Expectation

After that, I lived an incomparably chic life as a spy——

Weird.

I thought being their "spy" walked with his head buried, careful not to leave any traces, and he had obsessive-compulsive disorder in everything he did. The tall man sat on the sofa and watched a follow-up report that had just been completed, and listened to me. Stuttering silly words casually, actually laughing and choking on cigarettes.

Deserve it.

I thought to myself, who knows what your FBI is doing.I have no experience.Before, he was a small and middle-level gangster with no level, but now he is even more inconspicuous. He is just an ordinary civilian with gangster experience.

He pats my head.

Who let you touch me, am I your dog?Why do I feel that he always likes to rub my head...

I stiffened my neck for a moment, and was afraid that he would ruffle my hair in retaliation when I broke away.Unlike his smooth hair, I was born with natural curly hair and thicker hair, which is super difficult to manage.Originally, it might be better if it grows longer, but my mother never allowed it.Because it is inconvenient to do experiments with long hair, and she will not tie my hair.

So when I was a child, I was very envious when I saw long straight hair.Also now.

But it's still weird for boys to have long hair... Maybe this guy has bad taste similar to Gin's.

I was in a daze.

In fact, I am [-]% confident that if other people followed that person, they would definitely not achieve as much results as I did.There are some jobs where you will discover your talent only if you really do it, such as assassination, such as camouflage, such as tracking.

I was born thin and small, and my appearance is also the kind that can't be found in the crowd.Coupled with his keen senses, his intuition is also good. In his praise, he is like a "cat at the scene of a crime".

"It's not often that someone hides in the dark and is quickly discovered, and then a cat comes out, and the murderer will sigh in relief, it turned out to be a cat, or something like that."

"You're like that kind of cat. Even if you were noticed, no one would believe you're a big deal."

"If you talk about the skill of lurking in the dark, any newcomer to the FBI is better than you, let alone those old people who are immersed in it. But if it's this special temperament..." His eyes flickered Looking at the light that I can't understand, "It's really one in a million."

I smugly listened to him blowing rainbow farts to me, and I seemed to be floating on clouds all night.When I woke up the next day, I fell back to the ground.Because I realized it - isn't that just saying that I look weak and have no sense of existence.

You might as well just tell me to change my surname to Heizi.

I was so pissed that I did three extra sets of sit-ups that night, and my stomach was sore until a week later.

But the stomach hurts and I still have to continue working.woo woo woo.Although there was no class this morning, I still got out of bed in pain and took the first tram in the morning.

Today is Minmei's first day at work in her new unit.a bank.

I think I should be happy for Mingmei, a stable and safe job, seeing Mingmei's well-groomed makeup every day, and thinking of her glowing smile, I feel at ease.

Until... I was passing by in the evening, and found Minmei, Hirota, and a strange and tall man standing at the corner of the bank's back door.