Chi Xin sighed and looked up at the ceiling, "Kai, if you want to break away from the organization, then add me." ”

Without Kai as a partner, this killer profession also means that it has come to an end. There is no point left.

What's more, as soon as Jing Kai said this, he suddenly had the idea of starting a new life.

I had never thought of such an idea before.

I didn't dare to think about it, and I didn't think about it.

But they were all young, only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Put it on ordinary people, so that they can take the college entrance examination and enter the university at such an age.

Flower the same age.

I don't want to walk in a pool of blood like this anymore.

Hopefully, I can get out smoothly.

……

After Chi Xin left, the boy turned on the computer and logged in to the account of a fish live broadcast platform.

There is a striking message in the bottom right corner.

It's a private message.

The slender fingers tapped twice on the mouse, and the young man's eyes fell on the private message.

The expression was slightly stunned.

For a moment, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, as if he had seen something interesting.

The boy raised his hand on his pointed chin and raised his eyes.

Glancing at the private message again, he exited.

Is it called "Daddy"?

The young man's eyebrows were slightly impregnated with a smile, and he slid the mouse casually, unintentionally clicking on the photo album on the right side of the anchor's homepage.

Because of the relationship between excessive filters and angles, there is a big difference between it and the appearance of real people.

It's no wonder that after glancing at the photo album at the time, he couldn't recognize it.

But these photos are also exaggerated.

Although it only has the upper body, the curvature that protrudes from the clothes in a certain place is still very eye-catching.

The young man squinted, and inexplicably felt that his heart was a little hot.

I logged out of my account, closed the page, got up, and took a few sips of water from the cup on the table.

It barely relieved the feeling of dryness in the heart.

The boy paused for a moment, and he looked sideways at the sky.

It's late at night.

The neon lights not far away.

The boy glanced at it, and when he looked back, he swept to the bag on the coffee table.

Gaze paused for a few seconds.

Thinking of the man's somewhat lost look today, the young man bit his lip slightly.

Although he would love to keep it for himself.

Possession, as if it had something to do with that person.

At that time, I don't know what kind of psychology it was, I have never liked to meddle in things, so I hid that person's bag like this. Inexplicably became a thief, for the first time.

But after all, I can't see the other party showing such a lost expression.

What if—

Knowing that he had trampled on a corpse with bloodied hands, he would definitely choose to stay away.

The boy was silent for a moment, and finally picked up the bag on the coffee table and walked to the balcony.

The balcony is only up to the waist of the teenager, and the height of such a child is equal to nothing.

He propped himself on the balcony with one hand and jumped on it lightly.

The balconies on both sides are an arm's length apart.

The young man was as light as a swallow, he raised his head, hooked the windowsill with one hand, and in the night, a white shadow crossed by.

The teenager landed easily.

There was not a single sound.

He stood up, the orange light above his head fell, and the bridge of the young man's nose was high and straight, and a faint shadow fell on one side of his face.

Here is the balcony of the hall.

The boy went in without hindrance.

The hall was not lit up, but the young man's eyes were sharp.

He accurately captured every ornament in the dark, and when he walked, he didn't touch it at all.

The whole person was silent.

The boy listened in the darkness to the sound of the man's breathing, subtle but clear to his eardrums.

The boy raised his eyes to the second floor.

The sound of breathing came from the second floor.

The man's bedroom was on the second floor.

The boy paused for a few seconds and placed his bag in the living room.

Then I stepped on the stairs and went up, turned right, and the door was not closed, but it was hidden.

He raised his hand and nudged it, and when he entered the door, he gently closed it.