(a)

On the third day of the vacation, Su took the children to the amusement center early in the morning to play, and by the way, he purchased the food that was eaten in the refrigerator. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At 10 a.m., I was busy in the kitchen when Kaohsiung drove back from outside. He walked into the kitchen to greet me and poured himself another cup of coffee.

He took the coffee, looked left and right mysteriously, and said, "Haven't Su and the children come back yet?" ”

I said, "It's not that fast, the kids are going to have to play there for a while." ”

Kaohsiung approached me and said, "Throw down the cauliflower in your hand for a while and follow me upstairs." I'll show you something rare. ”

(b)

Bedroom in Kaohsiung. He handed me a delicate wooden box, the size of a business briefcase, but slightly thicker, with delicate patterns depicted on it, which looked like the family crest of some family.

I looked at Kaohsiung suspiciously. I said, "What is so mysterious?" I don't want to know those secrets of your business. ”

Kaohsiung grinned and said, "This is not a trade secret. This is the secret of my private life. ”

I glared at him, looked up and down the box, found the switch, and pressed it hard. The box opened.

To my surprise, it wasn't antiques or jewelry, but a 9mm repeating pistol. The handle is either solid gold or gold-plated. The handle of the gun was also set with a large, sparkling diamond, weighing at least 10 carats.

I looked at Kaohsiung in amazement. I said, "You bought it?" ”

Kaohsiung said: "Just made." This is a fine work made by a famous German munitions artist. On the box is the emblem of the maker's family. What do you think? ”

I carefully took the pistol out of the box and took a closer look.

I said, "It looks like even without the gems and precious metals, it's very well made, it's very valuable, and it's designed with a double firing function to prevent jamming." Accuracy at short distances should be good. ”

Kaohsiung approvingly: "It's really expert." ”

I suddenly became alert, and once again had a sense of foreboding.

I said, "What are you buying this for?" Have you done anything wrong? ”

Kaohsiung said: "A middle-aged successful man, living to the extent of me, will inevitably do something wrong." - But you don't have to be so nervous. I was just curious, so I bought it and played with it. As a business strongman who is particularly prone to hatred, I have this and am also prepared. ”

I put the gun back in the box and fixed it.

I don't want to see anything to do with guns anymore.

I put the box shut.

I said, "It's dangerous, you'd better not leave it around, there are a lot of kids in this house." ”

Kaohsiung said: "Of course. I'll put it in the safe in a moment. ”

I said, "Okay, now I'm going down to cook." ”

When I turned around, I heard Kaohsiung asking from behind: "Xinxin, please advise, if you want to kill a person quickly, where is the most effective way for the bullet to enter?" ”

I was shocked again, and I suddenly turned around and looked at Kaohsiung.

Kaohsiung continued to ask, "Temples? Eyebrows? Or put it in your mouth? ”

I'm very disgusted by such a question.

I said, "I'm sorry, I studied competitive sports, not killing." I do not know. ”

I said, "Why do you ask such a strange question?" Who are you going to kill fast? ”

Kaohsiung grinned and said, "Everyone would have died, and I didn't need to go to such trouble to kill." ”

I walked up to him, looked at him solemnly, and said, "Promise me." Don't use it to kill at any time. No matter what kills. ”

Kaohsiung looked at me for a while, nodded and said, "Okay." Promise you. Just use it to play. ”

I remembered him smoking a cigar in the living room again, and I couldn't help but ask, "Are you really not in any trouble?" How can I help?"

Kaohsiung shook his head. "Not really," he said. In fact, you can't possibly help you with any trouble I can get into. ”

With a sly smile on his face, he said, "Don't worry, too, there isn't a mad woman waiting to kill me." ”

He said, "Don't tell Sue about this. You know, she's a very sensitive woman, and she's not very calm. ”

I looked at him and nodded silently.

(c)

I made creamy cauliflower on the lit stove and watched the soup in the pot gurgle and boil.

I heard the joyful voices of the children in the foyer, and heard the laughter of ANN like silver bells, and it was Kaohsiung who lifted her high and spun around the room.

After a while, Sue came in from outside, and she put on her apron and said, "Can I help with something?" How's lunch? ”

The thought of the pistol crossed my mind several times, and the words rushed to my lips.

But I bit my lip and decided to do what I promised Kaohsiung, don't talk too much, and act as if nothing happened just now.

At lunchtime, everyone was in high spirits, and Sue was very happy to talk with the children because she was satisfied with the purchase of a lot of things.

When Su was distributing food to the children, Kaohsiung approached me and said, "Thank you for not telling Sue." There are not many women who can keep their mouths shut, which is commendable. ”

As I drank the borscht, I replied, "Who knows, maybe, in the future, I will regret it." ”

(iv)

Dead. ANN played for a day, and before he finished listening to the story, he had already fallen asleep.

I left ANN's bedside, pushed open the bedroom door, and walked gently onto the second-floor terrace.

I looked down.

Again, I saw the red glow of the cigar butts flickering on.

Kaohsiung, just like that night, sat alone on the porch smoking a cigar.

I watched him quietly, and a sense of foreboding welled up in my heart again.

I crept downstairs to my study. The study was empty with only a faint nightlight on.

I looked left and right and sat down in front of the computer. The computer was placed on a hand-painted antique desk with a painting of a yellow warbler.

I turned on my computer and silently logged into Kaohsiung's WEB mailbox.

I saw the password input box and tried to enter Kaohsiung's birthday, but the password was wrong, and I entered Su's birthday and the birthdays of several sons in Kaohsiung, but the password was still incorrect.

I sat there, thought about it, and typed in my own birthday.

The mailbox opened.

My heart beat wildly for a moment. He used my birthday as a password.

I quickly looked at the list of unread messages in his mailbox and the list of messages in his outbox.

I clicked on a draft email.

I looked at the unfinished email from Kaohsiung in amazement. That's a screenshot of some web pages cut out of Kaohsiung. The attachment reads like this:

-- Merkler, ranked 94th on the 2008 Forbes list of the world's richest people, committed suicide by throwing himself into a speeding train when his business empire collapsed during the financial crisis.

-- Roca, an Irish real estate tycoon who once had a net worth of 500 million euros, failed to invest, leading to the collapse of Ireland's third-largest bank, and then shot himself in his mansion.

……

Kaohsiung excerpted a lot of news and commentary about the bankruptcy and suicide of a business tycoon.

Finally, there is a sentence he wrote: Sometimes, this is the most decent solution.

I sat there in shock, unable to move.

Is Kaohsiung going bankrupt? Is there a serious crisis? Why does he study the suicides of tycoons and the commercial implications behind them?

Why did he buy that pistol?

While I was thinking about these thoughts in my head, the footsteps of Kaohsiung suddenly sounded in the direction of the porch.

I stood up in a panic and quickly closed all the windows on my computer and turned off the power again. I hid behind the door of my study, holding my breath.

My heart was pounding, and I heard his footsteps pass by the door of the study, towards the stairs, and then up the stairs, toward his own bedroom on the second floor.

I let out a long breath, but I didn't dare to turn on the computer again.

I stood silently in the dark for a while, then I opened the door softly, took off my shoes, and went upstairs barefoot, back to the bedroom where I and ANN connected mother and son.

I pulled up the quilt and lay on the bed, my mind in a mess.

The night sky outside was thick with clouds, and it looked like it was about to rain.

I know that it is useless to ask Kaohsiung. He won't tell us.

He has always despised classical Chinese men such as Zhang Sheng and Dong Yong, and he has always firmly believed that it is very unreliable to rely on women when he is in trouble.