Wine and Gun

"That's not a good answer," Herstal said slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, and the blade sank a little deeper into the opponent's skin. He knew how much strength could cut through the opponent's windpipe. "Looks like you haven't found where I'm supposed to be, have you?"

"Indeed," Albarino replied. He took another step forward with suicidal courage and slammed Herstal against the wall with his body. Herstal's hand was very steady, and with the change of posture, the knife was still pressed against Albarino's neck, but he did not cut any further.

Albarino didn't even try to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth: "Although the progress may be worrying, just like this prison disaster - just like your test of me - I saw at least something I wanted to see. "

"What did you see?" He felt Herstal's voice sounded smoother and darker. He wondered if it was the sound the pianist's dead would hear before they died; Albarino watched recklessly. Those eyes, ruthless light blue, with dilated pupils, were like puddles of sin.

"I see beauty. Mr. Armalite, now." Albarino approached him, not closing the distance between his own lips and the corners of the other's lips, but it didn't prevent him from taking his bloody breath against him. each other's skin. "You look like Danae in the copper tower."

Note:

[1] Trial incision: Refers to the slight incision taken by suicides for various purposes, such as psychological contradictions, testing the sharpness of sharp instruments, and experiencing pain before forming a fatal incision. Generally, it is superficial and short, and the number is variable. It may appear in isolation or in multiple non-continuous superficial incisions. More than the main incision in fatal incisions is parallel to the main incision, and isolated on the upper or lower edge of the main incision.

[2] The theremin is the world's first electronic musical instrument, invented in 1919 by the former Soviet Union physicist Professor Liv Thelmen. Its principle is to use two LC vibrator working units that sense the distributed capacitance of the human body and the earth to generate changes in the frequency and size of the vibration respectively. It is the only electronic musical instrument in the world that does not require physical contact.

[3] King Argus listened to a prophet's warning that he would be killed by the son born to his daughter Danae. King Argus was so afraid that he imprisoned his daughter Danae in a high bronze In the tower, the daughter is not allowed to contact the world. However, the god-king Zeus fell in love with Danae's beauty, Zeus turned into a golden rain, entered Danae's bedroom through the top of the tower, and gave birth to Perseus with her.

Chapter 20 Huáng Golden Rain 02

Herstal was silent for a moment, then gave Albarino a smirk.

"Is it Titian's Danae, or Rembrandt's Danae?" Herstal asked in a low voice.

There was a soft breath in Albarino's throat, and he moved slightly forward, pressing his lips to the corner of Herstal's. Perhaps it was because he had just passed through the rain curtain, his skin was so cold.

"It's Klimt," he muttered happily against Herstal's skin.

The blade was still clinging to his neck, firm without trembling, but Albarino didn't really care about it - he read the darkness that was so thick that it drowned people in the eyes of the other party. The gloomy colors point the way for him. The sound of the rain outside the window was so loud it could almost drown out the voices and heartbeats, and Albarino gave him a defiant smile before kneeling at his feet again.

The scene is like the night Herstal went to meet Martin Jones, in front of the cold, crumbling walls of the factory, only this time Herstal may not be as surprised as before. When he knelt down, the blade was still against his skin, barely shaking, and the opponent's hand was unscientific.

Albarino raised his head, and could see Herstal looking at him with that balanced expression, as if torn between stabbing him to death or sending him to a mental hospital. This made Albarino want to laugh, and he touched Herstal's left ankle with ease, where a knife was bound to it last time.

"I hope we can all be honest with each other, since we've been there so many times." Albarino said slowly, his fingers picking up Herstal's trousers, and this time he finally put his hand in, Slowly he touched his ankle up: it was a very short dagger, so it was not conspicuous even if it was hidden under trousers.

"'jiāo stream'," Herstal apparently scoffed at the word, given that Albarino was referring to the jiāo stream presumably leaving dead bodies for each other, and sneering at each other with corpses, "I remember I never asked for it. That kind of jiāo style, or what kind of cháo style artist style is that in your eyes?"

And Albarino had already felt the clasp of the scabbard's strap on his leg. Herstal's skin felt very smooth. I wonder if he was born with a lack of body hair or if his self-control like an obsessive-compulsive disorder has been extended. Time to get rid of the body hair - Albarino wasn't surprised by either, seriously, look at the house this guy lives in, he lives in an elegantly designed apartment, beautiful like a model for a designer time, but lack of popularity.

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