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Back in time, Jing Baiye held the toy handcuffs, recalling what the desperate child said back then.

His memory is very subtle, it is difficult to remember ordinary or ugly people, such as vodka and tequila, he barely remembers vodka because he is often with gin, and he has to turn over the system for the ordinary Daijili Only in the communication section of the website can I remember who he is.

In the past, his boss and second-in-command of the organization, Rum, was in charge of sending him money when he was in France, and the money was sent quickly and abundantly. Jing Baiye firmly remembered his face with another kind of handsomeness.

But he can remember certain special events very clearly, and it has been like this since the first life. Every detail and every sentence of those events—including the expressions on the faces of the speakers—he can remember them all, and he can’t remember them all until now. can not forget.

Thinking of the child whose soul was no longer there, Jing Baiye felt a little complicated, and for a while didn't know what to do with the thing he had thrown away.

"Who found this? Obviously... threw it into the trash can."

He pauses, doesn't say the exact personal pronouns, saying "I" or "he" is weird.

"Bermod picked it up." The boss replied, "At that time she saw you running out alone, and found that your door was unlocked, so she went in to check the situation."

It was just an illegal invasion of other people's houses, and even Shirley, who had the cleanest hands among them, did not show any condemnation.

She touched Moni enough, and carefully returned it to the boss: "Then why did you call me here?"

"The two subordinates of Angustra don't like each other, they are easy to fight, and it's dangerous to leave you there alone." The boss's eyes fell on the cat, dog, wolf and arhat on the white night sweater, and his face seemed to flash With a weird smile, "By the way, let's see how you are, and if you are scared by being watched."

Ireland leaned on a certain shelf with folded hands, and suddenly stood up straight when he heard his words: "Sir, since Xyz Cocktail is eyeing Shirley, it's best to deal with him as soon as possible."

"No, at least until this Saturday." The boss interrupted him, and reached out to touch Shirley's head again, "Sorry, I have to make you worry and frightened for a while, you should be careful this week. Angustra will take you to the hot spring to relax...don't be too scared, he can protect you."

"Okay." Shirley smiled, without any fear in her expression.

The boss withdrew his hand, looked at the silent Jing Baiye, and found that he was still looking at the handcuffs: "You hate these handcuffs?"

"It's not annoying, it's just that I don't know how to deal with it better."

It was the original owner who made a rescue agreement with the person who gave the handcuffs, and it was the original owner who was so desperate that he threw away the handcuffs in the end. Jing Baiye was just a substitute for revenge for him.

This toy handcuff is very special, it is not an ordinary toy, it is the treasure of the original owner and... a completely shattered dream.

—The original owner not only hoped that the police would come to save him, but he also wanted to be a policeman to save those children who were living in violence like him.

Jing Baiye sighed, and finally put the handcuffs back into his pocket.

"How's your shooting and sniping grades?" The boss started to check his homework.

"It's almost the same as before... Now it's a little better."

Jing Baiye opened the system panel and took a look. His shooting itself is A+ level, even if he doesn't have the soul of a dog, he is better than most people.

Under the influence of this passive skill, his upper-middle-level fighting level can be pulled to the special A level, and his already high-level shooting has returned to the level before he shot and accidentally injured his friend in his second life.

"Keep practicing and don't slack off. Most people's talents need continuous practice to maintain."

The boss hugged the gray Scottish fold cat, stroked its chin with his fingers, and continued to say to him: "You have a weapon for long-distance combat, and you'd better find a melee weapon that is handy. Your strength is relatively weak. Plus the right teammates might not be around... you can't always fight empty-handed."

Ireland looked around: "This happens to be a weapon arsenal. I just checked here, and there are many weapons suitable for close combat."

"No, I can prepare it myself, now I should go back."

There are many weapons in the Jingbaiye system store, and he did not forget that there are two subordinates waiting outside.

Although he really wanted to trust Toru Amuro and Moro Hoshida, he [died in situ] because of their fight not long ago... It is better to go back early, with the bonuses given to him by the two of them, Shirley and the boss, In case of a fight, he can also stop them.

"Ireland, do you know where the Walter pps pistol is kept? I want to use it for Shirley." Jing Baiye asked again.

He didn't forget the excuse he made in front of his subordinates. The Walther pps pistol is relatively small, and it was developed for concealed carrying by plainclothes law enforcement officers. It is very suitable for Shirley with small hands.

——

"Bang bang!"

In the shooting training area, as the two shot their last shots, the results of their competition accurately popped up on the instrument next to them.

Akai Hideichi put down his gun, he happened to be one more ring than Amuro Toru, and was the winner this time.

He glanced at Toru Amuro's gloomy face beside him, his original bad mood was swept away, and he wanted to light a cigarette for himself.

—Seeing that the golden retriever was unhappy, he suddenly felt better.

Akai Shuichi even did something that he rarely did in the FBI. He raised a provocative sneer to deliberately stimulate the other party: "It seems that Angostella has a good eye, and can recognize who is stronger at a glance. , more suitable to be a bodyguard."

I don't know which keyword hit Toru Amuro's pain point, and his eyes became fierce.

However, before he had an attack, the electronic door of the shooting training area opened automatically, and Angustra came back with Shirley.

Akai Shuichi watched them approach, and glanced at Toru Amuro out of the corner of his eye. Sure enough, the moment he saw Angostella, he switched to a gentle and friendly face~lightnovelpub.net~This Even the top actors would be ashamed of such a face-changing speed.

"..." Does Angustra know how many faces this guy has?

Akai Shuichi won this contest, and after being childishly straightforward, what filled his heart was more dissatisfaction with Toru Amuro.

When Angustra left just now, he wanted to find a reason to follow, because he saw the little boss sending emails while waiting for the elevator, and there might be other members of the organization here.

Even if they didn't, it didn't matter, it would be good to have a look at the organization's arsenal, so that he could judge their equipment.

Unfortunately, Toru Amuro stopped him before he could say it.

Akai Shuichi couldn't judge whether the obstruction was Toru Amuro's own will or Angostella's order. No matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only accept Toru Amuro's request for the competition, because he could not leave them with the intention to go Arms arsenal, impression of unknown intentions.

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