The first mascot of the special department

chapter19

At 9:34 p.m., in the CBD area of ​​Haicheng, on the top floor of the Hilton Hotel.

The light from the carved wrought-iron chandelier is warm and soft, and the gauze double-layer curtains are half-drawn. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the lights of the city, but Jiang Yuan has no time to appreciate them.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, opened the zipper of the backpack, took out the power bank inside, and then removed the spells applied to it, allowing the power bank to return to its original size.

"Achong, I'm going to go out with Shuobei and the others to explore the way. You stay in the room and take care of yourself and your weapons." After making a barrier, Jiang Yuan lowered his voice and said to Achong.

"I will." Ah Chong's voice was also very low, and he couldn't hear what he was saying without paying attention.

Jiang Yuan buried the charging treasure under the quilt, and said in a serious tone: "If something unexpected happens, you can leave me a message on the memo on the ipad, and then sync it, so that I can see it."

"But you can't stare at the memo on your phone all the time, can you?" A Chong objected.

When the words came to the point, Jiang Yuan thought for a while, and switched the account logged in on the tablet to a small account, so that Ah Chong could play the video whenever he had something to do.

After doing this, Jiang Yuan walked slowly to the door, opened the door a crack, and leaned out half of his body.Shuobei sat on the sofa in the living room with his back to him, as if he was dealing with some documents.

——Jiang Yuan and Shuo Bei live in the same suite.

The personnel department booked three rooms in total, and Chen Ting was the only woman in the mission team, so naturally she lived in one room alone.For the rest, whether due to coincidence or other reasons, Zhou Rui and Yang Yifan, Jiang Yuan and Shuobei happened to be assigned.

When he heard the news, Jiang Yuan nodded expressionlessly and said "Oh", but his inner roar was about to break through the sky: "You did it on purpose! You deliberately arranged a roommate for this pervert! You want to watch a show, right? I will do it myself. Is it okay to pay for a standard single room?"

But whether the answer is yes or not, Jiang Yuan has no way of knowing, because he has no courage to ask Shuo Bei.Fortunately, the suite is a double suite with two bedrooms. Once the door is closed, as long as there is not much movement, no one can affect the other.

"Team leader, when are we going to leave?" Jiang Yuan asked the person opposite.

Jiang Yuan changed his clothes. The top was a very slim light gray shirt. The buttons were not buttoned to the top, and two buttons were undone, revealing the deep and beautiful collarbone. white wrist.

Shuobei closed the computer and turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Are you ready?"

"There's nothing to prepare." Jiang Yuan answered casually, anyway, he was just inquiring, and he couldn't bring his weapon with him.

"Then let's go." Shuobei stood up with his eyes closed, and raised his chin towards the door.

Haicheng is a famous scenic spot in the Republic of China. The hotel where Jiang Yuan and the others stayed was also decorated in the style of the Republic of China. The lamps on both sides of the corridor were retro, and the floor was covered with thick velvet blankets, which completely drowned out the sound of footsteps.

When passing by Yang Yifan's room, Jiang Yuan asked, "Aren't you calling them?"

"Don't forget our character design." Shuobei said calmly without stopping.

Jiang Yuan: "Oh." His voice was a little low.

The script for the performance was written on the plane. He, Shuo Bei, Zhou Rui and Yang Yifan are two same-sex couples who don't know each other. They got together because they are both demon-subduing masters and they happen to live in the same hotel.

Today's task is to investigate the inside and outside of the "perfect time" bar separately, and draw a detailed map.

Ten o'clock in the evening is the busiest time for bars, but the street has become deserted. Most of the shops along the street have closed their stalls. Only 24-hour convenience stores, pharmacies, accommodation hotels and food stalls are still open.

Jiang Yuan and Shuo Bei stood side by side, the street lights were dim, and the long shadows on the ground were intertwined. Both of them walked very slowly.

"Team leader." While walking to the intersection and waiting for the red light to turn green, Jiang Yuan suddenly said, "Didn't you say you could feel how many monsters there were in City C last time?"

"It seems that you didn't read the book "The Encyclopedia of Monsters" carefully." Shuobei snorted softly, "The Charm is a monster who is good at concealment, confusion, and illusion. If it wants to hide, even I may not I can feel it."

Jiang Yuan touched his nose guiltily, and spent all his spare time researching how to transfer the spirit in the power bank, "If we didn't lure it out, do you have plan B?"

"of course."

"Can you tell me a little bit?"

"I told you, what if you think that there is a way out anyway, and you don't work hard?" Shuo Bei tilted his head and lowered his eyes, his voice was not as cold as usual, but warm and deep, like a cup shaking in the night wine.

As expected of being the team leader, he always does things so rationally and acts so dedicatedly, but Jiang Yuan felt that it was necessary to maintain his image, so he said with a straight face, "I won't do it."

"Your plan A saves time and effort, I hope it will be successful." Shuo Bei said softly.

Jiang Yuan said in his heart that I also hoped, otherwise the play would be a waste of money.

The red light turned green, pedestrians crossed the road, Jiang Yuan didn't pay attention to this, for a moment he didn't notice, Shuo Bei had already grabbed his wrist and walked out.

Jiang Yuan pulled his hand subconsciously, but the image of Zhou Rui and Yang Yifan holding hands and performing Romeo and Juliet affectionately on the plane suddenly flashed in his mind, and he felt that he seemed too hypocritical and too reluctant to let go.

It's just acting, dedicated to the cause.Besides, they are all men, what's wrong with holding hands?And won't get pregnant.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan gradually relaxed the tense arm lines.

Shuobei has been holding Jiang Yuan and not letting him go.

He calmly led him through this strange city, leaving the streets and alleys that were gradually falling asleep, to the night market that was still lit, and finally stopped in front of a daily food stall.

It is a very Japanese-style cart, the menu is written vertically, and hangs all over the row. The seats are illuminated by a string of lanterns. The light is filtered into red, and the whole person in Shuobei is illuminated in a warm tone.

"A set of Okonomiyaki-style beef bowl." Shuo Bei glanced at the menu and said to the boss.

The Chinese have always had a custom called "everyone is here". Besides, when he was on the plane, Jiang Yuan was hooked by Zhou Rui's curry rice, so he said, "I want curry pork chops."

"There are also oden and other snacks here." Shuobei raised his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Yuan couldn't listen to anyone suggesting this to him, and immediately looked at the menu carefully: "I want Okonomiyaki and small octopus balls."

The boss moved very quickly, and everything was ready in ten minutes.

Jiang Yuan mixed the rice into the curry soup, Shuo Bei mixed the hot spring eggs, the two people moved in exactly the same way, first poking in the middle, then from left to right, slowly and carefully.But Jiang Yuan's gaze was fixed on the pork chop in the bowl, and he didn't know about it.

"Team leader, you seem to be very familiar with this place." After a few mouthfuls, Jiang Yuan suddenly sighed.

The road is narrow, and the sounds of clinking glasses are all around the ear, the skewers are sizzling on the grill, and there is an occasional "crack—" cooking sound, and the evening wind blows, and the smell of cumin and chili is tangy.

Shuobei was sitting in such a noisy and chaotic environment. The watch on his wrist cost six figures, and the shirt on his body was worth several months' wages of an ordinary white-collar worker, but his demeanor was not at all inconsistent.He sat on a wooden chair at the stall, slowly eating a bowl of Japanese rice bowl, as if a long time had passed.

Hearing Jiang Yuan's words, Shuo Bei paused his hands, lowered his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, and then said, "I've walked by it so many times, it's hard not to be familiar with it."

He has walked in this world for hundreds of years and thousands of years, the muddy trails he passed turned into wide blocks, and the former villages turned into bustling cities, and the stars moved, and the sea changed.

Jiang Yuan poked an octopus ball, and said "Huh" softly: "Is it all because of the mission?"

"No." Shuobei replied.

"Then..." Jiang Yuan uttered a single word, hesitating whether to continue asking, but the person beside him had already given the answer: "It's to find someone."

For no reason, Jiang Yuan's eyelids twitched.

At this time, the boss suddenly poked his head out from behind the cart, and said with a loud smile, "My shop will be temporarily closed for the next two days!"

A young man who had just sat down and hadn't started ordering food was taken aback: "Why? Is there something wrong at home?"

"My son is getting married!" the boss said with a smile on his face, and he took out a big bag of candy from behind and distributed it to everyone, "Come, come, eat candy, eat candy!"

After distributing the candy, the boss took out another big basket and put the contents on each table with guests, "I invite everyone to drink again! The fruit wine made during the Spring Festival this year is perfect to drink now!"

Jiang Yuan hurriedly expressed his thanks and congratulations, and happened to be thirsty, so he fetched two disposable plastic cups, opened the caps, and poured a cup for himself and Shuobei respectively.

A taste, sweet and sour, very delicious.

Seeing that he liked it, Shuobei gave him the whole bottle.

With the wine, this supper, which was richer than dinner, lasted for half an hour.After finishing the meal, Shuo Bei paid the bill, turned around and greeted Jiang Yuan to go, but saw that the man took out two hundred yuan RMB, held them in both hands, stopped at a step, and walked deeper into the night market street.

Shuobei frowned indistinctly, and hurriedly caught up: "What else do you want to buy?"

"Buy rat poison." Jiang Yuan answered solemnly.

"Ok?"

"I'm going to take this opportunity to go down to some fucking pervert and tell him to torture me all day long."

After Jiang Yuan explained his intention, he continued to move forward.Shuobei was angry and funny, and reached out to hold him.The lighting of the food stall just now was crimson, and there was no difference in Jiang Yuan's complexion, but now that he was under the incandescent light, he found a blush on his cheeks, as if he had applied rouge.

Not only that, the corners of his eyes were also slightly red, as if he had just cried.

"Compared to what you've done to me before, this is nothing at all." Shuo Bei didn't even glance at Ding Jiang Yuan, and laughed in a low voice.

Jiang Yuan didn't hear this clearly, he tried to take his wrist away from Shuo Bei's hand, but failed, then without thinking, he slapped it directly.Accompanied by a loud background sound, he said, "Let me go, I'm going to buy rat poison."

Shuobei didn't let go, he looked into Jiang Yuan's bright eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Do you still know who I am?"

Jiang Yuan immediately moved his face closer to Shuobei, stared at him for a long time, but didn't recognize him: "Who are you? Why are you joking around on the street."

Appears to be thoroughly drunk.

Shuobei smiled, and pulled Jiang Yuan into his arms, but the man suddenly exerted strength, pushed him away, and ran away from the night market with the money in his hand.

Jiang Yuan ran out of his training speed, and returned to the Perfecttime Bar from Night Market Street in only half a minute.

The drunk probably remembered his mission.

There was loud music in the bar, and a group of foreign handsome guys were performing a striptease. The blond and blue-eyed lead dancer was stripped to the last layer of fabric.The lights were dim and brilliant, and the audience screamed wildly. Jiang Yuan exhausted all his skills to avoid Shuobei's "capture", and ran to the bar to order a cup of Long Island iced tea.

But he only had 200 yuan on him.

"Can I swipe my card?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Of course." The bartender smiled.

"But I don't seem to have a card with me." Jiang Yuan hung his head, clutching his 200 yuan like a hamster hugging melon seeds, his jet-black curly hair was drooping, and disappointment was written on each strand.

He completely forgot that he has returned from capitalism to socialism. Although he does not have a bank card, he still has Alipay and WeChat Pay.

Jiang Yuan sighed.

The bartender took it for granted that Jiang Yuan didn't bring a mobile phone, so he blinked and said, "Brother, we are doing an event here recently, as long as you are willing to leave a lip print, I will give you a free order, how about it?"

This is the recent event held at the perfecttime bar - "Know people with lips" and "Lips move".

In the former, between couples, one party leaves a lip print, and the other party looks for it in a pile of lip prints. If the correct one is found, the next month's consumption bar will be free.

The latter, to put it bluntly, is to date people by choosing lip marks.

Jiang Yuan sat on the high stool, raised his eyes when he heard the words, stared at the bartender for a long time, then smiled slowly, "Okay."

The light at the bar was dim, but Jiang Yuan's eyes were astonishingly bright, dotted with smiles inside, like a sea of ​​stars blooming, the bartender was taken aback.

"What shade do you like?" The bartender pulled out a bunch of lipsticks as if conjuring.

Jiang Yuan casually ordered one, and then asked: "What is it printed on?"

"On the post-it note, you write your name and contact information first, and then print a lip print on the back." The bartender rummaged behind the bar, "Ah, sorry, I ran out of post-it notes today, I Go back and get some out."

"I will go with you."

As Jiang Yuan said that he was about to leave, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and hugged him by the waist, firmly and gently.

A cold voice rang in my ear, and the deliberately lowered voice revealed the master's slightly displeased mood: "Where are you going with him?"

"Look for something to print on your lips." Jiang Yuan replied.He was still drunk, and he spoke very slowly and limply, just like being coquettish, making people itch.

"What are you looking for?" Shuobei asked again.

"Ah... yes, what am I looking for?" Jiang Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at Shuobei in confusion, "I forgot."

The sea of ​​stars in Jiang Yuan's eyes was covered with water, shimmering and blurred.

The tip of Shuobei's tongue pressed against his upper jaw, and a certain kind of thought spread infinitely under the cover of the night.He lowered his voice, and raised his tone slightly, revealing a laziness: "Then what do you think is more suitable for printing lips?" To kill.

Jiang Yuan dodged to the side, feeling his ears burning.

"Huh? Baby?" Shuobei clasped Jiang Yuan's waist, keeping a close eye on him.

Jiang Yuan lowered his eyes, looked back at Shuobei, and fell into deep thought.

The activities in the bar did not know what stage was going on. The spotlights swept back and forth in the venue, flashing on and off, and the crowd burst into cheers from time to time.

Jiang Yuan turned a deaf ear, he seemed to have only one thing left to do, which was to think about where to print his lips.

Where is better?

His eyes kept wandering.

Shuo Bei looked at Jiang Yuan, his eyes were deep, and the undercurrent was raging.

Finally, at the moment when the spotlight stopped again, Jiang Yuan made a move.