[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

After turning the key to unlock the door, Fu Chou re-acclimated to the evening when the door was opened and there was no smell of oily smoke, and he saw dark men in black indoors.

Due to the limited space in the living room, seven or eight men with big arms and round waists stood around the kotatsu, and the scene was quite warm.

There was someone behind the door who wanted to cover his mouth, Fu Chou dodged to the side, and raised his hand: "Wait."

This group was very polite, and Fu Chi didn't resist, allowing him to go to the cabinet to get the cigarette case.

"Did you watch the news?"

The leader looked at Fu Chou coldly. He opened the cigarette case, took out a blue cigarette from the half-closed cigarette with blue and white cigarette holders, and lit it.

"I understand that your congressman suddenly wants to attack me after such a long time. After all, the cost of the campaign will not be small, and all my gold is far from the nearly [-] tons of mediocrity in the court."

Here are a few rich people who have seen Mr. Enoda around.

"A total of [-] tons of gold is stored in the Federal Reserve Bank of New York, which is known as the largest vault in the world."

When the leader came here temporarily, he didn't hear how much wealth this smoking man meant. If he got it, who would he use his life for?

Just as it was shaking, Fu Chou watched five emerald green wisteria leaves falling from the upstairs outside the balcony window. He was accidentally choked by the smoke and coughed continuously, as if his lungs had been corroded by tobacco.

Fuchou proposed to go to the bathroom. The man looked at Fuchou as if he was looking at a moving gold mountain. They had inspected the house inside and out, and the bathroom had no windows. He didn't worry about people running away. Send someone to follow.

Fukuo locked the bathroom door, opened the toilet tank and took out Akashi's gift. Putting things that take up water displacement in it is Ukyo's concept of water conservation. The knife made of precious metal does not rust and does not lose its sharpness.He fumbled and ripped the wallpaper from the wall opposite the bathtub, opened the hidden closet, took out the folding ladder and put everything back together.

The ladder leaned against the ceiling vent two meters to the right of the wall. He bit his knife and climbed up, pushing away the seemingly flat and seamless ceiling.

Pulling up the ladder upstairs, Fu Chou's movements were skillful, fast and methodical. A person in the same clothes as him was unconscious on the sofa. He walked over and cut off the person's neck.

The head landed on the floor and spun around twice before rolling to the feet of the third person present.Ukyo, who was carrying a seven-inch pawnbox, intentionally avoided the head, and stepped forward to open the box.

"It was right to send it to you in advance."

Now they can already hear the sound of doors breaking downstairs and a series of disturbances and conflicts.

"Who knows why they are more anxious than me." He picked up the only wagashi in Nuoda's box, "Stingy."

"As soon as I made it, my younger brother snatched it all up."

"I can go on the road now." Fu Chou handed the handle of the knife to You Jing.

You Jing contacted a few gangsters who were interested in hundred tons of gold and sold their addresses and work and rest time for rich rewards, and there were more than one or two who chose to act first tonight. Melee.

Fushouxuan's floor and apartment design are outstanding, and the fisherman Ukyo, who is familiar with the place, can take advantage of the chaos and leave to send the last contents of the bento box to the Mizubu.

Atobe felt that he had done too much, so he simply took a look at Fushou's face, and asked Ukyo to pay you for the transfer.

Not being tested for DNA is not a matter of carelessness, as long as this face dies in the face of his identity, even if he admits defeat, he will finally have an answer to his father.

……

Ukyo exhaled into the mirror of the washstand, and wiped off the soap scum on it.

He took out the pocket of his next coat to be washed, the smell of alcohol was still obvious after a night, and some places had broken threads that needed to be mended.

The hand found a card in the left inner pocket, which was a photo.

It was taken in the amusement park, Meihui next to Donald Duck was holding a half-melted ice cream with a stiff smile.

The door of the bathroom was pushed open suddenly, and Fu Chou went straight to the laundry basket.

After a while, he squatted there, pressed his stomach with one hand, covered his forehead with the other, and finally stood up on his knees.

"Throw it away for me."

Youjing was in a state of confusion as he held the photo.

"Wait, you treat her...then why are you bothering?"

Fufu stumbled, the hangover and the dizziness from waking up forced him to lean against the door frame, his back slightly hunched.

"Do you believe in God?"

"what?"

"As long as I come up with an amount, a wish can be fulfilled. I can't stop. She and her book helped me get the amount together."

"What are you anxious about?" You Jing didn't understand.

Fuzuo turned to face him: "Didn't you also negotiate with Atobe that day in the amusement park? That person is quite far-sighted, and Akashi's lesson is also vigilant enough. He will take my salary from the bottom of the pot before I get rid of Atobe."

You Jing threw off his wet clothes, and a series of water droplets hit the ground in a hurry. He held up the photo at Fucho.

"So, between Atobe and Meihui, between the hard-to-eat monster and the weak and innocent, you chose the safer bully?"

Wealth is beyond words.

"I didn't refuse. I want to find out his purpose and specific actions, but I won't be able to tell right from wrong. Even if I break up with you one day, it will be limited to deciding the winner. It is definitely not to destroy you, let alone I am so self-righteous that I want to be an envoy of justice to sanction you."

Ukyo said that day that he saw Shimizu, but in fact it was Atobe who had contacted him several times before.

"The most interesting thing about what you said is that you asked me to be your assistant at the beginning because you were sure that I was a hypocrite, Arnold who had bad intentions at the beginning of joining, and would definitely betray one day... Don't you think you are too smart?"

The sarcasm was sharp and the tone was raised. This usually tepid person became agitated without being deliberately provoked by him. Fuchao only said: "I need to betray."

"If you want me to betray you, well, please bid."

You Jing was extremely angry, and also felt an unknown pain.

"I'm not as easy to deal with as you think."

He looked straight at You Jing for a moment, and said in a fully conscious state, "You really like me."

You Jing turned his head noncommittally, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

"Strange, what do you like about me?"

He knows that the rich reward is not very good, his life is taken care of by him, and his career has not taught him well.

"Then let's use this bid." Fuchao casually tore off his collar, "Go to bed?"

He walked towards the silent man, and unbuttoned the skirt from top to bottom as he had to do in the past to achieve the necessary purpose.

"Still here?"

You Jing turned his face unbearably, and saw his indifferent expression and the bloodline on his neck, and stretched out his hand involuntarily, touching the thin shallow scar on Fucho's neck.

How can there be such a person, fragile and fragile yet firm and calm, with terrible contradictions.

The water droplets fell slowly, and the sound of hitting the floor tiles approached the sound of raindrops falling into a pool of water.

You Jing picked up his skirt, buttoned him one by one, straightened the collar, smoothed the wrinkles, then put his hands behind his back, and pressed him into his arms.

"Stop it."

He said he couldn't stop, that was the problem, he had to stop.

Even if he wanted Meihui's copyright, there was no need to force her to death, Youjing saw this photo and realized that the truth was that he was afraid that he would fall in love with Meihui, or even fell in love with her, so he killed her.

He insists on destroying himself, even if salvation is close at hand, he can be saved by holding that hand, he will cut off that hand with a knife, cutting off all possibility of being redeemed, he is immersed in a certain emotion or mission I can't extricate myself, I'm already crazy.

"You are not the first person to persuade me to stop."

Fufu's face was on his shoulder, and for a moment, he mistook this warm and generous embrace for Katya, or even his father, and couldn't help but raise his hand to hug him back.

His understanding of kissing and sex started from the exchange of interests. He had seen a lot of men and women, and this person was the one who wanted him the most and didn't want him the least.

After a while of silence, he heard Ukyo sighing above his head.

"How do I betray?"

Fufu smiled.

"You don't know how much I hate you, a person with a smooth sailing, a sound personality and a happy family, but I can't stop liking you."

"It's not so happy, we are a reorganized family, and when we were running in, we were also flying around..."

"They're all alive, aren't they?" Fuchou said, "It's not like a group of robbers broke into your house one day and killed your family and everyone you knew. The ground was full of broken bodies, and the blood covered the feet."

You Jing was stunned, he hesitated to speak.

"You may think you know something, no, don't sympathize with me or try to give me a hand, persuade me to let go, think about it, I can't do it."

No one can persuade him to move him, nor can he influence him.

But that photo, he wouldn't want to throw it away.

……

Akashi is waiting outside the New York Fed vault.

You Jing inserted the short knife left by Fucho into the gap between the gold bricks of Gao Jinqiu, one person, and then took out the Christmas present. The pendant engraved with an unknown foreign language was hung on the handle of the knife.

He said that all the gold can be taken away through this thing, provided that the gold he earns belongs to him, and Ukyo believes him no matter what.

Walking out of the vault, he asked Akashi head-on, what benefits Fufu gave you to make you do this.

Youjing replied that no matter the news of the rich reward or the head, it is worth enough.

Akashi thought of the dagger he entrusted to Midorima, and Midorima would be much more competent as an actor than Kise, so he shouldn't have given Kise so many roles and let him get into the drama so deeply.

In short, Akashi can still help with insignificant favors.He asked Fu Chou what he said when he left, and You Jing told him no.

"I'm not coming back. Finally I want to tell you not to lose heart and be a good lawyer."

He put the handle of the knife in Ukyo's hand, and glanced at Nishimoto's head on the ground by the way, the face was the same as his own, it looked really weird.

"Fairness and justice are worth pursuing. Even if you can't change anything, you can still dream of it. Reality is not an excuse for depravity."

Facing Youjing's reaction as if he heard Jesus advocating science, he smiled and kissed Youjing's cheek and lips without any ambiguity.

"I know I'm not qualified to tell you this."

He was probably infected by Meihui's idealism, so he would say such empty words, maybe he has always been an irrational visionary.

However, he tied Xiben, made his face into his own, and imprisoned him upstairs. One day, he falsely announced his assets, which caused the incident to be revealed, and cut off the head of this innocent man to earn the last sum. Such a person.

"So you have to remember how I was disqualified from talking about my dreams."

From the beginning to the end, he didn't say what wish he would exchange so much gold for, or what he would do when he left.

Also he said that his original name was not rich pay.

The name changed must have some meaning.

If it is a Chinese name, rich, salary, pay...

revenge?