After Baker put his mother's favorite flowers on the table, he lit a cigarette for himself, and Bourbon told his father and mother the story of the past year, as he had done for the previous eight years.

It's a little bit in the end.

Their son's experience last year was magnificent, there were no troughs, all the climaxes, rising step by step in his career, on the way to find his own gems, one after another, playing is invincible flow, playing is horizontal push flow.

As a child, he has always reported good news and not bad news, and as for the several calculations encountered last year, Baker didn't even mention it.

Calculate?

Successful calculations can be called calculations.

If the calculation is unsuccessful, it can only be called a fool's brainstorming.

Baker didn't care about it, what did he do with his father and mother?

Wouldn't it be safe for both of them to stay in hell?

…… Hey?

Anyway, Mephisto's hell is in charge of the reincarnation business, if it does, then it's no problem, if it doesn't matter, then doesn't it mean......

Baker's eyes suddenly lit up, and he got up and looked at the place where the tombstone was.

The next second.

Baker sat down again, forget it, it's been eleven years, and it doesn't seem lucky to open the coffin and take samples or something.

Besides.

Not to mention whether or not he could get the tissue that he could use to grow clones, even if he did, Baker always thought that clones were weird.

Also How old is it to recover?

Getting old again, having trouble, and getting young again, what if the second elder feels that he has missed the most important time for their three siblings and is tinkering with a fourth or fifth child?

The two younger sisters are enough to give Baker a bit of a headache, and if there is another fourth or fifth child, then Baker always feels weird.

The most important.

Why bother with reality.

In the future, the Heavenly Father God Odin will appear, and at that time, Baker feels that he can be crushed again no matter what he says, and then he will have a good talk with Mephisto, if his parents are still in hell, build a big house on the other side of hell, and then bring hundreds of slaves for his parents to send is not much happier than being in the world.

Baker thought, but he felt the urge to laugh out loud.

But soon.

Baker couldn't laugh when he started talking about March.

Rummaging through his memories again and again, Baker even went to the unimportant memory recycle bin and rummaged through it.

The memory of that day is indeed gone.

It's like a printed memory book, and suddenly you see a blank page.

Wrong.

It's a page with just one title written on it.

Baker remembered the title, but was stunned not to remember the content.

That's why Baker left the flower shop with some trepidation.

None of them.

If it was really Baker who did it, Baker admitted, but what if not?

Although this thought Baker always felt a little insulted by the beauty of his first love in his heart.

But......

Baker laughed and looked at his father's picture: "Father, you say, what is this called?" ”

Now this kind of thing is a feeling for Baker.

He remembered what he had been doing with Josie, but where he went, where, how he did it, how long he had been, none of that was there.

It's like a guy going to open a room with a woman, and he just remembers entering the hotel door, and then three months later, the woman told him that she was pregnant.

Well.

Baker knew it was wrong, but that's how it felt to Baker now.

It's.

Baker knows.

So Baker didn't expect his father, who was probably turned into bones, to crawl out of front of him and tell him what to do.

There was a pause.

Baker got up to leave.

That's when it happened.

Baker looked at a small stone next to the tombstone.

Baker blinked.

There seemed to be something pressed under the stone

The phone rings.

Baker glanced at the stone next to the tombstone, then lowered his head and took out the phone from his arms, and the next second, his eyes shrank slightly, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

"Boom!"

A thing dressed as an island ninja suddenly jumped out of the side, and then slashed Baker like thunder.

What a guts!

Baker's right hand flicked, and with a bang, a bullet instantly hit the tip of the ninja's knife, causing it to deflect a little, and not letting the ninja knife fall on the tombstone of Baker's parents.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Baker's face was gloomy, and he just missed the blow, and dropped a smoke bomb directly under his feet, detonating the smoke.

Wait until the smoke clears.

The ninja had vanished without a trace.

Baker looked around expressionlessly, and then his gaze fell on the stone he had just noticed.

The stone has been lifted.

It seems that what was pressed inside has just been taken by the ninja.

The stone turned over, fell diagonally to the side, and split in two, and the small pieces had become powdery.

The chunks of words are still there.

Baker raised an eyebrow and frowned as he stared at the Arabic numeral 3 on the large stone.

The phone rings and continues.

Baker came back to his senses and answered the phone.

"Hey!"

"Where are you?"

"Cemetery."

"There was a clue just now, it is said that at 9:20 a.m. on the 13th, someone saw Adam at the gate of the Holy City Cemetery."

"Really?"

"Hmm...... What's wrong? ”

Baker looked down at the stone with 3 written on it that seemed to be decaying rapidly, and said in a calm tone, "What Adam wanted to give me was just snatched by a ninja. ”

Barbara on the other side of the phone was slightly stunned: "What, ninja?" ”

Baker hummed, then hung up.

3？

What are you trying to express?

Adam.

Baker looked down thoughtfully at the stone in front of him that was rotting at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The ninja's knife was poisonous.

And it's highly toxic.

Half an hour later.

Five black Chevrolet sports cars drove into the Holy City Cemetery.

Barbara got out of the car and ran to Baker's side: "Are you alright?" ”

Baker glanced at Barbara, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head.

Never mind.

I haven't even confirmed that matter myself, so there's no point in talking about it.

Baker pointed to the place where there was a large hole in the floor that had rotted away and said, "That ninja's knife is poisonous, can it be tested for any poison?" ”

Barbara nodded to one of the agents who came along.

The agent immediately turned around, and in a few moments, pulled a suitcase out of the car.

Open it.

The agent was very professional, extracting any material that could be used for testing around the perimeter of the ground where a large hole had been decayed.

Barbara looked at Baker, "Do you know that person ninja?" ”

Baker looked at Barbara, shook his head at first, and then said, "I don't know, but, after I know what poison he used, I know who I should look for." ”

He wasn't familiar with ninjas or anything like that.

But poison?

A must to be a top-tier assassin.

Baker knows very well!

……