After the world of Ke Xue is full of bad luck

The hand that Matsuda Jinpei was stroking suddenly stopped, and he was so surprised that he couldn't even speak.

What is happening now is completely beyond his cognition.

Amamiya Qianxue sat up from the arms of the person beside her, stretched her waist, "What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't understand what you just said." He felt a chill behind his back.

Amamiya Qianxue took out a hair tie from under the pillow, tied her hair and said, "It's very troublesome to explain in detail, and what I know is only the tip of the iceberg, but if it's not faked by others, it can only be artificially cultivated. "

"clone?"

When he said this word, his whole voice was extremely dry.

Amamiya Chiyuki stood up and nodded, "Estimate the result of in vitro culture of cells, Cointreau..."

Speaking of the last name, she sneered, and a killing intent flashed in her eyes.

That sinister poisonous snake must be killed. If things are really as she expected, then Cointreau must be responsible for this thing.

Matsuda Jinpei could sense something wrong in her tone, "Countreau? Did you call that name on the top floor of the building? Is that the one who was preparing to snipe on the top floor?"

When mentioning what happened back then, the corners of Yugong Qianxue's mouth froze slightly, she looked a little embarrassed, she had to turn her back to get the things she needed to wash, and then answered vaguely.

"Why turn around?" Matsuda raised his eyebrows.

"Go and pack up your things and prepare to take a shower." She replied in a low voice, but she refused to face Matsuda Jinpei head-on.

"Oh..." Matsuda Jinping walked to the door in two steps, half leaning on the door frame to watch her tidy up her clothes.

Yugong Qianxue looked at the person at the door with a troubled face, "Give way?"

"Are you willing to look at me now?"

"I was wrong back then, and I apologize to you, but at that time I was forced by the situation and had no choice."

In the entanglement of eyes, Matsuda Zhenping half lowered his head, his voice was low and a little sandy, and he looked a little gentle under the warm light.

"Would you like to let me know about your past?"

A sentence full of emotion and sincerity.

Hard to say no to.

After thinking for a while with her eyes downcast, Amamiya Qianxue still shook her head, "Sorry, I don't think there's anything to say about that."

As for her true identity, she is not a person of this world at all, Amamiya Qianxue feels that this is the only thing that must not be said from her own mouth, otherwise extremely terrible things will happen.

There is no way to contact them now, she should be more careful about this.

But in the bottom of her heart, she was unwilling to make up an identity or something to deceive Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinping chuckled, stretched out his hand and patted her on the top of the head, "Well, I know, you can talk about it when you want to talk, go wash up, and go to bed quickly after washing, no work is allowed tonight .”

She was stunned for a moment, and then she understood again, "It really is too noisy for you."

Matsuda Zhenping shook his head, "I'm afraid that one day you will be admitted to the hospital due to lack of sleep, and you are not allowed to stay up late tonight." There was a bit of irrefutable tone in his tone.

"Okay, I know."

In the resplendent casino, the gentle instructor, Beauty, narrowed her eyes slightly after hearing the report from the black suit following her all the way.

Then she carried the tray up to the second floor from the secret passage, and knocked on one of the boxes with a smile on her face.

It was the room next door where it was suspected that Amamiya Qianxue had come out.

The box was dark, except for a dimly lit crystal lamp.

Cointreau, who was wearing a long white dress, was propping his elbows on his knees, pinching his chin and half-closing his eyes, "How is it?"

"According to the report, there was nothing wrong with those two people, and we didn't find us following them along the way. They stayed in the izakaya until one o'clock, so the subordinates asked people to withdraw."

The instructor said respectfully half kneeling and handed over the red wine on the tray.

"Heh." Jundu chuckled.

His bony fingers caressed the body of the bottle and tapped it lightly. Instead of taking the corkscrew, he slammed it on the corner of the table, and the neck of the expensive red wine bottle shattered.

The rose-red wine was splashed with glass shards.

The woman immediately knelt and stuck to the ground trembling, motionless.

Cointreau smiled softly, but his golden eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled the woman's intact bun and forced her to raise her head.

"Why are you crying?" He tilted his head and asked, his dark blue hair fluttering on his delicate face.

The woman was stunned for a moment, but her tearful eyes were still trembling.

Cointreau poured a whole bottle of red wine from the top of her head with a smile, and the rose red wine gushed out, dyeing the woman's amber hair into a wet golden red.

At this moment, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and a blonde woman with a hot figure in a black tights walked in, Belmode.

She glanced coldly at Cointreau's actions, with a hint of disgust hanging from the corner of her mouth, "Cointreau, you must be too sick to make the floor so dirty."

"Oh, what's the matter?" He waved his hand to let the woman back down.

The woman exited the box step by step with slight steps.

Belmode took out a cigarette, lit it and asked, "What do you want us to see?"

"Isn't everyone here yet? Wait a minute." Cointreau squeezed his chin and smiled softly, the rose-red wine dripped on his white skirt like a big blooming rose.

Belmode sneered and exhaled a puff of smoke lightly. If only Cointreau invited her to come today, she would not come.

I really didn't expect that he would alarm that adult. I really don't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd. The people in the laboratory are indeed crazy.

"How many people are there?" Belmode asked coldly.

Cointreau stretched, "Including you, there are four, gin, bourbon, and sherry."

When the name "Xue Li" was said, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of both of them.

"It seems to be a very interesting thing, I am suddenly interested." Belmode pursed his red lips lightly, smiling.

Cointreau took out a cigarette and borrowed light from the woman on the opposite side, "Yes, I will definitely not disappoint you, even that adult is interested in something~~"

Holding a cigarette in his arms, he blinked his golden eyes like autumn water.

Soon, the people they were waiting for arrived one after another, and five people packed the small box to the brim.

Qin Jiu sneered, "Don't waste time, Cointreau."

"Oh, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." Cointreau extinguished half a cigarette in the ashtray on the table, and walked into the box. Several people turned pale with fright.

Gin and Belmode took out their guns on the spot and pointed at the purple-gray-haired woman——Spomony.

Bourbon's face was in confusion, and he was holding the gun in his pocket, thinking about how confident he would be to bring Amamiya Chiyuki out here on the spot.

Do you hold Shirley next to you hostage?Then let Yu Gong go with him?

Miyano Shiho also froze in place, a crack appeared on his indifferent face, how could it be her?is she still alive

While opening and closing her lips, she asked a little absent-mindedly, "Countreau, what does this mean?" Her voice was as fragmented as her thoughts.

Cointreau picked up a strand of purple hair with his fingertips, which was as smooth as satin. He played with it and said, "Shirley, don't you recognize it? This is your guardian, Spumoni."

The voice was low and hoarse, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter sinisterly.

"Stop talking nonsense!" This time, the angry words were spoken by Gin.

"Bermod, how is it? Isn't it an interesting gift?" He asked with his head tilted.

Belmod held his gun and approached step by step, "Yeah, interesting, very interesting, interesting too much."

"Countreau, is she really Spumoni? Isn't it rumored that she is dead?" Bourbon asked coldly.

Cointreau pushed the man forward, "This child can be called Spumoni, after all, it was cultivated with her cells, but well, it seems to have no consciousness of its own, blank and stiff. How should I put it, it is considered a semi-finished product Bar."

"Pay such a high price just for an empty shell?" Miyano Shiho sneered.

"No, no, Shirley, this is a miracle of science, a miracle that even your parents failed to accomplish." He said, with a trace of abnormal fanaticism in his eyes.

The malicious madness at the corner of Cointreau's mouth became more and more obvious. The miracle he had been waiting for for so many years finally came true recently. The Miyano couple, mad scientist? ?What the heck, he did what the silver bullet couldn't do now.

It's a pity, he shouldn't have killed that couple back then, otherwise he would be able to see their ashen faces today.

Among the few people present, only Belmode knew that this was what the lord had always wanted, but it was not what she wanted. She had already found her own angel, and no longer needed such empty illusions.

A trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes, and the empty shell was shattered with a single shot.

This blow was as fast as lightning, and the moment the fire flashed by, Cointreau's entire face became terrified, as if in slow motion, the muscles mobilized, and finally formed an expression of horror that was difficult to hide.

Spomoney, who was shot in the head, frowned tightly, and fell backwards.

Everyone present was stunned.

Cointreau grabbed Belmode's collar fiercely, with a sharp knife in his palm, "What are you doing! Belmode!!"

Belmode glanced at the sharp blade coated with poison, and snorted coldly, "What are you doing? Didn't you see it? It's you, what do you want to do to me?"

The huge impact made the rest of the people stunned. They didn't understand how things turned out like this for a while, but Bourbon, who was familiar with the relationship between Belmode and that adult, raised his eyebrows, and he probably understood.

Cointreau's sharp blade trembled on the white and tender skin, he stared at Belmode, and then retracted it.

Gin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Shouldn't you just make this empty shell?"

Miyano Shiho's heart trembled when she heard these words, unspeakable nausea welled up in her stomach.

It's disgusting.

It is disgusting to be used even after death to create such an empty shell.

"Of course, but I won't bring it up when Belmode's stress reaction is so severe." Cointreau regained his composure, "This is only a half-finished product."

Bourbon let go of his grip on the handle of the gun, and put his hands on his chest with a cold face. He was very happy to see this internal strife.

However, Matsuda and Hagiwara have to talk about such a serious matter, otherwise, one day they accidentally bump into someone who looks exactly like Amamiya Chiyuki, and something big will happen, especially that impulsive guy Matsuda.