Science: Understanding the Color of Observation at the Beginning

A strong man in black clothes and sunglasses wearing a low hat is sitting in the driver's seat eating crispy corn...

The silver-haired man behind him stared indifferently at the strong man in the rearview mirror.

"Brother!?" Vodka shuddered after feeling a chill and looked in the rearview mirror.

Brother, what's going on? Why is the air conditioning coming out again?

The Porsche 356A was just repaired and maintained today. Shouldn't you be happy?

"What are you doing?" A cold voice sounded, and Gin's dark green pupils looked at the crispy horn in Vodka's hand.

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And because it was brittle, it spilled everywhere in the car.

"Eating snacks." Vodka was stunned for a moment, apparently not realizing what the problem was.

But... his eyes flashed under the vodka sunglasses, and he... understood.

He noticed that his elder brother was staring at the snack in his hand.

Also, the eldest brother probably didn't have enough to eat tonight and wanted to eat some snacks... It's just that he pretended to be aloof and not good at talking for the sake of face...

"Brother, if you are hungry, take it and eat it first." Vodka said, "I will buy a pack later."

As expected of you, vodka.

"Get off the car! Come back up after eating." Gin reached out and took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Vodka: "..

Does the elder brother dislike himself?

Jingle bell bell..

Just then, the vodka bell rang.

He picked up the phone and answered...

"Hey, vodka..."" Scott's voice came from the other end of the phone, but it was a little weird, as if he was suppressing something, "The mission is completed... but Galliano..."

"Ah..." Vodka's pupils shrank slightly. Listening to the other party's tone, it seemed like something had happened to Galliano from time to time...

His mind instantly flashed to the image of Galliano holding a submachine gun in the corner of his mouth and killing people at the party, and then being shot dead by the special forces!

"It's not good, brother, Galliano was shot" "!" Vodka shouted loudly.

"Huh?! Impossible!" Gin's dark green pupils widened...

Even if it was an indiscriminate killing, Galiano could escape unscathed with his strength. The most important thing was... that gathering of powerful people was at a mountain villa.

Gin snatched the phone from Vodka's hand and took a deep breath, "Tell me, what happened to Galliano."

"It's not like that." Shi Kaobing on the other end of the phone obviously heard the sound of vodka, and said after a moment of silence, "The mission was completed very well, but... there was a little hiccup in the middle."

Immediately afterwards, Shi Kaobing told what happened at the party...

Although Galliano's order was to do nothing, she still had channels to follow the direction of the mission...

After hearing what happened, Gin firmly pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

"You mean... you suspected Galliano of doing it and then put the blame on someone else?" Gin organized his thoughts and asked in a calm and indifferent tone.

"Well..." Shi Kaobing nodded.

Thinking back on the whole process of the banquet, the more I thought about it, the more something was wrong... Galliano was staring at others the whole time.

Then the mission was completed inexplicably, and a Yotsui Reika and Nikaido...

Thinking about it again, coupled with Galliano's abnormal spirit during each mission, it was extremely scary.

As a member of Galiano's team, Shi Kaobing felt it was necessary to report to prevent Galiano from being killed by him that day.

"Phew. I understand." Gin nodded and understood what Shi Kaobing meant, "You don't need to worry too much. Although Galliano is a little mentally weak, he will not attack anyone in the organization. "

You can rest assured on this gin, after all, Galliano was tested by that gentleman.

After saying that, he hung up the phone. Old man's skirt, 599370$3$Ⅱ4.

Maybe after another person hears this, he will disdain this kind of thing and think it is just a coincidence.

But Gin is different. He has rich experience and knows that Galliano’s character and past

Just recently, Gin discovered something different. Whenever Galliano went to a place, people would die.

One is a coincidence, but... two, three, or even every time?

In particular, Galliano likes to do things alone...

What does this mean?

It's definitely not an ordinary psychological problem. Between violence and art, Galliano seems to have to achieve perfection!

"Brother, what's going on?" Vodka looked at the back seat with a serious face, "Is the situation serious?"

Judging from the look on the elder brother's face, Galiano should not have been killed.

"Galliano has some mental problems." Gin said. "He likes to kill people indiscriminately. When completing the mission this time, he killed the Si Jing Group's gold by the way."

After finishing speaking, Gin planned to take out the phone and ask the professionals.

Why not ask Galliano to see a doctor? Because Gin thinks...it's not necessary to see a doctor.

As long as you understand the reasons, act more restrained, and put the interests of the organization first.

"Ah..." Vodka opened his mouth in shock, "I have discovered a long time ago that Galiano is a little mentally disturbed. Will he kill us too that day?"

"No." Gin said coldly, "Galliano is extremely loyal to the organization, there is no doubt about it.

"Huh...that's good." Vodka breathed a sigh of relief, "That guy Galliano really looks like the God of Death, as if he can seduce other people's murderous intent."

"Ha... you're overthinking, that's just Galliano using some special psychology." Gin sneered... The boy crossing the road came to mind again...

Gin clearly remembered that when the little boy appeared, his murderous intention skyrocketed, and he even almost killed Vodka...

The next day, Jiachen opened his eyes...

The temperature seemed to have changed overnight, suddenly dropping a lot.

Jiachen turned his head and glanced at Xiao Ai who was still sleeping with him in his arms. His little head was rubbed from time to time. His dark brown hair made people feel soft and comfortable...

The temperature has dropped a bit...

Jiachen stretched out his hand to warm Xiao Ai so that she wouldn't get cold...

Then... I saw Xiao Ai opening her icy blue eyes in confusion, staring at him, her eyes seemed to reveal the confusion of just waking up.

(Li Liozhao) "Jiachen...what are you...going to do?" Xiaoai rubbed her eyes, woke up, and looked at Jiachen.

"The weather is getting a little cold. I just want to put my hands on you to keep you warm." Gachen said in a surprising tone.

Haiyuan Ai was stunned for a moment, then stared at Jiachen, and said clearly in a cold and soft voice, "Luo, Li, control..."

Jiachen was speechless.

He swore he really had no other ideas.

Xiao Ai, who had just woken up, seemed to feel a little cold, and unconsciously curled up her petite body.

Then...her soft and cool feet were suddenly held by a big hand, and the warmth came from her feet, which seemed to warm her heart.

Haihara Ai first resisted symbolically, then compromised... and finally enjoyed it.

"Jiachen." Xiao Ai stared at Gachen for half a month, "Do you have any special hobby for my feet?"

"You are thinking too much." Jiachen's face remained calm as he felt the warm touch, "I'm just warming your feet..."

Chapter 132 Child Bride? ? ?

time passes slowly

Jiachen sat on the sofa and watched TV with a calm expression.

"Last night around 10:20, a certain group suffered a terrorist attack."

"Several masked disciples carried bombs and committed crimes. The number of casualties is currently unknown."

"Due to the great impact of the case, the senior management of the Metropolitan Police Department attaches great importance to this case and will investigate the case as soon as possible and severely crack down on the arrogance of criminals. Next, let's take a look at Officer Matsumoto's speech."

Officer Matsumoto...

Jiachen picked up the tea and took a sip, staring at the TV.

The kind of situation that happened yesterday required a big man from the Metropolitan Police Department to come forward and give an explanation.

Immediately afterwards, the camera moved to a fierce and burly man with scars on his face.

"Hello...Officer Matsumoto, what do you think of this incident?"

"Whether this incident is an individual or organized act, it is a challenge to the Japanese police." Matsumoto Kiyonaga said with a serious face, "No matter how high the price is, the criminals will be brought to justice."

Although he doesn't say much, combined with Matsumoto Kiyonaga's appearance and tone, it gives people a sufficient sense of credibility.

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However, it’s just a sense of credibility.

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