Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

In order to prevent Belmode from refusing to answer the unfamiliar number, Riya confirmed with her in advance before dialing out from the public phone.

"Belmode, it's me."

Hearing the lazy response from the other side, she collected herself and said the words she had prepared in advance: "I will go back to the Twilight Villa this month, you..."

"You're going back early?" Before she could say the rest of the story, the female star's voice suddenly raised and interrupted abruptly, "But I'm still in England, and I can only get away for at least half a month..."

The implication was that it was an unusual act to go there ahead of time, but it was also this person who had taken the initiative to remind him that it could only be postponed until December at the latest.

What's more, from the point of view of Belmode, did he have to be accompanied by someone before going there?

This contradictory attitude made Riya concentrate his attention quietly, but deliberately raised a smile on his lips: "Anyway, I have to go there sooner or later. It doesn't matter what time it is, right?"

"Furthermore, Rum has already proposed yesterday," she told the situation without any concealment, "saying that Curacao will accompany me this year."

"Lum, he ordered you like this?" The female star's tone suddenly darkened.

Accompanied by the slight sound of the flame screeching, after biting his cigarette and exhaling lightly, Belmode's voice became blurred, obviously carrying a sarcastic coldness: "He really stretched his hand long enough, if he couldn't go by himself, he sent Accompanied by Curacao, who has a special gift in memory, I'm afraid that others don't know the intention..."

Dissatisfaction with Rum has been around for a long time, but in front of Anya who knows the truth, Belmode has no intention of complaining more.

She has always been very clear about her position in the organization. Even though she seems to be favored, this kind of thing that can be changed by just a thought of that gentleman is still too illusory compared to the actual use value.

And Rum's infidelity, the gentleman is well aware of it, the artificial intelligence project that is being vigorously promoted, the Twilight Pavilion that only a few people are strictly allowed to enter, and Ania who is wandering outside... These are all checks and balances part of the content.

But Rum actually sent his henchman Curacao... Wait, Curacao?

Suddenly realizing something, Belmode's tone suddenly became a little more half-smile: "The candidate was chosen as Curacao, did it come from Lumti, or did it come from your will?"

"Why do you say that?" For such a topic, Riya could already skillfully evade, "That's Rum's order, so I can only obey."

But this relaxed tone was enough for Belmode.

"You just know it in your head. Anyway, a weak-minded guy like her who was rudely branded by Rum is the type you are best at dealing with, right?" The female star looked slightly relaxed.

Even so, Belmode was still a little worried when he thought of the state of Anya leaving the Twilight Villa in the past and the fact that he was not there this time.

After a moment of hesitation, the female star crushed out the cigarette butt, and sighed in a low voice: "I will have people prepare the things you need and send them to the door. You can just take them before you go in."

"...Take Curaçao with you if necessary. You know, the boss's ban is more for older code members..."

Gritting his teeth, Belmode made a final addition quickly and softly: "Remember to completely erase Curacao's memory afterwards...but only in this special case."

"The promise you made to me will continue to be followed. That kind of ability must not be abused, let alone discovered by others."

"!" Riya's originally leisurely leaning posture froze instantly.

Unconsciously clenched the microphone until the slight dull pain barely allowed her to stabilize her voice, and replied as usual: "...I understand."

"It's been a long time since I came back."

Stretching out his hand to push open the door of the old house, Asai Chengmi stepped into the courtyard first and let out a sigh.

"It's only been about half a year," followed by Liya, who stepped in and closed the door, looked around, and muttered, "It seems nothing has changed."

Although she heard her brother said that she needed to go back to the old house to pick up some documents, and asked if there was anything she wanted to pick up, she casually agreed to come together, but in fact, she just regarded it as an accompanying activity, and it felt like going shopping or something.

"How could it be? It's obviously completely different from before, isn't it?"

While talking, Asai Chengshi pointed to her respectively: "The potted plants in the house before I left were all raised in the yard to let them grow freely; the doors and windows were re-reinforced to ensure that they will not be easily damaged when no one maintains them. .”

"And the inside too," he opened the door and entered the living room, he gave an example at his fingertips, "The furniture is covered, so it doesn't take too much effort to live in and clean it suddenly..."

Turning his head to see his sister's thoughtful appearance, his voice suddenly paused, and after a few seconds, he couldn't help laughing.

"Sorry, sorry, my question...Riya actually doesn't have much memory, right?"

She nodded slightly embarrassed.

"It's okay, my sister just doesn't care much about the things around her." Raising his hand to rub her hair, Asai Chengmi joked briskly, "I knew it within a few days after I came here."

At that time, he had been adopted for a week, but when he changed into newly bought clothes and went to pick up someone at the school gate, Riya asked him warily, "Who are you?"

He was almost taken as an abductor by the security guards. Fortunately, after staring at him for a while, my sister finally seemed to remember his identity, and then obediently followed him home.

The other time, too, my parents were on a business trip and my sister was at home alone.When he came back, he found that something was different at home, but when he asked Liya, she didn't notice it at all...so scared that he almost called the police.Of course, in the end, because the family's belongings were intact, it didn't matter.

It was clearly a small matter, but now that I think about it, I still remember it clearly.

Secretly sighing, Asai Chengmi pulled away from the past, pointed to his room with a smile: "I'm going to get things, it may take a while."

"Well, I also need to pack some things that need to be taken away."

So agreed, so Riya turned and went to her side.

The moment the door was pushed open, even though she still had a vague impression, she was shocked—it was so empty.

Of course, the furniture is complete, such as a desk, a small bookcase, a bed, a tall wardrobe, some sundries in cardboard boxes...but other than that, it is not much different from the model house.

For a moment, she doubted herself a little. She felt fine and normal at the time, so why does she feel like she really has no breath of life now?

However, this is not the point.

She looked around, but didn't see anything so precious that she couldn't give it up. After thinking about it for a while, she simply opened the closet and planned to pick out a few old clothes to take home... In the worst case, just throw it away later.

An unremarkable tracksuit, a strange jacket from some club, and a nice sweater.

The fingers that flicked briskly between the hanger and the fabric suddenly paused.

What made her stop her gaze was the blue-based uniform shirt with her surname marked under the neckline—the police cadet uniform.

It turned out that it was put here at the time, and I didn't have any impression at all.

A little distracted, she held the ordinary shirt and thought about it for a while, and finally put it in the share that she wanted to take away, and put it at the bottom.

……

When bidding farewell downstairs in the apartment, Riya looked at his brother who was in a happy mood, and hinted cautiously: "I will be on a business trip next week, and I may not be able to reply to the message in time."

"It's okay, I understand." Due to the nature of his sister's work, Asai was very cooperative.

Passing her things over, he smiled, and said briskly as usual: "Your sister has worked hard today... Even if you are busy with work, you must take good care of yourself."

"Okay, then I'll go—huh?"

Although he still didn't understand what happened, he was knocked back by the sudden hug and stabilized his figure dangerously. After realizing it, Asai Narumi subconsciously patted her on the shoulder and softened his voice: "What's wrong?"

"I'm just very grateful to my brother, I've been bothering you for so long." His fingers were clenched for a moment and then let go. When Liya let go of him, he was able to smile as usual, "Don't worry... After work is over, I will Will take the initiative to call."

"Why did you bring this up all of a sudden? Obviously, there is no need to thank you." Being mentioned in a serious manner, as an elder brother, Asai was moved and a little embarrassed at the same time.

With a light cough, he pursed his lips and smiled, waved his hand again, and said goodbye: "Then...see you next time."

"See you next time." Riya replied briskly.

Carefully fasten the last button, and try to move around, but it still fits well.

But think about it, this is last year's clothes after all, and it won't be too different from now.

Smoothed out the wrinkles, went out to the full-length mirror in the living room, did not turn on the light, looked at the effect with the thin twilight light, and couldn't help being a little lost for a while.

She murmured: "...still don't understand."

Since he has a special but inseparable identity in the organization, and seems to have a secret ability because of the experiment, why did he choose to enter the police academy.

Obviously not a warm and righteous personality...

Sighing slightly, she gave up this kind of philosophical thinking for the time being, and went back to the sofa. She checked the phone album again, the photo of the four-year-old Aniya that she had taken.

By the way, I sorted out my thoughts for tomorrow... After getting ready, I tapped my fingertips and edited an email to send to the Nonomiya Police Department.

[People from the organization seem to have found me. ]

After sending the email, he almost breathed a sigh of relief. While relaxing, his thinking was inevitably a little slack.

In fact, she knew very well that according to the habit of her immediate boss, his mobile phone for daily work would only be kept in the office, so the soonest, this email would only be seen tomorrow morning.

But that's what makes it feel a little "flustered".

After all, in the eyes of her boss, Ania, who left the organization because of him and embarked on a bright path, is quite normal to feel uneasy when she suddenly receives a message from the organization after many years.

Just as he was thinking so casually, the sound of unlocking the door suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"!"

Pushing open the door and coming in, seeing the figure sitting upright on the sofa in the dark, Matsuda Jinpei didn't think much, and turned on the light: "Did you fall asleep just now—"

A pause.

His casual glance couldn't help but stop, and after lingering for a few seconds, he smiled softly, half confused and half amazed.

"Why are you wearing this?"

"...It's just that I suddenly want to recall the time in the police academy, can't I, I like this uniform." At this point, Riya can only pretend to be calm, deliberately showing a nonchalant look.

"Of course." The curly-haired young man sat next to her, looked at her carefully, and gave a pertinent evaluation, "It looks very suitable for you."

"Really."

Laughing noncommittally, she changed the subject casually: "Speaking of which, I've seen Zhen Ping's graduation photo of you, and you look good in the police school uniform."

Facing her praise, Matsuda Jinpei felt a little delicate: "...do you just like this uniform?"

"Hey?"

After being stunned for a moment, Riya laughed suddenly, and leaned over to kiss him: "It's just a pity that it's not the same period, it has nothing to do with the uniform."

"I promise, it's still attractive now." She vowed.

"Really?" Matsuda Jinpei bit her lightly, tilting his head closer, "...I think we still need to prove it."