A charming and dangerous character

Even though it was the end of July, the temperature in City D was still terribly high.

"Gollum—"

Although the iced soda in his hand was about to bottom out, sweat still gushed out from the man's back and neck crazily, and the salty liquid soaked the white hurdling vest inside, sticking to the man's body sticky.

The man had no choice but to reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead, and then looked up at the sunny sky above, thinking that he didn't know when the temperature would really drop.

As the position of the sun continued to move, a ray of light just happened to be refracted by the glass of the opposite restaurant and fell into the man's eyes. He blinked uncomfortably. Although his body took a few steps to the side, his eyes never looked away. Move away from the direction he was looking at before.

And if you follow his gaze, you will find the girl sitting by the window of the hotel, but she doesn't seem to see the man standing outside.

The girl just stretched out her hands out of boredom, and touched her ten bright red nails that had just been painted. Coupled with the impatient expression on her small face, it was obvious that she was waiting for someone to be bored.

And after the man drank the last drop of drink in the glass bottle in his hand, he finally prepared himself mentally.

He didn't think this time was much easier than the situation he had encountered before.

So, he stood up from the spot and smoothed the chicken nest on his head with both hands, deliberately bent over to let his body relax completely, instantly showing a greasy temperament unique to middle-aged men, and then strode towards the hotel. girl walking away.

***

Whether it is the decoration or the software facilities of this hotel, even if you look at the entire D City, it can be called first-class.

After all, in this day and age, it is possible to arrange the entire store to be equipped with air-conditioning. If you think about it, the boss behind it must not be ordinary rich and powerful.

After the polite waiter at the side filled the glass with water, I ignored the menu he handed over, and instead glanced at the quartz clock on the wall——

Although it took only 8 minutes to make an appointment with me, but according to past experience, all the previous guests arrived earlier than me. Why does this one I encountered today seem to be a little different from usual?

What's more, men are usually more proactive in this kind of thing. Could it be that something happened to him on the way here?

I couldn't help but make various guesses in my heart.

But because no one has notified the cancellation yet, I dare not leave here easily.

But the waiting time was a bit unbearable, so I had to cover my left knee with my right leg and raise my legs up on the seat.This pose always makes me feel closer to the grown-up world.

And the pair of wedge sandals on my feet also followed my movements, kicking the stainless steel table legs once and for all, and there was a slight "click" sound under the table from time to time.

About 2 minutes later, I suddenly heard the waiter's uniform greeting voice coming from the door again.

Although I am not very close to the gate of the hotel, and I can't see the specific situation there, I still quickly guessed from the posture of the middle-aged man who entered the door and his walking posture-this person is very likely It is my "guest" today.

So, I immediately broke away from the loose state just now, and immediately straightened my body, ready to wink at the middle-aged man approaching me as usual.

But the moment I finished sizing up the man calmly, and the man walked to the table and was about to greet me, I suddenly realized something.

Then, like a stress reaction, I stood up from the chair without warning.

The reaction of the man in front of me was obviously taken aback by me, but luckily I am a girl who is good at disguising.

So I quickly showed a shy expression on my face, and then I preemptively said to him with a little apology:

"I'm sorry... Maybe you have to wait for me, I want to go to the bathroom now..."

Although the man was a little confused by my actions, since he heard me explain that he was anxious, he still expressed to me that he was okay.

When I saw him nodding, I felt even more "understanding" in my heart.

So I sweetly promised him, "I'll be back soon!"

However, after the man sat down and waited for a long time, the petite and exquisite figure still did not come out of the bathroom, and a very bad feeling climbed into the man's heart.

So, he quickly called the waitress who was standing aside, and wanted to ask her to go to the bathroom to see if the girl was still inside.

At the beginning, the waitress complained about the two customers who only drank water and did not order, and was not willing to help, but after seeing the police officer ID card that the man showed her, she immediately changed her attitude and was very active and cooperative. He entered the women's restroom not far away.

Sure enough, the final result was just as the man expected—there was indeed no one in the toilet at the moment.

There is only one window that has not been closed tightly, staggeringly communicating with the outside world.

After listening to the waitress' answer, the man who was sitting blankly on the seat didn't figure out for a long time, where exactly was the girl who saw his weakness just now.

This man belongs to the S City Police Department, and he is the future criminal investigation expert—Xiong Taili.And he hurried to City D this time just to make an "illegal" transaction with the girl just now.

Because he only learned not long ago that apart from the erotic massage and skin business of the criminal group he has been guarding for a long time, the most profitable business of the whole group is undoubtedly the "young girl service" for special groups.

Don't look at the girl who painted her face gaudyly just now, and her gestures are completely imitating mature women, but the man can still see that the girl in front of him is not full, and still belongs to the category of minors.

What's more, you must know that the police's action today is completely secret. Except for the man in charge of investigating the case, few people in the entire S city police station know about it, and there is basically no possibility of leaking the news.

But what this future forensic expert doesn't know is that after I lied to him without changing my face, I turned around and made a silent grimace at the same time.

Although the uncle in front of me has deliberately relaxed his body and did not reveal his police side to me, it is a pity that I was still "experienced" and I still saw his true identity through my eyes.

Because, whether this uncle came to me or listened to me just now, he always looked at me with respect for women.

He must have never imagined that I have long been used to the more or less, but absolutely lewd eyes from those guests—that kind of desire to swallow me alive immediately, very scary.look.

In short, it is absolutely impossible to be correct in the eyes of that uncle just now.

And it shouldn't be hard for you to guess that I escaped through the window in the bathroom in the end.

I can even imagine the annoyed and frustrated expression on the police uncle's face when he found out that I had left.

Therefore, with a rare good mood, I quickly ran to a place where there were few people, and then I took out the Motorola (an emergency contact tool given by the group to provide service girls) from my pocket, and quickly communicated with my The superior sent this message:

"Miss Du, that guest just now was Tiao Zi!"

It may also be because of the urgency of the situation that Miss Du's news came back quickly.She first asked me: "How is it? You were not caught, nothing happened?"

"I'm fine, otherwise I wouldn't be able to send the message, I was a little scared. But fortunately I escaped in the end, otherwise I will be in trouble." I deliberately lied in the reply message, and then Trying to remind her in words: "Sister Du, do you want to ask who is in charge of taking over the job this time?"

I know that the person who took over the job today must have not followed the rules set by the group - it stands to reason that this kind of business like me can only accept trusted acquaintances or old customers.

But no one thinks it’s too much money, one more customer means more commission, and there must be many brokers who want to introduce this special business to new customers they have just met—it’s just a pain for us These are the people who provide the service.

In normal times, not only do you have to bear the risk of being messed up by guests, but you also have to guard against policemen who may pretend to be guests at any time.

That's why I sent that message on purpose.Although Sister Du is a good boss, I don't want to deal with the unreliable broker I met this time.

And I believe that after Sister Du sees it, she will immediately understand the real meaning I implied in the text message.

However, just after I replied to the message, I then received another message from Sister Du:

"I know you are smart, so there shouldn't be any major problems. If you have nothing else to do, come back first. Xiaoxiang and I are still waiting for you."

After Sister Du mentioned this, I just remembered that today I seem to be going to accompany another girl under Sister Du to "accept" a new identity-to put it bluntly, it is actually going to the black market to find someone to help that girl forge a new ID card .

For "Xiaoxiang" in the message, this might be a big deal, but after I saw the news about Sister Du, I showed a disdainful expression on my face.

Although I will definitely not show my truest side in front of Sister Du and the two, I still can't help complaining in my heart: "Isn't it just a change of name? It's such a battle, it seems like I'm going to be reincarnated .”

While thinking about the girl's name, I laughed in my heart: "It's just a piece of shit, do you still want to become as fragrant as flowers?"

But when I returned to the staff dormitory from outside, I gave Sister Du and the girl gifts and a sweet smile when I entered the door.

"This is what I have prepared to give you a long time ago!"

I smiled at them and said, "Thank you, Sister Du, for your support all the time! Congratulations to you too, Xiao Xiang, you will get rid of your original identity from today on!"

"Wow! It's actually Oupolai!" Xiaoxiang couldn't put it down after receiving the gift. She seemed to be very grateful and said to me: "This brand should be expensive, right? Actually, you don't need to buy such a good thing for me..."

Fortunately, she is not particularly stupid, so she knows how to thank Sister Du together: "Sister Du, you all treat me well and take good care of me...I really, I really don't know how to thank you two ..."

I found that there were many real tears welling up in this silly girl's eyes, so I held her in my arms with Sister Du.

"Okay, why are you crying?" Sister Du was comforting there sincerely, and I was just helping to hand out tissues.

After the three of us were ready, we came to the place where the false certificate was issued.

Because the name change for Xiaoxiang was facilitated by Sister Du, she asked again with concern: "Xiaoxiang, have you figured out what your name will be later?"

Xiaoxiang seemed a little shy in front of the person who made the certificate, but just lowered his head and asked us both: "What do you think... how about I will be called 'Becca' from now on?"

The moment I heard it, I really wanted to laugh at this country bumpkin-I knew she was influenced by the best-selling teenage book "Becca the Little Witch", and I was sure she saw me reading this comic The reason why she continued to watch it in private - she must be very eager to get rid of the past and transform into that charming little girl.

But whether it's because of my liking for the protagonist of the book or some other irrelevant reason, I'm not going to allow this bumpkin to call himself "Becca".

In order to maintain my friendly and harmless image in front of the two of them, I still suppressed the smile, as if standing in her position and said to her: "Would it be a bit strange to have the same name as a comic character?" Too 'that'? This is the name that will be with you for life in the future, why don't you choose it too casually?"

Sure enough, Xiaoxiang immediately followed my train of thought.

"Then what should I be called?" This girl from a poor mountain village actually just wanted to make her name less embarrassing: "I just want to be called a nice and foreign name."

I also took the initiative to propose a solution for her: "Since you want to be more foreign, you might as well call it another English name. Annie, Cindy, Linda, Tommy, Nancy, etc.—"

After listening carefully to my list of English names, she didn't think about it for long, and turned around and said to the master who made the certificate:

"The last name is 'Jiang', the first name is 'Nancy'!"

In fact, I just said these names casually. Whether she is called Tom or Jerry, it has nothing to do with me.

But looking at Xiaoxiang's eyes, she should be very grateful to me in her heart, right?

——Perhaps, from that moment on, I should call her Jiang Nanxi.

Even with a name change, it seems to me that nothing particularly has changed.But apart from Jiang Nanxi, who was "newly born", our co-leader, Sister Du, also became very happy.

She said it was to celebrate and invited the two of us to a high-end restaurant to have a hearty meal.

Then, because we drank red wine with the meal, Ms. Du took advantage of the alcohol after drinking, grabbed the two of us and rushed to a tattoo parlor on the street.

She seemed to be very excited, and told us that on such a special day as today, foreigners always want to leave indelible marks on their bodies—that is, to have tattoos on their bodies. Commemorative value tattoo.

And I don't know what happened that day, maybe I was also affected by my natural pursuit of excitement. Under the instigation of Ms. Du, I didn't even think about the pattern and position, so I let the tattoo master randomly tattoo a tattoo on my arm. blue butterfly.

Although the tattooing process was painful and uncomfortable, when the tattoo master tattooed the same patterns for the three of us, Ms. Du, who had always been extremely strong in front of us, suddenly cried like a child.

Later, she even choked up and told us that she had never thought of accumulating virtue for herself in this industry for so many years, and she was even afraid that she would die a bad death in the future—but she never thought that she would have the opportunity to meet us The two younger sisters who hit it off with her...

I carefully noticed that this was the first time that the charming Du sister cried in front of people with her eye makeup.

Although my physical body acted to appease her, my mentality was always watching everything with a cold eye.

In the end, the two of them took me to the park while they were still drinking, and "worshiped" to the sky and the loess and became sisters of different surnames.

Among them, Sister Du, Du Jialan is the oldest, and therefore ranked the eldest;

Jiang Nanxi, who has just changed her name, is the youngest, the younger sister of the two of us;

And my age is in the middle, which happens to be the most comfortable position where I have an older sister and a younger sister.

They thought that as long as they witnessed to God, this improvised relationship would not change in any way.

The oath may not change, but people have always made changes, haven't they?

Oh, by the way, I don’t seem to have told them——

Actually, I already have a younger sister.

And it's still biological, the kind that is related by blood.

This sister is only a few years younger than me and is still in primary school.

She was also abandoned by my mother when I was very young, and we both grew up in an orphanage together.

But I have never mentioned her existence to anyone.

Although we were born of the same mother, our personalities are completely different and opposite.

Contrary to my early discovery that there is only ugliness and evil in this world, my sister would rather believe that there are truths, goodness and beauty in the world that can only deceive children.

And what's more interesting is that my mother deliberately made her name the same as mine, and also wrote "Amber".

It's just that her pronunciation is the bó of that makeup brand, "Oupo Lai".

And I'm rock-hard, the "amber" pò.