The thief girl wants to buy a home in Rice Flower

"Sure enough, Merlot will also pursue freshness and excitement."

When I came home from the funeral home, I ran into Okiya Subaru who was moving and dragging a suitcase at the door of my house. Because I was in such a good mood, I took the initiative to stop the car to say hello to him.

"Madam looks very happy, did something good happen?"

I squinted my eyes with a smile: "I just went to cremate my ex-husband's body and picked out a particularly beautiful urn. Unfortunately, I was running out of time and I didn't have time to DIY a decoration for him."

The corner of his mouth twitched: "Because... the urn?"

"Also, I haven't personally cremated a corpse for a long time, and I'm a little glad that my temperature control technology hasn't deteriorated." As I said that, I laughed even happier, and my voice was so sweet that I almost got tired of it. At that time, his skull was smashed into pieces."

The corner of his mouth twitched again: "Then I should say... Congratulations?"

"Thank you~ If you tidy up the room, do you want to go out for a drink at night? I'll drive, I don't drink."

The young graduate student readily accepted and happily exchanged cell phone numbers with me.

·

Because my joy was written all over my face, after returning home, Jing Guang only took one look at me and concluded: "Is it fake?"

I smiled and ran to him and sat down, cross-legged: "But I still sent him on the road well, the FBI's plan is not rigorous enough, they must thank me."

"The FBI doesn't seem to know about this." Jing Guang handed me the water glass on the table, opened the notebook and entered the mailbox interface, and showed me an email from Bourbon, "Bermode concluded that Akai was dead ,The FBI’s reaction is quite real, not like acting. So, before Kudo and FBI agents went to the police station to compare fingerprints, it may not be a performance against the organization.”

I nodded: "That's Ley's own plan? He wants to lie to his teammates. Does he finally understand why I don't trust any organization? Well, it's true that his teammates are not very good. Is it because he is away? Overall, it feels worse than your teammates."

"Hearing what you said, my mood is a bit complicated."

"Don't pay too much attention... Then I will continue. He is different from me at the time. He didn't feign death to escape for his life. He would not go abroad to hide like me. Instead, he would lurk nearby, hide and poke secretly. "

Maybe still drinking Merlot and feeling good after hearing about my overreaction to his death.

"Indeed," Jing Guang affirmed, "What do you think should be done?"

I curled my lips: "It must be temporarily cooperating with him to perform, otherwise Keir would have died?" I rubbed my chin as I spoke, "Why did Keir help Ley in this scene after all? She was being arrested by the FBI Was he instigated to rebel after being caught, or was he originally an undercover agent of another organization?"

It shouldn't be the latter item, right? I have dealt with and worked with only a few people in the winery, except for the Miyano sisters. Among those guys who performed well and got the code name, there must be one who is not an undercover agent, right?

Looking at Jing Guang's side face, I fell into long-term contemplation.

Until he called my attention back: "Satsuma? What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about my physique that attracts undercover agents, and you should shave your beard. Although it looks good if you keep it, I prefer white and tender... No, I have no other meaning, just expressing Take a look at your own aesthetic—”

"Understood." Jing Guang interrupted me lightly, the overly gentle voice made my heart tremble, "Then can you please satisfy me a little?"

His cheeks instantly became hot: "What?"

"This." He took out a photo from the drawer under the coffee table, showing an expectant expression, "Can you show me this hairstyle?"

Eh?This is... a photo I took at the Twin Towers skyscrapers, predicting what I will look like ten years from now.His face didn't change much, but he wore a nice but dangerous wife hairstyle.

"Yes, yes, but this braiding looks very troublesome. I can't do it myself." I tilted my head and poked my cheek, "Can I ask Jing Guang?"

He curled his lips and reached out to pick up a strand of hair on my shoulder: "Of course."

·

I have to say that although the meaning of combing this hairstyle is not very good, it really looks good.The main reason may be that Jingguang's technology is superior, and he can follow the video tutorial to make it exactly.

It's not like my eyes say I understand it, but my hands haven't learned it at all.

"As expected of Jing Guang!" I put down the small mirror in my hand, ran around in front of the full-length mirror, turned around and raised my hand at Jing Guang, "I'm going to change into a matching skirt."

Halfway through the run, I stopped on the stairs, grabbed the railing and probed down: "Shall we light candles for dinner today?"

Gentle hairstyles, little dresses, candlelight dinners—like a stage play.

"Okay." Jing Guang responded gently, and suggested again, "Do you need to prepare red wine?"

I hurried down a few steps, and waved wildly when I could meet his eyes: "No, no, no, you don't know how low my alcohol resistance is."

"Anyway, at home, it doesn't matter even if you get a little drunk, right?"

"Ah, that... Actually, I have an appointment with someone." I stuck out my tongue, said with a guilty conscience, "I have to go to the next game, of course you can rest assured that I will come back as soon as possible."

·

When I went out with Jing Guang's dangerous gaze, I really wanted to exchange for an invisibility cloak from the system.

Xiao Ai's teasing words just now still echo in my mind, to the effect that "Sure enough, Mello will also pursue freshness and excitement."If I could turn back time and give me another chance, when I met Okiya Subaru at the door of my house, I would definitely not invite him impulsively.

But anyway, it's out now, let's have fun first, and if there's anything I can go back, I'll solve it later.

...It happened that Matsuda was not around, so Jing Guang only needed to solve the problem.

I drove to avoid the monitoring range of the camera on the third floor of my house, and met Okiya Subaru at the gate of the wooden horse house. I tensed up and drove the car on the main road, and I relaxed a little when I went to a place where the scenery was absolutely invisible.

"Is it because of the change of hairstyle? Madam looks more attractive than before." The young graduate student didn't notice my previous nervousness, and politely said to me in a very sincere tone, "It suits you very well."

The hairstyle is of course the one that Jing Guang helped me make up, so I won’t take it apart easily if it looks so good.

"Thank you," I couldn't help bending the corners of my lips, and teased, "Your mouth is so sweet, are you talking about several girlfriends at school at the same time?"

"How come, I'm just telling the truth." The young man said innocently, "And I don't have a girlfriend, I hope Madam won't misunderstand."

Um?It doesn't matter if I misunderstand, after all, I asked him out for a drink at night, isn't it obvious that I don't care how chaotic his private life is?

I immediately showed a clear smile: "Understood, we are good friends, everyone is living together peacefully."

"It's not like that." The man next to me sighed faintly, "There are no so-called "everyone" around me, and I am not so attentive to all women. "

"Hey——is this a compliment? It's a very clever compliment, how should I respond...I don't just ask people out at night, is it okay to say that? Have the corresponding emotions been conveyed?"

I shouldn't have misunderstood what he meant, right?Why do you think his smile suddenly became so bitter...

·

I took Okiya Subaru to a shop a little further from home.

The main purpose is to expand the map to find hunting targets. Fortunately, I did find one—the killer of a winery, who often works overtime to take orders. I chose this job not because of life, but because of my own psychopathy.I think it's okay to directly kill him with this identity setting, but since it has been changed to a non-lethal mode, I don't want to change it back.

Anyway, if a bullet hits him, he will never be a killer again in this life.

The car is parked in the parking lot near the store, and then there is a short walk to go.I was thinking about where to snipe the target for a while, and I was inevitably a little excited, but this time the squinting man noticed it.

"May I presume that the lady is in such a good mood because of me?" he asked.

As a digression, although Matsuda and I are pretending to be husband and wife, he has been called "Madam" all the time, which almost makes me feel immoral.

"Yes, I found that I am really happy to come out with you. Your praise is almost as good as my husband's. I have the opportunity to introduce you. Turn left here, and this is the store."

This is actually a shop that specializes in drinking whiskey. I discovered it a few years ago, but because my alcohol resistance is too low, I never went in.

After sitting down, I propped my cheek with one hand: "What's the first drink? I just drink Coke."

"Come and help me choose, madam."

"That's it," I pointed to the most expensive Scotch whiskey on the list, "15-year-old Scotch, matured in bourbon barrels and sherry barrels, the taste should be quite complex."

I chose it mainly because the names of these wines are very subtle to the master, and I always feel a little NTR.

Seeing him nod his head, I then asked how to drink: "Add water, ice, soda or pure drink?"

What surprised me was that he chose to add ice. Japanese young people mostly drink whiskey with soda water, and a little wine makes a big glass.I personally don't like that way of drinking, but I have to accept it considering the alcohol concentration.

I don't know if he's trying to show off, anyway, I'm the one driving the car, and at worst, let him sleep in my car until he wakes up.

I also ordered some extra snacks such as ham slices and French fries, and ate it seriously for a while, and it was already two drinks after I started chatting.

The person on the opposite side ordered another glass of bourbon with ice. When he spoke, he shook the light amber liquid. The sound of ice cubes colliding with the glass was crisp and clear. Under the shroud of yellow light, it looked elegant and mysterious.

And what he said is completely in two worlds with me: "Actually, I have been a little anxious recently because of my research topic."

I didn't expect to talk about academic pressure. I bit my straw and raised my eyebrows after being a social person for a long time: "That's why I went to the convenience store at two o'clock in the morning?"

"Yes, not only for writing papers, insomnia is also normal, and moving is just to change the environment and change the mood."

"Has that gotten any better?"

"Since I met Madam, I seem to be healed." As he spoke, he curled the corner of his mouth, "After I go back tonight, I will be able to finish my thesis smoothly, and I should not suffer from insomnia anymore... It's all thanks to Madam."

"Stop talking politely after drinking two glasses of whiskey." I smiled and didn't take it seriously, "But it would be great if I could finish my thesis. I'm a liberal arts student, and I can't empathize with the pain of engineering students."

"What's your profession, madam?"

"Law, I used to want to take the public examination to enter the police department, but unfortunately I failed." I shrugged, "I can't help it. I didn't catch my dream, so I can only go home and inherit billions of dollars."

"Oh? Then when you choose a mate, you choose the police because—"

"It's not because your dreams are shattered. You are really rude when you speak sometimes."

But he smiled lightly and shook his head: "I'm sorry, but I've always been concerned about the debt owed by my wife's ex-husband."

I scratched my head tactically, and suddenly realized: "I was not cheated of money by him, let alone my incumbent arrested him. This matter is more complicated."

I didn't want to explain this complicated meaning, and the topic was quickly taken over.

Half an hour later, I excused myself to answer the phone and left the store temporarily. I put on a pure black cloak in a deserted alley, and went up to the rooftop of a tall building next to me with my claw gun. After confirming the location of the target, I started hunting.

Hmm... The two missions were done between going out with Okiya Subaru, and he should be avoided afterwards, that guy looks a little smart, the point is that he is very curious, and he can't be noticed by him.

But I get along well with him. This guy always compliments me openly and secretly. Who doesn't like to be praised?

It was almost midnight on the way back, and someone called me on the road. I instructed the people around me to help me take out my mobile phone from my satchel. I happened to stop at a red light. When I turned my head, the expressions of the people around me became unpredictable.

"Whose phone number?"

"It's the person noted as "Lover".Ah, sorry, I accidentally answered the call without permission. "Then, the person who said "accidentally" spoke to my mobile phone without authorization, "Excuse me, how can I become my wife's "lover"?"Can seniors pass on some experience to me? "

The author says:

·Jing Guang:? ? ?Can't, go away.

Ley: Ma'am, you don't want your husband to find out about your lover, do you?

Satsuma: It doesn't matter, they coexist peacefully.

Cold knowledge: The remark was changed by Xiao Ai in person, and hiro said it was acceptable (

感谢在2022-06-2222:45:12~2022-06-2516:21:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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