Chapter 472: Don’t Want to Kill

At this point, Zhen Baoer was fast asleep.

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

He hugged Zhen Baoer and closed his eyes again.

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

The black shadow outside the window has jumped out, and standing in the grass downstairs, the shadow laughed: "People are stupid, but this alertness is still there..."

People in the dark night came and went quietly, as if they had never been there.

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

After getting in his car, he took off his mask to reveal his true face. That face was gentle and clear, making people feel comfortable. If Zhen Baoer saw that face, he would be very surprised, because... that is Xiang Qiuchi.

The lights in the car were dim, but his face seemed to be emitting a faint halo. Just looking at it made people let go of all their defenses and wish they could talk to him.

The phone rang, but he ignored it.

Xiang Qiuchi slowly took off his gloves and jacket, and threw them all on the passenger seat.

The phone kept ringing, which sounded a little too noisy in the quiet car.

Xiang Qiuchi still ignored it. He was tilting his head and staring at his neck. There was a thin wound on it, and some blood slowly oozed out. It was when he jumped down and was scratched on his neck by a branch outside the window.

Xiang Qiuchi stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on the wound. After a while, blood came out again.

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

The phone kept ringing, and it seemed that as long as he didn't answer it, the other party wouldn't stop.

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

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

Xiang Qiuchi said casually: "No."

The person on the other end was very anxious when he heard this: "Why? Isn't there anyone in this world that you can't kill?"

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

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

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

Xiang Qiuchi looked calm: "No reason, I'm happy."

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

Xiang Qiuchi looked at the tissue stained with traces of blood, took out a lighter and lit it on fire. People like him generally would not leave anything with any trace of themselves behind.

The thin paper towel was swallowed up by the flames in an instant, the car window fell down, and the napkin with only ashes was thrown out of the car.

Xiang Qiuchi said: "I told you before that if you come to me, you have to follow my rules. I... don't want to take action now. I will tell you when I want to take action."

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

Xiang Qiuchi's voice was calm: "There's no use regretting it. Since I've accepted this deal, it's my job."

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

Xiang Qiuchi's voice still had no ups and downs: "It's your business whether you have time or not."