Wine and Gun

Chapter 285

Seriously, why does he have to be so arrogant? Didn't Albarino mean they didn't need to lie to each other the last time Herstal asked him if he knew Slade was at Sequoia Manor? Is Herstal still worried that Albarino will stop him from killing Slade... Ah, of course, at the juncture where McCard is also going crazy, Albarino will not let Herstal go According to some list of people or the list of Westland's richest people, he swears that he will never let the other party give up his revenge.

It feels odd, and most people would call the feelings that come to their minds "betrayal", but given that the two of them have literally put each other in the hands of prisons and other perverts -- not to mention Alba Lino's forensic status led to him being imprisoned during his days at the New Thacker Federal Prison, and the boss of the district where he was imprisoned made a few smackdowns until the night he was released to find Herstal. The ribs are all bruised - besides, at this moment, Albarino himself came to Sequoia Manor without telling Herstal, and none of them seemed to have a position to talk about "betrayal".

Albarino grinded his back molars, and if he didn't gān like this, he really felt that his throat (or, his heart) was not very comfortable. He waited quietly for the two people to go to the first floor without knowing where they were going, and then also quietly set foot on the third floor.

He followed his memory to find Slade's office. Now the door of the office is locked, and there is no light in the crack of the door. Obviously, there is no one inside.

Albarino put his thoughts behind him for a while, knelt down at the door, and pulled a piece of wire from his pocket.

Herstal was staring at the roster in front of him as Albarino struggled with that extraordinarily complicated lock.

He knew he had to pick someone from the middle, and it was difficult in every sense. His throat was clogged with what he was about to do, and it was hard to imagine that the Westland pianist, who was blushing in the face of blood and viscera, would want to gān gān about other things.

On the other hand, it is very important for him to choose which child. Without seeing other members, he can only pin his hope of gathering intelligence on these children. First of all, the children should not be too young, too young children may have difficulty expressing things clearly; secondly, it is best for them not to stay in Sequoia Manor for too long. Herstal is worried that they will succumb to this cruel fate. As a result, the child told Slade or Rowan about his question as soon as he finished the question.

The child he chose had better be a little older, still hopeful about escaping, brave and willing to cooperate with him. This means-

"Any new kids?" Herstal asked casually as he flipped through the roster.

"Sorry, what?" Aurelie's reaction to his strange request was what he expected.

Hestal swallowed the discomfort in his throat, slowly laid the roster flat on his knees, and raised his head to look at Aureli. He smiled, and then whispered or: "Well, you know, a child who stays in a place like this for too long will have all kinds of defects... I hope the child I want is a chick, Is this an excessive request?"

A month ago, just a month ago, if anyone had said to Herstal that he would make such a request in a place like this, he would have hung him up and poked his tongue out. But the moment felt just grotesque, and Aurelie briefly looked away from him, not too successfully hiding her disgust, which pierced into his heart like a thorn.

After a while, Aureli said, "There are... these few."

Aurelie listed two children in the booklet, both boys, one was nine and the other fourteen. Herstal had been thinking about older children. The fourteen-year-old boy had soft blond hair and lovely curls, like those little angels at the bottom of the "Sistine Virgin" picture.

His name is indicated below the photo: Midaren. It is indeed an angel's name.

Something about the boy—his age, the color of his hair, a certain unfading, youthful, determined look in his eyes—made Herstal feel a shudder of pain, these things He felt a hallucination about to be torn apart like his nightly dreams. He reached out and pointed at the photo, feeling his fingers slowly burnt by the smooth surface of the page.

"I choose this child," he said.

Note:

[1] Metatron:

In fact, the general translation in China is Metatron, the archangel mentioned in the Book of Enoch—the problem is that the entire Book of Enoch is actually a Christian Apocrypha.

(PS: But all angel-themed TV series/movies like to use the book of promises as a setting)

Chapter 74 Blood Spring 08

Aureli was silent for two seconds, Herstal felt as if she was considering something, but she didn't say anything. She still kept her flawless smiling face and said, "Okay, please wait a moment, I'll make arrangements."

Herstal didn't really want to know what she was going to do, but she walked out of the living room and disappeared behind the heavy curtains again. Even the sound in the room disappeared, and it was terribly silent, and even the tinnitus behind his eardrum was like a tsunami.

Search [Book Reading Assistant] official address: www.kanshuzhushou.com Millions of popular books are free to read for life without advertisements!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like