[Wolfman Killing] Don't open your eyes at midnight

Finally, the most tumultuous day of my life is over.First, he escaped from the fire scene, and then stayed on the sick bed.Later, after piecing together the truth of the case with my own hands, I realized that it was my own unintentional actions that "intensified" Mr. Khan's shot--in the end, I was exhausted like never before.

So after telling "it" that I'm not going to use poison tonight, I'm dazed and having nightmares.

Thick smoke, fire, thunderstorm, gunshots, blood, and frightening scenes flashed in my dream in turn.The father and son of the Khan family died again. I stopped them to no avail and stood aside in vain, witnessing this human tragedy of loving and killing each other again and again.

Wake up and sleep, drowsy, dark and dark.

By the time I fully woke up, it was past noon.

The golden-white sun hangs in the sky, reflecting green the lonely street tree standing in the front yard of the mansion. There is a bird song in the crown of the tree. Soothes my heart, as if everything that happened yesterday was just my nightmare.

Of course I know this is not a dream.Because my feet are completely swollen after running upstairs and downstairs yesterday.

Just like at this moment, while I was eating hard bread, I watched helplessly as Dr. Nancy wrapped my right ankle round and round into rice dumplings.

"Don't be so exaggerated..." I looked at her in embarrassment.In this state, how can I go to the next door to greet Ding Kun.

"Of course you don't have to exaggerate like this, if you want to be crippled for the rest of your life."

I was choked: "...please continue."

Dr. Nancy continued to make zongzi for me silently with a dark face.

It's just that her expression was too solemn, which once again aroused the uneasiness in my heart: "...What's wrong with you? What happened again? It's Mr. Sheriff's wound..."

"No, he's fine. He's just depressed because I didn't allow him to get out of bed." She paused and said, "Last night... Madam is gone."

I turned over and sat up on the bed in surprise: "Madam is gone?!"

"Don't move around..." Dr. Nancy frowned, and firmly stabilized my right leg.

"But doctor, you—"

"Hush..." She interrupted me, "Don't ask me any more questions that have nothing to do with you."

Only then did I see her dressed in black, with her missing delicate earrings and the red eyes. I thought of Hart Khan's words that she "loved her too", and I couldn't help feeling sad again.

I vaguely remember that Madam said that she was an "idiot" in the end, and the werewolf must have assassinated her at night because she was a person with special abilities.

"Sorry..." I said.

"As long as you listen to my words and stay on the bed obediently today, I will forgive you."

"..."

The doctor backs out.I was lying flat on the bed alone, thinking about how to pass the time, when suddenly a mass of white things flashed by and landed on the ground with a "click", just where I picked up the note yesterday.

After thinking for a full three seconds, I decided to turn over and get up against the doctor's order, and hooked the note by the window with my healthy feet.

This time the note was a bit bigger than last time, and after taking it apart, something floated out of it. I twisted it from the bed sheet, and it was a thumb-sized piece of colored paper, one side was black and the other side was shiny.what?

— See you in the attic, right away.

...! !here we go again!Could it be that this note is not for our werewolf companion, but for me?Wait, for me? !

I touched the small piece of paper caught in the note carefully, and even sniffed it... It's really not ordinary "paper", isn't this the plastic wrapping paper of my Pigeon brand chocolate? !

……How could it be him?

This time, it took me ten seconds to decide not to do anything and continue to go to the attic against the doctor's advice.

Already having the experience of operating with injuries yesterday, I am obviously much more flexible and quicker when going up the stairs with my "straight legs" today.Not only dodged the absent-minded Mr. Cook, but also avoided the staring Mr. Butler, and went straight to the top of the building, like a god.I just paused in front of the door of Ding Kun's room... Forget it, let's wait until I come back to startle this old man.

I gently unscrewed the unlocked door, looked at the cool young man leaning against the small French window, sneered, and said bluntly:

"You have been trying so hard to call me to the attic since yesterday, what exactly are you trying to do, Yamazaki Ao?"

He obviously didn't expect me to be so direct, he was stunned for a moment before answering the question: "Why don't you call me Xiao Cang?"

"...I just said it out of the mouth, and it won't be so awkward if I read it too much."

He chuckled twice, then stopped suddenly, moved his hands from half in his trouser pockets to his abdomen, frowning and staring at the ground.

"...What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

After a while, his face softened, his thin back moved away from the window frame, he stood up a little bit, and walked towards me dragging his big riding boots: "That thing you gave me called Qiao, It's delicious. Is there any more? I'm not full."

"It's gone, the last piece was buried in the flames yesterday. I don't even have anything to satisfy my hunger. Do you still want to eat it... Hey, you haven't eaten all day, so you're so hungry that your stomach hurts." Bar?"

He turned his head aside unnaturally: "..."

I'm afraid I guessed it right: "Why don't you go down with me and ask Mr. Cook for something to eat?"

"No!" He suddenly raised his voice, which startled me, "...don't bother him. I've already troubled him enough."

"It's okay if you don't want to bother him, then answer my question quickly, and then go back quickly and get some food. I won't keep you any longer."

"..."

"Tell me quickly!" I urged, "How do you know I changed rooms?"

His waist was arched again unconsciously, his hands were unconsciously resting on his stomach, and he lowered his head and gently rubbed the soles of his shoes on the floor: "...I saw it."

"See?" I was surprised, "How did you see it? From the Alarm Hall? You have such sharp eyes?"

He took one look at me, then kicked the floor slouchingly.

...and being handsome and not talking well! "Don't tell me I'm leaving!"

"Don't!" Unexpectedly, he was quite nervous, grabbed my sleeve to hold me back, and replied nonchalantly, "I was using the binoculars in the Alarm Hall, and I saw the sheriff leave the guest room on crutches until I didn't come back in the afternoon. I guessed that he must have gone to the opposite room to look for you, and he probably passed out on your bed with a wound infection. I think you have no place to rest at night, so you can only go to his guest room. So I took advantage of it When helping the old groom push the cart, he used the slingshot of the Alarm Hall to shoot the written note into the guest room..."

"Hey, you are quite brave! If Mr. Sheriff finds the note, you must not be arrested as a gangster werewolf!"

He scratched his head: "Isn't this not discovered?"

"...Didn't find it?" I snorted coldly and pulled out the sleeves he was holding in his hands. "I came here yesterday as promised, and I really didn't find anyone in this attic."

"I... didn't let you dove on purpose. When I went up the mountain to find the way in the afternoon, I happened to see someone shoot a shot from the window into the room on the third floor, and then climbed back to the attic. If I climbed into the tree as planned If you join me in the attic, you will definitely be caught as the shooter. After finally finding a way to escape, I can’t do stupid things at the risk of being killed unjustly.”

I took the most important point out of his informative words: "The way to escape?! What way? ... No, I mean, what are you trying to escape from?"

Sure enough, as soon as my attitude became agitated, Yamazaki Ao couldn't hide his nature of pretending to be an X again.He tilted his mouth and revealed a slight smirk: "What do you think?"

"..." I turned and left indifferently.

"Hey!" He pulled me back again, and said honestly, "I want to escape from Worf Town and the curse of the Fallen Angel."

"Curse of the Fallen God?!"

He looked surprised at me and pretended that I didn't know, so he explained the "curse" kindly, and it was exactly the same as what was written in Miss Khan's book.

I asked: "You are a foreigner, where did you know the local legend?"

"There is a library on the second floor of the Alarm Bell Hall. There is a broken old book, which I noticed by accident. Because the words on it are very unusual."

"Why is it unusual?"

He paused, and finally raised his eyelids to meet my gaze. The pupils in his slender eyes were as black as ink: "Here, only I can understand."

Only he can understand... Isn't it written in Japanese!I thought it was unusual!

I was slandering in my heart, but on the face I just nodded frequently as if I had realized it: "Did that broken book say how to lift the curse?"

He suddenly lowered his voice, moved his face slightly closer to me, and said solemnly: "No."

...I want to hit someone.

"But!" He grabbed my sleeve again and stopped the loss in time, "Go and record a way to escape the curse."

"what way?

"There is a special flowering parasitic plant on the mountain. The book says that as long as you follow them, you can find the exit. But the premise is that the two must go together."

"Two people... together? What do you mean?"

"I don't know, this page in the book just happened to be gnawed by insects. I think it should be literally, only two people, that kind of grass will bloom... When I went to find the way alone yesterday, the grass seemed to be conscious. They also dropped their branches and leaves one after another, refusing to continue to guide me. How is it, amazing?"

It's really amazing, but it's not that kind of grass, but Yamazaki Ao: "So, you want...to ask me to run away with you? Why me? I've only known you for a few days."... Could it be true? like me?Liar?

He lowered his head again, with an unpredictable expression: "I don't know them...the only person I know is dead."

I thought of the tragic death of Oni, and I felt a little sad: "I'm sorry...although I am very grateful that you are willing to tell me," I sighed, and pointed to the thick bandage on my leg, "but I am in this state, and it is difficult to go up and down the stairs. , not to mention climbing mountains to find the way.”

He was silent: "You don't trust me, do you?"

... I was surprised, I didn't expect this kid to be quite sensitive.I am indeed a person who has been afraid of well ropes for ten years. Once betrayed, it is difficult to fully open my heart.But this time: "I really can't think of any reason why you want to make up such a lie to deceive me, and you just helped me in the fire yesterday, and you can be regarded as my benefactor. Naturally, I trust you."

It's just... I have another sentence, which I don't want to say: I don't trust "it".What a coincidence, just two people can escape from Shengtian?I really don't believe that "it" will leave such a big loophole for me and Ding Kun to exploit.

When Yamazaki Cang heard the word benefactor, he was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly asked me in a hard tone: "Then I will go behind your back?"

"Are you carrying me?" I stared at him in surprise, he stared at me for a second, then lowered his eyes again.I smiled and persuaded him, "Thank you for your kindness. I don't want these legs and feet to hinder me and drag you down. More importantly, I think we haven't reached the point where we have to flee in a hurry. Once When I found the last two werewolves, I was just in time..."

He raised his head suddenly, with a frightening light in his eyes: "...No, it's not because of this. You just don't want to run away with me. If the person who asked you was Quentin, you would definitely elope with him, right?"

I was taken aback.

If Ding Kun is asking me...

If the person who asked me is really Ding Kun, what "it", what leg, I don't care, as long as he gives me a look, even if I break the bandages and break the bones, I am willing to run with him try it.He's worth the risk, not just because I like him, but because he's always been safe enough, never hurt me, never let me down...

Probably I was silent for too long.Yamazaki Ao closed his eyes, sighed silently, turned and walked towards the window sill.

"Hey, you..." I called him subconsciously, but after I spoke, I was speechless again.

But he really stopped, and his hoarse voice hurt my ears: "I shouldn't have come to you... I could have given this opportunity to my benefactor, but I was afraid that he would insist on bringing my daughter with you." , I didn’t choose him. I comfort myself, as long as he is still alive in this world, I can rest assured..."

I finally came to my senses: "Your benefactor is Chef Cook, right? If you go to him now, there is no one else to hinder you. His daughter died in love with Mr. Khan yesterday."

Yamazaki Ao was taken aback.But it wasn't the surprise of surprise, nor the surprise of surprise, but the kind of "shock" of fright: his face was distorted, his hands were covering his abdomen, and the reflective sweat could be vaguely seen on his forehead, as if he was bearing a huge burden. pain of.

I was suddenly a little scared: "What's wrong with you..."

With a pale face, he looked back at me for the last time, and then quickly jumped out of the window in three steps at a time.

I was firmly nailed to the spot, and I haven't recovered for a long time.

What does that look mean?

Is it nostalgia?Is it jealousy?Is it hatred?Or... sorry?

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There are not enough saved manuscripts... vomiting blood, why am I writing so slowly