Devil's Music

“Huh? You have the grand piano? ”

The first thing that caught my eye was the black grand piano on the lower jaw. Outside a window with a white frame, he saw the piano sitting in a bright spot with Cyclamen flowers shining in a well-maintained light, and sat on a piano chair holding Kiska. The gun sitting next to the long piano chair opens its lid and removes the red lid, revealing a leaky knob. Keeka looks at the piano with her eyes wide open and makes a sound as she puts her hands on the bar and checks that the tune is good.

He said that he saw Kiska's reaction.

“This is the first time you've heard the piano? I see you have a nice piano in your house and no one has played it for you. ”

Keeka, looking up at the gun quietly, looks a little interested and puts his hands on the piano with a playful smile.

“Do you know a song called Chopsticks? You two can play together. Want me to tell you? ”

When Kiska opens one index finger on the ledge and sees the two hands, the gun starts playing.

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Kiska was looking at the gun with an amazing look at the song being played with just two fingers. He held Kiska's hand as he played for a long time.

“Do you want to try it? ”

I did not force the gun to play, but when I saw Kiska stretching her index finger, I got up and held her hand behind her back and started playing with a small hand. Kiska looks at the sound coming from her fingertips in a curious manner. After the gun finished one song from start to finish, he sat down again on the other octave's lap and played a note.

“This is how you do it, do you want to do it? ”

Kiska raises her hand alone on the bar, and the gun gives a big smile as Kiska begins to play in sequence. When Kiska lifted her eyes and looked up at the gun, she said that she had played as much as she could remember with her child's memory at once.

“Wow, we Kiska are amazing. And then I'll let you know. All right, look. ”

When Gun played Kiska and then repeated the part, Kiska started playing along with the gun. After about two hours of playing the wrong part several times, I got to a level where I could play the finished piece. Kiska fell into practice not knowing how exciting the first piano she met was and how sweaty her brow was.

“Now you can play the final tune? Good job, haha. Now, why don't you come play with me? ”

I don't know what Kiska means to play a song together, so when I opened my eyes wide, Gun said.

“You just have to play Kiska like you just did. Okay, let's do it. ”

Kiska, who was looking at the case, put his hands on the crossbar and started playing. On the left side of Kiska's solo field of view, you see a long, white finger coming off a low pitch. After 16 words and a low pitch of white fingers, the song has a completely different richness. Rich notes flying in the air made Kiska play wonderfully, and unfortunately the song soon ended.

After the song, Kiska did not let go of the gun. His brother smiling single-handedly said with a playful face.

“What do you think? Having fun? ”

Kiska lowers her head and wriggles her hands on the ledge, then starts playing the chopsticks again. Seeing him reveals his teeth and smiles.

“You mean let's play again? Okay, let's go different this time. ”

The case that followed the play was struck with a jazzy rhythm unlike before. Kiska was definitely the same song, but he opened his eyes to a completely different song. So Gun and Kiska sat at the shining grand piano by the sunny window for more than a few hours.

* *

Gregory's room. There were 16 CCTVs connected to a large television set that illuminated the entire annex. Gregory, sitting at his desk, biting his cigar, looks at the gun on the screen and thinks about Kiska.

"Our Kiska is playing? I wish I could have heard it... Shall we go now? No, I don't need to go. Kiska might be uncomfortable. How long has it been since he's been interested in something like this? No, we have to be patient. ’

Gregory picks up the phone on his desk and says,

“It's me. Call the front door and send up the Miroslave. ”

Gregory put down his phone and put out a long cigar smoke and fixed his gaze on the CCTV. After a short knock, Gregory, who has a cigar on his mouth, zooms in on the splitscreen of the TV to one screen and changes it for two people who compare to the piano.

“Come in.”

A massive skin-headed Miroslav opens the door and says,

“Boss, you wanted to see me? ”

When Gregory ordered me to sit with my eyes open, Miroslav, who was approaching the couch, was surprised to see Kiska and Gun compared to the big TV.

“You know what, miss? Is that... is that you? My lady plays the piano? ”

Gregory chews the cigar while making a run for it.

“I know. I'm surprised, too. Keira's a young man. She's a curious fellow. Seeing as how I've been opening up my mind to my daughter for less than a few hours after I closed that door for so long. ”

The Miroslav does not even think of sitting down. He points to the large screen and opens his mouth.

“Well, isn't this your first time focusing on something? That's what Kay made you? ”

“Don't be surprised by that. I saw Kiska laughing today. ”

“Yes?????? ”

“Haha. It's real. I haven't seen my daughter smile in four years. It was just a little smile. I'm just so glad to see you smile brightly one day like a child your age. ”

“Y-you can't do that. What a girl to laugh at · · ·”

“Haha, sit down. ”

Gregory smiles and takes a deep breath of cigar smoke as he sees Miroslav sitting on the couch, unable to keep his eyes off the CCTV.

“What's the Albanian trend? ”

Miroslav quickly regains his senses, and straightens his posture.

“They've been fighting amongst themselves since that bastard Lindro died. ”

“Do you have any power? ”

“I think Aurel may have fallen from the mainland. ”

“Aurel?”

“Yes, he's a bit different from Lindro, who kidnapped his own women and prostituted them. On the mainland, he is well-versed in his business to give him the nickname Arion, meaning" gold "in Albanian. ”

“Really? Hmm. Make room for him when he comes in. ”

“Yes? Are you going to meet him in person? ”

“Well, we can't go on with the war forever. ”

“I understand, boss. ”

“How's the police doing? ”

“We suspect Lindro's disappearance, and he's stuck with us, but Lindro doesn't seem to be doing much digging, because he's not an American citizen anyway. ”

“You must be paying attention to our collision. ”

“That's right. But those are the ones who shot civilians at the department store, aren't we?" Albanian bulldozers are being bombed by police investigators. ”

“Hmm... I see. Anyway, be careful and have dinner with Chief Maiden soon. ”

“Yes, boss. ”

Gregory watches the big TV with a long burst of cigar smoke.

“And you know what? That guy Kay...”

“Yes, boss. Tell me.”

“Classify them as Epic and have them escort you. I beg you to be on my guard duty. ”

I saw Miroslav's surprised look on the big TV.

“Yes? A security detail for the boss? ”

Gregory puts a cigar on the ashtray and cuts off the piece of scissors.

“Yes, as you can see, I think we like Kiska. I don't want to make another one of those things that makes you lose someone you like when you were a mother. ”

* *

Central Intelligence Agency, Virginia. Commonly known as the CIA.

Everything was made of steel, and two men were facing each other in a slightly desolate conference room. One of them was the chief secretary that Gun faced with Herald Winston in Nepal. He said, looking at the middle-aged man sitting in a relaxed pose in front of him.

“Director Mitchell. What do you mean, it's... ”

A CIA director called Mitchell swooped in with a piece of paperwork.

“Just as I said. Kay is in contact with the Russian Red Mafia's boss, Gregory Miochi. A few days after I entered the United States, I went to his house. Look at the paperwork."

When the Chief Secretary opened Mitchell's file, he saw a satellite photo of it. The chief secretary, who did not recognize Caine from the angle taken over the person's head, frowned, and Mitchell turned the screen on his laptop to show the video. On the screen that appears to have been taken by the drone, a clear picture was taken of a golf cart with Miroslav into the Red Kessle. The chief secretary frowned and asked.

“Why did Kay go here? ”

Mitchell folds his arms.

“I'm working on it. It turns out that Gregory Miochi's best friend was Daniel Weiss, CEO of the Polytan Museum in New York. Kay, who had been asked by him, went to his house. We're releasing agents to investigate, so we should be able to find out why soon. ”

When the chief secretary looked at the statue of Miochi again in the document, Mitchell asked.

“But why put a CIA agent on a friend who's got a world-class reputation, but he's just a student, and he's not particularly dangerous? We have a lot of work to do. ”

The chief secretary said with his face firmly fixed, returning the iron.

“The president's orders. Keep in mind that the target should be protected, not monitored. Let's put all agents on standby and monitor them 24/7. If Kay's in any kind of danger inside, we need to initiate a rescue immediately. This is an order from the President of the United States, Herald Winston, so please proceed. ”

Mitchell frowns as he leaves the conference room without saying goodbye, as if he had said everything he needed to say.

“Cocky son of a... uh, me. Send all available personnel to Red Castle within two hours. Be very careful not to be exposed. What? How many people? Did you not just hear me? All available personnel! Gather a hundred men, 200 men, and lay low until you have instructions! ”

Mitchell, who threw his phone on the conference room table, sighs.

“Ha, the Red Mafia... You're in trouble. ”

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