Wine and Gun

He walked up to Olga and said, "I can't celebrate with you, my daughters and they are waiting for me to come home."

Olga said nothing and stuck a candy cane in his mouth.

Well, she might be really a little drunk.

Officer Hardy mumbled something about his wife and Huoji, sucking on a candy cane. Then he seemed to give up, sighed, and compromised: "Okay, Olga, I'll stay with you for fifteen minutes, and then I'll have to go home right away."

——If there is a slight chance, Officer Hardy has the ability to predict the future, even if he is really a tragic Cassandra, he will definitely, definitely not choose to stay for fifteen more minutes.

But he doesn't know it yet, and of course Albarino doesn't know either. So Albarino just reached out and stretched Herstal's cuff, showing his shining teeth when he smiled.

"Come on sweetheart," he said, "let's go and greet them."

Herstal frowned and said, "Don't..."

Because if you're a normal-minded psychopath, you'll know it's best not to greet the cops when they already feel you're too involved in the case. But unfortunately, most of the perverted murderers are not very normal, and Albarino Bacchus must be the best among them.

So Herstal was dragged by him without a choice to chat with the police officer in charge of the homicide and the criminal psychologist who worked in the FBI's behavioral analysis unit. Albarino's recent job at the Forensic Bureau, because if they were to talk about Herstal's work, everyone would be embarrassed. Because of this, Hardy must have questioned Albarino's boyfriend's taste.

Then, after everyone had a fake chat for a while, Hardy couldn't hide his worries, and began to ask Albarino how he was feeling lately.

Herstal is not surprised that he would ask that, in the eyes of all the victims of sexual assault are made of glass, not to mention that Albarino was theoretically sexually assaulted by the Westland pianist. Albarino laughed, reaching out and wrapping Herstal's wrist.

"I'd be lying if I said, 'I'm fine,'" he said with a calm smile, and his performance was vivid, "but I'll get through it."

"Many victims can't face their sex life calmly after something like that happens, and some of them collapse when others try to unbutton them." Olga chose to speak at this time, hiding. Live a smile.

Hardy shuddered, biting the Christmas candy in his mouth with a bang.

"Indeed," Albarino replied, leaning toward Herstal as if unconscious, "but I think the main reason I'm okay now is...I'm understandable, you see. Bar?"

Herstal silently rolled his eyes in his heart: Well, their relationship has been completely described by Albarino as two sexual assault victims comforting each other.

Olga turned to Herstal, still with the same smile on his face: "You have to be gentle with him, you know? Although you don't want to say it, but in the two of you, he is the one who suffers more. The scarier one."

"...do you have to talk about people's sex lives under the Christmas tree?" Hardy hissed.

"In your eyes, are 'Christmas tree' and 'one-horned shòu' synonymous with purity?" Albarino asked with a smile.

Hardy chose to roll out the white eye that Herstal didn't roll out, and Olga really laughed.

While they were chatting like high school girls, a policeman who had apparently had too much eggnog and looked like he was about to throw up walked past them, a man in his mid-thirties, Hess Tarr had never seen the guy, probably not Hardy's.

"That's Chris, who is in charge of anti-drugs. He divorced his wife in the second half of this year, poor fellow." Olga introduced, with a look of "you are Al's boyfriend, you should know the truth about the police" Apparently, while Herstal didn't think she was naive enough to think how long Albarino could last in a relationship, he wasn't naive enough to imagine that either.

"If I don't go, I'm going to be such a poor fellow," Hardy said in disapproval. "Okay, folks, I really have to go home—"

"Did I bring your little Clara's Christmas present?" Olga asked.

"And the two of us," Albarino went on, and Hardy waved his bag toward them, signaling that he had everything ready. Albarino then continued, "Say hello to Wallis on our behalf."

Herstal couldn't help but glance at Albarino, who had never heard of any of these names.

"Bart's daughter's Christmas present, idiot," Albarino whispered, sneakily stabbing Herstal with his elbow, "I bought yours for you."

Officer Hardy was stern, but he couldn't hide the little smile that leaked from the corner of his mouth: "You know I can hear it?"

"Mind is the most important thing!" Albarino widened his eyes innocently, "Let's go, it seems to be snowing heavily outside, and it will be very bad if it goes on like this."

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