The Not-So-Wonderful Notes of the Eternals

Recently, there was a news about the death of a policeman on the front line of chasing criminals. Amidst the noises of Fugo and Naranga, I was enjoying my breakfast while reading the newspaper.Bucciarati has basically gained a firm foothold in this city, and he can handle it with ease no matter it is a gray area or a black area.The pressures of being on the edge of life make a young man grow up so fast, and the life of a gang member is kind of pathetic and downright scary.

Of course, I also grew up, not as good as Bugarati.My substitute made me do any dangerous things with a relatively high error tolerance rate, so I am not as good at fighting as the other members of the team, but I am more daring to trade injuries for injuries and lives for lives. I suggest normal people not to learn from me.

The next step for Bugarati is to become a cadre, right?Do I need to assassinate Polpo...

Ah, by the way, after finishing work today, go to the police station to see Apache. The policeman who died seems to be from this area, and Apache should be familiar with him.

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"Are you looking for Sergeant Apache? Sorry, he's resigned."

"Ah? Then do you know where he lives?" I was surprised, is Apache the one who would give up his dream of being a police officer because of the death of his colleague?

Sadly, the police also don't know where Apache lives, and he disappeared after he resigned.

Oh, what a pity.I hope he can find a good job in the future and live a safe and comfortable life.

……

Ahhhhhhhhhh why did he get mixed up with Bugarati!

Apache, you, a policeman, resigned to become a member of a gang, did you want to obtain enthusiastic information and then take us away!

I think my expression should be the same as seeing a ghost, otherwise Apache's face can't be so smelly as if we broke up ten or twenty times in a row.

"Agustine, you don't have to react so much." Nalanga tugged on my sleeve, telling me not to stand stupidly and sit down.I'm actually in shock right now as if I ate this carton of chocolate chip cookies raw, Apache joins the gang?Why?

Sitting in a chair and watching Bugarati introduce new members to everyone, I still find it ridiculous that he is a righteous kid who has wanted to be a policeman since he was a teenager... However, it has nothing to do with me.Thinking of this, I am at peace. It doesn’t matter what kind of enthusiasm becomes. It doesn’t matter whether Apache likes to be a policeman or a gang member. As long as it doesn’t delay Bugarati’s wish and my life, it doesn’t matter what they like.

Oh yes, I think Apache's current hairstyle is not as refreshing as the short hair before.And I must make him quit drinking.

I don't know when Apache became addicted to alcohol, but among the three kids in the team, only Mista is about to turn eighteen, and the other two are far from old enough to drink.Besides, drinking is a mistake, this thing can only make people have a short-term false happiness. After waking up the next day, the desperate situation will not change at all, and everything will only get worse in the hangover headache.

"Why do you care about me?" Apache was very dissatisfied with my restriction on his drinking, but it's my business if I want to help, and it's none of my business whether he accepts it or not.Apache's stand-in is not violent, and even if he continues to be a policeman, he will become an excellent criminal policeman in time. This non-violent stand-in will hardly stop me from interfering with his drinking—even if he fights for his physical fitness I can't beat him, and Apache won't kill me just because I stop him from drinking. Of course, even if he kills him, he won't pose a threat to me.

"Can't it just be the love from my teammates?" I hid the bottle behind me, this guy is really tall, I suspect he is almost 1.9 meters, "There are still minors, at least I have been Police, don't take the child with you!"

There was a strange silence at the dining table, and Apache's face was even more distorted than my runaway stand-in for a moment.The shadow of nearly 1.9 meters cornered me, and at that moment I felt that his fist was about to come down.When Fugo couldn't help but speak, Apache turned and left the restaurant, and I, who was close to the wall, slid down the wall until I sat on the floor. Wow... I really thought he was going to punch me just now.

Well, well, I'm too much.I'm really sorry for hurting my teammates' hearts by talking nonsense because I didn't know why he resigned.Fortunately, Apache is not a narrow-minded person, and he came back when he got angry. After apologizing to each other, we calmly discussed this issue again, and agreed that we would never cause infighting within the team again.

Bugarati nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, don't let this happen to you two again."

Apaki and I looked at each other and reached an agreement on not making Bugarati angry.We each took back the zippered legs from Fugo and Naranga and put them on, and the two went back to their respective homes.

Just... Bugarati became angry, which was really scary.

Apaki's progress in quitting alcohol is not slow, he is quite persevering, and our work should not be much different from that of the grassroots police. .Apache has never disclosed the reason for his resignation to us, so we didn't ask more.Since he didn't say it, there is naturally a reason for not saying it - as long as it's not to get Bugarati into the police, I don't care what he is doing.

I don't actually trust Apache. I don't believe that someone will give up a good public job and come to be a mafia member dancing on the knife's edge. What is he trying to do?Our income is not much higher than that of ordinary office workers. If we want to make money, he should have run away on the first day.

This distrust directly led to a mission that almost failed, and I suffered serious injuries, and was carried back to the assembly point by Apache.He thought I was going to die, so he was very anxious, regardless of his physical strength bottomed out, kept me awake, and ran at the fastest speed.

Anyway... I'm sorry.

Because Apache handed me over to my teammates in time, I was treated quickly, and I didn't recover at the cost of paying a certain amount of memory, but was rescued from the death line by the doctor.After the operation, I stared at the ceiling in a daze on the hospital bed, and it was Bugarati who came to see me.

"I thought you knew Apache in advance and would be the first to accept him." Bugarati pointed out the problem straight to the point. I could only rely on the anesthesia to survive, and slowly and guiltyly look away, not to talk to him. His eyes met. "Look at me, Agustin, this is important."

I sighed resignedly, and said, "Because I knew him before, I couldn't trust him. Bugarati, I knew him when Apache was 16 years old, and he has been around since then. I want to be a policeman." Thanks to the medical anesthetic, although my body was seriously injured, it didn't affect my speech without feeling the pain.

"Apaki...he has always had such a dream, he is a righteous person." I turned my eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling, "I can't believe that he joined the gang voluntarily. How could such a person be willing? Rolling on the dark side?"

"Fugo, Naranja, Mista, and you. Everyone had to join the organization because there was no way out. Apache had a bright future, why did he give up everything?" I asked A question that has been bothering me, and looking forward to an answer.My distrust of Apache is actually a betrayal of my trust in Buccarati.The other three people didn't have such vigilance against Apache, or Fugo was too smart and didn't show it as clearly as me... Is it because I caused a major mistake in this mission, or is Apache trying to turn the tide I feel guilty that I finally completed the task, but if I don't solve this problem, I'm afraid I still won't be able to fully trust him.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and a tall man with silver hair came to my bedside.Apaki took over my words and said, "I didn't expect you to remember a dream that I had forgotten myself. Thank you so much for thinking I'm a good person, Green."

"But I'm not a good person anymore, Leo Apache has already fallen." Bugarati gave the chair to Apache, and he sat by my bed and told me stories I didn't know.The Apache in the story is not the justice policeman in my impression, but a public power moth who is corrupt and accepts bribes. Because of his corruption, he indirectly led to the death of the police officer in the newspaper.It's really similar to the experience of this mission, except that this time I caused all this, but fortunately it wasn't Apache who was injured.

This story is not good at all, I raised my hand to press Apache's wrist, and shook my head slightly. "Thank you for explaining to me...I'm sorry."

"Oh, no need to apologize. It's good that you're not dead."

If he knows that I will not die in the future, I don't know if he will beat me.Uh, the effect of the anesthesia seems to be passing, and the pain surges from the wound, help...