Wine and Gun

Hunter pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, apparently being hit by Olga.

"So, what did you investigate?" Olga asked.

Hunter didn't answer right away, but turned his head to look at me inexplicably. I was furious at the back of his eyes, and I couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't worry about her, when WLPD hired her to take care of me, I had to deal with the police work, so she signed a non-disclosure agreement." Olga said easily, "There is no safer place than here. ."

I did have a nondisclosure agreement with WLPD - I thought it was in the contract only because the police were still fantasizing, and with my experience as a carer, I didn't think Olga would wake up at the time. And to a certain extent, now Olga is right: the single ward on this floor, visitors must be brought in by the nurses with permission, and it is said that after Olga woke up, some reporters because of recent events I wanted to interview her about a major case in my life - I don't pay much attention to the news, it seems to be the case of her suspected boyfriend disappearing - but without exception, they were all stopped outside the hospital.

"And I suspect our Annie has no idea what we're going to talk about," Olga said in a lively tone, and she turned sharply at me: "Anne, do you know who Slade is?"

"Ah?" I replied in a confused way, I didn't expect she would suddenly ask me, after all, after getting along for the past few days, she already knew that I didn't like watching current affairs news at all.

"—Look at it." Olga said to Hunter.

Hunter looked around the room suspiciously again, then said without end, "He was a victim of Slade—when he was a kid."

I didn't quite get it, but Olga clearly understood. She nodded restrainedly, her voice sounding as calm as before: "This can explain a lot of things."

"Can you explain what?" asked the boy named Midaren, his voice sounding a little hurried, as if a string had been taut in his heart.

"For example, why did he defend Slade first and then shoot him, or why Albarino is now alive and dead?" Olga shrugged, she supported the bed with her hands, laboriously I moved myself a bit to make myself more comfortable lying on the bed. In fact, she can ask me to do such trivial matters, but she seems to like to support herself when she can.

"Do you think Doctor Bacchus is dead?" Midaren asked suddenly.

"Do you care whether he has died of murder?" Olga thought for a while, and asked in a brisk voice, "I think you seem to be very interested in this."

"...because Mr. Armalite helped me. I don't want him—" Midaron said hesitantly.

"It is possible for a person to be a murderer while helping others, as if Herstal did save Bart's young daughter without a doubt, but also shot Slade three times at the same time. People are very multifaceted. It is often disappointing to ask for a person's humanity from a single perspective." Olga said very gently.

Midaren flattened his mouth gently and made no further comment. And I'm starting to wonder if it's possible for Fister to be a scammer and still love me - well, I know it's impossible, I'm just thinking.

"...And, when I was investigating Herstal's past, I found something." Hunter said slowly, he opened his backpack, took out a folder from it and handed it to Olga : I'm a little curious about what's in that folder, but to put it bluntly, they seem to be discussing the character of their friends, so I didn't rush to look at it.

Olga leaned slightly and took the folder, put it on her lap, and turned to the first page; she looked at things very quickly, and glanced at a page from top to bottom, within a few seconds Just read one page.

She quickly turned back page by page, the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Interesting... the murder case in St. Anthony's Church, the timeline can also match... Hanged by piano strings on the beam of the church On, although I am a little suspicious of how he can do this at his age, it is not impossible if he can use tools..."

She looked away from the page she was staring at and looked at Hunter. And Hunter looked at me again, as if he was thinking about something - it seems that Olga's explanation of the non-disclosure agreement did not reassure him - and then reached out and made a tight-like gesture around his neck. Posture: "Don't you think it's too coincidental that he once killed someone with such a criminal technique? So, I think he's just..."

He didn't finish his words, but left a meaningful pause. Olga nodded briefly, as if to indicate that he understood what the other party meant. Hunter changed his sitting position uneasily, and continued to say in a somewhat anxious tone: "If you bring this identity into consideration and consider everything before, I don't think it's very likely that Bacchus was completely blinded by him... No, I have fought with Bacchus several times, and I believe it is impossible for him to know nothing. The greatest possibility is that Bacchus not only knows what the other party is, but he himself——”

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