[Comprehensive] It's not that there is a problem with the way I make friends

Baltimore, late at night.

Winter and summer in this coastal city are like two extremes, extreme heat and extreme cold.In November, when there was still a little enthusiasm in Japan, people here have already started to prepare thick sweaters.

Especially at night.

Cursing the damn weather, Hopps wrapped his coat tightly around his body and was about to run to the convenience store two blocks from his home.

"I just said that it's too inconvenient to rent a house here. You have to travel so far to buy a beer. That idiot Elena just wants to save a few dollars!"

Of course, the rent difference of two blocks is like the weather in this city, which is at two extremes.It's not just a few dollars in the man's mouth, but he won't notice it at this time, his mind is full of complaints.

He also just wanted someone to complain about, to vent his powerless situation in a new environment.

After walking a few steps quickly, Hopps stopped suddenly when he passed an alley.

He had walked around when he first came here, and knew that he could save a very long distance by just crossing here-two blocks!This distance should have been driven, but damn it, just moved and he can't afford a car just yet.

The slender alley looked dark on this dull night. Hopps, who had walked several times during the day, knew that there was a homeless man living in the alley, and he even bought him a hot dog.But Hopps, who had never walked before at night, stood hesitantly, wondering for a moment whether to venture across or to walk the full two blocks honestly.

He took out his phone, turned on the light settings, and took a picture inside.The built-in light of the mobile phone has a limited range of vision, but it is enough for Hopps to see that the homeless man who has been paralyzed in his nest is not far away.

"……no one?"

A little surprised, the careless young man turned in one direction and walked into the alley.He looked in front of the homeless man's den and saw that the tattered quilt he had used to keep warm was also missing.

"Changed to another place? That's right, it's hard to be out in the open air."

He muttered a few words, raised his mobile phone and took a picture of the alley. The alley was still as quiet as ever, without the slightest human voice.He made up his mind and walked inside.

If any experienced person faced such a situation, he would never make such an unwise decision.

Homeless people are undoubtedly one of the most well-informed groups in a city. They all have their own fixed small society and their own fixed communication channels.A homeless man who occupies an alley will never leave his territory without a reason.

Unless, something is going to happen.

In Baltimore tonight, it was obvious that the city fell silent for a word from Gin.

Logically speaking, Hopps should be lucky.He wouldn't be robbed, something that would add to his already precarious finances, but, at the same time, he was unlucky.

In the middle of the night, there was another hunter in action.

In the early morning, it was a new day for the Baltimore Police Department.

The sun is shining and refreshing.

Especially after going through a series of events where the traffickers targeted the city, the children were abducted, and then successfully rescued—even though they didn’t have much credit for this case, the result was good, wasn’t it? ?

After the incident, facing heavy pressure from the media, the city government, and the parents who lost their children, it was the first time that the city police department showed a relaxed smile from top to bottom.

As for the fact that the human trafficker organization was not arrested, the clues of the previously abducted children were all interrupted.Even, a new clue was derived from one of the victims—it was really difficult to define that child as a victim, after all, he did all the work that belonged to the FBI by himself.

Clues about a transnational criminal organization that has plagued the FBI, CIA, etc. for decades.

The latter point was only known to the BAU who was working at the scene and Shuichi Akai who also belonged to the FBI. Even the top person in charge of the Baltimore Police Department was excluded based on the principle of confidentiality.

It can be said that, except that this incident happened in their city, it has nothing to do with them.

For the police officers in the police station, the whole thing is over, so when they showed up at the workplace with fresh smiles from the new day, what they saw was not the same smile, but the more serious expressions of the BAU agents, These blunt policemen can be said to be quite puzzled.

Soon, their doubts were answered.

Just like Vodka lamented before, when the deaths of those people were discovered, the media probably didn't know how to deal with such a great gift.

There are too many headlines to make headlines.

In order to pursue efficiency, Gin didn't personally hunt down those garbage that, in his opinion, wasted air for one second of life, but handed it over to Vodka to deal with.Instead of taking the path of organization, they disassembled the list and issued rewards on different dynamic networks.

The information he provided is clear, the amount of the reward is high, and there are almost no other weird requests except for a little rush to complete this before the sun rises—seriously, killers have been doing this for a long time , They have received all kinds of weird requests.Sometimes, it even makes them feel that the other person is less like a normal person than they are living in the underworld.

Such a fat list is very popular even among killers.

The list of gin spilled was quickly swept away. When he woke up the next morning, he looked at the text message from Vodka indicating that the task had been completed, and then looked at the silver head buried in the quilt. The depression in his chest finally almost disappeared.

"Wake up."

Looking at the time, five o'clock in the morning is the time when the little ghost usually exercises early.After he came to the United States, the perennial biological clock did not get enough to almost adjust from the chaos.

In other words, it should have been adjusted today, but after experiencing the sudden incident yesterday, Yue Jian, who couldn't sleep on time, was a little bit wanting to stay in bed.

Especially now, he was surrounded by smells he had known since childhood.

He is safe.

Tsukimi moved her head and rubbed her warm chest on the pillow.

Gin raised his eyebrows. If the kid acted so coquettishly at another time, he might have followed suit.However, today he is not going to pamper this daring guy who dares to go to the den of thieves alone.

——What BAU can analyze, it doesn't make sense that he, the person who raised the little devil with his own hands, doesn't know.

Those little ghosts who coveted him, tried to auction him off in vain, and held all kinds of disgusting delusions towards the little ghosts, really made him angry after a long absence.However, part of it was anger at the brat who chose to run into the headquarters of the human trafficker organization when he was able to escape quickly.

He taught him to fight, taught him to use weapons, taught him to track and counter-track, and taught him how to deal with such dangerous elements, not to let him find trouble on his own!

No matter what happens, use everything available around you to survive!

This is the teaching that Gin has been repeating in Yuejian's ears.

It wasn't the first day he knew that the little ghost was soft-hearted, so he also prepared countermeasures.Over the years, he has supported the development of many software both in the organization and privately.

The finished product is the monitoring software in the kid's mobile phone, and Zhaoqiao House can be said to be covered with monitors throughout the house.It can be said that his whereabouts have always been under his control.The little ghost's life has always been regular, and he doesn't make any troubles easily, and gin and wine can be considered at ease.

However, this time he saw that the monitoring software of the mobile phone was not enough.

This guy can do such a thing as giving his mobile phone to a strange lamb!

Gin lowered his eyes, and his silvery white, thin, long and warped eyes quickly cast heavy shadows.Few people know that these eyes, which are always hidden under the bangs, have a very beautiful appearance and shape.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the kid's earlobe.

It's like what Mrs. Zhaoqiao did when the little ghost occasionally slept too much and didn't want to get up when he was a child.

At that time, the kid's health was not very good.You can't just lift him out of the bed and shake him like you did later.

At that time, gin was still young, even just getting the title of Gin.For this weak little guy, although he looked impatient, he still memorized this kind of knowledge to wake up the baby.

Well, there is a series of content that goes with it.

Such as bedtime stories, such as bedtime nursery rhymes and the like.

It turns out that even when the kid has grown up, certain little habits persist.

It didn't take long before the rhythm of his shallow breathing in his chest began to change.

"I didn't say you can cancel your morning exercise today."

Contrary to the gentle movements, it was Gin's merciless voice.

Well, he knew it would not be so easy to escape.

A deep voice filled her ears, her eyes were still tightly closed, Yue Jian buried herself sleepily in the bed, trying to escape from the terrible means of the Great Demon King.

Then, Gin directly pulled her out of the bed like a white radish, carried her into the bathroom with her waist and hips held up like a child, stuffed it into the bathtub, and poured warm water at a suitable temperature.

"It's rare for me to come to bed once, Brother Zhen."

The speechless Yue Jian wiped his wet face, his beautiful eyes were half-opened and half-closed, and there were water drops or sleepy tears hanging from the corners of the eyes.

"You should be glad it's not cold water."

Seeing that the little ghost was fully awake, Gin Jiu, who was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, walked away, and then he did not know where to find two rubber ropes to gather his and Yue's long hair together and tie them into high ponytails.

An hour later, Tsukimi was completely paralyzed in the exercise room of the hotel suite.

Exhausted of all his strength, the young man tried his best to adjust his breathing, while smiling hard at his brother Zhen who was looking down at him with his arms crossed.

"Do you feel less angry?"

"Still a long way to go!"

Gin Jiu snorted, and was about to tell him about the next arrangement when the phone in the hotel suddenly rang.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Jiu walked over with long legs, picked up the wireless phone and handed it to the kid who was still paralyzed on the ground.

Yue Jian answered the phone and gave him a sad look.Can't you just try to save him from this state?It was really uncomfortable on the ground.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Mr. Teruhashi, I'm sorry to disturb you. That's it, you have a visitor named Mr. Hannibal Lecter, may I ask him to come up."