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"It's not a playmate, it's a family member." Aito pursed his lips and said.

"I just don't want to lose any of my family members." He looked serious and serious.

"Humph." The man with long silver hair snorted coldly, with an unclear meaning, as if with a slight smile of contempt.

"Have you confirmed that he really suffers from split personality?" Gin stopped talking about this topic and just changed the topic.

Avril really thinks so, what he wants is family, not playmates.

But in Gin's view, it was like a child playing house, giving people who had nothing to do with each other the identity of a family, pretending to be a harmonious and loving family.

No matter who you are, you can get such an ID card, and the people who play the role of family members are always changing.

Everyone thought they could be the only family.

All the undercover agents thought they could redeem a touch of pure white struggling in the darkness.

Everyone thought that Avicril could be tamed into a loyal dog of his own, or a mad dog.

But so far, no one has succeeded.

No one will succeed in the future.

No matter how much the undercover agent tries to impress Avicril, it is meaningless for an emotionally deficient patient.

He doesn't understand emotions, he can't understand all this, and there is no emotion called touching.

No matter how much Avicril behaves like a dog, he is not a dog after all.

Animals also have feelings, and wolves, tigers, and lions can also be domesticated into dogs that recognize their owners.

But Avicril couldn't.

He is a monster that has no emotions and is disguised as a cute, easy-to-tame puppy, ready to choose and devour anyone at any time.

Once you believe that the other party is a puppy that can be domesticated, the outcome...

It would be like the police dog, or the previous undercover agents killed by Avicril.

Even Gin, even though he knew that Avril's attitude towards him was different, he also understood that he was facing the same situation where he might be counterattacked.

Gin touched the skin on the back of the boy's neck, touched the cold collar, and felt the uneven scar under the collar.

Such a circle of scars looks more like a head being cut off than a cut throat.

"Well, Brother Tou has two souls in his body." Aito replied while letting Gin touch his scar.

"Then let him play with Rum for a few days." Gin moved his hand away from the scar and changed it to stroking the back of the boy's head.

It looks like the boy is treated as a rag doll that can be manipulated and touched at will.

"Shirley wants to see you, do you want to see her? Ivy." Gin asked.

Since Avicril said this, it meant that the police officer's dog did not deceive him, but actually split into a sub-personality that wanted the main personality to disappear.

How interesting.

Another tortured undercover agent who is about to have a mental breakdown.

Of course, he would not believe that the other party really had a split personality problem just based on the other party's words, but if Avicril confirmed it, then he could believe it.

Avicril can always feel things that ordinary people can't feel.

But he can never feel the emotions that ordinary people can feel...

Maybe this is the so-called price.

"Sister Shiho, want to see me?" Aito's eyes lit up.

Shiho-san had her mobile phone confiscated before and was also deprived of the right to use a computer to contact the outside world, so they have not been in contact for a while.

"Can I go see her?" Aito asked.

"It depends on what you think." Gin said indifferently, as if he didn't care at all.

"Then I want to go!" The white-haired boy said in a lively and enthusiastic tone.

He would not refuse any family member who wanted to see him.

"Vodka." Gin closed his eyes and just shouted the code name of vodka.

"Know

That's it, brother." Vodka changed his destination and replied.

Originally, Ivy was going to be sent home, but now, she has to go to the drug experimental base to see Shirley.

"How are you doing, Shiho-san?" Aito asked, grabbing Gin's clothes.

"Not dead, it couldn't be better." Gin sneered.

It's just that my mobile phone was confiscated and my freedom was restricted, but I still lived a good life.

"That's good." Aito breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be pretentious," Gin said disdainfully.

Only today, when I mentioned that Shirley wanted to see him, did I think of Shirley's existence.

Normally I wouldn't take the initiative to ask about Shirley's situation.

Now he acts like he is very worried about the other person.

A brat who pretends to be worried for the so-called game of house even though he doesn't feel anything at all.

If Shirley hadn't been given her sister's identity card by Avicril in a game of house, then even this pretentious worry wouldn't exist.

"I haven't seen Shiho-san for a while. What should I do when I see her?" Aito whispered, as if talking to himself or asking Gin.

"When you ask for help, you have to ask for help, Ivy." The man with long silver hair leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, saying casually.

If you pay, you will be rewarded.

"Help me, help me..."

"Please papa."

"Papa is the best..."

The boy with white hair and blue eyes kissed Gin on the face.

The dear Gin opened his closed eyes, the look in his eyes was cold and a little tired.

He even wanted Avicril to watch less American movies.

Family members do not need to kiss each other to greet each other.

If it wasn't for the purpose of once again deepening Avicril's understanding of dominance, he would never have said such words to Avicril.

In front of him, the most common thing Aivi Keel used was to act coquettishly or cry.

"You'll make people think I have a little girl." Gin mocked.

"That's okay." The white-haired boy replied with a nonchalant attitude.

Gin closed his eyes again.

It is useless to tell a mentally ill person who has no sense of distance or shame that the other person will be regarded as a girl if he loves to act coquettishly.

Avicril is not a little girl. The real female members of the organization have never acted coquettishly even when they were children, because most of them grew up in the organization's schools.

As for what those undercovers were like when they were young, Gin didn't care.

Avicril is a child of the organization, so of course the reference target should also be a child of the organization....

Shirley has been cold and indifferent since she was a child, while Chianti, Curacao, Qinlei, and Bordeaux are even more ruthless than most of the male members.

However, Avicril cannot be treated with a normal attitude.

"When asking for help, you have to behave accordingly, like you and me."

"Like Bourbon and you."

"Do you understand?" Gin asked, maintaining a calm and indifferent attitude.

"I understand." Aito nodded seriously.

Let Brother Bourbon ask him for help!

"The same goes for Shirley, but if she asks you to help..." At this point, Gin raised her lips.

"Just tell her that you will help her find Miyano Akemi."

"Whatever it takes." Gin said.

But Sister Mingmei is already dead.

Aito turned to look at Daifuku in the back seat. The paper figure Akemi was on top of him now, but he would not hand the paper figure Akemi over to Sister Shiho.

The dead family member belongs to him alone and has nothing to do with anyone else.

"If you find a dead person, you have found it." Gin saw through the boy's doubts and wrote lightly.

and no direction

Shirley promised to bring Miyano Akemi back alive.

This isn't even cheating.

"Don't you usually do a good job when chatting with other people?"

"Just keep it up." Gin said, touching the boy's shoulder blades.

There is a method of deception called montage lies. Each sentence is true, but the order is reversed and some details are omitted. When these truths are put together, they become lies.

Because Avicril would not lie, but he would subconsciously omit some details that could not be revealed to make the situation more favorable to himself, so he learned this method without any teacher.

It has always been used very well.

This is a natural, greedy talent.

He is neither willing to lie nor want others to hate him if they know the truth.

A kid who just wants to be loved.

Gin even wanted to applaud the other party's pure greed.

"Yeah!" Aito nodded seriously.

Papa praised him, just be yourself.

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