casually threw a red apple to the boy: "Eat."

Just enough nutrition.

The boy weighed the apple in his hand with a little disgust.

He doesn't really want to eat apples, especially red poisonous ones.

Tsk, it's all Tosi's fault——

Poor Shibusawa what the hell did he do wrong.

[Cat cat sighs.jpg]

He took a light bite.

Pretty sweet.

Seeing that the young man was finally willing to condescend to take a bite of the apple, Gin Jiu also picked up the apple in his hand and took a bite.

!

very sour.

Is this an apple grown by humans? ? !

Gin has a toothache.

He looked straight at the young man, so he couldn't just throw it away, after all, he was the one who let the kid eat it.

With a wooden face, he ate the strangely sour apple in one gulp.

...it's all about the vodka.

[Vodka: ? ? ! ]

[He is really innocent.jpg]

The young man obviously saw something, he finished the apple in his hand quickly and politely, and looked at Gin with a smile: "Qin Jiang~ Do you want another one?"

Gin refused decisively: "No."

He has reasonable reasons to suspect that the apple has mutated. For the sake of health and safety, it is better not to eat it.

……All right.

In the end, the killer bit the bullet and went to wash a few more apples, and there was no use of vodka in the whole process.

Vodka: QAQ

Big brother loves me again. (bushi)

So the two took another apple at the same time.

- Familiar sour taste.

Gin looked at the apple in his hand suspiciously.

This, Cinderella can't do it anyway, what else can she do? ? !

He stares at the apple.

...I always feel that the more I think about it, the more possible it is.

[What kind of monster image does Cinderella have in his heart! ]

Gee.

Thinking of the last time he ate half a basket of apples (?) that looked like sour lemons, Gin couldn't help but exhale.

Especially after the boy took a bite of the apple in his hand, Gin understood that only his apple was sour.

Gin:!

Nasty brat! !

Thoughts returned, the youthful face was no longer in front of my eyes, and all that was left was to return to the cold room.

He slowly grasped the note tightly.

After a long time, he unfolded the note carefully.

Qin Jiu looked at the small note, with an expression on his face that he didn't know what to say.

……never mind.

Only for today.

Reminiscing about it is human nature.

A good killer cannot be disturbed by past feelings.

In fact, he still doesn't understand what kind of feelings he has for the boy.

Is it really the owner's feelings for the cat owner?

do not care.

Today is an exception. After today, everything will be sealed.

Just let it all go with the wind.

From tomorrow, he is still a ruthless topkiller who will not be swayed by anyone.

——It may also be because the person who would shake him will never appear again.

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At the same time, another world, a silent night.

The small official quietly released a video.

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