"You must be crazy. ”

A few hours later, Izak was nestled up in the new cowhide sofa in Calvin's apartment—a beautiful cream white, unusually soft and comfortable, and magically beautifully shaped and so large that even Calvin's small, dilapidated apartment would not make the space look cramped.

The moment he sat down, he just wanted to sit inside, even though the sane part of his body was still angry at what Calvin had told him before.

"Do you know you're taking a risk? You tell him you want to have a fight with him - I wish you could remember how many times you've almost been raped by those men just by one look!"

In a fit of rage, Isaac almost wanted to kick the coffee table as he had done before, but he paused when he saw the coffee table, which was as beautiful as the sofa and clearly displayed its price.

Calvin didn't even look back at his gentleman, who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

He bent down and opened the refrigerator, took out a pack of ice cubes and put it on his forehead, secretly regretting it in his heart. He didn't expect Isaac to return to the apartment so early today (he hadn't even been home for many days before), and he didn't expect Vigili to bump into Isaac when he sent him back, while the officer was standing in a daze in the completely renovated apartment.

Oh yes, it's really renovated. Calvin thought that Vicili's compensation was referring to a new coffee table (which he didn't really care about, as long as he wasn't allowed to clean up the apartment, the lack of a coffee table was really a big deal), but he clearly underestimated the utility of money in this world - Vicili helped him rearrange almost the entire apartment!

Carpets and curtains have been replaced with natural materials, and second-hand furniture, which is slightly worn and not working well, has been replaced with new high-end products......

Calvin didn't like Virgilli's assertions, but before he could figure out what to do, Isakh's questioning made him even more uncomfortable.

Thinking back to the series of conflicts that took place that afternoon, Calvin felt that his headache seemed to have become a little worse.

"Shut up, Isakh, you're yelling like an adolescent girl right now. ”

He said coldly, no doubt to make Isaac furious again.

"Shut up? You fucking told me to shut up? You said you wanted to test Vigilli, and then you risked it with your body? Did you even figure out where you are—"

"I know. Calvin jerked back to look at Isaac, "I'm being searched by the crowd; I'm in danger of being raped just by looking at a man for a single look, though no one has been able to beat me since I was fifteen years old, and I'm always careful that my identity can't be revealed......"

Calvin stopped talking abruptly, and he sighed, his tone softening.

"Isaac, I know it. I just wanted to be sure of Vigilli's intentions, knowing that he was closer to me than anyone else had ever been. ”

"I'm glad you realized that. ”

"And I'm pretty sure if something happens, I'll be able to break his neck easily. ”

Isaac rolled his eyes, "But it's still a stupid decision. Thankfully, at least now we can be sure that something must be wrong with him...... Hey, wait, Calvin, what's that look on your face?"

Calvin casually moved the ice to the back of his neck.

"I didn't find much of a problem...... Calvin whispered.

Aisak's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"You'd better explain, Calvin, I heard you right, did you? You said that guy 'doesn't have too many problems'? You told him you wanted to sleep with him and he didn't move—you call that 'no problem'?"

"He's a damn painter! The spirit of art, the beauty of all that...... He seems to be more after that. ”

Calvin unconsciously stroked his face.

"Huh?" said Isaac as he stood up, his arms spread out in the living room and spun around, "If he was after beauty and art, then he wouldn't go to such great lengths to decorate your kennel like a haute couture furniture catalog!

Calvin threw ice cubes in Aizac's face.

But in fact he didn't. ”

Even Calvin himself didn't realize that his voice had become a little cold.

"I'm tired......" He said hoarsely after a few seconds.

“……”

Isaac closed his mouth, staring at Calvin's tired-looking face and pursing his lips tightly.

"Eternal suspicion, eternal defensiveness, there is no one in this world to trust but you and me, Isaac, sometimes I feel really tired, I want to stop......" Calvin was silent for a moment, then continued, "Maybe you're right, I may have let Vickyli get too close to me. ”

He slowly walked over to the couch, and he bent down to pick up the background information of Virgili again: "...... And he is really special. ”

"Of course, the tragedies that happened to him, every point can precisely concentrate your weakness. "I don't know if this was deliberate, but if it was, he might be more dangerous than the idiots who were carried away by the impulses before." And if he's an Adventist, he's even more wary, they may have locked you down but there's no way to determine your identity......"

"I don't think he knows the Adventists. ”

Calvin said sullenly as he lay down on the couch and covered his face with the document.

"Today in the cafeteria, I met with Virgili a senior priest of the Adventists. ”

"Bang ......"

From Calvin's ears came the loud thud of something hitting the coffee table, followed by the sound of Isaac gasping in pain.

"What? You're going to meet an Adventist priest?!"

Of course, he was still yelling.

"Vigili was acting very normal at the time, and the priest didn't say anything superfluous about Vigilli......"

"I don't give a fuck a damn about Virgili right now, you're coming face-to-face with a senior priest?!"

Calvin nodded.

"That's right. Calm down, Isaac, that day will come. ”

He said.

The information on his face was lifted open by Izak, who looked nervous...... One might even say horror.

"You're not in trouble, are you......?"

He scrutinized Calvin's face.

Calvin reached out and pushed Isaac away.

"I'm not the kid who can't do anything anymore, don't worry, Isaac...... In fact, I'm more worried about Madeleine and Isha right now, she's getting deeper and deeper into the Advent Sect, and I think she's a little out of shape......"

However, Isaac didn't care much about Madeleine becoming an Adventist.

“…… It's a common thing for Adventists to need expansion—Madeleine needs a dream that can anesthetize herself. When the oil and water are drained, she will naturally be sober, and compared to this, the priest needs to pay attention. ”

Little by little, Isack's eyes became serious.

"I've studied Adventists, and they don't normally send a senior priest in a place like this. I think they must have smelled a little bit of wind...... I suspect even previous homicides had something to do with them. ”

Little by little, the expression on Calvin's face faded, and he looked up at his window.

"When I get the money from Vicili, I'll change places. He said calmly, and then before he spoke, he added, "Anyway, it's not cheap to get a new identity from that old dog in Kawi." ”

Isaac looked a little sad, but at the same time he seemed much more relaxed.

He put his arm on Calvin's shoulder.

"I'll be there for you anyway, don't worry, Calvin, I'll protect you. ”

He said.

Calvin lowered his eyes, and he didn't answer Isach.

……

While Calvin and Isaac were talking, in an alley not far from Calvin's apartment, Vigilli, the object of their previous argument, was gasping for breath in his limousine.

Contrary to the clumsy and shy appearance that Calvin had ever seen, he was naked, the surface of his body with beautiful muscles was covered with sweat, his skin was radiating heat, and his strong and tight waist was shaking rapidly.

Calvin ...... Oh...... Calvin ......"

Vigili called out the name as he spasmed the last bits of semen from his body into a half-wet bathrobe that had been soaked with □□.

If Calvin had been here, he would have easily identified it as the one he had worn at the Virgillis.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Vigili gasped heavily, then dragged his collapsed body to the back seat.

He buried his face in his bathrobe in contentment and giggled.

In the closed air there was a strong fishy smell of □□...... There is also a distinct smell of rust.

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

Blood trickled down the cracks in the leather cushions and was finally absorbed by the dark carpet.

In the unusually dim light, only the hideous wounds on Vigilli's palms and chest could be faintly seen. It was a very fresh wound - each finger was clearly broken, the bones twisted in strange arcs under the skin, and the palm was a bloody cut. The part of the chest, the piece of skin that had been touched by Calvin and pressed down, had been cut off, and the huge wound had been hastily scalded to a charred black color, and the yellowish tissue fluid and blood were constantly seeping outward. 166 Reading Network