Daily Life at Conan Undercover Distillery

Jiang Yizhi touched the crumpled banknotes on his body.

"How do I give you the money?" He let out a sigh of relief, stood up, looked down at his watch, put the phone in his pocket temporarily, and asked curiously, "Put a bank card? Or just give cash directly ?"

The system is a stupid thing, and it is still living in his mind unreasonably at present. He can't open his head and put money directly into his Tianling Gai.

How bloody.

The system also pondered for a second.

It didn't particularly want money just now. Those few words were completely said. After all, it is actually a program in essence, and it is a more advanced program. It is very simple to automatically pry open the app, get a cracked version or directly copy all the files in these apps.

No need to spend money at all.

But Jiang Yizhi's mental activity just now was a little too pitiful.

It was as if someone finally cared about him in two lifetimes. It just made a few apps for the convenience of the host, but from the psychological activities of Jiang Yizhi that it had just obtained through the app permissions it had just obtained, it seemed that it did. What a big deal.

That kind of emotional fluctuation is a little too strong.

It was like the flood was about to break down the embankment, and the water was about to burst. Although it was finally held down by reason and the water surface was calm again, this was the first time the system had seen such a strong electrocardiogram in Jiang Yizhi's heart.

It did not answer Jiang Yizhi's question, but considered it for a while, [Host. 】

[This world is still very beautiful. You see, the sky is blue, the autumn grass is fragrant, and wonderful things are always on the way. Don't stick to the past, we must integrate into this era, grasp the pulse of the era, and then shine in this era! 】

Jiang Yizhi was used to the words thrown out inexplicably by it. As he walked away, he responded: "It makes sense, it's a good point."

——It makes sense, but I didn't see you raising your eyebrows.

The system has also become accustomed to Jiang Yizhi's reaction, and is not discouraged. Anyway, it firmly believes that he has talked a lot, and sooner or later, Jiang Yizhi will be influenced by his attitude of loving life and peace.

It changed the subject: [By the way, you can transfer the money directly to the system backpack. 】

[I'll try to see if I can accept it. 】

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No one else was around, so Jiang Yizhi had no need to retain some strength. He was lying on the roof of a high-rise building alone, holding an M82 sniper rifle that passed through the organization, sniping at a distance of 800 meters.

This kind of distance is really hanging in his previous life. Long-range sniping is a skill that is very suitable for people at the right time and place. It requires huge mental arithmetic skills. It is easy to get started, but it is difficult to get started. a lot.

Everything is subject to Ke Xue.

It's like he threw a throwing knife at the bodyguard who was about to climb out of the fire last night. In reality, there is almost no way to achieve it, but in the world of Ke Xue, it can be done.

The bodyguards employed by Tamaru Sanxiong are all in the same security company, but if it is not a large-scale mission, they rarely meet each other. Like Tamaru Sanxiong, they employ more than a dozen people at the same time, and there are still very few customers who are stupid and have a lot of money.

And it's not work time now.

As a result, the bodyguards are like gypsophila scattered in Tokyo. They have to be found and killed.

——This is also the reason why Jiang Yizhi didn't kill all the bodyguards at the trading site while it was hot last night.

Most of the bodyguards and Mitsuo Tamaru had left, and it was a bit tiring to find them again.

Three headshots.

mission completed.

Putting the sniper rifle back in his backpack, Jiang Yizhi bought a lunch box at a nearby convenience store and sent messages to Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai.

The content of the post is the same, two English letters: OK.

After a while, he also received two messages successively in his mobile phone information.

It also means that the task has been completed.

As expected of an undercover agent, the business is reliable.

Jiang Yizhi praised in his heart, he was actually quite curious about Amuro's state at the moment.

Killed someone the Japanese police might be investigating.

As a police officer, she was forced to cause trouble for the police because of her undercover status.

Akai Shuuichi is not under any pressure. The only thing he may worry about is the negotiation between the FBI and Japan. After all, he is not a pure Japanese. But Amuro Toru...

I don't know what Amuro was thinking.

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The next time is very regular.

The rest of the tasks are not under his control, and other people will be organized to take over.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yizhi went straight back to his villa in Mihua Town. He bought a lot of books in the bookstore for learning how to cook, as well as a lot of miscellaneous condiments, an oven, an egg beater, I plan to learn to bake and cook when I have time.

No way, the apartment's kitchen is too small to be used.

Fortunately, the time is still 1992. The large-scale homicide in Tokyo happened after Kudo Shinichi went to high school. UU Reading www.uukanshu. Com is now relatively safe for the time being, and even the flow of time is normal.

The last period of calm is about to come to Rice Flower Town.

Back at the villa, Jiang Yizhi was warmly welcomed by the housekeeper and the maid. He put down all the things he bought, took a shower, and changed into his home clothes.

The housekeeper was moving his purchases into the living room one by one.

Winter is coming.

In two months, it will be Christmas, followed by the Japanese New Year. A green Christmas tree has been placed in the living room in advance. The tree is covered with colorful decorations and small lights, causing the branches and leaves to droop down, as if bearing the unbearable weight of life.

The top of the tree wears a red Christmas hat, on which the maid made a purple-pink bow out of cardboard. The pink-red and green were mixed together to form a peculiar aesthetic structure.

Japan still takes Christmas very seriously.

Jiang Yizhi lowered his head and slowly helped the housekeeper put the oven into the kitchen, when he heard the old man next to him carefully ask, "How is your health recently, young master?"

Jiang Yizhi paused: "It's good."

"Yeah, I knew you would get better slowly." The old housekeeper said with relief, "You can still write articles! It's amazing! I read the novel you wrote, it's really good, young people should That way, be lively."

Jiang Yizhi responded with a smile.

"You'd better go home." The housekeeper said, "If I live outside and no one takes care of me, I always feel uneasy."

He pointed to the bento that Jiang Yizhi bought at the convenience store at noon today, but he didn't have time to eat, and sighed, "You can't eat these things all the time, right? If Mr. and Mrs. were here, they would also feel distressed."