Where did the last story go?
That's right, the innkeeper's daughter found the impoverished businessman who was robbed of his business by the rich businessman, and persuaded him to kill the guy who seduced the rich businessman with sweet words. The logic is a bit strange, but fortunately, the innkeeper's daughter has enough smart With a logical mind and a matching eloquence, it was difficult to seduce the businessman who had been insane for several days.
He went to buy a knife and wrapped himself tightly with only two eyes exposed. Although this dress is a bit strange in this season, it doesn't matter, no matter what he wears in this city, he won't be so eye-catching .
The whereabouts of the rich businessman are not very difficult to track, and it is not very difficult to track him. This man's vigilance is so poor that people can't help but wonder how he survived those malicious approaches of assassination and kidnapping. , the businessman was far behind him, feeling that he could kill him with a casual move.
Well, you read that right, the unlucky businessman didn't go to the boy at all, even though he was fainted by the innkeeper's daughter at that time, he was already awake when he bought the knife.
Why did he want to kill that little guy? There is no benefit other than sending himself to prison. Even if this incident can make the rich businessman feel heartbroken, he can't see it.
Then it's better to kill the culprit.
He carefully selected the most convenient knife, hired the best craftsman in the city to sharpen it, the silver light on the tip of the knife was very beautiful, like the reflection of the knight's armor in the sun, honestly It illuminated his thin and ugly face.
The businessman laughed happily. He couldn't wait to see the man's terrified expression. This must be a very enjoyable process, so he had to choose a quiet and secluded place.
He didn't know that the knight was far behind him, with a lot of interest in his eyebrows and eyes.
At the same time, the boy found the innkeeper's daughter.
The climax of this good show finally kicked off.
---------------------------------
When little Dewey woke up in a daze, he didn't realize what happened. He only remembered that he was invited to the bar for two drinks, but it was only two drinks, and he didn't drink half a drop of wine , but still lost consciousness in the dark at the moment of standing up.
Maybe it was kidnapping, maybe it was seeking revenge, countless thoughts swirled in his mind in an instant, and he filtered through a long list of suspicious candidates who had personal enmity with him or their family.
Even so, when Walker Ruth walked out of the house, his face was blank in astonishment. It was obvious that this guy was completely unaware that he had robbed the other party's role.
It should be said that he had no idea whose role he was taking away.
And this expression also succeeded in making Walker Ruth feel a kind of displeasure, he felt that some kind of mood that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time was just about to break out of the ground, which inspired him to wave the wine bottle in his hand and smash it at the non-eating person opposite. On the head of the young master of fireworks in the world.
So he really hit it, and the little Dewey, who was firmly tied into a twist from head to toe and fixed on the chair, could only close his eyes and endure the dizzy and splitting pain. He should be glad that he will not rely on his face for food in the future Well, one or two more scars will not affect his future in the company.
Blood flowed from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and opened his eyes to look at the man sitting across from him.
Walker Ruth, he remembered this name and this face, this man was born with a tired and melancholy look, which once occupied the screens of his mobile phone and computer.
Well, you read that right, occupying his mobile phone and computer screens, when Dewey was young and frivolous, he was obsessed with the movies that Walker Ruth starred in, although it was true that when other peers worshiped idol singers, politicians and athletes, he It's a bit strange to be fascinated by a small literary actor, but the gloomy tone in the literary film, the tactful and undulating lines, and the iconic eyes of Walker Ruth, as if those light-colored eyes are in the gloomy color The only bright color, decadent and sharp eyes like the barren ruins after the war, one glance is enough to plunder his soul.
Therefore, Walker Ruth acted as one of the very few idol roles in his youthful youth, and even until now, he still unconsciously brings a bit of the coldness that he tried to imitate back then.
However, after spending that period of teenage years, he didn't pay much attention to Walker Ruth's situation, and the endless negative news was enough to turn him into a fan.
So little Mr. Dewey, who didn't know what he did, could only be beaten on the ground by Walker Ruth, who didn't even have a chance to speak. In the end, he lay on the ground and his body hurt like a bone. Staring at gold stars like falling apart.
But he could only bear it, and while gasping for air, he stared blankly at nowhere. He saw the gun and the wine bottle placed beside Walker Ruth, and the sunlight from the small window above his head coated it. An indescribable color was added, and it was inconceivably beautiful in an instant.
As if noticing the look in his eyes, Walker Ruth touched the gun at hand, and finally picked up the wine bottle and took a sip into his mouth. His eyes were clouded, and the alcohol destroyed everything in him but made him feel that The decadent and melancholy temperament is even more outstanding. Sitting on a slightly higher swivel chair, curling his lips and raising his eyebrows, he still has the ecstatic charm of many years ago.
"Plop" "Plop"
Inappropriately, little Dewey felt his heart beat two beats faster.
"I wanted to kill you." Walker Ruth threw away the empty wine bottle, picked up the gun and slowly played with it. His hands were sickly pale and slender. He didn't touch drugs. However, there were several pinholes, and there were large bruises on the back of the hand because the bleeding was not stopped properly.
Years in and out of emergency rooms due to alcoholism, he has as many pinholes as the negative press that has made him notorious.
"Why?" Little Dewey couldn't help asking, "I didn't do anything." In fact, he was a little bit wronged, being tied up and beaten by his idol in the rebellious period like this, quite a sense of idol disillusionment.
"There's no reason." Walker Ruth laughed, removed the magazine and loaded the bullets one by one, one, two, three, he had three bullets, but it was enough to kill one person.
"Do you need a reason to kill someone?"
He said he put the magazine back in and raised his hand to try to aim. His hands trembled badly, which happens to alcoholics. The uncontrollable tremors make it difficult for them to do fine work and get stuck in that It is difficult to extricate oneself from the psychedelic escape from reality.
"Bang!" He fired the first shot, hitting the opposite wall, and laughed out loud at the way little Dewey cringed in terror. "I've changed my mind now," he said. "Let you live." Going down seems a little more fun."
As he spoke, he sent the second bullet to the ceiling, and the bullet hit the face made of stained glass, and the crackling glass fell on both of them.
Little Dewey tried hard not to look too spineless, although he was really scared right now.
But again, the heart beat like a drum.
He looked at Walker Ruth, his eyes sparkled slightly.
"You like me, don't you?" Little Dewey looked at him with eyes very familiar to Walker Ruth, he squatted down and grabbed little Dewey's hair and pulled his head up with a smile, "Let me guess, you are my fan , five years ago? Or ten years ago?"
Little Dewey blushed as if he had been poked in his mind, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, refusing to speak.
But Walker Ruth didn't care too much about whether he spoke or not, he just played with the gun in his hand and smiled: "Let me give a gift to my dear little fans." His tone was distorted and cheerful, and little Dewey subconsciously opened his eyes to see What he saw was Walker Ruth smiling viciously and indifferently, with the gun in his hand pointed at his own head.
"Bang bang bang." Walker Ruth imitated the sound of a gun being fired, and leaned closer to little Dewey's face, "The police will be there in 5 minutes, before that, Haveagoodtime."
He put his index finger on the trigger and was about to shoot himself, the last bullet he planned to send to himself, to end this fucking life completely.
It's all his own fault, isn't it, why others can rise in the face of adversity and Walker Ruth just become a scumbag, it has nothing to do with his unscrupulous fucking parents, it has nothing to do with his fucking utilitarian manager, and it has nothing to do with him Fucking disgusting first love has nothing to do with it, it's all his own fault, and he lost all the cards in this game.
It's time to end, as the final curtain call, the young master who stole his chance to come back will always remember that someone died in front of him, and was splashed with sticky blood all over his face, but he couldn't take revenge on the aggrieved and helpless of a dead person. .
Thinking of this, he showed a somewhat satisfied smile on his face, making little Dewey stare blankly as he shouted "No" to stop him.
It is said that the reason why he had a good impression of blond women with big breasts back then seemed to be after watching the movie in which Walker Ruth appeared in reverse.
Triton, who had been squatting on the roof quietly watching the play, sighed, thinking that it was about time for him to appear on stage.
He silently dropped the cartridge case he was holding, and opened Walker Ruth's grip on the gun.
Fortunately, when Walker Ruth fired the shot into the ceiling just now, he reached for a bullet casing in time, otherwise he would have to sacrifice the buttons on his clothes now.
I just don't know if the arrest operation on Reid's side is going well. If two prisoners are caught at once, even if the time for interrogation and conviction is added, it will be able to catch up with Agent Gideon's wedding at the end of August.
Because their own humans are worried that they will not be able to catch up with the wedding of the elders and directly forcibly speed up the progress of the case and ask BAU to catch the current criminals. This kind of thing is probably only done by the Kraken.
That's right, the innkeeper's daughter found the impoverished businessman who was robbed of his business by the rich businessman, and persuaded him to kill the guy who seduced the rich businessman with sweet words. The logic is a bit strange, but fortunately, the innkeeper's daughter has enough smart With a logical mind and a matching eloquence, it was difficult to seduce the businessman who had been insane for several days.
He went to buy a knife and wrapped himself tightly with only two eyes exposed. Although this dress is a bit strange in this season, it doesn't matter, no matter what he wears in this city, he won't be so eye-catching .
The whereabouts of the rich businessman are not very difficult to track, and it is not very difficult to track him. This man's vigilance is so poor that people can't help but wonder how he survived those malicious approaches of assassination and kidnapping. , the businessman was far behind him, feeling that he could kill him with a casual move.
Well, you read that right, the unlucky businessman didn't go to the boy at all, even though he was fainted by the innkeeper's daughter at that time, he was already awake when he bought the knife.
Why did he want to kill that little guy? There is no benefit other than sending himself to prison. Even if this incident can make the rich businessman feel heartbroken, he can't see it.
Then it's better to kill the culprit.
He carefully selected the most convenient knife, hired the best craftsman in the city to sharpen it, the silver light on the tip of the knife was very beautiful, like the reflection of the knight's armor in the sun, honestly It illuminated his thin and ugly face.
The businessman laughed happily. He couldn't wait to see the man's terrified expression. This must be a very enjoyable process, so he had to choose a quiet and secluded place.
He didn't know that the knight was far behind him, with a lot of interest in his eyebrows and eyes.
At the same time, the boy found the innkeeper's daughter.
The climax of this good show finally kicked off.
---------------------------------
When little Dewey woke up in a daze, he didn't realize what happened. He only remembered that he was invited to the bar for two drinks, but it was only two drinks, and he didn't drink half a drop of wine , but still lost consciousness in the dark at the moment of standing up.
Maybe it was kidnapping, maybe it was seeking revenge, countless thoughts swirled in his mind in an instant, and he filtered through a long list of suspicious candidates who had personal enmity with him or their family.
Even so, when Walker Ruth walked out of the house, his face was blank in astonishment. It was obvious that this guy was completely unaware that he had robbed the other party's role.
It should be said that he had no idea whose role he was taking away.
And this expression also succeeded in making Walker Ruth feel a kind of displeasure, he felt that some kind of mood that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time was just about to break out of the ground, which inspired him to wave the wine bottle in his hand and smash it at the non-eating person opposite. On the head of the young master of fireworks in the world.
So he really hit it, and the little Dewey, who was firmly tied into a twist from head to toe and fixed on the chair, could only close his eyes and endure the dizzy and splitting pain. He should be glad that he will not rely on his face for food in the future Well, one or two more scars will not affect his future in the company.
Blood flowed from his forehead to the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and opened his eyes to look at the man sitting across from him.
Walker Ruth, he remembered this name and this face, this man was born with a tired and melancholy look, which once occupied the screens of his mobile phone and computer.
Well, you read that right, occupying his mobile phone and computer screens, when Dewey was young and frivolous, he was obsessed with the movies that Walker Ruth starred in, although it was true that when other peers worshiped idol singers, politicians and athletes, he It's a bit strange to be fascinated by a small literary actor, but the gloomy tone in the literary film, the tactful and undulating lines, and the iconic eyes of Walker Ruth, as if those light-colored eyes are in the gloomy color The only bright color, decadent and sharp eyes like the barren ruins after the war, one glance is enough to plunder his soul.
Therefore, Walker Ruth acted as one of the very few idol roles in his youthful youth, and even until now, he still unconsciously brings a bit of the coldness that he tried to imitate back then.
However, after spending that period of teenage years, he didn't pay much attention to Walker Ruth's situation, and the endless negative news was enough to turn him into a fan.
So little Mr. Dewey, who didn't know what he did, could only be beaten on the ground by Walker Ruth, who didn't even have a chance to speak. In the end, he lay on the ground and his body hurt like a bone. Staring at gold stars like falling apart.
But he could only bear it, and while gasping for air, he stared blankly at nowhere. He saw the gun and the wine bottle placed beside Walker Ruth, and the sunlight from the small window above his head coated it. An indescribable color was added, and it was inconceivably beautiful in an instant.
As if noticing the look in his eyes, Walker Ruth touched the gun at hand, and finally picked up the wine bottle and took a sip into his mouth. His eyes were clouded, and the alcohol destroyed everything in him but made him feel that The decadent and melancholy temperament is even more outstanding. Sitting on a slightly higher swivel chair, curling his lips and raising his eyebrows, he still has the ecstatic charm of many years ago.
"Plop" "Plop"
Inappropriately, little Dewey felt his heart beat two beats faster.
"I wanted to kill you." Walker Ruth threw away the empty wine bottle, picked up the gun and slowly played with it. His hands were sickly pale and slender. He didn't touch drugs. However, there were several pinholes, and there were large bruises on the back of the hand because the bleeding was not stopped properly.
Years in and out of emergency rooms due to alcoholism, he has as many pinholes as the negative press that has made him notorious.
"Why?" Little Dewey couldn't help asking, "I didn't do anything." In fact, he was a little bit wronged, being tied up and beaten by his idol in the rebellious period like this, quite a sense of idol disillusionment.
"There's no reason." Walker Ruth laughed, removed the magazine and loaded the bullets one by one, one, two, three, he had three bullets, but it was enough to kill one person.
"Do you need a reason to kill someone?"
He said he put the magazine back in and raised his hand to try to aim. His hands trembled badly, which happens to alcoholics. The uncontrollable tremors make it difficult for them to do fine work and get stuck in that It is difficult to extricate oneself from the psychedelic escape from reality.
"Bang!" He fired the first shot, hitting the opposite wall, and laughed out loud at the way little Dewey cringed in terror. "I've changed my mind now," he said. "Let you live." Going down seems a little more fun."
As he spoke, he sent the second bullet to the ceiling, and the bullet hit the face made of stained glass, and the crackling glass fell on both of them.
Little Dewey tried hard not to look too spineless, although he was really scared right now.
But again, the heart beat like a drum.
He looked at Walker Ruth, his eyes sparkled slightly.
"You like me, don't you?" Little Dewey looked at him with eyes very familiar to Walker Ruth, he squatted down and grabbed little Dewey's hair and pulled his head up with a smile, "Let me guess, you are my fan , five years ago? Or ten years ago?"
Little Dewey blushed as if he had been poked in his mind, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, refusing to speak.
But Walker Ruth didn't care too much about whether he spoke or not, he just played with the gun in his hand and smiled: "Let me give a gift to my dear little fans." His tone was distorted and cheerful, and little Dewey subconsciously opened his eyes to see What he saw was Walker Ruth smiling viciously and indifferently, with the gun in his hand pointed at his own head.
"Bang bang bang." Walker Ruth imitated the sound of a gun being fired, and leaned closer to little Dewey's face, "The police will be there in 5 minutes, before that, Haveagoodtime."
He put his index finger on the trigger and was about to shoot himself, the last bullet he planned to send to himself, to end this fucking life completely.
It's all his own fault, isn't it, why others can rise in the face of adversity and Walker Ruth just become a scumbag, it has nothing to do with his unscrupulous fucking parents, it has nothing to do with his fucking utilitarian manager, and it has nothing to do with him Fucking disgusting first love has nothing to do with it, it's all his own fault, and he lost all the cards in this game.
It's time to end, as the final curtain call, the young master who stole his chance to come back will always remember that someone died in front of him, and was splashed with sticky blood all over his face, but he couldn't take revenge on the aggrieved and helpless of a dead person. .
Thinking of this, he showed a somewhat satisfied smile on his face, making little Dewey stare blankly as he shouted "No" to stop him.
It is said that the reason why he had a good impression of blond women with big breasts back then seemed to be after watching the movie in which Walker Ruth appeared in reverse.
Triton, who had been squatting on the roof quietly watching the play, sighed, thinking that it was about time for him to appear on stage.
He silently dropped the cartridge case he was holding, and opened Walker Ruth's grip on the gun.
Fortunately, when Walker Ruth fired the shot into the ceiling just now, he reached for a bullet casing in time, otherwise he would have to sacrifice the buttons on his clothes now.
I just don't know if the arrest operation on Reid's side is going well. If two prisoners are caught at once, even if the time for interrogation and conviction is added, it will be able to catch up with Agent Gideon's wedding at the end of August.
Because their own humans are worried that they will not be able to catch up with the wedding of the elders and directly forcibly speed up the progress of the case and ask BAU to catch the current criminals. This kind of thing is probably only done by the Kraken.
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