Between life and death [unlimited]

When it was not very bright outside, Khazar got up early.

After he straightened himself up, he didn't do anything at first, but sat quietly on the bed for a while.Not long after that, he pricked up his ears to concentrate and listen carefully to the sounds around him.

It was very quiet in the early morning. After Khazar closed his eyes, he could only hear the snoring of children nearby and the crowing of chickens from other people's houses in the distance.

It didn't sound like the usual annoying crackling rain outside; nor did the guests wake up in the next room - Khazar lived next night in the cottage with his eldest son Mochi. , they gave up the main house with more space and three beds to those more "distinguished" guests.

That's right, it's still so early after all.

Hazar looked at the quartz clock whose hour and minute hands were pointing to four o'clock on the wall, and thought in his heart: Those "obedient" guests are probably sleeping soundly now, haha, what sweet dreams are they dreaming.

It was a rare morning without rain in half a month of summer, and it made Khazar feel refreshed from the inside out.

The relaxed Hazar couldn't help stretching, and when he was about to get up, he saw Mo Chi lying quietly beside him in a blink of an eye—the child was still fast asleep.

The slender golden thread of the sun shines on this small face that is tanned into wheat skin and the baby fat has not faded. At this moment, Mo Chi looks like the doll holding a fish in the New Year painting (but Mo Chi will be thinner Some), but his lips moved, his eyeballs kept rolling under the eyelids, and Mo Chi seemed to be talking in his sleep.

But Khazar didn't listen carefully to those childish and childlike dreams.

The soft light of the morning seemed to cast a layer of holy outline on Mo Chi, and the sleeping little boy was not as mischievous as he was usually and easily irritated.

Hazar still prefers Mo Chi, who is very well-behaved now, but then his eyes suddenly noticed Mo Chi's disabled left arm.

Oh, he actually forgot about this - the child Mo Chi should always be so "well-behaved" in the future, and he should never be naughty again.

Then Khazar stretched out his hand and covered Mo Chi's body with the quilt tightly, and then he got off the bed a little tiptoely, and finally stood on the ground.

Khazar's movements have always been very light, as if he was afraid that the excessive decibels would destroy the environment that was left with nothing but silence at the moment.

Afterwards, Hazar quickly walked out of the room and opened the gate of the courtyard silently—he kept quiet throughout the process, not allowing himself to make any movement—after the gate was opened with a narrow gap, he relied on His thin body squeezed out without hesitation, and then went straight to the outside.

The dark clouds that have been lingering over the small mountain village recently seem to have been scattered by someone's fist, and the abundant light from the sun above the head gradually pours down towards the ground.It seems that today's weather should be a rare sunny day.

The warm sun's rays shone on Hazard's body, and the black shadow behind him reflected on the ground was just like him, looking thin and long—not the kind of frail and frail one, but A kind of terminally ill fragility - as if a breeze blows over, his person and shadow will be blown away.

After walking less than a kilometer under the sun, Khazar was already panting, but luckily he had already arrived at his destination.

Standing in front of a vermilion iron door with complicated decorations, Khazar suddenly rubbed his hands in embarrassment. He could clearly feel the cold sweat oozing from his hands.

But as soon as Hazar thought about what Mo Chi wanted to report to himself last night, he let out a deep breath from his belly, finally stretched out his fist, and knocked on the imposing vermilion iron door.

Just as Khazar was standing there a little uneasy, waiting for someone from the courtyard to come and open the door, he didn't expect a loud and majestic laugh to come from behind him.

"Hazar, what are you doing standing in front of my house so early in the morning?"

The local dialect has a lot of words, so the speed of the local residents' speech sounds like drums.When the man spoke, Hazard could clearly feel his own heartbeat, as if following the words in this man's mouth, one by one kept jumping out violently.

But Khazar's reaction speed was still very fast. He heard the man "greeting" to him in a friendly manner—at least on the surface, but they both knew it was not the case—he also turned around immediately Go, also greeted his village head, and said.

"I just came here to tell you that I lost the 'sheep' last time, I'm sorry...it's all because of that annoying kid Mo Chi."

The village chief waved his hand perfunctorily, telling Hazard not to care.

However, Hazar suddenly flattered the village chief and said: "But this time the 'sheep'—more precisely, a group of 'sheep'—Mo Chi went to see it last night, and they are definitely better than the last time. Even more 'fat'..." He suddenly stretched out his right hand and made a downward cutting motion.

"But... you also said that this time it's not 'the only sheep'." The village chief's old face, which was also tanned and full of ravines, showed a worried and puzzled expression at this time: "We How to do it? Isn't it easier to be discovered if you do it?"

But when the village chief looked up, he saw that Hazar was confident, and for some reason, he began to want to move towards these "fat sheep".

Then the next second, the village head really heard Khazar explaining his method in detail to him.

"Last time I was in town and bought some 'good stuff', some white odorless powder - not the ones we usually smoke, but good stuff that makes people faint slowly."

Having said that, Khazar suddenly grinned a big smile, but the first thing that caught his attention was his yellow teeth that had not been brushed for a long time and were already covered with stains, because they looked particularly dirty under the warm sun .

Hazar recalled what he gave them last night, and said: "We just let these 'sheep' have a good dream, and let them honestly give us the 'hair' on their bodies..."

"And, as long as they cooperate obediently, we will never take their lives this time except for 'Wool'..."

I don’t know how Jiang Li and Jiang Ke, who are former professional killers, would feel when they heard the conversation between Hazard and the village chief—the experience of being a “hunter” or a “prey” should be completely different. .

So at this time, the screen turns to those players who have been regarded as "fat sheep" but are still sleeping.

After Jiang Lai and the others ate the food made by Hazard last night, they really had a good night's sleep without dreams.

If it hadn't been for Jiang Shuang and Jiang Ke who had been trained to be resistant to anesthetics by the "Predator", they would have been in trouble, and they would have been decapitated, and the players would have been in a drowsy sleep state.

Jiang Lai's reaction as soon as he woke up was to look around his surroundings very vigilantly—because the moment he woke up, Jiang Lai realized that the food the players ate last night might have been tampered with of.

Fortunately, the players were still in Hazar's room at this time. James, Eric, and Charles were lying soundly asleep together, and Jiang Lai's eyes quickly looked at another bed—— — and Jiang Ke.

At the moment when Jiang Xun met her smoky eyes, Jiang Xun felt as if a big stone fell suddenly in his heart.It turns out that no matter how much he denies it, in fact, he still cares about Jiang Ke who once rescued him in his heart.

After waking up, Jiang Ke, like Jiang Lai, immediately realized that last night must have been caused by Hazar—and possibly that gloomy child, Mo Chi—and his family.

Although Jiang Ke didn't know the information that Jiang Lai found last night, she had practiced countless missions, and she had a lot of experience on how to complete the mission of "solving the character's wishes".

So the two sat on different beds like this, at first they just looked at each other silently, then the next second, Jiang Shui heard Jiang Ke coldly speak, and said to him: "I have found a solution to the task. "

Jiang Xun didn't know what the solution Jiang Ke said was, and he still wondered in his heart whether Jiang Ke also saw the data hidden in the memory card last night.As a result, he quickly heard her speak in a more icy tone.

"It's actually very simple to fulfill 'Wei Guoping's wish'." Jiang Ke got up slowly and got out of bed at this time, against the glare of the sun's rays outside the window, her silhouette blurred by the halo looked like the goddess of justice in Western mythology , just like Justitia with a scale in his left hand and a sword in his right.

"Obviously——Wei Guoping has been murdered, right? A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye..."

Jiang Ke's tone still didn't show any ups and downs. She walked towards Jiang Xun's position with light steps, and then glanced at the other three players who hadn't woken up from the corner of her eye.

"As for the wish of this unjustly killed person, we only need to fulfill one of them—to kill the person who killed him for him, that is, to help Wei Guoping take revenge—in this way, isn't our mission considered complete?"

And now it seems that the real culprit who killed Wei Guoping is already obvious.

After all, Wei Guoping disappeared for no reason after entering this village, and yesterday the players also tested Hazard's lies - these results are currently pointing to the Hazard family.

Although the players have no direct evidence to prove that it was Wei Guoping who was killed by Hazard, judging from Hazard's reaction and the way he treated the players "secretly murdered", he definitely has something to do with Wei Guoping's death. Inescapable responsibility.

Jiang Ke noticed that only Mo Chi's child was in the yard at this time, and Mo Chi's father, Hazar, could not be seen, so she inferred that Hazar had probably gone out and hadn't come back yet.

When Jiang Ke finally stood in front of Jiang Xun, she looked at the child she had brought into the organization since she was a child, but now she couldn't trust her wholeheartedly—but Jiang Ke still saw her existence in Jiang Xun's eyes.

It was like when the two of them were still working together in the organization a long time ago, Jiang Ke seemed to be chatting or talking at ordinary times. She issued an order to the subordinate in front of her who hadn't seen her for a long time, and said.

"So, Jiang Xun, the only task I give you now is to kill Hazard and his son after he comes back."

The volume she spoke was as soft as a feather, and her tone of voice was as relaxed as playing chess, but the temperature in her words was like a thousand years of ice.But Jiang Xun knew and he had been witnessing all the time, how many lives Jiang Ke had taken with such a non-emotional tone.

This is Jiang Ke's principle of carrying out missions all the time - "It is better to kill a thousand by mistake than to let one go."

Even if the other party is a poor child who is only six or seven years old and has a disability, it is very likely that he was disabled by his father the day after tomorrow.

Because the players don't know whether Mo Chi participated in Wei Guoping's matter.

What if killing just one Khazar wasn't enough to appease Wei Guoping?

In order to avoid this possibility as much as possible, every time Jiang Ke encounters the task of "helping the undead fulfill his wish", he basically adopts this simple way of clearing the level to avenge the undead to find the person who killed him, and also Will do my best.

If it is possible, Jiang Ke also intends to slaughter the whole village in this mission - but she is not a violent murderer, so Jiang Ke decided to only let Jiang Shang kill Haza based on what he has learned so far. The Er family will do.

But Jiang Ke suddenly noticed the light shining in Jiang Lai's eyes, and then she looked in the direction Jiang Lai was looking at, and happened to catch a glimpse of Mo Chi who was standing silently at the gate as if waiting for his father to return.

So, she couldn't help thinking of something and asked, "Why? You don't want to?"

In fact, this kind of killing task is not necessary for Jiang Xun, Jiang Ke can easily handle it by himself.But Jiang Ke just got used to assigning tasks, so she temporarily thought of letting Jiang Xun complete this task-and there was no more suitable candidate than her and Jiang Xun, both of them were professional killers, logically speaking, They are the least likely to feel compassion for the target person.

After hearing Jiang Ke's question, Jiang Lai looked at Mo Chi's slightly frail figure in the courtyard. In his eyes, Si Yufeng in his youth began to overlap with Mo Chi constantly—it has to be said Si Yufeng gave him a really similar feeling to Mo Chi - they were both at an age when they were young and should be carefree, but it always felt like they had taken on many responsibilities that they shouldn't have to bear too early Yes, and their eyes are similar black and bright.

Jiang Xun's mind was like a revolving lantern, and the fragments of him and Si Yufeng from acquaintance to companionship to the present were constantly flashing through his mind, but Charles shouted "It's this damn liar" that echoed in his ears His words... For a moment, he didn't know how to face the past.

Those cheerful and warm memories of Biqiu are not fake, they are real and have indeed existed in their lives.

The appearance of the young man Ruyu appeared in front of Jiang Lai's eyes, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind-do you, like Mo Chi, have another past that I don't know about?

That's why I always feel that your surroundings are shrouded in a layer of fog... But, what is the real you like?

Just when Jiang Ke wondered why Jiang Lai hadn't spoken for a long time, he suddenly raised his head, and looked straight and firmly at the existence he had trusted in the opposite side.

"There are other solutions."

Jiang Xun said in a cold tone as usual that was enough to prove what he really thought: "A way to complete the task without hurting Mo Chi."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Qingshang;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of pony;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!