"Oh, the flat-chested woman finally got a signed photo,"
On the chest of the red shirt, the blood parrot flapped its wings, "However, it seems that this photo is not very good."
"Humph, silly bird,"
Staring at the scythe of death in the photo, the corners of Hong Shirt's mouth turned up to the sky, "Some people want it but can't get it... It's a pity that they didn't take a group photo."
After looking at it for a long time, every detail in the photo was imprinted in his mind. Hong Shi just put it away and said, "Get ready to withdraw. Call it a day and go home."
"Huh?" Blood Parrot said, "You're not going to Saury's place?"
"Rinpachi Kawamoto was shot dead by my idol, why should I go back? If anything changes, just look at the trial and error report of Saury."
"Still an idol,"
The parrot said disdainfully: "You are considered a policeman, right? You don't care when your idol kills someone? Are you going to put this bastard in jail? Why are you still applauding?"
"Are the people my idol killed still considered human beings? The scum are better than them,"
Red Shirt waved his fist, "I can't wait to go up and make two more cuts!"
Including the Kawamoto Jinpachi just now, this guy has definitely done extremely bad and disgusting things, otherwise why would it be worth having an idol come all the way from Tokyo. "
Halfway through, I saw Nobuo Soma lying on a bench.
"Where is this guy?" Blood Parrot pursed his lips, "Aren't you planning to just leave him here to hang out?"
"Isn't he the idol's lifelong enemy?"
The corner of Hong Shi's mouth curled up slightly, "You can't catch a cold or a stroke because of the wind blowing on the bench outside all night, right? That's too weak."
Saying that, he continued to stride forward.
Not far away, the chain on his chest suddenly vibrated.
Immediately afterwards, blood flashed, reflecting the surrounding ground in scarlet.
This scarlet color is very penetrating, but only she and the parrot can see it. This makes Hong Shi feel particularly lonely.
"Is this the darkest color? Isn't it going to be red anymore?"
The parrot raised its paws, staring at the blood-red chains with a sad face, "Hey, that means that in a few days, the gates of hell will be completely opened to flat-chested women."
"It's as if you, stupid bird, don't have to go."
Hong Shi's face didn't look very good either.
She stood in the middle of the road. The nearby street lights were dim and she felt that the light was far away from her.
"You really don't want to let Gu Xing give it a try? Maybe he can do it?" Parrot said.
Hong Shi raised his head and looked at the dark night sky, thinking to himself: If Gu Xing accidentally dies because of this incident, how can I live with peace of mind.
"never mind,"
After a while, Hong Shi sighed, "I really don't want to involve irrelevant people."
After staring at the chain for a long time, she suddenly said: "Hey, silly bird, maybe we will both die in a few days."
"A complete crow's mouth!
Don't worry, I will live well even if you, an idiot, die a hundred times..." The parrot cursed.
"I mean,"
Red Shirt blinked, "Should we... let it go completely and indulge... have a big game before we die?"
The parrot listened and swallowed.
"The one you mentioned with one vote... is that what I think?"
"Yes, that's the kind,"
Hong Shi said: "Including Gu Xing, I have tricked one hundred and twenty-two men into the room, but I have never tried it once."
"Yoshi," the parrot nodded repeatedly.
"But, you don't have a husband, you don't have a boyfriend, you don't have a suitable romantic partner, you're single...
Hey, don't you want to find your idol? "
"What nonsense... Idols are idols, it's best not to be involved with reality. Otherwise, it will be easy to become disillusioned."
"Then you plan to..."
"Of course you have to find a gentleman whom you already have a good impression of - even if you indulge, you can't ruin yourself casually, right?
Walk! "
Hong Shi stopped a passing taxi, got in, and said to the driver: "Go to Nara Apartment."
The dark red taillights disappeared into the distance, disappearing into the moving night.
The bright car lights illuminated the alley, and the judge recognized it as an empty taxi.
Throwing the motorcycle to the side of the road, the judge stopped the car, got in, and sat all the way to the entrance of an abandoned building in the southern suburbs.
Walking into the house, a little girl wearing a jacket and a pleated skirt, with a very delicate appearance, a bit like a mixed race, was holding a hand-made doll in her arms, lying on her side on the sofa and falling asleep.
The judge took very light steps and sat on the sofa on the other side.
"uncle!"
The little girl opened her eyes with surprise in her eyes, "Are you back?"
The judge placed a photo of a man with a big hole in his forehead and blood on his face on the coffee table and pushed it in front of the little girl.
The girl looked at the man in the photo and trembled all over.
"He is dead," said the judge.
The girl lay on the coffee table and cried without any concealment.
Half an hour later, the judge walked into the night with a backpack hanging behind him and the little girl.
"Uncle," the girl said with tears still on her face, "where is the motorcycle you had when you came here? Why don't we leave on it?"
"I borrowed that car from an idiot, and it has a locator on it,"
The judge said: "Besides, I'm afraid that if we sit too much, the two of us will become as stupid as him."
"Oh~ forget it then."
Two people, one big and one small, walked side by side. The street lamps cast high and low shadows, sometimes lengthening and sometimes shortening, like the rapid rotation of the earth, and like the reincarnation of life from nothing to something, and from something to nothing.
One hand was placed on a streetlight pole near the Nara apartment, and the other hand was put in his pocket——
Hong Shi has maintained this posture for a long time.
The lights above illuminated the red shirt, and the shadow given to the red shirt was only a small ball on the soles of his feet.
"Hello,"
The blood parrot flapped its wings, "Are you going in or not? You've been standing here stupidly for half an hour."
"I'm just thinking about it,"
Red Shirt put his hand in his pocket to hold his forehead, "Oops! I don't know how to start."
"Miss," the blood parrot said, "you are the slutty witch who tricked one hundred and twenty-two men into the hotel..."
"I know, but aren't they all just a show? I'm really nervous if you ask me to do it seriously."
"..."
"otherwise,"
Hong Shi suddenly raised his head, "Let's forget it? As the saying goes, death is a small thing, but losing integrity is a big thing..."
"..."
The parrot looked at the red shirt with disdain.
"What do you want from me?" Hong Shi said angrily, "Anyway, I can't knock on his door in my current state."
"Let me teach you a way."
"Um?"
"Drink some wine," said the parrot: "As long as you don't deliberately control yourself, you can easily get drunk, right?"
Hong Shi rushed into the convenience store, bought ten bottles of soju, and left.
"have to say,"
The salesperson looked at the back of the red shirt, which was approaching a perfect score, and couldn't help but said: "Today's beauties have a lot of alcohol, and the prettier they are, the better they drink."
Customer checking out: "Why are you so emotional?"
The salesperson took the biscuits from the customer, "Just now, there was a beautiful lady who looked very pleasant and lively, and she also bought several bottles by herself..."
"Dong dong——"
In the basement of Nara Apartment, there was a knock on the door.
Hayae, who was wearing a red dress, immediately stood up nervously.
Gu Xing is watching "A Collection of Weird Stories of Onoe Haye Who Likes to Wear Red Dresses".
It has to be said that Gu Xing admired the way Hong Shi handled the domestic violence man Tokuo Hirashima who beat his wife's right ear.
This also made Gu Xing change his attitude towards her previous vicious behavior.
Of course, it is absolutely impossible for him to be a red-shirt assistant, and this bottom line must be firmly guarded.
"Who is it?" It's so late...
"It's me~"
Gu Xing stood up and opened the door. Hayae stood aside and stared at the door.
"Gu Xingjun! Good evening!"
Standing outside was the Holy Son, holding a convenience store bag in his hand.
"Good evening……"
"It's so heavy."
The Holy Son shook the bag. Hayae on the side seemed to snort.
Gu Xing quickly took the bag, it was indeed very heavy.
Looking inside the bag, I saw several bottles of sake, sushi, rice balls, and some random snacks.
"This is……"
"Although the house hasn't been chosen yet," Shengzi said, "but our golden couple will soon be renting together, so we must celebrate!"
Gu Xing let the Holy Son into the house.
Hayae glared angrily and tried to block the Son with her arms, but the Son passed through her body.
Drinking...drinking is also good.
Gu Xing thought about it, and he hadn't drank for a while since the last dinner party to celebrate the successful resolution of Fujino's weird incident.
Surrounded by weird things and dead people happening almost every day, this reality is still very depressing, and it is indeed necessary to relax with the help of alcohol from time to time.
In particular, it was not easy for him to survive Qiu Hui's bizarre incident.
On the second day after the Qiu Hui incident, Gu Xingcai learned from Hong Shan that Qiu Hui was not only a knock-on-knock species, but also a rainy-day species, a legendary species...
It doesn’t matter if it’s a rainy day, it’s just that when you use the weird rules, you will definitely be accompanied by all kinds of weird rainy weather. Of course, the rainy weather accompanying some rainy days is itself a kind of weird dead zone, which is terrible.
Every ordinary person who can survive the legendary monsters is a miracle. It is said that the level of every legendary weirdness is at least B level or above.
No wonder that night, Gu Xing was extremely nervous because of all the weird things in the room.
Facing such a beautiful beauty, he always maintained a clear and calm mind. Gu Xing couldn't help but admire his own determination afterward. It was worth celebrating.
It must be known that, except for Gu Xing, the other three surviving men cannot attribute their reasons for survival to their strong concentration——
Tokuo Hirashima was delayed by Haye's weirdness.
Kawahara Satake is an old man's tablet that reminds him.
Matsumoto Yoshiro almost fell into the trap, but his wife who was far away in his hometown saved him.
There was only Gu Xing, a single man with no wife, no girlfriend, no lover, not even an ambiguous partner.
When Qiu Hui knocked on the door that night, even if o-love had really happened, Gu Xing would not have to feel any burden or moral guilt at all.
However, Gu Xing survived rationally and soberly. He has never lived up to his name.
To be honest, even without the reminder of the hole, Gu Xing would not have walked into a strange woman's house in the middle of the night.
"You must stay drunk tonight!"
The Holy Son has already placed sake, wine glasses, bowls and chopsticks, appetizers, and various snacks on the table, "You must have a good time."
In fact, until half an hour ago, Shengzi had no plans to drink and celebrate with Gu Xing tonight.
Although it is said that the wine must be drunk to celebrate the shared house, the Holy Son's original plan was to arrange it on the day of moving into the new house.
When the time comes, it must be carefully prepared, including red wine, candles, chocolates and the like... Well, it must be arranged on the sofa in the living room of the new house.
But just now, while lying on the bed and checking the house information with a sweet mood, Shengzi's heart suddenly palpitated.
The source of this throbbing seemed to be next door, in Gu Xing's room.
"Something is wrong."
She always felt that something bad was about to happen to Gu Xing.
She could even feel quite accurately that what was about to happen might not be bad for Gu Xing, but it would definitely be a devastating blow to herself.
We must rush to Gu Xing's house immediately.
What kind of reliable reason can I find?
Hong Shi got up immediately and ran to the convenience store... He might as well prepare the wine to celebrate the shared apartment in advance. Worst case, I'll have another moving drink on the day of the move.
"boom!"
Gu Xing pried open the bottle cap——
"Dong dong——"
The knock on the door sounded again.
Zao Hui had been guarding the door for a long time, with her back leaning against the door, her face filled with anger, and her hands spread out, trying to stop Gu Xing.
"Who?"
"Guess~"
Gu Xing opened the door.
Hong Shi's face was flushed, he raised the convenience store bag in his hand and shook it——
"Gu Xingsang,"
Hong Shi's voice was softer than ever before, like waves caressing the beach, "I'm in a bad mood today, how about having a drink with me?"
As she spoke, she blinked at Gu Xing, who moved forward and tried to breathe lightly into his ears.
"Lord Red Shirt,"
The Holy Son poked his head out from the side and said, "Good evening!"
