I, Hikigu, are contained by the evil god

The whole person looks like a very high-quality and qualified stewardess, without any major abnormality or awkwardness.

After a rough look, the only thing Hikigu felt a bit awkward was that the stewardess uniform, which was supposed to be neat, clean and close-fitting, was wrinkled on this person, as if the clothes were one size bigger than her body and didn't fit well like.

... Hikigu squinted slightly at the stewardess, and said to the stewardess, "Where's that lady just now? Where's the stewardess named Fangxi?"

——It seems to be Fangxi, right?

"Hi, dear Mr. Hikigaya, I am the flight attendant on this flight, you can call me Fangxi," ——Hikigaya remembered that she seemed to have said this before.

"Fanxi? Oh, she is busy in other cabins and won't be able to make it for a while, so I'm here,"

The stewardess blinked, her powdered face wore an invariable, formulaic smile, and her tone didn't fluctuate even when the name Fangxi was mentioned, so no one knew whether she knew Fangxi or not.

Seeing that Hikigu was thinking about something and didn't speak, she asked again:

"Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"Oh, that's right,"

With a kind smile on the corner of Hikigu's mouth, he made this appropriate and reasonable request to the stewardess.

"I want a glass of red wine, Romanee-Conti red wine."

"Red wine? Romanée-Conti?" The stewardess raised her eyebrows, her formulaic smile almost disappeared on the spot, and even if it didn't disappear, she became stiff, and even the voice of Bi Qigu when she answered had a lot of stiffness;

"Sorry, guest, this is economy class, and you don't have the privilege of enjoying free drinks... If you really want to drink, you have to pay for it."

This was actually polite enough, but Hikigu still heard the sneer hidden in his tone.

... There is nothing wrong with ridicule, but the symbolic meaning behind the ridicule is interesting.

"I was confused, oops, I thought I was in first class, forgot I didn't get a first class ticket this time, sorry sorry!"

Hikigu squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile, the depth of his hearty gaze was playful and cold that no one could see,

The flight attendant's answer was quite satisfactory, but this time, even Laimer, who was sitting on the side, could tell something was wrong.

Wasn't that very clear what the flight attendant said earlier?

——"You are the most honored VIP customer of this airline, even in the economy class, you will enjoy our most sincere and perfect service."

If Hikigu is really the most honored VIP customer of the airline, then his affairs on the plane will be known by all the flight attendants, at least the flight attendants.

Now this person's answer is obviously a little bit wrong... Either the previous flight attendant concealed and made mistakes, or there is something wrong with this person now.

"Then why don't you bring me a glass of boiled water...Is that all right?"

Hikigu once again made a reasonable but not excessive request.

Of course the stewardess readily agreed,

"Clap, clap, clap..."

The footsteps gradually went away.

Hikigu squinted at the back of the stewardess leaving, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually retracted and disappeared, his eyes were full of coldness and contemplation.

The feeling that something was wrong was getting stronger and stronger, and the sense of impending crisis made Hikigu's hairs stand on end involuntarily, and a cold air shot up from the tail inexplicably on his back.

...Now, Hikiya has to wonder if he has been involved in some incident again.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

The footsteps were approaching.

Hikigu calmed down, and put on a kind smile on the corner of his mouth again.

Laimer watched Bi Qigu become alive, he didn't understand in his heart, but he was sensible and didn't make a sound.

The stewardess came over with a glass of boiled water, and Hikigu reached out to take the glass of boiled water handed over.

When looking up like this, Hikigu has gained something new.

There are calluses on the palms and fingers of the stewardess holding the glass water cup... This kind of callus is definitely not something a stewardess can make.

And, there are faintly visible tattoos on the wrist where the flight attendant handed over boiled water, and on the collarbone where the flight attendant faintly leaked.

…Stewardess, can I have tattoos?

"The flight attendants recruited by airlines should not have congenital or acquired abnormal diseases and active, latent, acute or chronic diseases, as well as trauma, injury or surgical sequelae." Tattoos and hot fireworks and the like belong to trauma or injury,

Even the most lenient airlines stipulate that the flight attendant's tattoo should be completely covered by the uniform, at least not visible... So, what's the matter with this flight attendant's tattoo?

With the boiled water in his hand, Bi Qigu, who looked at the stewardess with a smirk, felt cold in his heart.

"Thank you, go get busy, I'll drink slowly."

Bi Qigu smiled brightly, but the water glass in his hand did not move, nor did he take a sip of the water in it.

Every cell in his body was shouting and screaming, and the alarm bell had sounded in his heart, but his whole body was in an extremely calm and meticulous state.

He had to think:

Is the flight attendant in front of me really a flight attendant?

Is that girl named Fangxi really still alive?

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Chapter 89 Killing heart, Bi Qigu draws the gun (6k)

Seeing that Hikigu didn't speak for a long time, just smiling at her, the stewardess was a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help asking Hikigu:

"Sir, is there anything else you need?"

When she said this, the stewardess asked while standing and looking down at Hikigu.

——Different from the girl named Fangxi, from the beginning to the end, this stewardess never squatted down, not to mention looking up, she didn’t even look up.

So Bi Qigu and Laimer had to look up at the stewardess and talk, and their necks felt a little sore after a while.

Hikigu raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck, maintained a bright smile, opened his mouth to the corner of his mouth, and nodded harmlessly to the stewardess:

"It's gone, thank you, you can go to work."

The stewardess nodded repeatedly as if she was relieved—this kind of relief was not shown, but Hikigu, who is extremely sensitive to changes in people's emotions, still felt it.

This detail was noticed by Hikigu, which is also a detail worth thinking about.

"Okay, sir, I wish you a pleasant journey." After leaving these words, the stewardess turned around.

Beyond Hikigu's expectations, the flight attendant didn't turn around and leave, but turned around and talked to Laimer.

"So, what about this guest? Does this guest want anything?"

The flight attendant's voice was as sweet and polite as ever, which made it hard to raise one's guard.

Hikigu stared at Lamer.

Laimer was also stunned, wondering why this stewardess was different from the one just now.

Logically speaking, since he wasn't the flight attendant he was looking for, she wouldn't take the initiative to talk to him even if she spoke. Some customers don't like to be accosted suddenly.

But of course Laimer is not that kind of guest. Since he was asked, Laimer simply replied:

"Then please pour me a glass of boiled water too, by the way, don't need lukewarm water, just boil it cold."

After all, there seems to be nothing wrong with having a conversation. It is probably a kind of thoughtfulness to pay attention to the details out of polite considerations and not ignoring the people around the current service target... Frankly speaking, Laimer thinks it is good, and he thinks it shows the high quality of the stewardess.

"Okay, I'll pour it for you right now."

The stewardess answered crisply, and after slightly bowing to Laimer, she turned her petite body to pour water.

... But why do two stewardesses on the same flight of the same airline have two different performances?

The back of the flight attendant in his eyes slowly moved away, and disappeared from sight after turning a corner. Even Laimer, an insignificant passer-by, felt such curiosity in his heart.

Seeing the back of the flight attendant slowly going away, Bi Qigu's half-closed eyes also flickered with unpredictable light.

His face was flat and unwavering, he didn't take a sip of the glass of boiled water in his hand, his mouth was pursed, as if he was in a daze or thinking about some difficult problem, no one knew what he was thinking.

Intuition told him that something was wrong with this person; reason told him that he had to be more careful and cautious now.

Hikigu's right hand holding the glass cup did not move, and his left hand quietly touched the downward position on his chest.

The hard touch and the clear outline of the hand gave Bi Qigu a sense of security, and made him feel a little relieved.

Although everything is still uncertain, although there is a high probability that Bi Qigu is too suspicious,

But no matter what situation he encounters at any time, and no matter how wrong people or non-humans he faces, the M1911 loaded with gunpowder bullets on the side of his suit and the enchanted black-body silver-bladed dagger are his greatest confidence.

Only those who have confidence can maintain enough calmness and rational thinking in the face of crises and difficulties-this is the creed that Bi Qigu, a coward who is cautious by nature and has always been cautious, believes in.

"..."

He turned his head to look at Laimer next to him, and turned back after reading it, thoughtful.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

The familiar footsteps were getting closer, and the stewardess, who was holding a water glass in one hand and holding the bottom of the glass in the other, came back with a smile.

Bi Qigu observed coldly.

The transparent cool water in the glass was shaking, and the water level was about [-]% of the glass, and it was not full.

"Your cold is for nothing." The stewardess kept smiling, bent down and brought the glass of water with both hands.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Laimer took the cool water and boiled it in vain. When receiving the water, Laimer also saw the tattoo on the wrist that the stewardess obviously spread out from her arm, which the uniform could not cover up.

Blinking, Laimer didn't say anything, and didn't even linger on it.

He only smiled kindly at the stewardess, "Okay, I have nothing else to do, go get busy."

After finishing speaking, Laimer lowered his head and took a sip.

The stewardess also responded to Lamer's thanks:

"Okay, you're welcome, thank you for your support and understanding of our work, and wish you a pleasant journey."

The routine polite answer was not perfunctory because the tone was sincere and not perfunctory. The stewardess nodded with a smile, bowed to Hikigu and Laimer together, turned around slowly, walked away in small elegant and quiet steps .

After staring at the stewardess' back twisting and twisting little butt for a long time, until he couldn't see it, Bi Qigu was thoughtful.

... He found that she didn't seem to know him.

The flight attendant who seems to be wrong doesn't seem to know who Hikigaya is.

Because he is very yearning for Yang Nai's ability to "read minds", he had previously taught himself the reading and management of micro-expressions at the association, and he read the disgust and disgust in the eyes of the flight attendant just now, and it didn't look like it was pretending.

——Although it's a bit heart-wrenching, it's really the kind of dislike and disgust of meeting a pervert.

"You're laughing at my old lady with a hammer." The girl's eyes clearly spoke to Qigu,

It's just that this kind of emotion was suppressed by good upbringing, so I didn't say it.

——This kind of behavior itself is not unexpected, because Hikigu just stared at the other party and laughed non-stop, but did not speak,

A handsome guy laughing at a girl without saying a word will make the girl's heart tremble;

A little brother who stares at the girl with dead fish eyes and doesn't say a word keeps making the girl wonder if he is sick.

Hikigu has this kind of self-knowledge, so he is of course the latter.

But this kind of behavior, which is not unexpected in itself, surprised Hikigu... It seemed to some extent that this stewardess did not know Hikigu, nor did she come for Hikigu.

This is very intriguing.Hikigu stretched out his left hand and took out the goblet from behind him, the goblet from the flight attendant Fongxi in his left hand, and the boiled water from the new-faced stewardess in his right hand, groping lightly with his fingers on the glass of the two cups.

The air was very quiet. There were not many people in the plane cabin, and even the sound of Laimer panting next to him could be heard clearly.

Hikigu kept himself calm in the deserted environment, looked down at the two cups, and thought about it carefully.

He knew that he was really too suspicious, even when the stewardess was replaced and brought a glass of water, he had to doubt it and analyze it once.

But he is a mysterious agent, in a world full of dangers, treacherous changes, every agent who wants to live longer has to be bold and cautious, this is a must-have quality, and because of his personality, a coward is more likely than Qigu More suspicious than many colleagues.

If you put the current him in the daily world on the surface, he will definitely be persecuted. Everyone looks like a terrorist, and everything looks like a mysterious world. Anyone who jumps out of the roadside feels like he is here to harm himself. ... This is called an occupational disease.

——A detective never suspects that this person is a suspect when looking at a stranger, and then cites evidence to prove that this person is really a weird and hostile element... That's not an agent; the agent directly assumes that this person is a weird or hostile element , and then list the conditions and evidence to prove that this person is not.

This kind of occupational disease is indeed more troublesome, and the life is much more tiring than others, but most of the time it is not harmful, at least the probability of making people survive is higher.

——Hikigaya Hachiman has to admit frankly that he seems to have always been a coward who is terribly afraid of death, so now he has to assume that the stewardess is the enemy under the condition of occupational disease-even if the probability is only 0.1%.