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Chapter 136 How to Kill a Giant Baby 8
"I thought you would do more difficult other tests for me." Su Jinzhi revealed some little secrets to him without a trace, "just like Dad does for me every week."
Hearing this, Huai Zhou paused when he reinserted the booklet on the shelf: "Every week?"
Su Jinzhi walked back to the blanket and lay down again: "Yes."
As soon as the voice fell, Su Jinzhi heard Bart calling him: "Jimmy? Dad came to see you—"
"Dad--" Su Jinzhi pulled his head out of the book and looked at the door.
"Are you reading?" Bart smiled and walked towards Su Jinzhi, and at the same time waved to Huai Zhou, motioning him and the others to leave the study, "Do you still like the book that Dad brought you this time?"
"Like..." The young man's voice came from afar from the study. When Huai Zhou walked to the door, he looked back at him and saw the young man taking a stack of white paper from Bart.
Huai Zhou guessed that the black text on the paper might be the "test" that the young man called. Bart would bring these things to see him once a week, and leave after passing the test. But what exactly do those "tests" refer to?
However, Huai Zhou only stayed on this issue for a few seconds before putting it behind his head, because these were not the content that he needed to pay attention to. He only needed to continue to observe the teenager, and then find a suitable opportunity, when he became an adult... …Kill him, this is what he needs to pay attention to.
But will he really do it?
Huai Zhou knew clearly that even if he waited until the young man reached adulthood, he might, perhaps he would never kill the young man, because his mind was the same as his child. However, Huai Zhou knew more clearly that it was definitely not that he would not do anything. The only reason. It was not the reason why he wasted all his time on this task that was destined to be unfinished. He knew that he would not complete this task, but he still stayed, and there is still almost half a year before the young adult. .
In the past six months, he was able to receive so many tasks that he got paid after cooperating with Xu Yulan to kill the youth.
But he just didn't want to leave.
Maybe it's because the job as a bodyguard is easy and the salary is high.
Huai Zhou took a deep breath of air into his lungs, exhaled it with some difficulty, then smiled self-deprecatingly, and asked the bodyguard who was guarding the door with him: "Do you have any smoke?"
"Yes." The bodyguard took out a box from his pocket and took a cigarette from it to him, "But if you smoke here, Master Jimmy will smell it."
"Does he hate the smell of smoke?"
"It's not true, but the smell will distract him and affect his calculation ability. The husband will be unhappy."
Huai Zhou asked him, "Should they stay in there for a long time?"
The bodyguard smiled and raised his hand to pat Huai Zhou's shoulder: "The time is not fixed each time, but it is enough for you to smoke a cigarette."
Huai Zhou also curled his lips at him and nodded, "Then I will go to the garden to smoke."
"Go, I'm guarding here." The bodyguard said.
Huai Zhou walked to a stop under an apple tree in the garden, and held the cigarette that the bodyguard handed him between his lips. The faint smell of tobacco lingered on the tip of his nose, seducing the restless factors in his body, but he was ready to move. It has been half a year since quit smoking, so Huai Zhou hasn't lit this cigarette for a long time.
With smoke in his lips, Huai Zhou looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the opposite side and was silent for a while. This fruit tree is located at a relatively high position, and it is a small hill. After climbing up the tree, he can walk through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of the study and see everything inside, but The people in the study can't see it from inside.
Before he came to kill the boy, he squatted on this apple tree and stayed for a full twelve hours to observe the situation in the study and some terrain near the castle, because Xu Yulan told him that she would let the boy come to the study the next day , He had to make a route to escape after shooting.
But he did not shoot that day.
So now he came under this tree again, observing the boy inside through the French windows.
He saw the young man lying on the blanket with his elbows propped on the ground, his pliable waist bent in a beautiful arc, and his exquisite side face resembled an exquisite oil painting, making him trapped in a tall tower. Like the little prince, he can only look far away, looking high, never reachable.
And the closest distance he had ever contacted him was the time he held the gun against his forehead—their souls were very close that day, without any barriers.
The cigarette holder was made a little damp by the moist gasping from his mouth, but inexplicably, Huai Zhou's mouth was a little dry. He took the cigarette down and put it in his pocket, but his finger touched a soft bullet.
He paused for a while, then took out a blue-handled pacifier from his pocket.
It is not easy for people who are accustomed to smoking to quit smoking. They like to rub their fingers and always want to chew something in their mouth. Some people quit smoking by chewing gum, and some people divert attention by eating potato chips.
But Huai Zhou only relied on his own willpower to quit smoking. His perseverance was very strong. As long as he decided something he wouldn't do, he would never touch it again. But Huai Zhou looked at this blue-handled pacifier now, but suddenly felt that his willpower was weak and terrifying.
He rubbed his fingers slightly without his control, and his lips were also itching, as if someone was teasing him with his lips and tongue.
Huai Zhou's eyes were drooping, and the focus of his gaze stayed on the silicone head of the pacifier. He thought for a while, then he squeezed the pacifier close to him, and stopped when the soft head of the pacifier was about to touch his lips.
After five seconds, he began to move.
It only takes Huai Zhou fifteen seconds to kill a person, but this action made him think about one-third of the time it takes to kill, because the killing is under his control, and this decision is not his. Control-instead of touching the head of the nipple with his lips, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it lightly, as if doing so could eat the breath left by the boy.
"Have you finished smoking?" The bodyguard saw Huai Zhou go outside for a while and came back soon. There was no smell of cigarettes on his body, and he couldn't help wondering whether he really smoked.
"Yeah." Huai Zhou replied.
The bodyguard raised his eyebrows and said: "Then your speed is really fast."
"After all, I haven't touched the cigarette for a long time, and I miss the smell a little." Huai Zhou explained lightly.
The bodyguard didn’t think too much, after all, he was not a psychologist who could figure out his mind, but if he knew more about psychological knowledge, he would know that a person who missed an object would slow down his contact with that object. Because he wants to enjoy meeting it again for longer.
Just like Yin Ge.
Yin Ge is not a congenital academic syndrome. He has no signs of autism. He is just a little shy and introverted. Moreover, Yin Ge is very dependent on Bart’s father, so he will extend the calculation time each time. In exchange for Bart to stay with him for a longer time. But Su Jin is not Yin Ge. He doesn't want to stay with Bart for too long. He just wants to go out to see Huai Zhou quickly, and the data that Bart has to calculate is so simple that he can almost take a look. Write the answer, and don't know if this is due to the scholar syndrome that Yin Ge suffers from.
So when Su Jinzhi returned the calculated paper to Bart, Bart was still a little surprised: "Jimmy counted so fast today?"
"Yeah." Su Jinzhi nodded, "The data is relatively simple..."
"No, my Jimmy has become smarter." Bart smiled and took the pile of paper and praised him, but he didn't even look at Su Jinzhi. He was able to easily say these praises from his father that would make any son proud. He and the psychiatrist came for advice, in order to better control Yin Ge.
Su Jinzhi gently thanked: "Thank you, Dad."
"Dad loves you, my little Jimmy." Bart walked over and hugged him, then strode out.
Su Jinzhi catches up: "Dad, won't you eat with me?"
"My little Jimmy, Dad is very busy this month. I can’t accompany you to dinner today, and probably won’t be able to visit you next week." Bart stopped, turned around and touched his head, "but you have to remember, Dad loves you."
Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes and said nothing.
The original Yin Ge might cry because of pain, but he would put on such an expression when he was angry and wronged, Bart knew.
But Bart still did not change his mind. Perhaps in his opinion, Yin Ge had no other choice but to listen to him.
"Dad will bring you a gift when he comes to see you next month." With that, Bart put a piece of colorful fondant in his hand, then turned around again, this time he didn't stop and look back.
"Master Jimmy will definitely hide in the quilt and cry tonight." The bodyguard hit Huai Zhou with his elbow, and went near him quietly.
Huai Zhou's attention was always on Su Jinzhi. He could see that the boy was very sad at the moment, but he did not shed tears. Hearing the bodyguard say this, Huai Zhou asked him, "Do you know this too?"
The bodyguard said: "Every time your husband said that he would not be able to see him next week, Master Jimmy would cry. We also knew that once he cried too hard and became dehydrated."
"Since the husband knows he will cry, he still leaves?"
"After all, Mr. has so many sons." The bodyguard shrugged. "Master Jimmy is not the only one."
Huai Zhou didn't speak any more, but looked at the boy quietly.
At night, he watched the two male babysitters help the boy change his pajamas and then tuck him in the quilt. Just when they were about to sing a lullaby to put the boy to sleep, he gently turned over and pointed his head at them with his voice. Bored: "I'm going to sleep."
"Then Master Jimmy, good night."
"……good night."
The babysitters paused, and then they gave Huai Zhou a wink and told him to leave together. When he walked to the door, the babysitters stopped Huai Zhou: "Master Jimmy may cry at night, you have to stay here. Go in and see him when necessary to prevent him from becoming dehydrated and unconscious. If the young master is really dehydrated, you must come and wake us up."
"I will."
Huai Zhou was not surprised by this result.
Everyone wants to sleep at night. It’s more appropriate to entrust the hard work of the night watch to his new bodyguard, and the nannies say "come and wake us up" instead of "call the family doctor." There is a substantial difference between the two.
It seems that in this castle, there doesn't seem to be anyone who really loves young people. Huai Zhou thought lightly.
After getting his promise, the nanny left with confidence.
Huai Zhou stood at the door for a while, then gently opened the door that hadn't closed on purpose and entered the boy's bedroom.
The floor of this house is covered with heavy carpets, but even if there is no bedding on the floor, Huai Zhou can still walk on it without making a sound, so the young man hiding in the quilt sobbing secretly didn't even know that he had come in.
Huai Zhou walked over to the bed and looked at the twitching bag under the quilt for a while and was silent for a while, then put his hand up gently, and said softly, "Can't you sleep?"