Quiet nights are the best time to rest.

Even members of criminal organizations spend most of their nights resting and recuperating.

It's not every day that the organization has tasks, and it's not every day that members kill people.

Killing is a means to an end, not an end in itself.

And there is more to the end than just killing people.

Most of the time, the members of the organization put on the skin of a normal person and live a normal life.

Just like now, Ireland, who has always been a hard-nosed guy in the organization, sits on the bed, holds a fairy tale book with a dreamy cover painting, and tells bedtime stories to the children next to the pillow in a tone that has never been done before.

Without the slightest blood, a painting style that has nothing to do with darkness.

Even that fierce face seemed to be covered with a hazy and soft light.

He watched as the boy by the pillow closed his pale blue eyes, his long eyelashes casting shadows under his eyes, and like the wings of a stagnant butterfly that no longer vibrate, breathing steadily, apparently in a peaceful sleep.

So his voice grew softer and quieter, lower and lower, until at last it was almost silent.

He closed the storybook, placed it on the bedside table beside him, and sat on the bed with a pillow on his back, as if he were thinking about something big, as if he was worried about something.

What Ivey did to Tekira, if Tekira was free later, might be a nuisance.

In the dead of night, Ireland thinks inwardly about what the future might bring.

The face hidden in the darkness is cold and hard and full of solemnity, revealing the aura of a critically dangerous existence living in the dark world.

It was as if the next moment he would draw his gun and aim it at a certain target, deducting the key to life and death.

But he didn't do anything, just looked at the sleeping teenager and slowly closed his eyes.

And after Ireland closed his eyes, the boy who seemed to him had fallen asleep opened his eyes silently, and his eyes, which still seemed to be shining like a bright galaxy in the night, fell into the empty air, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose, and he closed his eyes again.

It's like falling into a sweet dream where even the air is sweet.

……

Wake up, wash up, eat breakfast, say goodbye to Ireland and Bourbon.

Finally, we set out on the way to school.

"Bye-bye."

"Come back early."

"Be careful on the road."

The plain but warm advice is like the daily life of every ordinary and harmonious family of three.

Ato was very satisfied with this, and held Daifuku the size of a doll bear, and was very happy all the way, and happily entered the school.

Then Aito, who had a happy face, met his little friend with an unhappy face.

The face of his little friend Zhu Xing Xiushu was full of unhappiness, as if he would randomly pick an unlucky egg to beat him in the next second.

It's a bad school bully.

Seeing Miyamoto Aito's arrival, he just changed his hand to support his chin, and his face was facing the direction of the window.

What should be done at the moment is to ask the other person what happened, but Miyamoto Aito obviously lacks some so-called eyesight and curiosity.

He just looked at the unhappy little friend suspiciously, then turned his head and took out the textbook and did his own thing seriously.

He never asks about his family and friends, he has no curiosity about everyone's secrets, and unless they tell him about it, he will only act as if he doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't want to know anything.

Hideki Zhuxing, who was waiting for his friends to ask him what had happened: ......

This guy Aito...... Sure enough, you can't count on the other party's emotional intelligence and common sense.

While thinking like this, Hideki Zhuxing, who was very skillful in cleaning up his mood, changed his hand to support his cheek again, and turned his face back from the direction of the window.

He put on his headphones and turned on the bullet communicator.

"There have been a series of injuries recently, but this one is a little more interesting than the normal series of injuries." He whispered while looking at his little friend beside him.

Aito, who was sitting next to Hideki Zhuxing, obviously didn't need to use headphones and communicators, so he just looked at Hideki Zhuxing intently, waiting for the other party's follow-up.

Zhuxing Xiushu raised his eyebrows, and the unhappy look disappeared as if it had never appeared.

"The first person to be injured was Twilight Thirteen, who worked for the Metropolitan Police Department, that is, the Twilight Police Department, who often cooperated with our reasoning......"

"At that time, Twilight Thirteen was doing his daily running exercise in the park, but he was attacked by a crossbow in his hand, but he did not endanger his life, and he insisted on being discharged from the hospital within two days after being transferred to the Green Terrace Police Hospital."

"A small sword was left at the scene of the crime, suspected to have been left by the murderer, which should be a symbol of something."

Aito nodded cooperatively, and Takizawa Shinya and others from the earphones asked curiously, "And then?" And then what? Who is the second victim? It satisfies the heart of Hideki Zhuxing to continue to tell the case.

"The second client is the lawyer Fei Yingli of the law firm, the prisoner delivered a box of chocolates in the mailbox of the law firm, and the chocolate was sprayed with pesticides, Fei Yingli fell into a coma immediately after eating the chocolate, and was sent to Dongdu University Hospital by a subordinate of the same law firm for gastric lavage, saving her life."

"There was a paper fold of flowers left on top of the box of chocolates, which was probably some kind of message left by the prisoner."

"The third person is Dr. Asasa, the strange doctor who was often with those first-year students...... The crime took place at Dr. Asasa's home, where the offender rode an off-road motorcycle, broke down the door of the client's house, and after the client opened the door, he attacked the client with a crossbow in his hand. ”

"Dr. Asa was then admitted to Rice Flower Central Hospital for treatment, which was also not life-threatening."

"The crime scene also left something oddly shaped."

"What do you guess these three things represent?" Zhuxing Xiushu asked with a little bit of teaching in his tone.

"What do the three things look like?" Kikukawa Seiichiro asked.

"That said, Hideki, I don't know what those things look like, it's hard to guess what they are." Jiang Shouhuang said with a smile.

"Do you have a picture?" Takizawa Shinya asked with his eyes rolled around.

The three of them stayed by the window, ignoring the rest of the class, wearing headphones and lowering their heads to communicate in whispered voices.

"You guys came over after class, and I brought the photos." Hideki Zhuxing opened his mouth unhurriedly and took out three photos from his clothes pocket.

They are swords, chocolate, and strangely shaped things.

"Aitor can take a look first." He placed the picture on the table and pushed it in Miyamoto Aitto's direction.

Aitor looked at the picture that had been pushed in front of him, blinking and searching the repository of memories for similar items.

The advantage of the memory palace is that you can organize and arrange all the memories, and you can search directly when you need to.

"This is ......" He quickly found something that he didn't have a chance to say.

"Don't say it! Don't put the answer out there! Wait and let us guess for ourselves! Takizawa Shinya's voice was so loud that Hideki Zhuxing frowned and took off the headphones, holding the headphones far away with one hand, and he could still hear them faintly.

"Before we even saw it, Aitto had already said the answer, and it didn't make any sense at all." Jiang Shouhuang's voice still sounded smiling, and from the voice, you could imagine the other party's smile.

So Miyamoto Ato stuffed the answer back into his head and obediently closed his mouth.

Listening to a foreign language is simple, but that's it.

Completely liberated, hey.

(End of chapter)