"Bang-bang-"

Heavy sounds continued to reach Tequira's ears, but he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, not looking that way.

With each sound, Tekira's body became more and more tense, as if pulling the bowstring to the extreme.

It didn't take long for the sound to stop, and Tequira opened her eyes and looked to the side.

The first thing I saw was the blood stains from the murder scene, followed by the pieces of flesh that had been broken into pieces.

Only the skull is still intact.

There was also a knife on the side, a knife specially used to chop bones, and there was a little blood stained on the blade.

Wearing a researcher's white coat, Avikril stood next to a table with a pile of pieces of meat, his appearance extremely flat, with no expression on his face.

It's like dealing with real pork, beef, lamb, or fish, not the human body.

As if sensing Tekira's gaze, the boy turned his head to reveal the usual gentle smile on his indifferent face.

Obviously, he didn't know that a smile on such an occasion, no matter how gentle he was, would not make people think he was gentle.

"Ah, don't you eat? Uncle Tequila? He asked with concern, wiping the blood from his face with a tissue.

Such gentle concern did not impress Tequila, but made him feel a deep chill.

"How can I possibly eat such a disgusting thing you do on the side?!" Tekira swore and swore his mouth.

The bathtub comes with a small movable flat tabletop, and at this moment there is a ceramic basin larger than the face, which contains all kinds of meat and rice, and there are no chopsticks and spoons...... Feeding the dogs.

Tekira didn't care about the amount of food, he ate a lot of food, and he ate by the pot, but ......

Without chopsticks and spoons, what does he eat with?

Although even with chopsticks and spoons, he could not use them.

Knowing this, Tequira glanced at the chains that were firmly attached to his wrists.

Coupled with the fact that Avi Clear was splitting his body and bones on the side, he was afraid that flesh and blood would be splashed on top of the food, how could he eat with peace of mind?

As for being afraid...... He wasn't afraid of the act of dismembering the body, but he was inexplicably afraid of Avi Clear.

After all, the world of mental illness is elusive.

Guys with abnormal organization are not easy to mess with, and he can beat other people who are abnormal, and Avi Clear is extremely abnormal, and he can't beat him.

“…… Disgusting? Aitto looked at the mess on the table, his expression a little thoughtful.

Is it disgusting to do so?

I see.

"I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away." He apologized earnestly, and neatly put away the tarp spread on the table, and the body was wrapped in the tarp, and not a drop of blood was exposed.

Then he put the tarpulin-wrapped body parts into the freezer next to him.

"There is no incinerator underground, otherwise it could have been burned directly......" he looked at Tequira embarrassedly, and opened his mouth full of guilt.

"I'll make an incineration device right away, and I won't do it in front of Uncle Tequila next time." He assured with a bright smile.

No matter how you look at it, it's an ordinary well-behaved schoolboy, but ......

"Is it the scientific research department or the action group?" Tequira looked at the potions on the shelves around her, rows and rows of dropper syringes, and all kinds of lab equipment filling the empty space.

No matter how you look at it, it is a standard small room that is necessary for scientific researchers.

But Avi Clear ...... Isn't this guy supposed to be an action group?

How can it be a ...... of the Ministry of Scientific Research?

How could he not beat a civilian!

"I don't seem to be either?" The white-haired boy thought carefully before hesitantly answering Tequira's question.

Tequila's question could not be answered, as Avi Clear did not have a fixed positioning.

He does not belong to any department, but he can participate in the tasks of all departments.

So he thought hard for a long time and came up with a perfect answer.

"I'm with Papa." He laughed heartily as he had found the perfect answer.

With gin?

Ministry of Supervision......

Like the Raven Enforcers, the existence that is only responsible for the boss.

This answer left Tekira speechless, as if venting her anger, like an animal, burying her face in her rice bowl and gobbling up her food.

When he bites into the meat, he seems to be biting the flesh of the father and son of Gin and Avi Clear, and his expression is extremely hideous.

Psychopath, bastard, no wonder it's father and son.

Aitto looked at Tekira, who was gulping down, and said with a regretful expression:

"I thought you wouldn't eat Uncle Tequila......"

"Bai Yujuan chose to commit suicide by going on a hunger strike." His eyes were undisguised to reveal disappointment.

That's how he used to eat.

If only Uncle Tequila had refused to eat...... Uncle Tequila chose to commit suicide by hunger strike, and it had nothing to do with him.

Even the possible sequelae were brought up by the Irish uncle......

Aitto pursed his lips, looking a little distressed.

The potion he had prepared for Uncle Tekira was just enough to repair the other party's serious injuries, and it looked like there was nothing wrong with it.

But I can't see the extent of the problem, and I can move freely, but the bones that have been repaired and regenerated are already weaker than the previous bones, and there will be some hidden dangers.

Sometimes a few hidden dangers are enough to cause certain outcomes to occur.

But since Uncle Ireland said that, he can't do that.

"I'm running out of potion, it's time to let it go." He looked at the cloudy yellow-brown liquid in the tub and turned to pick up the two potions on the nearby shelf.

One red, one blue.

After draining the original water from the bathtub, he handed the potion to Tequira.

Bathing with potions can only heal external injuries, and more subtle injuries inside need to be drunk.

He hadn't planned to give the other party the medicine.

But there should be no sequelae......

"Drink it." With a bright smile, he urged Tequira to drink.

Tequira looked at the two potions, one blue and one red, with a suspicious expression, but he didn't think much about it, and took it and poured it directly into his mouth.

If Aviclell wants to kill him, he doesn't need to poison him, so he can drink it.

And...... Even after eating the food provided by the other party, he didn't care about drinking two more tubes of medicine.

Even the shameful way of eating he accepted.

The fact that the members of the code name forbade cannibalism is something that Tequira remembers very clearly now.

But who knows if there will be another meal after eating this meal? When there is food, it is necessary to eat it as soon as possible, and it is not unheard of to eat raw animal meat and drink animal blood.

Being alive is much more important than dignity.

In the case of falling into the hands of other state institutions, it will be counted separately.

Looking at Takira like this, the white-haired teenager bent his eyes and smiled with pleasure.

"If only Uncle Tequila had been listening to me like this."

If he doesn't talk back, he doesn't resist, he does whatever he says.

It would be great if it was like this all the time.

The boy seemed to be drunk, his face flushed, but his smile became more and more gentle, he reached out and cupped Tequila's face, his forehead against Takira's forehead, his eyes were like a clear summer sky, and he stared at Tequira without blinking.

Can't look away, can't turn your head away.

The transparent and fresh blue instantly occupied the entire field of view of Tequila.

His eyes widened in surprise.

(End of chapter)