Fifteen minutes later, the hallway was covered with three or four layers of newspapers, and on the plastic bench sat a mess that barely made out to be a creature of individuals.

Originally, this person wanted to come in and ask for hot water, but when he entered the door, he hesitated.

This room is so clean, so clean that a little dust will desecrate this room.

The man squinted slightly, and this feeling ...... Very uncomfortable.

Amore walked over with a cup of hot water, stretched out her arm from afar, and handed the glass over.

"Hot water."

The man raised his head, and a smile appeared on his dirty face that couldn't distinguish between his nose and eyes: "Thank you." ”

Amore frowned imperceptibly, tugged at a chair, and sat down face to face with the man.

The man lowered his head to drink, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Amore's movements. Waiting for her to ask him. But Amore just sat and didn't say anything.

The cup of hot water was quickly consumed, and the man handed the cup to Amore with trembling hands.

Amore reached out a hand to take the glass, and quietly looked at the black finger prints on the glass for a moment.

"Thank you." The man whispered.

Amore looked at him, stood up, turned and walked into the room.

The man looked at Amore silently.

After a long time, only the sound of a clock was in the room.

It's so unnatural, if you wash the cup, how can there be no sound of running water?

The man held his breath slightly, and although the cup was held empty-handed, it did not leave fingerprints. This fraudulent method of obtaining fingerprints is an old method used by Interpol and is not effective for them.

So, what about people?

This is the 16th floor, and it is impossible to escape from outside the door. Could it be that there is a safe house in this room?

The man stood up slowly, without any extra movement. One foot stepped out, and at the moment when she was about to step onto the floor, Amore appeared in the door with a snow-white towel.

The feet were dangling like that, and the man looked at Amore with some confusion.

Amore glanced at the foot, and the man shrank back.

"Here you go." The towel was handed over.

The man bowed his head slightly and took the towel: "Thank you." ”

Amore looked at the man with her arms crossed, and a look of hesitation flashed on her face.

The man seemed to bury his face in a towel, but the corner of his eye was always aimed at Amore.

The clean and fair girl, the spotless room, the faint fragrance of flowers, although it is so reasonable, there is always an indescribable sense of disobedience.

What's so strange about it?

"You came to the door, did you want to kill your mouth?" Amore's face finally showed an impatient expression, and she said coldly.

The man wiped his face, and the corners of his mouth under the towel curled slightly.

The air seemed to be stuck, so silent that you could hear the sound of a heartbeat.

The man slowly raised his head, and although he was still a little dirty, he could already see his delicate features.

"You're good." A smile flashed in Claude's eyes.

Amore wasn't as frightened as he thought, and she didn't seem to be pretending to be calm. Dragged Fang Cai's chair and sat down indifferently.

"I didn't see you kill." The tone is flat, as if it is just a statement of facts.

Claude was really interested this time. It's not been a year or two in this business, but it's the first time I've met such a calm girl.

According to his past experience, if this girl is either born with a lack of brains, she has hole cards that she can rely on.

He has repeatedly confirmed that there are no police ~ inspectors in the community ambush. There is no zài, the girl called the police the moment she entered the house (even if she called the police, he blocked the door and others couldn't get in). So, where exactly does she get her confidence?

Just looking at the dress, the woman in front of her is definitely not more than 20 years old, but the dark eyes reveal that her life experience is definitely more than 20 years old.

There are no traces of practicing the family on his body, and there are no marks on his hands that are unique to insiders.

So, why can the girl in front of her say such things so indifferently?

Claude smiled slightly: "You said this, I can't stop it." ”

Amore looked at Claude lightly, as if this sentence sounded painless to her: "You want to drink water, can you leave after drinking?" There is too much water at the door, and it is difficult to wipe it clean. ”

Claude's eyes lit up: "It's really funny, aren't you scared at all?" ”

Is it because you've never seen a real killer, so you don't have a concept of danger? Claude smiled on his lips and subconsciously released a cold murderous aura.

But the girl was still unmoved.

Amore sighed, "I'm going to get the manuscript out today, can I ask you to leave now?" Even if it is a floor tile, it is very difficult to wipe it clean. ”

Claude was stunned this time, and the dagger had slipped into the palm of his hand at some point. Usually at this time, the person in front of him has already begun to tremble or desperately beg for mercy. But the girl in front of her was not affected in the slightest.

Could it be that he has regressed?!

From the initial excitement to now it has evolved into a face full of doubts. Claude has never encountered a scene in front of him in his career as a killer.

"Honestly, dear, you scared me." Claude's smile was tinged with helplessness.

Amore slowly stood up and looked at Claude coldly: "Don't you think it's strange, I don't have any reaction to such a strong murderous aura?" ”

Human temperament will accumulate with life experience. What kind of education you have received since childhood, what kind of people you have come into contact with when you grow up, and what kind of things you have experienced, little by little, have created the whole person.

Even if he is sloppy, even if he is dilapidated, the sharp aura of the man in front of him cannot be covered.

She knew, so she didn't want to get into trouble. But the moment she was blocked at the door, Amore began to hesitate, because after all, dodging was not a solution.

"Nature is a food chain. You are a killer, so ordinary people should be shocked by your murderous aura when they see you, and it is normal to be afraid. However, have you ever thought that even if you are a professional killer, it is dangerous to go into an unfamiliar environment alone? Amore gently pushed her chair away.

Claude's muscles tightened, and the girl in front of him did not change much, and there was no change in his breath when he handed him hot water, but for some reason, the nerves in his whole body tensed.

A chill ran down his ankles.

This feeling has not passed for many years. Claude knew that the girl in front of him was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

Amore suddenly smiled slightly: "Don't be so afraid, I'm not a killer." ”

Claude did not relax at the girl's sweet smile, and his hand holding the dagger tightened slightly.

"It's normal for you to feel scared," Amore's smile was as sweet as cream on a cake: "After all...... You are the one who is eaten. ”