The thief girl wants to buy a home in Rice Flower

After the escape, I became the white moonlight of the whiskey group.

In the end my attorney negotiated a coffee shop and a sushi restaurant for me, which were very close to each other.

Originally, the nature of this sponsorship was similar to that of the shareholding. I made the investment, and I was paid dividends at the end of the year.But it wasn’t long before I became a shareholder. To be precise, when the end of the year was approaching, the owner of the sushi restaurant suddenly said that he was going to return to his hometown to inherit the family business, and asked me if I would like to take over the entire restaurant.

At that time, I just got a brand-new one billion points, and I spent money without restraint. Not only did I take over the store, but I also took over a part of my house, to be precise, the house where the "Minghe Satsuma" murder happened. All six households in the building were bought at super low prices.After talking with the developer, I bought the land at a reasonable price, then bulldozed it and rebuilt it into a parking lot. I also set aside an area on the side and built a simple house to sell milk tea.

Of course, these operations are all handled by entrusting lawyers. Lawyers are really a versatile profession. As long as they have money, they can help with anything-I mean legitimate business.

In fact, at this time, I am living in a rural pension in New York, USA, and my source of income is the nearby gas station and small supermarket.The house is a bit out of the way, and it is very cheap to buy, but it is very convenient to drive or jog to nearby towns. The water and electricity grids are very stable. Apart from regular jogging and fitness, I check accounts, count money and play games every day. When I am interested, I study cooking skills It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an early step into retirement life.

My dream has come true.

Now I just have to wait here, and when the news announces that a criminal organization codenamed alcohol has been destroyed, I can go back to Japan to meet my friends in a fair manner.

Until one day someone broke into my home with a gun and broke my peaceful life suddenly.

At that time, I was making an overseas phone call with Matsuda. He had not gone to work in the morning, and I was having dinner at home.As a result, the sound of glass breaking outside came suddenly. When I hung up the phone and went to check, I saw a man with long silver hair jumping in from the window. When he met my gaze, he narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling dangerous. come.

...I feel that I have encountered a very troublesome thing.

"Hey, don't you know how to knock on the door?" I said dissatisfied, "Even though I can knock on the door, I just can't open it."

Do you think you are amazing because you have long silver hair?Wear black again if you have the ability, and drive a Porsche 356A.

Since I came to the United States, I have basically maintained my transformation state. After all, women who live alone need some flexibility and combat power to deal with accidents that may arise at any time, such as the current situation.

The silver-haired man slowly took out his gun, and I also slowly took out my gun.

Just kidding, this is the United States, how can you live without a gun with you.

The first thing I did when I came to the United States and settled down was to get a gun license, and then go to the store to buy a handy one.

"Leaving my home, you have already touched the security device of my home, and the nearby surveillance has been activated. Someone from the security company will check the situation soon and bring the police along."

Of course, it is also necessary to install a complete alarm system for your home.

The man was not flustered, or he seemed to have found something more interesting in the original purpose, and said hoarsely: "Japanese?"

Speaking Japanese.

"Mixed race—are you Japanese?"

"Oh, they look really similar... Don't worry, I don't intend to kill you. Lend me the car you parked outside, and you can call the police to get it back later."

Although my expression didn't change, to be honest, when he said that he looked alike, I, who had experienced strong winds and waves, also started to panic.

Sure enough, "The past is always like a shadow" is not just a TV series routine. This person must be related to the winery, and he has seen "Minghe Satsuma".

I have not been exposed so far, but if he goes back to report to the winery, and the winery is interested in investigating me, he will find that the time I appeared here is very close to the time when the citrus "death".

In this way, I have to spend some money to entrust the system to fill in the gaps in "Matsuda Meili"'s past experience...or should I kill it?

But if someone dies in my family, should I still live here...

"Hurry up! Give me the car keys!" the intruder urged.

In the end, my obsession with not wanting evil spirits in the house overcame everything, so I gave him the keys. On the contrary, I called the police as soon as he drove away.

While waiting for the police to arrive, I seriously thought about the very important question of "what should I do in the future", but until two cars stopped outside the house, and I saw people in FBI uniforms coming down from the broken window, I still didn't know what to do. can draw conclusions.

But if the FBI is involved, this man must not be a serial killer, right?Anyway, it must be more than a simple crime of breaking into a private house, at least it is a cross-state breaking into a private house...

"Yes, he seems to be Japanese. After he came in through the window, he raised his gun and asked me to give him the car keys. After I did so, he left...Ma'am, is there anything strange about what I said? Why do you Seems shocked?"

"Sorry," the female FBI agent who asked me pushed her glasses and explained sadly, "You look very similar to someone I know. She passed away a year ago."

……what?

Is the world too small?

Was she also in charge of investigating wineries before?

"So, the silver-haired man said the same thing. He asked me if I was Japanese, and after I replied that I was of mixed race, he said, "I look alike."Could it be that this man was also his victim? "

"Really?!" She stood up excitedly, and after getting my affirmation, she went directly to the next door to call, but she didn't answer my question.

... I started to panic again.

So, this silver-haired man is indeed related to the winery, and the FBI has also noticed?

Why, I hid in the countryside, why did you still refuse to let me go, just random people came to my house, my luck is really so bad?

"Anyway, he might still be watching you later," the female detective who came back from the call said to me quite seriously, "I'll keep two people to protect your safety—"

"No need!" I flatly refused, "I can't accept that there are strangers in the room for a long time. If I think he will come back to me, I can share the four surveillance cameras outside the house with you. There are also nearby The camera at the gas station can see the only road leading directly from the city."

After a short thought, the female detective accepted my suggestion, but still asked two people to go to the nearby gas station to follow up. Before leaving, she answered a phone call and told me that my car had been found and the police were doing traces. You should be able to pick up the car tomorrow afternoon.

Looking at the cars that the FBI collected and left, I covered my face in grief, as if I saw the soaring amount on the system bill.

·

The next afternoon, I received a call from the police station to pick up my car in the city. The big detective who received me was even more surprised than the female detective yesterday. When I was filling out my identity information, I lowered my head and muttered, "If Mr. Akai is in Enough".

Akai is Ley's last name, I heard it once on the phone, so how many people know about me and my death after all?Will my death video not be released publicly?

Although I didn't want to see Ley, I still asked, "Akai?"

"Ah, it's our FBI elite. You look very similar to Mr. Akai's ex-girlfriend. She... is fine. The formalities have been completed. I'll take you to get the car."

It rained a bit on the way back, and I drove slowly along the side of the road, thinking about when I became Ley's ex-girlfriend.Did he feel that people were dead anyway, no matter what he said, no one would jump out and deny it?

...Well, it's more likely that he didn't say anything, but his FBI colleagues misunderstood our relationship as much as the winery, and no one dared to ask him if the dead one was your girlfriend. It's too much trouble.

Wait, so that means Ley is here too?

Whether he came here for the case, or he was serving in the branch in New York, it seemed that it was not good--

There seemed to be a traffic jam ahead, so I slowed down and parked slowly in the traffic flow. The door of the car in front opened, and first an agent in FBI uniform got out, and then a tall man in a long black trench coat got out.

My heart was beating violently because of the panic. Through the car window, I saw the familiar woolen hat, but didn't see the proud long hair.

It's Ley, who actually cut his hair short.

Immediately, a dark figure approached Ley, and I tightened my hand on the steering wheel, almost stepping on the accelerator.

It would be Scotland!How could he be in America!There will be intersections with Ley... Could it be that the silver-haired man is a very important person?Relatives at the distillery... say gin?

The two worlds are separated by a transparent windshield through the light rain curtain.

At least for now there are still two worlds.

The only luck is that I didn't turn on the lights in the car, and it was relatively bright outside. From their perspective, I probably couldn't see my face clearly, but I was able to observe them unscrupulously.

Ley had a cold face, the kind of ferocity that would scare a child into tears, and Scotland's expression was also quite indifferent.

It was the first time I saw him show such an expression, as if it contained hatred, and this strong emotion was not only directed at the object of his discussion, but also pointed to the person with whom he was discussing.

I don't seem to have thought about this level, will my death cause a rift between the police and the FBI, especially Ley and Bourbon Scotland, they may think that the FBI is responsible for my death, but in fact it is Ley That's right...

The car next to me moved forward, and the one behind pushed up. I subconsciously turned my head to look, and then held my breath.

The window was open, and the person sitting in the driver's seat was clearly Bourbon!

What's the situation? This is it!Why are there so many counterfeit wines gathered in New York!Are the Avengers assembled?

What kind of geomantic treasure is New York? Bourbon is not with Scotland, so his identity should not be revealed, and he is performing tasks in the winery, and it may be to meet the silver-haired man... Bourbon has always been alone, who can team up with him? Team?

Besides, there are only a handful of people who have met me or my information in the winery, and they all know the code name. If that person is not Rum, who has never met, then the most likely... is Belmode, the Witch of Thousand Faces.

No, no, I can't really be so unfortunate, can I?

I thought I could spend at least two years safely in the United States. If this continues, maybe tomorrow I can see Gin driving a helicopter to shoot at the Statue of Liberty!

It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest, so I might as well go back to Japan.

The author says:

·Heh, you want to go back to Japan before the scene with Ley? ?