As the distance between the two continued to shorten, Ai Liang could almost see the negative emotions solidifying when he was still a few steps away from the bench.
This feels like an important branch option that affects the direction of the plot in a galgame. The difference between Yue Qihua and the heroine is that there is a golden exclamation point missing above her head.
"What are you doing sitting here alone?"
Ai Liang decisively used the fixed universal sentences in the game to open the topic.
"...Ai Liang, is the tutoring over?"
"Just finished. Have you been sitting here all afternoon? Isn't it hot?"
Ai Liang asked after sitting down on the other side of the bench.
"It's really strange that you actually take the initiative to care about people?" Yue Qihua's smile was a little forced, "It must be that girl Xingyue who asked you to come here."
"Part of it, I'm also a little curious about what troubles make you like this. This dejected look doesn't look like you at all." Ai Liang turned his head and glanced at her.
"Then tell me what I look like in your heart?"
"The female CEO who scolded her subordinates who made mistakes or the Sanda champion who 'accidentally' broke a dozen bones of a gangster." Ai Liang immediately gave two examples.
"Although I am not as gentle as Xingyue, I will be very angry if you are said to be like this. Do you think I am a violent woman?"
"What I mean is that if you have any worries, just say it out loud as usual. If you keep it in your heart, the people around you will also be worried."
"That girl is always very sensitive in this place." Yue Qihua couldn't help rubbing her temples and sighed, "Don't worry, try to return to your usual appearance and not let her worry..."
"I'd be worried too."
"Eh?"
Yue Qihua's movements suddenly froze, and her mind went blank, "What does this mean..."
Ai Liang did not look at Yue Qihua's face, but looked directly at the lake and said: "Literally, you were the first person to talk to me when I first came to this junior high school. I also received a lot of care from you. We should be considered friends." Bar?"
Yue Qihua looked at Ai Liang's face and her heartbeat started to beat faster, and her cheeks were soon stained with a hint of blush.
But she quickly came to her senses and said, "Yes, yes, but what happened to you today? You feel like you are a different person. You would not have said such things before."
Ai Liang leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the sunset in the sky, "I have figured out some things in the past two days, and I feel a lot more relaxed. Naturally, I won't be as cold-faced as before."
Yue Qihua secretly observed Ai Liang's profile and hesitated in her heart, but under the influence of inner pressure, she finally chose to tell the secret she discovered yesterday.
"I secretly used Uncle Yang's computer permissions yesterday to check relevant information... It is true that a perverted serial killer appeared in Nevada City, so grandpa hired a lot of bodyguards."
Yue Qihua chose to tell Ai Liang the truth.
"Um."
On the surface, Ai Liang pretended to wait for the next step, but in his heart, he had already begun to think about whether he should find a chance to solve this problem. He originally planned to ignore this kind of thing, but Yue Qihua was also his friend after all. Since she was troubled by this, he should just solve it easily.
"The killer only kills the most heinous people and likes to slit the throats of his victims."
Speaking of this, Yue Qihua's stomach churned when she recalled the photos she saw yesterday, and she resisted vomiting it out.
A violent vigilante like me?
Ai Liang had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. Maybe it was someone who was influenced by the Hermit and decided to inherit his mantle of hunting down criminals after the Hermit disappeared.
If that's the case, it's no problem to hunt down those scum that are worthy of being sentenced to death ten times. As long as he doesn't attack ordinary people, he can be let go.
"That extrajudicial sanctioner started ten years ago..."
(ー_ー)! !
"Wait a minute? What did you name the killer?" Ai Liang interrupted Yue Qihua.
"Extrajudicial Punisher...that's the code name given within the police."
Seeing Yue Qihua's gaze, Ai Liang could only blurt it out and said, "It's nothing, I just feel like the name is like acting in a movie."
The perverted killer is myself?
However, after learning the source of Yue Qihua's worries, Ai Liang felt relieved. It was all a misunderstanding. After all, the real master of the hermit was still here.
Yue Qihua spent a long time and told her what she saw intermittently.
"Xingyue's father is still a policeman. If we only kill the most evil people, it probably has nothing to do with your family. Don't worry." Ai Liang thought Yue Qihua was frightened by the internal information and put her hand on the top of her head and patted her gently.
However, Yue Qihua's next words made him freeze.
"...Police information shows that the killer regarded my home as the next target."
Thinking of the photos in the file, Yue Qihua's body began to tremble and tears burst into her eyes.
"Why, why, why would my grandfather be targeted by that kind of person! He is obviously a good person!"
Yue Qihua bit her lips tightly, two hot tears slid down her fair cheeks, and big tears hit her shorts, "My grandpa is definitely not a bad person, absolutely not! Why is he being targeted!"
Fear and anxiety all burst out at this moment.
Yue Qihua was worried about attracting bodyguards, so she tightly grabbed Ai Liang's clothes and suppressed her crying.
In addition to being a little smart, she is just a fifteen-year-old girl who suddenly saw photos of the killer when he committed the crime and discovered that her relatives were being targeted by the killer. This behavior is natural.
Ai Liang didn't speak, he just stroked her hair gently, which was all he could do. After all, Ai Liang was just a middle school student who could be seen everywhere.
"Ai Liang, what should I do?"
Yue Qihua shed tears and asked this question with fear and uneasiness. Now she is not the central figure who dominates the school, but just an ordinary little girl with uneasiness.
"The police will definitely do a good job in security, don't worry too much." Ai Liang rubbed Yue Qihua's head like a dog. This action of rubbing the head can promote the secretion of endorphins in the brain and relieve tension and uneasiness. The premise is that the other party not against.
"But......"
"The police are not sure whether this message was released by the killer himself? After all, he has been silent for five years."
Ai Liang looked at the sunset that was about to fall into the horizon, forced Yue Qihua to stand up, and then took her hand and walked towards the villa: "Don't worry, I promise this matter will be resolved soon."
Yue Qihua smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Your personality has changed too much. How can you guarantee such a thing..."
"Trust me, it will be over soon."
Ai Liang didn't explain, just repeated what he just said.
Seeing Ai Liang's confident smile, Yue Qihua was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a blushing face.
After Ai Liang left, Yue Qihua returned to her room, lying on her back on the bed and covering her red cheeks with her arms, thinking about the conversation just now in her mind.
Ten minutes later, she suddenly stood up and muttered to herself in confusion: "How did Ai Liang know that the killer had been silent for five years? I don't seem to have said anything..."
...
the other side.
Ai Liang walked out of Qiushui Manor and took a taxi back home with a kind smile. The moment the security door closed, his face instantly darkened.
Ai Liang took the elderly mobile phone and went to a park. After making sure there was no one around, he dialed Moose's number.
"Is something wrong?"
"Have you already sold the news about my comeback?"
"Well, it's been sold. The share will still be credited to your card as usual. Is there any problem?"
Moose answered immediately.
"Give me the list of people who bought information." Ai Liang turned on the computer and said.
"Hey, although we are partners, selling customer information like this is against professional ethics..."
You, an information dealer, are telling me about professional ethics?
This is as funny as a 40-kilogram girl saying she is slim, and another 1.5-meter short man looking at a weight of 80 kilograms and saying he is twice as slim.
"Thirty thousand per person."
"The list has been sent to your email. Remember to receive it."
The so-called professional ethics was decisively betrayed before I could persist for ten seconds.
"By the way, people on the street have been spreading rumors recently that you are planning to attack Yue Chongshan. Is this news true or false?"
"That's why I asked you for the list."
Although Ai Liang would deliberately spread information about his next target every time before taking action, using fear to torture those bastards, was Yue Chongshan regarded as the next target?
Ai Liang couldn't remember when he spread this news.
That old man was the last conscience of the black zone. Ai Liang never thought of attacking him, even though the words black zone and conscience were put together quite humorously.
"The group of people who came to you last time blew up my bar. As you said, these people are unscrupulous and ruthless. Be careful. It is very likely that they spread the news on purpose this time. ."
It was rare for Musi to care about Ai Liang, and his tone did not sound like he was lying, but his next sentence completely destroyed the emotion: "In case you die, the special information package about the hermit will not be sold. out."
So the last sentence is the key point, right?
Facing this concern with impure motives, Ai Liang didn't bother to pay attention to him and hung up the phone.
This guy used to scrape a layer of profit from the group of desperadoes by selling information about the hermit. If the hermit dies, his income will definitely be reduced.
Not only that, he also brought marketing methods to the black market, and the entire underground market environment was polluted by this guy.
The intelligence transaction is a package deal, and Nevada City's underground intelligence system is like a supermarket opening a big deal during the transaction, with various card discounts.
Not only that, due to the existence of hermits in the past few years, the crime rate in Nevada City has plummeted. The police seized the opportunity to carry out public security rectification, which undoubtedly made things worse for the intelligence dealers.
Ninety percent of the intelligence dealers can't survive. Those who can escape have already fled to other cities to start a new business. Those who can't escape have chosen to find a side job to support themselves.
It is precisely because the tigers are gone that an iron rooster like Mus can be called the number one intelligence agent in Nevada.
Putting aside those old things, Ai Liang received the list sent by Musi. The people who had recently purchased information about the Hermit were as follows: Yang Xingguo, Xia Qinian, Yue Chongshan, and Mask No. 3.
The moment he opened it, he felt that the money was completely wasted.
Except for the weird masked No. 3, the rest were all acquaintances, and the relevant information was so familiar that there was no need to send a briefing.
Mask No. 3, the only one Ai Liang was slightly interested in, didn't know anything about it. The introduction was completely blank. The only information was that he led people to blow up Moose's underground bar.
Yang Xingguo is the godson of Yue Chongshan, and Xia Qinian's uncle used to wear the same pants as Yang Xingguo. These three people can be regarded as the same force, and there is no need to direct and act on their own.
Although the source of the rumor cannot be determined, there is a high probability that it is Mask Three who speaks with a third-rate villain accent.
"It's this guy with unknown origins."
Ai Liang said dumbly.
But when Ai Liang saw Xia Qinian's name, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have been looking for her.
Ai Liang took out the note with the contact information given by Musi from his windbreaker pocket, walked to the pavilion and dialed the number.
Xia Qinian quickly got through.
"eagle?"
Toot, toot, toot.
Ai Liang hung up the phone without hesitation.
An hour later, Ai Liang dialed the number again.
Except for those who have been tagged, work mobile phones can only make one-way calls, and the other party cannot call back based on incoming calls.
"old......"
"We're not that familiar with each other. If you continue to call me that nickname, I'll contact you through the bottle in the future."
Ai Liang interrupted Xia Qinian directly.
When Ai Liang and Xia Qiyuan cooperated ten years ago, they called themselves the hermit. Then Xia Qiyuan was shortened to Lao Yin. During a chance encounter, Xia Qinian heard him call him an eagle, so the title belonging to the uncle and nephew was fixed. Come down.
Xia Qinian, who had not been seen in public for nearly ten years, pondered for a while and asked: "...After cleaning up the Maoyan Gang, they disappeared from the world. Where have you been in the past five years? Or are you seriously injured? Have you been recuperating all these years?"
"Forget the meaningless politeness. You probably don't want to ask me how my life has been recently when you are asking about me."
When Ai Liang transformed into a butcher and first started his activities, Xia Qinian had been asking around for his contact information. At that time, Ai Liang's mind was filled with venting his anger, and he never communicated with anyone except the intelligence dealer.
Therefore, he turned a blind eye to Xia Qinian's pursuit. After retiring, he directly cut off contact with the black zone, causing all kinds of outrageous rumors to spread.
"I want to ask about my uncle Xia Qiyuan." The person on the phone was a little excited: "Why did Xia Qiyuan disappear during that arrest operation? Why did you suddenly go on a killing spree to annihilate the underground forces? What happened back then."
"Does this have anything to do with you?" Ai Liang said bluntly.
"Xia Qiyuan is my uncle!" His voice was louder. "I just want to know what happened back then. Why did everyone, including Shi Feng, keep silent about it? Why is my uncle now alive and dead but not dead? !”
"I'm not interested in these things. Even Xia Qiyuan's apprentices don't know about it. Why do you think I will know?" Ai Liang said while lying on the guardrail of the park pavilion: "In the end, Xia Qiyuan and I are just a cooperative relationship, and the cooperation time It’s been less than a year, and the friendship between us is not as deep as you think.”
