Wine and Gun

A gang lawyer, Albarino snorted softly, this industry is still quite developed in Westland City, after all, the number of gangsters in this city is one of the largest in the country. There are countless lawyers who risked being stabbed in the back, assassinated, and murdered by rival gangs to rescue their clients from prison by using their tongues as a weapon. While many people with a sense of justice find this line of business distasteful, it does make a lot of money.

Albarino has no sense of justice - if he had, his choice of hobbies would certainly be different - he has no moral troubles with the profession of gangster lawyers, just feels that the other party is really right There is no taste in the customer's choice.

After all, not all gangsters are as elegant as the "Godfather" movie. Most gangsters make a living from the dirty business of drugs and selling yín, and some gangsters grew up from prisons, which are full of bào force and jījian. , and some gangsters - needless to say, looking at Thomas Norman's virtue, it must be very troublesome to fight with him.

But other than that...

Now, the lawyer is saying, "My appointment with him is around three o'clock in the afternoon... No, I can't tell you what we're talking about, it's a matter of confidentiality to the client. Unless you can go with a search warrant. My office—"

In addition, the lawyer's tone was actually very deep and pleasant, and the strings resonated weakly. Albarino's fingers rubbed unconsciously over the glass that was so clean as if it didn't exist, and pressed it on the other side's cheek.

It must have been years of legal work that added this indifferent and sharp color to the other's face. This indifference was curled up in the fine lines at the corners of his eyes and between his eyebrows, and stationed on his non-smiling lips. Albarino has a sensitive body odor to the word "beauty", so he has to say: this lawyer himself has a handsome face, but his tough temperament radiating from the inside out buries this handsomeness , like a sperm whale devouring plankton in the sea.

The consequence is that maybe Lawyer Amalette does look dignified, but it also makes others ignore his appearance completely; when he gets close, he can't help but fight with anger, for fear that this person will take you as his face. Victims of unscrupulous games.

This lawyer may be troubled by this kind of thing, or at least his characteristics have affected his life: he has no wedding ring on his finger, and he probably only has a bunch of intriguing work partners in his life. No one can open their hearts. Probably a little too much for his personal condition and wealth.

—His eyes were a rather bright azure blue, as if ironically.

Albarino thought... Perhaps, when such a person closes his eyes and when his soul flies away from his body, people can finally ignore this temperament that comes from his nature. When arrogance and life are completely extinguished in the most terrifying and irresistible way, the audience can really see his face through those meaningless moral evaluations and boring instincts to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage.

Ignoring beauty is definitely a crime, and Albarino Bacchus never mind helping people open their eyes.

"Richard happened to mention to me that there were no extra arrangements for the night, and in this case he should stay in his own private villa..."

Mr. Armalette's blond hair, with a fair amount of silver mixed in it, gleaming in the bright light of the interrogation room, was clearly a clear representation of the "mature man" that most girls would love. Albarino pondered while standing in the unlit hallway, the color of those hairs suitable for setting off some white-textured plants in the background.

Heartleaf and white lobelia, Euphorbia "smoky diamonds" and white summer snapdragons; in the empty dòng where the heart was supposed to house the heartless body a bunch of lilies sat for irony, or daffodils: A Narcissian metaphor; the corpse faded into pale skin against the tangled branches and leaves of silver waterfall horseshoe gold as his coffin and sleeping chamber.

- Under the moonlight, all of this will be covered in a frosty white in the dark, looking like a gleaming moonlight garden.

He stared at the other person's face for a while, and then felt that the idea was not bad. The other side's lips opened and closed, and Officer Hardy wrote a lot of notes in the notebook with his pen, and obviously Albarino didn't hear a word.

Of course, Albarino would want to kill the lawyer who had only one relationship with him, and for someone like him, this is not a strange thing. In fact, that's who he is - doing what he wants to do, switching to different partners at will, driving to the scene of a crime in a car that is too ostentatious for a forensic doctor, or even saving or killing people. Well, it's all one thing.

But no - he is good at dealing with the sudden visit of the god of inspiration, people always have a vigorous desire to express at this time, but no. The Westland pianist's killing of Richard Norman isn't over yet, and he'll have to teach the defiant murderer a lesson before he can start to carefully craft his new work.

Waiting is also a virtue, start your work in a hurry, and things will always end unfortunate.

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