Chapter 6868

Chaori Xiqiu felt that he was not an overly enthusiastic person, but if someone asked for help, he would not stand idly by.

He glanced around the room and noticed that Mr. Zhuxing, who was wearing a knitted hat, was still working with the housekeeper to arrange the melons that had been delivered to the house. He thought that he would not leave for the time being, so he nodded to the girl, indicating that he could help.

Asahi Xiqiu wanted to help push the wheelchair, but she felt it was a bit offensive so she didn't offer her hand. The wheelchair girl drove herself back to the house by electric drive, and Asahi Xiqiu didn't bother about it anymore.

"Which painting is it?" Chao Ri Xi Qiu followed the girl in the wheelchair into the house.

The girl in the wheelchair stopped at a corner of the house and pointed: "Here, sir."

Hanging on the inner wall is a landscape oil painting showing a magnificent villa surrounded by numerous trees.

Asahi Xiqiu raised his arm to take down the painting, and his eyes instinctively fell on the building that was the main subject of the painting.

It is a magnificent annex standing in a square and fortress. The oil painting is rich in ink and heavy colors. It does not depict the details of the annex, but only outlines the outline with a rough brush and applies colored ink.

The background is a dusk scene of the setting sun, and in the distance there are birds painted with a black pen... they seem to be flying crows.

"...Huanghun Villa." Chaori Xiqiu murmured, and the name of a building slipped out from between his lips.

The girl in the wheelchair sat upright and added lightly, "The ancestral home of the Karasuma family has become a thing of the past."

Karasuma. The name sounds familiar the moment I hear it, like a strand of reed swaying in the depths of my memory as my memories turn.

Those were not pleasant memories; the lingering name was like a pulling rope tied around his neck.

"..." Chaori Xiqiu continued to stare at the oil painting in his hand. The buildings made of large blocks of color became clearer and clearer. The black crows at the edge almost seemed to fly away from the picture, making dry, hoarse and cold cries.

Chao Ri Xi Qiu's right eyelid twitched a few times. Then he decisively turned the painting in his hand over, facing down.

My right eyelid is twitching. This painting is unlucky! !

Since it's ominous, it's better not to look at it as much as possible. What if it's one of those horror legends that will explode at the first glance?

Once the train of thought was opened, it flowed like a river with its gates opened. In an instant, many common horror movie plots flashed through Asahi Xiqiu's mind.

Something like Annabelle, the deadly puppet, and someone in the closet...well, the last one might not be a horror movie plot.

In short, maybe the girl in the wheelchair asked me to take down the painting because it caused too many strange events.

Now that I have touched it, the ghost won’t get on me again, right?

No, QAQ, he is actually very afraid of ghosts, help! How can I become a materialist in an instant?

Chaohi Yuqiu's expression turned normally to black, then from black to white, and finally to green, just like a flashing three-color light bulb.

The pair of deep golden eyes looked even deeper, the corners of the eyes drooped slightly, and the straightened smiling lips looked a little serious.

The girl in the wheelchair tightened her hands slightly on the side of the chair.

Ever since the man in front of her clenched the painting and turned it downward with great force to show his contempt, she has been waiting for the man's words, just like waiting for the sound of a gun giving the order.

The wheelchair girl - or more precisely, Kitamura Aoi. After the laboratory tragedy that year, she was rescued and settled in Jianggutian Town.

At first she thought it was the Japanese police who rescued her, but later she found out that it was a temporary collaboration between the Japanese police and a group called "Rose".

After the public security officers took her out, they were no longer responsible for her placement. The monthly living allowance was given to her by the Rose group.

Kitamura Aoi has no idea where her brother Kitamura Ichihachi is. For safety reasons, she does not plan to look for her brother in a big way until the alcohol code organization where her parents work is destroyed, but just stays quietly in Jianggutian Town.

Kitamura Aoi was born with a disability, but she never bowed to her fate. When she was a child, she read many books while staying alone in the laboratory.

She has outstanding scientific research ability and is good at design. She has gradually established her own trading and information channels in Jianggutian Town.

It was with this ability and ten years of persistence that she finally joined [Rose].

[Rose] does not belong to any official organization. It is just a group of "victims" and "disaster victims", a camp composed of "dead people".

Those who should have been killed by the organization but are still alive, with the desire for revenge and the ideal of dying first and then being reborn, have gathered together to become a sharp sword in order to one day be able to return to the sun with dignity.

It was also at this point that she learned more information about her brother: the person who rescued her brother was [Nightingale], the leader of the [Rose] group.

But [Nightingale] hasn't appeared for a long time and is said to be dead.

When Kitamura Aoi heard the news, he was stunned for a second and asked, "Is [Nightingale] really dead, or is he a 'dead person' like us, but still exists?"

"...We hope he is still alive." The man who was in charge of guiding her replied softly, "But no matter what - the immortal bird will not die."

That was a line from "Ode to a Nightingale", a poem that Kitamura Aoi had read.

She did not fully understand the other person's answer at first, until one night when she was bathing in the bright moonlight outside the window and repeatedly reading the poetry collection in her hands, inspiration flashed through her like a flash of lightning.

*[Eternal bird! You are immortal,

The greed of time cannot bring you down.

I heard your voice tonight.

It was also heard by ancient emperors and common people! ]

Kitamura Aoi blinked slowly as she stroked the smooth pages of the book.

A particular person may die, but the spirit is immortal—

As long as the organization exists and the atrocities do not stop, there will always be new 'dead' like them crawling out of hell, nightingales singing loudly, and roses watered with songs and blood.

After years of hiding, the Rose group has now established private connections with several official organizations.

They bring together people from different regions of all opposing organizations, sharing intelligence through mediation and exchange of interests.

The organization named after the wine did indeed dominate for half a century, but the people who tried to destroy them also struggled for half a century.

Now, those scattered other organizations have been integrated and gathered into a torrent strong enough to destroy the building.

——All that’s missing is a suitable opportunity to release the blockade.

...If [Nightingale] were still here, Kitamura Aoi couldn't help but think, [Nightingale] would lead them.

Kitamura Aoi learned from the words of the people around her that the "Nightingale" who saved her and her brother had a pair of golden eyes.

Later, Kitamura Aoi recalled the older brother whom she had caught a glimpse of a long time ago.

Not long after she was rescued, someone passed by her hut. At that time, Kitamura Aoi was still afraid of meeting strangers, so she just hid behind the window hesitantly.

The auburn-haired, golden-eyed man who looked like a giant fox didn't do anything extra. He just looked at her a few times, smiled slightly, and then left.

Normally, such a chance encounter would not be remembered for so long, but Kitamura Aoi didn't know why she still remembered it.

When mentioning the golden-eyed [Nightingale], her first reaction was the older brother.

But since that separation, I have never seen him again. Until today.

Kitamura Aoi hesitated in the courtyard for a while, and finally stepped forward to invite the other party to come to her house, using the painting hanging in the dusk annex of the Karasuma family as a hint to reveal her identity.

I thought the person in front of me would be able to quickly understand what I meant, and then -

Under Kitamura Aoi's unblinking gaze, Asahi Yuaki finally spoke.

He hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and asked carefully and seriously: "Do you... need my help to contact the ghost exorcist?"

Kitamura Aoi: “?”

Asahi Yuki had already placed the painting upside down on the cabinet beside him. He was nervous and looked at the painting with an expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

This painting makes my right eyelid twitch. It must be a painting with evil intentions! Nowadays, ghost movies only focus on the stamina-filled runners. This ghost actually bullies the girl in the wheelchair. It's really abominable.

Chaori Xiqiu was determined to find a master of exorcism to get rid of this problem.

Speaking of exorcising demons, the first common sense that came to his mind was: in the far east, there are four masters and apprentices walking westward... What is this?

Chao Ri Xi Qiu shook his head, clearing those chaotic contents from his mind. He then said slowly: "I know that this painting is unspeakable... It's a bad thing."

After hearing this, Kitamura Aoi gradually returned to her normal expression from her dazed state.

She breathed a sigh of relief: Yes, that's right. The person in front of her must have seen the hint from Huang Hun Villa and was just joking.

Or maybe it was a hint? Contacting the master exorcist... maybe it was a hint that they should start contacting various official agencies. Kitamura Aoi tried hard to understand.

But just in case, she still planned to say more. Kitamura Aoi turned the wheelchair, adjusted the angle, and then whispered, "Do you know what can kill a crow?"

Asahi Yuqiu: "Weasel."

Kitamura Aoi: “…”

The scene was eerily quiet for three seconds.

Chao Ri Xi Qiu twisted his body slightly and was the first to break the slightly awkward silence. He coughed and his mind worked quickly.

Maybe I shouldn't answer "weasel". This is definitely not the answer the girl wants.

The crow mentioned in the wheelchair girl's speech should not be just a crow, right? Because that would be too abrupt. They were not discussing the topic of birds at all, and it seems that there are no crows around here recently?

Combining this with the painting that made his right eye twitch, Chaohi Xiqiu gave full play to his imagination and guessed that the crow here refers to an evil thing... Maybe he could try burning this painting?

The raging fire will eventually burn away all evil! There is nothing that cannot be burned by one fire, and if that doesn't work, then use two fires.

So Asahi Xiqiu replied, "Maybe we can try a big fire." After two seconds, he added, "But not here."

It would be terrible if you set fire to the house! What if you accidentally set the house on fire? That would be an extremely dangerous situation.

Chao Ri Xi Qiu also has the corresponding safety common sense in mind: Don't set a fire in the house. If the house is on fire, please get away as soon as possible instead of taking pictures on the spot.

"..." Kitamura Aoi blinked. The person in front of her answered in her mind.

—The fire. And not here and now.

The fire symbolizes a raging fire. They have gathered together, and only the last wave of help from the east wind is needed. No matter what, the fire will always start.

Seriously speaking, now is not a good time to take action. Maybe we can delay it for a while until everything is ready. [Nightingale] is always right.

Kitamura Aoi's heart, which had been beating fast, calmed down, and all her anxiety and nervousness just now seemed to be wiped away*.

She raised her eyes and said, "In the future, if I need you, where can I find you?"

When needed? Chaori Xiqiu initially thought that he was looking for him to exorcise the ghost, but after thinking for two or three seconds, he felt that it was not the case. After all, the other party seemed to have accepted his suggestion to [burn the evil painting].

Well, apart from this, there is only one reason to find me - to buy melons.

I guess the other party also saw the scene of me and Zhu Xingda unloading melons just now, and knew that I was in this line of work.

Asahi Yuaki originally wanted to reply, "Go to Tokyo Beika-cho to find the Seishin Watermelon Shop." But then he changed his mind and realized that he didn't know how long he could continue in this state. What if he became a child and couldn't run the business? Wouldn't that make the other person's trip in vain? The other person is still in a wheelchair!

His thoughts turned around, and he wanted to find an agent to help him sell the melons. After a brief contemplation, a name popped into his mind.

The one who is reassuring, experienced, relatively free and familiar, and who is also aware of his own shrinking situation...seems to be the only one.

——Gin.

This code name popped into Asahi Yuaki's mind.

Of course, you should entrust your valuable business to someone you can trust. White-haired Friend is definitely a trustworthy partner!

Moreover, long before that, Asahi Yuqiu wanted to ask the other party to help deal with the pending melon business... He guaranteed that the profits would be split 20% and 80% respectively, 20% for himself and 80% for Gin!

By the way, Gin selling melons can also show his simplicity to the main plot. In this way, the main plot will not always assign the identity of the villain to his white-haired friend? The diligent and conscientious businessman is naturally a good person, and he should help his friend to whitewash himself.

The more Chao Ri Xi Qiu thought about it, the more he felt that it was very suitable, so he considered it for a moment and said, "Don't look for me, I'm not very well now..."

Speaking of this, Chao Ri Xi Qiu still felt a little sad that he couldn't handle it himself. "Anyway, there is a more suitable person - the future will be handed over to him."

Kitamura Aoi was stunned for a moment. She was not sure what the person in front of her meant. Combined with the rumors she had heard before, that Nightingale was dead, she felt a little uneasy.

...Could it be that the person in front of me was seriously injured in that fatal disaster? That's why he is "not able to do it" now?

Kitamura Aoi's fingers resting on the armrest of the wheelchair couldn't help but tighten. She heard the slight sadness in the words of the person in front of her. She opened her mouth, but could not utter any words of comfort.

The golden-eyed Nightingale pressed its chest against the thorns of the plant before turning into mud, transmitting its blood and singing to the plant, which blossomed into bright red roses.

Kitamura Aoi remained silent. She knew that only by giving it her all could she live up to the expectations.

She opened her lips and finally uttered: "Who?"

Asahi Yuqiu didn't have Gin's contact information - he didn't have time to ask for it last time.

"Wait a minute, leave me your contact information first." Asahi Xiqiu decided to get the wheelchair girl's phone number first, so that when he returns to Tokyo and finds his white-haired friend, he can let his white-haired friend contact the other party. "What's your name?"

Kitamura Aoi's eyelashes fluttered. She guessed that the person in front of her wanted to ask her for a pseudonym she was currently using.

After all, in theory, Kitamura Aoi had disappeared with the death of the Kitamura couple and the laboratory tragedy.

But she knew that the organization had killed too many people, and she was young at the time and her parents protected her information, so she had never been listed in the organization's information book.

Kitamura Aoi has a fake identity that was initially arranged for her by the police, but she is more accustomed to her real name.

It made her feel alive, and at the same time, it made her remember hatred, love and purpose.

Besides, maybe... maybe one day, by coincidence, I will be able to see my brother again?

She couldn't go looking for him in a high-profile manner, but if fate favored her, perhaps the other party would notice her name.

In response to Asahi Yuki's question, Kitamura Aoi was silent for three seconds, and finally replied: "... Kitamura Aoi. My name is Kitamura Aoi."

Asahi Yuaki paused for a moment. This name was more familiar to him than Karasuma—because he had just touched this past when he woke up from a dream not long ago. Kitamura Aoi, that must be Dr. Kitamura's sister!

No wonder he felt that the wheelchair girl looked so familiar. He knew her brother, Kitamura Kazuha, a potential customer of Xiguapi!

Chao Ri Xi Qiu lifted his eyelids and stared at the girl with his golden eyes: "You have a brother, right? - He misses you very much."

He still remembered the conversation when he woke up in the hospital. At that time, he also suggested that if Kitamura Kazuha wanted to find someone, he could contact the police, but he didn't expect that he would run into the real culprit!

Just do a good deed when you pass by.

"Dr. Kitamura - I mean, Dr. Kitamura Kazuha, he should be at the Tokyo Hospital now."

"......!" Kitamura Aoi's eyes widened slightly. She didn't expect to hear news about her brother at this moment!

Nightingale, who had saved so many people, could still remember every one of them. After crawling out of death and being seriously injured, he still helped search for the latest news about his brother.

For a moment, her mind went blank. Various emotions such as shock, joy, bewilderment, excitement, and emotion surged into her heart and spread into her nose.

Her eyes were slightly hot, and she whispered with a trembling voice: "Tokyo?"

"Yes." Asahi Yuki nodded. He simply suggested, "Are you going to Tokyo? I can take you with me when I leave."

Kitamura Aoi is sitting in a wheelchair. Even though it is an electric wheelchair, it is still more or less inconvenient and she needs someone to accompany her.

Asahi Yuqiu was very grateful to Dr. Kitamura for taking care of her in the hospital, and she planned to talk to him about the sale of melon rinds.

In that case, why not do a good deed and take Dr. Kitamura's sister, Kitamura Aoi, with you.

After thinking for a while, Chaori Xiqiu added: "The person I just mentioned that you can contact is also near Tokyo."

Although he didn't have Gin's contact information, Asahi Yuki knew that Gin often appeared on the streets of Tokyo, just like a randomly refreshed monster. In short, he would definitely find him if he went to Tokyo to wait!

Kitamura Aoi's heart was pounding, and it seemed as if fireworks were blooming before her eyes.

Not only can I see my brother, but I can also advance the career of [Rose] and find the successor of [Nightingale] to discuss the final process of killing the crow... Isn't this a double happiness?

She raised her eyes and looked at the young man with fox eyes standing in front of her. Suddenly she felt like she was back to the very beginning.

The golden-eyed Nightingale passed by the window, but this time, she did not retreat and hide, but finally stood up and said what was in her heart -

"...Thank you." She said softly but seriously.

Asahi Yuqiu blinked his eyes, his smiling lips slightly raised, and his foxy eyes curved upward. He was like a puffed-up bun, floating up when he was thanked by others.

However, he still said politely: "You're welcome. I was going back to Tokyo, so I just happened to give you a ride."

Kitamura Aoi thought slowly, and she remembered the lines from "Ode to the Nightingale" again:

[In the darkness, I listen to your song.]

If everything is to come to an end, the rose watered by the blood of the nightingale has already gained the power of thorns.

She lowered her eyes and asked again: "Tokyo...who do I want to contact?"

Chaori Xiqiu came to his senses and replied, "I can't find him for now. But when I meet him, I will let him contact you again."

Thinking of this, Chao Ri Xi Qiu suddenly remembered that he had never known the real name of his white-haired friend.

So he paused and said, "You can call him Gin."