My lover is this organization

Duke Girard was also sitting on the sofa in good health.

It seemed like something happened, but also like nothing happened.

Qin Wuque lowered his head and looked at the man who had killed his own sister and nephew for power and authority. The golden light in his eyes flowed slowly like magma.

He concentrated his tongue, as if chanting a Buddhist mantra: "Omai wah, mo, xindie all the way."

"..."

Duke Girard opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something again, but the sound coming out of his vocal cords was like a broken bellows, and could only make a creepy hoarse sound.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his neck, but the moment his fingertips touched his skin, he felt his head move back a few millimeters in an extremely smooth manner.

Then, blood rushed to the sky.

Witnessing the hot red silk rushing up to the ceiling with a human head on it, Qin Wuque silently took two steps back to avoid being splashed with blood.

He pointed at the headless corpse still bleeding on the sofa and said to Jigen Daisuke who was standing at the door with his jaw almost dropped.

"See? This is what we call not studying is harmful to your health."

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Oh shit shit shit shit shit shit shit, sister Nanxi said she plans to put a small bookshelf on it for me next Monday!

From now on, I will be Sister Nanxi’s sole promoter!

Damn, it's rare to have a Calvin

Yesterday, my uncle's family invited all the aunts and uncles to have dinner to celebrate buying a new house. We got back very late, so I woke up at noon today.

I sat in front of the computer for three hours without changing a word.

I shouldn't have to take leave, but the update will be a little late. I have to go to Kanghuierfan to get back in the mood.

(?；ω；`)I climbed.

Chapter 114: The Princess' Attack

Facts have proven that not liking to study is indeed harmful to your health.

After all, book pages will become soft if they are turned over a few times. And if you take out a book to read frequently, you will find that the edges of the pages are not sharp at all when you touch them with your fingers, and they even feel soft and furry.

But think about it from another perspective. If Duke Girard truly loves learning, and the pages of the book soften and cannot cut the skin, then Qin Wuque would probably have to wield the heavy Xinhua Dictionary to smash his head.

Knowledge is throwing tiles (physics).

In the Duke's room, a strong smell of blood filled the air.

On the huge bookshelf behind the sofa, there was a huge, eye-catching bloodstain, like the shape of a fountain column frozen in mid-air by Zavarudo, rushing straight up to the ceiling from the back of the sofa below, leaving a blood lotus dripping with blood on the snow-white ceiling.

On the floor, the warm liquid that had not yet completely cooled had stopped spreading around and instead began to be absorbed little by little into the carpet underfoot.

"Okay, it's done, let's go."

Taking a last look at Duke Kirard, who had become a headless knight and slumped on the sofa soaked in boiling blood, Qin Wuque threw down the piece of paper in his hand, turned around and walked towards the door.

Daisuke Jigen, who was still immersed in someone's move of picking flowers and flying leaves that could hurt people, suddenly reacted, his whole body trembled, and his eyes, which were lowered under the brim of his hat, swept across the room, and his mouth opened slightly.

"That's it?"

"……what?"

Qin Wuque glanced at him strangely.

"Oh no, wait..."

Perhaps he felt that what he said just now was too sarcastic, so Jigen Daisuke quickly stretched out his hand to suppress it, raised his beard at the tragic scene in the room and added: "I mean, don't we need to disguise it a little bit?"

"Need not."

Qin Wuque waved his arms to drive the quick-shooter from Chicago out of the room, and then he walked out as well, not forgetting to close the door when he went out to prevent being seen by the maid who accidentally passed by in the corridor.

He thought to himself, after all the trouble it has become, is there really any need to pretend?

Of course, he said something else.

"Someone once said that an assassin's ability has its limits. The more he tries to disguise it as an accident, the easier it is to reveal his true identity."

"So what exactly do you want to say..." Jigen Daisuke was helpless.

"A gentleman is open and honest, while a villain is always worried." Qin Wuque recited slowly, "Like me, I am very open and honest."

He pointed his thumb at himself and puffed out his chest proudly.

"Gentleman!"

Then he made an international friendly gesture to Jigen Daisuke.

"Little man!"

Jigen Daisuke: “…”

To be honest, if he couldn't beat the dog, he really wanted to pull out his gun and shoot the dog to death, no matter if the dog was in some important palace or not.

It's a pity that there is never if in this world.

……

……

At the same time, the reception room became a little more lively than before.

There is only one reason.

That is - Her Royal Highness the Princess who ran away from home is finally back!

"Mira-sama!"

"you are back!"

At the long table in the reception room, surrounded by the jubilant maids, the two unicorn girls from opposite sides of the planet once again completed their historic meeting.

Mira took the glass filled with iced juice handed to her by the maid as usual. After returning from a satisfying one-day trip to Japan, she put the straw in the cup into her mouth very ladylikely. After taking a small sip of the juice, she gave a slightly naughty smile to Xiaolan who was sitting opposite her.

"How does it feel to be a princess? Isn't it nice?"

"well enough."

Xiaolan smiled shyly. The girl scratched her face and said, "Maybe it's because of the environment I grew up in. Anyway, I'm not used to being served like this all the time."

"Hmph..." Mira restrained her smile a little, held up her cheeks and cutely narrowed her eyes, "I thought you would say it was awesome. After all, it's said on the Internet that every girl has a dream of becoming a princess, right?"

"So that's just a dream. Dreams can only come true in dreams..."

The two girls here were chatting and laughing happily, but Conan, who was sitting on the sofa not far away, felt a little uneasy.

Jisi had gone out long ago after receiving the news that Her Royal Highness the Princess had returned to the palace. It seemed that he was going to entertain someone. Qin Wuque and Jigen Daisuke had not returned since they went out on the pretext of going to the bathroom. Almost ten minutes had passed since then.

Not to mention going to the toilet, even buying an extra cigarette is enough.

What on earth were these two people doing?

Conan was unusually annoyed. He didn't dare to determine what Qin Wuque had done specifically, but there was no doubt that this guy must have his own purpose for coming here.

Damn it, I really want to know!

His detective instinct was like a cat's paw, constantly scratching his little heart.

"Now that you're here, that means that ungentlemanly guy is here too, right?"

During the aimless chat, Mira's seemingly unintentional words suddenly made Xiaolan stunned.

“Miss Mira, are you talking about…Mr. Qin?”

It took the unicorn girl from Tokyo a full three seconds to remember who this so-called ungentlemanly guy was.

"Who else could it be?" Although she said it in an indifferent tone, Her Royal Highness the Princess' eyes were inexplicably evasive.

"Mr. Qin...he went to the bathroom. Miss Mira, do you have anything to talk to him about?" Xiaolan was very EQ-intelligent and did not mention the fact that Qin Wuque went to the bathroom arm in arm with another man.

"Nothing, just asking." Mira raised her delicate chin proudly.

“Yeah…”

As if she suddenly realized something, Xiaolan blinked her eyes in a daze.

At this moment, a voice came faintly from the door of the reception room.

"Why did you summon me~~~"

"..."

Hearing this voice, Conan, who was a little annoyed the last second, suddenly brightened up his eyes.

But the reaction was even greater from a certain princess.

She suddenly stood up from the chair, walked around the table and came to a dog head that had just entered the room. She looked at Qin Wuque who was wearing a funny mask, then tilted her head to look at Dimension Daisuke behind Qin Wuque, and immediately revealed an expression of disgust.

"Two grown men using the bathroom together?"

"Any questions?"

"How disgusting!"

"Emmmmmm..."

Qin Wuque's eyes rolled, and he touched the chin of the funny cat head mask in a very vivid way. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and put his arm around the princess' shoulders, as if to walk out.

"Got it! Come on, let's go to the bathroom! This way we won't feel sick anymore!"

"That's already perverted, okay!"

What was unexpected was that Her Royal Highness the Princess actually grabbed the collar of the red dragon robe and pulled Qin Wuque towards the door.

The two of them left the reception room, playing and joking all the way, leaving Conan, who had just jumped down from the sofa when he felt an inexplicable weight on his head, standing there, making the Erkang hand gesture with a confused look on his face.

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Kevin is such a painful thing, damn.

There is one more update, keep typing.

Chapter 115 Do you like me?

Half a minute later, the two people who came out of the reception room appeared on the second floor of the palace.

To be precise, Qin Wuque was the one who was dragged up.

At first, he put his arm around the princess and threatened to go to the bathroom together just to scare her a little, but he didn't expect that the princess would be unexpectedly brave. Not only was she not afraid at all, she even started to pull him.

As a result, he became the one being dragged away...

Unlike the reception room on the first floor, the doors of the rooms on the second floor of the palace are mostly closed during the day.

If the first floor of the palace is used for living, dining and socializing, then the second floor is similar to the accommodation department of a hotel.

They are all bedrooms.

However, apart from the former Queen of Vesbania, Queen Sakura, the Crown Prince Prince Gil, and Princess Mira, the only people living here are the exclusive maids who are allowed to serve closely.

"Moximoxi~Excuse me, princess, what exactly do you want to do~" Qin Wuque was pulled by the collar and walked behind, his face full of helplessness, "Even if I have inexplicably traveled to the set of some Resident Evil 8, please don't use me to make wine with human flesh. Why do you have to catch me when you can't catch anyone else? My blood is not tasty."

However, no one responded to him.

Miss Wang continued to walk forward without saying a word.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Qin Wuque could only make a foul sound: "Humph, humph, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The beast-like roar echoed in the corridors on the second floor of the palace. If someone understood the meme, he would have probably complained by now, "Brother, why does your blood stink so much?"

But unfortunately, Her Royal Highness, who is of noble birth, does not understand such down-to-earth jokes.

So the girl just turned her head and glanced at him lightly, then spoke softly.

"Shut up, pervert."