[Comprehensive] The whole family has passed through, except me

After leaving the restaurant, in the cold wind mixed with rain on the street, the tip of her nose could no longer smell the smell of cheap food in the restaurant, Rita's stomach discomfort seemed to be much better.

Sitting in Craig's sports car again, she asked if she could go to a nearby supermarket to buy some daily necessities before going home.

"Are you sure your body is okay?" When she came out of the bathroom just now, her pale complexion and appearance of about to collapse did not seem to be all right.

"It's okay, morning sickness or something, just get used to it."

"You...are pregnant?" Craig turned his head in surprise.

After all, she was only two months pregnant, and Rita was of a thin body type. Coupled with the thick and loose clothes in winter, the slightly protruding belly could not be seen at all.

"Yeah, it's only been two months." When it comes to the child, Lita always subconsciously puts her palms on her lower abdomen, and smiles unconsciously on her face.

In fact, yesterday, when he received the task assigned by his superiors to protect this young girl, the information showed that she was more than two months pregnant, but when these words came out of her mouth at this moment, her face raised a smile. The happiness and anticipation of being a mother still moved Craig a little.

That kind of smile, which is obviously sick but seems extremely strong, always makes people want to care and care for her.

The car stopped at the entrance of a supermarket without two excuses. Lita calculated the distance, and it took about 15 minutes to walk from here to her rented apartment, which seemed quite convenient.

Walking into the supermarket, Rita pushed a shopping cart and went to the shelves in the daily necessities section first, while Craig was always by her side, responsible for helping her get the goods on the shelves.

This kind of daily life at home hardly existed in Rita's memory.

She grew up in Gotham orphanage since she was a child, and lived in a student dormitory after she was admitted to university. After graduation, she was planning to rent a house to find a job, but was found by Tony's father.

Now, she is so leisurely pushing the shopping cart to compare the styles and prices in front of one shelf after another, thinking about the items she will need in her future life, which gives her a sense of freshness.

If her surname is not Stark, or if she is not married to a man like Bruce Wayne, this will actually be a portrayal of her daily life, right?

"I think it should be enough for you to take these for the time being today."

Lita walked away for a while, and when she lowered her head again, the shopping cart was already full.

In addition to the new sheets, quilts, pillows, towels, slippers, shower gel, toothbrush and other daily necessities that she had chosen before, Craig also brought her a variety of cleaning supplies, including laundry, tableware, and There are cleaners and tools for cleaning furniture, floors, and kitchens at home.

"Huh?!" Lita was stunned at first.She seemed to have almost forgotten about it.

There are no maids and housekeepers at home, so I have to do the housework myself in the future!

"Do you still need to go to the tableware and stove area?" Craig pointed to the shelf on the other side, "I don't think you have these in your home."

"Okay." It's rare to have free labor today. Such a large, heavy and inconvenient item must be a one-off purchase.

Speaking of which, this new neighbor I just met seems to be a little too enthusiastic?

Is he naturally helpful, or is he just too attractive?

One shopping cart was already full, so Lita had to push the second one, and began to choose suitable kitchen supplies in the kitchen utensils area. Except for various seasonings that need to be purchased in the food area, other goods here are quite complete. of.

Lita thought that she lived alone, and even if she needed to entertain friends in the future, she would not have many opportunities, so she chose four or five sets of tableware for daily use, including ordinary frying pans, frying pans, and soup pots, some spatulas and spoons And knives, it should be about the same.

On the side of the shelf for choosing knives, Lita saw a young boy in his teens dodging there, walking back and forth several times, but hesitating.

This unusual behavior made her take a second look, but Craig beside her seemed to have noticed the child a long time ago.

"He—" Lita was about to say something, but Craig just shook his head, pushing the shopping cart with one hand and stopping Lita from walking forward with the other.

Then the boy looked around in private again, and after confirming that there was really no one around, he finally reached out and quickly took a folded switchblade from the shelf, and inserted it into his trouser pocket with his backhand...

"Hey, boy, I don't think that's a wise move."

Craig, who was standing next to him just now, had walked behind the boy without knowing when, and grabbed his wrist holding the knife.

Could he teleport with Quicksilver?

Why did the man beside her run so far in the blink of an eye?

"I want you to meddle in your own business!" The boy struggled a bit, and shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Speak louder, the security guards should be here in a while."

"Let me go!" The boy was still unconvinced, and even opened the diaper he had just stolen from the shelf and stabbed at Craig's arm, "Oh...it hurts..."

However, Craig just moved his fingers lightly, and the boy's entire expression was distorted in pain, and his fingers were weak. Seeing that the knife was about to fall to the ground, Craig easily held it with his other hand.

Lita, who has witnessed all this, said: Her new neighbor is not only rich and handsome, but he has nothing to say when he reaches out, which is simply unscientific!

There must be something wrong!

Rita began to seriously think about the true identity of this new neighbor, and when she regained her senses, Craig had already stood by her side again, and it seemed that the boy's problem had been solved by him.

Rita didn't care how Craig dealt with these problem children in the end. After all, on the streets of Gotham, these families were poor, and there were countless children who might go astray and become street gangsters.They have long passed the age that they can be adopted by orphanages. Even if they are sent to some welfare institutions or relief stations, they will go back to their old ways in a few days.

"May I take the liberty to ask, what kind of business does Mr. Craig do?"

"Well... I used to be in the army, and now I'm running a small business, such as finance and trade." Craig knew that Rita was probably suspicious of his previous actions, but he was also a little curious about Rita's Identity, after all, the information provided by his shrewd boss is very limited, and he once tried to investigate Lita's files, but found that most of her files were classified as confidential for some reason, and were protected with very advanced anti-hacking technology. .

"What does Miss Howlett do in England? Tourism, vacation, or..."

"Hmm... come out to relax." Lita replied casually.

Craig continued to probe: "Then your husband...does he trust you to fly to such a far city alone?"

"I don't have a husband, so I'm relatively free." At this time, Lita didn't want to think about anything about Bruce Wayne, so she deliberately concealed the fact that she had just divorced.

Craig misunderstood the sadness that flashed in her eyes for a moment, "I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't ask this question."

A single mother without a husband, she looks like an ordinary girl in her 20s, with no special abilities.

Could it be that the reason he was sent to protect her was the child in her womb?

Is the child's father some mysterious and unspeakable figure?

"It's okay, I think it's fine now. By myself at least I—" Lita was about to say something, and Craig's cell phone rang.

Craig glanced at the caller ID, made an apologetic gesture to Leta, and stepped aside.

******************************************************************************

"James Bond." It was an elegant and lazy voice that spoke.

"It's me, sir."

"How is the target person now?"

"Everything is going well. Shopping for groceries now."

"Is she in good health?"

"Other than some pregnancy symptoms, there should be nothing wrong."

"Mr. Bond, what I need is an exact answer, not an answer." The man on the phone seemed slightly dissatisfied with his answer, "Her safety and comfortable life are very important to us."

"Yes sir, I will do my best to ensure her safety." It's okay to protect a pregnant woman, but what the hell is it to live comfortably?

What's more, this always mysterious and aloof MI6 executive, unexpectedly personally appointed a senior agent to complete an ordinary protection task.

You must know that every task he did in the past was related to the fate of the entire world.

"Mr. Bond, I need to remind you once again of the importance of this mission. There must be no mistakes."

"Sir, actually this lady...couldn't she be..."

"What?" The tone on the other side of the phone seemed to have changed.

"It's nothing, I did as you asked." At this moment James Bond seemed to be more sure of his guess.

After hanging up the phone, Bond was about to return to Lita to help her continue shopping for daily necessities.

"Ah——there are... dead people..."

With a cry of surprise, accompanied by the sound of "jingling, jingling, jingling" pots hitting the ground, Bond walked over quickly, and saw Lita standing in a daze in front of an inconspicuous shelf in the corner, pointing blankly. At the gap of a shelf——

There stood a human head that had begun to rot...

His eyes were wide open, gray and cloudy, and the original color of the eyeballs could no longer be seen clearly. There were dried blood streaks on the mouth, nose and corners of the eyes, and his mouth was slightly open.

Bond quickly stood in front of Lita, blocking her sight, put his arm around her back, and pressed her head against his chest, "It's okay, it's okay, don't look—"

The author has something to say: Hahahaha~~ The mysterious boss is going to take the blame...

Although I think the identity of the heroine should not be concealed, but for the sake of dramatic effect, we temporarily act as Tony’s father and ex-husband and protect the heroine’s background information very strictly hahahaha~

And now I will send 20 red envelopes for the last chapter

--------------------------------------

007, who is also full of inner drama: Suddenly, I really want to post an anonymous message on MI[-]'s internal forum: Boom!Mr. British Government has a mistress!

Sherlock: It is said that my brother has been secretly protecting a pregnant woman recently!

Watson: (⊙o⊙) Oh.Did not expect him to be such a British government! !She even took care of her lover and got pregnant!

Mysterious Boss: I don't want to take the blame for this.

Batman: What the hell!Do I agree?