Second order
Zhou Min arrives at the company more than an hour early every day.
It’s not because she loves her job so much, but because it’s the time for the security shift change on the first floor.
For an ordinary person like Zhou Min who carries one or two cold weapons and one or two hot weapons, it has become her habit to investigate the weakest moments of security in advance.
On the first day of work, Zhou Min actually noticed Huang Peiyi who was working at the adjacent workstation, because she was the only living person in the office at that time besides Zhou Min.
Could it be that she also has dangerous goods to bring?
Zhou Min had observed Huang Peiyi subtly at that time. She had a small bag, a long-sleeved shirt and a knee-length skirt, flat leather shoes, and her long hair was loose instead of tied up.
Ordinary office worker outfit.
It's barely enough to hide weapons, but it's not something you can easily escape from in an emergency.
Could it be that she is the kind of peerless master who doesn't need any external help?
Zhou Min stood in awe.
To avoid embarrassment, Zhou Min, as one of the only two living people who showed up in the office early in the morning, greeted them first.
"Good morning, you're here so early."
Huang Peiyi obviously didn't expect someone to come so early: "Good morning. Um... my air conditioner is broken, so I came to the company early to use the air conditioning."
It's only April and you're already using the air conditioner. Isn't that a bit far-fetched? Zhou Min understood.
"What about you? Why are you here so early?"
Zhou Min had already planned his character design before this and had prepared some reasonable explanations for himself to deal with various situations.
She blurted out: "The subway entrance near my home has a flow restriction during the morning rush hour. If I rush to work, I will be late, so I came here early."
Back to today.
It’s been so long, and the air conditioner in Huang Peiyi’s house hasn’t been repaired yet?
In the office, Zhou Min's puzzled gaze met Huang Peiyi's curious gaze. Huang Peiyi boldly teased: "Xiao Min, tell me the truth, you are not actually part of the play, but a member of the play, right?"
ah?
What a good move of advancing to retreat.
Zhou Min didn't have time to doubt Huang Peiyi for a moment. If she didn't clarify in time, she didn't know how her image would be distorted in the mind of this good colleague.
Zhou Min raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a familiar and sweet smile, and said calmly: "Miss Zhou and I are just ordinary friends, and Mr. Zheng and I are not familiar with each other either. Please don't misunderstand me."
Zhou Min had no obligation to help Zhou Qiting clarify the relationship between her and Zheng Siying, he only tried his best to distance himself from it.
"Peiyi, is your air conditioner not repaired yet?" Zhou Min seized the opportunity and used a question to block Huang Peiyi's possible next harsh words.
Huang Peiyi laughed awkwardly: "Haha, yes, the air conditioner is too old and always breaks down."
The two of them tacitly agreed not to expose each other again.
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In order to decline Zhou Qiting's invitation, Zhou Min said that he had some personal matters to attend to over the weekend, but he didn't expect his words to come true.
My real work phone, which had been in the inner pocket of my bag and had not been used for a long time, received a message from "Foolish".
Zhou Min quietly came to the stairwell that was usually seldom used. Before he opened the message, he heard a familiar voice talking on the phone in a low voice.
Uh, there's an echo in the stairwell. How low can you go?
Because of this, Zhou Min heard almost everything that the man said on the phone.
"I've tried my best...prototype code..."
"My rank... read-only access..."
"Avoid calling... you'll find out..."
Oh, so you are a business spy, my good colleague.
Carrying this crucial information, Zhou Min tiptoed out of the stairwell without waiting for Huang Peiyi to finish her call.
Before closing the door, she heard an impatient voice: "If you keep pushing me, I won't do it!"
After this, Zhou Min designated the stairwell as a hidden area.
Could it be that I arrived at the office early and disturbed my good colleague's work? Zhou Min thought as he took a detour into the bathroom, closed the door, and clicked on the message.
"Simple-minded": "Script.pdf"
"Heartless" guarantees: "No fancy skills are needed, only absolute strength."
"Foolish Eyes" disdainfully said, "You should wear colored contact lenses this time. Your eyeballs are pitch black, and they're creepy."
"Foolish Eyes" attacked: "How about the colorful black? The shimmering white is also nice."
「Simple-minded」: “What color do you like?”
Zhou Min didn't know where to start complaining about the series of messages, so he just gave a brief reply.
Zhou Min blurted out: "Sorry, I'm color blind."
There was no reply from the other side for a long time.
Did he find out she was lying? Zhou Min thought back to his previous conversations with the middleman and realized he hadn't left any holes.
The gap in project funds has been filled, but thinking about the medical accounts that are almost empty, Zhou Min feels that he is still quite short of money, so he decides to maintain the customers and make up for it.
Before she could send out the edited wording, the other party sent a message first.
「笨笨」: “It’s okay, the color of the contact lenses is indicated on the packaging.”
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T City
It's a clear night tonight.
In the suburbs, in a detached villa.
The magnificent reception room was now in a mess.
Zhou Min treated his scratched left arm. The wound was not deep, so he simply disinfected it and bandaged it hastily, temporarily wrapping the surface with a layer of plastic wrap.
She took out a thick towel and carefully wiped the bloodstains on the marble floor, finally sprinkling it with hydrogen peroxide to avoid leaving any biological information.
After everything was sorted out, Zhou Min looked at the two performers who were struggling hard in the middle of the living room.
The angry look was played really well.
Compared to killing the target cleanly and efficiently, capturing the target alive has this disadvantage: it is prone to frequent problems.
Zhou Min suffered a minor injury during this process today.
After the cameras were set up in multiple positions, Zhou Min smoothed out the wrinkles on his vest, put on a black tuxedo, and put on a white rabbit head mask.
The hollowed-out eye area of the mask revealed Zhou Min's dark green eyes underneath.
Among the slightly strange colors proposed by "Foolish Eyes" such as "light pink", "silver white", and "light gray", Zhou Min chose the relatively acceptable green.
Zhou Min's gaze swept between the two of them until their fear accumulated to a certain level, then she began today's performance professionally.
"Wang, committed long-term domestic violence against the victim, abusing her to death..."
Upon hearing this, the leading actor let out a muffled roar from his mouth which was sealed with tape, his face full of indignation.
"Because the victim's 'family' issued a letter of forgiveness... he was sentenced to seven years in prison."
The actor who should have played the role of the "family member" was crying and shaking his head vigorously, looking innocent.
"I have a question for you," Zhou Mintu tilted his head, staring at the furious actor, and asked without hesitation, "How come you haven't spent a single day in jail?"
After waiting for a long time without hearing a reasonable explanation, Zhou Min expressed regret. It seemed that he could not let anyone go.
Zhou Min was allowed to wear white satin gloves today. She put a gun to the head of the younger "family member" actor in her right hand and untied him. He immediately collapsed to the ground like a piece of rotten meat.
When he tried to remove the tape on his mouth, Zhou Min said sympathetically: "Don't act rashly, or I'll shoot you."
"If you two fight, whoever is left standing will survive my hand."
Zhou Min then gestured to the rotten mass of flesh: "Go and untie your dear father."
He was breathing rapidly out of fear, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead. He walked tremblingly to the front of the angry and struggling leading actor. Instead of doing what Zhou Min said, he did something unexpected.
One punch, two punches... My nose was dislocated, my brow bone was broken...
Zhou Min had no reason to stop the performers' interpretation based on their own understanding.
It was not until the "family member" actor could not find a good spot on the lead actor's face to land his fist and was hesitating where to hit next that Zhou Min stopped him.
A syringe of sedative.
After settling the actor who had fallen asleep, Zhou Min untied the actor, who appeared to have been beaten unconscious, and kicked him in the head with the toe of his plain black Oxford shoes: "Stop pretending."
Seeing that pretending to be dead was useless, the protagonist tried his best to stand up from the ground and rushed towards Zhou Min.
"He relies on violence, luck, or fate to support his supreme power."
Zhou Min recited her lines and calmly ducked to avoid the punch he was about to throw at her face. At the same time, she swept her leg towards his knee, causing him to lose his balance and fall on his back.
"What could be more difficult to defeat than these?"
Zhou Min's dark green eyes looked down at the struggling protagonist on the ground through the mask, and he sneered mockingly according to the script. The enraged man tried to grab her legs.
"His rage, his might, can never take away this honor from me."
Zhou Min stomped his heel on the outstretched hand, and a sound like a branch breaking was heard. The protagonist's cry of pain came from his throat and stopped at the tape.
"To use violence to provoke an irreconcilable and protracted war against our great enemy"
The time was almost up. Zhou Min grabbed the leading actor's collar with his left hand, clenched his right fist, and punched him one after another to help him calm down. The red liquid that had previously overflowed from his mouth and nose had stained Zhou Min's pure white gloves.
"Use force to conquer those rebels who refuse to accept reason as law"
Until the end, Zhou Min looked at the leading actor lying on the ground, took his pulse in the neck, and after confirming that the leading actor was playing the role of the corpse very professionally, he stopped with satisfaction.
Facing one of the cameras, she held the lapel of her tuxedo horizontally with her right hand and placed her left hand behind her. The rabbit head mask stained with blood lowered her head as she moved, gracefully bowing out and ending her weekend overtime.
-
In the far suburbs, Zhou Min, dressed in a black uniform, walked quietly along the road like a wandering ghost. She wanted to walk to the suburbs of the neighboring city 10 kilometers away overnight and take the earliest bus back to City G.
There were no streetlights along the highway, but fortunately, the sky was cloudless tonight and the moon generously shed its light, preventing Zhou Min from falling into the ditch.
As usual, she sent the address to a fixed number. Not long after, Zhou Min unexpectedly received a call from this number.
"Hello, I'm from the 'Di Dang' cleaning company. The place you want us to clean has a living organism..."
"Oh, I almost forgot. Sorry."
Zhou Min looked up the cleaning company's price list from previous text messages, found the "inactivation" service, and transferred the service fee according to the amount marked on it.
Zhou Min is a man who keeps his promises.
This shouldn't be considered her doing it, right?
What happened tonight was like a leak in a dam, and Zhou Min once again glimpsed the darkness that was as fierce as a flash flood and that he dared not face.
Zhou Min walked until dawn, and still felt that the violence overflowing in his heart was difficult to suppress.
Zhou Min took a deep breath, took out a tin candy box from his bag, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Just as he was about to light it, he remembered his previous idea of quitting smoking. He took out the cigarette irritably, broke it with one hand, and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road.
He touched the wound on his left arm with his right hand and gripped it tightly with his five fingers. The blood that had just coagulated seeped out again, wetting the bandage under the film.
“Hmm…”
For Zhou Min, pain is a better sedative.
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