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After reading the book, Zhibao checked the time. It was already three hours before he got home, and the people outside should have left as well, ready to go out and make dinner.After changing into a long black coat, Gin was about to go out.Seeing her come out, Qin Jiu said: "I'll go out, you lock the door yourself, I brought the key."

"Oh." She replied.

It's really cold, Qin Jiu thought to himself.

Then he closed the door and left with the vodka outside the door. For the assassination mission a few days later, he needed to check the location in advance.

When Gin came back, it was already nine o'clock the next morning.He kept fighting hard until he walked in the door, only then did he show a tired look on his face.Xiao Zhibao was already sitting on the single sofa in the living room, reading a book thicker than her palm.Seeing him come back, she said politely without raising her head, "Welcome back."

"Not going to school?" He tore off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

"Today is Saturday." Xiao Zhibao turned a page of the book.

"Oh." Gin sat on another couch.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhibao raised his head to relax his neck.Looking up, he saw Gin sitting on the sofa with his arms folded and falling asleep.The sunlight outside the window shone in, shining on his somewhat blond and somewhat white hair, the light was extremely dazzling.

A handsome man, she thought.

I grew up alone since I was a child, and I have an instinctive resistance to everyone except my sister, so I never looked at Gin carefully—I don’t care anyway, but now I observe it carefully, I feel that this man That cold temperament has a fatal attraction like a poppy.

She jumped off the sofa, picked up his heavy coat, and when she was about to put it on for him, his eyes suddenly opened, he reached out to hold her slender wrist, and pressed her to the ground with force, and habitually took out his left hand. He took out his favorite gun, and after seeing clearly who the other party was, he stopped his movements——

"Huh?" He made a puzzled voice.

Zhibao was flustered, and said, "You'll catch a cold if you sleep here."

Seeing that she was still holding his coat in her hand, Qin Jiu understood a little bit in his heart, he let go of his hand, walked away from Zhibao, and picked up his coat by the way.Zhibao also stood up, rubbed his wrist, and said: "Insufficient sleep will affect your brain's judgment and agility, and it will also cause a series of problems such as memory loss. You should take a good rest. Before you wake up, I will If you don't go out, you don't have to guard me."

Gin didn't speak, and took his clothes back to the bedroom.

Zhibao yawned. He was tired from reading for too long, so he should take a nap after lunch.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gin came out of the bedroom, only to see Zhibao hugging the book as thick as a brick, lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

He sneered: "Now, is it your turn to fall asleep?"

He didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but he just heard people say that children have a fever when they catch a cold, meningitis or something like that when they have a fever, ah... You can't burn the brains of future scientists, in case the organization blames yourself What to do on the head.he thought.Then he went to her room and wanted to help her get a small blanket. The blanket caught the photo on the bedside table, and Miyano Akemi's photo frame fell to the ground and shattered.

Waking up by the sound, Zhibao opened her eyes: "What sound?" Seeing that the door of her room was open, she ran over.

Gin was squatting on the ground to pick up the photos.Looking at the fragments on the ground, Zhibao quickly walked over to snatch the photo back, and said to him angrily, "Get out! Get out!"

Gin made no sound and walked out of the room.

Shiho closed the door.

Isn't it just a broken photo frame?As for being so angry?Women, he thought, were trouble.

Zhibao knelt on the wooden floor and cleaned up the debris. The photo of his sister was cut by broken glass, and his beautiful and lovely face was cut open.It looks kind of scary.She sat on the bed holding the photo.I was sent out of the country before I remembered, and my sister only had time to pack a small box for herself, which was filled with all the little things that prayed for safety, such as omamori and cherry bells, and a photo of my sister.

At first, it was not found what was written behind the photo, and the organization seemed to have intentionally isolated the two sisters.But when I was changing the photo frame for my sister when I was four years old, I found a string of numbers behind the photo of my sister, which seemed to be a phone number.So one day, Zhibao pressed the phone number on the back of the photo and made an overseas call back to Japan. My sister must have been looking forward to calling her, so I wrote the phone number on the back of the photo——

The voice on the other side of the phone was gentle and brisk: "Hello, I'm Miyano."

How should I say hello?How do I say hello to my sister whom I haven't seen for several years?Can my sister understand my own Japanese?

"Hello? Who is it?" the gentle voice asked again.

Fingers tightly circled the phone cord.

"Um... I... I... I'm Miyano Shiho..."

She heard the sound of something being smashed on the other end of the phone.Then came my sister's surprised voice: "Zhibao?! Is it Zhibao?"

"Sister...sister?"

"Zhibao...I'm sister Mingmei!" She heard the elder sister on the other end of the phone seem to be crying, "Zhibao, how are you doing? I'm so worried about you... In order to answer your call, I have spent the past few years I dare not move..."

"Sister..." She didn't know what to say, she cried like a repeater with tears in her eyes.

"Shiho, what... do you look like?"

"Hmm..." She stroked her hair and described it incoherently, "The hair is coffee-colored, a little lighter than American coffee, and a little darker than HK milk tea. I... probably have a smaller table. It’s so high...but I can’t touch a taller table...you can say blue eyes, you can also say green..."

That day, the sisters talked a lot, until the phone bill was zero.

My parents are gone, my sister is the only relative, so everything about my sister should be cherished.However, due to their special status, the organization has placed considerable expectations, and they are looking forward to being able to inherit the unfinished drug development work of their parents.Koji Miyano's reputation is not small, and the organization naturally has hostility other than the police. For Shiho's safety, the organization thought of isolating her.

After the organization found out that Mingmei secretly left a phone number behind the photo, even the parcels and letters sent by her sister had to be opened and inspected by the organization, and it took several months to receive them.Although my sister also mentioned to send a photo, if the package is checked by a special person, my sister and her appearance will be exposed. Although my sister is not considered a secret member of the organization, Shiho is an important person.My sister is not a smart person. Her care and love sometimes kills herself and her.She didn't dare to let her sister send it.

So, here's the only photo...

Nasty gin!

Shiho jumped out of bed, put on his coat, picked up his small bag, and planned to run out to buy a new photo frame.

Seeing her running out the door, Qin Jiu quickly followed her.

"I...I don't allow you to follow me!" She turned her head and yelled angrily.

Qin Jiu stepped forward and said with a blank expression, "Order from the organization."

Shiho turned around and ran forward.

Qin Jiu strode unhurriedly, oh, oh, it's troublesome for the little girl to get angry, I really want to shoot her in the leg!It would be honest to break the leg, but it doesn't work.

He and Zhibao walked back and forth keeping a distance of ten meters, and walked on the street for nearly an hour before Zhibao bought a new photo frame he was satisfied with.Seeing the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and coming out of the store with a new photo frame in her arms, Gin was relieved. After all, the most feared thing in protection action is that the protected person will resist the protected person.But Shiho's smiling expression disappeared after seeing him.

Gin felt that he had the urge to draw a gun, but he didn't have the patience to coax a seven-year-old child.

Fortunately, Zhibao was not someone who lost his temper and was unreasonable. After buying the photo frame, she went home honestly, went back to her room, and closed the door.

Qin Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, that's right, he was just performing a mission, as long as he was alive, he didn't care if he hated himself or not.

The author has something to say: Amarula: Amarula is a fruit tree in Africa and also a delicious sweet wine in South Africa - Amarula, commonly known as "elephant wine".A liqueur that tastes like coffee and chocolate.

Pilsner is a kind of lager, light in color, light in body, dry in taste (not sweet), with typical hop aroma and bitter taste.Pilsner is a branch of lager beer, which belongs to pale lager beer.

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[Information list of black organization players at this point in time]

Gin: small team leader, age 15

Vodka: Gin's assistant, loyal, 15 years old

Chianti: Sniper, loves to fight, passionate 14 years old

Cologne: Sniper, 17 years less

Hua Diao: Chinese hacker, likes to play some pranks from time to time, 20 years old

Amarula: Korean nationality, good at disguise, gentle and cheerful woman. 18 years old

Pearson: Japanese, weak and petite in appearance, hates children, has a photographic memory. 17 years old

Matthew: Close combat, the official leader of the small team, is a senior respected by Gin. 25 years old