Bizarre beater

Fyodor was first surprised that the neighbor didn't seem to be as socially unsocial as he thought, and then judged from the blurry image that the dark-haired man was a policeman.

The bodies of the two people protrude from the broken Ferris wheel, and they seem to be looking at the sky together.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

Due to various considerations, he did not want Party B, Yunhe, to get close to the police.

So next, I checked the previous records of the nearby monitoring.

There is a bomber who has been against the police all the year round and has been extorting money. He asked the police officer in charge of dismantling bombs to go on the Ferris wheel with the delivery man, but activated the bomb ahead of time.

Deliver food.

It seems that the new job is very simple.

As long as it has nothing to do with prediction or cause and effect, it won't cause too much damage to his plan.

Mr. Tuosi felt relieved a little and planned to continue working, but Yunhe, the second party in the monitoring, had a new movement at this moment.

The young man took out his mobile phone and seemed to be calling someone.

To put it an exaggeration, this was the first time he saw the other party calling - he hadn't even connected to the phone before.

He often suspects that the other party's call records only include calls with him, and their conversation only includes the time and dishes of dinner.

All software notifications on this person’s computer and mobile phone have been turned off, which belongs to extreme social indifference (not social phobia, because it is natural to talk to people, and it can even be called a good talker, but it is just lack of enthusiasm).

Fyodor was a little curious as to whom the other party was calling.

The next moment, his cell phone rang.

It was for him.

"Good morning, Mr. Neighbor."

The other party greeted him politely and eagerly.

Probably there is something else that needs his help.

Fyodor, who was getting used to it, said, "Good morning."

"The thing is like this, I changed a new job, and when I was delivering food, I thought a spicy crab was very delicious, so I ordered a copy and planned to take it back to share with you around ten o'clock. This way, I can have lunch after eating, But I seem to be delayed by something now, can I trouble you to get it? You can eat first, just leave some for me. "

Every time the neighbors ask him for help, they always have the same style—it’s not a big deal, most of them can be done easily, and it won’t cause him any big loss or have anything to do with himself.

Then he has a sincere attitude and will sincerely thank you, saying that if anyone can help, he can mention it casually.

He doesn't have the habit of letting others interfere in his own affairs, and pays great attention to confidentiality, so he has been giving free... , now even a bit of a waste of time for him)

Mr. Tosi reflected on his past connivance and good talk, and then said: "Okay. When will you be back?"

"About eleven o'clock."

The console of the Ferris wheel was blown up, so Party B, Yunhe, is now trapped at the highest point with Mr. Police, waiting for the helicopter to pick it up.

Of course he could escape directly through any door, but it would be unreasonable to leave the other party here alone, and the prisoner is still fleeing, so he prepared to confirm that the other party left safely before leaving.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Fyodor decided to go out to see how the plan was going.

He is very optimistic about this new project.

It was a handsome blond guy with a darker complexion who drove a helicopter to pick him up.

"You came so late, your level has fallen behind."

Officer Matsuda complained to the visitor.

Toru Amuro complained with a grim expression: "I'm so good at running, no wonder I have escaped arrest for so many years... I almost ran into the nearest mission target."

In fact, things like catching prisoners don't require him to step in. He is theoretically performing a latent mission now.

But he was always restless.

Although Matsuda and the others have survived to this day, if the fugitive is not caught, he will be worried about what will happen to Matsuda and Hagiwara.

But now that the other party has been shot dead by the people of the black organization, the heart disease should be removed.

[If you are willing to accept my help, things will be much easier. 】

Toru Amuro still didn't choose to explore the voice that had often appeared in his ears since his rebirth.

Party B Yunhe is laughing at the system.

Because the system just asked him very incomprehensibly, why would someone reject a super powerful system and try to hand it over to the country many times.

The blond police officer who came to pick them up was actually another host of the system.

However, because the other party often did not cooperate with the work, and revealed to others that he had a system, and wanted professionals to strip the system out for research, his memory was deleted many times.

In his understanding, he is currently in a semi-retirement state, not working but madly embarrassing the boss.

Allies, this is it!

【...Your situation is different from his. I advise you not to think about those dangerous things.No one can do anything to me, and that includes you. 】

From the moment he chose to log in to the system, he was no longer the same person as himself in the original world.

"His" life still goes on.

But Yunhe, the second party, is just a person with the same soul and an entity composed of data.

If there is a problem with the login platform of the system, it will cease to exist.

In other words, he will never be able to resign in his life.

Gee.

Since everyone is a family, why not pay him more?

The system ignored him.

He rejected Officer Matsuda's proposal to let him board the plane first, but asked for the private contact information of the blonde officer, opened any door and left.

Although Party A of the third order passed away, the money was paid in advance, so it went smoothly to the account of Party B, Yunhe.

It is half of the rich woman in the first order.

The next three orders were nothing serious, just food delivery.

On the contrary, the rewards are very few, the same as the usual price of food delivery.

Since he didn't need to go anywhere, he didn't raise any objections.

After delivering six orders, it was almost eleven o'clock.

The last order was at the beach in Yokohama, and he received a big octopus from a fisherman's client (I don't know how it was caught, but it looks okay).

He happily decided to go home for dinner.

At noon, I eat spicy crab octopus balls takoyaki and seafood porridge.

Mr. Neighbor has already brought back the spicy crab, but it is not moved, just put on the table.

Rarely not working, but sitting on the sofa reading a book.

He seemed to be in a very happy mood, his crow-colored eyelashes were drooping, his purple eyes were filled with a cool light, and there was a devilish evil in his elegance.

It is quite different from the setting of the usual kind Russians, probably because he always behaves as others need.

Like a friendly neighbor.

Party B Yunhe thought of Mr. Detective's reminder.

Maybe he really should pay attention to safety, unless the system is willing to add some defenses to him.

"Huh?" Fyodor noticed that there was suddenly an extra person in the room, raised his head and saw Party B Yunhe, and blinked.

He explained embarrassingly: "This... the new job has given a random door, and its positioning is somewhat problematic. Once opened, it will arrive at your home. I'm sorry to disturb you."

The other party still chose to forgive him: "It's okay, I'm just reading."

Because of this, he always pushes forward.

Mr. Yunhe, who had a deep reflection on himself, went into the neighbor's kitchen to prepare lunch—since he started cooking next door, he didn't even have to wipe the sink by himself, hehe.

At noon, the topic of the two revolved around the Greek myth that Mr. Tosi had read just now.

"What does Yunhe think of Pandora's Box?"

"It might have been empty at first." Yunhe bit the crab's pincers, licked the sauce on it, and threw away the shredded meat after eating up. "In the words of nihilism, sin is not transmitted by God. What is in the world is born from the heart of a person.”

Pandora's box hides all the evils in the world - such as arrogance, jealousy, greed, which are judged as sins.

The world has been getting worse and worse since Pandora's box was opened.

So who put these things in it?

The Greek gods... are the most undisguised and arrogant of human beings.

Fyodor, who ate with gloves on to prevent his hands from getting smelly, took off his gloves, bit his fingertips by accident, and found that the gloves were useless, and his hands still smelled of sauce.

It took him a while to realize what he was doing, and immediately pretended to be thinking normally, and said with a smile: "So even if you throw an empty Pandora's box into the crowd, they will fill it up themselves."

"It's very philosophical." Yunhe praised him, but he didn't have the heart to discuss philosophy with others because the lunch was too delicious, so he chose to bury his head in cooking.

His delusional attempts to understand the minds of philosophers and thinkers were probably only when he was thinking about his final exams.

He has graduated for many years and just wants to be a happy fool.

After taking a nap until four o'clock, the happy worker was ready to deliver the remaining four orders.

The requirement is to pack a dine-in meal from the canteen of the Port Mafia and send it to the basement.

He opened any door with his front foot, and a person who didn't have time to see clearly stuffed a leaflet into his hand with his back foot, and then ran away.

""Port Mafia Visiting Handbook": Dear visitor, welcome to the tallest building in the city - the Port Mafia Headquarters Building. Here is the most vicious mafia team in Yokohama, and every member is a talent. I hope you It is a pleasure to experience. Please observe the following rules after you enter the confines of the port mafia headquarters..."