Chapter 150 Gu Wenyu's Mother, the Evil People, and the Sister's Problem (asking for monthly tickets)
[Xia Pingzhou: They said the leader is looking for someone in Lijing, so who is the new No. 4? ]
[Hacker: Su Ying. I heard she is an exorcist. The team leader didn’t introduce her to me, so I just met her.]
"Um...Su Ying?"
Through the perspective of Unit 2, Ji Minghuan raised his eyebrows and stared at the name on the screen. For some reason, he felt that the name looked familiar.
His lips moved and he murmured again: "Su...Ying?"
After a moment, Ji Minghuan finally came back to his senses and looked at the name again. It was as if he saw the Loch Ness Monster jumping out of the fish tank, and a storm of fear surged in his heart:
"Fuck, isn't this the mother of Unit 1 who was accidentally killed by Rainbow Wing?"
"The hacker wouldn't have investigated my background and found out that I have a cooperative relationship with Black Pupa, and then used this name to trick me."
Thinking of this, his typing fingers felt a little nervous for a moment.
But the typing still needs to be done. If you suddenly don't reply to the message at this time, it would seem like you are trying to hide your true intentions.
[Xia Pingzhou: Is the new member a woman?]
【Hacker: Sexism?】
[Xia Pingzhou: What does it look like? ]
【Hacker: You will know it once you see it. 】
[Xia Pingzhou: You just said she is an exorcist, then what is her exorcism? ]
[Hacker: Are you that curious? You are indeed the female killer in our brigade. You can kill men, women, young and old, even those who are 100 years old.]
"Come on, there are still men, women and children, that's my mother, okay..."
Ji Minghuan sighed inwardly, "What is going on now? The new member just has the same name as Unit 1's mother? But the leader met her in Lijing, could it be that she is really the mother who died a few years ago? If the mother is not dead, then what is this family busy with?"
"Forget it. Even if this new No. 4 isn't my mom, she may have some connection with her. When the next operation begins, I'll have to find a chance to find out more about her."
Putting aside his messy thoughts, Ji Minghuan picked up the glass from the table and took a sip of orange juice with an expressionless face.
Turning his head, Ayase Origami lowered her eyes, her pupils were empty. Although her eyes were always empty, after spending some time with her, he could already tell the mood of this kimono girl through her eyes. She seemed a little sleepy at the moment.
"Shall we go back first?" Ji Minghuan asked while sipping orange juice through a straw.
Ayase Origami yawned and raised her hand to cover her mouth. She smacked her lips lightly, thought about it casually, and whispered:
"clothing."
"The clerk has already sent it to the hotel." Ji Minghuan controlled Xia Pingzhou to answer.
"Tomorrow... I want to wear new clothes." Her voice was already hazy, and her eyelids drooped and then raised again. She was clearly not stained with a drop of alcohol, but she was the only one in the box who was drowsy.
After all, the eldest lady would have been lying in bed at this time, but she seemed to know that everyone was in a bad mood because of Lan Duoduo's death, so she endured her sleepiness and chatted with everyone in the box. Although she didn't say a word, it was still a kind of companionship after all.
"Do you want me to help you choose?" Xia Pingzhou asked.
"I choose it myself."
Ayase Origami's tone carried a hint of little girl's stubbornness, just like a little girl who was strictly controlled by her parents and went to college, finally had her own dormitory and her own wardrobe, into which she could put any clothes that she thought looked good.
"good."
Xia Pingzhou turned his head to glance at her drowsy appearance, then looked away.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly found that the people around him seemed to be a group of people whose mental age was younger than their actual age, such as César, Ayase Origami, and the refrigerator demon whose mental age was only three years old.
Maybe he is such a person, so he attracts such people. After all, although he uses a 19-year-old body, his mental age is actually 12 years old, but he is a little more mature and knows more than an ordinary 12-year-old.
Seeing that Ayase Origami was too sleepy to hold on any longer and her eyelids were about to close completely, Xia Pingzhu woke her up:
"Let's go."
He stood up from the sofa and turned to look at the others, "She and I will go back first."
"How sweet." Andrew took the lead and whistled. "Let's go, let's go. I've forced you two little brats to accompany me to drink so late...even though you were drinking orange juice."
After saying that, he burped.
"You two haven't slept together yet, have you? You're so immature..." The Blood Descendant held his cheek and smiled slightly.
"Newcomer, I advise you to be careful." The Ripper said without looking up, playing with his mobile phone.
Fortunately, Xia Ping Zhou and Ayase Origami are not human, and one is even more like a fake human. The combination of robots and dolls will never make them blush when teased. They will only respond in unison with expressionless faces:
"Shut up."
After the lukewarm words, the two walked out of the box one after another. After leaving the pub, they arrived at the hotel they had booked in advance.
Just as Xueyi said, they booked the same room, but it was a double bed room. This was Ayase Origami's request. She thought it would be troublesome if Xia Pingzhu got into trouble, so it would be better for her to watch him.
Xia Pingzhou didn't care, as if he was still living in the attic of the cafe.
At that time, he slept on the floor and she slept on the bed. They both slept very quietly, especially neither of them snored. He slept like a robot with power off, and the eldest daughter slept like a puppet with the strings cut off, so they got along very harmoniously.
However, they could no longer return to that cafe. Oda Takikage was dead, and the Japanese underworld was searching for the White Crow Brigade members. They would not let go of any surveillance camera on any street. As long as they moved the surveillance camera back in time, they would sooner or later find the cafe near Tokyo Bay.
She touched the sensor under the handle with the room card and entered the room with a click. Ayase Origami rubbed the carpet once or twice, took off her clogs, and walked to the bed without looking back. Like a puppet with its strings cut, she stumbled and fell on the bed.
She lay on the pillow with her face turned sideways, lowering her eyes. She was obviously very sleepy and tired, but she did not close her eyes immediately.
Xia Pingzhou took off his shoes, walked in carrying two bags of clothes, and sat down on the other bed.
"At that time..." she suddenly said, "If I hadn't been impulsive, Lan Duoduo might not have died."
The kimono girl's voice was so soft, so soft that it couldn't cover the croaking of frogs in the hotel yard.
Xia Pingzhou was slightly stunned, thinking that Ayase Origami had blamed him for Lan Duoduo's death. However, he also knew that if Ayase Origami had not been impulsive at that time, Lan Duoduo might not have died... Oda Takikage would have died.
It was because Ayase Origami's actions at that time angered Zhou Jiuya that the bloody scene occurred.
"But... none of them blamed me." Ayase Origami paused, "Why?"
Xia Pingzhou remained silent, thinking to himself... Indeed... no one blamed her at this party, not even Andrew, who cared about Lan Duoduo the most.
I'm afraid it's because they don't think there's anything wrong with this from the bottom of their hearts. This group of villains also has their own principles, that is, the lives of their companions. So even if most of the members died at that time, I'm afraid that the survivors would not blame her.
"Why should they blame you?" he asked.
"I killed Lan Duoduo."
"I feel that since joining the White Crow Brigade, everyone here has been basically prepared to be buried at any time. We are just a group of hopeless desperadoes." Xia Pingzhou said.
"But why are the people around me always being...?" She said intermittently, "Always... one after another, Takikage is also like this, and my mother is also like this."
Xia Pingzhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he had asked Ayase Origami in the attic before what it felt like to be a gangster lady.
She said that she was the only daughter in the family. Her mother died giving birth to her. Her father took his anger out on her and trained her like a tool. Her father instilled in her the idea of killing since she was a child. Her father would take her to watch his men execute debtors.
She didn't even have the right to blink because her father would be angry.
Because her father always said that her mother's death was her fault, she gradually got used to this statement when she was young. It seems that even if she escaped from the family, the ideas engraved on her by her parents when she was young still pursued her and subtly influenced her thoughts, like an invisible birdcage or an indelible brand.
After a moment of silence, Xia Pingzhou said, "Your mother's death is not your fault. Your father is a scumbag, so he took his anger out on you."
"...What about Takikage?"
"I think he should have been ready to die since he voluntarily followed you to join the brigade." Xia Pingzhou paused, "Everyone here is ready to die when they wake up, let alone a ninja."
"But he didn't have to make this preparation, not from the beginning."
Xia Pingzhou met her gaze with a sidelong glance: "He has his own ideas, and you are just you. You can't control others, even the ones you care about the most, or the ones who care about you the most."
He was silent for a while. "Besides, we are bad guys. The only right that bad guys can enjoy is that they don't have to be responsible to anyone. So be smart... Don't take on the things that make you suffer, just like you ran away from the family."
"At that time, didn't you think that being a person despised by everyone was better than being a puppet led by others for the rest of your life? But when you start to care about these things, you become a puppet at the mercy of others again."
Xia Pingzhou paused and said, "We are all rotten to this point anyway. Instead of caring about those trivial things, why not be the worst and most cool scumbags in the world together? It is worse than having a bitter face every day, isn't it?"
Ayase Origami was silent for a long time, and suddenly whispered: "You are not a scumbag."
Xia Pingzhou was stunned for a moment.
"You're a cat scum." Ayase Origami said lightly.
Xia Pingzhou realized it later, and once again made an inappropriate joke. This kimono girl's thinking was always so off the mark, but her tone of voice was always so light that it was hard to tell whether she was serious or joking.
He sighed slightly, and suddenly felt like he was talking to a cow. For a moment, he felt the absurdity of talking to a three-year-old about the importance of world peace, and then the three-year-old made an imperialist gesture to him.
"A cat that preaches the truth..." Ayase Origami paused for a moment and closed her eyes, "I don't hate it."
She clearly didn't raise her lips, but her fair face seemed to be smiling. Soon after, she fell asleep. Under the dim yellow light, she could see her chest rising and falling and hear her barely audible breathing.
Seeing that she was asleep, Xia Pingzhou also lay down on the other bed. He turned off the bedside lamp, and the quiet darkness enveloped the two of them. They could still hear the croaking of frogs outside.
The time zones were different. It was still dark in Venice, but it was already daytime in Lijing and the Whale Garden. So after closing his eyes, he synchronized his consciousness to Unit 1.
At 9:30 in the morning, China time, Unit No. 1 Gu Wenyu woke up, got up and walked out of the room, staggered to the bathroom, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then went downstairs.
He turned his head dejectedly and saw Su Zimai sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.
"That's your breakfast." She pointed to the kitchen table without looking back.
Following his sister's finger, Gu Wenyu saw black sesame soy milk, glutinous rice buns and a glutinous rice chicken on the dining table. They should have been bought by his eldest brother, because he knew what Gu Wenyu liked to eat.
He finished his breakfast obediently, then washed his hands and sat in front of the TV. Su Zimai was watching an old cartoon called "The Young Heroes of the Divine Army".
"Can you watch Kamen Rider with me?" Gu Wenyu asked tentatively.
"Don't watch it... Watching Black Cat Sheriff is more interesting than watching that. What's so interesting about the suit man? And the head of that suit looks like a cockroach. I suspect that the mask of the black pupa was made to imitate the Kamen Rider."
"By the way, Hei Pupa beat up Tun Yin last night. I just woke up and saw his video."
"What kind of trash is Tunyin? It's not surprising that he was beaten up."
"I don't allow you to insult Tun Yin. I'm wearing his fan T-shirt. Look in my eyes! Answer me, why do you want to insult Tun Yin? What is it about Tun Yin that makes him inferior to your lesbian teacher?"
"Can you stop being so stressed?" Su Zimai asked disdainfully, "Is Tunyin your mother?"
Ji Minghuan suddenly thought, could it be that the reason why Su Zimai became an exorcist was because he inherited his mother's cells, but is No. 4 in the brigade really his mother? If not, could she be his mother's friend in the exorcist world?
Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan moved his butt a little further from the sofa and asked, "Sister, do you think... do I have the potential to become an exorcist?"
"Huh?" Su Zimai's sound was drawn out, filled with naked sarcasm and ridicule.
She turned off her phone and turned to look at him. She coughed twice and said seriously and bluntly, "My teacher said that you don't have the embryonic form of the Heavenly Exorcist in your body, so you will never be able to become an exorcist in this life. Do you understand?"
"Then where did the prototype of the Sky Drive in your body come from?"
"Of course it's natural."
"That's not right... It's not born, it's born by my mother."
Su Zimai was just about to ask why you were suddenly playing word games, but he suddenly raised his eyebrows and thought, yes... since she is an exorcist, then her exorcist genes are likely inherited from her parents!
Why hadn't she thought of this before?
"You mean..." She paused, "Mom is also an exorcist?"
(End of this chapter)
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