Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Number Seven wasn't angry at Matsuda Jinpei's words. Instead, he smiled and said in a friendly and submissive manner, "If the officer needs it, I can keep a few more. Or I can go back and select some more, and try to find the most heinous criminals and send them to the police station."

The peripheral members of the logistics team are like disposable items, they can be recruited again when they are gone.

Anyway, he is about to get the code name, so he still has this authority.

What's more, there is my husband above me.

Being able to give promotions to my husband's friends is also a way of making use of waste.

Squad Leader Date took a deep breath, and then another—Matsuda! What on earth did you do?

It seems that he will have to prepare a few more pairs of handcuffs when he meets his peers next time, as one pair is not enough.

At this time, the other members of the logistics team came back one after another.

After hearing their report that they hadn't found the person, Number Seven didn't bother to argue and said goodbye to Ida Hang: "Officers, we have done our job. Let's say goodbye now."

"Wait." Hagiwara Kenji stopped him.

He said meaningfully, "Please tell your husband that a blue-eyed Ragdoll cat just ran out looking for its lost friend and got really angry when it couldn't find him. I suspect the Ragdoll cat, in a fit of rage, kidnapped a wounded pastoral dog and disappeared."

Although Number Seven didn't understand, he still responded solemnly, "I will definitely convey your message."

After he left, Matsuda Jinpei fiddled with his phone intermittently and said speechlessly: "Hagi, are you telling a fairy tale?"

Hagiwara Kenji said seriously, "If Jinpei-chan likes it, I can tell you a lot more."

He pulled Matsuda Jinpei toward the last rays of the setting sun, saying in a light and childish voice, "In the spring, Kumamon in Kumamoto Prefecture planted a strawberry and a mango. The strawberry grew very slowly, so Kumamon said to the strawberry, 'Berry, you can't do it! Berry, you can't do it!'"

"The pronunciation of 'berry' is the same as 'no' in the big country across the sea."

So, did you hear that, Xiao Zhenping? Hagi can’t do without you.

We can't be separated like Kofuruya and Komorobushi.

We have grown up together since childhood and will never be separated in the future.

Matsuda Jinpei awkwardly and unnaturally pushed up his sunglasses, his ears reddening as he said, "Well, you told the story very well."

After a pause, he smiled and said seriously, "Me too, hagi. No one can be you."

I can't do without you.

This response stunned Kenji Hagiwara. He opened his eyes wide in surprise, covered his slightly flushed cheeks, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, his heart full of joy.

Damn it, it's rare for Zhenping to say something so blunt, and it makes Hagi too shy.

The forgotten squad leader looked at their backs dimly, took out his cell phone and complained: "Natalie..." They all bullied me because I was not well-educated.

Outside the villa, in a car a mile away from the bamboo forest, Fūya Rei sat quietly in the back seat waiting.

Until the last ray of light in the sky faded away, No. 7 returned to the driver's seat and conveyed Kenji Hagiwara's original words word for word.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became heavy.

Number Seven keenly noticed that the gentleman was in a bad mood. He asked hesitantly, "Sir, what's wrong?"

In the back seat, Fūya Rei's fingertips trembled slightly. He forced a smile, but there was a light mist in his eyes. He did not answer, but instead spoke lightly about irrelevant things.

"I have a good friend who likes to learn all kinds of new things to please girls. He once told me a story about the homophony of a Chinese character."

"The little bear was washing clothes, but there was one spot that just wouldn't come clean no matter how hard he tried. Mother Bear said, 'Scrub it carefully,' and the little bear said, 'I've rubbed it, I've rubbed it,' with red eyes."

Missed it.

Hiro and I missed it.

He said with a smile.

It was obviously a very simple story, but No. 7 felt a faint sadness sweeping over him. The sadness was not heavy, but it was entangled in his heart, like a vine, getting tighter and tighter, almost suffocating him.

Fūya Rei blinked and said vaguely, "Close the car window. The night wind is blowing."

He touched his dry eyes and thought, the wind was a little strong, it almost made him cry.

Number Seven obediently closed the car window, started the car and drove towards the safe house: "Sir, we didn't find Aquavit."

Fūya Rei maintained the posture of telling a story just now and paused for a long time.

The sadness in his body had dissipated, and a terrifying and cold aura poured out unrestrainedly, forcing people to lower their heads involuntarily and submit to him in order to avoid his powerful majesty.

"Aquavit," he said calmly, "Send a message to the Intelligence Department in my name and have Rum go find it."

Hagiwara said he suspected Aquavit was taken away by Hiro.

When hearing the news, Rei Furuya was certain that Aquavit must have been taken away by Hiro.

Hiro will not miss the opportunity to infiltrate the organization under a code name.

But the time when he graduated from the undercover training camp was obviously wrong. Did he not finish the course?

Thinking of Instructor Miyamura's smiling face, Fūya Rei shuddered and most of the negative emotions in his heart dissipated.

And there is no good way now. Now that Hiro has entered the organization's sight, whether he can pass through safely depends on himself.

He believed in Hiro's ability, so he let Hiro play with Rum.

Fūya Rei handed the organization's phone to Number Seven, closed his eyes, and said slowly, "By the way, send an email to the boss for me and ask him to send Stout to Siberia to plant potatoes. Once Aquavit is recovered, transfer him to the Middle East for infrastructure construction."

He paused for a moment and added, "Let McAllen go to Mexico and grow corn."

It would be better for everyone if these undercover agents stayed away from him.

Number Seven was stunned for a moment, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and he quickly responded, "Yes, sir."

You have the authority to send emails directly to the BOSS and can also interfere with the task transfers of code members!

Sir, have you forgotten that you are just an ordinary peripheral member without a code name?

Are you not pretending anymore?

Number Seven's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to ask the gentleman's code name.

He must be not qualified yet. Once he gets a code name or makes some contribution, the gentleman will definitely tell him the code name.

He grinned, revealing an overly bright smile, which made his already naive face even more silly.

The gentleman must have more trust in him to entrust him with such an important task.

He will definitely continue to work hard and become the most trusted confidant of the gentleman.

As for the rumors spread by the organization, he scoffed at them.

Sir, you are like the bright moon hanging high in the sky. Those who spread rumors must be slandering you out of jealousy. They deserve to die.

Once he gets the code name, he will definitely get rid of those people.

He parked the car on the side of the road, took out his husband's cell phone, found the email addresses of BOSS and Rum, and sent out what his husband had just said.

After doing all this, restart the car.