Miss Assassin is heavily addicted

Chapter 86, Part 2: The Big Shot

"Clang, clang, clang!"

—Apple Street Intersection—

May 8th, Tuesday noon.

On a bright and sunny day, cicadas perched on the trees, chirping energetically. The leaves of the sycamore trees shimmered with light, like the surface of a lake, evoking the hottest moments of my memory.

It was early May, the beginning of summer, and everything seemed so passionate and vibrant.

Pretty girls in floral dresses walked by on the street, their long, slender legs lined up neatly like dolphins leaping out of a lake. They were chatting and laughing as they finished class. It turned out that there was a middle school nearby that offered bridal courses, and these girls were students there.

A postman riding by on his bicycle cast an admiring glance at the scene, staring intently until he snapped out of his daze, frantically crashed into a pole, and screamed – scattering the letters from his green package all over the ground.

Oh no, what bad luck!

The newsboy on the street had just received a new assignment from the newspaper owner. He patted his little package and ran off happily. As he passed the postman next to him, he didn't forget to make his smile even brighter.

"Haha."

The city of Greeley was peaceful as always today.

Without a doubt, this is all thanks to the sheriffs on patrol who have made significant contributions to the city of Gladys, working diligently and never slacking off, protecting the citizens.

but……

"Hello kid, here's a newspaper."

"Yes, Sheriff, two portions for a total of two crowns!"

The conversation taking place on the street corner was between a handsome young police officer and a newspaper boy.

The black-haired policeman tossed over a 2-kroner coin bearing the image of a bald king, then took the two newspapers from the newsboy and shook them—the Moon newspaper would feature pictures of girls' waists and legs; the Green City newspaper would report on recent major events.

“Thank you for your patronage!”

The newsboy held up his tweed octagonal cap to thank the police officer for the purchase, then skipped away happily.

The young, dark-haired police officer came to the parasol, sat on a table and chair by the roadside, slacked off, spread his hands, opened a newspaper, and sighed deeply.

"Not as good as the previous issue."

After briefly closing the Moon Newspaper, the young police officer turned his attention to the current hot topics, his mood calm:

"Three days ago, Conrad Eberhart, the president of the Central Bank of Greeley, died in a car accident. The driver also died in the crash, and the fire was so intense that even the remains were incomplete. Hart Automobile Manufacturing Company was thrust into the spotlight by public opinion, with demands for huge compensation..."

The young man's muttering sounded casual, but as he read a few more pages, a resounding tidal wave of bells rang out.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

It's twelve o'clock now; it's time to wrap up.

The black-haired police officer covered his face with a newspaper to rest for a moment, his arms crossed as he waited for his colleagues to come and meet him. His uniform looked newly issued, with the rank of "corporal" on his chest; anyone who saw him would recognize the uniform.

Yes--

His name is He Ye, also known as Leon Rossi or the mysterious ☆☆ man. He is a former intelligence spy from Country B. At the age of twenty-three, his life goal is to find a beautiful woman with a curvy figure for his honeymoon and to admire her beautiful legs.

Currently serving in the fourth group of the Public Security Section of the National Security Bureau.
He is a "rising star" within the Public Security Bureau.

"Senior! Patrol complete. Requesting instructions!"

At this moment, the blond police officer who ran up quickly was named Yuri. He was a new police officer who had just joined the Sheriff's Division a week ago. He was full of enthusiasm and a strong sense of justice, and he idolized Officer Leon, who had solved the "Green River Murders", "Coblenne Telephone Fraud Case", and "The Serial Theft of Female Celebrities' Underwear".

Let's leave aside for now why these cases exist—

"Has it already been two weeks...?"

The silent murmurs seemed to be a sigh, recalling the heavy rain two weeks ago, which seemed to have extinguished He Ye's dream of leaving the company, but also irrigated some new soil.

He was supposed to resign, but when he went to report to the National Security Bureau's Security Section the next day, he met with Isabelle. Her seemingly insignificant notification was about the new journey that would take place under the name "Leon Rossi".

"Lolis told me you made many contributions to the intelligence department; you were partly responsible for capturing the C-country spy, Mordox, at the Grammar School."

After he finished speaking, He Ye's expression was—

Huh, does this have anything to do with me?

However, sitting across from Isabel, he maintained his composure and nodded in acceptance, thinking to himself that she was indeed a good friend, and that he would definitely befriend Lolis for life.

So, naturally, He Ye started working in the Public Security Division as an assistant police officer.

What seemed like an ordinary day turned into a nightmare. After arriving at the police station, she first encountered the Green Killer on her way home from get off work, then used her intelligence to deduce the location of a fraudster through a phone call, and finally solved a case involving the theft of a female celebrity's underwear with her adjutant, Darren.

In short, two weeks have passed just like that.

Time passes.

Now, with his merits on his hands, He Ye has obtained the rank of "corporal" in Country A through a commissioning ceremony—just two or three days ago, the ceremony was conducted by Officer Lao En.

He was already a full-fledged police officer in the Public Security Bureau's Security Division. Normally, it would take several years for an auxiliary police officer to reach this position, but he seemed to be favored by Lady Luck, as well as by Isabel's deliberate help.

If this continues, He Ye suspects he won't be able to get away. Oh dear, if I don't get Mark to close the net soon, he'll start messing with his own people.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The clock struck twelve again.

He Ye finished reminiscing about his mixed feelings, lazily raised his newspaper and glanced at the blond police officer beside him—his eyes held the loyalty of a country dog, and he stood beside him, his right palm pressed against his temple in salute.

And just a few seconds later.

“Mr. Leon, please don’t be lazy.”

“Mr. Yuri, Officer Laue wants you to come to him. He needs to understand the complaint against you this morning.”

Just then, a female police officer with short, white hair walked towards them.

She ran her fingers through her hair behind her ear. She looked to be about twenty years old, with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye. Her tone of voice was calm and even her eyes conveyed a serene emotion.

"Lucia, is this how you talk to a senior?"

Yuri, the blond rookie police officer, turned around and gave his colleague a slightly disapproving, even somewhat naive, look.

Lucia (a policewoman with short white hair and a beauty mark under her eye) calmly retorted:
“Mr. Leon is only a corporal, Mr. Yuri, you are also a corporal, and so am I. According to rank, I don’t think it’s necessary to show unnecessary respect. Besides, I’ve already addressed him as ‘sir.’”

“Lucia, you’re like a humanities teacher,” Yuri retorted helplessly to this long-winded speech.

"..." Lucia remained noncommittal and simply sighed, "Officer Laun wants you to go to him as soon as possible. The complaint from this morning needs to be dealt with. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Okay, you nagging old woman."

The blond police officer Yuri ran away quickly.

He Ye and Lucia were left behind.

The two didn't exchange many words. Lucia just sat in the shade of the tree to avoid the sun. When she saw the Moon Newspaper next to He Ye, she just stared at it silently.

He Ye: "...You want to see?"

Lucia: "..."

A conversation that ended without resolution.

Thinking back to this policewoman, she was a rookie officer at the same time as Yuri. The two of them were assigned to Laun's team a week ago, making her He Ye's junior. However, this white-haired girl didn't respect He Ye very much. In her words, they were all colleagues of the same rank, and using honorifics was enough.

In fact, given He Ye's reputation, being called a senior is not an exaggeration. In the two weeks that were omitted, he was clearly a rising star in the Public Security Division.

The incident involving the Baplo Credit Company circulated only within the Public Security Division, so when He Ye, who had somewhat salvaged the image of the police officers, arrived at the Public Security Division, he received a completely different welcome.

Some people presented flowers, others shook hands; to the uninitiated, it might have seemed like the boss was coming to inspect.

In addition, there were a series of security incidents that were solved.

"senior!"

This wasn't exactly a compliment, at least not to a newcomer. Just then, the blond-haired Officer Yuri returned with Officer Laun. The two claimed to be discussing a complaint, but it seemed the victim was worried about being extorted for protection money by Yuri because of his overly enthusiastic attitude.

He Ye stood up to greet them, as did Lucia next to him. After the four of them met up, they discussed returning to the police station, since there was a special canteen there where they could have lunch.

To be honest, although it was easier to obtain intelligence from the spy department, he was quite content to be fawned over and even provided with meals at the public security department.

But I'll still miss it to some extent.

After all, it's been two weeks since we last met, and I wonder if the intelligence department will investigate something new.

"Get in the car and head back to the police station. Today's work is finished. You can all go your separate ways. As for the night patrol, we'll stick to last week's schedule. I'll issue a new arrangement in a couple of days," Officer Lawn said, his bald head, with its thinning hair, seemed to glow in the sun.

"Commander Lauen, I'd like to be paired with Senior Leon!" The golden-haired country dog ​​youth stood by the door.

"Ah, I have something to do tonight." The rising star of the security department had already opened the passenger door and climbed in.

"Mr. Yuri, if you don't get in the car now, I'll close the door." The white-haired female police officer with no hair said calmly from the back seat, tucking her hair behind her ear.

……

—Rose Street, National Security Bureau, Security Section—

More than ten minutes later.

The four had returned to the police station. After getting out of the car, they went their separate ways. As the captain, Laun had to go to the office to report first, while Yuri and Lucia went to the cafeteria together.

He Ye leaned against the wall in the corridor, waiting for someone.

Two weeks, totaling more than fifteen days, stretched from the end of April to near the middle of May, with summer already in full swing. So much had happened in the blink of an eye, and He Ye's goal of retiring seemed increasingly distant.

The good news is that the beach festival is getting closer, even though it's in June.

"Leon, what are you doing here? If you're not eating, who are you waiting for?"

At the foot of the stairs leading down from the police station, Lieutenant Darren saw He Ye leaning against the wall and struck up a conversation with him out of curiosity.

He Ye turned to look at her: "I'm waiting for Commander Isabel."

When He Ye transferred from the intelligence department to the public security department, Isabel helped He Ye solve many potential problems, and it was thanks to her guarantee that He Ye was able to be promoted from assistant police officer to full police officer.

To be honest, I really don't know why she's so kind to He Ye... He Ye even had a fleeting thought: 'Could this young colonel have taken a liking to me?'

Although it was just wishful thinking, he admitted that if Miss Isabelle had such thoughts, as someone he knew who was a woman who fit his mature sexual preferences, He Ye would gladly agree and even invite her.

But that's a story for another time.

Now he needs to give an explanation to his own people.

"You mean the BOSS?" Darren shrugged. "I probably won't find her. She went out on business this morning. Normally, if you wait for her here without eating, you can definitely wait for her to come down. But she's not here now, so I don't know when she'll be back."

Isabel is known as the BOSS in the security department because she is a good leader and everyone here respects her.

Of course, such a slightly frivolous title would never be mentioned to someone's face.

Seeing this, He Ye realized he had to wait another day and prepared to leave to have lunch at the cafeteria.

However, just before leaving, Darren struck up a conversation with him.

"By the way, Leon, someone from the intelligence department has contacted you and wants you to go there when you have time to handle the files from previous incidents."

Um?……

He Ye turned his head away, not expecting that he still had case files to deal with in the spy department. However, he hadn't been to the spy department for almost half a month, and he was quite eager to find an opportunity to go there.

But I've been busy these past two days.

For example, I need to go to a bar tonight to see my old band friends, and I also have to be on duty tomorrow. It seems like I can only free up time the day after tomorrow.

Is it urgent over there?

Darren glanced at the signature, "Spy Section," and then at the beautiful, elegant female handwriting. After some thought, he came to a conclusion:

"Uh, there shouldn't be a rush."

After all, it was written that time had passed.

“Then I’ll go in a couple of days.” He Ye turned back.

Darren quickly followed to have lunch together. He had a considerable degree of goodwill towards He Ye – initially stemming from the Central Park kidnapping incident, and now intertwined with his recognition of He Ye's abilities, it had become a strong sense of camaraderie.

"Honestly, I still admire your thinking about that underwear theft case."

"Where, where..."

However, just as the two stepped out of the police station...
A new person stepped out of the black sedan.

The first to get off the bus was Isabel. Her long, silver-gray hair reached her shoulders, and her tall, slender figure stood in the sunlight, her police uniform spotless.

Her eyes were calm, though there was a hint of weariness in them.

Darren's first reaction upon seeing Isabel was to salute, while He Ye, remembering what Lawrence had said about "her personal information," was a beat slower in raising his hand to salute.

Good afternoon, sir.

Then, another person got out of the black car.

The first thing to emerge from the car door was a gentleman's cane, made entirely of black wood, its weight firmly and powerfully planted on the ground.

Then, a tall, thin man with purple hair stepped out of the car. He was wearing a black nylon suit. His eyes seemed unable to open, always squinting, giving him a gentle and approachable air. Holding a cane, he strolled over like the most elegant gentleman of the time.

"Sir, where did you go this morning?" Darren asked.

"The National Security Bureau held a meeting and said there have been assassination attempts targeting mid- to high-ranking officials recently, and they told me to be careful..." Isabel rubbed her head.

"Is it just about being careful, nothing else?"

"No, the ISAB executive branch has already made arrangements; they will be responsible for my safety... Speaking of which."

As soon as Isabel finished speaking, the purple-haired man who strolled over smiled, took off his top hat, and bowed.

"Good afternoon, you two from the Security Section. I am Winston Lloyd, an officer from the Executive Bureau. Starting today, I will be responsible for protecting Colonel Isabel's safety. Please take good care of me in the future."

His voice was mellow and gentle, instantly endearing, but when his squinting eyes swept over Darren, even though they were just slits revealing snake-like eyes, Darren felt a strange palpitation.

Soon, the cold sensation disappeared.

It's impressive enough for a summer day in May.

Isabel didn't linger at the door exchanging pleasantries. She had her own things to do. After finishing her conversation with Darren, she glanced at He Ye, but when she noticed that his gaze wasn't on her, she turned her eyes back and walked straight inside.

And the executive commissioner named Winston Lloyd was supposed to be walking alongside Isabel.

But then I sensed a certain gaze.

"Hmm?" Winston turned around and looked at the corporal, someone who, in theory, would never be noticed.

"Oh, sorry, I was just curious about that cane; it looks very expensive," He Ye explained subtly, as if afraid of offending the other party.

Although he sensed something was amiss, he eventually looked away. Since Isabel had spoken, he followed her inside. During his observation, Winston couldn't find anything further.

This brief encounter failed to raise any suspicions.

But actually...

Darren nudged He Ye with his shoulder and asked him why he hadn't said anything when he saw Isabel earlier. He Ye snapped out of his reverie and said he would come back in the afternoon, since the colonel seemed very busy.

But he already recognized the commissioner in his heart and knew that this was not the right occasion to strike up a conversation—as an enemy he had clashed with a few years ago, He Ye still remembered his code name.

ISAB Executive Bureau Black Flower-level Agent.

Operation codename: "Gentleman"

(End of this chapter)