The bosom friend naturally crossed his hands in front of him, carrying his small leather bag.

"Me too, just that scene, today's ticket money was earned. ”

The part about the movie has been talked about almost the same, and Jianming changed the topic.

"Bosom friend, do you often watch movies?"

Tilting his head to look at Jianming's bosom friend, he shook his head gently in that posture.

"No, I rarely watch movies on weekdays, because movies are very long, and now a movie takes more than two hours. ”

Jianming became interested, he wanted to know what his bosom friend was doing on weekdays, but those questions that were too personal and could not grasp the distance well might ruin the atmosphere that was just right now.

"So, bosom friend, what do you like to read? You see, there are so many forms of literary carriers, isn't it? You also told me before that those stories reflect social reality to a certain extent. ”

The bosom friend moved her hand in front of her back and crossed it, and the leather bag also covered her skirt behind her. She looked up at the dark night sky.

"Hmm...... The movie is too long, and there are too many words in the novel...... The picture it can provide is also entirely up to the reader's imagination. ”

"And, to be honest, I'm not a big fan of the more complicated books like literature, and simple pleasures are best. ”

"The animations are good, but they rely more on the strength of the story and the ability of the producers, as well as the size of the funds. ”

"So...... Sure enough, it's better to be a comic, a comic has pictures, text, and shots. ”

"And if you draw it, there are many things that you can't do with technology compared to movies, and comics can do it. ”

"And, yes, the audience for comics is generally younger, they are good at accepting new things, and they can understand new ideas very quickly. ”

"What if...... If someone can combine the meaning of complex literature with the tense and exciting plot of a novel...... Draw it in a comic way!"

"In this way, there will be good works that are impressive and easy for the public to accept!"

After listening to the bosom friend's deep understanding of the literary carrier, Jianming was deeply fascinated.

At the same time, he was getting more and more incredulous.

A girl like a bosom friend who is cute, beautiful, generous and decent, and knowledgeable...... Would be willing to date a wooden man like himself who came down from the mountain.

Will be like this with yourself...... Solid wooden people without hearts walking together......

It was all like a dream......

"Bosom friend. ”

Jianming stopped.

Bosom friends also stopped.

“............ Bosom friend, what do you think...... Do I have a heart?"

It's a very sudden question, and the bosom friend also put on a somewhat puzzled expression when he heard it.

"Why do you ask this?"

Jianming didn't have any special reason, what he wanted to ask was why he liked people like me.

Ask your bosom friend if you have a heart, maybe you just want to see how your bosom friend thinks of yourself.

The bosom friend thought for a while, and in the face of this very sudden problem, she also acted suddenly.

She gently approached Jianming, getting closer and closer...... Getting closer......

Thump.

The bosom friend threw himself sideways on Jianming's chest, his ears pressed against Jianming's chest.

"Huh!?"

Jianming was already very flustered, and his face became more and more red as the temperature of his bosom friend in his chest came.

He smelled the faint scent of flowers he had smelled in the corridor of the cinema earlier, which emanated from his bosom friend.

The fragrance of lotus flowers.

(It smells good...... Girl...... It's all so fragrant......)

Knock knock. Knock knock. Knock knock.

Jianming's heartbeat gradually accelerated, faster and faster, faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

No matter how much he wanted to suppress it with spiritual power, it was difficult to suppress this heartbeat feeling.

In this way, in a world of only two people, a little time passed.

The bosom friend seems to have felt enough, or maybe the time has come.

She lifted her head and left Jianming's chest.

"Yes. ”

Jianming's face was flushed, and he couldn't speak.

"Yes...... Yes... Ah......h

The bosom friend did not take a step forward, but stayed by Jianming's side, she took out the lively mouse jade pendant pinned to her waist and played with it in the palm of her hand.

"Jianming. ”

"Huh?"

"I'll ask you a question too, okay?"

The little jade mouse was rubbing its nose against the tip of the bosom friend's hand.

"Well, you say. ”

Jianming, who hasn't come back to his senses yet, agrees, even if his bosom friend asks him if he wants to get married now, he will agree.

"Jianming, do you want to be a mouse in the city, or do you want to be a mouse in the countryside?"

............

Seeing that Jianming didn't reply for a long time, the bosom friend added.

"Rats in the countryside can survive in peace, but they don't have access to the city's delicious food. ”

"Urban rats eat well, but they can be killed by humans or cats, which is dangerous. ”

Hmph, Jianming let out a breath, he didn't have to think about this kind of question.

"I'm going to be an urban cat. ”

Flutter.

With a thud

The bosom friend buried his face in the palm of his hand and seemed to be smiling happily. It was lovely.

She didn't blame Jianming for answering the question, but felt that this answer was Jianming, and what she didn't expect was the best.

"Speaking of which, your jade pendant is very special, and you have to give three points to the land before. ”

The bosom friend poked his face out of his palm and opened his hands, only to see the mouse shaking his ass at Jianming and nodding again.

It also looks very close to Jianming.

"Well, this was a long, long time ago...... It was given to me by a friend. ”

As soon as the words fell, Jianming's mobile phone rang and a text message came.

It reads as follows.

[A body with missing limbs was found in an old house in the city, please rush to the scene quickly by nearby personnel. 】

The incident has gradually escalated, and Aoyama has not been able to catch the murderer for a long time, and now he has to use the manpower of the entire organization to bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible......

Even...... Solve it in place.

Jianming clicked on the map and found that he was only two streets away.

It's close, it's better to say that I'm the closest now.

The bosom friend told himself that he had a heart.

Jianming raised his head and explained the current situation to his bosom friend.

"Sorry, I can't send you back......"

She nodded, put her hand on her chest and waved.

"Go ahead, we'll see you another day. Stay safe and be careful. ”

Jianming rolled up his sleeves, put on a very powerful pose, and said spiritually: "Don't worry, I've ...... Won't lose again!"

After speaking, the two were separated on the street corner under the street lamp.

Jianming quickly ran to the scene. But his heart is still with his bosom friend.

(Her smile touched me.) Ah, sure enough, I have a heart, otherwise...... How can I be so excited and so excited now?)

The distance between the two streets is very short, and with Jianming's foot strength, it will not be used for a minute. He began to ascend the stairs.

(How so...... Whether it's when I watch a movie, I always feel good, I always feel that she has a feeling of understanding me, and just a few words with her have cleared the haze in my heart. ）

Bang!

Slammed open the door with force, breaking the lock, and the room smelled of blood.

There was still a freshly dead corpse lying on the ground, looking very fresh.

Observing the surrounding room, the windows were locked, and the dust meant that it hadn't been opened in a long time.

There is no other way out either.

Blood was still pouring from the wound, and the man would never have been dead for more than five minutes.

The only staircase that can go upstairs is the one that Jianming has just rushed up.

There were all kinds of things on the table, and it seemed that the deceased had just returned home......

Maybe the murderer left within three minutes before Jianming arrived at the scene......

Possibly, just maybe.

(Speaking of which...... I've always had the feeling of being watched by someone since just now...... ）

Jianming carefully sensed this room with his spiritual power, and did not feel the breath of a living thing.

He turned to the naked eye for something that gave him an uncomfortable feeling.

Pregnant.

It turned out to be a camera.

Jianming took the camera off the high bookshelf and placed it on the table.

Now, the feeling of being watched just now is gone.

Now that the murderer has left here, there is no way to stay any longer.

Jianming turned around and was about to push the door and leave.

(Sure enough, I still have a heart, as long as I don't kill people and don't break the law, as long as I go on like this...... ）

The corpse lying on the ground, Jianming had not looked at it carefully.

And I didn't pay much attention to it.

That corpse didn't mean anything to him in Jianming's eyes.

To him, it wasn't a dead person, not a victim, not a victim.

That's just a lump of ......

A piece of flesh with a human appearance.

[Garbage only]

Walking down the stairs, Jianming disappeared into the night.

He just walked on his front foot.

Another person appeared behind him.

A person who received a text message and came to check on the situation.

A man whose skin blends with the night, pitch black.

Qiao Qiao, who was consistent with Jianming's purpose, walked up the stairs and came to the room where Jianming had just come.

The room was no different from before, with scattered clutter on the table and some dust on the sealed windows.

The deceased had stopped bleeding, his lost arms had not returned, his position had not changed, and he lay there quietly.

On the table...... There's one, a video camera.

Just now, Jianming didn't check the camera carefully, but just listened to his instincts. Since his senses are consistent with the message conveyed by the naked eye, then he listens to the feelings.

It has been said that hearing is false, but seeing is believing.

There is truth to this sentence, but it is not perfect.

In fact, your eyes can sometimes deceive you, as if you were looking at those visual dislocations.

Therefore, hearing is false, and seeing is false. People must always be in doubt about everything they come into contact with.

Otherwise, once you find out, what you have always believed deeply does not exist......

At that time, the 'you' that has been sustained by those things to this day will no longer exist.