"We still need to be sure -- maybe things aren't that bad yet. ”

It took a long time for Isaac to squeeze out the phrase.

"Of course. Calvin returned to the living room, a little distracted, and almost tripped over himself in the drawing-room. “…… After all, I have an older brother who is a police officer. I think you'll be coming to me in a few days with Vigilli's details. He sighed and said with a pretended lightheartedness.

"As for me, I think I'll have to work harder, if that 'bishop' is really ......"

"Leave him to the police. ”

Isaac nervously interrupted Calvin.

Calvin was stunned by Isaac's appearance, and you could see the surprise on his face, and after a few seconds he smiled...... It's the kind of smile that really smiles.

"Of course. Don't forget jì, I have an older brother who is a police officer. ”

Isaac stared at the soft, small smile on Calvin's face, and he felt his heart slowly return to its original place.

That's right, he said to himself, he was no longer the powerless kid. Now that Isaac Holden is a cop, he already has the ability to protect others, and he will do it.

On the street, two blocks away from Calvin's apartment, Vigilli stopped under a traffic light. An old man, too old to make out his face, stood quietly under the lamppost with a cardboard box, and on his wrist hung a row of cheap ribbons, and below the ribbons were crosses of the same very rough workmanship, and in the middle of the cross were inlaid with egg-shaped pieces of glass, and in them were inlaid with the face of a beautiful young man reminiscent of angels.

"A chain costs 25 cents. ”

Noticing Vicky's gaze, the old man said earnestly. The fat sheep aura emanating from the young man dressed up was so strong that the old man even squeezed out a smile at him: "Look at this pendant, Advent child of light - if you can see him on the street one day, you will get a good reward! For 25 cents, you can get a lot, it's not a bad business." ”

Virgili didn't speak, he politely waved his hand at the old man, then pulled out his wallet and put down five dollars in the cardboard box. At the same time, a huge crow flew diagonally in front of Vicili, flapping its dark wings and standing on a trash can on the side of the street, its red eyes glaring at Virgilli.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"

It screamed crudely.

[Oh, that's harsh. 】

In Vigilli's mind, a voice whispered impatiently.

I just don't understand why they always appear in front of us in such an annoying way. 】

"That's just for you...... I think they're kind of cute. Virgie muttered in an overly cheerful tone, "At least it's more pleasing to the eye than the guy in Calvin's drawing-room." ”

"Fugg" let out a low curse of disgust.

【…… If you're not as suspicious as a psychopath, maybe we'll have a chance to sneak back and help him clean up that thing. By the way, I'm sure that Mr. Officer, who is too motherly, has probably started to check your details by now. 】

"Fuge" said.

"It's 'us'. "Vicky corrected," -- is our bottom line. In fact, asking them to scrutinize the background of 'Virgili Eberts' is exactly what I want to achieve. With all due respect, Fugg, admit it or not, you're going to be a little too sensitive when it comes to our cuties. ”

[This has nothing to do with Calvin.] 】

"Oh, dear, you really don't have to worry, I don't think anyone will be able to detect it...... Except for the unlucky ones. Don't forget that my little honey has promised me to paint a picture of him - let me emphasize, 'Paint a picture of him in his house'! There is a great deal of time between me and him to spend ......"

Vigilli's breathing became rapid, his eyes sparkled with intense pleasure, and he looked almost drunk—and Fugg had to protest harshly once again because of the mental connection between the two.

The green light on the crosswalk came on, and the little green man on the light wagged his legs ridiculously amid the gurgling sound of the blind man.

The raven was still screaming.

Vicky lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, and he walked gracefully across the street past the foul-smelling disabled old man beside him. At the same time, he glanced at the crow casually.

The crow tightened its neck suddenly, and its voice stopped abruptly.

A few seconds later, the big bird flapped its wings frantically and flew into the sky, a few black feathers falling and merging with the black sewage seeping out from under the bin.

Ten seconds after Vigili stepped onto the stairs on the other side of the road, the lights changed from green to red again, and the traffic flowed from slow to fast, like a mechanical river moving along the gray concrete "river......