Grass, this is not right everyday

The existence holding Jock in the palm of his hand seemed to lose interest in Jock immediately, as if he appeared on purpose just to satisfy Jock's wish, he let go of his hand, and Jock's consciousness fell.

At the end of this weird weightlessness, Jock opened his eyes.

He gasped heavily, and the ability to think didn't return to his body until several seconds later. He looked at the room he was familiar with, and the obelisk in front of him, and it took him a longer time to adapt to the current situation than regaining his thinking.

The glare of the light made Jock a little blinded, which is a bit rare in normal times.

The source of the light came from the open window. It was night when Jock began to try to find out, but now it was day, as if he had just slept in another way.

Jock still maintained the posture of last night, and when the sweat dripped from his chin, Jock realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

"Hoo...Damn it, I will never do such a stupid thing again." Jock gradually calmed down his breathing and heartbeat. Although he got the answer he wanted, Jock became more determined and would never deal with this thing again. idea.

Maybe I shouldn't be so anxious, I should take some time to investigate carefully first?

Thinking so wildly, Jock took off his sweat-soaked clothes, rushed into the bathroom, and turned on the faucet——

After tidying up and changing into new clothes, Jock left his room.

For the time being, he left the obelisk in his room, but he connected the silver chain of Heart of the Ocean and hung it around his neck.

Swaggeringly hanging the stolen goods that the whole world is chasing around his neck, probably no one except Jock would do this.

"Hi, how's it going?" Jock went downstairs and came to the bar, "Did there be a lot of trouble last night?"

"Do you want to start drinking from the morning?" The bartender's face was full of fatigue, but she still maintained a professional service attitude, "Except for what you made last night, our guests here also have people who suddenly went crazy. .”

"Crazy?" Jock asked for a drink, then ordered food, "Someone messed up?"

"Well...it's not this kind of madness, we can still tell whether it's real madness or fake madness." The bartender Jill will casually start mixing drinks, "It's just...you've seen a person suddenly pick up a fruit fork and go crazy Prick your own eyes?"

78. Unsuccessful call

"You mean someone suddenly self-harmed here?" Jock asked casually.

Jill shook Jock's drink weakly, and nodded with lingering fear.

"That's not ordinary scary. Suddenly someone started poking his eyes and face last night, and blood flowed everywhere."

At this time, the morning news on TV finally started to broadcast. Just when Joker thought it was some nonsense about the robbery, the host suddenly talked about another matter with a serious face.

"Last night, a number of self-harm incidents occurred around the world. Relevant departments suspect that they are related to cults or some terrorist organizations at this time, and are investigating."

Then there is a brief summary of the news. Last night—of course, Japan time, at a certain time, self-harm incidents occurred all over the world at the same time.Some people suddenly picked up the sharp objects around them and pierced their faces and eyeballs, shouting frantically.

"It is reported that most of the victims are masters with outstanding achievements in art or literature. Although the specific circumstances of the victims are not clear, the relevant departments believe that this is a targeted attack."

Jock chewed the sandwich, turned his head to look at the picture on the TV news.

Or at some art exhibition, or at a pool party, or even in sleep, the victim suddenly begins to self-harm.

"Ah, speaking of which, the guy who hurt himself here last night seems to be the winner of some kind of literary award." The bartender lady shook her tired head, recalling that the guy last night was also called a master.

"Hmm..." Jock chewed on the sandwich, watched the news indifferently, and was a little curious about who did it. "The world is getting more and more chaotic now, right?"

The bartender lady nodded approvingly, pushed the drink in the glass to Jock, and then seemed to suddenly remember something.

"By the way, your cell phone is in the box, and you forgot to take it away yesterday." Jill said, taking out Jock's cell phone from behind the bar, "It's charged for you, but it seems that someone has been calling your phone .”

cell phone?

"Oh, thanks." Jock took the phone and said.

If no one mentioned it, he might have forgotten about it, no wonder he always felt that something was missing.

Just as Jock picked up the phone, the phone rang again. He and Jill looked at each other, and she shrugged, with an expression of "what do you want me to say."

"Hey, who is it?" Jock asked vaguely while chewing on the sandwich, "Fart, please."

"...It's me." Kato's familiar voice came from the other side of the phone, "You did a little too much this time, do you know what the police said?"

"Oh, it's you, old friend." Jock put another sandwich into his mouth. "I don't understand what you're talking about. What's wrong with the police? I'm a law-abiding citizen."

Kato was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about which sharp language he should use to expose Jock's riddled lies, but after a while of silence, Kato just changed the subject hastily.

"No, let's not talk about it now, the Response Division has some troublesome things to deal with." Kato continued after changing the subject, "But the police seem to have found something, although they don't know what it is, but they seem very excited... Anyway , I have something to ask you."

"Of course, you can guess all kinds of things by reading the news." Joker said with a little contempt. "As for you, what trouble do you have for me to help you out?"

"Don't say that, didn't we help each other? I got the circuit diagram of the Suzuki Tower for you... Anyway, you know what happened last night, right?"

"There were a lot of things last night, which one did you say?"

There was a noisy voice from Kato's side, and the call was resumed after a few seconds.

"This matter should have been on the news. Did you know that many people self-harmed last night?" Kato's tone became very fast, as if he couldn't wait to finish the next sentence, "The anti-cult brother said, there seemed to be some Something was almost summoned, and they didn't notice it at all, and they didn't find any clues until after it was over."

"Summon? What was summoned, where is it?" Qiao Kelian asked.

"It's not somewhere, it was 'almost' summoned. And it's not clear where exactly what was summoned." Kato replied immediately, "I don't know what it is, we have never encountered the area of ​​influence before. Such a big thing has spread all over the world!"

"Don't be nervous, anyway, didn't you call me over in the end?" Jock said nonchalantly.

"That's not the point! This means that the summoner, or the summoning group still exists, and the materials and sacrifices required for a summoning ceremony of this scale must be huge." Kato added, "Others are comparing myths around the world , ancient books, long poems, or legends, hoping to find out what it is that is summoned... Now there is no gain except knowing that that thing may be very hostile to the artist."

Jock snorted perfunctorily, he didn't care about this matter at all, although the cultists were disgusting, he didn't give way to the department.

"Anyway, thank you for your report. I still have something to do, so I hang up." Jock replied perfunctorily.

"Wait a minute!" Kato stopped immediately, "I haven't finished speaking yet. Although it's just a routine inquiry, you probably don't know much about the cultists... Also, if the summoned thing or the cultists are confirmed Show up in Japan, can you do me a favor?"

"Huh? Now that I think about it, I'm looking for me. What's the use of paying taxes every year to support you bastards?" Jock said sarcastically.

"When did you fucking pay the tax?" Kato couldn't help but swear, "Anyway, even if you help me when the time comes, you must save my life!"

Jock took away the phone in disgust, and hung up Kato's call.

"You should have sucked this thing up last night." Jock put away his phone and took a sip of his drink.

"It doesn't seem to be going well?" Jill raised her eyebrows. "I answered the phone last night with a girl with a lovely voice."

"Girls?" Jock snorted, Kato's voice was so cute, let alone girls.

But when Jock looked at the long list of Yukino Yukino's missed calls on the phone screen, Jock drove Kato out of his mind.

Damn, completely forgot about Yukinoshita.

Jock slapped himself on the forehead fiercely. After he escaped from the Suzuki Tower, he didn't make any explanation to Yukinoshita Yukino, one of the parties involved.

If the police ask something out of her...

Jock rushed out of Sofia without saying a word.

79. Morning under the snow

Jock's mobile phone is full of missed calls from Yukinoshita Yukino. Calculating the time, probably after leaving the Suzuki Tower the night before, Yukinoshita Yukino has been trying to dial Jock's phone.

And after that...Jock is either celebrating or drinking and watching the news, or praying to the nameless for a little life experience.

On the cracked screen, there is a whole column of Yukinoshita Yukino's points, at first almost every minute, and then one from time to time, with intervals ranging from three to ten minutes to several hours.

Jock was just about to call Yukinoshita back, and after thinking about it, it would be better to clarify in person at such a time, the matter had better not be so bad that it could not be repaired, otherwise it would not be a matter that can be solved by killing the mouth.

Yukinoshita Yukino had just gotten up from the bed, and hadn't fully woken up from sleep, the sunlight outside the window seeped into the room through the curtains, bringing a dim light.

She hugged her knees, and it took about half a minute before she got up from the bed, made the bed and washed.

Yukinoshita Yukino's life is very regular, or rather too regular, as if she can get up on time no matter how late she goes to bed, and complete the day's tasks without making any mistakes like a perfect superman.

There are always exceptions. Since Yukinoshita Yukino left from Suzuki Tower that day, she has not been able to see Jock. She called Jock a lot, but she didn't answer any of them.This made her take out her phone and try to dial Jock's number from time to time as if she was possessed, but no one answered every time.

Until last night, a woman with a smoky voice answered the phone, and there was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone.

Yukinoshita Yukino originally wanted to ask where Jock was, but in the end she didn't ask anything, instead she got angry and fell asleep.

Even so, the quality of Yukinoshita's sleep was not very good, almost staying up all night.

Although he wasn't really worried about him, to be honest, Yukinoshita wasn't worried at all.

But no matter what, I have to make a call, right?Even though it was the Suzuki Tower that I brought you in, even if that kind of thing happened, it’s fine if there’s no word of concern or thanks, at least we should say whether it’s life or death, right?

No, Yukinoshita doesn't care about Jock's life or death at all, after all, that kind of person cannot be easily killed by bullets.

But reporting that you are safe should be regarded as a basic courtesy, don't you even have this kind of common sense to communicate with others?

Yukinoshita Yukino felt that she would no longer worry about whether Jock was dead or alive. The more she lay on the bed, the more she thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more she didn't sleep well all night.

Let's just admit that I had some small worries before, but after these worries were washed away, Yukinoshita Yukino gradually came to her senses, could she be being used?

Looking back carefully on Jock's behavior style, I feel that it is not uncommon for him to do such things as robbery with a gun!

And think about it carefully, the friend he brought with him that day... Although he didn't look carefully at what he looked like, he seemed to be about the same size as one of the robbers.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I guessed it right. Yukinoshita Yukino regretted that she dealt with it perfunctorily when being questioned by the police, and should have a careful talk with the police.

Moreover, it was strange that the robber suddenly rushed over to protect the hostages at that time. His tone of voice and subconscious small movements always felt that he could connect with Jock.

Although there is no direct evidence, Yukinoshita has almost regarded Jock as one of them.

Wait a minute, so he still saved himself?

So the reason for not calling is also because you know that you are safe?

Yukinoshita's anger calmed down a little, but then he became more cranky.

After a whole night, Yukinoshita Yukino came out of the room with a yawn, wearing pajamas with cat patterns on it, rubbing her tired eyes, her long hair, which was originally soft, was very rarely forked like a mess of straw .

Yukinoshita Yukino's current spirit can even be described as sluggish, she wants to wash her face in a daze to wake herself up, and comb her hair back to its usual appearance.

But at this moment, someone knocked hard on the door of Yukinoshita's house.

"Hey Yukinoshita!" Jock stood at the door and shouted loudly, "If you are here, open the door."

Yukinoshita stared blankly at the door that was emitting noise. The insomnia last night made her clever little head go dull for a while, and she couldn't decide whether to open the door or not in the first place.

She didn't change her pajamas, she was wearing sandals and slippers, and her hair was messed up like never before.

It's a pity that Jock's patience has never been very good. When Yukinoshita was still hesitating, with a loud noise, the door of Yukinoshita's house was completely torn from the door frame.

Jock was about to throw the whole door aside casually, when he suddenly caught sight of Yukinoshita who jumped back in shock.

"...oh, you're home."

"That's the first thing you said when you broke into my house?!"

Yukinoshita finished washing quickly, tidied her hair, changed into casual clothes, and made a simple breakfast for herself.

Not for Jock.

"In short, that's it." Jock roughly finished his purpose of this trip, "Although it's my fault for not answering the phone, it's about time you should be honest, right?"

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at Jock with never such cold and contemptuous eyes, swallowed the food in small mouthfuls, and quickly swept away her breakfast.

"Hey, Yukinoshita?" Jock crossed his legs, propped his face with one hand, and still had an unlighted cigarette in his mouth, "So what did you tell the police, and did you have anything to do when you were escorted out by the police?" What did you find?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was as silent as before. After she cleared away the dinner plate, she sighed and sat opposite to Jock.

"In this case, let's exchange." Yukinoshita said, "Just like before, when I am answering you, you must also answer my question."

Yukinoshita looked sharply at Jock up and down, trying to find a flaw in this man.

But this didn't have much deterrent effect on Jock, he didn't seem to care, and even thought it was quite interesting.

"You ask." He made a gesture of invitation, "I will answer whatever, as long as I know, and only once."

Yukinoshita took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, and looked seriously at Jock who was sitting across the dining table.

"The robber who rescued me at that time, was it you?" Yukinoshita's voice was a little nervous and trembling. No matter which side Jock answered, she would be at a loss to some extent.

"Of course it's me." Jock answered without hesitation, "I'm the one who brought you out that night. If you don't think it's credible, I took a shotgun and grabbed your butt that night." Arm, lift you out."

Yukinoshita fell silent, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Suddenly faced with a robber of the century, most people will be at a loss in this way, especially if the person happens to be an acquaintance of yours.

Jock was not in a hurry, he quickly approached Yukinoshita Yukino, as if teleporting.

"How is it, Xiao Yukino, can you tell me now?" Jock leaned close to Yukinoshita's ear and asked softly.

80. West Kino General Hospital

Warm breath was exhaled on the snow-white neck, Yukinoshita shrank her neck subconsciously, and suddenly leaned back sharply, a blush floated quietly on her cheeks.