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Chapter 463
At this point, Zhen Baoer was fast asleep.

Gu Zhixin tilted his head and stared at the window for a long time, until there was no movement outside the window, then he yawned and lay down again.

Holding Zhen Bao'er in his arms, he closed his eyes again.

From when he got up to when he lay down, the whole process lasted about 10 minutes.

The black shadow outside the window has already jumped down, standing in the grass seed downstairs, the black shadow laughed: "People are stupid, this vigilance is still there..."

People come and go quietly in the dark night, as if they have never been here before.

He left the hospital without anyone noticing, avoiding all surveillance cameras.

Sitting in his own car, he took off his mask to reveal his true face, that face was gentle and clear, and looked comfortable, if Zhen Baoer saw that face, he would be very surprised, because...it was Xiang Qiuchi.

The lights in the car were dim, but his face seemed to exude a faint halo, just looking at it made people let go of all their defenses, and wished they could tell him their hearts out.

The phone rang, but he ignored it.

Xiang Qiuchi slowly took off his gloves, took off his coat, and threw them all on the co-pilot.

The phone kept ringing, and it sounded too loud in the quiet car.

Xiang Qiuchi still didn't pay attention, he was tilting his head, staring at his neck, there was a thin wound on it, some bloodshot slowly oozing out, it was when he jumped down, his neck was scratched by a branch outside the window.

Xiang Qiuchi reached out to wipe off the blood on the wound, and after a while, the blood came out again.

To him, the wound was not painful at all, but it was uncomfortable.

The phone keeps ringing, it seems that as long as he doesn't answer it, the other party won't stop.

Xiang Qiuchi connected the phone and clicked "hands-free".

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became louder: "How did you succeed?"

Xiang Qiuchi casually said, "No."

The person on the other end was very anxious when he heard it: "Why? Isn't there no one in this world that you can't kill?"

"No." Xiang Qiuchi's face was indifferent, and the brows that looked warm and peaceful in front of Zhen Baoer and Gu Zhixin before now exuded a chill in his bones.

He took out a tissue and slowly wiped away the blood that came out of the wound again, and added: "But... I don't want to kill yet."

The voice in the store suddenly became louder: "Why?"

Xiang Qiuchi looked indifferently: "There is no reason, I am happy."

The other party said angrily: "What on earth are you going to do? I gave you so much money, not for you to come and play..."

Xiang Qiuchi looked at the blood-stained paper towel, took out a lighter and lit the paper towel. People like him usually don't leave things with any traces of themselves behind.

The thin paper towels were swallowed by the flames in an instant, the car windows fell, and the napkins with only ashes left were thrown from the car.

Xiang Qiuchi said: "I said earlier that if you come to me, you have to follow my rules. I don't want to do it now. When I want to do it, I will naturally tell you."

"You...you, I really regret looking for you."

Xiang Qiuchi's voice was calm: "It's useless to regret it, since I've accepted this deal, it's my job."

"You... you... well, I won't interfere with your actions, but you have to give me a definite time, I really don't have much time."

Xiang Qiuchi's voice remained flat: "Whether you have time is up to you."

(End of this chapter)