Mr Killer Next Door

Qiu Shihuan didn't know when he woke up.

He sat up and drew back the curtain.

It was as bright as day outside the window.

The cold wind coming in through the screen window blows the dust, and the sunlight weaves into a hazy mist.

He stared at the clock on the wall in a daze, the hands ticked, ticked, and chased into the living room like a shadow.Qiu Shihuan pushed open the door, which was much smaller than in memory.

He still remembers his bedroom, where a dedicated servant would knock on the door every morning.After obtaining his consent, they will enter the room together and start the daily cleaning work.

He would walk to the living room, but the dining table was always busy.

Sometimes it was the maid who was dragged away for breaking the dishes, and sometimes the menacing black-clothed uncles would join in on the grown-ups' conversation.But every time, the man with light brown eyes read the morning newspaper in the main seat, waiting for a moment to have breakfast together.

"You shouldn't come to see me wearing this, Shihuan." The man was always dissatisfied, but there was no trace of disgust on his face, "But you can wear anything. Come on, sit next to me."

"Good morning, Dad."

He obediently sat in the seat closest to the man.

The man held his hand for a moment.

"Good morning, Se-hwan. But before we start our day, I need to ask you a question. My housekeeper told me that you spoke to the maid last night. It's not a lie, is it, my child?"

"Tell me a little bit." Even though the miso soup in front of him was very tempting, he still didn't dare to look up.

"Come on, Se-hwan, honesty is a good thing. Dad told you not to hide anything from me. What did you say?"

His head almost dropped under the table.

"I said... Sister Nanna, good night."

A cyan flying insect flew past his eyes weakly, Qiu Shihuan blinked his eyelashes.

His footsteps stopped in place, because everything he saw made him feel strange.

There are no luxurious decorations, and the walls of the house are simply painted beige.There are no busy servants, and there are still yesterday's tissues in the trash can.

The window was opened a small crack. He had never seen such a cheap sofa, nor had he seen a coffee table made of adhesive tape. They seemed to be born for damage.

This is not the house I stayed in.

When his bewildered eyes swept over the sofa, Qiu Shihuan quickly caught the answer he wanted.Jiang Yu was lying on the sofa. This sleeping position was very uncomfortable for an adult, but he was still immersed in a dream.

Busy servants become dust floating in the light.A steaming hot breakfast, and even the exaggeratedly large mahogany table turned into a crudely made dining table—as if everything in this room is eager to be embraced by others.

Qiu Shihuan pushed the sleeping Jiang Yu and hugged his arm tightly.

"Uncle, you slept soundly. If I go to eat the snacks in the cabinet, uncle will not say me, right?"

***

Before dawn the next day, Jiang Yu who was sleeping on the sofa suddenly heard something.With the experience of being attacked by Qiu Shihuan last time, he was so scared that he almost didn't jump up.

As a result, he lifted the quilt and got up to take a look, and found that the child was squatting next to the cabinet and rummaging through the cabinet.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yu pinched the bridge of his nose. He moved too much just now, and felt a little dizzy.

"Hungry."

Qiu Shihuan picked up a pack of onion rings and walked barefoot to the sofa in the living room.

"what time is it."

"Nine o'clock."

"Your fever has subsided?" Jiang Yu asked him to come over, sat up and felt the temperature of the other party's forehead, and sighed, "It's really subsided, and your physical fitness is good. Alright, let's go watch TV for a while, I have to Call Braun."

"why?"

"I can know where you are, isn't it thanks to his small loan shark?" Jiang Yu kicked off the pillow on the carpet, picked up the handset of the landline, and dialed a number with ease, "Otherwise, where would I have the ability to know that you were killed by someone?" Detained at the hotel...Hello, Braun?"

【Hmm... it's Mr. Jiang, what happened?I'm having breakfast with the little loan shark.toothache. 】

"Toothache? You don't sound like you're doing well."

[Uh, it's okay.It's also for your happiness. ] Braun sighed, 【Damn, you don’t know, this little foreigner is as energetic as a monster, and his body doesn’t know how to develop...】

"Thanks for your hard work." Jiang Yu touched his nose embarrassingly, "Do you have time recently? I want to thank you in person. You can choose the location."

【true and false?Mr. Jiang, who has always been stingy with others, is so polite? 】

"Of course it's true." Jiang Yu couldn't help laughing, "Don't be poor with me, hurry up and ask me for a gift within your ability. Without you this time, something really big will happen."

【Yes, yes, Mr. Jiang almost lost his hard-won love. 】

"That's right." Jiang Yu paused, "——No, you think someone can stop him? If I came one minute late that day, it would cause international problems."

【So serious?what happened. 】

"The impotent old man you mentioned seems to be an executive of an overseas company."

【ah?so exciting?What are they doing here? 】

Jiang Yu repeatedly rubbed his thumb against his middle finger, and occasionally snapped his fingers: "I'm not sure about that, we ordinary people, what do we care so much about?"

【...That's right.At two o'clock in the afternoon, I'll bring a small loan shark, let's meet at the Unicorn Park, shall we? 】

"Okay, but why do you suddenly want to meet in the park? Don't you always hate this kind of place?"

[There are so many people, the small usury dare not touch me. 】

Jiang Yu heard what he meant, and couldn't help laughing: "Then hang up, see you in the park."

[See you in the park. 】

After talking on the phone, Jiang Yu yawned and returned to the living room.

Qiu Shihuan sat on the carpet with his two thighs bare, half of the onion rings in the bag were missing.His knees were pushed in, his back was firmly against the sofa, and he was staring dumbfounded at the TV screen.

Jiang Yu went over and turned up the volume of the media.

The ad was hyping a comedy movie starring a martial arts superstar named Cologne.

That part of the intercepted preview happened to show the scene where Cologne had no protective measures and escaped from the trenches full of artillery fire.

Jiang Yu himself also saw a cold sweat, no wonder the kid couldn't take his eyes off it.

He calculated the release time, as if it should have been scheduled three days ago.

""Wedding Visitor"?" Pressing the coffee table with his hand, Jiang Yu leaned over and rubbed Qiu Shihuan's head lovingly, "This is a comedy movie, do you want to watch it?"

"Uncle, that tattooed uncle is crawling."

"Like it?"

"Like it! Will he be blown to pieces then?"

"This is a comedy movie, it shouldn't be so realistic..."

"What a lucky superman." Qiu Shihuan pouted his lips regretfully, "There are still a lot of places left in my dating wish list."

"Why did you make such a strange list?"

"Because I'm curious."

"Are you curious about movie theaters?"

"Well, so I want to go today. Uncle take me there, take me there, I want to eat popcorn and drink milk tea..."

"Cheng Chengcheng, the most important thing for you is the second half of the sentence, right?" Jiang Yu picked up the remote control panel and tuned to the morning news channel to watch the rebroadcast, "I'm going to book two movie tickets for the afternoon. It's time for dinner after we come out. However, we have to go to the Unicorn Park first."

Qiu Shihuan quickly understood what he meant.

"Have you made an appointment with the handsome uncle?"

Jiang Yu touched his nose subconsciously.

"The handsome uncle... Forget it, let's do it."

***

Unicorn Park is a European-style park for children with complete recreational facilities.

The floor tiles of the square are subtly separated by white sandstone, forming a grand and simple golden section diagram.

The buildings in the distance are at the same height, and the barrel vaults and arcades are interspersed with each other.

A large number of columns, stained glass and tropical plants form a strange religious atmosphere.

With their backs facing the fountain in the square, they rested on a bench on one left and one on the right.

Jiang Yu was dressed unexpectedly formally. A camel-colored British suit was ironed to the utmost order, with only one horn button on.There are natural slits on the chest and lower abdomen, and the wheat-colored skin under the thin shirt can be vaguely discerned.

The muscular lines are vague, but they can't help being deprived of their attractiveness by a crimson tie.

Jiang Yu looks quite masculine.Shadows lingered around his sunken eye sockets, and his dark brown eyes looked mature and restrained.

Even if he is forced to shave his head, the gentleness and casualness in his bones cannot be questioned.

Qiu Shihuan dressed relatively casually. One was that he didn't have a well-fitting formal dress, and the other was that Jiang Yu felt that at his age, there was nothing special about dressing.

The more you can do what you want, the better it looks.

"Prince Prince."

"Ok?"

"You can't be rude when you see someone later." Jiang Yu skillfully lit a cigarette with his left hand, pressed it between his lips and inhaled drunkenly, "If it wasn't for Braun's boyfriend, I'm afraid I would never find you in my life."

"It doesn't matter. If the uncle doesn't come, I will at most kill all the people present - and then go find you."

"...Only this aspect, can you spare me." Jiang Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, and gradually pressed his fingers on his mandible, "Yes, and also, you can't say that people are flamboyant in front of them. According to Braun's personality , although I won't turn against you face to face, but it's easy to get impatient. Do you hear me?"

"Who is Braun?"

"Braun, you met before, the one we went drinking together last time."

"Ah, that handsome uncle."

"You're here again, right..."

"So? Uncle, if I piss him off, Uncle will definitely be on my side, right?"

The kid smiled innocently.

"Look you are used to it, although I want to advise you to be careful." Jiang Yu took a breath of cigarettes, rubbed his thumb back and forth on the knuckles of his index finger, "That boyfriend of Braun. I have never met him, and I have never heard of him I have named it. But if I guess correctly, this person should be a gangster in the Tao."

Qiu Shihuan was thoughtful: "Then what should I call them?"

"Calling by name... Forget it, I guess you don't like it, so let's call him Uncle."

"Both?"

"Both are called uncles. No, I was almost led astray by you." Jiang Yu licked his dry lips as the cigarette ash fell from his fingertips. "In terms of age, you can also be called brother—"

He didn't finish his sentence.

A gust of cold wind pressed between the pebbles blows the fallen leaves. In the fallen leaves, there are shouts of street vendors, pigeons fluttering in terror, and an erratic floating balloon.

The whole body of the balloon is golden yellow, the pattern is like a circle of gift wrapping tape, the overall shape is the size of a basketball, and it is also in the shape of a heart.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand to grab it, and because there was a small stone tied to the end of the rope, the rope that had been hanging on the ground several times fell directly into his hand.

He subconsciously took away the stone and handed the golden balloon to Qiu Shihuan.

The opaque gemstone ring on the finger reflects the scorching afternoon sun.

At this time, a discordant voice sounded.

"Wow——Mr. Jiang, you are so girly, you actually give balloons on a date?" Braun's curly hair was cut meticulously, and his upper body was short-lined and his lower body was denim trousers. He came out of nowhere and smiled. Kneeling down in front of the two, "Diago, come and see, isn't it cool for Mr. Jiang to dress like this?"

Behind Braun stood a Europa man who was younger than expected.

He has short, dark black Caesar-style hair, deep facial features, and intoxicating emerald eyes.His skin was darker than Jiang Yu's, and his sleeves were half-rolled, showing round muscles and ostentatious tattoos.

"Hello, both of you, call me Diego."

He held Jiang Yu's hand.

There is a strong exotic flavor between the words.

"Your lingua franca is fluent, but it doesn't matter, I can understand my mother tongue."

"I didn't think well." Diego smiled politely.

Jiang Yu's palm tentatively moved towards the man's palm.

The distribution of calluses is quite special, especially concentrated at the tiger's mouth, which is a characteristic of gunmen. At the same time, his serratus anterior, calf muscles, shoulders and back are well developed, which is the key to distinguish whether a boxer is professional or not.

"I'm Jiang Yu, and this is Qiu Shihuan. During this period of time, I've heard Braun talking about you, the Seventh Central Hotel of the Federation, and thank you very much for your secret help."

"Where, it's easy." Diego smiled slightly, "If Jiang really wanted to thank Braun, he would still have to thank Braun. If it wasn't for his persistence, I don't think I would have had the opportunity to help you two."

He briefly shook hands with Qiu Shihuan, the two of them made eye contact, and quickly took away their body temperature.

"Mr. Diego is really good at talking." Jiang Yu said with a smile, "Braun mentions you whenever he is free, which makes my ears almost callused. However, seeing that you two have such a good relationship, I am a friend. You can also rest assured."

With a blushing face, Braun hurriedly told Jiang Yu to shut up, but was suddenly stared back by Qiu Shihuan.

After some polite words to test, Jiang Yu found that Diego is indeed a calm person.

He always hides his true emotions very well, showing Braun a simple, understandable and idealized side.

It's no wonder that such a young but sophisticated man can eat Braun to death.

From the company's business to the financial situation, they just exchanged opinions and chatted, Jiang Yu suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly glanced at the big clock on the street.

There are three quarters of an hour left before The Wedding Visitor begins.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Actually, we booked two movie tickets for the afternoon show before we came, and the ticket check will start in half an hour. If we don't leave, it will be too late." Jiang Yu grabbed Qiu Shihuan beside him, apologizing to the two people in front of him He smiled, "I'm sorry, Braun, Diego. As an apology, I will treat you to cake next time."

Braun thought for a while, and winked at Qiu Shihuan.

"Let's choose the one in Dingxiangting, right? Their family has released a new product, Young Master Qiu will definitely like it."

Qiu Shihuan clapped his hands in surprise.

"I'm going! Uncle takes me with me."

"Okay, I'll definitely bring you, a gluttonous cat, next time."

Diago took Braun's hand, and the smile on his face was a little hard to fathom: "I had a good chat today, Jiang. I didn't expect Braun's friends to be so interesting. It's a pity that we both have important things to do. There is an opportunity to talk face to face.”

"I am looking forward."

Jiang Yu shrugged.

At this moment, that powerful palm suddenly pressed Jiang Yu's shoulder.

The indigo pupils waited indifferently and alertly for the opponent's next move.

Braun anxiously wanted to pull him back: "Wow, Diego, what are you doing in front of Mr. Jiang's boyfriend?"

"... Mr. Diego?"

Jiang Yu didn't know why.

"In exchange for the friendly relationship between Braun and you, I have to remind you of one thing." He said in a volume that no one else could hear, with a poisonous voice lingering in his ears, "Your little boyfriend is far more powerful than you think. It's a hundred times more dangerous."

"Thanks for the reminder, I will..."

"No, it's not that simple. Jiang, or I should call you Police Officer Jiang. If you still can't find the information you want, try to use those vague clues to determine the scope of your search." Diego sneered , "He is protected too well. But there is one thing that that person cannot erase."

He found out?

No, compare to this.

Jiang Yu was lost in thought.

Is there something that Qiu Ang can't erase?

……what does that mean?

It wasn't until the Warner walked away from him that he bit his nails and came back to his senses from the suddenly enlarged beautiful face.

The moment his lips parted, Qiu Shihuan deliberately sucked the stretched thread.

"Will you go to the movies, uncle?" He hugged Jiang Yu's neck, tiptoed, his voice was so sweet that it almost peeled off his spine, "I'm going to be late."