"Then...Did you kill Wu Qin?" Yan Xiaoyu asked in a low voice. Although he could see clearly just now that Wu Qin was no longer breathing after a convulsion, he was still a little confused.
It's unbelievable that a life could disappear just like that with a slight raise of hand.
"Yes." Caesar nodded calmly, but his eyes were still staring at Yan Xiaoyu.
"But..." Yan Xiaoyu suddenly felt a burst of anger for some reason. Although he was trembling with fear, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Caesar and asked, "Why do you want to use this most extreme method?"
Means? Can't we just wait until she leaves and take that thing off?"
Caesar smiled sarcastically, and looked matter-of-fact, but his blue eyes seemed to be a little floating: "I don't like leaving behind any trouble, and it would be easier to kill her directly, wouldn't it?"
"Then she is also a life! And you are not afraid of legal responsibility for doing this?" Yan Xiaoyu was already a little angry. He really couldn't understand the other party's attitude of killing people as leisurely as strolling in the garden.
"Legal responsibility?" Caesar suddenly raised the corners of his mouth in a funny way as if he had heard a century-old joke, and narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the facial features on his face were particularly soft, there was always a murderous aura coming towards him: "The autopsy results will only show
She had a heart attack and she would never be found on my head. And I have never been legally responsible for killing people. If I had to go to the police station and squat for a few years like you every time, I would probably have ten thousand years of life.
Lifespan is not enough."
With a self-deprecating smile, Yan Xiaoyu finally saw clearly the emotion in those blue eyes. It was not the panic after killing someone, nor the madness after feeling the blood. There was just a touch of loneliness and sadness.
, in fact, no one is used to killing people, right? Even you are the same...
Although he thought so in his heart, for some reason, it became extremely difficult to open his mouth. Yan Xiaoyu looked directly at him but said nothing.
"That's right!" Caesar, who suddenly remembered something, lowered his head and looked at Yan Xiaoyu and said lightly: "I also killed Ren Tianhuang! You shouldn't know this?"
These words exploded in Yan Xiaoyu's mind like a bomb, and his body became cold in an instant. However, his words echoed in his mind countless times, and he didn't know when he was digested by Yan Xiaoyu.
Was Ren Tianhuang killed by him? By a seventeen-year-old boy who looked like a big boy. He really wouldn't have thought that such a gangster godfather who had been at the top all his life would be cruel and cruel all his life.
A lifelong man died at the hands of Caesar!
"...Who are you?" There was an uncontrollable tremor in her slender body, and Yan Xiaoyu's eyes drooped slightly, but she still couldn't help but ask such a sentence.
Who is it? Why are you so used to killing people? Why don't you have the same panic as others?
The lips as thin as cicada wings opened slightly, and then four cold words came out: "Caesar."
This name has been introduced into everyone's ears like a bacteria in the past two years, so arrogant, so arrogant, so dismissive...
I don’t know how many private detectives want to find out information about Caesar, the number one killer, and how many Interpol police are chasing him across borders...
Naturally, Yan Xiaoyu had known this thunderous name for a long time, and she had even talked to Wu Kengfeng before that if he had this guy's ability, he would kill everyone who disliked him.
I just didn't expect that such a dangerous person would stay by my side for so long...
In fact, he had always thought that Caesar would be an old man with gray hair on his temples. He only became so awesome after being struck by lightning occasionally. However, it turned out that he had thought too much. ==Looking at the ever-changing dramatic expressions on the face of the young man in front of him
, Caesar suddenly felt a little funny.
Shouldn't a normal person turn around and run away immediately? What's the point of standing here in a daze?
"Um..." He moved his dry lips and asked weakly: "Although you lied to me, I still thank you anyway. After all, people like me probably won't be able to do anything for the rest of their lives."
You will find the pinhole camera that Wu Qin secretly placed on Jin Shaoyang."
"You're welcome, this is also within my mission." Caesar replied lightly and turned to leave. He had already thought about it. Once his identity was revealed, there might be no one he could be as close to as before in his life.
Opportunity, but it doesn't matter. As long as he completes the final task, he must leave the organization no matter what, whether he works alone or stops, in short, he wants to come to the side of the person in front of him...
"Your mission?" Yan Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and instantly went into a defensive state. Could his mission be related to Jin Shaoyang? No? If he wanted to kill Jin Shaoyang, even a hundred of himself wouldn't be able to stop him!
Yan Xiaoyu instantly felt that God was going to kill him. The vicissitudes of the world == "Yes, I have the responsibility to protect Jin Shaoyang from any harm in the near future. You don't need to thank me. We are each our own master." After saying this,
Caesar completely left the place, turned around and disappeared in front of Yan Xiaoyu...
Wu Qin died. Just as Caesar said, the report from the hospital was that he died of a sudden heart attack.
But it cannot be denied that her death was a bit bizarre, and her expression before her death was so ferocious that several female teachers were so frightened that they almost collapsed.
Yan Xiaoyu was sitting on a chair, with his hands in his hair frantically. Why did Caesar want to protect Jin Shaoyang? Everyone is their own master. Who wants to take advantage of Jin Shaoyang?
At least it is impossible for Jin Yiren to hire someone like Caesar at his level, and it would be impossible for him to be in politics. So, what is going on?
In fact, Yan Xiaoyu always felt that even if his skills were not good, he could protect himself and the people around him very well. However, at this moment, he suddenly realized how powerless, even incompetent, he was...
Seeing Caesar's unpredictable skills, I could only stare blankly. After all, I was still holding silk, nothing had changed...
At this moment, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.
Yan Xiaoyu was startled because of her lack of concentration just now, but when she turned around, she saw Li Kai's face. Oh my God, even if you hate me, you can't kill me right here?
"What's the matter, director?" Yan Xiaoyu subconsciously kept a distance from her seat and asked awkwardly.
"The principal wants to see you for something." Because of Wu Qin's sudden death, some school administrators have been under a lot of pressure recently, so Li Kai looked a little tired and vicissitudes of life at this time.
Nodding, Yan Xiaoyu went out and walked to the principal's office.
Yan Xiaoyu stood outside the door and knocked on the door with some anxiety, but his heart was empty and he didn't know what he was thinking. It had to be said that the words "Caesar" had a great impact on him.
Although he had never killed anyone and often saw dead people, this was the first time that he felt that death was so close to him. If possible, he really hoped to leave here and return to his previous life.
I still like those days in the gang. Although it was also very dangerous, it was not as if the whole person was exposed to the cold like now.
Although Caesar always looked at him very gently when facing him, for some reason, he always felt that those blue eyes were full of frost and shone with an inorganic light, making people want to run away.
...
Yes, the person who really makes people feel cold is Caesar. Although Jin Shaoyang looks cold, once you get in touch with him, you will find that he is just an ordinary seventeen-year-old boy who can cry, laugh, be sad, and be happy.
Unlike Caesar, although he was smiling gently and elegantly, his whole person was as indifferent as a killing machine. Yan Xiaoyu didn't know what he had suffered that led to him being like this today, but he had no way to care about it.
After all, that kind of person probably doesn’t need anyone’s company...
When he opened the door, Lin Yuze was sitting behind a large desk smoking. When he saw Yan Xiaoyu walking in, he slowly blew out an oval smoke ring. The lingering smoke made his vision somewhat blurry.
The sunlight shining through the window reflected the dust shadows in the smoke, giving them a somewhat shiny appearance.
Yan Xiaoyu was sitting opposite him, but she raised her head and stared at the man in front of her. Although she was over fifty years old, her eyes still shone with a sharp and clear light, but her face was extremely ugly, and there was no stubble on her chin.
There was no time to shave, and the whole person looked decadent and about to die. It was already very different from the last time we met.
"Hello, principal." He nodded slightly, Yan Xiaoyu's attitude was lukewarm.
"Teacher Yan..." He sighed deeply and lowered his eyes slightly. Lin Yuze seemed extremely decadent. From Yan Xiaoyu's angle, you could see the bloodshot eyes covered with bloodshot eyes: "You also know that in the second year of high school,
The death of Teacher Wu Qin from Class 7!"
Although it was difficult to speak, Lin Yuze finally said it.
Yan Xiaoyu nodded and signaled him to continue, but she still didn't understand what he meant by coming to her. Could it be that because of his impressive aura and extraordinary temperament, he wanted to let him solve the case?
"...A class cannot be without a class teacher, but as you also know, Wu Qin's death was extremely weird, so some female teachers at the bonfire party were frightened, so no one wanted to serve at all.
You are the head teacher of Class 7, Grade 2, and the other male teachers in the school are either too busy with their work or have little prestige. However, Teacher Li happens to be the physical education teacher of Class 7, Grade 2, so I don’t know if you are willing to be a teacher in Class 7, Grade 2.
Of course, the salary of the class teacher is much higher than that of the subject teacher." Once some words were said, they kept coming.