On the way back, Huai Shi sat in the car, watching the dazzling neon lights gradually fading away, and walked into the more familiar dim neighborhood.

Under the street lights that had been smashed, the homeless men who were living in the cardboard box poked their heads out of the alley and looked around. There were voices of anger and scolding, and the crying of children from the distance.

With the sound of iron sheets rubbing, the grocery store that was about to open closed down the floodgates.

Soon, except for the hurried footsteps of pedestrians, there were only the sound of drunkard vomiting...

It is hard to say that happiness and beauty, but for some reason, Huai Shi finally relaxed, as if she was able to return to reality from a erratic bubble and felt the familiar gravity.

He closed his eyes and sighed silently.

"The boss seems to be in a bad mood." Ueno, who was driving, suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Huai Shi asked: "Why do you say that? Is my expression so obvious?"

Ueno thought for a long time, slapped his head and shook his head: "I don't know, I feel..."

Huai Shi was speechless. Is this the keen intuition of single-celled organisms? It really makes people admire it.

He thought for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking: "Ueno, if one day you can stop doing the sensation, what do you want to do?"

"Ah?" Ueno didn't understand at all.

"I mean...what do you plan to do if you don't do the sensation?"

Ueno's eyes widened, unable to believe: "Will you not be able to survive?"

“…Not it?”

"Boss, although it's a bit embarrassing to say that, I can't even use a calculator." Ueno said seriously: "If you have a tattoo, the convenience store doesn't want me either. Besides, the temper is so bad, what if the customer is injured?"

Huai Shi couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"...Okay, we won't talk about the actual conditions, I just want to know: if you give you the chance to choose whatever you want, do you have anything you want to do? For example, dreams or something."

"I never thought, that kind of thing is too complicated, right?" Ueno thought for a long time, then suddenly turned around and stared at it, staring at her eyes widened, full of curiosity: "Where are you, boss?"

Huai Shi didn't expect that she would be rebelled against the generals.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't help but shrugging.

"To be honest, I wanted to be an artist before, well, the kind of music playing, but later I thought it was good to be a teacher. Seeing the students grow up, I felt like I had grown up back then..."

Before Huai Shi could see Ueno's face suddenly appearing and opening his mouth to speak, he frowned: "If you dare to say 'I'm the same,' I will throw you out of here."

"I'm... cough cough."

Ueno was stuck halfway through his words. After thinking for a long time, he asked tentatively: "Then it's okay for me to be a physical education teacher, right?"

"What are you teaching?" Huai Shi sighed: "Teaching the children to use a knife to grab the territory and chop people?"

"...can't it?" Ueno's eyes widened, incredible.

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to cover her face.

What misunderstandings do you have about schools? Which ordinary school in the world teaches students such things...

"Ah, it always feels very complicated."

Ueno smiled awkwardly: "If you can live happily without doing the best, it's a good thing, right? But, I don't think it's necessary to think so long... Anyway, a rice ball costs only 30 yuan, and at worst you can work hard.

As long as people live, there is always a way.”

He thought for a while and said with confidence: "My mother taught me: Today's things are done today, tomorrow's things are talked about tomorrow! What are you doing if you think so much is useless?"

“…”

In silence, Huai Shi looked up at him in shock, as if she had known him for the first time, stunned. After a long time, she couldn't help laughing, leaning forward and backward, and overwhelmingly.

Ueno looked over from the rearview mirror, looking confused:

"Did I say something wrong, boss?"

"No, Reedo is such a wise man, Ueno."

Huai Shi patted his shoulder and laughed happily: "This is the most reasonable sentence I have ever heard tonight!"

"Eh? Is that true?"

"Of course, I'm going to have a drink tonight, are you going to go together?"

"Okay, okay."

.

.

"Ah, I really want to drink, I want to eat sushi and sashimi, curry rice, fried pork chops, peony pot, ramen noodles, and tempura... I want to soak in hot springs, horse kill chicken, and bubble bath..."

Under the miserable moonlight, Tony sighed to the moon with a bowl of instant noodles.

The soft horse-face mask was swaying in the wind, and the abstract face reflected the more sad it was.

"Why is this happening? It's rare to come to Yingzhou for a business trip..."

In the bleak wind, he sighed sadly: "Is life like this only when working overtime, or is it always like this?"

No one responded.

Only the horse-faced man shook his head, picked up the bowl of foam noodles, then held the soft horse-faced mask with one hand, poured the soup and noodles into the hole in the big mouth.

After a hollow sound like a kettle, the sound of chewing sounded.

Finally, a hiccup sounded.

Dinner ended like this, perhaps with midnight snacks and tomorrow's breakfast.

The sad Astronomy Club put the lighter into the horse's mouth, pressed it twice, and then sprayed two wisps of blue smoke from its nostrils, looking up at the rooftop.

In the quiet night, the gray warehouse was silent in the darkness.

"By the way... is there no show at the place where old colleagues meet? The level has dropped, brother."

Tony murmured to himself, stepped forward, stepped on the edge of the floor, and looked down at the drop below the rooftop. After determining the height, he turned around, spread his arms, and suddenly jumped up.

In this way, he fell to the earth behind him.

In the air, he flexibly flipped his body, swung his horse's face, and swung back in the wind that was rushing towards him, turning back for two and a half weeks and then turning for two and a half weeks. Then he rotated 1,080 degrees in a rapid fall like a small gyro. After passing an exaggerated arc, he finally smashed the fragile ceiling of the warehouse.

Falling from the sky!

In the burst of loud noise, the uninvited guest fell to the ground with a hurricane in the light after the ceiling, but no ray of dust had risen.

"Yeah—full marks!"

Under the pale light, Tony slowly stood up, stroked the horse's mane on the back of his head, held the gun in both hands, aimed at both sides, and looked around.

"Hey? Is Mr. Phoenix at home?"

In the silence, no one responded.

But Tony did not relax his vigilance at all, searching every place in the warehouse step by step.

The warehouse, which should have been abandoned for many years, is full of various equipment that should not have appeared here at all. The dense surveillance screens show images of various key areas of Kyoto, but more are scenes inside the inner circle of the Tambo.

As the search program runs, the server soaked in the huge water tank constantly emits high heat and dull buzzing sounds.

The surrounding walls were covered with a wide range of weapons, including mountains of boxes, even alchemy explosives that could send the entire gymnasium to heaven, and shoulder-mounted rocket launchers that should not appear in the city at all.

The deepest table is piled with countless complex archives, information and records, and on the wall is a huge map of Kyoto, densely packed with different marks.

Tony approached step by step, picked up a piece of information and saw the intelligence analysis about the "Juntian White Fox". After picking up another piece, it was a change in Lumingguan's position.

Then, there are the external actions records of the "sector" of the Emperor's personal army, as well as the information of important shogunate figures under the general, and the monthly briefing published by the Yingzhou Bureau Branch...

Even in the end...

Beneath countless information and records, a resume marked with [Top Secret] is printed.

Under the logo of the original Dark Legion, in the photo, the man wearing a horse-faced mask looked at himself outside the photo in a daze.

It was at that moment that the cold barrel hit the back of his head.

The long-lost frivolous voice sounded from behind.

"Do you miss me? Mr. Shima." In the darkness where the desk lamp could not shine, the ace assassinator of the former Dark Legion greeted him like this.

Tony's movements stopped in place, seemingly stiff:

"trap?"

"Ha, who knows?" Phoenix asked indifferently, "How long have you been looking for me?"

"About half a month? Well, I started from the sanatorium in Shambala who found out that you wanted to escape the order." Tony reminded warmly: "You can't stop the medicine, Liu Dongli."

"Don't worry, I grabbed a large sum of money before leaving, enough for me to finish my birthday next year."

Tony smiled: "What are you going to do after your birthday? It exploded with a bang and turned into a source of pollution in the present area?"

"Thank you for your care. I will find a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers in advance to dig a hole and bury myself. Please remember to present flowers to me when the time comes."

"I have to say that your colleagues and your family care about you very much." Tony sighed: "To avoid any unpleasant friction among everyone, can you please go back to the picturesque nursing home?"

"Oh, don't worry, I have confidence in you-my colleagues are magnanimous, my family understands the truth, and this world is so beautiful that even without me, everyone can get along well."
To be continued...