Time Agent: Brother, this pot is a bit heavy!

At night, the café is pitch black.

It's the bulb that's broken. Gu Qi frowned, leaned over and groped in the cabinet for a while, and finally found a light bulb from the corner of the cabinet.

The white shirt brushed the floor, dusty, and he didn't know it.

The glass door made a 'clang' sound, and the sudden sound startled him, and he quickly turned his head to look, and his vision was dark, and he couldn't see anything.

He breathed a sigh of relief and didn't care, and with the faint light of his phone, he stood on the table with his feet raised and reinstalled the new light bulb.

The café

is bright again.

Gu Qi raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and turned around, only to see someone sitting in front of the bar at some point. He wears a black sweatshirt and a black mask over his face, and an aura of mystery shrouds him.

Gu Qi looked at him in surprise.

He remembered that he had closed the glass door, how did this person come in!?

"Who are you?" Gu Qi's voice was a little cold.

The person who came tilted his head and looked at Gu Qi, then lowered his eyes and shook the empty wine bottle in his hand. He raised his hand and squeezed the atrium, frowning.

"Trouble!" he removed his hood and mask, revealing a cold face.

"It's me!" Gu Thirteen's voice was a little low and irritable.

Gu Qi looked at this familiar and ...... With a cold face

, he called out in a daze, "Brother?" He leaned forward with the cabinet, "Brother

, why are you here all of a sudden? Where have you been in the past three years? Why haven't you replied to my messages?"

Gu Qiyi asked three times in a row, but Gu Shisan glanced at him expressionlessly, suddenly teleported to his side, and slashed down at the side of Gu Qi's neck with a hand knife.

Gu Qi fainted. Gu 13 held the person in his arms.

"Boss, bring it!" Cha Zhou panted and pushed open the door and walked over, put the black shirt in his hand on the table, and his face was a little resentful: "I knew that I would prepare a few pieces in the trunk in advance, and I would go back every time, so I went to pick them up on purpose."

Gu 13 threw the empty Russian flask into his arms.

"I'm out of alcohol. Let's go get things done first

!" Cha Zhou hugged the wine jug, glanced at Gu Qi and then withdrew it, turned around and walked towards the door, muttering in his mouth: "Boss, you are also biased! I haven't seen Xiaobai for a long time! You at least let me talk to him for a while!" Gu Shisan glanced at him, and Cha

Zhou shut up.

Half an hour later, Gu Qi glanced at Gu Thirteen coldly while buttoning his black shirt.

This time he woke up very strangely, with a dull pain in the back of his neck, as if someone had forcibly given him a knife.

Gu 13 threw the small wine jug in his hand aside and walked over leisurely.

He put his hand on the back of Gu Qi's neck, gently helped him knead it, and his voice was a little soft: "It hurts

?" Gu Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't push him away: "What did you do?" Gu

Shisan coughed lightly and looked at the tea shaft.

At this time, the tea shaft was looking at his fingers without blinking.

His fingers were cold and slender, his bones were distinct, and in the dim light, the jade-like fingertips looked even better. But his eyes were as cold as ever, and the man who had just fallen into the arms of the boss and looked harmless to humans and animals was like two people.

This is Gu Qi's other personality, and he is also the only younger brother recognized by the boss.

To be precise, the boss likes Gu Qi's second personality, but he doesn't care about the first personality.

He still remembers the shock he was when he first entered the Boss's villa.

The Boss never wears a shirt, but he has a whole cloakroom full of black shirts of different brands

, the Boss never wears studs, but he has a whole cupboard full of mourning nails, and

the Boss rarely drinks, but wherever he goes, he carries a Russian flask.

It's just because these are Gu Qi's second personalities, that is, what the person in front of him likes.

Gu Qi's second personality needs to be awakened with wine, and the wine jug on Gu Thirteen's body is used to wake up the person in front of him.

He still remembered that the first time the boss had a conflict with the silver fox was because of this little flask. At that time, he and the boss had just joined them. The silver fox looked at the boss unpleasantly, so he found fault everywhere.

The boss didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't bother to deal with him. That is until Silver Fox hits the idea on the Russian flask he carries with him.

That was the first time he had seen the boss do it, the kind that really hit him to the death.

Just because the silver fox moved his little flask. And this small wine pot is of great significance to Gu Qi, it is the wine that Gu Qi's other personality drank when it first appeared.

Gu Shisan saw that the tea shaft was staring at Gu Qi's fingers motionless, and his expression was a little displeased.

"Brown shaft?" the voice was a little cold.

Cha Zhou came back to his senses, his body shook, and he hurriedly defended their boss: "No wine." was almost recognized by Xiaobai. "

Xiao Bai is Gu Qi's first personality, and Xiao Hei is Gu Qi's second personality.

Gu Qi glanced at him, his elbow on the bar, his back against the bar, and stretched out his hand.

Gu Thirteen: "?" "What about the mourning nails?"

Gu Thirteen glanced at the tea shaft lightly, and the tea shaft hurriedly took out a brocade box from his trouser pocket and handed it over, muttering in his mouth: "I'm a mother! I have to lose a lot of money every time I come! Such an expensive thing is disposable when it comes to Xiao Hei! It's still easy for Xiaobai to feed!"

Gu

Qi glanced at him, and pressed the ear studs on the ear bones one by one.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me this time.

This time, without paying attention to the thirteen words, the tea shaft took the initiative to take out a photo from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Like last time, sabotage their plans. Gu Shisan's voice was a little cold.

Gu Qi frowned and shook the photo in his hand, "Nothing else?" What

are you kidding, this time the soul is wearing an aunt in her fifties, and the most important thing is that there is a big mole on her lower eyes and face!

Gu Shisan said with a good face: "It's gone." Oh, by the way, this time, remember to watch out for the silver fox.

Gu Qi looked up and looked confused, who is the silver fox?"

"It's Uncle Feng, the soul piercer you met last time.

Gu Qi opened his eyes suddenly, his face was pale, his lips were chapped, his stomach was extremely hungry, and he was a little groggy.

This is the third day that his soul has been pierced through the photo, and the second day he has been trapped under the floor.

It stands to reason that the man he wore was dead

! Not long after his soul had passed through, the person he had worn was killed!

But he was alive again!

His face was cold as he listened through the crack in the floor to the occasional movement of people above.

He learned the lesson of the last time, and this time he deliberately separated a wisp of soul and entered the white pearl necklace he wore around his neck.

Who would have thought that after death, the necklace was still worn around her neck.

No one touched his necklace, and he was sealed in the floor, and he had no way to use the necklace as a medium to penetrate the soul of others, so he could only put his soul through the body of the dead again.

So he was alive again! This scene is really a bit weird! What's

worse is that he didn't even see who the murderer was, and he was plotted! So even though he was resurrected again, he couldn't call people rashly.

The distance between the floors and the floors was just enough to jam a person, so he was stuck in it for 36 hours, still unable to move.

The floor was a little cold at night, and his mind began to feel a little unclear from hunger and cold. He slowly raised his hand.

"Knock knock..."

Upstairs there was a knock on the floor in the cabin, and a dim light lit up in the stump of the basement.

The abrupt ringing of the cell phone rang at the right time in the silent night, and the man glanced in the direction of the sound, stretched out his bloodstained hand and slashed the phone away.

"Hey, three-legged, yes! I'm going to send it to you. The

man pulled three legs out of the stump and put them in the bag, and hurried out of the basement.