~： The second year story 005, terrible threat!

"So when I heard that you haven't had a teacher to teach you well since I'strike', I feel very sorry. Don't worry, you will be my student from now on! I will teach you to read Write, understand the truth, learn to be a person. When I told my family about your matter, my family members also agreed that I would help you. Haha, especially the little one in my family, I heard that you connected the books for class When there are none, I will take the initiative to bring out the textbooks I have used to you. Although they are old, the child keeps them very well. Would you mind?"

The idiot looked down at the art textbook on the bed again. So, are the other books on the table also textbooks?

"The other thing is that my little one and I are all in the literature and art department. So in teaching you homework, there is more content in the literature and art department. Don't be picky. When you grow up, you can rely on yourself. His strength is admitted to the Divine Grace, please choose another department~~~!"

Quirine was very excited, it is hard to imagine how a person who yawns can show an excited expression. But she was really excited. Because the child in front of her is the first student she really wants to teach, this little beggar is more obedient and quieter than those noble boys who look down on the Rooney family all day long!

"Please leave."

The idiot always maintained a vigilant attitude. He didn't believe that the woman in front of him would teach himself without any benefit. What can she get by being nice to yourself? ……Could it be that! ! !

This woman... on the surface pretends to be nice to herself, but she is actually the princess's minion, wanting to take the opportunity to get close to herself, and then take her own life when her defenses are completely relaxed? !

Thinking of this, the frost in the eyes of the idiot became more intense.

Quirine may never guess how insidious and cunning she has become in the mind of an idiot. She couldn't help but feel a little annoyed when she heard the expression of an idiot who turned away thousands of miles away. I think that I came here kindly and regarded this child as the first step in my real teacher's career. How did you think of being treated so rudely?

"Hey, are you like those boys, are you going to run away when you see me? You seem to be pretty good, but you haven't seen you for a few months, why have you become so suspicious? Principal Campa once said that I should teach you Reading and writing, if I don’t teach you, the salary won’t increase!"

The idiot was silent, holding Diamie's hand tighter. On the contrary, it doesn't matter that the bread has a face, still holding the cup and sipping the warm water in it bite by bite, and blowing into the water from time to time, blowing blisters.

"You... didn't come to kill me?" the idiot said carefully. His eyes were fixed on Quilin, trying to judge the truth from her facial expressions. However, there are risks in doing so. Once the true face of the woman in front of her is revealed, she may immediately attack and kill herself.

"What are you **** talking about?" Quilin picked up a math book from the table and walked towards the idiot. Seeing her steps approaching, the idiot's heart was even more clumped! No one can understand the tension in his heart at the moment, the hidden blade of Darkness is cold, ready to be swung out by him at any time.

"I want to kill you? If I really want to kill you..."

Quilin raised his hand! This action...isn't she a prelude to touching the flying knife? ! As soon as the idiot gritted his teeth, he immediately planned to pull Dim Mi out from behind the bread. Unexpectedly, Little Bread suddenly screamed when she saw Quilin approaching, and threw the cup in her hand into the air! Those flying water blocked the idiot's sight and made him miss the best moment of counterattack.

It's over...!

Quilin’s hand fell, maybe in the blink of an eye, the idiot’s head and neck will be completely separated...

"Snapped."

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There is no pain. All that came was a soft noise from the top of the head. The idiot raised his head and saw that the math book was slapped on top of his head. What he leaped over the hand to see was Quiline's face with no intention of smiling...

"If I really want to kill you, I will wait for you to be strong enough to make me kill~~~! Don't worry, I have no habit of bullying the weak. You will be my first student from today. Be careful~~ I won’t kill you, but I take my students seriously. If you don’t want to be scolded by me, just read and write for me! Understand?"

Now, the idiot was puzzled. The woman in front of her had the level of refining the mind. If she wanted to kill herself, she had too many opportunities to stop her breathing. But why... why doesn't she do it? Could it be that, like she said, she wouldn't kill herself?

"Teach me...what good is it?" The idiot hugged the whirring bread and asked one last question.

"Well, I really have nothing to say to you kid. Why do I have to teach you to be good?... Forget it, in that case, when I have anything to help in the future, you You have to let go of the work at hand without hesitation and come and help. Is this okay?"

"help…………?"

"Yes!" Quilin raised a finger and shook with a smile, "not only me, even if it is my family's commission, you must help. You can't refuse any request from me and my family. . Of course, I can guarantee that my family and I will never kill you, or want your arms, houses, etc. As long as you do things for us, how about paying me to teach you?"

There is a request, which means that the other party really doesn't want to make a smile at himself. There is no pie in the sky, all the benefits must be exchanged with one's own actions. In this way, it is the truth of this world.

Finally, the idiot was completely relieved. He took the book that Quilin handed over and looked through it roughly. But at this moment, a situation immediately changed his vigilance towards Quilin just now...

"!!!"

In an instant, the idiot threw away the book, pulled up the quilt and wrapped himself in the dough. At this moment, a white light flickered in the hut, fleeting.

This woman... really has no good intentions!

The idiot pulled down the bedding, and saw that Quilin was holding a simple camera in her hand. And it's the kind that is available immediately. Obviously, Quirine was very dissatisfied with the idiot's sudden reaction. She pulled down the photo with only a torn quilt, pulled her face down, and said loudly, "Hey! What are you doing! The photos are expensive, even though I have an earl. Noble title, but don’t think our family is really rich in spare money!"

It's also strange that the idiot's sudden move disappears, and he said: "Idiot, what's wrong with you? I'm just taking pictures of you, why suddenly become so nervous?"

The idiot did not respond to Dim Mie, he picked up the bread, leaned back against the wall, and faced the camera in Quilin's hand with serious and alert expression.

"What do you want..."

"What am I doing? You are my first student, so I want to take a photo as a souvenir? I have decided that I really want to be a teacher in this school, so every student I have brought to you, I will take pictures of them. Come on, stand still, I will take a picture for you."

After speaking, Quirine raised the camera again and pointed it at the idiot...

Unsurprisingly, this action once again provoked a fierce reaction from the idiot. He kicked the quilt under his feet to block the flashlight, and jumped out of the bed at the same time, trying to rush to the door. Unexpectedly, three flying knives pierced into the wall in front of him at this moment. When the idiot turned his head back, the camera had already aimed at him again...

Click!

The light flickered, but what was captured was the shot of the idiot turning over the table and hiding behind the table.

"I said, what the **** is going on with you!!!" Quilin put down the camera and shouted a little displeased. This is the first time she has met such a strange student, so she is so disgusted with taking pictures? Does he think that he is not photogenic and feel ashamed to such a degree?

Dim Mi was also strange, and kept asking. What is available is the endless silence of the idiot. He wanted to escape, but the way out of the room had been blocked by Quilin in advance. He was in this small space, jumping up and down holding the bread, avoiding the capture of the camera.

In fact, there is a reason for the idiot's nervous behavior. And the source of the reason... is precisely from his previous life experience.

What does the camera mean to an environment full of criminals, violence, eroticism, and filth?

In the idiot's worldview, the camera is never a good treasure to capture moments, but the best weapon people use to make fairy dances. He once witnessed his mother seduce a man to bed, and then his father rushed in with a camera to make a big shot, thereby threatening his clients. After the death of his parents, he became more aware of the wide range of functions of the camera.

Men cheat, take pictures, threaten.

Someone killed, took pictures, threatened.

Bribery deals, photographs, threats.

Gambling, taking pictures, threatening.

All in all, the camera is inherently inextricably linked to threats. Idiots can no longer count how many people in Senag are photographed in various gestures and threatened by others every day. I can't remember how many people lost their fortunes because of threats, and were eventually forced to death. Jumping from a building, hanging up, throwing into the river, and suicidal people can see a lot of flesh and blood expressions every day, and these also give idiots a very clear understanding of the camera—

That is a tool to threaten others, the best way to kill without tarnishing your hands.

Quirine was panting heavily, and a faint layer of sweat came out of her forehead. All the throwing knives in her knife bag had been thrown, and the walls of the room were all filled with throwing knives. Her camera spit out the photos again, but there was still no sign of the child in it.