It is a derivative of my other completed article [Tutor] and we dated after sleeping with Yu Shou. Not reading that article will not affect my understanding of the plot of this article.
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You are Summer. Bird, a scientific researcher of the Gleick family - the kind whose expertise is completely inappropriate. You have always wanted to escape from the family's control. It would be better if you could kill a few family leaders along the way.
When you were sent to the United States to attend an academic seminar, you were suddenly attacked. A killer is injured after killing your immediate boss and is surrounded by police. You think your chance has come.
You got out from under the laboratory table and smiled brightly at Mr. Killer, who had a scar on his chin. "Hey~" you pointed at yourself and said to him: "There are ready-made hostages here. Do you want them?"
Mr. Killer, who was originally distressed, thought seriously for a few seconds, nodded, and said with a refreshing smile: "Good idea."
Then I slashed you unconscious with the back of the knife——
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→It is a reflection of the imagination of the "Rain Shou" article next door. It is a parallel world. The background is quite different from the original world. Detailed demining and background introduction will be written in the first chapter. Remember to read it.
→It's true. Black//she//Killer.80×The rebellious and rebellious female protagonist of the second grade, Yamamoto Takeshi is 21 years old, and Summer is 17/8 years old. She is still the same girl who has the best ability to complain and has a bright mind. Due to the different growth trajectory, her personality is slightly different from that of "Rain Shou".
→ I just want to write a road story about two people escaping on the road together. Although I have never written it, if it doesn't look like a road story, it must be my problem (maybe it will be written as a pure love cookie?)
→ A short imaginative story, mainly in the second person, interspersed with the third person. There's no logic, don't get hung up on the details, the food for 80 is too little, so I cut off my legs.
Intention: Hey
