"Is this your home?"
Valentin looked at the two-story building in front of him and felt that he had been deceived. Ansuo touched his ears sheepishly and smiled.
What about the tragic past when he was abandoned by his parents and became homeless, so he could only survive by stealing batteries... and stealing? !
"This is not my home, it's just a place where a kind person provided me with accommodation..." Hidden Lock pointed to the cat's eye on the door. Surrounding the cat's eye was a cat-shaped decoration with a big hat, which looked cute and weird at the same time.
The exterior style of this two-story building is incompatible with the surrounding slums. Most of the slums are shops or crowded houses with colorful neon lights on the door. The common feature of them is that the outer white walls are damaged, like cracked spider webs, and there are twisted water marks. Like vines in a dark forest.
The outer wall of this two-story building is painted with black paint. Although there are traces of time, it is extremely superficial. It was probably just renovated not long ago. The windows on the first and second floors were covered with heavy curtains, completely eliminating the possibility of prying eyes. Valentine took a few steps back and looked around. The location of this two-story building is not too remote. It is surrounded by shops selling clothes and furniture with neon lights on their doors, so the environment is not too noisy. The main road in the slum is far away from here, and the sounds of the speedsters at night should not be heard. If you ignore these two narrow roads, this house is indeed a good place to live.
"Come in." The secret lock turned the door handle, opened the door and greeted Valentine and the two.
Valentine walked into the room and saw neatly stacked cardboard boxes.
It seemed that the door he just walked through was the back door.
"Why don't you go through the main entrance?" Valentine opened a cardboard box. What was inside was not the daily necessities he imagined, but...a whole box of hardcover playing cards.
There are various brands, and they are completely unopened.
"Because that guy didn't let me go through the main entrance." Ansuo took off the coat he just bought and put it on his arm. The temperature in the room was just right and she no longer had to wear the thick jacket.
"And she didn't go through the front door when she went out."
"Strange landlord, strange you." Valentine closed the carton and opened another. This time he guessed correctly. Inside were various tarot cards, also exquisitely packaged and unopened.
"The person who adopted you sells playing cards?"
Snapped.
Xing Yihuang slapped Valentin's hand. Looking at Xing Yihuang's stern gaze, Valentin stuck out his tongue and wisely did not open other cartons.
"It doesn't matter, just take a look." Ansuo didn't mind Valentin's behavior: "She put these things here after getting them, and they are basically unused. I guess she has forgotten these things."
"take?"
Valentine realized something.
"Yes, these gadgets were all picked up by her when she went out." The hidden lock opened several cardboard boxes around her. They were all filled with exquisite little things that seemed to have no use other than being beautiful.
"And she didn't miss once."
Speaking of this, the secret lock sighed and closed the box.
"That guy didn't have the consciousness to pack her things at all. The random things were all over the floor. I collected them for her and put them away. Otherwise, she might not even have a place to sleep."
"You are really... a family." Valentin felt that this house might have been stolen by the landlord of the secret lock by some means.
This storage room is at least four square meters, and it is almost full of all the things that come in. It has never entered the police station once. This is not called a thief, but a thief.
A dashing waiter with a ponytail who knew how to perform acupuncture flashed through his mind.
"Then this house..." Valentine thought it would be better to ask. Lest one day when you look for the hidden lock, you suddenly find that the door of the house is sealed.
"She bought it, not stole it." Looking at Valentine's surprised expression, Ansuo could easily guess what he was thinking.
"She has been here in Longmen for about a year and a half. When I first came here, I stole her money, but I was caught and she let her go. Later, we met many times, and something happened along the way, so I stayed at her house. Got off."
Ansuo recalled every detail of his encounter with the landlord and took Valentine upstairs.
Excluding the somewhat crowded storage room, the decoration in the room is still very good. The overall look reminds Valentin of Rhode Island's group operator Toyama.
The first floor is covered with dark-toned wallpaper, the table is filled with props for divination, the dark purple tablecloth is tattooed with strange eye patterns, and the counters beside the wall are filled with various mysterious small objects, crystals Skulls, glass balls and other things, the overall look is like a small shop selling occult items and providing divination services.
It's just that the items in the counter and the items on the table were covered with a light layer of gray, and it looked like it hadn't been open for a long time.
"By the way Ansuo, since you have a place to live, why don't you find a job? It's not a problem to steal things all the time." Looking at the long ears on the top of Ansuo's head, Valentin felt that she was not the kind of lazy person. people.
"A little girl who has been stealing for a living in the slums since she was a child. What other skills does she have besides stealing? Not to mention that she is malnourished and cannot eat enough. She is an infected person. There is someone more suitable for any job than you. Apart from stealing, I There is no way out."
The secret voice sounded a little lonely.
"I just have a place to stay, not a hope of living a normal life."
"Won't your landlord let you help her look after the store or something? Then you don't have to do those things."
"she?"
The secret lock turned his head and looked at Valentine with an ugly smile on his face.
"Did you see those things just now? They are all covered in dust. This is the result of me cleaning them often for her."
"I haven't seen her open the front door since I was adopted by her... Speaking of adoption, she just gave me a room to sleep in. And I was responsible for cleaning her and picking up the things that came in. s things."
"And cooking. If I get caught and don't come back, she'll go out and look for food on her own. Not with money to buy it, of course."
…
This Thief Saint is still a lazy guy.
"This is my room, come in." The secret lock opened the door of a room on the second floor, walked in, folded the long jacket and put it in the closet. It was a smaller bedroom, but at least it had room for them all to sit.
"By the way, tell me in detail those... characteristics of the integration movement, so I can get ready to inquire about the news."
After receiving the boss's things, you have to work. Ansuo is very self-aware of this.
Just then, a black cat appeared at the door. Valentine looked at the black cat, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.
There was not a single hair on the black cat's body, and its eyes showed a special orange-red color, which reminded Valentin of the lava in the crater. But the most special thing is that this black cat also wears a huge three-cornered hat on its head. The brim is very long, like a witch hat in a fairy tale. If the black cat does not look up at him, Valentine will not be able to see the black cat. Eye. The black cat's ears are not covered, but exposed through two small holes in the hat.
Combined with what Valentin had just seen on the first floor, he began to think that the cat in front of him was the landlord of the secret lock.
Isn't it common knowledge that witches can turn into cats?
"Is this your landlord?" Valentine squatted down and wanted to reach out to touch the hat on the black cat's head, but the other party nimbly dodged it. She jumped directly to the secretly locked bed, looking at the two Valentines with orange-red cat eyes, full of curiosity.
"Is this your new friend, meow? He looks like a rich man."
Black Cat spoke.
Valentin and Xing Yihuang looked at each other without any shock.
"This Waifan person is my boss, and that Dragon person is my boss's girlfriend. They want me to collect some information about the slums. They just came to Longmen and have no place to live. Don't you still have a vacant room here? It happens to be rented to They can also give you some money to buy food... By the way, you won't go out to steal food again today, right?!"
Ansuo wiped the corners of the black cat's mouth with his hand, then picked up the black cat and placed her on the ground.
"Don't go to my bed in cat form next time, your shoes are very dirty!"
It seems that the relationship between Ansuo and this black cat is very harmonious.
"Meow."
The black cat stuck out his tongue, not sure if he was complaining or something. She jumped to the secret bed again, but turned into a ball of black smoke in mid-air. A wisp of black mist drifted into Valentine's nose, letting him smell a strange fragrance. Valentin frowned, a slight drowsiness hit his brain, and the scene in front of him was a little blurry.
Valentine shook his head, and the sleepiness quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
The black mist quickly disappeared, and the black cat disappeared, replaced by a petite film girl. Looking at the familiar big hat and red stockings, Valentine's suspicion was finally confirmed.
“Reality requires logic, but coincidence does not.”
Valentine smiled slightly.
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Yeyan."
——————Yeyan’s cat is really poisonous, awsl————————
"The target entered a two-story building in District 7 of the slum. The curtains were very thick and I couldn't see the scene inside the house. Five minutes have passed and there has been no sound from the house. It's over."
While Valentine was chatting with Ye Yan, in a fast food restaurant not far from this small building, a dragon man wearing worker's clothing was reporting the situation to Chen in the corner of the restaurant, and his words were mixed with noodles. the sound of.
"Can you finish the noodles and then report back?"
Chen on the other end of the channel raised his head while listening to the sound of his men eating noodles. Although Chen Neng could hear what he said, the discordant sounds mixed with it still made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"I'm just pretending. I'm a worker having lunch now. Of course I have to eat a lot of noodles and... drink, otherwise I'll be easily suspected."
The subordinate spoke righteously, but the sound of slurping noodles did not stop, and he even stopped to take a sip of beer.
"It's three o'clock in the afternoon. Will the workers of that company go to eat at this time? Do you think you are the only customer in the restaurant? Have you forgotten everything you learned at the Imperial Academy?!"
Chen squeezed a piece of paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can, and successfully threw the ball over the edge of the bucket.
Looking at Chen who was getting angry, Xingxiong sighed, picked up the paper ball and threw it into the trash can, and put the milk tea he bought on Chen's desk. Chen held the phone and looked at Xingxiong, nodded slightly, and continued to scold his operators.
Although Valentine did not resist Longmen's will, surveillance was still necessary. After all, he was not one of Longmen's own. The Guards Bureau operator responsible for surveillance is Chen's best at tracking and monitoring. The number of surveillance missions he has completed can definitely rank among the top ten in the Guards Bureau. Of course, those old people from the Guards Bureau must be excluded.
Although this guy's level does not seem to match his achievements and he always makes some inexplicable mistakes, his ability and luck were still recognized by Chen, and he honorably accepted this surveillance mission. .
Then on the first day of the mission, Chen cursed at him, just like he had done on so many missions before.
"There are other people in the restaurant... Oh, that's the waiter washing dishes." Mr. Scout looked around and finally saw a "customer" sitting in the restaurant like him. With gray-white hair, small triangular ears and a slender tail, he looks like he should be a Zarak.
But this "customer" was wearing plastic gloves to wash vegetables. Mr. Observer thought for a moment and still didn't lie.
"This at least means that my reporting work will not be monitored by others."
But he didn't give up looking for other reasons.
Chen gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down the urge to draw a knife and kill someone. After giving a few orders, she hung up the phone and sat on the chair with a cold face. The temperature in the office dropped a lot.
"Milk tea, it's still hot." A big hand holding a cup of milk tea with a straw inserted in it stopped in front of Chen. Chen raised his head, looked at the generous smile of his old friend, and forced a smile.
"Thanks."
Milk tea tastes very good, just the kind she likes to drink the most.
"They are all newcomers. It is inevitable that they will make mistakes. There is no need to be angry about this." Xing Xiong sat on Chen's desk, chewing the pearls in the milk tea. Although Chen is a rigid person, he is still very gentle to his old friend Xing Xiong.
Chen didn't speak, just drank the milk tea in his hand. Xingxiong patted her shoulder, stood up and returned to his desk. Chen raised his head, looked at Xing Xiong's dark green hair, and bit into pieces a pearl.
"I'm not going to get angry over such a small thing."
"That's right." Xingxiong turned around, showed a smile and walked back to Chen's side, tapping her shoulder lightly: "You can't keep things in your heart all the time. It's not good for your health. Talk about it. Let me share it with you.”
"What do you think of Longmen?" Chen threw the milk tea cup into the trash can. This time she didn't throw it over the edge of the bucket, but hit the heart.
"It's pretty good. Although it has shortcomings, it's not harmful. The system is more advanced than that of Casimir of the Eastern Kingdom of Yan. The order is more stable than Victoria of Colombia. The GDP is also among the top city-states in the world."
In Xing Xiong’s eyes, Longmen looks like an ideal city.
“But what about the ghettos?”
Chen looked into Xing Xiong's eyes.
Xingxiong scratched her head, she knew what Chen was talking about. A murder occurred in the slums a few weeks ago. All members of a gang were massacred, but the Rat King had no idea about it. The Longmen Guards Bureau had no clue from the beginning of the investigation until now. Not long ago, when Valentine entered the country, Chen received an order from Wei Yanwu to abandon the investigation of the case and at the same time asked her to negotiate with Valentine.
"The Longmen Guards Bureau, the agents of Longmen Law, now want to ignore the innocent souls in the slums and leave this matter to another criminal?"
Chen felt sick when she thought about what she said to Valentine that day, "The Longmen Guards Bureau will ignore the illegal acts you committed during the execution of the mission to the greatest extent possible."
She was a police officer. She would actually say such things to a criminal. The highest officer of Longmen ordered her to say this. Chen felt that something in his heart was gradually losing its temperature.
"Old Chen, you have to know that the law cannot bring every criminal to justice." As Chen's right-hand assistant, Xing Xiong naturally knew about Valentine. She was on duty at the Guard Bureau when Valentine entered the country. , the news was delivered directly to her from the city gate, and then she notified Chen, and finally the report reached the ears of Wei Yanwu.
"Sometimes we can only let them take advantage of others. There is no other way. The law requires evidence, but we don't have it. Even if we know who the murderer is, we can't arrest him. At this time, we can only use some unconventional means."
"Moreover, those guys have blood debts in their hands. The result of arresting them is basically the death penalty. What Mr. Wei did is just another way of executing the death penalty."
Chen is not a child, so she naturally understands the reason. Only dead criminals are good criminals. If the law cannot restrain them, they can only use violence to solve problems.
However, as the face of the Longmen Guard Bureau, Mr. Chen felt the humiliation of having the law crushed under his feet by Valentine.
"Maybe I should have informed that guy then, so that you wouldn't feel so uncomfortable, Old Chen, right?"
Seeing Chen's gloomy look, Xing Xiong felt uncomfortable.
"Whoever informs has a result." Chen closed his eyes and lay on the back of the chair. "Thank you, Star Bear. At least I feel better now."
"It's okay." Looking at Chen who had returned to her normal state, Xingxiong pinched her cheek.
Looking at Chen, who had a slight anger in his eyes, Xingxiong smiled.
"Would you like to eat beef hotpot together after get off work? I'll invite you."
"There is no reason for a subordinate to invite his superior. I'll do it." Chen closed the file on the table and gently pushed Xing Xiong's arm: "It's working time now, go back to work quickly, or your salary will be deducted."
"Anyway, Mr. Wei is the one who pays my salary, and you have nothing to do with it...Luanluoluo." Xingxiong stuck out his tongue at Chen's dead fish eyes, and his green hair was floating like dense vines in the woods. She strode back to her seat, and the office was filled with Xingxiong's laughter and Chen's foul language.
Only in front of Chen Xingxiong can Xingxiong be so happy, and only in front of Xingxiong can Chen be so relaxed.
How long can this kind of life in the Guards Bureau, which is strict but also funny, last?
A thick dark cloud was forming over Longmen, no different from the dark clouds over Chernobog, but they still knew nothing about it.
