Started with a green hat for Verlaine

For the killer, there is no confession, only revenge, revenge for betrayal.

The common sense that every freelance killer knows, and Daniel is no exception. He endured under the siege of the police and did not use his supernatural powers, so he was put in an ordinary prison, not an international prison for superhumans.Thinking of the great reputation of the British "Meursault" prison, Daniel would rather endure this group of prison guards from a rural country than the clock tower servants sent to Britain by Japan using diplomatic relations.

Will Italy protect him?

Daniel didn't bother to think about this slim possibility, it was better to save himself.

"The country has its benefits, a bunch of idiots! If you want to lock up a foreign killer of unknown origin, at least put it in a place where people with supernatural powers monitor it." Daniel returned to Yokohama with a new look, the hatred in his eyes did not cover his reason. His own employer had great suspicion.

Daniel wanted to make a quick decision, and caught the other party off guard. He searched all the places where Watanabe would stay, and finally found him in a private bar.

Xingding Watanabe has encountered a lot of trouble recently.

Kimura Seaki disappeared, and Xingding Watanabe became the object of suspicion. The reason was that they got out of the car and left together. Xingding Watanabe couldn't come up with a good reason.

The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong dismissed it, thinking that the other party was joking, but the helpless and entangled expression of the quasi-cadre, as well as the testimony of other people after work, everything pointed to Kimura Seaki's intention to join Xingding Watanabe, Xingding Watanabe There's no reason to murder a psychic within the port mafia.

"Aso Qiu didn't die, did something happen to Akira Kimura?"

Putting this matter on others will focus on suspicion of Xingding Watanabe, and the leader of Hong Kong gangsters is extremely suspicious, and includes all relevant people in the scope of suspicion, reducing the restrictions on Xingding Watanabe.

In this way, Xingding Watanabe was suspected, but he kept a low profile without clear evidence. The private bar was where Xingding Watanabe relieved his emotions, and acquaintances could find him.

After Xingding Watanabe saw the killer Daniel, he looked very calm, unusually calm, and raised his glass in Daniel's direction, "Would you like to sit down and have a drink? Italian boy."

This kind of attitude, Daniel has only seen in some big bosses of Italian gangsters.

Daniel sarcastically said, "You're quite courageous."

"That's right, I betrayed you and made you go to prison for a while." Xingding Watanabe drank the red wine that he could feel the taste, and followed the procedure of "color painting collection" to take the blame for Aso Qiuya, and completed The loophole in that rhetoric.The quasi-cadres of Hong Kong gangsters who have become the puppets of others mourned and said with emotion: "You really shouldn't have escaped, that's where you will live."

Daniel was about to be laughed at by this popularity, "Do I have a good relationship with you?"

In this disgusting tone!

"Do you know? At what point does a person tell the truth?" Xingding Watanabe looked at the killer who looked like a ghost, but he didn't move when he was assassinated. He let the dagger go into his heart and swallowed his best wine .

Just as Daniel was about to retract the dagger, his hands froze suddenly, and he dodged back like an electric shock.

He saw that the wound on the opponent's chest was not bleeding at all!

"It's death."

Xingding Watanabe smiled at Daniel, his face was rosy, and he was healthier than ordinary middle-aged people who overdrawn themselves.

The living can lie.

Only the dead will speak the truth outside of established procedures.

Xingding Watanabe pulled out the dagger from his chest and threw it on the ground casually, his heart was still beating, and the wounds on his body healed themselves like hallucinations, no, that was not healing, it was just repairing!

Humanoid abilities do not exist in flesh and blood!

"It's amazing, it's perfect to play a living person." Xingding Watanabe praised his current state, "If the person who controlled me didn't have time to talk to me, I might not have said a few words to you."

"You want to say that you didn't betray me?" Daniel guessed the other party's intentions, and a chill came out of his heart.

"No, it's me." Xingding Watanabe will not violate the basic setting.

He obeyed Lantang, and Lantang made him take Ma Shengqiu as his master, and a servant could not betray his master.

"My soul seems to be attached to this fake body, and I experience this world every minute and every second. I don't want to leave so much. There are so many beauties I haven't enjoyed..." Xingding Watanabe Already dead, the humanoid superhuman ability "Kyosada Watanabe" sitting in the private bar smiled obsessively.

It is an obsession with breathing, an obsession with life.

Falsely alive.

"Ah, I seem to have said too much." The middle-aged man said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've already given you a chance, you can't kill me with one blow, so it's my turn to come later."

"You're lucky, killer."

The middle-aged man threw down his gloves, presenting himself in the tradition of the port mafia, "I am the one who killed you, and death is the end, not the beginning of...a real nightmare."

Daniel suffocated under the terrifying dialogue, and sneered: "It's up to you?"

The middle-aged man calmly said: "Do you know what benefits the loss of human identity has for superhuman abilities?"

The power of supernatural power spreads from the quasi-cadres of Hong Kong and black.

"This is when I'm at my strongest."

Let me show you the power of a quasi-cadre of a small organization recognized by European countries as a small country in the Far East.

The waters of this world are deep, boy.

……

"what--!"

In the bedroom at home, Lan Tang screamed urgently under the stimulation, his eyes almost turned into rich golden pupils, with the coldness of a transcendent, but such terrifying eyes were kissed by Aso Qiuya.

"Lantang, your eyes are so beautiful."

After Yusaka Watanabe's humanoid supernatural power died, the brilliant and bright "color painting book" lit up the room.

Lan Tang laughed wildly.

The thrill of killing welled up in my heart.

Due to setting problems and placement management factors, when he lost his mind in the arms of his lover, the newly accepted humanoid ability was scrapped.The opponent killed the enemy with an extreme one-for-one exchange, and died together with the killer!

[Next... to clean up the traces... to replace the new humanoid abilities...]

A trace of the common sense of former spies emerged.

Lan Tang panted, the mist spread in his eyes again, he was no longer so fierce, and bit Qiu Ye's fingers with his teeth.

"Akiya, my tool has been destroyed."

"Is that the killer? Is it so powerful? I thought that the humanoid alien ability that lost the human weakness would be stronger than the killer."

"Hmm... the superhumans in Italy have some abilities."

"Is Lan Tang going out?"

"Ah...don't want to go out...it's so late..."

"Then replace it with a new tool. The corpse stored in the subspace last time has not been thrown away."

"Almost forgot...fortunately I didn't lose it..."

Under the reminder of Aso Qiuya, Lan Tang remembered "Kimura Seaki" who wanted to stay and continue to cheat the corpse.Can't use it anywhere else, but it's okay to run errands with this guy.

Lan Tang took a bite of Qiu Ye's fingertips, explaining what kind of devil lover he was.

"Qiuya, what kind of person do you think I am?"

The supernatural ability is too terrifying, and Lan Tang can't deny it.

If the "color painting collection" is something that follows the heart, is he a person who naturally wants to play with the dead?

"This question——" Ma Shengqiu also knew the other party's heart knot, and said slowly, "In my opinion, you are like a poem you wrote, a psychic, connecting the surreal and the real. people."

Aso Qiuye's gaze penetrated Lantang's soul, with a smile, warm but not dazzling.

"If you are puzzled by this, write a poem about your supernatural ability. The day you understand it is the day you master it perfectly... I believe that the 'Color Book' carries your soul, Just as beautiful, as free and unrestrained, human beings are creatures with infinite possibilities and developments.”

His words are somewhat profound.

Lan Tang didn't quite understand, but he believed his enlightenment, stretched his brows and eyes, and immersed himself in reality.

The distraction made Lan Tang unconsciously say a word.

"Does Shuya really not have supernatural powers?"

"No."

"But you know a lot, Qiuya..."

"Because I used to be like many people, longing for supernatural powers, and didn't want to be lost in the crowd."

"Qiu is not ordinary."

Lan Tang propped up his upper body, and fluffed his tail around his waist, giving his smile a sense of youthful innocence, which is a ray of beautiful time that is hard to get back.

"With me, don't you have a powerful supernatural power?"

once.

Ma Shengqiu also thought so.

Lantang is his golden finger, his trick, and the treasure he holds on to tightly in this world.

"It's not like this." Ma Shengqiu also said indifferently, not knowing whether he was denying his dirty thoughts in the past, or denying the impurities in love.This love originated from calculation and deceit, and it was purified as much as possible over time, "I want Lan Tang to hide behind me, but I'm too weak."

Lan Tang found an advantage in front of his lover, and held his head high.

"I guard Qiu Ye's life, and Qiu Ye guards my soul. Isn't this a fair thing?"

Is this fair?

Aso Qiuya's mind was also dizzy, so it was what his wife said.

"There will be a public performance in the theater in late November... I asked someone to buy a ticket. I heard from someone inside that the script has something to do with people with supernatural powers. Let's go and see it then."

"Okay. How will Ranpo-kun deal with it?"

"There are other arrangements."

The day when he will go to the light will come, and he is reluctant to teach him a lesson, so he can only rely on the help of others.

Before that, give your child some thick snacks to eat.

Feed up.

I hope that Mr. Fukuzawa, who is a cat lover, can endure the evolved version of Ranbu Maomao.

Thinking of the messy steps that he raised a lot, Ma Shengqiu also hugged Lantang and rubbed against him. His French cat is still not crooked, gentle as water, noble and charming, it is the ultimate dream of a man for his significant other!

Adult nights are still long...

In the subspace, "Kimura Seaki", who cheated again, climbed out of the window in despair to complete the task.

Does this world not give the dead a chance to close their eyes?

You pair of devils!