"Ha...it's been so long in the blink of an eye..." Under the setting sun, I stretched my waist comfortably.
It has been a while since I came to Yuege as an undercover agent, but I have never been officially promoted to editor-in-chief. Instead, I have been working in the previous office, reviewing manuscripts day after day.
It's not like I haven't tried hard enough to deal with this situation.
I also discussed the issue of promotion with Yu and Shi Tachibana. But she just wore that boring smile from beginning to end. After looking at her for a long time, I even felt that this smile had a special meaning.
"Ichisi-kun, have you heard that Xia Xia has been promoted?" Gu Ren mentioned casually during a casual chat.
"I remember her abilities are average." I raised my eyebrows.
"I think so too...but I heard that she went to see Mr. Mimura before she was promoted."
"Ha, so that's it! If you say that, I'll understand."
I fell backwards with relief.
Only then did I realize. The sun can be so dazzling.
"Ahhh, why am I a boy!"
"Ichiji-kun...calm down..." Tanito drank the familiar mocha and huddled into the stool helplessly.
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A familiar night.
This was the first time I didn't wander around Mafia's shopping street.
Without the familiar smell of fireworks and food, today is inevitably a bit eclipsed.
But my move tonight must be considered purposeful: when I passed the general manager’s office yesterday, I accidentally heard that the boss likes to hang out at the port.
Although it is unclear whether the boss he mentioned is the same person as the leader of the carrier pigeon, this is also the only opportunity I have so far to get close to a senior figure.
As a male, a big company like Yuege is really too complicated.
When we arrived at the port, shipments were probably going to be shipped as usual tonight. The men in black from Mafia were wandering around, examining the surroundings with uniformly equipped flashlights.
The special thing about tonight is that I can no longer appear in front of them openly. After all, after disguising myself, I am no longer Mafia's "Time Death".
Although it is easy to defeat them with my strength, it is not worth exposing my identity and abilities.
But obviously, sometimes the less you want something, the more it will find you.
Click——
It was the sound of the pistol's safety being turned on.
With the cold touch on the back of my head, I didn't feel nervous. I just raised my hand silently: "If you have something to say, please say it. I'm just a passerby."
Not long after I said this, I realized that my current state was a little too calm.
Because my back was facing the unknown Mafia, I could only feel his arm holding the pistol trembling slightly.
Is it fear? I laughed secretly in my heart.
"Report, I have the leader of the carrier pigeon under control!" With a hissing noise, the man reported as if speaking to something like a walkie-talkie.
What! ? My body couldn't help but twitch.
"Wrong person." I responded calmly and took a step forward.
"Don't move!" His movements became more rough, which made my head hurt.
"Hey..." I sighed softly.
Chaotic footsteps were approaching from all directions, and the watery moonlight became colder and colder.
It's time to leave, or you won't be able to leave.
I turned around at the speed of light before the other party had time to react. I took off his pistol with one hand, and the sound of a misfire sounded, buzzing in my brain.
I casually tucked the pistol into the waistband of my trousers, and placed it on the Mafia three times. What's interesting is that after he fainted, he still had the last trace of shock on his face.
It was time to go, as the pistol went off and my position was exposed.
I trotted forward, sticky sweat flowing into my eyes, making me hoarse.
I finally ran to a bunker in a twists and turns, but I only heard a few screams as the air was cut through. I felt the pain and knelt down on one knee.
The clothes on her abdomen were dyed bright red, and the dim light of the street lights flashed in front of her eyes. This world, like an old television set, is truly new and disturbing.
One of the Mafia ran over and grabbed me by the collar.
"It would be bad if I don't use my powers anymore..." I muttered in a low voice, casually picking up the pocket watch in my pocket and quietly activating my powers in my mind.
A faint blue light shot up from my body, like a flame in the dark night sky. As if she was afraid of being burned, Mafia quickly let go of her hand and picked up the gun. The black hole of the wound forced me.
The body's functions gradually recovered, and the warmth flowed back into my body again. The suit gradually became a little wider, probably because he accidentally went back in time too much, but after all, he was still fifteen or sixteen years old.
When I saw the man in surprise, I immediately stood up and prepared to run away, but I never thought that when I turned around, I bumped into someone's arms.
"I never expected that I could meet you wherever I go - a person from the future who shouldn't exist."
The man had a mustache on his nose and lips, wore a long coat, and held an old umbrella.
He approached me step by step, and the scent of books, like time settling, got closer and closer to me. But I seemed to be frozen, standing in place unable to move even half a step.
This man must be the real leader of the homing pigeons.
"My men, my goods, my personnel, and the recent chaos in time and space are all related to you, right? ... In this case, is it justified for me to execute you?"
"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary editor..." I swallowed and observed the man along the gap between the bangs.
"But kid, I'm afraid you haven't reached the legal working age yet." As he said that, the man raised his wrist and tapped my lower abdomen with the tip of the umbrella. But it felt like I had been punched hard, and my mouth suddenly felt fishy and sweet. My body was also folded to the limit, and I bumped into several Mafia while flying into the air.
I struggled to get up, and despite the pain, I suddenly felt that the lightness of my body was terrifying. When I looked down, I realized that the suit was already too wide: my time had returned to before.
"It's over, the person who stole my powers." The man's figure swayed in front of me, his dark eyes full of sharpness.
Plagiarism? What does he mean?
When I was puzzled, I saw the increasingly shining blue light on his body, and I also raised the hand holding the pocket watch like a conditioned reflex.
In an instant, light blue and azure blue merge and sublimate, reflecting the night like day.
Normally, our abilities would never shine so brightly. So speaking of it, this moment must be the singularity of our abilities.
How wonderful.
My eyes were shaken so hard that I couldn't open them completely, and no matter how I moved my head, I couldn't escape the light coming from all around me.
But soon this feeling disappeared, replaced by endless darkness. At that moment, I seemed to be back in my infancy again.
Ignorant, ignorant.
