Here Angels Come [Comprehensive]

Once the long spring rains have passed, the weather in Sicily is officially scorching hot.The number of pedestrians and tourists on the road has decreased a lot, and most of them have been sunburned under the too bright sun.

Bo Yeling followed Lan Bo around the street corner, and finally looked at the curly-haired boy in front of him, who was a little haggard from the sun, and asked, "Aren't we going back, Lan Bo?"

This morning, Lan Bo, who had been paralyzed at the headquarters since the weather got hot, came to her suddenly and said that he wanted to take her to visit the church.

Although it was a bit strange, Su Yeling still didn't refuse Lanbo's invitation, so he set off when the weather was clear in the morning. He thought that he could go back before the sun became hot after the visit, but he didn't expect Lanbo to delay until It's noon, and it doesn't seem like he's ready to go back now.

The midday sun turned on its maximum firepower, shooting at people on the street indiscriminately.

Lan Bo seemed to realize that if he continued walking, he might die miserably and shamefully on the street, so he took Bo Yeling and hid in a bank nearby.

Although the weather is very hot, the business in the bank is still busy, and there are endless service windows.

The security uncle at the gate took a look at Bo Yeling and Lan Bo who had sneaked in, and with years of sharp eyes, he could accurately distinguish that they were using the air conditioner, but seeing the distressed appearance of the two little guys, he put them in as if they hadn't seen them.

Suddenly exposed to the cold air, the dull feeling accompanied by the heat was finally relieved.Bo Yeling listened to the light music in the bank, sat on a chair in the waiting area, and couldn't help asking: "Lan Bo, we sneaked out this morning, don't we need to go back quickly?"

"It's okay." Lan Bo sat down beside Bo Yeling.Now that they were getting closer, Bo Yeling realized that the other party was sweating a lot.

But this guy, who was usually pampered and spoiled, didn't complain a word at this moment, he just scratched his hair and replied: "Anyway, Peng Gelie saw me sneaking away this morning."

"Brother knows." Hearing what Lan Bo said, Bo Yeling felt relieved.

Lan Bo didn't talk to him, he found a comfortable position in the waiting area echoing with the sound of horns, and then fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Bo Yeling looked at Lan Bo who had dozed off in the public area without changing his face, and stood up again on his knees, but before she could walk away, Lan Bo quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Where are you going?" Lan Bo opened his right eye and looked at her.

"Go buy water..." Bo Yeling replied, "What would Lan Bo want to drink?"

Lan Bo didn't answer, he looked at her for a few seconds, and then this guy who always insisted on being lazy for as long as he could, stood up, glanced at the decent people around him and the sun outside the house that seemed to be roasting people, and said : "I'm going to buy it, you wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

Sure enough, Bo Yeling still felt that Lanbo was too strange today, but she didn't refute, and sat back on the chair obediently, showing a serious and obedient expression.

Watching Lanbo leave, Bo Yeling glanced at the lively hall.Even though everyone talked softly in compliance with public order, the voices of the conversation still seemed a bit noisy when they gathered together.

Bo Yeling caught the sound of music that was suppressed by the voices of people talking, and hummed lightly.

She still felt comfortable, thinking about when Lan Bo would bring water back, but suddenly she saw a person standing at the service entrance wearing a mask on such a hot day. What, followed by a gunshot that shattered the eardrums.

"boom--"

The music was interrupted.

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"Shut up, shut up! No more arguing! Everyone put their hands on their heads and squat aside for me!"

The man in the black coat shouted, holding a gun in both hands to drive away the screaming and trembling crowd.

His hands also seemed to tremble slightly, but the violent shouts and the black hole of the gun still suppressed the unarmed people forcibly.

"First...sir, if you have any difficulties..." The lobby manager of the bank seemed to see that the man who robbed the bank alone was a bit aggressive, and cautiously tried to get up to talk to him.

But before he could speak, another shot was fired towards the ceiling from the robber's hand, which immediately aroused short and frightened screams.

Bo Yeling was also crowded in the waiting area, and when the first shot was fired, she was knocked down by panicked people around her.People crowded back in horror, but they pushed her to the front.

Mr. Robber didn't seem to have any robbery experience, but he probably had a simple study, and soon violently ordered the counter staff to use the handbag he brought to fill him with money.

There was still a lot of air conditioning in the bank lobby, but almost everyone was sweating coldly.

The bank is very quiet at the moment, there is no soothing background music, no noise of people talking, nothing but the sound of Mr. Robber, who is always clutching his gun, pacing back and forth nervously.

When the counter clerk brought back the handbag full of euros, the local police had also arrived.

The police, media, and onlookers were already in place, gathering outside the bank at noon in the hot summer.

The noise of the spectators, the sound of the camera operating, and the old-fashioned quotations from the police to persuade the robbers came out from the loudspeaker. It is hard to imagine that there is only one wall away from the deadly quiet bank lobby.

The handbag full of money was in the hands of the robbers. At the same time, the phone at the bank's front desk rang in the dead bank.

The man with the gun didn't hesitate, and went to answer the phone.

It was a call from the police outside, urging him to release the hostages and throw their guns to surrender.

Bo Yeling's Italian is not slow to learn, but it is not enough to use it freely. He can barely hear that the robber did not respond to the police's persuasion to surrender. Instead, he asked the other party to prepare a car for him in a hoarse voice. start.After he finished speaking, he hung up and numbly glanced at the hostages who were as quiet as chickens.

After about 5 minutes, or maybe 10 minutes, Mr. Robber, who did not wait for the police to take action, raised his hand and smashed a vase with a gun. The obvious gunshot caused a commotion outside. 1 minute did not pass, the phone at the front desk rang again.

"I didn't kill the hostages." Mr. Robber, who was completely indifferent to the words of persuasion to surrender, threatened in this way: "But within 5 minutes, before the car I want arrives, I will kill a hostage every 5 minutes."

Mr. Robber's declaration of killing the hostages caused the hostage area to panic again, and there was a suppressed sob behind Bo Yeling.

The police had no room for mediation, so they parked the car at the gate of the bank.The robber picked up a handbag full of banknotes, grabbed a petite girl who was easy to hold hostage from the hostage area, and blocked her in front of her.

Just as he was about to leave, the cell phone in his coat suddenly sounded a notification. The robber hesitated for a moment, but pushed the hostage away, holding the gun in one hand and taking out the cell phone in the other.

He glanced at the calling number and picked it up.

It was the nurse who took care of his daughter who called. He had some premonition in his heart, but he dared not speak.

Fortunately, he didn't need to say anything. The nurse regretfully informed him that he no longer needed to raise money, because his daughter had just died after the rescue failed.

his daughter...

his weina...

His little liar.

already dead……

The hostages who had just seen the robbers about to leave with the money had not had time to breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Mr. Robber who had finished answering the phone in silence suddenly let go of the phone in his hand.

Amid the shattering sound of the mobile phone falling to the ground, the robber was numb for a while, and then reached out and took off his mask.

How can you die?

He was still a little dumbfounded.

He hasn't got his money back yet, surgery hasn't started yet, and his little crook has an appointment with him to be fine.

"No... I don't believe it, no!" He seemed to collapse instantly, his eyes were red and he threw the handbag full of money aside.

The gun in his hand was trembling, as were his hands and body.The hostages were alarmed by his actions, and then instinctively panicked.

But the robber had no time to suppress them anymore. He casually grabbed the hostage whom he pushed away before, took the hostage hostage to the door of the bank, and shouted at the dense gunpoints: "Weina! Bring Weina! I want See her...see her right away!"

His roar seemed crazy and unreal in this sultry afternoon, full of the meaning of death and destruction.

The police did not dare to make any changes, and quickly launched a one-person conversation to appease, and at the same time began to investigate the identity of the robber.

Information came quickly.Mr. Robber has a very common name. He has never done anything serious in his life, and his resume is not good. He even has a record of defrauding foreign tourists.He was divorced many years ago, and his daughter Wei Na was sentenced to his mother.

After contacting Wei Na's mother, the police learned that Wei Na had died a few minutes ago.

The police looked at each other in blank dismay, but they also knew that they couldn't send his daughter's body to provoke him, so they had to ask Wei Na's mother to help the police.

Mr. Robber has been pacing back and forth in the bank lobby, but what he waited for was not Wei Na, but a woman escorted by a police car.

The loudspeaker that had been chattering and repeating the persuasive words was turned off, and after the harsh electric sound, a woman's voice came.

That's Mr. Robber's ex-wife.

The ex-wife seems to have just recovered from her grief, her voice is still hoarse after exhaustion, but she is still trying her best to persuade the robber not to hurt anyone.

As she spoke, she began to cry, crying and begging the robber not to let her daughter, who had already left, be laughed at as a father of a robber.

Mr. Robber stopped pacing. He stood still in the same place, and he felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a boulder. The pain was clear, but he couldn't vent it.

When the robber was dazed and stupefied, several men who had been on the verge of moving when the robber lost control of his emotions quietly approached the gate.

It's just that they paid too much attention to the state of the robbers, and instead ignored the situation around them. One of them accidentally bumped into the display cabinet by the door, making a moderate noise, which immediately attracted the robbers' attention.

"No... don't move!" Mr. Robber was out of state for a while, and when he saw those people running away, he subconsciously shouted and wanted to raise his gun.

It's just that the scene was a little out of control. Seeing that two people ran away from the gate, the hostages in the waiting area were also urged to rush towards the gate.

The robbers panicked and wanted to shoot, but the police, who had been preparing for a long time at the door, rushed into the door quickly seeing this state.

There were still escaped hostages in the bank, and the police only fired two or three sporadic shots, most of which were covering the escaped hostages.

The robber dodged in embarrassment, and his left abdomen was quickly stained red with blood.The scene was out of control, and he subconsciously grabbed one of the fleeing hostages and fled to the back passage.

There is no back door to the bank, and the robbers who held hostages in front of them grabbed each other and hid in the hidden vault.

He threw the hostage away, hunched over and covered his profusely bleeding wound with his hands. After closing the heavy vault door, he turned around and raised his gun at the hostage he threw away.

His heart was beating wildly, and his eyes were darkened, but he could barely see that the girl with silver hair was abducted by him. Seeing that the other party was docile and did not resist, the robber sat down by the door weakly.

Warm blood kept spilling from his fingers, forming a pool of blood behind him. Mr. Robber's face turned pale and he gradually lost his strength.

At this time, Susukino Susukino, who had always been docile, moved.She approached carefully, trying to touch the vault door behind the robber.The robber noticed her movement and wanted to stop her with a gun, but he couldn't even lift the gun.

Bo Yeling watched his movements. He made many movements with the gun, but he never hit a single person.If the hostages hadn't fled collectively just now, he might have surrendered under the persuasion of his ex-wife.

"Hospital..." Bo Yeling squatted down, and she tried to express in Italian, "You are going to the hospital."

Mr. Robber didn't respond to her, but closed his eyes and breathed hard after confirming that she was harmless.

Bo Yeling looked at him, "You will, die."

Mr. Robber didn't move.

Bo Yeling's gaze remained unchanged, "Weina, you will be sad."

The name that came out of Bo Yeling's mouth seemed to have penetrated Mr. Robber's body and reached his heart. The man in distress gasped in pain, "Weina, Weina, my little liar, Little liar..."

His emotions fluctuated too violently, and he seemed to have pulled a wound during his struggling movements, and he collapsed by the door all of a sudden.

The eyes of Mr. Robber also became dim with the limp movements. He grabbed the gun in his hand and dragged it to his brain, but before he could aim, the gun in his hand was snatched by the girl beside him. past.

He looked at the girl with blackened eyes, and he could only see a touch of blue like the sky.

"Give me, give me the gun," Mr. Robber begged, with tears in his eyes, "This guy in front of you is a hopeless bastard, let him die, and you can leave. "

Bo Yeling shook his head and hid the gun behind his back.

"Why...he's a bastard! A man who has been doing nothing all his life and accomplishing nothing, failed in everything he does, and in the end he can only live by cheating, and let his daughter be said to be the child of a scammer and ridiculed by classmates .

But... Ke Wei Na was never angry with him, because he was a big liar, so Wei Na said that she would like to be called a little liar, and she said that as long as her father stopped lying, everyone would stop calling her a little liar.

Little liar, little liar is the warmest thing he has ever hugged in his life, he has promised that he will live a good life in the future, why...why..."

He spoke in a chaotic and hasty manner, mournful and remorseful, his words choked up: "If there is a serious job that can pay you, if you don't have a criminal record, if you can borrow... it's useless, it's useless now, Why not let him die, he has nothing to worry about now, there is no use in living in this world, no one will wait for him anymore, no one will expect him to get better, what has he become It doesn't matter, a fraudster, a robber... Even if he dies immediately, no one will mourn for him..."

"But the little liar loves him." Bo Yeling couldn't help interrupting.

Mr. Robber was startled, then suddenly slipped and lay down on the ground. He covered his face with his arms, collapsed and cried in a pool of his own blood.

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曼曼扔了1个地雷投掷时间：2018-08-1521:12:08

吃小孩的芒果扔了1个地雷投掷时间：2018-08-2200:17:09

翼然扔了1个地雷投掷时间：2018-08-2211:08:35

Thank you little angels for mine.

Reminder at the beginning of the book: Considering that it is in Italian, the dialogue in this chapter is written with a feeling of translation, I hope it will not make everyone feel too awkward.

The nominations for little heroes are overwhelming, but there are also little angels who want to watch Gintama, let's vote on what you want to see in the last volume.

Having said that, Xiaoyi remembers that Saiki Kusuo's nominations were also very high in the past, but now that the little hero comes out, everyone is diligently climbing the wall, right?Qi Mu-kun will cry!