The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　As the distance between the two of them kept shrinking, Ai Liang could almost see the negative emotions condensed into substance when he was a few steps away from the bench.

　　 This feels like there are important branch options in galgame that affect the trend of the plot. The difference between Yue Qihua and the heroine is that there is a golden exclamation mark missing on the top of her head.

　　 "Why are you sitting here alone?"

　　 Ai Liang decisively used the fixed universal sentences in the game to open up the topic.

　　 "...Ai Liang, is the tutoring over?"

　　 "Just finished, did it all afternoon here? Isn't it hot?"

　　 Ai Liang asked after sitting down on the other side of the bench.

　　 "It's really strange, you actually take the initiative to care about people?" Yue Qihua smiled reluctantly, "It should be the girl Xingyue who asked you to come over."

　　 "Part of it, I am also a little curious about what troubles make you like this. This dejected look is not 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 president who made mistakes by her subordinates or the heroic Sanda champion who "accidentally" interrupted a dozen or so bones." Ai Liang immediately cited two examples.

　　 "Although I am not as gentle as Xingyue, I would be very angry when I was said to be like this. Am I a violent woman in your heart?"

　　 "I mean if you have any worries, just say it directly as usual, and keep it in your heart, and the people around you will be worried."

　　 "That girl is especially sensitive in such a place every time." Yue Qihua couldn't help but rubbed her temples and sighed, "Don't worry, try to restore her usual appearance to not worry her..."

　　 "I will worry too."

"Eh?"

　　 Yue Qihua's movements suddenly froze, and her brain went blank, "What does this mean..."

Ai Liang didn't 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 you first arrived at this junior high school. You usually take care of you a lot. We should be friends. Right?"

　　 Yue Qihua watched Ai Liang's face start to beat faster, her cheeks quickly stained with a trace of crimson.

　　 But she reacted quickly and turned her head away and said, "Yes, yeah, but what happened to you today, it feels like you have changed. You didn't say this before."

　　 Ai Liang leaned back in his chair and looked at the sunset in the sky, "I have figured out some things in the past two days, and the whole person has been relieved a lot. Naturally, he will not be as cold as before."

　　 Yue Qihua was secretly observing Ai Liang's profile and hesitated in her heart, but under the influence of inner pressure, she finally chose to speak out the secret she discovered yesterday.

　　 "I secretly used Uncle Yang's computer permissions to check relevant information yesterday... It is true that a perverted serial killer appeared in Neihua City, so my grandfather hired a lot of bodyguards."

　　 Yue Qihua chose to tell Ai Liang the truth.

"Ok."

　　 Ai Liang pretended to wait for the following on the surface, but in his heart he was already thinking about whether to find a chance to solve this problem. He had planned to stop paying attention to this kind of thing, but Yue Qihua was also his friend, since she was troubled by this, let's solve it easily.

　　 "That assassin only kills heinous people, and likes to slit the victim's throat."

　　 said that Yue Qihua recalled the photo she saw yesterday, her stomach was churning, she forcibly resisted not vomiting it out.

　　A violent righteous policeman like me?

　　 Ai Liang was a little puzzled in his heart, but he didn't think too much about it. Maybe someone who was affected by the hermit decided to inherit his mantle to hunt the criminals after the hermit disappeared.

　　 If this is the case, it’s okay to hunt down the scum that is enough for ten death sentences. As long as you don’t attack the average person, you can let him go.

　　 "That extrajudicial sanctioner started ten years ago..."

　　(ー_ー)! !

　　 "Wait? What do you say that killer is called?" Ai Liang interrupted Yue Qihua.

　　 "Extrajudicial sanctioners...this is a codename taken by the police."

　　 Seeing the sight cast by Yue Qihua, Ai Liang could only play haha ​​and fool around: "It's nothing, it just feels like this name is like acting in a movie."

　　 The perverted killer is myself?

　　 But after learning about the source of Yue Qihua's worries, Ai Liang's hanging heart was also let go. It was a misunderstanding, after all, the Hermit Lord was still here.

　　 Yue Qi spent a long time, intermittently speaking out what she saw.

　　 "Daddy Xingyue is still a policeman. If you only kill the most heinous person, it should have nothing to do with your family, don't worry." Ai Liang only when Yue Qihua was frightened by internal information, he put his hand on her head and patted it lightly.

　　 However, Yue Qihua's next sentence made his movements froze.

　　 "...The information on the police shows that the assassin made my home his next target."

　　 Reminiscent of the photos in the archives, Yue Qihua's body began to tremble, tears bursting 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 lip tightly, two tears glided across her white cheeks, and big tears hit her shorts, "My grandpa is definitely not a bad person, definitely not! Why is he taken as a target!"

　　 Fear and anxiety all erupted at this moment.

　　 Yue Qihua was worried about attracting bodyguards, so she tightly grabbed Ai Liang's clothes and forced her cry down.

　　Besides being a little clever, she was just a 15-year-old girl. She suddenly saw the photos of the killer when she committed the crime, and found out that her relatives were being followed by the killer. This behavior is natural.

　　 Ai Liang did not speak, just stroked her hair lightly, and could only do so. After all, Ai Liang is now just a middle school student everywhere.

　　 "Ai Liang, what should I do?"

　　 Yue Qihua shed tears, and asked this question in a panic. Now she is not the central figure who is doing everything in school, but a restless, ordinary girl.

"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. Touching his head can promote the secretion of endorphins and relieve tension and anxiety, provided that the other party not against.

　　 "But..."

　　 "The police are not sure that this news 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 get up, and then took her hand and walked towards the villa: "Don't worry, I promise that this matter will be resolved soon."

　　 Yue Qihua smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Your personality has changed too much, how can you guarantee this kind of thing..."

　　 "Trust me, it will end soon."

　　 Ai Liang did not explain, but just repeated what he said just now.

　　 Looking at Ai Liang's confident smile, Yue Qihua was dazed, then blushed and nodded.

　　 After Ai Liang left, Yue Qihua returned to her room, lying on her back on the bed, covering her red cheeks with her arms, thinking of the conversation just now in her mind.

　　 Ten minutes later, she suddenly got up and muttered to herself with some confusion: "How did Ai Liang know that the killer had been silent for five years? I didn't seem to have said..."

　　......

the other side.

　　 Ai Liang walked out of the Qiushui Manor and took a taxi back home with a kind smile. When the security door was closed, his face instantly became gloomy.

　　 Ai Liang took the old man's phone and came to a park. After making sure that there was no one around, he dialed the number of Moose.

　　 "Something?"

　　 "You have already sold the news of my comeback?"

　　 "Uh, it's already sold. Is there any problem with the split or hitting your card the same way?"

　　 Moose came and answered immediately.

　　 "Give me the list of people who buy information." Ai Liang turned on the computer and said.

　　 "Hey, although we are partners, selling customer information in this way violates professional ethics..."

　　 Are you an intelligence dealer telling me about professional ethics?

　　 This is as funny as a girl who weighs forty kilograms says she is slim, and another short boy who weighs 1.5 meters and looks at her weight of 80 kilograms says that she is twice as slim.

　　 "30,000 per person."

　　 "If the list is sent to your mailbox, remember to receive it."

　　 The so-called professional ethics was sold decisively before ten seconds.

　　 "By the way, people on the road have been spreading that you want to do something to Yue Chongshan. Is this news true?"

　　 "I asked you for the list for this."

　　Although Ai Liang deliberately broadcasts his next target message every time before he does it, and uses fear to torture the group of clutters, is Yue Chongshan regarded as his next target?

　　 Ai Liang can't remember when he spread the news.

　　 That old man, but the last conscience of the black zone, Ai Liang never thought of attacking him, although the two words black zone and conscience put together quite a sense of humor.

"The group of people who looked for you last time blew up my bar directly. As you said, this group of people acted unscrupulously and was a ruthless group. Be careful. The news this time was probably deliberately spread. ."

Moose rarely cared about Ai Liang, his tone of voice did not seem to be fake, but his next sentence was to clean up the touch and destruction: "In case you die, the special information package about the hermit can't be sold. out."

　　 So the last sentence is the point, right?

　　 Faced with this impure motivation, Ai Liang didn't bother to care about him and hung up the phone.

　　 This guy used to sell the hermit's intelligence to scrape a layer of oil from the desperate group. If the hermit dies, his income will definitely decrease.

　　 Not only that, he also brought marketing methods to the black market, and the entire underground market environment was polluted by this guy.

　　 Intelligence transaction is a package promotion. The underground intelligence system of Neihua City is like a big bargain for the opening of a supermarket during the transaction, with various card discounts.

　　 Not only that, in the past few years due to the presence of the hermit, the crime rate in Neihua City has plummeted, and the police seized the opportunity to carry out security rectification, which undoubtedly made the situation worse for the intelligence dealers.

　　 Ninety percent of the intelligence dealers can't get along. Those who can run away go to another city to start a new life, and those who can't run choose to find a sideline to support themselves.

　　Because the tigers are all gone, the iron rooster like Moose can be called the number one intelligence dealer in Ne China.

　　 Not to mention the old things, Ai Liang received the list sent by Moose. The people who recently purchased the hermit information are as follows: Yang Xingguo, Xia Qinian, Yue Chongshan, Mask No. 3.

When 　　 opened it, he felt that the money was completely spent.

　　 Except for the weird mask No. 3, the rest are all acquaintances, and the relevant information is a briefing that I remember that I don’t need to send it.

　　 And Ai Liang's only slightly interested mask No. 3 is one question and three questions. The introduction is blank. The only information is that he led someone to blow up the underground bar of Moose.

　　Yang Xingguo is the godson of Yue Chongshan. Xia Qinian’s uncle used to wear a pair of pants with Yang Xingguo. These three can be regarded as the same force, and there is no need to direct and perform themselves.

　　 Although the source of the rumors is uncertain, there is a high probability that it is the third-rate villain's accent mask No. 3.

　　 "It's just this kind of guy with unknown origin."

　　 Ai Liang was speechless.

　　 But when I saw Xia Qinian's name, Ai Liang suddenly remembered, he seemed to be looking for himself.

　　 Ai Liang took out the note of contact information given by Moos from the pocket of the windbreaker, walked to the pavilion and dialed the number.

　　 Xia Qinian was connected soon.

　　 "Eagle?"

　　 beep, beep, beep.

　　 Ai Liang hung up the phone without hesitation.

　　 After a minute, Ai Liang dialed the number again.

　　 Except for the people who have been marked, the work mobile phone can only contact one-way, and the opposite party cannot call back based on the incoming call.

　　 "Old..."

　　 "We are not so familiar with each other. If you continue to call that nickname, you will contact you by Drifting Bottle."

　　 Ai Liang interrupted Xia Qinian directly.

Ten years ago, when Ai Liang and Xia Qiyuan cooperated ~www.readwn.com~ they called themselves the hermit, and then Xia Qiyuan was referred to as Laoyin for short. In a certain encounter, Xia Qinian heard him as an eagle, so this belonged to both his nephew The title was fixed in this way.

Xia Qinian, who hadn't seen him in the past ten years, pondered for a while, and asked, "...After cleaning up the Maoyan Gang, the world has evaporated. Where have you been in the past five years? Or is it that you were seriously injured Have been recuperating all these years?"

　　 "The meaningless courtesy will be avoided. You may not want to ask me how I have been living recently."

　　 When Ai Liang turned into a butcher, Xia Qinian had been asking about his contact information during the first period of the activity. At that time, Ai Liang's mind was full of venting anger, and he never communicated with anyone except the intelligence agency.

　　 Therefore, he turned a blind eye to Xia Qinian's pursuit. After retiring, he directly disconnected from the black area, leading to various outrageous rumors.

　　 "I want to ask about my uncle Xia Qiyuan." The phone was a little emotional: "Why did Xia Qiyuan disappear during that arrest? Why did you suddenly kill the underground forces? What happened that year."

　　 "Does this have anything to do with you?" Ai Liang said unceremoniously.

"Xia Qiyuan is my uncle!" His voice increased a lot, "I just want to know what happened that year, why everyone, including Shi Feng, was silent about it? Why is my uncle not seeing people or corpses now? !"

"I'm not interested in these things. Xia Qiyuan's apprentices don't know. Why do you think I will know?" Ai Liang lay on the guardrail of the pavilion in the park and said, "After all, Xia Qiyuan and I are just a cooperative relationship, and the cooperation time In less than a year, the friendship between us is not as deep as you think."