It was a very strange feeling … when Luo Qiu faced this new customer, he felt a little strange.
He was sober and distinctly aware that he was not fit for company these days--but he was almost instantaneously restored to his former state, or, rather, endowed with it.
Because of sober and clear reasons, Luoqiu didn't even feel any awkwardness. Instead, he thought it was natural — so he thought it was a strange feeling instead of an awkward one.
The degree of assimilation with the club was far beyond his estimation … He looked at the customer in front of him, and a sense of comfort seemed to arise spontaneously, which gradually made him feel that this was where he finally belonged.
In an instant, the change of the boss didn't escape Taisetsu's eyes.
The Black Soul Envoy was almost equivalent to the boss' possession, so the Black Soul Envoy naturally had a very strong perception of the boss … Taisetsu was like this, not to mention Miss Maid.
Taisetsu saw a nice smile on Miss Maid's face from last night to now.
Suddenly, Taisetsu frowned … maybe it was just an instinct, but he himself didn't know why.
…
The new customer did not appear as flustered as the usual customers — the new customer was calm and composed, making it easy for others to think that he was a regular customer, or someone who possessed certain supernatural powers.
But in fact, the new customer was just an ordinary person. He didn't have any extraordinary power, and was definitely not a regular customer … It could only be said that he had a cold temperament.
Gray eyes.
Boss Luo looked at his eyes, which were black like ordinary people's, but he thought of gray … It was the kind of gray that was forcefully mixed by squeezing a lot of white pigment on black pigment.
The new customer, after listening to Miss Maid's business rules of the club, fell into silence — from the beginning to the end, the new customer only asked three questions.
— "Where am I?"
— "Why am I here?"
— "Who are you?"
…
"Mr. Chen Mingming, do you have any doubts?" The boss spoke first — the new customer's name was Chen Mingming.
But he didn't introduce himself, the boss directly called out his name.
He … Chen Mingming just glanced at him unexpectedly. He relaxed himself, and from now on, began to look at everything around.
There were all kinds of strange things on the display shelf. Behind the counter not far away, there was a variety of wine, and an old gramophone and a clock in the corner.
"Do you know why I'm called Mingming?" He suddenly looked at the boss, expressionless, and his lips moved slightly, as if his face was divided into two parts: the upper part was static, and the lower part was dynamic.
Luoqiu slightly shook his head … because he knew that Chen Mingming might like him to say it out.
"When they gave me this name, they wanted me to be clear." Chen Mingming raised his hands and placed them on the table. "One should be clear about what is right and wrong. One should be clear about what is right and wrong.
"them?" the boss suddenly asked.
"Apart from them, who else has the right to name a child?" Chen Mingming indifferently said.
Boss Luo nodded … Back to the topic, Boss Luo slightly smiled, "Then, customer, you already know the rules. Have you thought about what you want to buy?"
"Gun, give me a gun." Chen Mingming seemed to know what he wanted, "A gun that can kill anyone."
His request made Taisetsu quite moved — but in this transaction, the Black Soul Envoy was not qualified to speak … because this was not a task to find a customer, and the customer had already come to the boss, which was equivalent to the last step.
Boss Luo suddenly changed his sitting position, putting his hands together on his legs, looking at the collar of Chen Mingming's clothes … there was a small exposed tattoo pattern.
But the exposed part was too little, and under normal circumstances, it was difficult to know what the complete pattern was.
"Mr. Chen, is there someone you want to kill?" the boss asked softly after a while.
Chen Mingming shook his head, his eyes were still gray, "No. I just thought that if there is a time, I can immediately have such a method. "
Boss Luo nodded, "Mr. Chen, there is a prerequisite for selling anything here. We need at least something of equivalent value. For us, Mr. Chen's own ability and all, you are only in the category of an ordinary person. But, as you can see, the existence of this place means that there is an extraordinary existence … We can give you a gun that can kill anyone, but Mr. Chen can't afford the price of this gun. "
"That's normal." Chen Mingming was not disappointed, instead, he felt that it was very reasonable and nodded, "How about this, a gun that can kill anyone I have the ability to kill?"
"In theory, under certain circumstances, an ordinary person can also kill an extraordinary person," Boss Luo slightly smiled, "Mr. Chen's definition is a bit too broad."
Chen Mingming was silent for a moment, and was about to speak again.
But Boss Luo suddenly said, "Mr. Chen, I can recommend you a gun that should meet your needs …"
As he spoke, the boss opened his palm, and a silver pistol, starting from the handle, slowly materialized … The silver was only its luster when it was formed, but when it was completely formed, it became dull.
Boss Luo put the silver pistol on the table, and slowly said, "This gun is not considered complete yet, it still needs to be infused with your soul to be considered complete. Also, it can't use ordinary bullets, it can only use bullets that you made with your own life, Mr. Chen. "
"My life as a bullet?" Chen Mingming seemed to be a little moved.
Boss Luo indifferently said, "We know that if you really want to kill someone, and I'm talking about the situation where the individual's strength is not too different, as long as you are willing to put in the effort and spend the time, you can always find an opportunity. Mr. Chen, would you deny this saying?"
Chen Mingming slightly shook his head.
"Then, use your time as a bullet to kill the person you said you have the ability to kill."
"How do you determine how much time my bullet needs?"
"When you need to use the bullet, this gun will naturally tell you."
"How much?"
"Mr. Chen, when you can no longer inject bullets into this gun, we will take back this gun … and at the same time, we will take back your soul, what do you think?"
"You will die when the bullet runs out?"
Boss Luo slightly smiled, "In theory, as long as Mr. Chen doesn't shoot the first bullet, your life will naturally come to an end."
After a long time, under the gaze of the boss and the servant girl, Chen Mingming slowly picked up the silver pistol on the table.
Until he left Boss Luo, Chen Mingming didn't say a word.
At this time, Taisetsu frowned, walked to Luoqiu's side, and couldn't help but say, "Boss, this guy … seems very dangerous. You gave this gun to him, aren't you afraid that he will act recklessly? "
"We sell whatever the customer wants to buy." Luoqiu indifferently said, "Isn't it always like this?"
Taisetsu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. He just nodded and slowly stepped back — Since the owner Luoqiu didn't think there was any problem, he naturally had no right to refute the boss Luoqiu.
The owner's will couldn't be disobeyed … This was engraved in the deepest part of him when he became a Black Soul.
You Ye began to clean up the table, "Master, what did you want to do when you came back?"
Luoqiu shook his head, "I planned to go to the altar, but suddenly, I don't want to go anymore … Well, I suddenly want to eat the dinner you cook."
"I'll prepare it now."
The servant girl left with a smile, and her footsteps seemed to be cheerful.
…
…
The car slowly drove into the parking lot of the community. After parking the car, Zhou Yusheng didn't get off immediately, but sat in the car alone.
After adjusting the seat, he lay on the driver's seat and closed his eyes … The engine didn't turn off.
About half an hour later, Zhou Yusheng got off the car.
He suddenly remembered Ma Houde's words, and began to sniff his clothes … There was indeed a bad smell — How long had it been since he took a shower?
"Officer Zhou, you're back?"
In the underground parking lot, a middle-aged man just came out of the elevator. It seemed that he was going to drive out. He was probably Zhou Yusheng's neighbor, otherwise, he wouldn't greet him so warmly.
"Yes." Zhou Yusheng nodded.
Although he remembered his neighbor's name, appearance, and what they had talked about in the past … Zhou Yusheng was not used to the other party's warm greeting.
He quickly got away from the neighbor's greeting, walked all the way to his home and opened the door.
"I'm going back …"
Zhou Yusheng shook his head and closed the door. He casually threw the key at the cabinet by the wall at the entrance. Without changing his shoes, he walked straight to the living room and sat on the sofa.
Perhaps it's because I haven't been back for too long … The moment he sat down, some dust suddenly rose from the fabric sofa.
He casually turned on the TV, which happened to be the evening news.
"Now, we have a special news report. This morning, in a self-built house on Longhua Road in our city, a shocking murder case happened … "
Zhou Yusheng didn't listen to it and turned off the TV.
He suddenly remembered that the goldfish at home hadn't been fed, and the water hadn't been changed for a long time. Zhou Yusheng quickly stood up and walked to the fish tank. He found that the silver arowana, which he had raised well, had turned over and floated to the water.
Zhou Yusheng quickly reached out to pick up the carcass of the dead fish, but when his hand reached into the water, he remembered that he hadn't pinched up his sleeves. He had no choice but to pull his hand back.
However, the buttons on his sleeves weren't as easy to undo as usual. Zhou Yusheng tried a few times, but still couldn't undo them. He suddenly gave up, put his hands on the edge of the fish tank, and immersed his wrists in the water.
Suddenly, Zhou Yusheng pushed the fish tank to the ground.
The glass shattered, and the water in the fish tank spilled on the ground, wetting his body … The silver arowana didn't move at all because of this. They just lay motionless on the ground.
Zhou Yusheng squatted on the ground and looked, looked … looked and looked. Then, he suddenly stood up, hurriedly took the cleaning tools, and swept away the broken glass and dead fish.
Then, he dried the water stains on the floor. Then, he looked at the indoor environment, which seemed to be even worse, and threw away the mop in his hand … Just like that, he stood there and looked at the clock on the wall of the living room, which turned little by little.
After a long time, Zhou Yusheng gently hit his forehead and wiped his face. Then, he turned and walked to the door, grabbed the keys, and went out. He went all the way to the garage and drove out.
…
The place Zhou Yusheng went to later was a relatively high-end residential area.
He parked the car in front of a two-story villa near the artificial lake in the residential area and pressed the doorbell. Soon after, the door opened, and an elegant man walked out.
The man was surprised to see Zhou Yusheng and said in surprise, "Yusheng?"
Zhou Yusheng looked at the man in front of him and sighed. "Captain Gao, can I come in and sit … I … have a headache."
Captain Gao … Gao Wen opened his mouth, then nodded. "Come in first."
Gao Wen brought Zhou Yusheng into the study and let him sit on a recliner. Then, he moved a chair over and sat beside Zhou Yusheng.
"Yusheng, haven't you stopped having headaches in the past few months? Why are they suddenly acting up again?" Gao Wen asked with a frown.
Zhou Yusheng lay down and gently knocked his forehead with his fist. "I don't know … Captain Gao, can you give me some more of the medicine you prescribed last time?"
Gao Wen said, "That's just an ordinary sleeping pill. I just want you to rest more. It's not really medicine that can treat headaches … Are you starting to have nightmares again?"
Zhou Yusheng shook his head. "No."
Gao Wen said, "Then I think you're just too tired. When I saw you this morning, I felt like you were about to collapse from exhaustion. Yusheng, what you need isn't medicine, nor is it my treatment. You just need rest. "
Zhou Yusheng smiled bitterly and said, "Today, I almost quarreled with Ma Houde. He told me to go home and rest … Go home? He went home to rest, but I went home to suffer … How boring. "
Gao Wen patted Zhou Yusheng on the shoulder. "As for the medicine, I don't recommend you continue to take it. However, if it's wine, it's okay. Drinking some red wine will help you sleep. Coincidentally, someone gave me a bottle of good red wine. My wife isn't at home these two days. Since you have nothing to do, why don't you have a few drinks with me?"
"Sure." Zhou Yusheng's tense face relaxed a little.
Seeing that Gao Wen had started to open a bottle of red wine to sober up at the small bar in the study, Zhou Yusheng suddenly asked, "Oh right, how has Ming Ming been recently?"
"If you care about your son, why don't you go and take a look yourself?" Gao Wen shook his head. "I'm just his teacher, not his father."
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