"You don't value life too much. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Maori frowned and looked at Omi.

He did not agree with the latter's negative words at all.

What do you mean that a scumbag like him doesn't have any meaning in living in this world?

"You still have a lot to do. Maori reassured.

He really didn't want to see the former criminal police become like this.

"Okay, you comfort me, be careful that I rekindle my hope of life and then escape from prison, then you will only be more angry. Omi glanced at Maori, "I think I'm quite talented at crime, at least until I achieve my goal, you don't suspect me at all, so don't let me rekindle hope." ”

Mori Kogoro: "...... You're going to die like that. ”

"I can't ask for it. Omi replied lightly, "Otherwise, you should tell me that my whole family is dead, and I have personally avenged myself, what else can I remember in this world? Drugs? I'm sorry, this body that makes me addicted to drugs only makes me vomit." ”

Mori Kogoro choked again.

He silently held back the blood gushing up his throat, and thought about it under Omi's words...... I really feel that he has no reason to live.

Omi looked at Maori's compromised appearance, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Doesn't this have to be ......?"

"No, you haven't had a birthday yet. But he was interrupted in the middle of his sentence, or by an unexpected person in an unexpected way.

Omi was stunned.

Maori and Twilight's eyes widened as well, and their gaze first shifted to Omi - because the protagonist in the words was him, and then to Ash Hara's body - because she was the speaker.

"What did you just say?" Omi narrowed his eyes a little unnaturally, "How do you know it's my birthday?"

"Do you want a birthday present?" Ashbara didn't answer Omi's words, just looked up at him with blazing eyes.

Omi couldn't help but squint her eyes and asked her curiously, "Are you prepared?"

"Do you want a birthday present?" Ashbara still didn't answer, just repeating the question.

Omi rubbed his hair, and finally nodded: "Okay, if you're prepared, I don't mind accepting it." ”

"Wait a minute. Gray Yuan bowed at Omi and turned to leave.

The rain had stopped for a short time, and it had stopped when we arrived at the scene of the murder from Kyushu.

So Gray Yuan walked quickly to a certain car with ease, and then silently came back with a fist-sized box and a letter.

Omi just watched Ashbara's behavior until Ashbara finally turned around and returned to him.

"Here you go. Gray Yuan raised the object in his hand and said to him.

Omi bent down to take the box and the envelope, opened the box first, and when he noticed the cross with his name engraved on it, he couldn't help but be stunned, he stretched out his hand and crossed the surface of the cross, and the surface of the cross floated pale white foam, which was cream.

It is a cake made in the shape of a cross.

With the handcuffs still on his hands, Omi was unable to unwrap the envelope while holding the box, so he temporarily returned the cake to Ai Ashbara's hand and went to untie the envelope again.

He placed the envelope horizontally, shook it slightly, and the first thing that fell on the palm of his other hand were some photographs.

Each photo shows a person, some of whom are unconscious, and some of whom are simply cut off and lying in a pool of blood, dying.

In the first category, the back of their photo has a cropped version of the news, indicating that these people have been brought to justice by the police and imprisoned as they deserve.

The second type of people, whose photographs have a small note attached to the front of their incriminating evidence, the unpardonable evidence of their crimes.

And these people undoubtedly all have one thing in common.

It has to do with the drug dealer who killed his parents.

Omi was stunned for a moment, and inexplicable emotions couldn't help but appear on his face.

He clenched the photo and looked at the envelope, but suddenly felt as if his hand weighed a thousand pounds, and he couldn't lift it.

But in the end, his hand trembled and gently reached into the envelope.

He pulled out the last remaining piece of paper in the envelope.

"For the time being, I have solved all the people I can take revenge on. ”

"So, can you talk to me properly?"

"Happy birthday, Omi. ”

There was no signature, but the handwriting on it was very familiar to him, how could he not recognize it.

His hands seemed to tremble even more violently.

The letter slipped from his hand and landed on the wet ground, instantly transparent.

The photos are treated the same, scattered and stained with undeserved filth by the dirty ground.

"It's ...... What?" Omi's voice trembled as he looked at Ashbara.

He longed for an answer, but he was afraid that when that answer was spoken, he would not be able to bear it.

It's like when he became addicted to drugs for revenge, he craved drugs, but he was also afraid of them.

This is a very ambivalent one.

And ambivalence often makes a person lose his temper.

This is the case in Omi now.

Gray Yuan Ai looked at Omi Feng's bleak face finally collapsed, and an obvious sarcastic smile appeared on his calm face, but the smile full of negative emotions had a temperature, a temperature like hellfire.

"You ask me what this is? Don't you know if you see it, this is a birthday gift from Kosaku Kyushu to you. ”

"I don't believe it. Omi shook his head.

"People have worked so hard to prepare these things just to help you celebrate on your birthday, is that your attitude?"

"I don't believe it. Omi still shook his head firmly, repeating the words like a demonic barrier.

"I can't believe you. Otherwise, do you think that there is anyone else in this world who is so ...... to you except him"

"I don't believe it!" Omi's voice suddenly rose, and he roared almost with all his strength, and the envelope in his hand was instantly torn to shreds.

White debris fluttered and rained down from the sky, confusing the eyes of others.

The crowd looked ahead in amazement.

In the rain, someone knelt down and knelt on the photos scattered all over the ground, covering their faces with shaking hands.

Between the fingers, a pair of reddened eyes could be faintly seen.

"I don't believe it......," he said in a hoarse voice, "it's all a lie...... It was he who deliberately sacrificed Guanyue and Nakama for meritorious service, it was he who caused my parents to die tragically at the hands of drug traffickers, and it was his father and younger brother who made me look like this person...... Now you tell me that he's been helping me get revenge! he's innocent! how do I believe he's innocent! how do you make me ......."

Omi gradually bowed his body, curled up in pain, his pale lips opened and closed, and his incoherent voice took on a distinct cry at the end.

His whole body was on the verge of collapse in an instant.

Gray Log looked at the other party's embarrassment with a face: "So, you are a fool." ”

"I'm ......" Omi's lips trembled.

"How does it feel to take revenge, how does it feel to kill your friend's father and brother?, are you comfortable, are you happy?" Without giving the other party time to respond, Ashbara threw a series of questions that were almost cruel to Omi as if he were throwing a bomb.

"I don't ......"

"Ah, you must be happy. Gray Yuan took it upon himself to answer Omi's question, "Because in your opinion, he is the one who deserves death, betrayed the friendship between you and him, betrayed you, killed your whole family, and made you look like this person is not a ghost or a ghost." ”

Ashbara's words were like sharp swords, and one sword after another was inserted into Omi's body.

Omi covered his ears, "No, it's not ......"

"Oh, yes, it's not, the one who deserves death is you're right. Ashbara finally listened to Omi's voice, but the next words seemed to be raging in the other person's heart with a pair of scissors sprinkled with chili peppers.

"It was you, who did not trust him, betrayed him, treated his kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and always suspected him, put trumped-up charges on him, self-righteously convicted him, and sniped at him just now, making him look like a person and a ghost. ”

"Now, you're satisfied, you have no regrets, right?"

Ashbara leaned close to Omi's ear and asked the last question softly.

Omi's face turned pale and he didn't answer.

"It seems that there is none, I remember that you were still in high spirits and wanted to apply for the death penalty. Gray Yuan smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, took the rifle behind Kimei's back, and put it in Omi's hand, "Since you are so boring to live, then, why don't you try it and solve yourself with one shot." ”

Hey——

Twilight, who really couldn't stand it, was ready to stop Gray Yuan's endless irritation of Omi, but he was glared back directly by a cold look from her, but after all, he was still stubborn and ready to speak.

Maori stopped Twilight.

Twilight was startled, and looked at Maori blankly, not knowing why.

"Look. Maori's expression was a seriousness that he rarely saw.

Twilight still trusts Maori more than Ashbara, and he is silent for a moment and takes a step back.

And at this moment, Omi slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the muzzle of the gun.

"Try it? After a shot, you don't have any pain. Gray Plains' voice was like a demon's bewitchment.

Omi's attention shifted to the long rifle and gritted his teeth.

In the next second, he finally let go of his hand, and the gun fell to the ground without support.

He sat down on the ground and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, if I had the courage before you gave me a birthday present, but now, forgive me for not ......"

"So...... Your choice?"