Wine and Gun

"And then?" Midalen sat up excitedly, "Are you going?"

Olga shook his head firmly: "I'm not going. The profiler is not responsible for kicking the door."

"but--"

"Midaren," Olga interrupted softly, and the startlingly beautiful young man fell silent, frowning into a ball of yarn.

"You remember the time when I went to the forest outside the city with me, then you should also know my position on this kind of thing." Olga explained gently, although her logic was in the eyes of most people. Probably also quite crazy, "I'm just the one in charge of the final outcome, I don't push it to the end - I don't even care how it ends. My only job is to wait for it to end, and then my The work will begin."

Midalun obviously understands that he is too young and too keen, too young to know what choices to make, but he can clearly see the development of the story. People who know nothing don't feel troubled, and Midaren is obviously the kind of person who does.

He definitely wanted to see it, he wanted to see the end of the story with his own eyes, but he didn't know what to do and what choices to make at the end. So he could only nod his head, his teeth biting his lip slowly.

There was a few seconds of silence between them, and then Hunter coughed visibly.

Sometimes Olga Absolute Hunter is also too sensitive, this person relies on his own terrible intuition to work as a bounty hunter. Sometimes Olga thinks that Orion Hunter may have long known the fact that "Olga knows the truth of many things but chooses to keep silent"; he knows that Olga sits and watches many things happen, but he never Open your mouth to ask, just try to find the answer yourself.

They may have different views on things, but it's a miracle to be able to sit here in peace.

"Besides," said Hunter at this time, "it's not a good time to go out—you look at the weather."

So everyone turned their heads to look out the window, and in the night there was a kind of gray heavy snow falling one after another.

Then there was another moment of silence, after which Midalen admitted: "You were right."

"Don't be too sorry," Olga said in a soothing tone, "I guess, maybe it's not the time when everything is completely over-perhaps, you still have a chance to witness the final outcome of the matter."

"Is this speculation based on a kind of trust?" Hunt couldn't help asking.

"I wouldn't say I 'trust' a psycho killer," Olga denies, "it's just a guess I make based on what they know. I think if a person hasn't Arrested, he may have the ability to continue the story."

Hardy and Alexander rushed out of the car and slammed the door shut. He drove the car all the way to the front of the gate of a building in the East District. The wheel hub almost brushed the steps of the main entrance of the building. Under normal circumstances, the car is not allowed to park in this position, and the car should be parked in the parking lot of the prison. Go, but today is a special situation, and I can't care about it anymore.

Jenny Griffin followed Hardy nervously, and the researcher couldn't help murmuring along the way, something like "So it is! This explains everything! No wonder the experimental data is inaccurate!" , In normal times, Hardy would ask what she was talking about, but today he really has no such time.

The ground has been covered with a thin layer of snow, and it is quite slippery. Several people walked to the building with great difficulty: it was a complex building in the East District, and in the building was the infirmary of the East District of the prison, The library, the staff's office, etc.; the double cell in the east side is in another building on the side of it, and the two buildings are only less than ten meters apart.

Obviously due to the distance and bad weather, Hardy and others were the first police officers to arrive, and the warden of the prison was waiting for them at the door. As soon as he saw these people walking in, he strode over to greet them, and said as he walked, "Come with me! He should still be in the infirmary!"

Hardy scribbled his head and glanced up at the building in front of him: the entire building was immersed in the dark night and the wind and snow, and although the lights in many rooms were on, the whole building still looked very dark. Yin Shen, like a strange shòu standing there.

Hardy swallowed unconsciously and said, "Let's go."

In this strange silence, under the countless gazes of bystanders, another person continued to speak.

Jerome said: "Because you have crossed the line, if you were willing to do it yourself, maybe we could get along peacefully, but obviously you didn't choose that - I don't know why you chose to do it at this time, and I don't know what you are It doesn't matter whether it's voluntary or helping others, you've touched our bottom line."

People like Jerome went through a lot of things before and after they went to prison, murder, torture, bribery, and so on. Maybe he can tolerate one of his right-hand men dying in a fire, but he can't tolerate his already right-hand man being murdered inexplicably, then being disemboweled and hanging like a dead animal, which is a great deal for him and him. A provocation and insult to his gang.

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