Laid-off guide is a cat wife

A flying pounce hugged Miao Xun, and cuddled with the little wild cat, "Miao Miao, you must be tired from beating people. Are you hungry? Your ears are covered with dust. I'll wipe them off for you."

Lu Yao was about to burst into tears, bowed his head, and passed out.

Xue Fang seemed to look at his colleague with great concern, but what he said was: "Would you like to get rid of him for you? After all, you didn't wear a mask, and he saw your face."

Miao Xun typed: "He knows my identity."

He took a step forward, trying to find Monk from the overturned car, but someone grabbed his arm from behind, turned around, and covered him with hot kisses.

Miao Xun raised his eyebrows, pushed him against the car window glass behind him, and kissed back more violently.

After parting, Xue Fang leaned against the car window, licking his lips, "This is the post-war spiritual guidance of the exclusive guide, and it's the first time I've tried it."

Miao Xun panted lightly, jokingly, and typed to tell him: "Your first performance was terrible."

"That is to say, I need to use you to train a lot, why don't you give me a chance and do it again."

"You have run out of times today, guide." The cat bit his earlobe.

Xue Fang asked seriously: "Can I apply for an overdraft, Mimi Bank?"

The screen displays: "Overdraft rejected."

Customer Xue had no choice but to hold the small note No. 001 and wait for the next loan.

Coming to the side of the overturned armored vehicle, Miao Xun roughly dragged Dr. Monk from the wheelchair.His task is not to snatch Monk, but to cut off Monk's consciousness memory and hand it over to the organization.

He was skillful, piercing the thin probe into the back of Munch's head, looking for the location of the "little green card".Um?Why not?

The information is incorrect.Miao Xun is about to contact Li Wei.Xue Fang put on his gloves and stopped him: "Did you forget that you have a guide?"

"None of your business." The screen was handed to him.

Xue Fang knew that he didn't want to involve himself too much, "Don't worry. I was just trying to get some information out of his head. Where's your blank green card? Take it and stick it on the back of his neck."

Xue put his hands on burning Monk's memory.

Guides, as Sensors, are able to direct and sort out mental processes.Using itself as an information medium to transmit the brain consciousness of the target object into the biochip, this process is called "burning".

The higher the level and spiritual power of the wizard, the better the speed and quality of "burning".

But in this process, the guide must devote himself wholeheartedly, the external defense is weak, and the guide will not "burn" without the guard of the sentinel.

Xue Fang doesn't like to check other people's memories.Some people's brains are like a pond with clear water, and more people are like a stinky ditch, blocked by the stench of all kinds of life.

He closed his eyes, found the weak point of Monk's consciousness, pierced a hole with his mental power, and stuck himself in—

What came to mind was an extremely uncomfortable picture.

A vast vegetable market has a translucent roof, which has turned yellow after being eroded by rain for a long time, which affects the transmission of light.Under the gray filter, there are dense stalls. Every stall owner has the same smile on his face. He is enthusiastic, impatient, and articulately introduces the products in the cage.

The ground under the cage is dirty with all kinds of excrement and smells bad.The stall owners specially arranged for people to wash the ground with water pipes, trying their best to create a better shopping experience for customers, and bought these impending sentries as soon as possible.

——This is a "vegetable market" that sells scrap sentries as poultry or game.

Xue Fang walked slowly in the vegetable market.It is divided into zone A and zone B. The products in zone A have animal ears, and the price is higher. If you buy it, you can pack it for free and deliver it to your door.

In area B, there are some ordinary sentinels, the price is more affordable, and the condition is worse. Several of them are huddled in the corner of the cage, falling into the black hole of the soul, and will die at any time.

In Munch's memory, he walked around the market as No.1, and he could hear many customers and stall owners bargaining.

"...This batch is not fresh anymore, and the market is almost closing, can't it be cheaper?"

"Okay, I'll give you 20 yuan, you pick a good one and take it away, and I'll give you a box of sedatives to make you feel better."

"How long is the shelf life?"

"Don't worry, the goods from my store can be used for at least a month."

"You'd better be. Last time I bought a 'little vixen'. It looked pretty good, but it died on the bed in three days. I was so nervous that I even threw the bed away."

"Tsk tsk, I must have bought 'weekly goods'. Don't worry, our family is all from regular channels, and there are people above~"

"It doesn't work and I will return it."

After the customers left, the stall owner spat a few times, "You are so picky about buying scraps that are about to expire, if you have the ability, go to the next door and buy fresh ones!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the body lying horizontally in the depths of the cage, sighed, opened the lock, shoveled out the dead sentinel with a mini forklift, then sprinkled a handful of food into the rice bowl of the cage impatiently, and other terrified "commodities" " Immediately rush over to grab food.

The stall owner muttered, "Today I'm going to lose money again~" and threw the "expired products" on the garbage dump outside.

The sun is very poisonous, flies are buzzing and flying, and the sentries are like rotten fruits, stacked together, waiting for the garbage truck to clean up in the evening.Xue Fang passively followed his memory and walked over. Beside the large rusty trash can, there was a sentinel with long hairy ears. It had a sign of "Premium Products Today's Special Offer" on it, and it had been dead for a while.

Xue Fang saw his face clearly, and his hairs stood on end, shaking all over——

"Little Mi!!"

Detached from Monk's brain, Xue Fang was writhing with stomach acid, dizzy and nauseated, and his whole body was not well.

Miao Xun put away the "little green card" pasted around Monk's neck.The green card showed that the storage was full, and a large amount of information was transmitted within 10 minutes. What Xue Fang saw by accident only accounted for a small part.

No one could have imagined that in a certain corner of the universe, there is a complete chain of interests for purchasing, selling, and disposing of scrapped Sentinels.The whereabouts of those missing sentinels seems to have the answer.

Miao Xun's reaction was flat.He made a copy of the "little green card", stuffed it into Xue Fang's hand, and typed him: "Take it back and give it to me at night."

Xue Fang squeezed it tightly, lowered his head and leaned against the car, rubbing his temples vigorously.

Miao Xun looked at him, as if he wanted to say something, his lips moved, but he still restrained his expression, turned and left to hand in the task.

They were not in the same camp.No matter which side sees the two of them appearing at the same time, it is not good.

Xue Fang endured the dizziness after the shock of the mental realm, and after the people from the White Tower came to take over, he directly made a report and asked for leave to go home.

When he was taking guidance courses in college, the teacher of "Spiritual Guidance Course" repeatedly emphasized:

"The human brain will be the dirtiest thing you have ever seen. Don't rely on yourself as a guide to trespass on other people's private land. No matter what you see, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Xue Fang got into the white noise room, trying to sort out his mental net and pull off the dirty things stuck to it.

Xiao Mi...why is Xiao Mi...no, it just looks like Xiao Mi...60% similar...

He just wanted to help Lin Yikun find his missing partner, but he didn't expect to touch the darker truth.

Miao Xun...

After stripping away the joy of reunion and the pheromones that burned for three days, Xue Fang's brain finally calmed down.

He was eager to ask Xiaomi:

Why do you lose your memory?

Where are your companions?

Why are you working for the NSA?

Why is someone so similar to you?

……

But Miao Xun didn't come back all night, and Xue fell asleep in the white noise room. When he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

On the fourth day of the wedding, the partner disappeared.

Xue Fang opened the terminal to contact Miao Xun, but found that he had completely forgotten to save the new number.I had no choice but to send a message to Lin Yikun, telling him that he had found a new clue, and it would take time to sort it out, and he would be notified immediately if there was any news.

He washed his face twice to wake up, but the sense of loss still lingered.

passive.

too passive.

He wanted to find freedom for Miao, but he didn't even know the real situation of the other party.

They have a high degree of harmonious matching, physical familiarity, but not much mutual trust.

He wanted to pry open the kitten's mouth and find out what happened.

"Click", the door opened.

The little wild cat, who didn't return home at night, walked in as if nothing had happened, sat opposite him, grabbed his chopsticks, and ate the rice in his bowl.

Xue Fang was silent for a while, then asked with difficulty: "Where did you go last night..."

"Cat" still gave him face, and took the time to type a word:

"You better not ask."

Xue Fang was surprised: "Why can't you ask? I am your exclusive guide, and I care about—"

Miao Xun raised his eyes, smiled brightly and charmingly, "Aren't we in a political marriage, using each other?"

"No..." Xue Fang was a little helpless, "Our relationship is not that simple..."

Miao Xun: "You like me very much, right?"

Xue Fang stretched his fingers, his face slowly swelled, and he nodded, "I like it."

"Why do you like it?"

Xue Fang answered without hesitation: "We have a very high degree of compatibility and compatibility, and you are very cute..."

"Cat" put down his chopsticks lazily, and stared at him with his chin on his hands, "You like cats very much."

Xue Fang choked, wanted to speak, but couldn't refute.

He does like cats.But I prefer Miao Xun.

"I'm perfect, for you." Miao Xun quickly typed, "You are an elderly guide, and you have never had a partner before. But I am young, enthusiastic, good-looking, and a big cat, perfect for your partner all fantasies."

Although he was right, Xue Fang always felt that something was wrong, "It's not..."

"Where is it not?" Miao Xun dominated the conversation.

Xue Fang took a deep breath, thought and thought, and told him by feeling: "You are not perfect. At least in my eyes, you are not perfect."

Miao Xun's expression changed slightly, and he put away his cynicism.

"You have changeable emotions, hot and cold, paranoid and crazy, sometimes sweet, more often cold. It is difficult to have a sense of trust in people, and most of the things you say are against your heart. But I like you like this. The more perfect you are, the more fake you are, the broken you are the real and fresh ones."

Xue Fang said these words, as if he had exhausted all his strength.He didn't look at Miao Xun's expression, for fear that the other person's face would be disappointed.

Suddenly, his chair was pulled out, and "Cat" sat close to him, stroked his neck with one hand, and typed with the other:

"Last night I went to deal with something related to what you saw yesterday."

Xue Fang's heart slowly warmed up, "Did you go to save them?"

"Yes."

"Do you need help?"

"not needed for now."

"That's what's needed later."

It is rare for Miao Xun not to be loose, but to type seriously and ask:

"What about you, do you need me now?"

Xue Fang raised his head, and his nasal cavity was inexplicably sore. This sentence sounded like soothing. He buried his head in the chest of "cat" and said in a muffled voice:

"I need it, I need it, I need it right now."

Talking to a sentinel who is 9 years younger than me like this is very wrong.

But Xue Fang couldn't control himself.

He waited for more than three months, and the result of waiting was in front of him. Although he simply got married, he completely forgot about him.

The "cat" closed and pushed the door, walked over swaying, locked him in the chair with his body, and ate him slowly, steadily, and gently.

The guide hugged his neck tightly, his eyes were red, and he choked up and asked, "Who allowed you to forget me?"