Because it seemed that the event was getting worse and worse, Chen Xing slept very lightly tonight.

After meditating, I lay on the bed, woke up after a while of random thoughts, and the curtains were already shining with the hazy light.

He turned over and got up, opened the curtains, and opened the window. The clear wind suddenly came to his face.

The 25th floor apartment balcony overlooks the large city that is still sleeping. Occasionally there are lights, which represent people who wake up early.

It’s just that the wind on the balcony is a little heavy, and there is no sound other than that, and there is a monotonous silence.

Some noises were heard next door. The popular idol star Yoko Okino was probably going to start early work. After a while, he heard the sound of the door opening, and then the sound of high heels walking by in the corridor.

The sound insulation of the house was originally very good, but it was just because of Chen Xing's senses. He covered his ears until the wind blew himself in the balcony, and then turned over the collar of the sweater and rubbed his hands into the house.

Almost at the same time, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the table lit up, which was a text message.

I thought of someone as if I were so happy that I thought of him. When I picked it up, I couldn't help but narrow my eyes.

--"The cold wind blows in the early morning, I'm in love? I'm not afraid of a cold."

He quickly turned around, walked back to the balcony, and looked around.

The thin morning light was still dark in the sky, and there were vague stars. Just looking around, the surroundings were so quiet that only the wind passed by, and no one could be seen.

"Where are you? I can't see you." He typed and replied, but before he could send it, he received the letter--"Don't look for it, he's gone."

"I'm typing slowly, wait." Chen Xing was anxious and pressed the buttons quickly with both hands.

At that time, when a woman who was clearly hiding in the stairwell had not left yet saw her, she couldn't help but smile on her cold face.

A black baseball cap, a black leather jacket, a black tight work pants, the only difference is that she tied up her silver hair and her fair skin. Belmode walked down the stairs with her hands and keys rolled between her fingers. She pursed her lips, and she could only hear the tune she hummed unconsciously.

The roar of V-Rod was clear and distant, and the figure on the balcony looked out of the cold until she disappeared from sight.

...

People who go to work are always in a hurry. No matter how decent they dress, they will fill in a few bites of breakfast when the traffic light is over.

For example, a young man with black skin.

Chen Xing glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and after hesitating for a moment, he reversed back.

On the side of the road, Amuro, who was stuffed with bread in his mouth, blinked his eyes, looking at the black car parked in front of him and the elegant and alienated face that was exposed after descending the spotless window.

"What a coincidence, boss." Amuro smiled, with bread crumbs on the corner of his mouth.

"As at your speed, I will be late today." Chen Xing said.

When Amuro heard this, he immediately smiled, "But isn't the boss here?"

As he said that, he poured the bread into his hands and naturally wanted to go forward and open the car door.

"I'm just reminding you." He heard a plain voice say this.

Then, with the rising windows, the black car turned and drove off the side of the road, sneaked into the traffic and ran away.

"..." Amuro Tomo.

Don’t you come and take me on the way? Then don’t you just chat with me here for a long time?

After sensing the vague gaze of the people around him, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air and took it back awkwardly.

"What a bad guy." Amuro Toru looked at the red light re-timed across the zebra crossing, and every second seemed so long.

He is a Japanese public security officer. Even if he runs a red light, he can not even give a report afterwards. But this country is his lover. Can he take advantage of the loopholes of his lover? No.

Therefore, when a certain person waited for the red light and ran away on the roadside in the morning, he vaguely found his lost youth.

--Even the lost bread and lateness are full of youthfulness.

Amuro changed into work clothes breathlessly. Under the sympathetic gaze of the waitress, he saw the smiling store manager taking a note. If nothing unexpected happens, the full attendance award this month will be won.

The drooping man picked up the mop and the day was beginning.

By the window, Chen Xing withdrew his gaze and opened the magazine in a good mood. Today is a Western cuisine, talking about the combination of steak and red wine.

...

"Have you heard that the Kazuho General Hospital is now overcrowded and is contacting other hospitals."

"What happened?"

"I heard from my friends that a lot of people suddenly surged in this morning, some were food poisoning, some were fire trampling, and some were inhaled with poison gas."

"It's a coincidence, right?"

"Let's get together for something unlucky."

Listening to the chatting of the customers in the store, Amuro approached quietly and raised his ears.

"Would you say it be a conspiracy?"

"conspiracy?"

"For example, terrorists want to bomb hospitals or something."

"Please, how is that possible? You'll watch too much TV."

"Haha, but there are indeed quite a lot of murders recently."

Even when they were chatting, they subconsciously lowered their voices in the coffee shop, but when the two of them were talking nonsense, they were shocked when they saw the waiter who looked sneaky.

"You boy!" The coffee the guest trembled and spread it on the table.

"Sorry, sorry." Toru Amuro quickly tried and said apologized before the other party spoke: "I just heard you talk about Kurodo Hospital. Because a friend of mine lives there when I was sick, I was a little worried."

"That's how it is." The guest's expression was much gentler. After all, the attitude towards unlucky people is always kinder.

"What's going on in the hospital now?" asked Tomo Amuro.

"It's a mess." The guest replied casually.

Amuro nodded, thanked him and walked away.

While mopping the floor, he wondered if this matter was related to Gin's actions. If so, what would the FBI do?

He was very curious about the contest between the two, but because of his special identity, he could not appear there yet, so he had to wait for a result.

But suddenly, Anmuro looked at the person by the window. Will he be involved? Will he pass?

When he looked over, Chen Xing certainly noticed it, including the chat between him and the guests.

From the moment, it should be the first to take action, and the situation is not optimistic. He thought to himself.

Then, Chen Xing closed the cooking magazine, got up, and put on his coat.

"Boss, go out?" Amuro Toru said curiously.

"Yes." Chen Xing looked at him for a while and said, "Are you going out today?"

"Eh?" Anmuro was stunned for a moment, feeling that his eyes were profound, but he couldn't guess clearly for a moment, so he had to be stunned.

Chen Xing said, "If I go out, I can give you a paragraph."

Amuro Toru was a little puzzled, "I may not go out."

"That's the best." Chen Xing nodded and had already walked out.

The smile on Amuro's face calmed down after he left the door, and his eyes couldn't help but sink.
Chapter completed!