Wine and Gun

Therefore, the pianist must choose the environment carefully when committing a crime, at least to ensure that even if there is some big movement, he will not be discovered. He is still in the stalking stage, and when he has determined the daily trajectory of his target, he will finally decide how to start.

The Sunday gardener is different. The Sunday gardener kills like going out shopping. The reason why he wants to kill those people is because he needs their bodies, so the whole process is fast and neat, cutting the throat with a knife. So sometimes he would even stop the victims in a deserted alley, attack them, and kill them immediately; sometimes other pedestrians would pass by dozens of meters away, and he would hide with the bloody corpse under his feet. In the shadows, it has never been discovered.

So the current situation is like this, since Albarino insisted that Herstal should do it, and what Sharp did obviously touched some hidden pain in Herstal's heart, so the other party did not reject this proposal. But this means that they need to make a lot of preparations for this.

"What's the point of that?" Now, Albarino asked rhetorically, "You are much more interesting than that reporter."

Herstal sighed heavily.

"What? Starting to regret why you agreed to do this with me?" Albarino asked.

"I don't regret it, because it doesn't make any sense. I expected something like this to happen sooner or later," Herstal recounted calmly.

Albarino looked at him, trying his best to look like he was asking a question. But Herstal looked at the man's face, which was illuminated by the lights outside the car window, and felt only smug. Herstal still wanted to sigh, and he gradually realized that the feeling in his heart when he wanted to sigh seemed to be closer to the tired owner who found the sofa at home was torn by a dog after returning home, not because of the inability to sigh. The irritability that ripped open the other's throat.

"Look," he replied, as if the answer said it all, "—I still haven't killed you."

So that's going to happen sooner or later: whether it's the mad love he'd long foreseen, or the shared hunt, or even -- the tragic end of destruction that burns everything in the end, it all happens sooner or later. Hestal didn't know whether he would really kill the opponent by now, or he had missed all the opportunities, and it was too late.

(He sometimes says to himself, just wait another day, wait another day and he will make a decision. But he doesn't)

——And Herstal caught a dark smile at the corner of Albarino's mouth, so this answer might really explain everything.

It was at this moment that they saw Anthony Sharp - a life teacher who had been fired from the school, a tall, thin man with ginger hair - wrapped his coat tightly, and walked out of his small apartment. .

His steps were wobbly and he looked like he was drinking. Through the windshield they saw the man get into a dilapidated Beetle parked on the side of the street, start the car, and drive away slowly. Herstal did not start the car until he was about to reach the end of the street, following him from a distance.

Herstal is very busy with work, so if he wants to follow each other, he can only try to pick weekends and weekday evenings. Under the circumstance that he allocates his time so highly, Albarino really admires the pianist. It can even maintain the frequency of doing one case for three or four months. In the past two weeks of tracking, they found that this Sharpe seldom went out after losing his job-except to get drunk at the unstoppable bar, and to collect benefits-this is after Herstal has observed each other for so long, He was out at this point for the first time at night.

"I actually know why you didn't choose that reporter." Albarino said suddenly in the noise of the motor, and he could pretend to be understanding, "It's not entirely because Shi Haibo hasn't committed a crime yet, Doesn't meet the criteria for a pianist to choose a victim - just look at him and you know he's going to make a big mistake one day.

"What really matters is that the mistakes that Leohard Schreiber may have made or have made don't cause the pianist's inner urge to be nüè, you don't have the desire to bào him... and Anthony Sharp is not , Herstal, you empathize with that kid named Billy from Mutual Aid Anonymous, don't you?"

"In addition to being a forensic doctor, you also want to be a part-time psychiatrist now?" Herstal asked rhetorically.

"You're running away from the problem," Albarino pointed out lazily.

"So what?" said Herstal coldly, apparently not enjoying the subject very much—not surprisingly, everything about the tragedy of his childhood, he reacted more violently, and also It's only when he talks about these things that Albarino can easily tear off his sneering mask, which may be the reason why he is holding on to it.

That's what Albarino would do. Although he looks so likable in front of everyone, that's what he really is: he never cares what harm his actions will bring to others. Compassionate behavior is just a mask he maintains in the inevitable social life, and the current unscrupulousness is his real side.

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