Guns and Coffee in the World of Science

Chapter 125 I've Already Realized

Facing Kazedo Kyosuke's hysterical roar, Maoli Ran and Suzuki Sonoko seemed to be isolated in another world, without a single emotion. Their eyes were cold and indifferent, without even a trace of emotion. Their expressions were like facing a boring and lame clown show, calm and indifferent, as if Kazedo Kyosuke's shouting was nothing but meaningless noise.

Ran Mouri's eyes held neither anger nor fear, only an unshakable, icy calm. She stared at Kyosuke Fudo, slowly but surely advancing towards him. Suzuki Sonoko stood nearby, her gun pointed at him, her gaze cold as a star. The corners of her mouth even curled slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm, a smile filled with contempt, as if she were looking at a loser who was unworthy of mention.

In this silence, Kyosuke Fudo's initial madness gradually dissipated. His laughter gradually deepened and then died away, as if something was blocking his throat, preventing him from laughing again. He stared at the two seemingly youthful and beautiful high school girls before him, and suddenly realized that their eyes were different from those of any of his peers.

They showed no anger, no panic, not even the slightest sign of wavering. That kind of indifference was unlike anything he had ever seen before, like facing a cold, indifferent ocean. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't stir a single ripple. At that moment, a deep chill welled up in Fudo Kyosuke's heart. He suddenly realized that these two people had transcended his comprehension. Their will was like an unshakable rock.

The twisted smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep sense of fear and despair. His hand was still covering his injured left hand, and he involuntarily retreated backward, his eyes filled with unconcealable fear.

"You... who are you?" Kazeto Kyosuke's voice trembled, filled with disbelief and panic. He had never seen anyone like them—two high school girls, so calm, so resolute, as if they had already disregarded life and death. That cold determination, like an invisible knife, sliced ​​through his psychological defenses, crushing his so-called pride and madness bit by bit.

"Fifteen!"

Ran Mao Li suddenly spoke softly, which suddenly brought Kyosuke Fuuto back to his senses from his deep fear. He widened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who was wielding two sharp blades in confusion and horror, not understanding what she was talking about.

At this time, Sonoko, who had already walked to the side of Mao Lilan, continued her words with a smile, and her voice was relaxed but with a hint of sharpness: "Fifteen mafia members, this is the record that Xiaolan and I killed together."

Fenghuo Kyosuke's heart beat violently involuntarily, and he felt a chill running down his spine. At this moment, Mao Lilan still had no expression on her face. Her eyes were cold and she added in a firm voice: "Murder... We have been prepared for it for a long time!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mao Lilan swung her hand suddenly, and the eagle claw knife drew a cold silver light, accurately wiping across Fenghuo Kyosuke's throat. At the same time, Sonoko pulled the trigger without hesitation, and with the muffled sound of the silencer, a bullet accurately penetrated his heart.

Kyosuke Fudo only felt his throat being torn apart by severe pain, followed by a warm pain in his chest. His vision gradually blurred, his consciousness began to blur, and the world gradually lost its color before his eyes, but at the last moment of his life, he clearly heard the voice of Mao Lilan.

"It has nothing to do with justice or evil, I just want to kill you, that's all!"

Kyosuke Fudo's pupils gradually lost focus, and his consciousness completely fell into the abyss at the sound of their voices. The last scene was frozen on two beautiful high school girls. The cold light in their eyes was like a sharp blade, piercing his soul.

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"Wow!" Pu Siqinglan couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes wide, her expression filled with surprise and amazement. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she was deeply surprised by the sudden reaction of Mao Lilan and Sonoko. "This is incredible! Are these two girls so enlightened?" A glint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and it was clear that her expectations for all this were far lower than what had actually happened.

Chen Shuo, standing beside her, breathed a sigh of relief, but he maintained a calm smile, maintaining the demeanor of a master. His worry gradually faded, and he subconsciously straightened his body, his eyes lightening with relief and pride. It seemed that his subtle psychological counseling of these two girls since the Mafia incident had been effective.

Although the turmoil in his heart had not yet completely subsided, Chen Shuo still smiled lightly with an indifferent look: "Hmph! Look who taught them this. Of course they can handle this kind of small battle easily." His words revealed an undisguised confidence and pride, as if this matter had not been within his scope of concern from the beginning.

Pu Siqinglan looked at Chen Shuo's smug expression and shook her head with a hint of amusement in her eyes. He had been so worried just now, but now he looked so confident. But there was nothing she could do about it. After all, he was the boss. How could an employee say anything when the boss was in charge? She sighed silently, a helpless smile playing on her lips.

Chen Shuo's gaze shifted downwards again, where two girls were expertly cleaning up the scene, their movements swift and efficient, without a single scrap of scrap. Watching all this, a genuine sense of relief shone through his eyes. He could finally handle things on his own. As this feeling of relief slowly spread, his plan quietly took root.

It seems that the original plan can be implemented ahead of schedule.

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The mess at the scene was finally cleaned up. Ran Mouri stood in front of Kyosuke Fudo's body, looking at his face quietly, as if she wanted to imprint this scene deeply in her memory.

Kyosuke Fudo's eyes were now dull, his expression frozen in place, still carrying the same bitter hatred he had held in his lifetime. A chill wind blew, lifting the hair by Ran Mouri's ears. Her gaze gradually grew empty, and the emotions within her surged like a tide, yet she forcibly suppressed them. She remained silent, standing there like a silent statue.

At this moment, Sonoko slowly walked over. She looked at Ran Maoli's silent expression, and she couldn't help but feel distressed. She gently pulled Ran Maoli's hand, held it gently, and squeezed it hard, as if she wanted to pass on some warmth to her in this way. "Ran, what's wrong with you?" Sonoko's voice was soft, with a little worry: "Are you still thinking about what that bastard just said?"

Mao Lilan came back to her senses and shook her head gently, a hint of bitterness curling up at the corner of her mouth. "No..." she said softly, her tone tinged with some inexplicable emotion. "I'm just... I'm just a little afraid of our current situation. Look, Fudo Kyosuke died in our hands, and yet we were able to end a life without any ripples in our hearts... Really, just so calmly... like we were dealing with an ordinary matter."

Her words stunned Sonoko for a moment. She blinked, then gave a bitter smile, and a trace of confusion and helplessness appeared in her eyes: "Yeah..." She sighed and looked into the distance, as if looking for some solace: "But I think there is no need to worry too much. After all, this is our life, and we have already made up our minds, right?" Her voice gradually became calm, as if she was convincing herself.

At this point, Sonoko turned around and her eyes met with Ran Mouri's. A moment of silence seemed to freeze everything. Then, they both laughed, their smiles tinged with a sense of ease and relief. "Yes, there's no need to worry about trivial matters. Just stay true to yourself," Ran Mouri repeated in a low voice, as if to encourage herself, a complex and determined light flashing in her eyes.

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"Pa, pa, pa!" A burst of crisp applause suddenly interrupted the sighs of Mao Lilan and Sonoko. The sound was abrupt and sharp in the silent night, startling them so much that they turned around almost reflexively, their eyes sharp and their bodies quickly entering a fighting state, muscles tensed, as if ready to face any possible threat at the next moment.

But the moment they saw the person coming, their fierce expressions instantly disintegrated. The person standing there had a familiar smile on his face, and a look of relief and encouragement in his eyes—it was Chen Shuo.

The tension on their faces vanished, replaced by undisguised excitement and joy. They exclaimed almost simultaneously, eagerly rushing towards Chen Shuo: "Brother Shuo!" Their voices were filled with unconcealed joy and attachment.

Chen Shuo opened his arms, wrapping one around each girl, and pulled them into a tight embrace. He lowered his head, gazing at them tenderly, his voice tinged with warmth. "Thank you for your hard work! You've done a truly wonderful job. I'm so proud of you." His tone was sincere and gentle, and every word he spoke was like a warm current that flowed through their hearts, dispelling the chill of the night.

Hearing Chen Shuo's praise, Mao Lilan and Sonoko's eyes lit up, and their hearts were instantly filled with joy. They couldn't help but come forward and kiss Chen Shuo on the cheek respectively.

The sudden kiss made Chen Shuo stunned for a moment. He blinked subconsciously, and his mind was a little confused for a moment - it was nothing for Xiaolan to kiss him, after all, she was his girlfriend, but Yuanzi actually came over, which really caught him off guard.

Yuanzi, aren't you afraid that Xiaolan will beat you up? But when he looked at Xiaolan, he found that she didn't seem to care about this matter at all, and her face was still wearing that sweet smile. Chen Shuo instantly felt that he was worrying too much, and smiled lightly, burying this little embarrassment in his heart.

"I'm talking about you..."

Just as Mao Lilan and Sonoko were immersed in Chen Shuo's warm embrace, enjoying this hard-earned moment of peace, a voice with a hint of complaint suddenly came over.

The voice, tinged with familiar teasing, came from Pu Siqinglan, who stood not far behind Chen Shuo. She stood there, a sniper rifle casually swung in one hand, the other resting on her waist. Her vibrant red cheongsam clung to her graceful figure, outlining its curves. The embroidery shimmered in the night, making her look both menacing and alluring.

Pu Siqinglan raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of fake anger in her tone: "I am the one who protected you all day, why do you only see your 'Brother Shuo' and don't want to care about me as well?"

After she finished speaking, she curled her lips in a feigned grievance, her eyes narrowed slightly, with a half-hearted, half-false reproach. Her inconsiderate complaint immediately embarrassed the two girls. They looked at each other and simultaneously smiled ingratiatingly.

"Sister Qinglan, don't be like this..." Yuanzi first spoke softly and coquettishly, while saying this, she took Pu Si Qinglan's arm, and Mao Lilan followed closely and walked forward, and the two of them hugged her together, "Oh! Sister Qinglan, you are the best!"

Pu Siqinglan looked at their flattering faces and couldn't help but smile. She wasn't really angry at first, but seeing these two girls being so tactful, she felt a surge of satisfaction. She snorted softly, "Hmph, that's more like it."