[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

What about the prison.

For the first time, Kuroro knew what it was like to complain from the bottom of his heart, and after thinking about it, he felt that this legendary prison might not be as strong as the prison on Meteor Street—although the warden on Meteor Street Always changed, but he hadn't heard of anyone escaping from prison.

This finally moved Meteor Street back to Yicheng in a way.

And speaking of jailbreak...

Kuroro responded like this at the time: "Then the other people should have escaped a lot, right?"

"No, only this one escaped," Pariston said. "Someone dug a tunnel, and until the tunnel was dug, no one noticed that anyone nearby had engaged in such a large project."

The young man "cut" contemptuously.

"A bunch of trash."

It was rare for Kuroro to stand on the united front with Pariston.

These two people seem to have reached some kind of tacit agreement, and it seems that their previous discrepancy is not so important.They unanimously blocked Shelley from the notification range of this news, and they seemed to be doing their usual work as usual.It's just that the silver-haired girl once found Kuroro looking through the file, and she glanced at it and it seemed that it was the red haired one.

"What's wrong with this man?"

Shelley asked, "Is it true that some dark history has been uncovered, and the sentence can be increased?"

"No, just take a look." Kuroro lowered his head and thought for a while: "I feel that this person's ability to read is quite interesting."

"Indeed. Now that I think about it, I couldn't burn or beat him to death. It should be because of what preparations he made before that."

Shelley was able to talk about the incident calmly now, and leaned against the table and lowered his head for a while, thinking: "Well...it doesn't look abnormal, but I think he has taken some protection. That kind of protection is more secretive. Or it's hard to be noticed in the first place."

The young man's eyes dimmed.

"From the director's analysis, his ability should belong to the transformation system."

"Is it the same as you?"

Kuroro doesn't like this classification very much: "I am very different from him, at least I don't like things that are overly exaggerated in face painting."

yes.

Shelley pointed to his forehead.

"Ah, this." Kuroro touched the bandage on his head: "This is...something stabbed inexplicably."

"Hey..." Shelley raised his eyebrows: "I thought you offended the Council of Elders, they left a mark on you."

"The elders will be simpler and rougher. Of course, the most important thing is that I haven't been caught."

The young man's tone raised a bit, with a little pride: "The only time it was lost to Shelley."

Shelley narrowed his eyes, remembering the eyes of this man when he turned into a black cat.

And sometimes his actions are lazy and dangerous, just like a cat stretching out its paw silently and tentatively, patting her face gently.

It seems to be provocative, but it also seems to be flattering.

The silver-haired girl coughed and changed the subject.

"It's been a long time since I saw someone who beat up the enemy Hakka, speaking of it."

As soon as Kiya started family training, his life and death became unknown, and the rest of Alluka disappeared.Grandpa Maha was still dancing in the square, but he just smiled and didn't answer the topic about his great-grandson.

Shelley's exuberant curiosity at the beginning gradually faded away, and he only mentioned it occasionally.The director has always said not to worry too much about beating the enemy, because the police station itself does not exist to help them.

"What's that for?"

Kurapika asked stupidly, Shelley coughed, and only poked the cute little apprentice on the forehead during training in the afternoon.

"Tell me about it yourself, there is such a director, Pariston, and me, what is the purpose of guarding this place every day?"

Kurapika was still a little puzzled, with an innocent and confused look on his face.

Shelley held his forehead, sighed, and stopped talking.In the end, Kuroro kindly helped to answer the question.

"The superficial reasons for stationing here may be different, but the core is the same, that is to maintain order." Kurolo said: "Of course, the order of tourists and tourist attractions is one of them, and in Kuku There was an accident in Lushan, and it is also a way to ensure that the accident here does not spread to other places."

But what will happen to Kuku Killing Mountain?

Kurapika's expression became serious: "Does it mean that someone will attack and beat the enemy's family?"

Kuroro choked for a moment, thought for a while, and adjusted again: "What you just mentioned is external factors, and there are other factors that have not been considered."

Kurapika blinked his eyes: "No way...Beating the enemy Hakka usually doesn't seem to have the possibility of going berserk..."

But there are no absolutes.

When Kurapika thought so, he knew the reason why the director was stationed on weekdays.But the director usually goes to beat up the enemy Hakkas to drink tea, and always feels a little...

"Is this a form of bribery in disguise?"

"Not really." Shelley thought about this question for a while: "I think it may be that the ages of these two old men are almost the same, and it is likely that they have experienced many storms and waves together when they were young, so let's chat for a while when they are old. And the director is likely to use this opportunity to inquire about the current state of the Hakka who beat the enemy."

The snake girl shrugged: "It's all possible."

Kurapika still didn't quite understand these things, but he still listened to them, and by the way thanked Mr. Kuroro for his patience in explaining.The black-haired man was obviously taken aback for a moment, and finally smiled like a spring breeze.

"Fake death."

Shelley complained: "Also, don't tell him too much, I'm afraid you will spoil him."

Kuroro himself seemed a little aggrieved, and at the same time spent more time studying the dossier - Shelley was a little worried about this, and couldn't help but asked the director about the situation.

The old man scratched his scalp: "Just let him go and have a look, so that he has a bottom line in his heart."

"What's the point?" Shelley rolled his eyes: "He can't change anything."

"Young man."

The director let out a long breath: "Sometimes, it is because you know that nothing can be changed, so you have to go through the process of closing things as much as possible. The more you know, sometimes it will be very painful, but after this pain comes , It is also a way to dispel your guilt."

Shelley held her chin in silence, and finally left silently.

"That's right." The director stopped her: "Bring me a pot of hot water by the way, there is no water to make tea."

"..."

In this atmosphere, the New Year comes quietly.Shelley wrapped her down jacket and piled it up in front of the fire all day to warm herself up. Pariston even suspected that she would not move if the sky fell.Unexpectedly, the man admitted it with a lick of his face.

"That's how I look in winter."

She raised her chin: "Is there a problem?"

Pariston pursed the corners of his mouth, thinking not to care about her, silently took the broom to sweep the snow.Kurapika came back sweating profusely, and was called by Shelley to warm himself by the fire.

"Be careful to keep warm, otherwise you will catch a cold."

Shelley gave up his hot water to Kurapika: "Are you tired from training today?"

"I think it's okay, I'm not as exhausted as before." The little golden retriever boy said, "Master, do you want to increase the amount of training for me?"

"No, I just want to say that if you still have the strength, go to sweep the snow together..."

"..."

Aggrieved, the little golden retriever joined the big golden retriever with a broom, and the two golden retrievers swept snow at the gate together.That day was the last day that the scenic spot was open to tourists, and everyone in the institute basically disappeared, and the aunts in the cafeteria all returned home from the holiday, and the last New Year's dinner was prepared by Pariston and Kurapika.

Kuroro was rejected by the big golden retriever boy on the grounds that "you don't look like someone who can cook".

"I really don't know how to do it." Kurolo said, "But in fact, if there are recipes, it shouldn't be difficult to make dishes that fill people's stomachs."

"Well, it sounds reliable." The director glanced at Shelley: "Compared to someone, I don't know how high it is."

The snake girl who was still confined outside the kitchen vented her anger on Kuroro angrily, and finally the three played cards.

Shelley's luck has always been good, and the eyelids of the winning director kept twitching, and he kept looking at Kuroro.

The young man smiled as if he couldn't see it, and fed the silver-haired girl non-stop.

"Don't play anymore." The director patted his chest: "I'm old and I can't afford to lose. Play your own game."

Shelley pouted, and Kuroro took out the chess.

"Does Shelley want to play?"

"I don't like two people playing and I always win alone. It's boring." Shelley picked up a chess piece: "And there is no prize, it's boring."

Kuroro placed the chess pieces, and his eyes moved when he heard the words: "Then what does Shelley want to bet?"

"I have a card." Shelley's eyelashes moved, and her red pupils shone warmly under the warm light: "I made it while playing games. It's a wonderful ghost card."

"Oh?"

"This card can bring back even the half-breathed person."

The young man's joking eyes immediately calmed down: "Are Shelley sure you want to bet on this?"

The snake girl took out the card and shook it, then stuffed it back into her breast pocket: "Just bet on this."

"But I have nothing to show." The black eyes blinked: "What does Shelley want?"

"I want you to know all the abilities in your book."

The smile on Kuroro's face was withdrawn almost at the same time, as if all the camouflage had been stripped off in an instant.There was a bit of coolness on the expressionless face, but fortunately, there was nothing that was not in line with the festive atmosphere of the New Year.He looked at Shelley for a moment, and finally smiled.

"Shelley really knows how to pick things."

The silver-haired and red-eyed girl hooked her lips, as if she was sure that he would gamble.

"But it's a bit too much to use a card that has no effect on Shelley to exchange someone else's survival skills." The clear and sly eyes were half covered again: "Should I add something?"

The director, who was wearing glasses and watching TV, raised his ears and stared at the gossip in the room unwaveringly.

Shelley tilted her head, motioning for him to continue.

Kuroro talked about it, and leaned into Shelley's ear.

"When Shelley is better, conceive my child again."

The author has something to say: Knife in hand, kill group dogs. ——by Paris Stone

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