Artificial Life 29
"The last time I saw Mescal was half a year ago..." Rum flipped through the information in his hand. The Black Organization who are currently known in the work are basically on the Selmus, resulting in a shortage of talents for the second-in-command, who can only rely on disposable NPCs to do the work. "I hadn't come to Neon at that time..."
There is no record of Mescal leaving the Lighthouse Country... Rum pondered that since being sent abroad, he had no chance to meet Mescal. In addition, after the latter met Christina, he became more and more reclusive and almost left all matters to his wife.
Rum picked up another piece of information, this one was from Christina. This blonde female killer changed jobs directly after she fell in love. The FBI previously confirmed the existence of the serial killer Death through a raid on the dark web, but they were soon faced with the fact that the killer had already disappeared on the dark web. Countless psychologists analyzed the comments section for a long time and could only speculate that there had been tremendous changes in Death's emotional life. Apart from that, they could only wait for the next victim to provide clues.
"Death..." Rum snorted softly from the tip of his nose, "Falling in love with the person you want to kill..." He naturally knew the days when Mescal and Miravo first met, why the programmer's high collar and hoarse voice, and the indifferent eyes facing the god of death successfully captured the other's heart. Even the knowledgeable Rum felt that his mental state was a little crazy, "Forget it, this is a matter for young people, and it has nothing to do with me." He turned a few pages of the information back, which detailed Miravo's activities in the Lighthouse Country. He used a lot of connections to get the original information, and used his right eye's photographic memory to confirm the pictures one by one. He finally sorted it out, "Are these villas suspicious..."
Will Mezcal be here?
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"Calm down, Feiquan," Christina said to the person on the other end of the phone gently, "This matter is actually not as difficult as you think. Do you know the butterfly effect? ​​Have you ever seen anyone blame the butterfly?" She said every word clearly, "Just like when there is an avalanche, no one will blame the snowflakes."
Fang Shusuke seemed to say something on the other end of the phone. Christina waited patiently for the man to finish his incoherent words before she spoke slowly, "Don't be so nervous, Feiquan." She couldn't help but speak with a bit of elegance of her native language, "I remember you said you had made up your mind."
"Devote everything to the one you choose," Christina's face flushed, and she proudly shared her experience with her colleagues, "...Yes, I know you don't have that kind of feeling towards Wayne, but just like Yagaquan puts her above everything else, we have something in common, don't we?"
She put her arms around the back of the chair in front of her, her long golden hair falling to her shoulders. Christina said in a light tone, "When life was stirred into chaos by a huge force, I met a person..."
"——Then I suddenly felt that it would be nice to die for that person. I could relate to that person very much."
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