Criminal: I Love Criminals!
Who Are You, Morgan?

Forget Morgan, Isabella.

Your relationship will not work, Isabella. Morgan's life is not as simple as you think.he is a complex person with all the problems. The Morgan you know is not the real one.

When I got home, I ruffled the room looking for a book I still remember what it looked like, the cover was red and not too thick. in addition, I also searched for a notebook where Morgan continued his work, but I also did not find it, too,

"Did Morgan keep it? but where is it?"

I wandered around until I looked in the locker where he often kept things that I rarely held. one by one I opened, but I did not find it. I was met again with Dessert Eagle, Dessert Eagle, the deadly black elegant.

if I remember this gun is really very sacred, attached to the story of the meeting between me and Morgan. Then I take the gun and I look at each inch, he said, until finally in my head directly connected the situation with the other situation.

“Dessert Eagle..” from the shape of this gun is not a random gun that can be owned by a homeless robber like Morgan. let alone not just about the design, just about the design, I also remember when Morgan explained the details of this firearm. “It was Desert Eagle, a deadly pistol made abroad. With magnum bullets that can besides stab can also create explosions on targets.”.

made abroad, and the impact of it.. clearly this is not a careless and cheap object, how can a Morgan can have it? and again I remember when Morgan taught me how to shoot.he was able to explain his weapon in great detail, as if he really understood the ins and outs of his weapon. isn't it that a criminal doesn't need that understanding, the important thing is to be able to shoot and threaten.just like that, right?

Dessert eagle with recoil and weight can not be said “Easy to use”. Even people who are used to shooting are not necessarily able to restore their shooting position after shooting quickly and accurately. Oh yes, long-time use can cause injury. And the bullets used by Deagle are very expensive, can be 10 times the price of ordinary bullets. Therefore, because of this expensive price, not many people use it, because it cannot exercise often. With the same amount of money, people can practice shooting 10 times more by using a standard gun such as a glock, for example. In conclusion, this Deagle is not the best gun, as you might think. But yes, I admit this Deagle looks really cool with its size and destructive power.

when teaching me to shoot, Morgan said that Bullets from dessert eagles are very expensive because of their size and damage, more than the price of 10 ordinary bullets. rarely people who use it for training, he said, but why is Morgan even training me to use a dessert eagle? whereas when the practice of robbing directly at the supermarket he instead gave me another revolver gun.he looked ordinary when the short barrel firearms I used continuously for training. until I realized that the bullet was never empty.Where could Morgan buy and stockpile the bullet? do homeless robbers seem to be able to afford those expensive bullets?

my heart was pounding while thousands of questions filled my brain, I was so scared as in the thousands of sembilu. now I realize something, when my eyes turned to look around, every corner of his room. no cheap stuff, all branded stuff.

from the beginning I have said, when I first came to this house, the bed was the same as mine in the house.The other thing again was when he accepted to pick me up, he said, he invites me to shop for necessities, such as mattresses, clothes, to mobile phones.all of it is not cheap.if only rob from small places such as supermarkets and others still may not be enough to shop that much.

Lately, Morgan had never gone out at night to steal.I turned my eyes to the side, right at the twelve red rose stalks I had stacked on Morgan's study table. these roses were very expensive, whereas Morgan a few days earlier did not go stealing. or if he stole these flowers, why could there be greeting cards from his shop straight away.

Happy Valentines Day, Isabella.

may the love between us never die, my love flower...

I was silent, while thousands of regrets were raging in my heart. Why don't I have any sensitivity towards you, Morgan? why didn't I realize all this awkwardness from the start? I pay too much attention to you, I focus too much on the way I get your love so that I don't care about anything else but you. My heart seems to loose, aren't we so close, Morgan? other than my identity, what other mysteries are hidden between us?

anxiety rules me. However, I could do nothing but stand staring in front of his room locker, in a roast of anxiety and sadness.

"I'm sorry, I'm old" he whispered in my ear.

I just kept quiet, then opened the clutches of her palms in my eyes. I turned back, she smiled, very sweet. wearing clothes like I witnessed when I first met her, she said, when he helped me out of David. His black t-shirt looked Macho once. Is this his flagship outfit?

"Why is the room so messy, Bella? did something happen?"?

"No, no. I'm just looking for something!"

"What's? can I help you find him?"

she looked at me, smiling, and I looked back at her, but with a cold face, to see her reaction.

then he turned around and took something behind his body, and it was time he took out the secret object, released like a magician who gave a surprise to the audience.

"Look! The thing you asked for, the electric oven" he said with a face.

I kept looking at her, though this time it was not as cold as before, while she became silent and seemed confused, "Isabella? is something wrong? you don't like this? wanna replace? or do you already have other oven options that you like? tell me, let me buy you some more, okay?"

honestly I can't bear to do this to you Morgan, silencing you like this is the same as hurting myself as well. I'm like on a prick, hit, and in Palu. I put my eyes down, I put my eyes down, in the oven in his hand.

oven with a famous brand, with new advanced technology in the promo right this month. even better than mine at home.where did you get the money? steal? Ha..ha is definitely not, right?

"Morgan, if you really love me, then I hope there are no lies between us, so please tell me, who are you?" I said.

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