Like smoke, like a dream, suddenly, startled

Li Qingqing opened the mailbox and clicked on the homepage of Drifting Bottle.

She yawned, propped her head on her left hand, and grabbed the mouse with her right hand, clicking and looking.

She tapped the bottle she had picked up.

Since I can remember, I have been inseparable from killing words. I think if everyone has a purpose in this world, then killing is my purpose. Kill the person I want to kill the most in my life.

Li Qingqing read carefully, her breathing became longer unconsciously.

Killer!It's a killer!

Can't wait to be friends.

Watching the little penguin turn into a beating trumpet, she let out a breath, and the arc of the corner of her mouth became wider and wider.

As soon as she added him as a friend, she clicked on his avatar. His avatar is an indifferent back, and it is gray and white when online, giving people a feeling of aloofness, and inexplicably, she has a good impression of him.

Are you there?

She looked at the □□chat box, tapped on the desktop anxiously, and stared straight at the screen.

"Drip-"

Her eyes widened.

【exist】

She smiled, very happily, and sat up straight.

[Are you... a killer?

international killer

On a mission?

be it]

Sitting in front of the computer, Li Qingqing gasped, international killer!Execute the mission!She felt an inexplicable excitement.

[Convenient... tell me?can i be your friend

I am an orphan, I was raised by the leader of the international killer since I was a child, and I carried out the order. Since I can remember, I have been repeating one action-killing]

He shared a piece of music with her, which was full of sadness, mourning, and melancholy, which made her very uncomfortable listening to it.

Li Qingqing has read many novels, and is fascinated by the image of killers in the novels. They are lonely and indifferent, walking in big cities, but have no place to stay. Every time they appear, they are dressed in black. They have unpredictable eyes .

[I saw your drifting bottle, why did you say you were going to kill the person I most wanted to kill in my life?

This time the target is the international assassin leader, he killed my lover]

Li Qingqing put down the mouse, her hands were clenched tightly because of tension, the images in the movie kept appearing in her mind, looking at the few short words on the screen, her imagination ran wild.

"Drip-"

Li Qingqing came back to her senses and looked at the screen.

[Time is running out, the plane is about to take off in three hours

Is it dangerous?

Do you need help?

I am waiting for you here.

You must come back safely tomorrow. 】

She waited for a long time, but the other party hadn't responded. After checking online, she realized that the other party had gone offline.

She clicked on his space, and the black aura spread across the screen, with a killer indifference. Looking at the black stickers, her breathing became more and more rapid.

I searched around and found that there are no logs and photos in his space, just as mysterious as his identity.

She turned off his space, turned off the computer, walked around the room, and lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

She looked at the ceiling, building an image of him in her mind.

He must have had a pair of haunting ghostly eyes.

His gaze must have been extremely penetrating.

His voice must have been emotionless and cold...

She tossed and turned, her mind was full of the chat records with him and the passage in the drift bottle, she couldn't sleep no matter what, worried that he would not come back.

She rolled over and got up, turned on the computer, and stared at his head portrait.

Until the evening of the next day, her eyes were bloodshot, and she finally saw his profile picture among the online crowd.

She immediately clicked on his profile picture.

His page pops up on the computer.

【Are you OK?

seriously injured

So what to do?Shall I go to the hospital?Did you get hurt a lot?

Not familiar with the hospital, the bullet is a long-range shot, but just passed by]

The few things he said lightly made her shudder.

He sent a few photos of bullet guns, which convinced Li Qingqing of his identity as the killer.The more I worship this "international killer".

【Do you have friends?

You are the only one in this world who knows my existence]

thump thump thump thump—

[You must love your lover deeply, right?What kind of woman is she?

She is very ordinary, just like you. She was the only one who knew of my existence except the leader of the "international killer". So far, she is a little girl, as long as there is a little happiness in her life, she can be happy all day long, she works hard every day, does not covet glory and wealth, and does not love vanity]

Speaking of 'her', he seemed to have endless words, revealing his love for her between the lines, which made Li Qingqing fascinated and envious of the 'her' he said.

【You must miss her very much, right?I really envy her! 】

After waiting for 15 minutes, he never replied, and she had a bad feeling.

【are you still there?

what happened to you?

Is there something wrong with the wound?

Do you need help? 】

She sat quietly in front of the computer, and after about half an hour——

[The wound is open, no problem

can i help youwhat do you need?

Thanks, no need]

Seeing the words of thanks, Li Qingqing's affection for him deepened, and she even had the desire to rush over to help him. She opened the song he shared with her, and tears fell down while listening to it.

How lonely he is!Still injured, hold on!

【Do you have money on you?

无

Have you eaten?

No】

What should he do, what should he do!For his lover, he even risked his life to take the head of his enemy.How persistent, how sympathetic, he walks in the dark night, enduring loneliness alone!

The next day, she sat at the computer and waited for him to come online.

Looking at his head portrait, she was very worried, afraid that the wound would not stop bleeding, that the wound would become inflamed, that he hadn't eaten, and that he would be discovered by his enemies.

For several days, he didn't find out, and when she was about to call the police, thinking that something happened to him, he finally went online.

After a few more hasty words, she kept asking for his ID number, but he just didn't tell her.

The next day, she persistently asked him for his account number, and he finally couldn't stand her inquiry and told her the number.

As soon as she knew the number, she immediately turned off the computer, left the house, and ran to the bank to transfer money to him, fearing that he might have some mishaps.

In the next few days, he even rushed to Paris, just to kill the person he wanted to kill most in his life.

It's just that he went to Paris, and he didn't have any savings at all. The only thing he had was the belief in killing and the heart to fight for life.

Li Qingqing couldn't stop crying when she saw the message he sent her.

Hearing that he was wandering in Paris penniless alone, she sent some more money without saying a word.

After a few days, he finally got rid of the international leader, but he was robbed, hungry and tired, and he was staying in a strange city.

Li Qingqing directly called [-], but he was in Paris, France after all, the consumption was high, so it didn't work.

With tears in her eyes, Li Qingqing asked for his contact information. She just wanted to hear his voice and make sure he was safe.

Li Qingqing's hands kept trembling, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and dialed it.

His voice was weak like that of a dying person. Li Qingqing felt distressed and said to him, wait, I'll chip in for you.

Then hung up the phone.

Wiping the tears off his face, Li Qingqing dialed 110.

"Hey, is that the police?"

……

At this time, the 'International Killer' was sitting in front of the computer, and several stacks of hundred-dollar bills on the computer desk were rustling by the wind.

A few days later, the 'international killer' was arrested by the police, and the women who were deceived spread all over the country.

Li Qingqing went to the police station to make a record. After the record, Li Qingqing was about to leave. The policeman looked suspicious and stopped her and asked, "Miss Li, when did you find out that he is a liar?"

"At the beginning. I remember he sent me a photo of a bullet before. Unfortunately, I happened to see that photo when I was looking for inspiration in the gallery for the cover of a novel before that. He was more than a little suspicious, since It's an 'international killer' who should be afraid of exposing his identity to others, so why would he tell me my identity so easily? How can he find the time to go online?" Li Qingqing smiled at this point: "Only little girls will be deceived by him. "

"Forgive me for asking, since you know he is a liar, why did you call him more than 1 yuan?"

The smile on the corner of Li Qingqing's mouth widened, and he said: "Take him to the bait, otherwise he won't trust me, let alone give me the contact information. If I call the police from the beginning, I'm afraid he will get away. Be careful." Sex will become stronger as I call the police this time, and it will be more difficult to catch him again."

"Forgive me to be honest, he is a liar, but he has not affected your interests. Do you have any reason to set up a trap to catch him?"

"I just don't want him to make waves in China, and I don't want more girls to be victimized. Isn't there a saying that 'saving a life is worth building a seven-level pagoda', that's all."

The policeman's expression was startled, this is to invite you into the urn!Li Qingqing looks like she is only in her early twenties. It is not easy for her age to have such scheming and courage.