Sara

In the police station closest to the apartment, Yofasa was alone in the interrogation room.

No one will come to interrogate him, and everything will be handled by someone specially assigned for him, including the corpse in his room. He only needs to describe what happened.

He concealed his assistance to his neighbors, saying that he killed the thief who picked his door lock out of security considerations. The police expressed their understanding, after all, this is what the law stipulates.

Wealthy urbanites seldom steal, and only the "rats" in the gutter would do such despicable acts. Who cares about their lives?

Koyofasa was still restless.

Feigel's communication was connected, and the voice of his former guardian was as tired as ever: "I think you probably have to come back early, and the people in the council will pay attention to this."

Yofasa leaned back in his chair, his eyes wandering over the texture of the tabletop.

"Zacharia..." Feiger called out his name, "I suggested you, try not to follow your own temper, you don't have to kill him, it's not for you..."

Yofasha knocked on the table and said before Feiger's long-winded exhortation began: "What's the use of you talking about this now, Evan?"

His voice was low, no longer polite and distant as usual, but aggressive. If he spoke to someone face to face with such a voice, the listener might not dare to look up at him.

"What's the difference between 1 people and [-] and one?" he asked.

Feiger took a breath and wanted to say something, but he felt a thorn in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out, hindering his words.

Yes, what's the difference?He didn't stop it at the beginning, and now it's meaningless to make hypocritical persuasion.

He saved his child.

He killed his child.

"Zacharia..." After a long time, Feiger finally recovered his language ability, he pulled his vocal cords with difficulty, forcing it to make a sound that could form sentences, "I'm sorry..."

"I don't blame you, I just hope you don't repeat boring things all the time." Yofasa said that he was in a bad mood, so that the thorns between his words hurt Feiger.

It's all due to the guy who cooks delicious food across the door.

Yofasa once again thought of the way Linshu looked at him when he killed the intruder, shocked and unbelievable, as if he saw another person.

The "other person" is bound to be someone who does not deserve special attention.

This cognition made him feel uncomfortable. That person was as superficial as everyone else, even if he showed that he liked him so much, once he was not what that guy expected, he would retreat.

He just killed an insignificant person, neither Linshu's relatives nor Linshu's friends, and he even shot himself when he was offended, why did that guy look at him like that?

He was irritated enough that Veiger would come over and lecture him.

What the hell are they expecting?

Haven't I always been like this?Yofasa couldn't figure it out.

Or was there something in his missing months of files that he didn't know?

"Okay, let's talk about something else." Feiger's voice is much gentler. He always likes to chat with Yofasha when he communicates, even though he is not good at "chat", "Your recent communication How are you, did you meet any new friends?"

Yofasa nodded casually while distracted, and reflected Feiger's question. He held his chin and thought for a while: "Yes, playing volleyball, diving, and surfing with others is very interesting."

"If you have a particularly good relationship, it's not impossible for you to take him or her back to the palace." Feiger said, "But be careful, after all, you have a special status."

Yofasa frowned slightly and did not answer. After a while, he mentioned another matter: "I want a chef who can cook Chinese food."

"Is there an authentic Chinese restaurant in Xibohai Bay?" Feiger asked subconsciously, but he knew that Jofasa's thinking was jumping, and he didn't necessarily need a chef just because he ate some delicious Chinese food, so he didn't delve into this issue.

The brief chat ended, and Feiger suggested that Yofasa go straight back to the palace, and he would send someone to clean up the apartment.

But Jehophasa refused.

"I'll come back later by myself, don't worry about me," Yofasa said.

"Okay," Feiger replied.

-

Yofasa did not return overnight, and the people from the police station cleaned up the scene that night at an astonishingly fast speed.

Phil asked Linshu what happened, Linshu perfunctory, locked the doors and windows, told the half-grown boy to sleep well, and leave early tomorrow.

Linshu lay on the bed, closed his eyes and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

He recovered from his initial shock and began to think.

Why did Yofasa kill a person who would not pose a threat to him so simply, even casually?He is not this kind of person, there must be some reason he doesn't know.

Four years is enough time for many things to happen, and it is not impossible to completely change a person's character.

Moreover, Ulysses said back then that Yofasha would have his memory purged and his personality corrected when he returned to the palace. He didn’t know how to do it. He thought the worst case would be that Yofasha would no longer remember him, and he would return to the emperor when he first met. look like.

But the emperor who had just been abducted from the palace was not what he is now. The emperor could even be called innocent and easy to deceive.

Why can he shoot and kill so calmly?

There is no longer any delay, even if it is a little radical, we must find out what happened to Yofasha in the past four years.

There was really no other way, so they pointed out their past relationship - although they hadn't confirmed the relationship, it was not important.

In the early morning, Linshu prepared breakfast for Phil, and sent him to take the train to leave Xibo Bay. Phil was not willing to part with Linshu so soon, and Linshu promised to see him and Irina after finishing his business.

"Hopefully you'll be reconciled by then."

Phil waved his hand, saying that he would try his best not to make his mother sad, and then disappeared into the crowd.

After sending Phil away, he chose to go back to the apartment, making up his mind that if Yofasa hadn't come back, he would go to Yofasa's room to find clues.

He had some bad premonitions, and always felt that things would develop in a bad direction.

The corridor of the apartment was bright and quiet. Linshu stepped across the wooden floor, stopped in front of Yofasha's room, and rang the doorbell.

first sound...

Second tone...

The third sound...

No one responded, he sighed and prepared to go back to his room to get his tools.

I hope that I won't be blown in the head by Yofasa who came back suddenly.he thinks……

Just as he turned around, he heard a series of footsteps getting closer through a door.

The door opened from the inside.

Yofasha stood on the carpet at the door, wearing a loose bathrobe, with wet hair on his head, his face was a little bloody, and he was steaming all over his body, even his red eyes were a little moist under the smudge of the heat .

Water drops hung from his eyelashes, as if holding a piece of broken crystal.

Linshu suddenly had a strange feeling.

The information belonging to Jehofasa flooded him like a tide, from auditory feedback, olfactory feedback, visual feedback...

He had vaguely felt it four years ago, and now the "information" was magnified countless times, completely covering him.

His vision told him that Yofasha's description was extraordinarily beautiful.

His sense of smell told him that Yofasa smelled very good.

His hearing told him that Jehofasa's breathing was very pleasant.

His senses of touch and taste clamored for satisfaction.

At this moment, his brain was plunged into extreme madness and confusion, so that he could not maintain a straight standing posture, and only by clinging to the door frame could he barely guarantee that he would not slip and kneel on the ground.

The door frame creaked in his hands.

"Your reaction is so strong, it seems that the rate of assimilation is very high." Yofasa looked at him calmly, "You should be dealt with at your level... You are not an engineer directly made by the empire, but injected Survivors of the batch of vaccines from 14 years ago? Then such a high rate of assimilation would not be possible."

What is he saying?Linshu tried his best to shift his attention from Yofasa's beautiful voice to his speaking, although he couldn't fully understand, he realized one thing.

Jehophasa knew he was his sapper.

It may even have been known earlier.

"It should be because I have had close contact with me." Yofasa continued to say to himself, "And then I haven't been in touch with my "information" for too long.So... that's what I hate about you guys. "

Linshu panted heavily, trying to form a complete sentence to ask Yofasha, he even wanted to call out Yofasha's name regardless.

But Yofasa's next move almost wiped out all his sanity.

The blond-haired, red-eyed Emperor took out a small knife, and the sharp blade sliced ​​open the flesh on his arm. He frowned and moaned, and the bright red blood immediately covered his arm, trickled down to his elbow, and fell to the ground. ground.

The emperor's "information" concentration reached its peak at this moment.

Linshu grabbed Yofasa's wrist suddenly, and pulled him towards him while leaning forward.

He's going crazy.

He wants to get close to his superior, all kinds of positive and negative desires are boiling, desire to protect, desire to destroy, desire to possess, desire to conquer, appetite, lust for flesh...everything that human beings have, everything is rolling in his heart.

Yofasa just stared at him with lowered eyes, his delicate face was as expressionless as ever.

Linshu's favor for him came from the connection between the engineer and the emperor, it was as simple as that, nothing else, he gave Linshu a chance to get close to the superior because he was kind and thought it was interesting.

That day Linshu cried so sadly that he "accidentally" cut his finger to comfort him with a breath from the emperor.

He was kind and generous enough, he never thought of letting Linshu follow him, anyway, Linshu made people feel much more comfortable than other engineers.

But he suddenly felt that Linshu was no different from anyone else.

Unnatural emotions are so fragile.

He shouldn't have high expectations of Linshu.

He predicted that Linshu's next move would be to hug him, just like the night when Linshu cried, hugging his bones ached.

Then he will regain the emperor's authority before Linshu completely loses control, and make his engineer quiet and obedient. If he can't control it, then kill the engineer.

Although that would upset his stomach.

Yes, the stomach, not any other organs.

However, Linshu's action suddenly changed from pulling to reasoning. He suddenly pushed Yofasa away, turned and ran to his room. He fumbled in his pocket for a long time, his hands shaking unreasonably.

Yofasha followed behind him in surprise, he didn't understand what Linshu was doing.

He saw Linshu unlock the door with great difficulty, propped his hands on the ground from time to time, stumbled into the house in a very embarrassed state, and rummaged through boxes and cabinets.

Amidst the sound of debris colliding and falling to the ground, Linshu finally found what he wanted.

He turned back to Yofasa and took out the medicine and bandages from the first-aid kit he had found with great difficulty.

With his still trembling hand, he took Yofasa's bleeding arm.

Not tomorrow.