King of 25 Cubs

Fukuchi Sakura flicked the photo: "Tell me, what's going on?"

What should I say?Do you want to explore the origin and future development trend of uncle and sister-in-law literature?

Even if you think about it, it is impossible to say that!

If it is really a lie, it needs tens of thousands of sentences to complete it.

But as the king of two or five boys, there is no lie in this world that I can't lie to!

I quickly considered my words in my mind, and said slowly: "I don't know who he is, but he approached me on his own initiative."

Police officer Kazami didn't seem to believe me: "When he approached you, didn't you notice something was wrong?"

I spread my hands and said sincerely:

"I was hit with a sap at that time, and my memory was knocked out. I couldn't even remember my last name. When I was panicking, a handsome white-haired guy suddenly appeared. He has a beautiful skin and an interesting soul at the same time. , not only gave me a place to live, but also made me happy every day tirelessly, who would not be tempted to meet such a person?"

I turned my head and looked at Fudi Sakurachi: "If you lose your memory and are picked up by a gentle and beautiful girl, that girl will take good care of your life and give you a warm home, will you be tempted?"

Fukuchi Sakura pinched her chin and fell into thought: "Don't tell me, it's really tempting... If it's a girl who doesn't dislike my farting, then I'll be even more tempted."

"..."

The fat and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders, why don't you consider Deputy Chief Yezi?

I turned to look at Chief Farming and Mr. Ango: "What do you two think? Will you be tempted?"

The farming chief stroked his shiny bald head and agreed with me: "Is it still a person if you don't want to be tempted? Even if the old man has lost all his hair, he still wants to have an affair."

I nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, as long as there is love, it is happy to shave your head together."

Mr. Anwu kept a straight face, trying his best to suppress the desire to complain.

I looked at Toru Amuro again, and saw the police uncle sitting quietly, and said calmly: "Don't be tempted, my lover is the country."

"..." I said with a blank expression, "You are really a role model for me."

Police officer Kazami showed the same expression as Mr. Ango who wanted to complain.

I suddenly discovered that all the excellent Tucao servants wear glasses, and maybe the glasses are the true identity of the Tucao servants.

It's a pity that there is no way to experience this police officer Kazami's ability to complain, so I can only bring the topic back with regret:

"I thought life in the future would be like a fairy tale, where the prince and princess lived happily together. Unfortunately, not long after, I accidentally learned the clues of my biological father from Gogol, and at the same time, I understood that this person approached me. Because of my biological father."

"I suspect he knew my biological father."

I turned my head and looked at Fudi Yingchi again: "I told you before that my biological father worked in the winery, and now this Gogol appeared in the winery and became a 'lambic'. I think that the relationship between us In other words, there may be some connection between Gogol and my biological father."

I tweaked the causality a bit, intentionally blurring when I joined the winery.

After all, on the side of the police, I joined the winery as an undercover agent when I was 14 years old; on the side of the military police, I only joined the winery when I disappeared.

Ah, there is also a secret service here who has no idea that I have anything to do with the winery.

Although Mr. Ango's expression doesn't show any abnormality now, I think...if nothing happens, he will definitely talk to me in the future.

I have to think about what to say to him. If the three parties reach a cooperation, there is a high probability that the Secret Service will send an undercover agent to the winery. Then I will not be able to hide from the Secret Service that I entered the winery when I was 14.

Alas, multiple spies are not a human job.

I thought about it, and decided to throw another bomb|bomb: "This Gogol, he is also related to the Russian devil-Dostoevsky."

All eyes were on me again in an instant.

"The reason why I was missing for three months was because someone hit me with a sap. This person was my high school classmate—to be precise, the devil pretended to be my classmate. He contacted me first, and while I was relaxing When I was vigilant, I lost my memory, and then I was picked up by Gogol... From this, it can be seen that the two are probably together."

"Devil?" Fukuchi Sakura recalled for a moment: "Ah, I remembered, your master asked me for a customs surveillance video, no wonder..."

It turned out to be the video I asked for from you.

I said.

Toru Amuro raised his eyebrows and asked a very sharp question: "Have you ever thought about why these people come to you one after another?"

"It's all because my sister-in-law is too beautiful."

I said bitterly and deeply.

Toru Amuro: "???"

In short, in the end they concluded that the reason why the two Russian criminals came to me was probably related to my father.

Knocking me out of amnesia and bringing me with me is to take me as a hostage to confirm whether my biological father is still alive; and Gogol joined the winery, possibly to find what my biological father left behind.

As for what they are looking for, there are too few clues at present, and there is no conclusion yet.

Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered one thing.

I eavesdropped on the conversation between Fei Jia and his subordinates in the bar before, and they mentioned a word——

"Book." I tapped the palm of my hand: "The thing they are looking for is 'book'."

This is all rounded up!

Could it be that they approached me because of that "book" that even I don't know what it is?

What makes me feel amazing is that most of what I said were lies, but there seemed to be a pair of hands in the dark that helped me round everything up.

Thinking of what I saw in the memory fragments, I fell into confusion again.

So is this a credit to the "script"?

"Book?" Mr. Ango and Chief Farming looked at each other and asked me, "What book?"

"To be honest, I don't know." I shook my head, and said in a solemn tone, "It's because I heard this that I was beaten with a sap."

I basically confessed everything I could. In the end, the police, military police, and the Secret Service Division reached a cooperation, and the Secret Service Division decided to send investigators to undercover the winery.

I suddenly felt that the winery was even worse.

Fake wine is easy to catch, so the boss of the winery should eat more peanuts.

On the military and police side, they will focus on investigating my father's life and relationships.

After the meeting, Fukuji Sakurachi left me alone.

"According to the rules, you should avoid suspicion as a related person. However, because your family situation is relatively complicated, and you are Fukuzawa Yukichi's disciple, I trust you. You can handle this task yourself."

I gave a military salute and said solemnly, "I will never let you down!"

When I left the military and police headquarters, I was stopped by Tiaoye Caiju again.

He stood leaning against the wall gracefully, with his arms folded around his chest, showing that kind of smiling and unkind expression: "Gaosui, I don't seem to have asked you before, how were you during the three months you disappeared?" not bad?"

Thinking of the specious words he said before the meeting, I walked away from him with a look of vigilance.

"Why do you ask this?"

"It's nothing." Tiaoye Caiju changed the subject: "By the way, that Matilda, you really don't plan to get him back?"

After a pause, he added in a kind tone: "After all, I really want to compare myself with him."

"..."

What's wrong with this man?

I raised my eyebrows: "It seems that you are very confident in your size?"

"Yes." Tiaoye Caiju emphasized his tone, and nodded in a serious manner: "Very confident."

I scratched my head and said with a wooden face: "Then I'll contact Matilda and ask his opinion. If he agrees, he will contact you directly... I'll leave first if there's nothing else to do."

"One more thing, have you finished reading the Braille book that I borrowed from you?"

"Didn't you ask last time?" I showed a suspicious expression: "I haven't finished reading it. If you find it useful, I'll return it to you first."

"Did I ask? Ah, maybe I forgot."

Tiaoye Caiju said casually: "Let it go to you first, I won't need it."

He said the same thing as last time, turned around and left before I did.

Not quite understanding what he meant at the end, I left the military and police headquarters in a daze, and quickly called the Cowherd shop I had been to before.

"Hey, who is the most powerful little brother in your store? My friend is in need."

The store manager hesitated: "This... Miss, we don't provide this kind of service."

"He's rich."

Hearing this sentence, the store manager's attitude immediately changed: "There are plenty of 'Da Qi' little brothers, what size does your friend want?"

"The bigger the better, I'll give you my friend's phone number. By the way, my friend has special hobbies. When the little brother in your store calls, he must call himself Matilda, otherwise he won't pay..."

·

After leaving the military and police headquarters, I made another trip to the library stronghold of the Ability Secret Service Division.

I cleared my throat: "Mr. Anwu."

Mr. Anwu's glasses reflected the light, and he said in a solemn tone: "What's going on with you and the winery?"

Considering that the investigators of the Secret Service are about to go undercover in the winery, it is impossible to hide the fact that I joined the winery when I was 14 years old.

As a government official, I violated orders and ran undercover in other organizations without even reporting it. To put it mildly, it was me trying to figure out my own background, which is understandable.

But on a bigger scale, those colleagues who don’t like me and want to step on me can use this to accuse me of betraying the government and forging evidence to frame me as colluding with criminal organizations.After all, they are all thousand-year-old foxes, playing Liaozhai within the rules, one by one.

The former may be held accountable, and the heaviest punishment is demerits; the latter is a crime of dereliction of duty, and there are still tears behind bars.

So tell the truth, but not the whole story.

"Do you know Matilda? In fact, he was my informant at the beginning. I once asked him to pretend to be me and go to the winery as an undercover agent. But when I was missing, he quit and went to Hong Kong ...to seduce a rival in love."

The "informant" is the best protection, because the identity of the informant has always been kept secret.

"Matilda has too much personality." Mr. Anwu frowned, and commented: "It's hard to control, and it's not suitable to be an informant."

"Isn't it because he had a crush on me, so I took advantage of this feeling." I said with a bitter face, "I didn't expect the car to overturn, and he turned into the arms of his rival."

As if thinking of something, Mr. Anwu's expression twisted, and he asked me again: "Why did you send him to the winery as an undercover agent?"

I rubbed my nose: "Two years ago, I accidentally found clues about my biological father in the old documents of the Secret Service Division. He used to be a member of the winery, but he disappeared later. In order to investigate my life experience, so..."

"Where is that document?"

"I don't know how much dust fell into a file bag at the bottom of the press box in the reference room."

After that, the two of us went to the reference room, and searched for a long time in the location in my memory, but found nothing.

The expressions of Mr. Ango and I became serious at the same time, and we must have thought of something.

"There are two possibilities for data theft, one is stolen by outsiders; the other is..."

I exchanged glances with Mr. Anwu, and I said in a deep voice, "There is a ghost in Corey."

Mr. Ango's thoughtful eyes fell on me.

I froze for a moment, then shook my head subconsciously: "It's not me!"

"I didn't say it was you." Mr. Anwu said angrily, "I was thinking, if the ghost stole this information, it was obviously for you."

"If you want to know the content of the document, there is no need to steal it. This document is only related to you. If it is found to be lost, you will be the first to be suspected."

I was puzzled and said, "It's just an old and unimportant document. Even if I stole it, I won't be punished for it."

"That's true."

Mr. Ango was also puzzled.

After thinking for a moment, I said slowly: "Unless..."

Mr. Ango: "Unless?"

"Unless someone has a crush on my biological father."

I suddenly felt that the possibility was very high, and said excitedly, "It's like a star chaser who collects celebrity endorsement posters, a Two-dimensional person who buys grain, and a stamp collector who likes stamps!"

Mr. Ango: "..."

In the end, Mr. Anwu and I spent a whole night fast-forwarding through the monitoring in the reference room for two years.

The video did get cut, and not long after I saw that file.I tried to restore, but unfortunately the time was too long, and I couldn't get back the original video.

This matter can only be put on hold temporarily, but the security level of the reference room has been raised several levels by Mr. Ango.

When I got off the first tram in the morning and was walking home in the morning light, I suddenly felt someone following me.

According to the opponent's nimble movements and barely audible footsteps, he should be a good assassin.

I yawned.

I'm so sleepy, I want to go home and sleep...

I rubbed my eyes and dragged the man around the block with heavy steps, finally blocking him at the end of the alley.

"Who sent you here?"

I yawned again, drooped my sleepy eyelids, and looked at the other party listlessly——

Dressed in black, with a mask covering his face, his long hair was tied up, and his eyes were sharp.

It should be a girl.

It looks pretty sassy, ​​but a little familiar.

The other party held two daggers and looked at me like a formidable enemy: "I saw you walking with Mr. Dazai yesterday."

I blinked my eyes: "Sure enough, it's a girl."

The voice sounds very cute and sweet, which is completely opposite to the outfit of this ruthless killer.

She disappeared on the spot in an instant, and appeared in front of me in the next second, with the dagger pressed against my neck threateningly: "Who are you to Mr. Dazai?"

Could it be that this girl likes Dazai, so she was jealous when she saw me walking with him?

Then you should go to Dazai, why are you looking for me?

I unhappily held out two fingers.

"Don't move... eh?!!"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide.

I held the dagger between my fingers, turned my wrist, and easily disarmed the other party's weapon

To be honest, this kind of threat is like a child playing with a toy knife in my eyes, without any sense of crisis, but it makes me more sleepy.

I tossed the dagger up and down, and asked her leisurely, "Who are you from Dazai?"

The girl seemed a little tangled and confused, as if she didn't know what to say.

In the end, she closed her eyes as if death was at home, and said in a deep voice, as if she was about to kill her: "He is...he is my father."

"???"

I was silent for a long time, then asked her curiously: "Then what is your mother's name?"

She tidied up her messy clothes and said solemnly, "My mother's name is Matilda."

I:"……"

At this moment, I finally saw clearly the extremely dazzling white English letters printed on the girl's chest clothes——

【MDZZ】

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