Finally bowed to the white-haired forces

"Huh~huh~huh~" Tsujimura Fukatsuki hummed a lively tune and walked briskly. She was handy at the edge of the cooking table in the kitchen, brewing high-grade coffee beans, calculating the time in her mind to pour the brewed coffee into the cup.

Two sugar cubes just right, mellow and full-bodied high-end handmade coffee.

"Are you in a good mood today?" With one hand holding a pen to write and draw on the paper, and the other hand pinching the slender body of the pipe, Ayatsuji said without raising his head, because he didn't want to see Tsujimura Fuka Yue was so happy that she was covered in flowers, it looked so stupid.

"Of course, I only need to work half a day today... No, why do I tell this, the agent's schedule is also a secret. But it's nothing important." Tsujimura Mizuki put down the coffee cup, she looked down at the freshly brewed coffee Coffee was lost in thought, and because he was so happy to be able to rest, he went to make coffee for Ayatsuji pedestrian without knowing it.

Her willpower, no, she must get rid of this situation of being called around as a maid.Tsujimura Fukatsuki clenched his fists and took a deep breath, and was about to say something.

"Oh, is that so? Tiantian 007 of your supernatural special affairs department actually still has time to rest." There was a hint of disbelief in the clear and cold voice, the smooth writing pen in his hand suddenly paused, and the delicate but indifferent expression Ayatsuji pedestrian put down his pen and finished his writing work.

He slowly took a puff of the cigarette, and the smell of the burning tobacco leaves permeated the air, not very choking, but reminiscent of a burning fireplace in winter.

Compared with the false illusion of warmth, Ayatsuji pedestrian is very cold, his cold words and sharp eyes are daunting.

"When did you receive the 'vacation' message." Ayatsuji pedestrian half-raised his eyes lazily, without the cover of the pair of brown glasses, the lily-style antique lamp cast a dim yellow light, gilding the cold red eyes. A layer of false warm light was applied, the blond hair fit his face, and his inhuman temperament was also weakened a bit.

"Why are you suddenly interested in this?" Tsujimura Mizuki murmured, although he really wanted to say that they are a formal government agency, what's wrong with the holidays, but it is a fact that the Supernatural Secret Service Division often works overtime due to lack of manpower. .Even with the important and confidential task of supervising murder detectives, Tsujimura Fukatsuki didn't stay in Ayatsuji's office all the time to monitor Ayatsuji's pedestrians so that he would not act rashly and do something irreversible.

Tsujimura Fukatsuki also needs to go out frequently to assist other agents or perform solo tasks.

"While going out in the morning, or after the routine lectures?" Ayatsuji walker asked a question unhurriedly, twirling the long pipe between his fingers with his slender fingers, with a casual look as if it was just a topic of chat .

"Why do you know that I was reprimanded again?!" Tsujimura Mizuki was so ashamed and angry that she was found out, she was obviously the supervisor, Tsujimura Mizuki covered her face, "...it was after the lecture, the internal mailbox text message."

"Do you want to say that someone deliberately sent a fake text message? Impossible, this is an email address that only insiders will know, and there are very few people who are restricted to send email notifications." But Tsujimura Mizuki I still hesitated for a while, the ability of Ayatsuji pedestrians is obvious to all, if he raised the question, then things might really be tricky.

"I didn't say that." Ayatsuji pedestrian glanced sideways, overturned her guess, and said deliberately, "Think about your basic work ability, except for making good coffee, you can do it with almost nothing. What to do, your boss shouldn't be impatient with you."

"This vacation may turn into a permanent jobless stay at home." Ayatsuji Pedestrian looked optimistic.

The sharp words instantly pierced Tsujimura Mizuki's heart, because Ayatsuji was right, but it was too heartbreaking to say it so bluntly.

Mizuki Tsujimura was deeply depressed.

"Well, the above are all my guesses. Enjoy your vacation. I'm the only one here. It's up to you what kind of commission I can accept." Ayatsuji pedestrians let out a puff of smoke leisurely, With a leisurely look, it is completely impossible to see that hobbies seem like demons who use words to destroy people's hearts.

"If you don't talk, I'll have a better vacation." Tsujimura Fukatsuki was shocked and didn't recover.

"Anyway, your vacation is as short as it is." Ayatsuji pedestrians sneered, "It's so pitiful."

He couldn't hold his head up in front of Ayatsuji pedestrians at all, and he couldn't show the aura of a watcher at all.Tsujimura Shenyue thought of her strict boss, and couldn't figure out why she was asked to do the task of monitoring Ayatsuji.

"Is there no mission that is more in line with the identity of an agent and has a great sense of mystery? However, it seems that I forgot something, what?" Tsujimura Fukatsuki thought after leaving Ayatsuji's office.

That guy forgot to take the mission report away, and Ayatsuji Xingren deliberately didn't speak, wondering when she would find out, but he didn't remember it until he went out.

"With such a sloppy personality, how did she become a secret agent?" Ayatsuji pedestrians were almost speechless.

The two cats kept in the detective agency, one black cat and one Sanhua, seemed to have had enough to eat and drink, and started to take a walk in the house. Seeing that the real owner, Ayatsuji Kinto, was still in the house, he gave a face Went to rub his leg.

Ayatsuji pedestrian looked up at the glass window behind him, and he knew that even if Tsujimura Mizuki left, there would be at least one sniper team on standby outside the glass window behind him.The room was originally equipped with bugs and monitors, but because of the non-cooperation of Ayatsuji pedestrians, those things lost their function, and they were removed as they were installed.Probably kept one or two of them unwillingly.

"It's not bad to be able to sneak in here." The corner of Yan Tsuji pedestrian's mouth curled up into a smile. He wanted to see how the intruder would lure away the snipers outside the window, but suddenly he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn it."

With a snap, the pipe was slapped on the table.

In the best view of the sniper, after Tsujimura Mizuki left the house, Ayatsuji pedestrian who had been sitting in front of the window remembered to feed the cat, went to the kitchen to make cat food, and then sat back to read a book for a while.Seemingly bored, Ayatsuji got up and opened the door leading to the basement.

Walking down the spiral staircase, the eerie cold air hits the legs of Ayatsuji pedestrians from bottom to top. It is already midsummer outside but the basement is chilly, with a dim light and many various dolls arranged like a doll museum. Various dolls.This is literally the place where horror stories happen.

"As a guest who doesn't come in person, you are really very comfortable in my house." Without thinking too much, Ayatsuji pedestrians are just mocking the person who is lying on the single sofa and closing his eyes as if he is asleep. The extra individual.

The fanwai individual who was woken up yawned slowly. She just stayed up late to finish a first-level task, and she sent Shimizu away to buy desserts as a reward.The dessert shops were far apart, and the queue time was long. Shimizu would not appear in front of her until dinner time.

After the extra individual sneaked into the Ayatsuji Detective Agency, she originally wanted to go up to the Ayatsuji Pedestrian to tell her about her commission after the special agent of the special agent department left, but the environment in the basement is very quiet and cool, and she would fall asleep if she didn't pay attention. caught.The only downside is that the single sofa is too small, no matter how you lie down, it is uncomfortable.

"I'm so sleepy." The outsider rubbed his eyes, half awake, "Can I sleep a little longer?"

"Impossible." Ayatsuji pedestrian crossed his chest and said ruthlessly, he was able to sneak into the office under the eyes of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and he had no other thoughts except supernatural beings.

It's not an illusion, otherwise she can appear upstairs.

"The email that Tsujimura received was written by you." Ayatsuji Xingxing said with firmness, without even showing any surprise.

"Ha, it's me, because the system is easy to crack." The individual outside the episode yawned again, and curled up on the chair with her legs resting on the armrest of the sofa. "Her mission report today will also be sent on time." She will intercept The content of the message is modified.

At this time, Ayatsuji pedestrians showed a subtle smile as if seeing a comic comedy, "She left the mission report here."

After a while, the individual outside the episode found her own voice, "Is she an idiot?" She actually had a sense of drama as if she had tried her best to play tricks on her.

"She is indeed an idiot, but sometimes she is very lucky." Ayatsuji walked down the stairs and approached the outside entity, observing the girl who was not yet 16 years old.The light was dim and her face could not be seen clearly, but her clear color could be vaguely seen, curled up like a cat on the single sofa and yawning lazily.

With a plaster cast on his right hand, he cannot move flexibly.Ayatsuji pedestrians continued to observe.

The mission report is not in the hands of Tsujimura Fukatsuki, so it is naturally impossible to send it to the people in the supernatural special affairs department. If you can't send the email in time, you will naturally be discovered by the people above, and then follow the vine. Tsuji Xingren is a special A-level dangerous supernatural being.

"Tsk, I might as well take you away." The individual outside the episode looked up at the pedestrian Ayatsuji who was already very close without knowing it, "Do you want to go with me?"

Ayatsuji Xingren did not answer the obviously unreliable proposal of the outsider, he stared at her closely, "Who are you?"

"Fanwai individual." Fanwai individual tilted his head in a daze, still showing him a provocative smile subconsciously, "I heard that you like dolls, whatever type you like, I can find them for you."

"Of course, if you want to play with me, it's not impossible." The extra individual who was created to use that face to destroy the spirit of Accelerator is naturally no different from a humanoid doll.

Purple electric sparks flickered in the dark and airy basement.

"If you dare."