The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

When I finished my sparkling water journey in autumn and walked to the door of the apartment with my bag, I was sensitive to find something wrong.

I remember I had a very short piece of hair caught in the crack of the door this morning, and now it's in place, it seems to move a bit.

Could it be that someone entered my door?

I sharply took a step back, reached back the hand that wanted to take out the key, turned around and went downstairs swiftly.

I'm not sure if the person who sneaked into my house is still in the apartment, so I can only give up the plan to enter through the gate and go to another entrance——

climb the wall.

Fortunately, there is a small window hanging on the second floor on the wall outside the house. I can easily climb up by following the water pipe and stepping on the air conditioner.

Not to mention the outer walls of the apartment, I can hang them even on the Tokyo Tower in a tough working environment.

With all my strength, I hooked the extension of the balcony, and my muscles were about to turn over the balcony and go in.

The window of the old lady next door was suddenly opened from the inside to the outside with a click.

The old lady and I hung on the outer wall, and the other poked out a head from the window, with big eyes and small eyes. She frowned, as if she took out a reading glass from her pocket and put it on for herself.

I met the eyes of the old lady who was sticking her head out from the window, and we were speechless. She pursed her mouth and muttered:

"Why does everyone like to climb walls? Is this a new hobby of contemporary young people?"

? ? ?Um?Who else climbed but me?

But I didn't care about these things, and hurriedly tried to explain: "Actually... I thought the outer wall was a little broken, so I came to mend it."

Old lady: Come here, help me make up here too.

……

After finally overcoming the old lady’s crisis, I jumped into my apartment from the balcony. I didn’t expect it to be so difficult to go home.

I wiped my sweat and sneaked in on tiptoe.

The room was pitch black, and the lights were not turned on. I was figuring out the direction in the darkness, trying to find the breath of others who did not belong to me in the air.

I smelled something that wasn't mine at all, a perfume that was fading away.

Just as I was still nervously thinking about the countermeasures, my body tensed to check the dark room.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind coming from behind, straight at the back of my head.I screamed in a hurry, because the back of my head had an old wound that I had been beaten so many times.

I could only turn my head subconsciously, dodged the hand blade, and took the opportunity to kick the attacker's waist and abdomen.

It's a pity that my attack was easily resolved. In the dark, I could only use the most primitive sense of hearing to find the direction of the attack and fight back.

After a short fight, I found that the opponent's attacking skills are a little familiar, and I can infer his next trend from his attacking curve.

When his leg kicked, I took the opportunity to grab his ankle and pushed him hard to the corner.

But the visitor was not restrained by me, but kicked my shoulder with my controlled leg, I staggered back a step or two, leaned against the wall, and took the opportunity to touch the switch on the wall, "Pa With a click, the headlights in the living room were turned on.

The blond hair is more eye-catching under the shining lights, and the water green eyes wink at me slyly:

"Not bad, didn't forget to be vigilant at all times."

"Sister!" I was a little surprised, but still couldn't hide my excitement, "Why are you here?"

"Why, I'm not welcome?" She walked to the sofa, sat down casually, and looked at me mockingly.

"No, no, how can I, I want to beat the gongs and drums to welcome you!" I quickly walked over and sat down next to her, firmly held her arm, and shook it twice coquettishly.

"Hmph, it's just that you have a sweet mouth, and you can't change it after all these years." Although she looked disgusted with me, I still held her arm.

"Then sister, do you want to drink water, black tea, coffee, or wine now?"

She sighed and poked my head: "I don't drink anything, I have something to tell you this time."

My body tensed suddenly, and the smile on my face froze instantly: "It can't be...it can't be...that guy from Gin has found me...he wants to take me back again?"

I think back then when I worked under Qin Jiu, I really suffered a lot.

Although I was recommended by Belmode, I just transferred back from the UK and it seems that my life in the Japanese branch is not going well.At that time, Gin seemed suspicious that there were undercover agents in the organization. When I first arrived, I was a complete newcomer to the members of the Japanese branch. They had never seen me before, so naturally they didn't know my face.

Gin Jiu covered my identity like a hidden lover, asking me to pretend to be various identities to spy on every member every day, it simply regarded me as a coolie 24 hours a day!

With so many people organized, how could I finish testing them all one by one in a short time!

After working continuously for a long time, I angrily accused him of depriving him of human rights!

He said that I asked for two days off on weekends, and that it was unrealistic to go to work at [-] o'clock and finish get off work at [-] o'clock on weekdays, and that I had no heart for the organization.

I said he is an employee of the vicious boss PUA, a cake painted as a luxurious pizza is still a cake, he does not respect the rights of working people, he only knows how to catch undercover mice every day, an undercover is bigger than the sky~

I haven't finished speaking yet, my words must have hit his sore spot, this guy was about to poke my head with his cock, but fortunately I was alert and reached out to hold the wooden barrel.

That guy was a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect anyone to resist him.But where there is oppression, there is resistance. As a member of the organization to resist the rubbish boss Gin 996 No.1, I should have taken the lead in sacrifice, and he still hit me.

Although I didn't hit the key fatal part, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live this episode now.

I am kind-hearted, just like the good sister of the archangel, Belmode, arrived in time after receiving the news, and dragged me away from the unscrupulous capitalist boss who was dying.

In fact, I never told her that the gin was just to frighten me. The few wooden warehouses that hit me did not cause me much harm, at most, the bleeding was a little scary.

I can lie on the ground and curse him, I can't wait to draw circles with my blood and curse him, curse him for not getting what he wanted, curse him for being an undercover agent in his organization except himself!

Maybe my curse was too vicious, Gin was so angry that I almost collapsed several wooden warehouses, but fortunately, my sister quickly gagged me and dragged me away.

But sister, when you dragged me away, my back dragged on the ground, it was hot, it really hurt, much more torture than my bullet holes.

After recuperating from my wounds, I am a great laborer who resisted the capitalists alive and well. Maybe it was my behavior that really touched the heavens. My sister dragged me to see that adult and transferred me away from the unscrupulous capitalist Gin Wine. The subordinates, to do other tasks, can take weekends off, leave work early, and don't need to clock in.

I was so happy, and then on the way to the front line, I fell off the Ferris wheel in a daze.

My sister didn't know when she touched a lady's cigarette and put it in her mouth, but she didn't light it. She said: "Your mission has been extended again and again, and it is really coming to an end now. I have tried my best to help you extend it again and again." , this time the deadline is really coming, you have to hurry up and hand over what they want."

I lowered my head with a disappointed expression:

"I see, I'll get it before the deadline ends."

My sister changed the subject, suddenly her tone sank, and she said to me: "By the way, there is another thing that is not very good for you."

The nerves I had just let loose were stretched again.

She looked at me with the same eye color as hers, and said to me with a serious expression: "Although Gin and I were the only ones in the organization who had seen you before, the higher-ups have decided to transfer you to the Japanese organization branch." .”

"This means..." I suddenly felt a little choked up.

"Yes." She nodded sympathetically and sadly at me. "You're going to be in Gin again."

I was stunned for a long time, mourning for the beautiful days that passed away: "Can I not report to him?" I asked with a sad face, "If he catches me, I will really have a very miserable life... ..." The infinite power of "miserable".

The elder sister didn't respond positively, she just said lightly: "If you can avoid him all the time."

I think I'm going to have a nightmare tonight in which the Gin King is chasing me with a cannon.

But she seemed to sigh softly, and turned to look at the night sky outside the window:

"He has been undercover again recently, and almost everyone in the organization will be checked."

I raised my eyebrows, why did I walk from the organization to the police station for a round, and Gin Jiu has been catching undercover agents non-stop for the past few years.

"If it's an undercover agent..." I chuckled, "That Toru Amuro doesn't look like an undercover agent."

"Are you talking about bourbon?" When my sister heard what I said, a faint and mysterious smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"He seems to be very busy and capable. He works so hard just to work hard for the organization. This kind of working spirit is really touching." I thought about Toru Amuro's inhumanly terrible work efficiency, and couldn't help it. Zhu Zhu shuddered, "If he is really an undercover agent, the organization is probably going to close down."

"You can't say that. It's better for you to say a few words in front of Gin." My sister brushed back his charming curly hair, "After all, I can't come to rescue you every time."

Before leaving, my sister stood up from the sofa and refused my request to send her:

"By the way..." She suddenly turned her head and asked me, "A few years ago, when your identity was still hidden, did anyone else see you besides Gin and me?"

"It should be... no more..." I scratched my head.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and when she was about to leave, a person suddenly appeared in my mind.

With some hesitation, I added a sentence hesitantly:

"Maybe... there is another..."

"Who is it?" My sister suddenly turned her head, her sharp eyes shot over, and I seemed to be able to feel the faint murderous intent in her eyes.

"It's...Zhu Fu Jingguang..." I pulled out this name that I hadn't mentioned for a long time.

I could clearly feel that she breathed a sigh of relief and her eyes softened.

"It's him..." Her tone was careless, "It's just a dead person, so there's nothing to worry about."

I said lightly:

"Yeah...after all, he's gone."

My sister went out, and the sound of rumbling locomotives came from downstairs.

The author says:

Riko (Gu Li version): Ah Gin, how old are you? An undercover agent is as tall as the sky~

Qin Jiu: To scare her and miss the key parts, she should be able to get up and do the task the next day...

Day [-]: Back scrapes? !Who did it!

Ah Gin: I've had enough of you every day!I can't manage it again, and now it's finally under my control again, get out and do the task for me!

The last one who climbed the wall-see Zero Theater?