Chapter 115: Doomed to have no ending

The attic of the bell tower is small enough to accommodate only a few simple furnishings, with some decayed wooden floors creaking from time to time. There was a musty smell in the air and a little bit of alcohol and cigarettes. Oh, and if you sniff carefully, or if your nose is sensitive enough, you can still smell a faint smell of gunpowder.

The man in the dark brown leather armor held the gun in his hand, opened the clip of the shotgun, and the copper-colored empty bullet bounced out, and fell to the ground in an arc with a crisp sound. The moaning of the planks grew heavier as the man sat down on the wooden chair.

The next moment, a man in a black cloak walked up the stairs to the attic, and without a sound, appeared in front of the man with a shotgun in his hand.

"You're too slow, what's the thing, did you bring it?" Graves asked, then reloading the shotgun one by one.

"Of course." Anchen put on a cloak and said seemingly relaxedly: "Although it is the first time we have cooperated, I will do things, you can rest assured." With that, Anchen threw the two spatial rings on the table. The two rings landed on the table and rolled around a few times before rolling in front of Graves.

Graves didn't take it, but looked up at Anchen.

"Both of them are 10,000 gold coins, you can choose one at will." Anchen felt Graves' eyes and said, then turned and walked to the window. The light shone in, and the room was divided into two halves because of the angle, half bright and half dark. Anchen stood in the light and looked at the street scene outside the window.

"You." Graves' voice began to muffle, and he looked at the ring on the table and closed the clip of his shotgun: "What the hell do you mean." โ€

An Chen's face was shrouded in shadows, making it impossible to see her expression clearly, and she let out a sigh of silence: "That's what it means." โ€

Five shadows silently climbed to the floor of the attic, two beside Anchen and three behind Graves. The shadows coalesced, and five identical thieves stood silently in their place.

"Wait a minute." An Chen turned his head, Pi Cheng fell asleep at night, but it seemed like he was about to wake up at any moment: "The police always like to be late, don't they?" โ€

Graves' eyes narrowed, anger and killing intent flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and finally his eyes relaxed, and he also exhaled softly: "This is the second time." โ€

"What a second time." Anchen silently put down the hand on his waist, and Graves's reaction was a little different from what she expected, and he didn't do it directly.

"Remember who you asked me for?" Graves seemed to have given up on the intention of making a move, but took out his own cigarette case from his waist, took out one and put it in his mouth, lit it, and the smoke began to disperse in the room: "Count you, this is the second time I have worked with someone, and the second time I have been betrayed to the police. Saying that, Graves took out another cigarette and threw it to Anchen with a lighter: "The facts tell me that if you want to survive well, you can never trust others unreservedly, no one can." โ€

Anchen caught the cigarette and lighter, and lit the cigarette butt for himself: "You are right." โ€

"Card Master Trist, my first collaborator, when he betrayed me, I only had anger and murderous intent in my heart." Graves smoked a cigarette, and he used it to anesthetize himself better: "It's you now, and I want to kill you, too, but I want to ask something I didn't ask at the time." Saying that, Graves put down his cigarette and looked at Anchen by the window, in the light cast outside the window, the black shadow was unusually conspicuous: "Why?" โ€

Why, Anchen leaned against the window calmly, the wind blowing her hood through the crack in the window: "Catherine, the policewoman of Picheng, helped me save someone, so I promised her one thing." โ€

Graves looked away at the wall, in a daze, "That person is important to you?" โ€

Does it matter, An Chen closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his eyes and nodded: "Ah, it's very important, she saved me once." โ€

There was silence in the attic, neither of them spoke again, one staring at the wall, the other looking out the window, thinking about his own business.

"Save a person, do one thing." Graves broke the calm, holding a cigarette in his hand and hanging it on his lap: "It's fair. โ€

As he spoke, he put the cigarette in his mouth and lifted the shotgun beside him: "We are also fairer," as he spoke, stood up, raised the gun, and aimed the dark muzzle at An Chen: "You betray me, I will shoot you, no matter what the result is, we will write it off, is it fair?" โ€

Anchen put down his cigarette, turned around, and stood in front of Graves: "Not bad." โ€

"Bang!" The black powder produced a violent impact, and the bullets were pushed out of the chamber at extremely high speeds, and Graves' shotgun was not just a gunpowder weapon, but a weapon that could only do little or no damage to the hero. In addition to gunpowder, fate can also be connected to runes to transmit so that the power of the bullet can increase geometrically through the urging of the power of the rune, and it can completely threaten the hero's life.

The bullet passed through An Chen's body, but An Chen's body only fluctuated strangely, and then fell into peace. The scattered bullets were shot on the windows of the bell tower, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows were directly shattered, and countless fragments reflected a little light and shadow and fell.

Catherine led the team to the bell tower, but only to hear a loud bang, the window on the roof of the bell tower shattered, and the flying glass spilled to the ground from a high place: "Go upstairs, arrest someone." โ€

Graves put down the shotgun, looked at Anchen in front of him unharmed, and laughed: "Terrible thief." โ€

"Thanks for the compliment." An Chen shrugged his shoulders, and then the sound of dense footsteps sounded in the attic, and An Chen pouted: "That's why I said that the police will always be late." โ€

"Heh, the prison in Picheng won't keep me long, but if I can." Graves picked up his cigarette again and said seemingly indifferently, "During this time, you help me take care of the orphanage." โ€

Anchen replied clearly: "If I can't, I'll let someone help." โ€

With that, Catherine walked upstairs with a team of police officers, looking at the scene in the attic, the broken glass, the two rings on the table, the unpleasant smell of smoke, and Graves standing aside,

When she saw Anchen, Catherine's eyes darkened.

After a period of silence, a police officer tentatively asked behind Catherine, "Sir?" โ€

"Take him away, then." Catherine pointed at Graves, then at Anchen, paused, and said, "You guys go out first." โ€

"Yes."

The attic became quiet, and Anchen stood by the window, the wind still blowing.

The speed of the police officer was fast, and only Anchen and Catherine were left in the attic. I remember that the first time the two of them met was in the bell tower, but this time the dawn had not yet come.

"It's time to arrest me." Anchen spat out a puff of smoke.

"Ahh Catherine nodded in response, but did not move, but stood quietly, listening to the clock hand in the bell tower move minute by minute.

Catherine pressed her cap, her eyelashes twitching.

"Kara." In an instant, he unloaded the sniper rifle behind his back and aimed at An Chen's forehead.

Then pull the trigger.

The tongue of fire flickered at the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet flew out, passing a blazing trail in the air, grazing An Chen's ear, and disappearing at the end. An Chen's sideburns, a few strands of hair slowly fell and fell to the ground.

A few seconds of silence.

Catherine put down her gun and turned to leave: "Don't come to Leather City in the future, and don't let me see ยทยทยทยทยทยท again"

Anchen stood silently in place, watching Catherine gradually walk away.

The hand holding the gun is extremely cold, and their ending can only be no ending.

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Phew, the story of Picheng is here first, and I believe you have guessed the point of the next story. As for Catherine, whether she can see Anchen again depends on everyone's decision, today's double watch, I knocked a chapter on the bus with my mobile phone after school, amazing.