Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

During the first half of the drowsy period, Qianmu felt vaguely that most of his body was soaked in magma, and the blazing heat that would incinerate people was still refusing to leave.

There were no nightmares tonight, but I didn't sleep well.

There is also a burden of increasing heat on his body. Although he restrained himself not to lift the quilt unconsciously, he seemed to be turning over all the time.

I don't know how long I have been suffering in the deep water and heat, and there are occasional coldness, and the dry and scorched throat is constantly moistened by a little warm spring.

Changing from magma to hot spring, I felt much better immediately, and finally settled down after that, and fell asleep——

... Tianming?

Slowly opened his eyes, his vision was still dim, as if the night had not receded.

Qian Mu slowed down for a moment, and reconnected the rationality that was abruptly disconnected last night, and soon remembered that he was in the lounge in the underground research institute, and the sunlight could not shine in during the day, so it should be because the lights in the room were not turned on at this time.

He is no longer leaning against the head of the bed before the fragment last night. Someone has carefully moved his body back to lie flat more comfortably. The thin quilt is also pressed around his body, but for convenience. The heat dissipation is not very tightly covered by the corners.

The tormenting high temperature was swept away, leaving only a little dizziness left. Qianmu moved slightly, as if his hand that had regained some strength just slipped out from under the quilt, he couldn't help but let out a slightly uncomfortable sound from his mouth.

"Well……"

Almost at the same time as the muffled sound, which was so soft that it could hardly be heard, there were also several sounds from the silent corner.

The lights are on.

It suddenly turned from dark to bright, and the white light failed to stimulate Qian Mu's still hazy eyes.

The woman's white and delicate hands were covering his eyes.

After Qian Mu gradually got used to the faint light leaking from between his fingers, and his eyes became clear, Belmod moved his palm away.

"Good morning, Boss." Belmode smiled a lot easier, "Are you feeling better, drink some water first?"

"……it is good."

Qian Mu's first reaction was to tell her that there is no need to take care of him in this way of taking care of children, it is too meticulous, he is not a fragile product that needs careful care.

But when he said this to his subordinates who stayed up all night and kept vigil for him, even Qian Mu, who didn't care much about others, paused, feeling that it was not appropriate.

As soon as he saw Belmode's face, he realized that she absolutely did not obey his order last night, and cooperated with Gin to take turns to rest.

Although Belmode's glamorous makeup is still exquisite - there is a high probability that she has temporarily reapplied her makeup midway, and her beautiful and flowing long curly hair is also neatly done as during the day, but the traces of staying up late on her face are obvious, and her eyes are shining A trace of tiredness.

The members of the organization are basically night owls who don't see the light. After all, the night is a natural umbrella. It is common for them to stay up at night or act all night. For these high-level cadres, staying up all night is not a problem at all.

Belmode actually made himself so tired... Okay, don't guess, Qianmu understands.

Because she stayed with Gin tonight.

After this series of trials, Belmode has a little trust in Gin, and can allow him to stay close to the room where the boss rests, but she wants her to sleep with peace of mind and leave Gin alone in the room—— Don't even think about it, it's impossible.

Gin probably had the same idea as Belmode.

...The result was that they didn't close their eyes at all all night, they insisted on keeping each other vigilant, sitting on one end of the sofa, and kept on guard against each other all night in such a low and strange atmosphere.

Gin wiped his gun silently in the darkness, and went out to take a walk while sending and receiving messages to check the safety situation around him.

Belmode sat with his legs superimposed on a blank face, and occasionally got up to feed the sleeping BOSS some water, and then wiped his forehead with warm water.

The time when you are forced to sit together is to say nothing, never meet your eyes, just pretend that there is no one next to you.

Watching the night with such a high level of mental tension is naturally much more difficult than staying up casually. How heavy and depressing the silent confrontation was last night, you can tell from the gloomy expression of Belmode just now.

Qian Mu drank a glass of water in silence, and resolutely gave up continuing to mediate the personal relationship between these two confidantes who were dangerous like time bombs.

It seemed out of place, though, but he asked anyway: "Where's Gin?"

Gin and Belmode got up from the sofa at the same time just now, but they disappeared after turning on the light.

"Ah, I asked him to prepare breakfast. It's only past nine o'clock, so it's not too late for breakfast."

When Belmode mentioned Gin in front of him, he finally no longer hinted at what he meant, as if they had been getting along very harmoniously that night.

"He's going to prepare breakfast? I remember that there are no ingredients in the research institute, but there should be some in the sanatorium above...but there should be no one there now."

The corner of Qianmu's mouth twitched slightly, wondering if he was affected by the stereotype, Gin, he doesn't seem like the type who can wash his hands and cook at all... There is a possibility that he just grabs a passerby and forces him to cook.

The problem is that there should be no passers-by within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

The nursing home is a cover. This year, the total number of days he and Belmode lived in is less than a month, and the time spent upstairs is even less. Qianmu will not rest assured that there is a huge secret hidden. outsiders can enter and exit at will.

"Have more confidence in Gin, Boss, this trivial matter is nothing to him at all."

Having said that, Belmode obviously didn't mean to speak nicely to Gin, because she immediately laughed out loud: "I remember there are still some materials in the kitchen upstairs, he can prepare something casually for you to see His intentions...Of course, maybe he is a little more powerful and can buy breakfast from other places within 10 minutes."

Qian Mu: "..."

"Haven't you already reconciled?"

After a moment of silence, Qian Mu still couldn't help interfering.

After the sudden incident last night, he had a deeper understanding of Gin, this extremely "trusting" and really unfamiliar confidant.

It’s not like speaking for Gin, Qianmu just suddenly felt that Gin is not easy enough, being stuffed with a lot of work by an irresponsible boss, fighting every day until late at night, and being targeted by Belmode in his spare time, as if The hair that has faded from work seems to have the word "miserable".

Now Gin's loyalty is completely trustworthy, and Belmode will not let him go - Qianmu is actually a little worried that one day in a place where he can't see, these two people will disagree and fight.

"Huh? Boss, don't get me wrong. Not only did I not target Gin, but I have a good understanding with him." Belmode said, "Actually, we didn't have a conversation. I just asked him with my eyes, and he went out by himself." , I believe he should understand, and it will definitely not be difficult to practice with such an active performance.”

Qian Mu: "..." So you didn't even say a word?

He was inexplicably worried about Schrödinger's breakfast.

It will take a while for Gin to come back, and Qian Mu is just about to get up to tidy himself up.

The result was basically the same as he had speculated. After a night of high fever with only the body's immunity, the slight headache can be ignored. Now he seems to be a normal person. After getting up and walking a little, he feels much more relaxed.

After washing up, Qianmu took a shower in the bathroom attached to the lounge. The clothes that were wet with sweat several times yesterday could not be worn, because they were Taoist uniforms, and they had to be dehydrated and brought back to the police academy later.

There are several sets of regular clothes in the closet in the lounge, which are just available for use this time. They are black sweaters, white sweaters, ordinary hoodies, and all loose slacks...all of them are plush.

When Qian Mu randomly picked out a few thick clothes and pants to put on, the red hair came out of the bathroom with steaming steam.

Not surprisingly, he was baptized by Belmode's disgusting gaze again.

"If I had known earlier, I should have taken away these unaesthetic clothes in advance..."

"I've said it all, I'm not old enough to wear a windbreaker to show off my aura...I won't wear the ones you put in if I take it away."

After recovering from his illness, Qian Mu regained his indifferent expression. He sat on the sofa, took a towel and wiped his hair that was still dripping, and then picked up the hair dryer: "And now we need to keep warm more than anything else."

I don't know where Belmode's persistence comes from, she has been trying to bring the boss's clothing style into a noble and low-luxury style.The most common items in Qianmu's wardrobe are either overcoats or trench coats. The color is mainly black, and the styles are simple and elegant. The patterns are exquisite and close to the waist, and each piece is specially matched with shirts, boots, hats and scarves.

Her vision can be said to be very good. As long as Qianmu is willing to wear it, he will definitely be able to wear it with an extremely suitable effect, but he just doesn't want to, and the reason still blocks Belmode every time.

"You won't catch cold indoors, Boss, are you sure you want to dress like this in front of Gin..."

Belmode struggled a little longer this time than before, mainly because of Gin.

Letting that man see the BOSS's relaxed appearance in private, among other things, will have a great impact on the majestic image of the BOSS. What if Gin underestimates the BOSS because of this, no longer respects the BOSS, and wants to replace him?

It is very necessary for superiors to establish their prestige in front of subordinates, especially in an organization like theirs. If they cannot suppress people, the result will be death at least, or even an act of abuse for fun before death. There are too many lessons learned from the past.

Belmode began to speculate reasonably again, yes, Gin is dangerous, and he still can't let his guard down easily, who knows how much respect he has for the boss in the heart of a mad wolf dog without a muzzle.

It's not that she's capricious and can't completely trust anyone, but that for people like her and Gin, doubt is the foundation of life, and it's hard to truly trust each other.

This is also the fate of those who are trapped in darkness, and no one can escape.

——Unless, there are unique exceptions.

Seeing Belmode's unpredictable expression, Qian Mu knew again that most of her labor-intensive temptations yesterday had failed, and it was a waste of half a day's effort.

He completely put aside the last little idea of ​​wanting the two to develop a friendship as a colleague, and lowered his requirements to the point where they don't fight behind their backs and don't kill people... It can't be so troublesome that it's really annoying to draw a gun to collapse, right?

Forget it, thinking of this gives me a headache, he should take care of himself now.

"No matter what I wear, Gin's opinion of me will not change, I'm sure of that." Qian Mu said to Belmode after blowing her hair.

Belmode still expressed disbelief.

But Qian Mu couldn't explain any more. His actual understanding of Gin was far inferior to that of Belmode. After all, this was the second time he and Gin had met in four years.

He just analyzed Gin's character slightly from the probing process that he witnessed yesterday, although he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Gin's loyalty to him did come out of the blue, even from Qianmu's point of view.

Because Qian Mu felt that he basically did nothing, just found Gin from the crowd, and just promoted him——

Oh, remembered.

Qian Mu and Gin first met at a secret stronghold under the name of the organization.

Four years ago, Gin seemed to be only 21 or [-] years old, about the same age as Qian Mu now, and his silver hair was not as elegant as it is now, but Ling Ran's cold and arrogant murderous temperament has begun to take shape.

Qian Mu turned the list of cadres to the end, only to see the code name "Gin".

He was in a very bad state at the time, so he didn't think about any extra things. He just wanted to find a "credible" person and leave all the troubles to the other party. After seeing the name, he immediately asked Belmode to call him .

When Gin, who was still short-haired at the time, appeared at the bar, his sleeves to his neck were covered in blood, which echoed his pale complexion, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of the equally pale boy sitting in front of the bar.

Did Gin feel nervous when he came to see him? Qianmu had already forgotten it. He only remembered that this man who was said to be the No.1 loyal man only knew the email password when he threw the BOSS on the spot. He was definitely dumbfounded for more than ten seconds.

Probably the most wonderful expression that Gin has ever shown in his life was condensed and frozen at that moment.

Although Gin calmed down after the ten seconds of being stunned, he accepted all the orders without questioning or pressing.Qian Mu thought that he was very worry-free, once he dropped the task, he hardly cared about what Gin was going to do after that.

But later Belmod still revealed a little about Gin's past to Qianmu.

Before he promoted Gin completely without thinking, Gin had a very difficult life in the organization. He had no familiar companions, and the veteran cadres directly under him also hated his character, and he was frequently targeted, including several times. .

When we met that day, the blood splashed on Gin's shirt and face was just the fresh blood gushing from the throat of his former enemy.

Because of the sudden call of the BOSS, Gin left behind a group of members of the organization who were in doubt, and came here indifferently and bloody.

That's why Belmode said he was crazy, and he couldn't do such a thing without being crazy.

Looking back now, Qian Mu has an unusual view based on Gin's expressions over the years.

Maybe... this man is unexpectedly the type who remembers the kindness of a friend?

These can only be regarded as rough inferences. Only Gin knows the real situation.

The only thing Qian Mu can be sure of is that Gin is also a fairly pure person to some extent, as long as Qian Mu doesn't suddenly turn against him, he will not change his attitude.

And what Qian Mu looks like in private, what kind of hobbies and personality he has, has no effect on loyalty. People like Gin will never touch the privacy of the boss, and it is estimated that they will not even have curiosity.

"Besides, you can't make the boss have to appear in black just because his subordinates are all wearing black coats, black trench coats and black leather clothes."

"I didn't... well, I'm about the same, but that's just because the black is easy to hide, and it won't be too conspicuous if it's splashed with blood."

Belmode was choked by the boss's sharp words, and was powerless to retreat again. He could only hope that after the boss entered the field of mature men, he would realize that he was really suitable for wearing a windbreaker.

"You can do whatever you want, and I won't take the liberty to express such opinions again... However, I will still take good care of Gin for you, and hope that he will not show an inappropriate expression later."

Qian Mu: "...Murderous, control it."

Belmode put on a kind and friendly smile in half a second: "Yes, BOSS."

While speaking, there was a sound outside the door.

Gin is back.

Belmode raised his wrist to look at his watch without any trace, and after finding out that the time shared by a certain man did not exceed 15 minutes, he shrugged regretfully in a position where Qian Mu could not see.

The silver-haired man appeared at the door of the lounge. His tall figure, serious black clothes, and his lingering cold and murderous aura all gave people a great sense of oppression.

But when such a dangerous figure is holding a bag of breakfast in his left hand and a glass of milk in his right, the horror that intimidates one party is gone.

Even, I don't know why, it's a little bit - extremely discordant sense of joy.

Belmode didn't give him face: "Pfft! Hahahahahaha."

Of course, Gin didn't give her face either, since he entered the door, he didn't look at the blond woman trembling with a smile.

"BOSS."

He first expressed a concise greeting to the BOSS wearing a fleece sweater on the sofa in his signature deep voice, and then moved the only folding table placed against the wall in the room to the front of the sofa, and after leveling the table , and finally put away the breakfast I brought.

"Thank you, Gin."

"My pleasure."

"..."

Qian Mu also felt that this situation was not as weird as usual, but it was not as exaggerated as Belmode, he was just a little... well, somewhere between embarrassment and confusion.

To be able to keep silent and never speak at ordinary times, and to say a few more words occasionally is the indifferent human being Yuan Qianmu who is first/embarrassed by others. For the first time, he feels embarrassed by himself first, and even has a question about whether he should take the initiative to say something Thoughts—

As expected of Gin, he easily did what many people said that bald skin could not do.

After a minute of embarrassment, Qianmu still didn't think of a topic he could open, so he could only look at his breakfast.

A sun egg that has been fried on both sides without being battered is placed on a plate with the same fried tenderloin, served with bread and a glass of milk that I don't know where to find.

It's relatively common, but the man in charge of breakfast has already done his best given the poor conditions.

"Most of the ingredients found on it are not suitable for consumption. Temporary purchases will delay your time, and you can only do so much."

Gin uttered his longest speech since his appearance.

He hadn't seen him wearing a black top hat since he entered the lounge last night. He was standing by the table at this time. The man with a tall and straight but mean figure suddenly lowered his head, and said in a cold voice an outrageous apology: "Please Please forgive me, and I promise that I will not make such a mistake again next time."

A few strands of silver hair hit the table, and Qian Mu just held the spoon, and his expression slightly fluctuated: "It's okay, it's enough, I usually eat like this... Gin, you did a good job. "

"Thank you BOSS for your trust." Gin straightened up, the dark figure suddenly left, and he even consciously retreated behind the sofa—to be precise, behind Qian Mu.

"..."

Embarrassed.

Again.

It's good not to be around and watch him eat, but he's not used to being stuck behind him like a cold bodyguard in black.

Besides, Belmode was there to influence the atmosphere.

She had hugged her stomach and couldn't stop laughing.

Qian Mu coughed lightly.

Belmode walked over with the same expression as usual: "Breakfast is ready? It's not enough to be fast, and the details must be the best. Let me see..."

She just stretched out her finger and touched the very ordinary room temperature milk, and she was ready to pick a prick immediately.

Unexpectedly, when talking to Qian Mu, Gin, whose voice was low but not disrespectful, looked sideways, and immediately returned to his indifferent and mocking tone to Belmode: "I'm afraid it's too late to point fingers now."

Fingers just touched Belmode who was warming the cup: "!"

This Gin!He even knew to boil the room temperature milk in water before delivering it!

Belmode finally realized that she still underestimated Gin, this duplicity guy, who was still impeccable in front of the boss, was indeed a dangerous person with deep scheming.

"Well done, Gin, it's really enviable to be praised by the boss, but don't be too proud, okay?"

"Humph."

"..."

Embarrassed.

The third time.

The blond woman stood on the side of the sofa with her hands folded, her eyes were full of warning as she looked at the silver-haired man. The silver-haired man looked down without showing weakness, with a sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth, which was about the same as the red-haired youth caught between them...

BOSS silently took a bite of the tenderloin, then paused, and put down the tableware.

Although his taste is very light, it is not so light that there is no need to add salt to the food in his mouth.

Neither the fried eggs nor the fried tenderloin had a greasy smell of oil... Maybe there was no oil in the first place, so it's hard for Gin to cook things... But not even adding a single grain of salt is a bit too much.

He doesn't want to eat for a while.

And the current atmosphere, normal people can't stand it.

On the contrary, when I was in the police academy, I was aggravated by a group of funny people. It is not noisy here, and it is extremely quiet. In the middle, the pain was throbbing under the temple.

"Have you eaten?" He had to take the initiative to speak.

Belmode immediately put Gin aside: "I've eaten it, there's some bread left outside... What's the matter, Boss, the breakfast made by Gin doesn't suit your taste?"

Qian Mu immediately said: "No, I just asked you, if you haven't eaten, don't patronize me."

"With the care of the boss, it doesn't matter if I don't eat for a day."

"Hey."

"?"

Belmode walked around behind the sofa, smiled lightly, and put one hand casually on Gin's shoulder: "Gin, do you have anything to say?"

Gin first lowered his head to look at Qianmu's motionless back, and his green pupils locked on Belmode's hand that fell on him, and his disgust was almost overflowing.

He said hoarsely: "If the boss allows, I can help you learn—how to restrain yourself."

"........."

In front, Qianmu took a deep breath, and his face was covered with an unspeakable shadow.

It's the fourth time.You can't change the subject or interrupt casually.He knew this breakfast wasn't that good.

Ignoring the taste, and finishing all the breakfast as quickly as possible, Qianmu wiped his mouth with a tissue, and suddenly realized another problem.

He had just recovered from a serious illness, so to be on the safe side, he still had to stay here to rest for a while, spend noon and afternoon, and return to the police academy in the evening.

If he wants to stay here, Belmode will naturally not leave, and she will drive back with him. He doesn't know what Gin's plans are for today, but judging by his posture, if he doesn't just say chase people away, Gin probably won't ask to leave on his own.

That would be interesting, three people who can't get together, continue to torture each other in the room for several hours?

... He is a patient and the boss of the other two, so he shouldn't be tortured like this.

Thinking of this, Qian Mu finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He changed his style of not knowing whether he saw or heard, and inserted forcefully into the outrageous purgatory between the two subordinates: "Aren't you tired of standing? Sit down."

Fortunately, the two of them are obedient, they won't procrastinate after yelling to stop, and sit on the same sofa again, as long as there is a boss in between, they can live in peace for the time being.

No way, the lounge is so big, there are no two sofas facing each other and extra chairs, so I can only sit like this.

Qian Mu intends to send Gin away first, he is also a busy man anyway, he always has something to do when he leaves, so there is no need to stay here and stare at him silently.

"Gin."

"Yes, boss."

"You first……"

It's none of your business here, you go first - it really doesn't feel right to say that.

Qianmu is helpless and indifferent to Belmode who stays up late, but he can't treat Gin who also stays up late and is under more pressure than Belmode. He has dark circles under his eyes that are not obvious at the moment.

The conscience that had been dead for an unknown amount of time suddenly had a slight reaction.

In this way, Qian Mu couldn't get straight to the point. Fortunately, he froze for a while, and finally found a suitable topic.

"You...you don't need to write such detailed reports in the future."

Gin's green pupils seemed to open a little wider.

Qian Mu spoke the most irresponsible lines in the most straightforward tone and without any guilt: "It seems inconvenient for me to be too detailed. It can be summed up in one sentence, explaining the time, place, people and results, and it's almost the same."

Gin: "..."

Gin was immediately awed by the task that the BOSS personally handed over for the second time in four years: "Understood, I will improve the format of the next report."

"Okay, hard work."

"Thanks for your trust."

"...how did yesterday's transaction go?"

"Accidentally left a little tail, I will take care of the hidden danger afterwards, please rest assured BOSS."

"I am very relieved of what you do."

"Thank you."

"..."

Why does it seem to come back again?

Belmode endured it for a long time, and finally slapped the armrest of the sofa with a smile: "Pfft... Haha, sorry boss, I just remembered something funny... How about going for a walk? Take a walk in the yard, Looking at the scenery is also good for your body."

Qian Mu: "..."

He seemed to have never felt that his skin was so thin.

However, Qian Mu has already mastered the way of dealing with Belmode quite skillfully. At this time, he must not face her jokes head-on, just pick the key points into his ears, and ignore all other content.

"It's good to walk."

Qian Mu, the real boss of the underworld, led his two subordinates, and slowly rolled around in the unmanned sanatorium.

Passing by the lake in silence, admiring the woods in silence, eating the normal lunch that Gin brought back by driving out in silence...

Then Qian Mu was finally relieved.

Drowsiness struck after lunch, he chose to take a nap immediately, and slept until five o'clock in the afternoon.

After waking up this time, Gin had already left. Belmode said that he fulfilled his promise to the boss and went non-stop to clean up the traces that were not cleaned up last night.

"..."

"Relieved? It's really hard to get along with a man like Gin, right?"

"...don't guess."

Qianmu got up, woke up for a while, took the washed and dried Taoist clothes, and took an extra bottle of life-sustaining medicine that was almost finished in the dormitory, and then went to the city to have dinner with Belmod. Straight back to the police academy.

Belmode, who put on his disguise again, sent him to the downstairs of the dormitory. He wanted to send him upstairs again, but Qian Mu stopped him: "That's all, the fever was just an accident. I'm fine now, so there's no need to be so careful of."

"Does this bother you?"

Because of the change of identity, and outside the complicated personnel, Belmode didn't use the title of BOSS.

Qian Mu turned around at the door of the dormitory building and looked at her fixedly. However, even through a strange and fake face, he still saw her long-hidden emotions from Belmod's eyes.

She'd wanted to say those words to him a long time ago, only now had she found the right moment.

"In the past, I couldn't understand why you had to come to this police academy." Belmode said, "No matter how you look at it, it's not good for you. I thought about stopping you—fortunately, I didn't have time Prevent."

"Although these days, affected by unexpected events and people, you may feel irritable and impatient from time to time, and seem to reject the current life, but... I think so, you are heading in a good direction Variety."

"I'm really happy that you can have such a change."

A little soft touch gently landed on the red-haired young man's shoulders, followed by a caress like a light wind and drizzle.

Qian Mu froze in place.

He didn't escape, the vigilance and uneasiness that had been dormant in his subconscious for a long time suddenly disappeared, or dissipated lightly like the caress on his shoulders.

Under Belmode's soft gaze, he had no intention of hiding at all.

After finishing speaking, Belmode withdrew his hand graciously. As a middle-aged man, it is not suitable for making too intimate behaviors, so it is fine as it is.

She didn't intend to send Qianmu upstairs, but before parting, Belmod waved with a smile: "I will always support your decision, but you must seriously think about your own thoughts."

"..."

Qian Mu watched Belmode go away, and an extremely complicated expression seemed to flash in his silent eyes.

That's it.

He didn't stay any longer, turned around and went upstairs, and went straight back to his dormitory...

"source!!!"

"Little—Qianmu!!!"

I couldn't escape the fateful call that I couldn't escape, and it appeared in the middle of the stairs.

Qian Mu suddenly stomped his feet, the iron handrail in the stairwell was thumped suddenly by him, and his heart also thumped.

In addition to being speechless, he even felt an absurd sense of relief "are you coming?"...

As if knowing where he was in advance, the protagonist group who could never get rid of him emerged from the stairs, and when they saw him, they immediately showed surprise, and before Qian Mu came up, they rushed down one by one.

"Don't you ask for one more day off, you'll be fine so soon?" This is Jiang Gu Ling.

"We were so worried from last night to now that we forgot to ask which hospital you went to, otherwise I would have come to see you this morning." This is Itahang.

"Yuan Jun, your fever has really subsided, right? Don't be so careless next time, and don't force yourself to run and train." Zhu Fu Jingguang also said.

Matsuda Zhenping looked at it from a distance from the back: "I said you... Forget it, I will ask next time, why are you still sick, are you sure you don't need to ask for another day off?"

Hagiwara Kenji stepped forward bravely shaking his mobile phone: "I couldn't get in touch this time, so I realized that we haven't exchanged contact information! This is too inconvenient, come here, Xiaoqianmu, and everyone, hurry up Hand over your phone number and email address."

Surrounded in the middle, Qian Mu was obviously familiar with the operation, and the familiar mosquitoes were buzzing in his ears, but he just felt like a lifetime away... Don't misunderstand, there is no nostalgia.

It's just that after experiencing the upgraded version of the pain of being sandwiched by subordinates in the lounge, the hustle and bustle of the mere rookie police school team is really nothing to fear.

--but.

Afterwards, Qian Mu didn't know whether he chose to join because he couldn't stop it, or he just gave up struggling numbly.

His expression gradually returned to zero in the five-bun folder, and he endured it again and again until he couldn't bear it anymore-he took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Okay, change it."

Hagiwara Kenji: "...Huh?"

Others: "...Huh? Really change?"

"I didn't say to be friendly, I mean it." Qianmu pulled out a stiff smile that was a little better than a sneer, "I don't use my email very much, but I can save my phone number, and you can send me a text message if you want to find me."

"Ah, then, why don't you just make a phone call?"

"...It's also possible." Qian Mu glanced at the person who asked the stupid question, "It's just that you may not be able to receive it in time."

"So that's how it is... Sending text messages is also very good! Come on, come on, Xiaoqianmu, I will be the first to change with you, and remember to give me a cool name in the note."

Matsuda Jinhei complained: "How to make the remark so handsome, it's almost enough to give you a surname in the remark."

Hagiwara Kenji: "Oh, then you probably only have two words in Xiaoqianmu's phone."

Matsuda Jinping: "? Who is not two words?"

"Curly hair. That's enough, right? It's very appropriate and iconic, and you can think of it when you see it...Xiao Zhenping let go let go—"

The noisiest duo was noisy in the hallway. After exchanging phone numbers and email addresses, the others did not try to persuade each other to make peace immediately.

Qian Mu was still staring at the list that was forced to be added in the phone's address book, and a thick arm that was about to hook his shoulders came. He didn't even lift his eyelids, and he didn't bother to hide, so he was caught by the taller Datehang , collided with Zhu Fu Jingguang who was also captured.

Zhu Fu Jingguang met his gaze, and the smile on his face seemed a little restrained, but it was full of sincerity: "Mr. Yuan, seeing you now, we can finally rest assured. In short, let's work hard together!"

Qian Mu: "...What oil should I add?" Why did he suddenly have an ominous premonition.

Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately turned his head: "Hahaha it's nothing, as long as you are back safely... Hey Ling! Matsuda?! Wait, don't get involved!"

Jiang Guling leaned against the iron railing and smiled happily. The scene in front of him would make anyone feel happy physically and mentally when he was in it—but his happiness stopped when Matsuda Zhenping flew over and hit the water bottle on his forehead.

Yes, they were going downstairs to fetch water together.

"Curly bastard you're starting again aren't you?!".

Matsuda Jinpei: "Who cares about you, your hand slipped! Huh? This time you are the first to pick things up!"

The noise started to escalate, and it took a sharp turn, almost knocking down half the building.

This time I can't watch the fun with peace of mind, Zhu