The thief girl wants to buy a home in Rice Flower

"It would be nice if you were here... Hiro..."

In fact, with the lessons learned from the wise police officers, when I noticed that the eyes of the man in front of me were very similar to Ley, the idea of ​​whether Ley's real name was Haneda flashed through my mind.After all, his sister called him "Brother Hideo" at that time, which means that "Show" is in his name, and "Show" is also in Haneda Hideyoshi's name. If it is said that they are brothers, there is no sense of disobedience.

What should Scotland's real name be?The older brother is "Gao" and "Ming", and the younger brother's Hiro should be a more elegant word with the meaning of pursuing light, such as "Xun", "Yang" and "洸"... Do you want to ask?

...stop, what was I thinking, isn't it terrible to know his real name!

"Miss Minghe? Are you okay?"

"Yes! I'm fine, I have to go and deliver materials to Ms. Mizumu - thank you very much!"

I bowed deeply to him, and quickly ran away holding the materials.

This was just a small episode on the way to work. In fact, in the busy work that came one after another, I quickly forgot about this chance meeting.

It’s the end of the year, and the plan for the New Year’s special program has been decided long ago. I don’t know which little clever ghost proposed a large number of live broadcast plans, which is a waste of time and money.

During the busy work, I occasionally forget the identities that are mutually restrained in the other world. I get along well with Keir, especially when she saw me stop a staff member from complaining that her name sounds like Miss.007, she rarely showed her A sincere smile.

The show on New Year's Day almost exhausted me half my life. I didn't talk about it before and after the run, and I even made a guest appearance in the audience once.But if it's just this way, I can complete the tasks I've been assigned, without taking risks or breaking the law, that's not bad.

Unfortunately, things never went the way I hoped.

Just after the New Year, overtime work has basically come to an end.Probably after the last night of staying up late, I didn’t get home until three o’clock in the morning. I hadn’t changed my clothes yet. I don’t know if she just woke up or didn’t sleep. Shirley knocked on my door and asked me if I wanted something to eat. While hesitating, Keir, who had just been parted from me for less than an hour, called.

"I have a mission, you should also dispatch together, right?"

"...Here comes the boss."

Shirley on the opposite side raised her eyebrows and stuffed the sandwich into my hand.

·

The details of the mission came from Bourbon. When I ate a sandwich and listened to Keir relay it to me, I could imagine his cold tone when he said these words, but I couldn't imagine his mood.

It's like I never thought that one day, I would have to cremate my boss in the middle of the night.

The owner of the funeral home.

In fact, I am not familiar with the boss. Although I have worked in his funeral home for so long and secretly opened the incinerator for the winery so many times in the middle of the night, I still don’t know what relationship he has with the winery and was caught. What kind of excuse is it that he is forced to obey the winery's words.

In fact, every time he came into close contact with me, he would show a little apprehensive expression, like the reaction of most people in the winery to gin.

"It seems that he himself lied to his acquaintances, and the acquaintances reported to the police." Keel explained to me, "About the fact that he once killed someone and secretly disposed of the corpse in his family's funeral home. The people and organizations who were killed at that time Related, the organization spared his life, but requisitioned his funeral home, and placed you there for surveillance.”

But I didn't go to monitor him, I just clocked in and out of get off work every day with the mentality of beating a worker, because if I didn't do it, I would be killed.

"What are you doing there?" Keel asked casually.

"Well, it's mainly about cremation. I'll also sort out the transcripts and the like. When I'm free, I can chat with my colleagues... The part-time salary is pretty good."

"You like working there?"

"I can't say I like it. I prefer to lie on the bed and have money crawl into my pocket by itself, and gin don't point the gun at me."

She gave me a little surprised look: "Even you are not trusted?"

"What do you mean even if it's me, the fact that the task can be entrusted to me doesn't mean that you trust me, it just means that the higher-ups think that between death and completing the task, I will choose the latter."

"Like you killed your ex-lover?"

"He's not my lover...but you're right, killing him and gin killing me, I can only choose the former."

"Is it painful?"

"It was a little bit at the time. Afterwards, there were thoughts like "Would it be better if I died", but death was his own choice. At that time, he chose to let me live, so... ah, this It's not a declaration of rebellion, my loyalty to the organization can be learned from heaven and earth. "

Keir didn't speak anymore, and I could feel a very faint sadness lingering around her, but she quickly adjusted her state and stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car.

The destination is my boss's house - the mission content is to kill his whole family by Kiel.

According to information obtained from unknown sources, tomorrow the police will come to his home and the funeral home to investigate based on the testimony of his acquaintances. Before that, Keir must shut him up forever. illusion.In fact, no one in this world will find them again.

When the car was parked, Kiel and I both looked serious. I watched her put on a hat and a mask to make a disguise, put the gun in the holster on her waist, put on the hood and mask myself, and of course Gloves.

"...I won't help, I'm only responsible for disposing of the corpse."

She glanced at me and responded indifferently: "I know."

·

Keir was very skilled at picking the lock, and she was also very quiet. I followed her in silently, but it didn't take long before I saw her stop.

"No one," she said, turning on the living room light. "That guy got away."

I don't know how she made that judgment, but she was right, the house was empty.

The luggage seemed to have been packed in a hurry, and all the photos were taken.Throwing a beautiful dress next to my daughter's bed, I remember it was a birthday present from the boss last year, all the staff at the funeral home have seen pictures of the girl smiling brightly in this dress, it looks like she hesitated to get it Bring this useless but important gift, and it may end up being the mother who stops her.

"They've been away for a while." Kiel's face was gloomy. The mission has been regarded as a failure so far. Although we are not responsible, it is uncertain whether the superiors will be angry, or simply let us continue to investigate and kill their family. But it's too much trouble.

"Who leaked the news?"

Even so, I always feel that Bourbon can only do this.

No one could answer the question right now, and I continued to explore each room until Kiel called me and handed me an envelope.Only my name was written on the outside of the envelope, like a letter to me.

"What is that, the ridicule after thinking you escaped successfully?" She raised her eyes and asked.

I quickly opened the envelope, bit my lip and shook my head after only reading the first sentence.

"No...it's a suicide note."

"My body is lying in the No. [-] incinerator, please feel free to do what you want."

"Honestly speaking, I have lived in fear for so many years. When I told my friend about the old incident, I gave up on myself. When my friend said that he was going to call the police, I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that I could finally be relieved."

"But I know that I will die before the police start their investigation. So I ask my friend to call the police later, and let the wife and daughter escape. They don't know anything. They have nothing to do with you or any crime. .”

"Please let them go for the sake of helping me all these years."

Then it came to the second page, and there were only three sentences on it except for the signature.

"I have taken over many illegal businesses in private and secretly cremated many unknown remains."

"These are all my faults, sorry."

"Please only blame me."

Who is he apologizing to, me?

The latter piece of paper was obviously for me to use as his suicide note. As long as I put it next to his body, all my past sins will become his sins. He wants to beg me to let him go. wife and daughter.

Maybe it's not me who can make the decision.

"...Go to the funeral home to make sure, the guy's body should be inside, he committed suicide." I took a deep breath and handed the second page to Keir, "This is his suicide note, it looks like ours The mission was successfully completed."

Keir's eyes stayed on the paper in my hand: "Where are my wife and daughter?"

"Confirm his body first. This is our top priority. As for the two who escaped... a little delay won't matter. They don't even know what the danger is."

Keel made no objection to this, and we left the house, forever lost in laughter, as quietly and solemnly as we had come.

In fact, I have never met the boss's wife and daughter, and I have only seen a photo of them once, and they are strangers who may not be recognized in person.

But if possible, I hope they can survive.

·

The boss's body was indeed lying in the incinerator he mentioned. The cause of death was probably some kind of extremely fast-acting poison. The expression left at the moment of death was quite distorted.

I watched Keir put the suicide note at his feet, listened to her call to report the progress of the task, and only listened to her reply, so I could probably guess what order was given on the other side.

"He died alone...isn't that enough?"

Keel, who hung up the phone, looked at me with some doubts: "Do you, who deal with corpses every day, also feel sympathy for strangers?"

"Not really." I tilted my head, "I just think that if he knew this was the case, he might as well escape with his wife and daughter and die together happier."

"That's right... The task of finding the mother and daughter will be taken over by others. Our task is over. What do you say next? The police should come to the door tomorrow. It's better to go back and rest early."

"That's right, but I'm quite energetic now."

I took another look at the corpse lying in the incinerator from a distance, stretched my fingers crossed.

"Go back first, I'll go to the nearby station and wait for the tram."

"It's still an hour away from the earliest tram, right? And it will be troublesome if it is caught by the camera."

"Well, then I'll take a short detour and go to Yoshinoya, which is 10 minutes away, to have something to eat. I will ask Ley to pick me up later."

Then again, even though it's always been said that if Ley died I'd give him the urn, if he did die and I was the one to dispose of the body, I'd cry louder than when the man died in the house.

Keir didn't insist anymore, and drove away in the car. She also worked all day and all night, so I don't know if it is considered fatigue driving.

I walked slowly along the side of the road in the direction of Yoshino's house, and sent an email to Ley in advance to let him know that I would call him to pick me up later, as to whether he saw the email first or received the call first It's hard to say.

When I was walking aimlessly and swiping my phone, my eyes suddenly fell on the only number in the call log that was not noted. It was one of the calls that I failed to receive after my suicide note was sent out on the day of the Ferris wheel incident.

That's not the common format for public telephones, if I'm not mistaken it's the number in Scotland now.

Before I realized it, the call I accidentally dialed had already been answered.

And the familiar voice that made me relax instantly came to my ears: "Satsuma?"

"...I want to ask you for something." I stopped in the deep night and spoke very fast, "The owner of the funeral home I worked for committed suicide, and his wife and daughter escaped earlier. You can find and protect him." Are they?"

What am I doing? This is betrayal, collaborating with the enemy, and a dangerous act so serious that you will lose your life.

"I understand." The other person responded quickly, and the topic turned to me the next moment, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's no different from before. It's just that I suddenly feel that I have been doing wrong things all the time. Even if it is to survive, this is wrong and unforgivable."

I have seen so many deaths, but suddenly I am concerned about a family I am not familiar with at all. Who has influenced it?

"If only you were here..."

I bit the tip of my tongue, the slight tingling and the unhealed pain in my right chest made it difficult for me to breathe.

"...Hiro."

The voice over there was interrupted for a few seconds, and soon, a soft sound, like fine snow suddenly falling on the top of the head, entered the ears and quietly melted on the tip of the heart.

"So, do you want to meet?"

The author says:

·「じゃ、会えますか？」→“So, do you want to meet?”

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Sister, go see him, run to see him?