Except for the slight sound of breathing, there was no sound in the room. It was eerily quiet.
Although both of them were reading, it was obvious that one of them was not thinking about the book at all. He was leaning on the sofa, holding the book in his hands, and his eyes were squinting and wandering.
Erin Adler.
The kestrel peered at the woman. She was half lying in a corner aside. Because her hands were cuffed together, she put the book flat on her legs. She seemed to be really reading, turning the pages awkwardly from time to time.
No, this is all an illusion. This woman will not be honest so easily.
Having lived so long, Kestrel has often been deceived by others. For example, at first, Shrike told him that it was just a more dangerous job, not much different from the killings in the lower city. The young Kestrel believed it, and then
I got along with those cute monsters in this hellish place called the Purification Agency, and I have been serving here till now.
Of course, it's not just these, even Lorenzo has played tricks on him several times. He has been deceived so many times that it doesn't matter to Kestrel... But this time is different. The time Irene lied to him is different from before.
This time Irene deceived her feelings.
Although it is a bit childish and stupid to say this, it is like this in Kestrel's view. He still remembers how excited he was holding the fish, and also remembers his anger and anger when Irene was brought back by Lorenzo.
Embarrassing. Fortunately, Lorenzo didn't continue to tease him and make fun of him this time, otherwise Kestrel would be really ashamed.
Eileen didn't know what Kestrel was thinking. She looked at the story in the book as if nothing had happened.
"Have you finished this book?"
Eileen asked abruptly.
Kestrel immediately shook his body, put down the book, and looked at Eileen in confusion.
"Didn't you finish reading? I thought you finished reading," Erin looked at the kestrel opposite her, looking around with her eyes, "haven't you been like this just now? I thought you were looking for mosquitoes."
It's over, it's all over.
Kestrel thought he was well disguised, but he had not escaped Eileen's vigilance from the beginning. This woman had long noticed his gaze.
"finish watching."
Kestrel replied dryly, he couldn't lose yet...at least not so simply.
"Okay, what do you think of this story?"
Erin pointed at the books. She and Kestrel were reading the same book, titled.
Kestrel likes this book very much. The book tells the story of a protagonist who is probably a dark hero. He will put on a mask and go out at night to punish evil and promote good in the city.
"I remember we discussed this."
Kestrel still remembers that almost perfect afternoon, when he completely forgot about fishing, and had a good chat with Eileen beside him about this story... no, she should have been called Gloria at that time.
To be honest, Kestrel can't remember exactly what they talked about. He was completely immersed in the beauty at that time and didn't pay attention to what was said at all.
Unfortunately, this beauty did not last long, it was all a scam.
"Yes, we talked about this at that time. It seems that you did all your homework overnight to get close to me."
The more Kestrel thought about it, the more angry he became. Maybe when Irene was preparing these at night, she would laugh at herself while reading them. She is such an old person, but she is still reading these boring things.
"Approaching you? What are you thinking?"
Eileen asked in confusion, looking like a kestrel who was being sentimental.
"Oh, this story is quite good, I like it very much, but it's a pity that the ending is not very good," Erin continued, "Have you seen the ending?"
Kestrel was stunned. Seeing Irene's attitude that had nothing to do with him, he felt that it was difficult to vent his anger, just like no matter how hard you scold the other person, the other person still doesn't understand why you are so angry.
Come to think of it, Irene is a member of the Iron Law Bureau and a very good spy, so good that even the guy named Ivar would fall into her trap.
She wore masks one after another on her face, and Kestrel thought he could see through her, but maybe it was just one of the masks.
The things she hates so much are probably just daily tasks for her.
Suddenly, Kestrel wasn't so angry anymore. He realized the difference between himself and Irene, and didn't want to say anything more.
"I saw it," he replied somewhat perfunctorily, "It's not bad, that's how it ends."
"I don't like this ending. I hate the ending where good people don't get rewarded."
Erin whispered.
"In the end the falcon died.
He killed the heinous criminal in the final battle, and he also fell down covered in blood. The rain fell heavily and washed away everything. The next morning, there was an extra body in the city.
The tragic death of the body, many years later, everyone has forgotten that there was such a hero."
Erin closed the book. She had already read the ending, and now she was just reading it for the second time to kill time.
"I like this story, I like this Falcon, but he should have a better ending, instead of ending here."
Her eyes were a little disappointed. It seemed that Eileen had really read the story carefully, rather than doing homework to get close to the kestrel.
"He saved so many people, but in the end he fell like this on a rainy night. No one even remembers him many years later."
"It's not the end, right? It should be an open ending, right?"
Although he hated Eileen, Kestrel couldn't help but become serious when talking about the story, he said.
"You see, the author didn't mention whether he died or not in the end, right? He just said that there was an extra corpse that died tragically. It might belong to a criminal. Maybe he finished his job and retired to retire? Maybe he did.
In a few years, that author will publish a new book, and for some reason Saker will return to his old business and leave the world again?"
Looking at Kestrel's serious face, Irene was startled, and then couldn't help but laugh.
"You are so optimistic."
"This is not a question of optimism. You didn't clearly say he was dead, right?" Kestrel got into trouble in some strange places.
Irene thought for a while, and she remembered what Lorenzo had said to her before.
Many people are too smart, smart enough to know the pain in this world, and are willing to be deceived. But Kestrel is different. He was deceived entirely because he was too stupid.
He's so stupid.
"Reading comprehension! Reading comprehension! It's all so suggestive!"
"So? Don't talk nonsense. If you don't directly name someone who died, then they are not dead!"
No one would have thought that Kestrel would have a quarrel with Irene because of such a thing, he was just like a child.
"Why do you think so?"
Erin began to feel a little helpless.
Kestrel thought for a moment and then said.
"Do you know what happened to Lorenzo Holmes?"
"What's up with him?"
When Lorenzo was mentioned, Irene's expression changed slightly. She was very good at conquering other men. They were as transparent as water in Irene's eyes, and she could control them at will.
But Lorenzo was different. Facing those gray-blue eyes, Irene felt that she couldn't see through anything. Even if she noticed something, she would feel that Lorenzo had exposed it to her intentionally, and that he had set it up.
trap.
They didn't get along for long, but judging from everything Lorenzo showed, sometimes Irene even felt that Lorenzo wasn't a human being, he was just some monster with human form.
Under that skin, there is something equally dark and sticky, unknown.
"I didn't believe in resurrection from the dead before, but after meeting Lorenzo, everything changed."
Kestrel thought for a while, although sometimes he hated this guy who was a bit of a jerk, but he had to admit how powerful he was.
"He is a guy who can break the rules. It can be exaggerated to say that he is simply the embodiment of miracles."
"The embodiment of miracles?"
"Yes, I have seen hundreds of demons. They swarmed towards Lorenzo like a tide, but he chopped them out with just one person. I have also seen him do it more than once.
He fell into death, and even his body was damaged and mutilated by the explosion, but in the end he survived."
Kestrel couldn't help but whisper.
"Like a monster."
The atmosphere was depressing for some reason, but it only lasted for less than a few seconds, and the kestrel's voice became cheerful again.
"So Lorenzo is really reliable. Although this job sounds more dangerous, with Lorenzo here, I have nothing to fear!"
Kestrel said unabashedly that to a large extent, Lorenzo was the main reason why he did not jump out of the car and run away. When the time came, he only had to be a pendant and leave the rest to him.
"Is that so?"
Irene never thought that they all had such a high opinion of Lorenzo, but think about it, at first Irene came to Lorenzo because of the choir's internal documents, and they regarded Lorenzo as a great threat.
imaginary enemy.
Looking at Kestrel again, I can't tell whether this guy is stupid or big-hearted. He has completely forgotten his previous anger. Just like a goldfish, his memory is ridiculously short.
"Are there any other books? Moon." Erin asked, "I've finished reading this one a long time ago."
"?"
Kestrel was probably used to being called "Moon". He picked up the book on the side, which was reserved for Haybold.
"have not seen."
Eileen said that in fact, she came into contact with knight novels during her time infiltrating Yin Erweg, and this was the only one she had read.
"Speaking of it, this is also an open ending. I don't know what will happen next."
Picking up this book, Kestrel thought of the heroine in the story who obviously had some mental problems, and didn't know what happened to their great escape in the end.
After looking at the book cover, there were no pen names left. Each of these authors was more mysterious than the last. Sometimes Kestrel wanted to visit in person, but he couldn't find the source.
"Give."
Kestrel said as he walked over and handed the book to Irene.
Eileen took the book and asked about something else.
"Kestrel, has anyone ever said you are not suitable for this job?"
"Not suitable?" Kestrel became angry when he heard this, "What are you doing? Questioning my professionalism?"
Kestrel must reason with her.
"Let me tell you, I was also a good hand when I was in the lower city. When the machete was used, even the shrike had to run away!"
It seems that Kestrel has never told others the specific process of his recruitment. In short, due to some reasons that Kestrel does not understand, Kestrel and Shrike cut their hands together.
At that time, relying on his youth and bravery, he actually chased the shrike and started to chop him. Although he was finally restrained by the shrike's men, he probably appreciated the Kestrel's desperate spirit and the shrike took him under his wing.
Shrike asked him at that time why he was so desperate as a thug, and Kestrel responded sincerely.
Do what you do and love what you do.
"No, I'm not referring to these, I'm referring to your character. You are too stupid and too easy to be deceived."
Kestrel almost forgot about these things as he picked up which pot he didn't open. Eileen picked it up again.
She put the book down and held up Kestrel's face with both hands. This intimate move made Kestrel stunned. In fact, after all, he still missed that beautiful afternoon. Even though he was aware of Eileen's deceitfulness, he still instinctively wanted to
Step into the trap.
The initial impression Irene gave me was so beautiful, just like light, she was a perfect beam of light, the light of many people.
"Unlike many smart guys, you are a bit stupid and pure."
Erin looked at him like a puppy.
"What did you say……"
Before Kestrel could finish his words, Irene's handcuffs fell off under his watch, and she spread her palms, with a thin iron wire placed in them. For her who came from the Iron Law Bureau, the solution was
Opening handcuffs is a basic skill.
"Fuck you!"
Kestrel immediately cursed, but Eileen, who had been prepared for a long time, was obviously faster than her. She grabbed the slender wire with her backhand and stabbed it directly towards Kestrel's throat.
Many people must have been killed by Eileen like this. They thought they had won, but in fact everything was under the control of this woman. Kestrel turned his head and avoided the blow. Although the wire was thin, Kestrel believed that if
If you were really hit, you would be dead.
The violent movement affected the wound, causing Kestrel to grimace in pain. He was not a demon hunter. His previous injuries had not healed in his mortal body. He could only raise one hand to fight back, but before he could throw a punch, Erin struck out.
The elbow hit the Kestrel hard.
This woman also had injuries on her body. Every attack on her required all her strength, and she was obviously much more ferocious than Kestrel. Her elbow hit the wound on Kestrel's shoulder without mercy.
At this moment, Irene has completely lost her previous soft appearance, but it is also true that only with such crazy ferocity can this woman survive the wanted hunt of the Viking countries, fight her way out of Gaul Nalo, and escape the pursuit of the Iron Law Bureau
.
From the beginning, Irene Adler was not a simple woman, but that afternoon was so beautiful, so beautiful that even if the kestrel knew it, it would be difficult to be alert.
The wound cracked under the heavy blow, and blood dripped directly on the floor. The pain was unbearable, but this did not hinder Kestrel's action. He reached out and grabbed the fruit knife on the table, full of momentum, quite like chasing people in the lower city.
The feeling of cutting.
"Eileen!"
Kestrel growled and raised the fruit knife.
"I'm here, what's wrong?"
Irene was standing not far away. She opened Lorenzo's cello case, raised the Winchester with one hand, and put the gun barrel on the other hand. She aimed sideways, and she also had wounds on her body.
, the recoil needs to be slowed down as much as possible.