Rooms filled with instant noodles and the smell of low-quality cigarettes, walls plastered with posters of football stars, and messy simple single beds.

Here, it is the nest where Mu Zixu lives.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed with his feet facing the sky, holding the dirty pillow and snoring like thunder.

Under the influence of alcohol, he slept deeply, and the harsh ringing of his mobile phone rang stubbornly in his ears for a long time before finally waking him up from his sleep.

He hummed reluctantly, stretched out his arm and scratched around for a long time, and finally turned the phone out, and picked it up with sleepy eyes-

"Hey ......"

"Don't turn on the lights. Get up now. The boss's voice came from the earpiece, and the meaning was very concise.

"Won't you...... Didn't you say there wouldn't be a new mission today? Mu Zixu hummed lazily, habitually reaching for the lamp on the bedside table.

"Remember not to turn on the lights!!" At this moment, the boss stopped him sharply.

Mu Zixu had no choice but to stop groping.

"It's 10:00 of a new day." The boss said seriously. "Let me remind you that my job is very demanding on time, and I hope you can enhance your sense of time more in the future."

"Understood." Despite being sleepy, Mu Zixu forcibly dragged himself out of bed and pulled out his clothes to put them on. "Three watches in the middle of the night, won't you let me go out and steal the cup again?"

"Try to talk as little nonsense as possible in the future. I hate chattering players. The boss said lightly. Now, grab the mug you stole from the coffee house and go to the window and open the window. ”

Mu Zixu was already surprised by the boss's grotesque requirements, so he obediently complied.

"And then?" He asked, holding a cup and looking at the street lamp outside the window.

"Throw the cup down when I shout from five to one."

"What? You asked me to steal the cup back just to ......" Mu Zixu asked halfway, and suddenly remembered the boss's warning just now, so he consciously swallowed the rest of the "nonsense" back.

Await.

The countdown has not started for a long time.

The other end of the phone was always quiet, and for a moment, Mu Zixu even suspected that the boss was no longer there.

"Boss, are you still there?"

"Be patient."

"I forgot to ask for the honorarium......"

"Completing the task will give you a gratuity of 500."

"Good! The last thing I lack is patience......"

There was no light in the room, and in the dim light, Mu Zixu held a cup in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, standing in front of the window waiting for the boss's order.

I waited for more than ten minutes.

Mu Zixu felt like a puppet, the self-proclaimed boss, using his mobile phone as a control line, easily manipulating his every move.

He rented the second floor of an ordinary small high-rise building, and under the window was the open space for residents to enter and exit the apartment corridor. There was silence below, and with the faint moonlight, three or four cars could be seen parked on the side of the road.

Answering the phone, stealing cups, buying perfumes......

Thinking back to the first three tasks given by her boss, it seems that none of them have any direct interest to her.

So what about this time?

What is the purpose of throwing the cup down at this time?

What's in it for the boss?

Could it be ......

Is it intended to attack the person passing below with a cup?

This is the second floor, and the cup is not heavy, so even if you hit it, it will be very harmful.

Also, what the boss said was to let him listen to the countdown and throw the cup down, but he didn't say anything about aiming or anything.

But if that's not the case, why on earth would she let herself do it?

Or, the boss is the most bizarre saver in the world, who has money and no place to spend, so he likes to make such strange games?

However, at the thought of having 500 yuan in the account soon, he felt in a good mood, and he secretly decided in his heart that if he could really get 500 yuan easily this time, he would never bother to check the boss's bottom in the future.

Just as Mu Zixu was thinking about this, there was a sudden sound of footsteps downstairs.

Mu Zixu's heart couldn't help but tighten, wouldn't the countdown of the dark path boss start at this time? Is it really to allow yourself to carry out the attack?

"Attention, the countdown will start soon."

Sure enough, the boss's voice sounded, and the countdown began!

"Five—"

In the dim light, Mu Zixu saw the man walking under the window, it was a tall man.

"Four-"

The man had already come to the bottom of the window, and Mu Zixu instinctively shrank his body inward, and the hand holding the cup kept shaking.

"Three—"

The man raised his hand and pressed the remote control as he walked, and the lights of a sedan parked not far away flashed and started.

"Two—"

The man had already walked under the window and came to the car, and Mu Zixu breathed a sigh of relief.

"One!"

As the man opened the car door and got into the cab, the boss's countdown was finally over.

As soon as Mu Zixu let go, the cup fell out of the window.

Syllable!!

In the silence of the night, the sound of porcelain pieces shattering bones was particularly loud.

Mu Zixu quickly pulled back and cautiously spied the movement outside the window.

His heart was full of curiosity, what kind of reaction would the cup he threw down would lead to.

Outside the window, the man who had already sat in the driver's seat did not drive away, and when he heard the sound of a cup breaking, he immediately poked his head out of the window and looked upstairs.

Mu Zixu felt that the man was staring at him, and hurriedly retracted his body a little more.

The man jumped out of the car, ran to the broken cup, bent down and took a picture with his phone.

Then he hurried back upstairs, looking anxious.

Isn't it going to come up and get yourself in trouble?

Probably not, the man was sitting in the car with his back to the cup when he threw it, and it is unlikely that he lost it.

He wanted to ask his boss what was going on, but found that the phone had been hung up at some point.

Ding dong.

SMS ringtones.

Account income of 500 yuan!

When Mu Zixu was excited, the boss's call came again.

This time, before he could speak, the boss said straight to the point: "Within twenty minutes, rush to the back of the Menghui Jiangnan Hotel and spill all the perfume you bought into that trash can." Note one, it must be completed within twenty minutes, and two, it must not be discovered by others. Third, evacuate the scene as soon as the task is completed. Completion of the task will receive an honorarium of 1,000 yuan. ”

"1000 yuan?!" When Mu Zixu was wondering if he had misheard, the boss had already hung up the phone.

Dream back to Gangnam Hotel......

If you run from here, it will take about fifteen minutes, and it seems that the boss is very accurate in calculating the time difference.

Before he had time to think about it, Mu Zixu grabbed the bottle of inferior perfume he bought from the two-dollar store and rushed out the door.

There was not a hint of wind outside, and the dim streetlights illuminated the deserted streets.

On the edge of this not-so-bustling city, this moment has long gone into a state of slumber.

A large cloud blew through the air, making the already bleak moonlight completely disappear, and when Mu Zixu ran to the secluded intersection behind the dream back to Jiangnan, he was completely shrouded in darkness.

The boss said not to be discovered, and Mu Zixu didn't dare to illuminate, so he could only move forward in the dark.

Luckily, he was familiar with the location of the trash can, so he quickly found the trash can.

Mu Zixu looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he covered his nose and lifted the lid of the trash can, smashing the bottle of inferior perfume inside.

Despite covering his nose, the pungent scent made him want to sneeze, and he forced himself to close the lid of the dustbin and retreated.

When he returned to the community, he saw a police car parked downstairs in his rented building.

The red and blue light was particularly dazzling in the dark night, which made Mu Zixu's heart tighten, and he instinctively hid in the shadows on the side.

What's going on here?

It must have something to do with the cup you toss, right?

The feeling of being a thief made Mu Zixu uneasy and a little noisy.

With a loud noise, the door to the unit's hallway opened, and two police officers pushed a handcuffed man out and escorted him into a police car.

Because the distance was too far, Mu Zixu couldn't see the prisoner's face clearly, and could only vaguely see that it was a middle-aged man wearing white pajamas with a slightly convex head.

"*of! Don't even let the child go, I'll kill you! Kill you! ”

Immediately, a scene that made Mu Zixu even more surprising was staged-

When the police escorted the middle-aged man and wanted to get into the car, the tall man who had passed under his window ran out of the elevator door, rushed up hysterically and cursed, punched and kicked the middle-aged man, and was desperately pulled by the police.

Behind the man, there was also a policewoman who accompanied a girl in flower pajamas to come out, the girl looked fifteen or sixteen years old, her expression was in a trance, her hair was scattered, and her eyes were dull.

Mu Zixu noticed that there was also a lot of blood on the tall man's fists and body, and it was obvious that he had beaten the middle-aged man before.

Soon, the police put everyone in the police car and left.

Watching the taillights of the police car disappear at the entrance of the community, Mu Zixu connected all the scenes he saw and had a general conjecture.

Then, the text message rings, prompting him to deposit 1,000 yuan.

He couldn't wait to call his boss to verify the correctness of his conjecture.

But as if he had guessed his thoughts, he turned out the number and before he could dial it, the boss's phone had already called.

"Directly above your rented house, on the twelfth floor, is the girl's home." As soon as the phone was connected, the boss said to himself: "The girl's parents divorced at an early age and lived with her father for a long time. Ten years ago, a high fever made the girl unfortunately become a mentally handicapped girl who lost her ability to speak, and the girl's father was an ordinary night driver, who often went out of the car at night and locked the girl at home. In order to ensure the safety of his daughter, he tried his best to prevent all the electrical appliances, kitchen utensils, and all things that may cause potential safety hazards at home. It's a pity that the real danger is not from home, but from his neighbors......"

Mu Zixu interjected: "Is that the bald middle-aged man? ”

"The middle-aged neighbor whose wife is on a business trip all the year round stumbles upon the secret of the girl's house, so he manages to copy the key to the girl's house, and every time he sees the girl's father out of the car at night and the girl is home alone, he takes advantage of the weakness to enter and unscrupulously vent his animal desires on the mentally handicapped girl. He was a very cautious man, and he always removed all traces after the fact, so every time the girl's father came home exhausted, he never noticed anything unusual......"

"What? That bald ......!" Mu Zixu changed from surprise to anger, recalling the appearance of the middle-aged bald man in his mind, he gritted his teeth, regretting that he didn't rush up and beat him up just now.

The boss ignored his anger and continued: "In this way, the girl who can't express herself is not only tortured by illness, but also devastated by her neighbors who are perverted again and again. The pervert neighbor thinks he is doing it seamlessly, and he can continue to enjoy his sinful peach blossom luck freely. Until tonight...... Muzi, do you have a sense of accomplishment? Now you should feel fulfilled and proud! ”

Mu Zixu grew his mouth in surprise: "You mean, that cup I dropped?!" ”

"The girl had an identical cup, and she couldn't put it down." The boss said.

Mu Zixu suddenly realized: "That's why you asked me to steal that cup from the café?!" When I threw the cup downstairs and broke it, the girl's father, who was about to leave, thought that his daughter had an accident, so he hurried home again, just in time to catch the pervert neighbor who had already taken advantage of the situation! ”

"So, you have just done a righteous thing with a small effort. You have succeeded in rewriting the fate of a megalomaniacal pervert by exposing his sins from hidden darkness to the light of day, leaving him to spend the rest of his life in punishment. The boss's tone was still cold and flat, but in Mu Zixu's ears, he inexplicably felt a trace of surging passion.

Mu Zixu sighed and asked, "Boss, it seems that you are a jealous and hateful person, but what I can't figure out is that you can do this kind of thing by yourself, why do you have to spend money to ask me to do it?" ”

The boss said in a flat tone as always: "Rule three, don't ask a question about me. ”

Mu Zixu scratched his hair speechlessly, and suddenly thought of another very important question: "What about the perfume you asked me to sprinkle in the trash?" What will happen? ”

Boss: "The truth will be revealed sooner or later, it's just that you're not ready to find out yet." ”

"What the hell is the truth?! I want to know now! Mu Zixu shouted frantically.

"I wish you a good dream, tomorrow morning, a qiē will be revealed."

"I'm going to ...... right now Feed? Feed!!! ”

The phone hung up.

A cup casually thrown down indirectly sent a perverted neighbor to the judgment seat. Judging from the tone and words of the boss, she should be a jealous and hateful person who likes to fight grievances. The qiē she made herself make was carefully deduced after careful consideration, and all of them had a very clear purpose.

Now, Mu Zixu feels that his understanding of the boss is one step closer. Maybe she is a dark person who is very deeply hidden and has a very high IQ, and uses the way of controlling her own chess pieces to achieve the purpose of punishing adultery and eliminating evil.

Chessman......

Mu Zixu suddenly had a bad thought in his heart, which suddenly made his scalp numb and his whole body cold.

What if the boss really treats himself as a pawn and cannon fodder?!

Thinking of this, he immediately called his boss's number, intending to ask clearly.

However, the boss's phone prompt was turned off.

This made the anxiety in Mu Zixu's heart even more severe, and he resolutely turned around and ran back to the south of the dream.

Dark Night, Dustbin, Perfume ......

What exactly will happen?

He knew that if it was a matter of strict consequences, then he would definitely not be able to escape the relationship!

On the way, he kept fantasizing about the crowds of police lights flashing next to the garbage bins, and the police carefully picking up the broken perfume bottles with tweezers......

Finally, he returned to the dark intersection and spied out in the shadows of the building.

There were no police lights, no people, and a qiē was quiet as usual.

Mu Zixu breathed a sigh of relief, hesitating whether he should go to the trash bin to take a closer look.

Or forget it, if something really happens, and I go to the scene now, wouldn't it be tantamount to asking for trouble?

Anyway, the boss said that the truth would be revealed tomorrow morning.

With that in mind, he went home again......

Worried about the perfume in his heart, Mu Zixu couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning until four o'clock in the morning, and finally fell asleep groggy.

When I woke up the next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Hungry, he soaked himself in a bucket of instant noodles, and then while eating noodles, he habitually watched the morning news in the city on the Internet.

Soon, a new news broke his movements, the noodles dangling from his lips like a beard, shaking, and the soup flowed a little.

"At five o'clock in the morning, a cleaner in our city found the body of an elderly male near the intersection of Menghui Jiangnan Hotel and immediately called the police. The public security officers rushed to the scene to investigate, and found a whole set of strange tools at the scene, and it was confirmed that the deceased was a suspect in last year's gutter oil incident. The police preliminarily speculated that the cause of death was that the deceased died of a heart attack while collecting raw materials for refining gutter oil in the garbage bin, and the details are being urgently verified by the police......"

Jingle Bell ......

Mu Zixu was frightened and inexplicable when his mobile phone rang.

"Someone died! It's because of that bottle of perfume, right?! As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Zixu shouted excitedly.

"If you don't mind if the wall has ears, you can be louder." The boss said lightly.

Mu Zixu lowered his voice and roared, "Answer me, isn't it?!" ”

"The deceased, Sun Dahai, suffered from heart disease and chronic asthma and was extremely allergic to the smell of perfumes. In recent days he has had some colds, coughs, and respiratory infections. The strong smell of the bottle of inferior perfume you spilled in the bin rushed into his airways when he lifted the lid of the bin, instantly triggering allergic asthma, causing nervous reflexes to become dysfunctional and induce cardiac arrest and respiratory arrest. He chose this remote and secluded place to do this evil deed, so there was no one around to help, and after three minutes of respiratory arrest, he finally ended his life that should have ended a year ago. ”

Mu Zixu was cold when he heard this, and roared frantically: "But...... You used me to kill him! Now I'm a murderer! And it's an old man who killed! ”

"No, it's not murder, it's a change of life! It was your game that succeeded in rewriting his fate. The boss said coldly.

Although Mu Zixu was a little confused at the moment, he still had to admit it-

The feeling that sounded light and light, but listened to it but was inexplicably passionate, appeared again......