On the other side of the same time, on the edge of the city in the southwest corner of Poland City, the windy wind was finally hitting the brakes after a three-and-a-half-hour drive.

If it weren't for the remoteness of the bell tower, and the complicated road conditions that caused Feng Beifu to get lost a few times, he might have been able to arrive an hour earlier.

Closing the car door with a heavy face, Feng Waiter turned his head to look at the old bell tower, which was a little too tall.

The dilapidated wall skin was crumbling in the air at an altitude of nearly 100 meters, and the wind was ready to bury without any doubt that if those things fell, they could instantly blow their heads off.

A few minutes earlier, Feng had hung up Li Xiaonan's phone, and on the edge of the city, he had learned about the fire that had broken out in a church in Poland through the relays of Li Xiaonan.

"The place of destiny...", Wind Waiting Burial whispered to himself, "Is it a tailor-made puzzle for Tamel..."

"Now that the 'agreed place' has been confirmed, I will definitely gain something from this trip." Feng Beifu thought, stretched out his hands and shook the somewhat messy collar, and then stepped on the black leather shoes that were no longer neat, and walked steadily towards the dilapidated bell tower.

“...”

Bypassing most of the bell tower, Feng Beifu finally found the door of the bell tower.

In contrast to the overall dilapidated style of the bell tower, the doors of the bell tower have clearly been replaced, with new wooden doors embedded in the curved walls, like bait for demons to invite travelers into a trap.

The moment he found the wooden door, Feng Beifu was sure that he was in the right place, maybe the bomb would not be planted in this deserted place, but there must be a clue about the second bomb here.

Exhaling heavily, Feng Beifu walked to the wooden door, reaching out and grasping the ring on one side of the wooden door, intending to open the door that seemed to be imprisoned by the devil.

In the next moment, there was no sound of the wooden door being opened, but the movement of the wind waiting to be buried and pulling the ring froze—due to the angle, after he approached the door, he caught a glimpse of a dark shadow on the other side of the bell tower...

That's a car...

"Maybach," said Wind Waiter, holding the ring on the wooden door, muttering to himself.

"Yes, brother, I should have parked it a little farther away." An answering voice came from inside the wooden door: "But 'Huaixu' is wearing high heels, and she doesn't want to go too far." ”

Listening to the familiar and unfamiliar voice, Feng Beifu's body stiffened, and reflexively pulled open the half of the wooden door on the side of the ring.

At the same time, the other half of the door was also opened from the inside, and the pale cheeks that were the same as those of the wind to be buried appeared in the door, and the white candle sunflower was still wearing the fisherman's hat that was "extremely ugly" in the eyes of the wind to be buried.

“...”

The reunion of the "Petrarch Twins" after five years came unexpectedly, at least Feng Beifu never thought that he would face each other here.

The two brothers each held half a wooden door.

The new wooden door looked out of place against such a bleak backdrop, as if it were a rule-breaking door, and Petrarch's brotherly bond had allowed them to pass through the curse of time.

"It's a brother's bond."

Wind waits for burial to think of the words he made five years ago when he pressed the head of the white candle sunflower to his mind for no reason.

"Long time no see." White Candle Aoi reached out with her other hand to support the somewhat slanted bucket hat on her head, and the cow-shaped ring on her index finger was still visible in the shadows.

The voice of the white candle sunflower continued to be heard from under the bucket hat: "My brother. ”

Looking at the side face of White Candle Aoi becoming mature, Feng Beifu realized that maybe he would not be able to become a member of the "church" in his life, and it was not the sense of justice that had almost dissipated that maintained him standing here, but his younger brother, White Candle Aoi.

If the reason why Li Xiaonan can't fall is because of these thousands of ordinary people, then the reason why Feng Bei can't fall doesn't actually come from his almost crazy pride, but only from one person.

"Aoi has grown up." The wind waited for the funeral to bend his eyes in response.

The midday sun hung high above the wind-buried, and his shadow took on a small circle beneath him.

One of them stands in the light.

"My brother is not around, so I naturally have to learn to take care of myself." White Candle Aoi replied with a smile: "Brother don't worry, the boss is very good to me, he told me..."

After a slight pause, Bai Candle Aoi's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp: "I can do whatever I want." ”

"I can even be myself..."

"Brother."

Staring at the eyes of the white candle sunflower, Feng Beifu leaned against the half-door he had opened earlier, took out a cigarette from the pocket of his suit jacket and put it in his mouth, and after inhaling hard, he buried his face in the smoke and said, "How did I not find out that my brother is a criminal genius." ”

Looking at the white candle sunflower who was about to open his mouth, Feng Beifu continued in a grim tone: "So this is what you really want to do. ”

"Standing in the shadows, hands stained with blood."

White Candle Kui shook his head: "Sure enough, my brother doesn't understand me." ”

"But that's okay."

"You'll get it sooner or later..."

Before the words fell, Feng Beifu fiercely snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand and punched Bai Candle Kui in the face.

The fisherman's hat fell from the top of White Candle Aoi's head to the ground, and in a hurry, White Candle Aoi did not fight back, but held the hat tightly in his arms with his fist against the wind.

"I'm not the type of person who can indulge certain things." Feng Beifu punched Bai Candle Kui in the face again and again: "So when my brother makes a mistake, I won't condone you either, or..."

"Shielding and covering up your mistakes."

"I'll just wake you up, White Candle Aoi."

"At that time I really thought I was different from everyone else because I knew what you really wanted to do."

"I can still recall the joy of that moment today."

"No one has ever stopped you from being yourself, no one..."

"Heh..."Feng Beifu stopped his movements, put his right hand on his face and smiled bitterly: "I can't imagine that the first person who deceived me was actually not the immortal chess of 'Huaixu'..."

"It's you."

White Candle Aoi curled up on the ground, the fisherman's hat tightly guarded by him, he gasped and continued his previous words: "But not today..."

Hearing this, Feng Beifu trembled and raised his fist again.

The moment he waved his right hand, a blinding red light shone precisely on his right eye from top to bottom.

"That's the end of the drama of the brother's reunion, the wind is waiting to be buried."

A beautiful female voice sounded from the megaphone in the bell tower, echoing in the cylinder space of nearly 100 meters.

After stumbling, Feng Beifu quickly raised his head to find the source of the light, and at this time, he could see the entire layout of the bell tower through the red pillar of light that seemed to reach the sky—the first floor was flanked by two spiral iron staircases, which connected the ground to the top of the bell tower. The design of the entire bell tower is a hollow cylinder, and along the two staircases a small iron door appears from time to time for people to enter and exit.

And on the top floor, there must be the heavy bell, which the former bell-ringers would ring on the hour...

"Boom...."

When the wind was waiting to look up, the bell was struck.

The sound of the bell, which should have been melodious, became a little restless inside the bell tower, and the loud sound shook the entire dilapidated bell tower, and the sound of the wall falling to the ground came from outside the wooden door.

Looking at the red pillar of light that was also shaking constantly, Feng Beifu slowly approached the white candle sunflower curled up on the ground.

"Bang!"

The sound of a sniper rifle ringing out in an empty and semi-enclosed space was like a C4 explosive exploding in front of your eyes.

The wind that had been hit hard again on his ears was about to die, and a spark appeared a meter in front of him.

"You can't take him with you."

The woman's voice rang out from the megaphone again: "Saraville said that the person who came here would be you." ”

"He really understands people's hearts better than I do."

"So he gave up his driver to me, after all, the person who found the hidden clue deserved to be rewarded."

"But it looks like you're not happy with the gift, and the wind is waiting to be buried."

"But you have to be clear, the moment White Candle Aoi got the ticket five years ago, he was no longer a member of the 'Petrarch Twins'."

"He's now 'Cyanosis' – representing the second month of the year."

"So I'm sorry, I'm going to have to bring Saraville's driver back intact, and he probably doesn't want a new driver just yet."

Listening to Su Man's words, Feng Beifu met the red pillar of light shining on his chest, stepped over the bullet marks on the ground, and still walked silently towards the white candle sunflower.

In the next second, Feng Beifu stopped staring at the red light that fell on the white candle sunflower's chest, and raised his head to look at the end of the pillar of light—on one side of the spiral staircase, there was a faint black shadow.

"But it's not that it can't be changed." Suman said in due course: "I think my driving skills are also good. ”

After a few minutes of silence, Feng Beifu reluctantly took a few steps back and said, "I know you can hear me. ”

"Of course. Any additional commands, Petrarch. ”

"Let's start, 'Ji Xia's gamble."

As the words of the wind fell, the red pillar of light disappeared into the darkness.

Suman seemed to be pacing up the stairs, the sound of his high heels falling to the ground echoing in the ears of the wind.

As if the words were ready, Suman paused and said, "Don't make a mistake about it, the wind is waiting for the burial." You're already in the game, aren't you? ”

"The gamble of 'Huaixu'... The most cherished things..."

"I don't know if you'll be glad that my methods are much more 'merciful' than Saraville's."

"At least the white candle sunflower has lived well in the past five years."

Su Man raised the corners of her mouth and said, of course she couldn't see the wind that clenched her fists again at this time.

"This gamble is just an invitation from 'Ji Xia' to the 'Sword of the Last Light'. And you..."

"Detectives, you can even quit."

"Because you don't have the chips to get into today's game..."

As the echoing footsteps faded away, Su Man's tone changed, and he continued, "It's not completely nothing..."

"There's only one way to force your way in, or risk your lives, or..."

"Something more important than life."

"As far as I know, those two have reached the Tower of Truth at this moment, and they are gambling with their lives."

"And Tamel... Fools... Heh~"

"He got into the game with his justice and kindness."

"Such a lively moment, I don't think you want to miss it, right, after all, the truth is really only one step away from you."

"Let's use the second reunion of the 'Gemini' to enter the game, and the wind is waiting to be buried."

"Maybe you don't care where the bomb is or how many people it will hurt..."

"But I suppose, your brother, you must want to see him again..."

The voice fell, and the loudspeaker heard the sound of "zizi" electricity, and they were destroyed.

At the same time, the white candle Aoi, who had been curled up earlier, stood up at some point, blood puffing from the corners of his mouth, put the fisherman's hat back on his head, and silently brushed shoulders with the wind waiting to be buried.

"We'll see you again, brother."

White Candle Aoi pushed open the wooden door of the bell tower and said without looking back: ""SpongeBob SquarePants and His Friends" is really good, I envy him. ”

“...”

Wind Waiting for Burial still stands in the dark, recalling the words of White Candle Aoi when she was parting - if White Candle Aoi was still watching that animation... So why is the little Aoi who met me today the little Aoi who "did herself"...

As I pondered, the sound of the vehicle's engine sounded outside the bell tower.

At the same time, the iron door next to Suman's location was pushed open with a "squeak", and a beam of light shone into the bell tower from it, enveloping the body of the wind to be buried.

"Fuck, why are you sinking this door so much..."

Suman's shouting and scolding could be heard vaguely, and the white glider spread out on the platform outside the iron gate, and Suman's figure disappeared from the sight of the wind without any stop.