deformed bone

"Isaac, please, you are no longer a middle school student."

Calvin glanced at his brother, and he spoke in a tone of reproach that only those close to him would use.Witnessing all this, Virgil blinked his eyes, and the strong jealousy made goose bumps on the back of his hands, but soon Calvin refocused on Virgil.

For God's sake, even Calvin's frowning stern eyes and the corners of his mouth were so charming, Virgil thought to himself.

Calvin didn't notice the slight physical changes of the annoying young man in front of him, and he didn't care.When a person has an appearance like his, then he always has to get used to ignoring the disgusting changes in some people's bodies.In fact, before that, Calvin had been used to using his fist and pain to solve all kinds of legitimate or improper attempts of monsters on him.

And why hadn't he let Virgili's beautiful nose touch his joints until now?

Even Calvin himself didn't understand why—maybe it was the expression on that handsome face, the anticipation and anxiety like an idiot.The look made Virgilie look surprisingly stupid...and naive.

This is a small pet that keeps well in captivity.

Calvin gazed into Virgil's beautiful, pale green eyes, clear as summer glass beads, the eyes of a puny herbivore.And this look made Calvin feel extra irritable.

"I really don't like wasting my saliva." Calvin showed a fierce look, he stretched out his palm, and exposed the back of his palm in front of Vigily. "I don't think you should want to try the taste of this."

he said in a low voice.

Vigily stared blankly at Calvin, his face flushed inexplicably.Calvin heard him swallow dryly, and the young man's Adam's apple rolled visibly under the sweat-dampened skin of his neck.

"me……"

For a moment, Virgili looked as if he didn't know what to say, and he reached out and loosened his neckline.

"I really just...wanted to...beg you, beg you to let me draw a picture of you. I know it's really presumptuous, but after I saw your face, I couldn't draw anymore There are others, your appearance has been hovering in my mind, all the time, every hour, every minute..." Vigilie's eyes flickered with frenzy, and his voice was tinged with a tinge of hoarseness, "Once I think of I can't draw you, me, I feel like I can't breathe."

"..."

Calvin responded to Virgil with a short silence, and a few seconds later, a quick sneer flickered across the corner of his mouth.

"Okay..." he sighed and said.

Virgil's eyes brightened with excitement, and his virtual dog's tail wagged happily under his expensive wool coat.

But Calvin then completed his own words——

"Mr. Police Officer?" He turned to Isaac and said calmly, "I think I should be able to report the crime. There is a very suspicious person who has been disturbing my life and harassing me persistently..."

Now it was Isaac's turn to brighten his face.

He even gave Vigili a particularly pleasant smile.

"Oh, of course."

Izak said he put the gun back and put his hands in his pockets to pull out his ID card.Vigili looked almost straight up crying.

"No no no—sorry—"

He took a step back in a panic, pleading pitifully.

"Don't be like this——" Vigili seemed to think of something suddenly, he suddenly raised his volume and said to Calvin in a panic, "Hey, in fact, besides painting, I have one more thing I want to talk to you about. Let’s talk—the child, er, the child who was killed, I may have seen something at the time.”

Calvin and Isaac stopped all their actions suddenly, they looked at Virgil in shock, as if the ice queen who fell from the sky cast a spell and froze them.

A few seconds later, Isaac said in a low voice: "If you just want to avoid being handcuffed by the police, then this is not a very good excuse."

Thin cold sweat broke out on Virgil's forehead, and he kept licking his lips.

"No...that's not an excuse, I could swear it," he said. "I've been meaning to say that, but I'm not sure what I'm seeing. However, my other personality tells me that you look real. I was very concerned about the dead child, so I... thought I could talk to you about what I saw that night while I was painting."

"Wait, other personalities?"

Isaac interrupted Virgil in shock, and then he turned his head to look at Calvin: "What does this mean? What happened between the two of you when I didn't know? This guy——" Aiza Ke raised a finger and pointed at Virgil, "What the hell is that?"

"Shut up, it's none of your business..." Calvin said coldly.

Then it was Vigilie who spoke: "Uh, well, I'm a dissociative identity disorder patient." He stammered and explained, "That's what... multiple personality disorder."

Isaac's eyes widened, and he glared at Calvin with unusual dissatisfaction, and then he grabbed his gun again.

Calvin's lips trembled a few times, and he cursed silently.

"But what are you going to say, Isaac, shut up." Then Calvin turned to Virgil, and he habitually looked at the corridor. The ridiculous dispute at the door had already attracted the attention of others.Calvin had no doubt that someone was watching them with interest from behind those half-disguised doors.Thinking of this, Calvin roughly grabbed Virgil by the collar and dragged the latter to his living room.

Calvin's actions were definitely not gentle. Virgil was obviously taken aback. He staggered after Calvin's footsteps. When he passed the center of the living room, he staggered and almost fell directly on Calvin's body.

Of course, Calvin avoided him without mercy, and Virgili then fell face down on the sofa.He yelled "Aww", as if startled by a protruding spring on the old sofa cushion.

He looked dizzy, and it took him a moment to get up from the couch, and he adjusted his position and settled into the seat (and avoided the spring).Calvin walked in front of him expressionlessly, and then sat down on the tea table.

Calvin and Virgil were sitting so close that they could even see their own reflections in each other's eyes from this angle.Virgil became more and more restless, his neck turned pink from the tip of his ears, and he stared blankly at Calvin, like a frog caught by a flashlight.

Isaac came over and stood behind Calvin. After seeing Virgil's unpromising appearance, he crossed his arms and let out a contemptuous sneer from his nose.

"What do you see?"

Calvin stared at Virgil's face, then asked.

"Uh?"

"What did you see that night?"

Calvin asked again.

Under Calvin's patience, Virgil finally seemed to be in a little bit of a state.

"That night...Actually, I'm not sure if I saw the child. At that time, I was very scared and flustered. I think my sudden departure must have made you feel very puzzled?"

(“Actually, no one cares.” Isaac murmured beside him.)

"...Uh, actually, I just suddenly realized that the curfew time my parents set for me was almost past." Vigili had a subtle expression on his face, "Okay, I know this is weird , why would someone my age have a curfew, but some things in this world just don't make sense - especially when it comes to family matters. And indeed I didn't want to start a family war, I was in a hurry, Wow, so I rushed out and expected to catch curfew. My car was parked on the other side of the alley, and as I was about to drive, I remembered that I didn't turn on the lights. God, I was I must have lost my head, so I hurriedly turned on the lights again..."

"Hey, focus, buddy."

Isaac said impatiently.

Vigilie seemed to be taken aback, he shrank his neck and sped up his speech.

"Sorry, I, I, I just wanted to make things clear..."

"continue."

Calvin spoke calmly.

Virgil stared at Calvin's face and took a deep breath.

At this distance, he could already smell the cheap scent of discounted washing powder coming from Calvin's cuff... and the rich and luscious aroma of flesh beneath it.

Virgil's knees tightened, and he managed a stiff smile.

"...When I turned on the lights, I was taken aback because I found several people standing next to my car. You know, the kind of people I'm not good at dealing with."

"Those punks?" Calvin asked.

Virgil nodded.

"I think one or two of them looked familiar, maybe the same guys who beat me up the first time ... they just surrounded me like that, and then one of them told me that my car was in their way."

Calvin frowned, and he and Isaac exchanged a secret look - the rich boy drove a luxury car in this kind of neighborhood and was troubled by people - on the surface, this kind of thing is nothing more than normal, but This is actually quite unusual.

This is Redbeard's territory.

In the Red Beard area, there are strict rules for who should do what, and who should stay in what area.

The first time Vigilie was troubled by the punks, it might be said that there were newcomers who didn't know the rules, but when he escaped back to the Cross Bar and got rescue from Calvin, to some extent, he He has already obtained the protection of the red beard.

One cannot harvest the same lamb twice in the same day.

This is the rule.

And if what Vigilie said before is true—those seemingly harmless ordinary punks are outright "outsiders."

"You said you saw Georgie that night? Was it related to these gangsters?"

Calvin couldn't help asking.

Virgili met Calvin's gaze, and his face became even redder.

"Yes, yes..." The young boy's voice seemed a little hoarse, "They were smiling, knocking on my car with a ball stick, threatening me and asking me to solve this matter... I think they want to Blackmail me. I really didn't know what to do at the time, they guarded the car door, I was sitting in the car, and I couldn't even escape like before. And just when I thought I was finished, on the other side of the alley A group of people came running to one side, and they surrounded the two boys..."

"George and Billy?!" Calvin and Isaac asked in unison.

Virgil shook his head hesitantly.

"I can't give you an exact answer. It was too dark at the time, but...the two boys did look a little alike. I heard them shouting to the group of punks who surrounded me, as if they were Tell them to go to a meeting. It was a mess, the crowd... I mean, the new crowd, it didn't look too good. I only heard a word or two from them..."

"What is it?"

"The first sentence is 'caught two little mice.'"

Virgil seemed to have thought of something, and his complexion became uneasy.

"And the second sentence is... I'm not sure what I heard is correct, but..."

"but what?"

"I think the second thing I heard was - 'The Lord Church loves these two boys'."