【Slice Group】Still in yesterday

Summary:

*They were transferred to a new location and received new mission instructions.Solby felt himself developing a low-grade fever.

They received the latest instruction from their boss that the organization was going to expand northward, and Polpo handed over the assassins to the local cadres for management.Of course, in fact, they are still the assassination team directly under the boss, they just changed the messenger.

"I don't like him," Hormaggio said bluntly after meeting with local cadres.Holmaggio has always been a good-tempered member of the team. Although he was teased by Illuso that the double was useless, he was urged to write a report by Proxieter, and he was hired by Gerardella as an electrician and responsible for inventory counting. He has never been really angry, and the relationship with everyone is still very good.She is so popular that even Meloni, who often calls herself a courtesan, feels ashamed.

But this kind of Holmaggio can give such a low evaluation of this person after meeting him for the first time, it can only be said that the other party is a veritable despicable villain.

In fact, it is not surprising.The organization has different businesses in different areas. The area where Polbo is located mainly relies on gambling and smuggling. The areas they cleared before now control the drug market. Other areas also involve fraud, prostitution, etc., of course, they also rely on protection fees And groups that do normal business to make a profit.And the place they are in, the main revenue comes from human trafficking and organ trading, which is the most despicable and anti-human business in the underground world.

"No one likes him." Proxiet took a drag on his cigarette and slowly exhaled it out the window.Their new local base is small, with a two-story residential building on the ground and a warehouse underground.When the boss issued the notice to the cadres here, he obviously concealed the real status of the assassins in the organization. Their identities to the outside world were the "superfluous" guards who had no energy to manage after Polbo was imprisoned.The cadres here obviously listened to the boss's rhetoric and regarded them as tool people who were sent by others.The new base was so shabby that Proxiet, who was the first to arrive, began to miss the previous place as soon as he put down his luggage.

"Did you see the look in his eyes? It's like giving someone a valuation." Iluso said, the man's eyes went back and forth between him and Meloni several times just now, which made his skin crawl.

"Maybe he was planning to sell us that day." Meloni said, he didn't feel scared, he had experienced this kind of scene several times.Only a young child would buy into the idea that life is priceless, that everything can be sold if the price is high enough—and human life is no exception.Just like himself, he was put on a price tag by his mother since he was born, and the price tag was a huge inheritance of a billionaire.Unfortunately, it's a man.He licks his lips.If it is a female, it must be a very high-quality maternal material.

"We don't need to communicate with him too much." Risut said firmly, "We didn't serve him, but came here to keep an eye on them." The boss's message clearly gave two instructions, On the surface, they are required to guard the local profit pipeline, and secretly instruct them to monitor the movements of the branch.Although human trafficking is not as lucrative as drug trafficking, it still makes a lot of money. What is even more frightening is that because "people" are commodities here, this business of arbitrarily dominating other people's lives can easily give people a sense of power.And this kind of arrogance will lead to rebellion, which is not what the boss wants.

"That's it for today. Let's go back and clean up, and pay attention to the situation around the place of residence." Risut handed them temporary documents and house keys, and today's meeting came to an end.

"Wait a minute." Holmaggio objected, "They arranged each of us in a different place, which is too strange." He pointed to the keys on the table, one for each person, marked on the map There are also exactly seven places that come out, scattered in various areas of the city, and each residence is separated by a certain distance.

"I have a bad feeling." Prosciutt agreed. The position he got was in a slum area, and no matter how you thought about it, it was incompatible with his image of a social elite.

"Me too. Does anyone want to change with me?" Solbey said, he felt that the other party was targeting them. "My location is in the old city, and no foreigner will live there for a long time."

"I'm in the women's apartment, Illuso, do you want to change it?" Meloni twirled the key ring with her fingers.

"Get lost." Iruso refused.

"We'd better not act alone." Gerald said after thinking for a while, "This arrangement is to separate us and prevent us from communicating. They are already wary of us."

"Where do you live?" Thorby asked him.

"Commercial district..." Gerald looked for the location on the map from the sign on the key ring. "The third floor of the apartment."

"Can I move there?" Solby knew that he would definitely agree. He and Gerald were work partners, and they needed to take care of each other in unfamiliar places.

"No problem," Gerald said.

"Is your original location very big?" Holmaggio asked, "I can live in the old town and develop informants there. I can speak with a northern accent." Before working in a casino, Holmaggio I learned all kinds of impractical skills from the guests, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

"It seems to be a suite, upper and lower floors." Solby threw the key to him, "Speaking of which, where is your cat?"

"I brought it, it's in the bag." Holmaggio replied, "Anyone want to live with me?"

"I can live in the mirror, so it doesn't matter where I live." Iluso recalled the experience of being locked in the lunch box by Hormaggio, and directly rejected him.

"Then I want to live together." Meloni stood up and sat down affectionately next to Hormagio. "I like cats the most."

"I have an acquaintance who runs a hotel here, at least I can handle it for a few nights." Proxieter stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray, "What about you, Captain?"

"I will live here."

Prosciutto sighed.

"And then stay up all night to check the bugging device, waiting for the enemy to attack? Then I will stay here too." Proxiet got up and went out to get his luggage. His car was parked in a nearby garage. Of course, the garage was rented by himself. of.

"I can help if you check the surveillance." Gerald raised his hand.

"No, Metalwork can help me. Risut looked at Holmaggio and the others and asked with his eyes.

"I don't need it either. After all, I'm also half an intelligence worker. I just use my "little feet" to find things under the table and in the cracks in the wall. "Hormaggio waved his hand.

"Then disband today, and report here tomorrow afternoon." Under Risut's order, the rest of the people picked up their luggage and took transportation to their respective locations.

Solby's hunch was correct.Gerald lives near a shopping mall, and the first floor of the apartment building is the kind of ground floor business.They are a foreigner and a foreigner, and it is really not very conspicuous to mix in this kind of place.However, the apartment manager expressed doubts about the fact that the two men lived in the one-bedroom apartment when they first moved in, and this matter was also fooled by Sorbey with the excuse of "foreign writers and his local translator". .

"I didn't expect you to have a typewriter. Are you really a writer?" When he was packing his luggage, Solbey actually took out a typewriter from the box. Gerald only heard about it , never actually seen.Solby put it on the table, and Gerald looked around it, wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it.

"My writing level is about the same as your reading level." Solbey picked up the street literature that Gerald had brought from the bed, all of them were love novels, and they were all heterosexual stories, "Aren't these all between men and women ?"

"Love is just love." Seeing that Solbey had no objection, Gerald picked up the typewriter and began to observe its mechanical structure in all directions. He replied absent-mindedly, "Anyway, it's just to pass the time. Holmaggio usually reads Shakespeare." Can you believe it?"

"I didn't expect that either." Sorby sighed, gathered together Gerald's things spread out on the bed, and took out his own clothes and put them on the bed.Solbey went to drink at Hormaggio's when he first arrived, and was surprised by the hardcover books in his apartment.This person obviously looks like a hooligan who dropped out of school, but the books in hand are full of tomes.Holmaggio explained that at first he read these books just to please the rich ladies in the casino, and cheat a little more tips with sweet words, but he didn't expect that the excellent literary works were so fascinating that he taught himself.Holmaggio's level of education was comparable to that of Proscius, who had been educated from childhood to adulthood, and was even better in terms of literary aesthetics.In contrast, Sorbey, Gerrard, and Meloni have only ordinary education, and their only strengths come from some professional knowledge in various fields.Risut and Iluso didn't receive a complete education because of their rough childhood, but because of this, these two people struggled in society and had much more practical experience than others.

On the way here, Solby had already negotiated a division of labor with Gerald, Gerrard was in charge of checking the room, and Solby was in charge of cleaning up.Now Gerald had finished his task and spread out his luggage on the bed.The good news is that he found no bugs or video recorders, and there were no suspicious people in the surrounding neighbors.

"The screws of the air outlet of the air conditioner can be unscrewed." Gerald put the typewriter back on the table and pointed to the air vent next to the cabinet. "If you wipe it clean, you can put things there."

"I'll leave it to you." Solby was arranging his and Gerald's clothes, took out the hooks from the closet, and hung them up one by one.

Gerald walked from the bed to the wardrobe, measured the distance, and moved the desk that was in the way to the window.It takes at most two seconds from the bed to the cabinet, and the untightened air outlet can be opened with a hammer, which is perfect as a place to store ammunition.However, self-defense weapons will definitely be placed by the bedside. I hope Solby is not a sleepwalking person, otherwise there will be an accident.Thinking secretly, Gerald wiped the vents clean, and put the weapon box they brought into it.

Sorbey had already put both of their clothes into the closet, and using his height advantage, raised his hand to put the suitcase on the top of the closet.After some activities, the black-haired killer seemed to feel hot, so he took off his coat, removed his murder weapon and put it on the head of the bed, sitting on the bed to rest.After the exhausting journey, Gerald was also very tired, so he also fell on the bed.

The two of them stayed quietly for a while, and as night fell, the street lights outside the window gradually turned on.Sorbey sniffed the air and broke the silence: "Get up."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Gerald was about to fall asleep, but when he called him, he stood up immediately.Solby didn't answer him, but lay down on the bed and smelled the place where Gerald had just been lying.

"...Hey, what are you doing?" Seeing that Solby frowned, Gerald shook his head and asked quickly, "Do I have a smell?" Solby is very sensitive to smell, he knows that Yes, Solbey doesn't even need to look, just by smelling it, he can guess how many people are on the opposite side, whether it's male or female.And in order to maintain this sensitivity, he can be said to have lived a rather picky life.Sorbey wears clean and neat clothes every day, his hair is neatly combed, and his face is clean-shaven, but he never smells of laundry detergent, gel water, or shaving cream, even if he just finished gun care the night before. After drinking, he would definitely not show up at the base with those smells the next day.From the point of view of an intelligence officer, Gerald admires Solby, and no one can get any information from his body odor; Can't get along.Gerard didn't know how Sauerbet had been brought up in France, but he himself had come from a large family in the country, surrounded by people, brought up on the land, the crops, the forests, the smells of animals, and he didn't have that. He is very keen, but he subconsciously likes these smells—even at work, the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood makes him very excited, but fortunately Solby doesn't hate them.

"It smells musty." Solby replied, he got up from the bed, found a spare on the upper shelf of the closet, buried his face in it and smelled it, showing a very reluctant expression, "Change it for me." He put The new sheet and quilt cover were put into Gerald's hands, and he went to remove these which were now spread on the bed.Gerald took this opportunity to smell it too. It was a freshly laundered set, and it still smelled of washing powder.

The two of them changed the bedding and tucked the weapon they had in hand under the pillow.The room was finally cleaned up, and the two of them were finally hungry, so they went to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.The owner of the restaurant seemed to be used to the upstairs residents coming down to eat, and packed food and drinks for them directly.The apartment manager probably knew the owner of the restaurant, and Gerald was talking to Solbey in a pretentious broadcast voice, so that the restaurant owner seemed to really regard him as a great writer, and added two copies to the two of them without authorization. Sorbet for dessert.So the two went back upstairs and had dinner in the dining room that came with the suite. Gerald took out the sorbet that had been stored in the refrigerator and placed it between them.

"Have some of yourself?" Gerald laughed to himself before he could finish the sentence.

Solby dug a spoonful.

"I'm pretty tasty."

Gerald thought he was dying laughing.

After the meal was over, they had to face the elephant in the room—Solby and Gerald had been busy with other things since they entered the house, trying to figure out a solution in their own busy time, But when they changed the sheets just now, both of them discovered that the big bed in the bedroom was not a big bed made of two single beds like in a hotel, but it was really a whole huge mattress, which was extremely heavy.Then sleeping becomes a problem, either two people sleep on one bed, or someone has to sleep elsewhere.

"I can sleep on the couch or the floor, I can sleep there anyway," Gerald suggested.

"Are you restless in your sleep?" Solby thought thoughtfully.

"I'm honest," Gerald replied.

"Then we can sleep together. This bed is big enough for four people." Sorbey was referring to the fact that they raided the hotel before and tied up the hostages and threw them on the bed for interrogation. At that time, the room was a big bed room. There are more than four people on it.

Gerald nodded, he didn't really want to sleep on the sofa, what's more, this place was originally for him, and it was Sorbey who proposed to live with him.But in any case, the most critical problem was solved. He went to wash up first, and used the shampoo and soap brought by Solby by the way—of course he didn’t bring it himself, and he hadn’t lived a refined life since he was a child.Gerald was a little curious about how Solby put all these things into the box.

When Solby finished washing, Gerald was already sitting on the bed and reading literature on the street stall. The bedside lamp was generously turned on, and people outside the window would definitely be able to tell that this was the bedroom at a glance.Seeing Solby go to bed and lie down, Gerald put the book aside and lay down with him. After saying good night to each other, he reached out and turned off the light.

Gerald was right, he did sleep like a rock.There was no sound, no movement, and not even much radiated temperature.After using Sorbey's toiletries, there was no smell on his body, so that Sorbey didn't realize that there was another person beside him in his sleep, and almost fell on him when he turned over.The two woke up from a sudden collision, and after confirming what happened, decided to put a pillow between them.

The next day, Sol Bell took Gerald to the supermarket and bought him scented toiletries.

The life of the assassins in the new location is very ordinary. The boss does not plan to cause any disturbance in the new area for the time being. The work assigned to them is mainly to protect the existing chain of interests.The intelligence collection for the local cadres has also been completed, and everyone has gradually become accustomed to the routine work, so that the task changes have become a rare entertainment.

Some people think this is a good thing. For example, Holmaggio, he has more time to fish and raise cats. The four cats brought here have found their partners here, and he has given birth to several litters. However, In the end, they all joined the local feral cat group, and only two were left for him as a souvenir.Meloni was also very happy as the person who delivered Holmaggio's cat, not only because of the increase in furry little things, but also because he was about to collect DNA samples of all the key people in this organization, He also found several suitable girls to be the future mother of the baby face.Gerald and Solby gradually regarded this transfer as a long-term vacation. They went out to work or hang out from time to time, or stayed in the room to write reports (Gerald said goodbye to handwriting and began to use a typewriter), and the evening routine Eat in the restaurant downstairs, listen to the boss chatting with the guests, and occasionally make up the progress of some novels to satisfy their curiosity.

On the other hand, it is the workaholics who are unhappy about this.As the vice-captain, Prosciutt took on the main responsibility of communicating with the local cadres. Although he would always be annoyed by the other party's arrogant but elusive attitude, after several times of tempering, his That set of social rhetoric has become more and more fluent, and the ability to tolerate those bastards has also improved significantly.Risut hasn't developed any hobbies in the new city, and can only exercise in the basement when he is too free.And Ilusuo simply wished that the world would be in chaos and something would happen quickly. He was in charge of tracking, either at the target or at the backbone of the branch, and was responsible for finding out their reasons.To his disappointment, those scumbags are really wicked, and they hate it, but so far the organization has asked them to hand over a lot of profits, and they have not lost any relationship they want to open up.Although the cadre was a bully and fearful snobbery, he almost wrote these three words on his face, but the organization's business is booming now, and he really didn't use his brains, and he couldn't even make a false accusation.This made Iluso feel that he was working for nothing every day and was very unhappy.

It was almost the August Festival in a blink of an eye. Of course, the assassins had no legal holiday and had to be on call at all times.But on the other hand, any non-working time is a vacation for them, so some of them have already taken two months off.They hibernate here for two months, and finally wait for a new order from the boss before the August Festival.This place is close to the northern border and is one of the hubs for smuggling, drug trafficking, and various transactions.There are many forces here, dividing the city into several parts, posing threats to each other, and maintaining the survival mode of well water not interfering with river water.As a latecomer, the organization's development plan here is simple-to gain its own place.As ambitious as the boss is, he's not foolish enough to simply expand through war.Human trafficking and organ trading are extremely risky and lucrative, so organizations use it as an entry point.Other gangsters were unwilling to get involved in this business, so they didn't hinder the organization too much from joining.The lobbyists sent by the boss threw olive branches at them, and in the past few months, they persuaded most of the gangs and organizations to cooperate, using the trafficked people for drug trafficking, prostitution, and even as a guarantee for goods, achieving a win-win situation.But just when everything was going well and the organization was about to officially settle in, the situation changed.The local government suddenly began to pay attention to the problem of the high crime rate here, increased the police force, and even dispatched special police from other places to launch surprise attacks on several major underground trading places.The situation changed too suddenly, and all parties suffered certain losses.Not long after, news came from insiders in the government that this sudden action was because some of them wanted to break the balance.A certain mafia recently got a new arms transportation route. Their status in the headquarters soared and they got military support, so they decided to expand their power and dominate the city.So they instigated government officials to clean up the gangs in order to eradicate dissidents.

For the boss, this is an opportunity.Now that someone is willing to muddle the waters and open up the possibility of a reshuffle, organizations can take advantage of this opportunity to leap forward and gain a foothold if handled properly.Now other gangsters are investigating who the traitor is, and the organization is no exception. The local small groups and big families are all united, and while they are in unison, they have also released spies to find out the identity of the traitor.But this is not enough for the boss, the organization's current position has not penetrated into the lifeblood of the city, and the more chaotic the situation is now, the more chance they have to really get the seat of the ruler here.

The rebellious forces have dual backgrounds of the family and the government. The struggle in the underground world is mainly aimed at the former, and the latest order of the boss is to destroy the government's protection for them, and pull the officials who used to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight into this bloody arena .This order is very direct, kill one of the officials, blame the traitor, and destroy the reward promised by the traitor's forces.Even if it is very obvious, it is enough to shake the trust of those corrupt officials - people who treat others as nothing must think that their lives are extremely precious, so once threatened, these soft bones will immediately turn around and run away.Human trafficking is just an emotional card played by the organization. From the day the assassination team was transferred to the front line to ambush, the boss has been waiting for this opportunity.

Hormaggio's intelligence network in the old town had received word that a restaurant had been reserved for a private meeting during the Augusta celebrations.Iluso followed this clue to find out the identities of the two parties. The betrayed gangsters and government officials each sent a team of representatives to negotiate future arrangements and remuneration.This news is still blocked for the time being, and they have spent a lot of effort to prevent this news from being known to other gangsters.The purpose of the boss is to use the government's hand to kill all the forces here. If the traitors are executed internally in advance, then the organization's wishful thinking will be defeated.

This task is not difficult, as long as the confidentiality work is done well, there is no risk in implementing it.Solby's stand-in was the most suitable for setting the blame, so it was no accident that he became the key figure in this battle, and Gerald acted as his eyes and ears, deciding when to strike for him.Holmaggio is familiar with the traffic here, and is responsible for taking Solbey and Gerald away when the task is completed or when there is a problem with the task.Illuso is in charge of listening, signaling everyone to act.The remaining three are responsible for tracking the target. Once the negotiator is killed, someone in the government will panic and prepare to retreat. Their ultimate goal is to catch the person behind the scenes and kill him, so as to shake the government and the traitors alliance.

The only problem is that the range of Solbey's stand-in "Double Delusion" is only about ten meters. If precise sensory exchange is to be carried out, this distance will have to be shortened.Therefore, he himself can neither leave the scene nor be exposed to the enemy's sight. He can only hide somewhere, and act according to the command of others under the premise that he cannot observe the manipulated object.

The person involved expressed that the captain's request was difficult for others. He is not an acrobat, so he has no ability to shoot while blindfolded.What's more, he still has to control other people's hands. If that person's body is too different from his own, it will be even more difficult.But Risut will not give in. When he sees a person's ability, he will definitely ask the other party to use it to the extreme. This is what he asks of himself.Finally, with Gerald's friendly persuasion and technical support, Solby began combat exercises.Of course, this is all for Gerald's sake. Usually, he often cancels the sound of Solby's weapon, and a lot of work is done by relying on his "backstage pass".Gerald never kept it, and Solbey was embarrassed to continue to hide it, revealing to him the usage of "dual couplet delusion".Fortunately, they have been partners for a long time, and they are used to assassinating with guns, and they have a good sense of space. After a few days of cooperation, even if Solby closed his eyes and raised his hand to shoot according to Gerrard's description, there was a high probability that he would hit the target. Target.

On the day of August Festival, Solbey and Gerrard pretended to be tourists and ambushed near the restaurant. They bumped into a gang member on the grounds of taking pictures, used a double on him, and exchanged each other's right hands.Solbey then went upstairs to make sure the man was within range, while Gerrard went across the street to observe the situation in the restaurant.Prior to this, Iluso entered the restaurant through the mirror in the restaurant's bathroom, installed a wiretapping device, and recorded the hiding places of the forces and rewards of the representatives of the two parties after the negotiations started, and informed Risut of them.When the time was right, Gerald told his partner the coordinates and angles. After a few gunshots, they completed their task and got into Hormaggio's car and left the old town.The rest of the matter was handed over to the other three people. After leaving the crime scene, the four people in the car entered the vacation mode again.

Holmaggio put Solbe and Gerrard in the business district, and then drove to Illuso's temporary residence. After the accident in the old city, it will definitely become the target of intensive investigation by major forces. He cannot go back there for the time being. Live by the side.Solby and Gerald still maintained the disguise of tourists, and simply decided to continue to be tourists for a day.There is only August Festival in France. They were busy with work at this time last year and missed it. For the first time, Solbey was in the lively atmosphere of August Festival and found that he did not hate the carnival dancing crowd.Gerald also looked very excited. He held Solby's arm in one hand to prevent being scattered by the crowds, and held the camera in the other hand, pointing the lens at the feathers on people's hats, the wreaths on their chests, and the sky. Color bars, and finished shooting a roll of film in a hurry.For a stand-in whose ability is to cancel out voices, Gerald's penchant for boisterous environments is remarkable.They were caught in the midst of the parade revelers, singing and laughing, passing the restaurant they used to eat, passing the square with the fountain, walking the main street they had walked before and the main street they hadn't. Over and over again, my feet hurt, and I went back to the apartment the next night.They ate a lot on the side of the road, and when they came back, they were given a bottle of wine by the apartment manager.The kind old woman drank with the guests in the restaurant on the first floor. Under the instigation of the drunks, she climbed onto the table and danced with the strength of the wine and singing.

Solby looked at them, shook his head helplessly, and walked up the stairs with a smile.He couldn't remember the last time he enjoyed a festival. In France, people celebrate festivals, and there are as many festivals in France as in Italy, but he is a killer, and he should have missed such days.

At night, when the lanterns come on, the city is outlined by the lanterns.A bonfire was raised in the square not far away, and dancing figures were reflected on the surrounding walls.Sorbey was standing on the balcony with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. The night breeze could take away the smell of smoke, which was great.Gerald walks over with two glasses of wine and a camera around his neck.He stubbed out the cigarette, took the glass, and took a sip. It wasn't a good wine, but it wasn't bad either.Gerald put the mug on the flower bed, replaced the camera with fresh film, and took a few night shots.

Solby didn't realize he was staring at Gerald until he turned and pressed the shutter in his face.A click brought the black-haired killer back to reality.

Solby froze.Gerald looks away from the camera and looks like he's pulled a trick.

He quickly looked away and drank the wine as if nothing happened.This wine is really bad, he thought, it tastes like a low fever.The body is slightly dry and hot, dizzy, the heart beats rapidly, and even the fingertips can feel the contraction and relaxation of the blood vessels.

"Are you okay?" He vaguely heard Gerald's question, so he turned to look at him.Gerald's cheeks and neck were flushed from the alcohol.

"I have something to show you." Solby turned and entered the bedroom, the night wind failed to clear his mind, he decided to follow his own feelings.

Gerald put the camera on the table and sat on the bed with Solby.They sat facing each other, and Solbey called out the substitute, and raised his hand to touch his face.

"You'll feel a little dizzy at first, but you'll be fine soon." Perhaps because his cheeks were so hot right now, Solby's hands looked a little cold, and his hands went up to cover Gerrard's left With a quick glance, Gerald probably guessed what he was going to do, so he closed his eyes.

"You can open it."

Gerald opened his eyes, but felt only the gaze of the right eye.Solby still sat before him, his left eye closed, and he exchanged his and Gerald's left eyes.

"Close your eyes now."

Gerald closed his eyes, but there was no darkness in front of him. Solby opened his left eye, and he saw himself in Thorby's eyes.

Notes:

*I'm glad if you guys can feel the romantic element【【【【【【

*In case the final writing is not clear enough, let me explain a little bit what Sorbey did in the end [it is my fault]:

First of all, in this story, the fabricated Sorbey's substitute ability is "sensory exchange".

Solby and Gerald exchanged the vision of the left eye, so if both eyes are open, what they see will be a very confusing picture: half of their own vision + half of the opponent's vision

So Thorbey closed the exchanged left eye (corresponding to Gerald's left eye vision), and Gerald, who opened both eyes, could only see the right eye vision.

At this time, what Solbe saw was a chaotic vision, but he was used to it.

Then Gerald closed his eyes, Solby opened his left eye, and Gerald saw the vision of his left eye, seeing himself from Solby's point of view.

【【【【I think this is quite romantic】【【【【【【【

*The reason why the boss took such a big detour is actually mainly to save costs and kill people with a knife. Anyway, the organization is not in the new area.There is another reason, which I will talk about in the next chapter, probably because the pineapple is getting into trouble and dare not make a fuss【【【

*In fact, I also prepared a complete record of their actions, including the handsome operation of the captain and the eldest brother to hijack the car, but I suddenly remembered that this is a sorbet/gelato article, and the eldest brother has too many scenes, so I didn’t write it [

*I don’t know how to write about falling in love, I’m a good cook【【【