Chapter 131 A Client

In the room of the Hakka Mansion.

A tall figure came from the dark to the backlight.

The figure is Kart's mother Kijiu, a palace -style dress with a complicated and gorgeous large amount of lace ribbon. The slim waistline and the specially supported bell skirt form a strong three -dimensional curve.

On Ji Qiu's face, wearing a instrument covered with more than half of the face, the center of the display on it was a red electronic eye.

At this time, the edge of the electronic eye showed a curve of water waves, and was staring at Cote that suddenly hung up the phone, waiting for an answer.

Cost lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jiqiu, but he had already hung up the phone, and he could give an answer without a burden: "It is a client."

"..."

Ke Qiu heard the words silent.

Instead of talking, he walked to the hanger and hung a dark purple Gothic jacket in his hand.

She suddenly came over, thinking about taking this specially customized dress to make her favorite "daughter" try on the effect.

But I did not expect to see Cott's call with "a client".

This is also the first time she has seen a smile that should not appear on Kart's face.

That's right,

Just not.

Her children can show a smile when playing at home, happy because of getting toys, and being happy because of eating delicious food at home.

But should not show the kind of smile from the heart when talking to a client.

More accurate, it should not be unreasonable.

Hanging the Gothic gesture skirt, Ji Qiu slowly turned around, and the wave tremor on the edge of the electronic eyes had disappeared and returned to peace.

"Cott, I'll say it again."

Ke Qiu stared at Cote and walked slowly, saying one word and saying: "Speak clear."

"It's really just ..."

Cot lowered his head, and he saw a shadow slowly covering it in front of him, and he could no longer say the later words.

Can't lie in front of my mother.

Kart followed this rule, but it seemed to lose his strength, and his voice became very low: "Moro, I was talking to Moro."

The shadow slowly came from the ground, along his feet and knees, climbing to his body and face.

Ke Qiu came to Corp for.

The parent -style majesty that naturally exudes comes with shadows.

But the next second, the quite heavy aura disappeared without a trace.

Instead, it is boiling love.

"Um ~~ This is my cute little Cott ~"

Kee Qiu squatted down, holding Cote into his arms, and with a small jaw to resist Cott's small head, he happily spoiled: "So you must not lie to your mother, do you know?"

"Um."

Cote felt the heavy love from her mother, and represented it.

"Mom, that skirt."

Kart stretched out his hand and passed through Jiqiu's arms, pointing to the Gothic dress on the hanger.

Ji Qiu heard his words, loosen his arms, turned to get up, and his red lips outlined his smile: "Do you like it?"

"Well, as long as it was sent by my mother, I like it, Mom, can I wear it now?"

Cote raised his head slightly, showing his expression.

Ke Qiu said happily: "Of course, but ..."

Speaking, she looked at the open door and turned around, "Not now."

"Mother."

A touch of anxiety flashed deep in the bottom of the eyes, but his face pretended to be calm, saying: "But I want to wear it now, I think ..."

Ji Qiu stretched out his right hand and stroked softly on Cote's small head, and also interrupted Cott's words.

"Cott, you should have noticed my arrival as soon as possible, but you didn't."

Kee Qiu looked down at Cote's eyes and could see a touch of anxiety from it.

The killer must keep calm at all times without being emotional.

This is not only to improve the success rate of assassination mission, but also a barrier that can protect itself.

So, how can you have the emotion of "anxiety" because of an unrelated trivial matter?

A anger in Jiqiu's heart.

This anger is not aimed at Cote.

She did not show it. She gently touched her always understanding, and the obedient Cott's head, calmly: "It doesn't matter, you are just affected by some unnecessary 'emotions'."

"No, it is obviously the mother's' must -have."

Cott was so nervous that the whole body was tightening.

Ji Qiu did not speak, but smashed Kart's hair.

"Morro, I heard the civeted year of the year, let's go, and see your client."

"..."

Cott grasped his sleeves hard, and was anxious in his heart, and he was annoyed that he didn't give Moro a hint before he hung up the phone.

Even if it is the most obscure hint, he believes that Moro can understand.

But he did not give a hint.

The anxious and annoyed Cote did not expect--

In fact, even if he did not prompt, Moro could understand the situation instantly.

To say the reason.

Of course, Moro, as a cross, is not known to the enemy and guests.

Maybe in the micro, he is not as good as Kart to understand the enemy's family.

But macro is definitely better than Kart's family.

In front of the trial.

"If you don't run, one more thing is worse than one thing."

Moro put away his mobile phone.

Before the call ended, he could probably foresee what was happening with Kurt.

Originally, he was thinking of using the "Method of Commission" to help Kurt get the freedom to go out, and then casually accompany Kurt to the town at the foot of the mountain.

When the fun was almost over, he would ask Kurt indirectly to borrow the weight-bearing equipment made of special alloys from the Zoldyck family.

He never thought that he would be bumped into by Kijo.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

Moro sighed softly and turned to walk towards the mountain path from when he came.

But after walking a distance, he suddenly stopped.

He thought of Kurt's sudden silence before the call was hung up because he didn't want to say "I am the client".

In fact, he wanted to answer "friend".

But this kind of answer option from the heart is the most inappropriate to appear in that place.

So between the dilemma, all he can do is silence, just like the silence most of the time.

"Forget it."

Standing still, Moro shook his head slightly.

In the security booth, Kaibujie was still in doubt, watching the young man turn around and walk back.

A long time passed.

The trial door suddenly moved.

With a slightly deafening rumble, the bottom door was pushed open from both sides by two Zoldyck butlers in black uniforms.

One of the butlers, Moro recognized at a glance, should be Wutong who died tragically at the hands of Hisoka in the original work.

In the middle of the open trial door.

Kurt and Kiju stood side by side.

Moro looked over and said:

"Just now, the weather forecast said it might rain, and I suddenly remembered that I hadn't put away my clothes. I wanted to "run" back and put away my clothes, but I thought it was not easy to come here, so I decided to stay."

As he said that, Moro's eyes stopped on Kurt and smiled: "Zoldyck's killer, may I ask if the commission we just discussed still counts?"

"..."

There was silence in the field.

Several eyes focused on Moro.

Moro looked calm, making it clear that he was "a client".

And Kurt understood Moro's nonsense, and unconsciously grabbed a corner of his kimono, trying his best to hide his worry.