[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

Based on just a few sporadic conversations, maybe Qianqiu is still not sure.But she saw the restless expression on Mr. Kusakabe's face, which was completely different from this mansion with its steady stream of water.It's been like that ever since I left Mr. Hibari's room.

...seems to be a very tricky thing.

She thought so, but secretly made a decision.As long as you know, then just let her and Ling touch the medicine bottle at the same time...

"Ling, can you do me a favor?" Opening the door of the room, Qian Qiu looked at the boy lying on the ground lazily reading comic books in the room, and softened his voice.

"What, what?" The boy lying on the ground rolled around and sat up, holding the comic book on top of his head, as if listening attentively.

"Just now I heard that Mr. Skylark and Mr. Kusakabe seem to be in a dilemma about something, and they can't find the source, so I want to help them. Just touch it... This will reduce a lot of burden..." Qianqiu somewhat Stumblingly describing the fragmentary conversations before, Mr. Skylark's deep and displeased eyes can't help appearing in his mind.

It would be nice if I could bear a little burden, just a little.Doesn't Mr. Skylark have to worry about this?Even though that person put on an indifferent appearance, Qianqiu could hear a little impatience in his words.Qianqiu, who was filled with the troubles of the other party, could only think about what he could do for Mr. Hibari to relieve his worries.

"Sister. Didn't you say, just look at it?" Ling frowned again, and his warm amber eyes condensed dissatisfaction, "Besides, that fellow Skylark can definitely solve it by himself, don't worry about it gone."

"But, but..."

Qian Qiu felt powerless to Ling's rebuttal, it was indeed her who spoke first.But after seeing the slightly distressed atmosphere of the other party, all the words he said before were thrown into the back of his mind.Wanting to help, wanting to do something for Mr. Skylark——Thoughts like this grew in my heart little by little, swallowing up rationality little by little.

"By the way... I heard it's about Gretel... that's not..." Qianqiu paused, but didn't finish the rest. ——Isn’t that the culprit who wiped out the Rossi family and killed his parents?With such a mood, she hoped to encourage Ling to explore the truth together. If she could see something, would she be able to resolve these matters early and return to a peaceful life?

Ling obviously knew her mood swings at the moment, then he gritted his teeth, threw the comic book on the ground angrily, raised his calm eyes that were not the same as usual, "Sister, your mind is full of thoughts now. It’s Skylark, whoever is the other party is fine, as long as you wait, it’s too ridiculous to use it as a reason to cover up. You can’t go on like this, anyway, I won’t agree.”

The boy who has always been careless and stubborn, now refute Qianqiu's thoughts in an orderly manner.Every word struck her heart like a shock to her sensibility.Even so, she still stretched out her hand, gently tugged at the corner of Chi Ling's sleeve, and raised her watery eyes, "Just this time, okay?"

It would be nice if I could share a little bit, if I could help with something.Qianqiu, who has been to Mr. Yunque's room three times a day, is very aware of the pressure brought by complicated affairs.Even Mr. Skylark, who can come and go freely and is not restrained, must be forced to bear the brand of Vengley and share the heavy responsibility.

And Qianqiu also knows that although Mr. Skylark never admits these fetters, he actually cares about Peng Lie more than anyone else. things.The subtle changes in the complexion in the morning and late at night, sometimes full of energy, sometimes slightly tired, and sometimes a faint blue color under the eyes due to busy tasks, these are all things that cannot be brought back after a short rest, and Qianqiu can only do as much as possible Supplement.

And Qianqiu, who has made up his mind, doesn't want to see such a thing happen again.

What used to be duty... now it's pity.Bit by bit of tiredness twisted in my heart, and the slight pain was like a needle prick.

"No!" Ling closed his eyes, shook his head fiercely, folded his arms around his chest and pursed his lips.

Qian Qiu gently shook his sleeves again, as if coquettishly, "Please... Ling."

Even though his eyes were closed, Ling could still feel the slightly burning eyes of his elder sister with expectation and longing.He helplessly narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at Qianqiu.The other party was looking at him with coquettish and cute eyes, like a little hamster with innocent eyes.

The skylark is the only one left in my sister's eyes!Even so, I only want to help others—the sister who is in love, the water that was thrown out.Ling couldn't help feeling even more annoyed, feeling an unprecedented hostility toward that man who seemed to be inhuman, but he was helpless.No matter who it is, if you like someone, you want to do more unconditionally.

He puffed his mouth, like a puppy whose bones had been robbed, and closed his eyes angrily.

"Ling..."

"Just this time!"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I cook what you like every day for you to eat..."

"How about pork cutlet bowl for dinner? Hamburger meat is fine too! Or ramen?... Well, or else I'll ask Kusakabe-san to make sukiyaki, all beef."

The words of prayer startled Mixiu, who was taking a nap beside him, drooling as if he understood it, and flicking his tail fawningly.

Ling suddenly felt a little hungry.It was obviously not long after lunch.

He sighed, opened his eyes angrily, and then stretched out his hand to compare a number, "It's agreed, two big pieces of pork chops!...Ah no, three yuan!"

……

When he came to the door of Mr. Yunque's room, Qian Qiu seemed to muster up his courage and knocked on the door.

But no one responded.

After waiting for a while, there was still no response.

"Is there no one...?" Qian Qiu murmured quietly, glanced at Ling, and then opened the door.

Indeed the room was empty.

But fortunately, the medicine bottle was still placed on the table, untouched or put away.It seems that the owner of the room is only temporarily away.

"Excuse me." Qian Qiu bowed lightly to the air, then quietly walked into the room with Ling.

"It's this little thing?" Ling pouted, seemingly disdainful.

Qian Qiu nodded and stretched out his hand.With the mood of wanting to know everything, she and Ling touched the bottle body with her fingertips with some trepidation.The slightly cool glass texture has been reaching from the fingertips to the heart, which made her feel chills.

Such an inexplicable trembling made her suddenly regret a little, but memory fragments swept in like a flood, and it was obviously too late.

"Number 213 is not breathing."

His fingers touched the arteries in his neck, and his heartbeat was gone.The man wearing the mask only showed his calm eyes, as if the death in front of him had nothing to do with him.

The man who was hung on the wall was obviously already emaciated, and his protruding eyeballs seemed to be still interpreting the fear and pain of his life.The deep red slowly flowing from the lips and the numerous scars on the body all testify to the cruel things that happened here.

"...Number 214 doesn't work either."

The man who looked like a scientific researcher walked to the side of the man called "No. 13" with a blank expression, looking at another body that was hung... now it should be called a corpse.

"Throw it out, throw it away, and try another one."

Apparently the person beside No. 14 was extremely anxious, his wandering eyes and crazy movements all expressed the overwhelming fear at the moment, and his hysterical behavior seemed to be insane.

"Please...please—! I am willing to be a horse! Please let me go...!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

The sharp and cold needle tip pierced into the medicine bottle, and a small amount of medicine liquid was drawn out.The cold liquid overflowed a little on the tip, as if it could reflect the distorted and terrifying face of the person shackled to the wall at the moment.Tears and saliva were intertwined, like a powerless plea for mercy.

The struggle of his hands and feet caused the cold and hard shackles to leave a shocking scarlet on his skin.The blood stains on the tattered clothes made people feel frightened.What is even more chilling is that the moment the needle penetrates the skin, it seems that the small sound of the sharp cutting surface tearing the flesh can be heard.And the look of that person who was helpless but desperately struggling was like a cold wind wrapping around his heart little by little, slowly eroding the warmth.

And the middle-aged man behind him watched all this quietly, his eyes were like poisonous snakes entangled on his skin, sliding across the chilling shadow.Calmly, indifferently, just looking at everything that happened in front of him indifferently.

Just from the expression of the experimental subject, one can know that this drug is definitely not something that can cure people.

The opposite of--

Like some kind of human experiment—

"'Qinglan' has been injected." The man in white robe respectfully bowed to the middle-aged man who was watching everything with cold eyes.He wiped off the drug left over from the injection, cleaned up everything at the scene, and then took off the rubber gloves in his hand.

"Thank you... this time, I don't know if it will be different."

"Don't..." Qianqiu covered his head in pain, trying to forget the painful struggle just now.It was like the despair of dying, and even the detailed pain seemed to be stuck in his own arm, so immersive and real.

Even the disgusting taste of mixed medicine and blood seems to linger in the nose.She just watched, and could only watch.

Ling was not much better than Qianqiu, but as a man, he had to hold on to his trembling body.He covered his mouth desperately, trying to suppress the nausea of ​​vomiting.

All the chaos is like driving a train, and it is quickly deduced in my mind.I can't catch it, but it's really scary.

They saw the man marked as No. 215 move his fingertips, then raised his bloody face, his eyes were deep and terrifying.The great pain caused the teeth to be shattered, mixed with bloody flesh and blood, and it looked abnormally frightened.

With other tidy corpses shackled in giant labs, it's like a grotesque corpse party.Some of the corpses were already in dilapidated condition, but there were still living experimenters struggling, and those who were insane even hit their heads against the wall, causing red and white to stick together.

But No. 215 did not die, but it looked different.

"Ugh..." Qianqiu finally couldn't bear the information that exploded in his head, rushed out of the room, and ran all the way back to his bedroom.Ling seemed to be unable to bear the huge mental blow, and rushed back to the bedroom with his sister, and opened the door of the bathroom.

The incomplete food at noon was mixed with the acid water in the stomach, which seemed to prove how powerful the scene just now was to ordinary people.

At least Qianqiu and Ling don't want to see red and meaty things for the time being.

Sure enough, I couldn't promise my sister from the beginning——

Let’s forget about pork cutlet bowls——

Thinking this way, Ling pressed the button of the toilet, then remembered the appearance of raw pork, and couldn't help but leaned down and vomited again.

Absolutely can't let my sister get any closer to Hibari!

He looked back at the chestnut-haired woman who buried her head in the sink, and frowned deeply.

That world is indeed too dangerous.

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