"Xili Li~~~"

The warm rain of July mixed with the slightly fishy wind slanted down, and the pitch-black umbrella made a continuous muffled sound from time to time, like a sad lament, and just like a sad swan song.

"Providence?"

"Or a god?"

"They are always full of bad taste, casually teasing the 'stupid' people in their eyes, like they set off the atmosphere at a funeral, and they are so sensational that they have earned enough tears, they must be very happy, right?"

"I guess I'm one of the 'stupid' people they carelessly tease about, otherwise I wouldn't have come to this unfortunate world."

"Am I going to shout the words of the second at this moment? For example, 'my fate is up to me, not heaven', etc., which means that I have also rebelled against fate? And then? And then you still have to face this reality, so...... Never mind. ”

Braid's boundless fugue is extremely active.

“…… Whatever comes from dust shall be dust, and may the mercy of the Lord be with you forever, in the name of the Father and the Son and of the Holy Spirit, A~Gate! ”

With the gentle voice of the priest, the coffin was buried on the ground;

The cross was erected, and life was completely ended.

It is no different from the other graves in the cemetery, row by row, one by one, some new and some old.

"Condolences."

"Precious, little Brad."

"If you have any difficulties, remember to come to us."

“……”

The three of the people who attended the funeral of Brad's parents dispersed, basically colleagues of Brad's parents, and a few were neighborhood friends of Xue Fazi;

Their details and emotions may be strange, but they all look at the pity expressed by the young man who has just turned six, with blonde hair and golden eyes, and a delicate face like a son of God, even if Brad's face is expressionless, they automatically feel that it is a child who has unfortunately lost both parents together, and they are so sad and painful that they are numb and do not even shed tears.

Braid mechanically bowed down and politely thanked everyone.

Until......

"Don't worry about tomorrow, child, tomorrow has its own worries." The priest came with his Bible folded, crouched down, and gently comforted Brad.

Breed owes: "Thank you, 'Father'. ”

Tall and majestic as a bear, rough cheeks covered with stubble, a terrible scar carved from the left jaw to the bottom of the left eye, and short-sighted round glasses covering the slitted eyes, this is the appearance of the priest, and his temperament is always swaying between the kind uncle next door and the perverted murderer, or the disguised beast that rises at any time, which is very unique.

His name was, Alexander Andrewson.

"Thank you, Andrewson." , Lasch didn't have much rest for several days, comforting his wife on the one hand, preparing for the funeral on the other, he couldn't help but be tired, but he fought hard and exchanged eyes with Andrewson and Braid.

Immediately.

Andrewson got up and said, "It's time for us to go, there is another task above, and we are in a hurry." ”

"Snow method, be strong, take good care of little Brad." , Rasch's neat explanation, and he left more neatly.

Xue Fazi habitually looked at her husband for a long time, and said, "Let's go home?" Little Brad. ”

Looking at Xue Fazi's red eyes that were swollen from crying, Breed shook his head and said nothing.

"I ...... I'm waiting for you outside the cemetery. Xue Fazi, who wanted to continue to persuade, woke up suddenly, thinking that Brad, who had never shed tears, didn't want to be seen crying, and planned to wait for no one to vent his inner grievances and sorrows, and intimately leave Brad alone in space.

When the snow was gone, Brad looked up.

And the mosquito girl who helped Bred hold the umbrella also bowed her head with interest.

Eyes collide.

"Why did you listen to me? You're not one of those well-behaved characters, and I can see the greed hidden in your eyes. Brad bluntly said the doubts in his heart, and also bluffed, after all, the mosquito girl behaved too peacefully, and after he claimed it, he obeyed like a pet dog, and there must be a demon when it was abnormal, he knew very well - the mosquito girl was bloodthirsty!

The mosquito girl licked her lips and said jokingly: "Ahhh~ Is it obvious?" ”

"Fireflies in the night, understand?" , Breed metaphor.

The mosquito girl was stunned, shook the mosquito whiskers like pheasants on the top of her head, lowered her body and hugged Brad lightly, sniffed and whispered in Brad's ear: "It's not like a little ghost at all, too mature!" Should you be complimented on being their child? Hmph~ I can't help but want to suck your blood dry, command~~~ It's so fragrant~ You're not afraid? Those two guys who can protect you......"

"If it weren't for any fear, I'm sure you'd have sucked my blood dry, and there's definitely something you're afraid of! Otherwise, the scientist who raised you with my parents would not have sent you to me randomly, no matter how crazy the scientist is. Breed interrupted the mosquito woman calmly and firmly.

"Po~"

Bei Tooth gently bit Brad's tender little face, and the mosquito girl gently sucked a mouthful, greedy.

"Your father is dead, only your blood can sustain my life, kill you, I won't live ......long", the mosquito girl gritted her teeth, and her violent aura emanated: "Damn! They dare to think that I am a failure!! Hateful! Especially your parents, who were going to make me into a kitten and a puppy to take care of your damn little thing!! ”

Suddenly.

Brad turned around, stretched out his hand to hold the mosquito girl's face and looked at it, and smiled with a sunny smile: "Since this is the case, then we will get along well, please take care of it in the future!" Do you have a name? ”

"Eh~Eh?!" , Sudden inexplicable heart throbbing, the mosquito girl was sluggish, the hideous murderous aura was gone, the corners of her eyes unconsciously slipped crystal tears, she felt kindness and warmth for the first time since she was born, not those indifferent faces, not those cold hands manipulating scientific instruments: "Name? My name ......"

"Since they cultivated you, and they raised you? In a way, you're their child, so you're my sister. Breed took advantage of the situation and said, "Your surname should be, the same as me, the first name~ Joanna?" Meaning God's gift, I think you must be very lucky to be able to come to this world. ”

The mosquito girl let her tears tick and hugged Brad even tighter.

Brad raised his eyebrows and secretly poked his scissorhands to send a signal - the routine was successful.

In the past few days, Braid has not done anything else, in addition to contacting and understanding the mosquito woman, he is constantly observing, analyzing, and guessing about the mosquito woman, and he must eliminate the potential time bomb around him.

Braid judged that the IQ of the mosquito girl was not high, and the girl was no more than ten years old, even if the appearance of the mosquito girl was mature enough; She has a wealth of human emotions, and has a longing for a good side of her character, which can suppress wild instincts very well; And, extremely lacking in love, longing not to be lonely and lonely, she just doesn't want to be hurt, so she decorates herself with ferocity.

After careful consideration and several sets of plans, Breed finally took the simplest plan, using the good impression of knowing each other for a short time, and the effect is excellent so far.

If Brad's routine doesn't work out, he has a backup plan.

In fact, Rasch and Father Andrewson did not leave, the so-called mission is fake, they teamed up with Brad to deceive Xue Fazi and the mosquito girl, and hid in the cemetery to monitor, assuming that the mosquito girl tried to be unfavorable to Brad, they would start to eliminate the mosquito girl.

Brad communicated with Raschi in advance, so Ruskey asked Andrewson, a colleague who co-worked for the Cipher Pol organization, to preside over the funeral of Brad's parents, otherwise he would not be willing to ask a murderous "executioner", "beheaded detective", "angel dust", and "sword priest" to preside over the funeral of his relatives, even if Andrewson is indeed a genuine priest certified by the church and has rich experience in presiding over funerals.

"Now, Joanna." Brad said, "Let's go home." ”

"Whew~~~"

"Okay, okay, Brad."

“……”

The wings flickered, and the mosquito girl took Brad into the sky.

Layers of tombstones cover the blind corners of the line of sight.

"Awesome little imp!" Father Andrewson pondered, and added: "Gifted and perfect, as an agent. ”

Lasch stroked his hair and said silently: "He is indeed not an ordinary child! He's already assertive, and I can't describe how I felt when he proposed it. ”