I just want to be a regular writer

Subtle influence is really terrible.

"Don't think about what to do alone." Yoshikage Kira finished speaking and stood up, and pointed to Azusa Sasaki's eyes: "You almost put that little thought on your face."

On April 1st, Lilith in the ward was yelling again, yelling that she wanted to eat fish porridge, and asked Azusa Sasaki to send a few big men in and drag Asakura down.

Yoshikage Kira opened the door of the ward and went in, and saw Teru Asakura sitting on the side of the bed with a serious face. After looking at each other for two seconds, Teru Asakura announced: "I will stay to protect sister Lilith! "

Jiliang Jiying laughed and raised her eyebrows: "You?"

"Yes, Brother Kira! I'm super good at fighting!" Teru Asakura gestured his thin arms, waved his fist and said, "If Risa Fukada comes again, I will let the'evil eye' twist her head off. Make it into a basketball!"

After announcing his big plan, Teru Asakura approached Kira Yoshikage again, and finally laughed: "I will let the'evil eye' go to the hotel. Just find me..."

"Find and tell me." Jiliang Jiying interrupted him.

Terrible Asakura stunned for a moment, and said happily, and asked Kira Yoshikage if he wanted to go home to cook fish porridge. The shining suggestion could be used in the kitchen in the private house—he almost drooled. Say "I want to eat too".

Regarding this, Jiliang Jiying can only say with regret: "People who almost died are temporarily not eligible to eat seafood."

On April 1, Lilith said "Huh?", showing a lack of common sense, shock and disappointment.

In less than half an hour, on April 1st, Lilith fell into a drowsy sleep with nonsense such as "my fish porridge", "I will die if I don't eat the cake at the door immediately".

After Yoshikage Kira and Azusa Sasaki went to ask the "doctor" about something they needed, they were about to leave the hospital.

Azusa Sasaki sent some people to guard, armed with real swords and guns, and it really made this place seem safer.

So now...

Go to Risa Fukada.

According to Lilith on April 1st, the bus stop where Risa Fukada went was heading towards more remote suburbs, and the general direction was there.

Kira Yoshikage sat in the back seat of the car and looked out the window with his chin raised.

The street lights here are very far apart, and the old houses account for the vast majority. At night, it means a horror film set.

It's useless to find Risa Fukada and kill her. Kira Yoshikage has to be more greedy-he needs to know how to restore everything. If Risa Fukada has a way, that's good.If not, Jiliang Jiying hopes that she must come up with a good way.

Even if it is hard to think.

This time, he won't and can't let her escape so quietly.

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Milk tea, delicious, hiccups.

Chapter 072 People in Prison

Naples, Italy/The next day

When Fernando slept in the dark, some people were doing coolies humming, changing the style of the past and carefully investigating the news that they didn’t know was useful.

"The person is not awake yet?"

Andy, the old housekeeper, stood in front of the window, facing the always amiable face of Azusa Sasaki, but at this moment it had nothing to do with the word "kindness".

As expected, it was Fernando. It only took nearly 20 hours for the young people in the tortured family to complain and even wanted to take a vacation.

"Also...not to be asleep."

Wenger, who came back with Fernando, smirked and stepped back silently.

——He was worried that Old Man Andy knocked him out with a cane,

"Oh?"

"...Just... I will respond to business." Wenger said this with a bit of difficulty. After taking a sip of water, he said bitterly: "Mr. Fernando means... that he is over 40. I haven't slept for an hour. Since he has entered the ranks of middle-aged people over the years, he wants to sleep a little longer. If it is not necessary, he will not leave the bed for the time being..."

The beard on Andy's lips trembled, and he tapped on the crutches with staring eyes: "I think he's here to cheat and drink!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fernando walked in.

Before he had time to change out the dark green and coquettish silk nightgown, he grabbed his hair and yawned tiredly: "Am I awake? Let me tell you, Mr. Andy, I am dreaming. I dreamed of you coming when I was there, so I got up quickly. Did you have breakfast? How about the hotel’s room service? Or should I go down and buy you a cup of coffee? By the way, the butter bread in the cafe next to it is very delicious ."

With that, Fernando sat down on the sofa.

After making a "please sit" gesture to Andy, Fernando took out a pack of cigarettes from the slit in the sofa, raised his eyebrows to see Andy: "Do you mind?"

Before Andy responded, he lit the cigarette.

"Mobile gangs are hard to find, they run everywhere." Fernando shrugged, "In every corner of Italy, they will go abroad when a whim occurs. To be honest, I suspect that the Sasaki clan hindered them. The footsteps, otherwise... Naples should be the final decision."

"Boy, add honorifics to me when speaking, and use the tone of reporting by the way." Andy took the cigar that Wenger handed over, thought about his age, and gave up.

He has lived for so many years, it is really impossible to like a person like Fernando.

——Smart people always know how to converge, but Fernando doesn't, as if the words "You come hit me!" written all over his face.

"Hey, I'm not yours, don't care about the details." Fernando replied with a smile, and saw Andy let out a "hum", deeply feeling that the old gentleman's life span is still very long.

He went on and said, "But being organized is a good thing. There should always be something to do, right? I found a strange person."

At this point, Fernando stopped.

Andy waited for a while. Before coming, he picked up his crutches and tapped Fernando's legs that were higher than his head: "I think you are tired of your life to sell it to me!"

"I said, I said, you made a weird move."

Fernando lowered his leg with a grin, and touched his calf, which he had been struck by.

"Don't you have an old prison? Twenty years...or was it built a long time ago?"

"Key points."

"That's why you are impatient...do it, let's talk about the point. There is a person who has lived there for many years. Someone regularly sends supplies, daily necessities, electrical appliances and the like."

Fernando curled his lips at this point: "It made me want to go to jail."

Andy automatically ignored the second half of Fernando's sentence and frowned: "Why haven't I heard..."

"You don't care about those things, the people are quite honest inside, don't cause troubles and don't fight." Fernando took the lit cigarette, squinted at the flame of the cigarette butt and the slowly rising smoke: "People who don't go to see him Quite a lot, probably... there will be one or two every month. Do you say that under normal circumstances, there are so many places for prison visits?"

"...Okay, you don't answer, I'll say it myself." Fernando found that this old man was getting more and more boring. He would have pointed a gun at him a few years ago, but he has become It's so peaceful.

"The people who visit the prison are all punks. They have some bad habits, just..."

Fernando silenced and spoke a word.