Summer caught up with Bruce, "Bruce, wait."
As expected, Bruce stopped and said calmly, "Ms. Summer, what do you want?"
He was calm and indifferent. Summer didn't beat around the bush and asked, "Why are you here?"
Bruce said casually, "It's a coincidence."
"Do you think I believe that?" Summer blocked Bruce's path. Bruce was about to leave, but he could
only look up at her. Bruce sneered, "Kate is going abroad for medical treatment. She doesn't need me
anymore."
Summer was a little surprised. Did Bruce mean that Kate abandoned him? She knew that Bruce had
feelings for Kate, but Kate's attitude towards Bruce was complicated. Although Kate treated Bruce
differently, would the arrogant Kate like Bruce?
Summer could tell that Bruce was reluctant to talk about Kate, so Summer did not ask any further. She
pretended to be casual and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Does that matter?" Bruce sneered, and he was filled with the degage aura of prodigals. Somehow,
Summer suddenly felt that Bruce did not look like a killer. Summer nodded and suggested, "That's it.
You helped me today. I'd like to treat you a meal."
Summer just wanted to get some information from Bruce. Although Bruce might not agree, it didn't
matter. She didn't care if he refused.
To Summer's surprise, Bruce nodded and said naturally, "OK."
Summer was somewhat puzzled by his reaction. There was a barbecue shop in the neighborhood.
Bruce wasn't picky and followed her into the barbecue shop.
After the waiter gave them the menu, Bruce ordered a lot of dishes. The food in the barbecue shop was
cheap, and it didn't cost much for them to order a lot.
The way Bruce ate was not that elegant, but he looked refined enough.
Summer stared at him for a while and couldn't help but laugh, "The killers in the TV series seem to be
tough and rude guys who don't care what they look like when they eat."
Bruce took a sip of beer and cast a glance at Summer, "Ignorant."
Summer was stuck for words for a moment.
'Forget it. Don't argue with him. He has helped me and I want to get some information from him.'
"I haven't seen the killers in real life and TV is the only channel for me to know guys like you." Summer
leaned back and looked innocent.
Bruce sneered. Then he lowered his voice and whispered to her ear, "The last deal I took was to be a
Chinese teacher in a middle school. I taught for two years before I found the opportunity to complete
the deal."
Bruce didn't seem to be a person to trifle with even when he made small talks. And now he was talking
about a deal in such a calm voice, Summer felt a chill running down her spine.
Bruce was a killer, but he could also be a teacher in a middle school! He taught for two years and no
one noticed that.
In order to kill someone, he had disguised for two whole years! What made Summer even more
surprised was that Bruce even qualified as a Chinese teacher! A PE teacher would be more suitable....
Perhaps Summer was showing her surprise too obvious, Bruce twitched his lips and made an
expression that hardly looked like a smile. "I know no less than Leonardo."
Now, Summer was the one that pulled a wry face.
She lowered her head, held a stick, poked at a piece of tofu in the bowl and didn't say anything.
Suddenly, she recalled something and looked up at Bruce.
Noticing her serious expression, Bruce frowned, "You bring up this topic yourself. Don't worry. I have
nothing against you and will not attack you."
Summer stared fixedly at Bruce and asked, "Do you know a guy named Stanley?"
"Who?" Bruce thought for a moment. "I don't know him."
Summer fell into deep thought. Bruce said that he had lurked in a middle school for two years for his
final deal. Stanley had taken good care of Summer for three years and had gained her trust. Only in the
end did he expose himself.
The pattern was quite similar. Summer suspected that Stanley might have something to do with the X
Organization.
"You really don't know him?"
The suspicion in Summer's tone made Bruce unhappy. He said coldly, "Everyone in the organization
has a specific code name. We don't know each other's real name and identity."
Summer was surprised at his words. She didn't even dare to write a script like that.
The reality was often more dramatic than drama. Although Summer still wanted to know more about
the X Organization, she had asked too many questions tonight.
As for why Bruce told her this, probably it was because he was in a good mood, or he'd like to scare
her so that she wouldn't dare to ask about the X Organization anymore.
She did not ask Bruce about the X Organization after that.
After finishing the barbecue, they said goodbye to each other.
However, after they said goodbye, Summer noticed that Bruce did not leave. Instead, he followed
behind her.
"Why do you follow me?" Summer did not think that Bruce wanted to send her home for her safety.
Bruce put his hands in his pockets and put on his mask and hat again. He looked like an ordinary
person.
He frowned. "I'm going home."
She didn't hear clearly due to his mask. Summer pointed to the road ahead and said, "Are you going
this way too?"
Bruce didn't want to talk to her anymore and walked past her. Summer followed behind him and
watched him enter the residential quarter and the building where she lived.
At the elevator, Bruce stepped in and said to Summer, who was standing outside, "You don't come in?"
Summer looked at him and walked in. She glanced at the elevator button that Bruce had pressed and
felt shocked.
What a coincidence! Bruce not only lived in the same residential quarter and building as her, he also
lived on the same floor.
Bruce saw that Summer did not press the button and asked her, "Which floor?"
Summer did not say anything. Bruce snorted, "I have seen a lot of women. Do you think I will do
anything to you?"
Summer found his personality and habits were not different from that of ordinary people if she didn't
consider his past.
"I didn't think so. I just felt that it was too coincidental." Summer looked away and stared down at her
feet. Then they kept silent.
When the elevator door opened, they walked out one after the other and walked towards the opposite
direction.
Bruce saw that Summer did not press the button and asked her, "Which floor?"
Summer did not say anything. Bruce snorted, "| have seen a lot of women. Do you think | will do
anything to you?"
Summer found his personality and habits were not different from that of ordinary people if she didn't
consider his past.
"| didn't think so. | just felt that it was too coincidental." Summer looked away and stared down at her
feet. Then they kept silent.
When the elevator door opened, they walked out one after the other and walked towards the opposite
direction.
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