Ji Dao... Chen Xing still knows some of this term.

But why did finance, which sounds like a relatively high-end elite, become an extremely good business?

"What are the three people downstairs?"

"We are members of the community controlled by the organization. If we need personnel, they can contact people quickly." Saburo Watanabe explained.

"I understand." Chen Xing nodded and couldn't help saying, "I don't know my salary..."

"I will hit the card of the person just now." Saburo Watanabe said.

Chen Xing opened his mouth and didn't ask why, because he could tell from the face of the person in front of him. Even if he asked himself, he couldn't explain it clearly.

But if you don’t have a salary, how can you support yourself?

It seems that I have to find a part-time job and work. Tu Fangchen is so happy to think about it.

Saburo Watanabe said: "I usually stay in the office next door, so I just want to say something."

"Okay." Chen Xing nodded.

Watanabe Saburo went out.

Chen Xing was trapped in a chair, and a little under his feet, then slid to the window, then opened the blinds with a telescope and observed them secretly.

...

He has been doing this for several days, and gradually he has some understanding of this black and straight woman.

Akimi Miyano is a beautiful and gentle woman with a elegant temperament and a clean and warm smile. Whenever she sees the smile on her face, she always feels healed.

She likes to drink canned black coffee and bask in the sun. On a warm afternoon, she will stretch her waist and stand in the sun with her head tilted. The pure beauty is as far away from the hustle and bustle.

She was like someone who shouldn't exist here, whether it was the bank, the noisy street, or the peeping from the opposite side.

Chen Xing sometimes feels ashamed, and at the same time, he can't help but wonder, is she really an organization member?

Although he had not seen many formal members of the organization, he had met many grassroots personnel, and Akimi Miyano felt a sense of incongruity, which was completely different from them. Compared with gin and vodka, the contrast was even worse.

Chen Xing didn't even feel this from Belmode. Of course, it might be that her disguise was too good.

Akimi Miyano probably loves life very much. She will take good care of the green plants by the window carefully so that they can shine in the sun, and even have gentle eyes when watering.

But such a person seems to have no friends. Chen Xing thinks so.

Even if she talks and laughs with her colleagues and talks about something, she always feels a distance between her behavior. That is the distance that even friends must keep, or it should be said that she is not a friend.

She would occasionally lose her mind during rest, as if she was recalling something, and her expression was always sad at that time.

Whenever this happens, Chen Xing will put down his telescope and not look at it.

After get off work, Miyano Akimi would be very relaxed and went to the platform not far away to wait for the bus. At this time, Chenyuki seemed to finally relax one day. But when she was not at work one day, he would feel uncomfortable. He didn't know what was going on and didn't think much about it.

These days, he seemed to have met a stranger, but he had never known him before, but he had the urge to know him. He had no special intention, he just wanted to get to know him and talk.

But he knew it was not possible, Belmode had instructed him before leaving. Just as he had never met Akimi Miyano and had never appeared by the other party.

He then waved his knife in the office and reviewed the kendo. He could also read books, not the nonsense financial publications in the office, but rented comics.

In the shattered sunlight through the blinds, half of the figure of Miyano Akimi and half of the warm scenes in the comics.

If it was always such a quiet day, maybe it wouldn't be bad?

...

That night, Chen Xing was on duty at the office.

Dingling ~.

Chen Xing raised his eyelids and listened to the sound. It was the phone downstairs.

There are only two offices on the third floor, and there is an empty room, which temporarily accumulates debris.

There are two reception rooms on the second floor for discussing ulterior motives, and an archive room of various industries that are divided into Jidao.

The first floor is the lobby, with several phone calls. Usually, the two beautiful girls in the office are responsible for answering and calling.

Now one of the phones has a light of incoming calls.

"Hello, who?" Chen Xing picked up.

"Get the money right away, get the IOU ready!" The phone hung up.

Dou...Dou...

Listening to the busy voice on the phone, Chen Xing didn't come back to his senses.

What does it mean? Is it a sage? Should I know?

He put down the phone and went upstairs again.

...

A claustrophobic warehouse in a middle school.

The boy in a small blue suit charged at the black-clad thug holding a baseball bat and was beaten up.

"What a ignorant little devil." The kidnapper raised his baseball bat with a grin, "Since I'm meddling in other people's business, I'll solve you first!"

At this moment, the tall figure jumped out of the window, kicked the baseball bat directly away.

"Sister Xiaolan?!" Conan's eyes lit up.

It was indeed a look of panic. I was hit by a few sticks just now, and tears of pain came out.

With a quick punch and a neat kick, Ran Maori clapped his hands, and the kidnappers were no longer conscious.

"Are you okay, Conan?"

"I'm fine, but fortunately Sister Xiaolan arrived in time." Conan covered his stomach and smiled brightly, without feeling arrogant at all.

Soon, the police arrived and wanted to take the kidnappers away.

"No, I can't go to jail. They will kill me and my family!" the kidnapper suddenly shouted.

Conan, who was going to take the little girl who had been tied home before, paused and turned around and saw the kidnapper who was kicking his legs and burst into tears.

He originally suspected that the other party was a member of the organization, but although he was covered in black, he was still far from it.

Just by listening to his words, it seems that there is still a hidden truth?

With the mentality of seeking the truth, Conan ran over.

"What did you mean just now? Who wants to kill you?" he asked.

"They threatened my family and asked me to get 300 million yuan. You guys hurry up and catch them!" the kidnapper said loudly.

"Who are they?" Officer Megu said in a deep voice.

"I don't know who they are, but they are all wearing black clothes." The kidnapper spoke quickly, "By the way, I have their phone number and I just called it!"

Conan's ears were slimmer, and he now changed his complexion when he smelled "black". Don't be too sensitive.

The police found a cell phone from the kidnappers.

"Go and check this phone number quickly!" Officer Memu ordered.

The kidnapper was tortured into a police car, but he felt a little relieved...

Next, the police department found the residence where the phone was on the phone, which turned out to be a financial consulting firm.

Conan is already on the way.

...

Chen Xing was eating the barrel noodles and added two ham sausages.

Open the lid, the heat will blow on the face and smell it.

Then, when he picked up the fork and was about to eat, the light tube flashed and the power went out.

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and could vaguely see the hazy light outside the window.

"Has it tripped?" He thought so, and did not move. He took out the flashlight from the drawer, opened it and placed it next to him, and just kept eating noodles.
Chapter completed!