When he arrived near the police station, Chi Feichi didn't drive any further and parked his car at the mouth of an alley.

"Xiao Ai, you wait for me, I'll deliver the goods."

"Okay." Gray Yuan Ai handed the police department's home delivery to Chi Feichi.

Three copies of the courier service, one document, one key, and one disk are all packed in the corresponding cardboard box.

Due to its small size, it was not placed in the truck compartment before, and was placed next to Gray Yuanwai.

Chi Feichi got out of the car with the home express, and added, "The disk is very important, I'll help send it in." ”

Gray Yuan was a little surprised, it seems that the data in that disk is really important, I'm afraid it involves something that the public security can't solve, "Is it okay to send it to the police department?" If you sneak in, you'll be in trouble if you get caught, right? ”

"Don't worry, the contact's office is on the periphery, I'll be faster, I'll come out after delivery, and it'll be fine." After Chi Feichi finished speaking, he closed the car door, lowered his hat a little, and walked towards the police department.

There are not many cameras on the road outside the National Police Agency, but each exit is closely monitored, so it is not easy to avoid the cameras to get in.

If you go deeper, there are alarm devices and various detection devices, and there are people on duty, so you can't sneak in without preparing in advance.

Fortunately, he just went to an office on the periphery, just like he had infiltrated the periphery of MI6 before, which was a bit of a test of skill and observation, but it was not a big problem.

Chi Feichi went all the way in, found an office, picked the lock, entered the door, and put the home delivery on the desk.

When people leave, important information will definitely not be placed on the desk, so the desk is very tidy, only a desk calendar, plus office supplies such as a signature pen.

Kim Won Seung......

Chi Feichi saw the small words engraved on a fountain pen, and finally knew the name of the contact person who had been in charge of contacting him by emailing him to harass him when he was free or not.

However, is the graffiti on the desk calendar serious?

This desk calendar is probably a souvenir issued by the same party, and there is no schedule written on it.

As a police officer, it is impossible to mark the schedule in such an obvious place, otherwise once someone knows his whereabouts, it may lead to the failure of a mission or the ambush himself, but it is not very neat, with strange graffiti drawn.

Above are two stick figure figures, one of them is holding a submachine gun and shooting at the other, even the bullets that fly out are drawn with small dots, and the other person is beaten to the waist and bent back, and there is a line next to it: Shoot 100 times in July!

After Chi Feichi put away the courier toilet, he couldn't help but pick up the desk calendar and flip it forward.

He wore gloves, a wig, and a hat, and he didn't worry about leaving any marks, he wanted to see if there was anything else.

The previous pages are all drawn in stick figures.

One person hammers the other with a sledgehammer, and the words next to it: Hammer a hundred times in July!

A person driving a car crashes into another person, next to the word: Crash and fly a hundred times in July!

One person was holding a needle with a villain, and another person next to him fell to the ground, his eyes were XX, and he looked like his soul had returned to the west, and the words next to him: Curse July!

One person carries a whip and whines another, and the words next to it: Lazy July who does not send home delivery services will be whipped!

One person was hung from a tall building, and the other was on his side with his hands on his hips, and the words next to him: Sanctions July!

……

Chi Feichi looked at it, with a black line.

He remembers not offending his contacts, right?

That's almost a hundred and eight ways to die.

Whipping, shooting, slamming...... Not to mention, most of them are marked 'a hundred times', which is a bit excessive.

Calm down, you are a service industry, you are a service industry......

Chi Feichi silently read it in his heart a few times, and finally chose to understand and leave, but before leaving, he used a signature pen to leave a bunch of stick figures on the page that had not been drawn in the back:

One person was holding a fist-sized pill and pointing at the other person with a serious expression.

One person pokes another person in the head with a pill.

One person puts a pill into the mouth of another.

A man sat at the table and opened the large cardboard box of the courier service, which contained a large pile of pills.

One person smashes a bunch of pills in the face of another.

A man sits at a table full of pills on the plates and bowls.

……

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Kim Won-seung walked into the office with a document, ready to deal with the things he didn't finish yesterday.

Before he came, he went to the courier temporary storage point outside, and it was another day without a courier service.

He felt that he had been seriously lazy in the past seven months, and even if he wasn't lazy, he probably ran after the killer codenamed 'Spider'.

How long has it been since I was at home...... Urgent stool ...... Finish?

On the desk, the three cheetah home delivery cartons were neatly stacked, and they were automatically marked in Jin Yuansheng's eyes.

No way, he didn't even get an email reminding him of the delivery......

However, he hasn't ordered any courier service recently, and the other party can send the courier to his office unknowingly, as if it's only July.

Jin Yuansheng stepped forward, while freeing his right hand, took out his mobile phone to look at the mailbox, confirmed that he had indeed not received the email reminding him of the receipt, and looked at the printing paper on the box on the table, confirming that it was a courier service in July......

Turn around, walk back, and close the door.

When the door was closed, Jin Yuansheng also saw the pry marks on the door lock, but he didn't bother with it, returned to the desk and sat down, put the documents aside, and took out a delicate paper cutter from the drawer.

Finally, there is a courier service in July, which is not easy.

Let him see what good things are going on this time.

First of all, take a look at the 'Tips'.

'It is forbidden to pile heavy objects on it', is it a fragile item?

But there's no 'handle with care' and it doesn't look very fragile......

Jin Yuansheng thought back to the bounty commission he had given to July during this time, guessed what was in the courier service, and used a paper cutter to cut the tape along the gap in the cardboard box.

Secondly, the knife action should be light, so as not to damage the contents inside, and there must be a sense of ritual when dismantling the house.

Look at this flat and symmetrical tape, how can it be rough unboxing and ruining the beauty?

Harvest a tightly packed disk.

Then, reading the printer paper inside, he could basically guess what it was.

A company's project flow!

This was only guessed by him, the contact person in charge of posting the bounty.

After that, the printing paper attached to the box should be carefully torn off, placed with the printing paper in the box, and later sent to the archives to be stored with the previous printing paper, so as to facilitate the analysis of the behavior pattern and personality of the person in July.

Finally, it's time to check and prepare to transfer money.

It took an hour for Jin Yuansheng to check the three home delivery papers, pick up the printer paper and the things inside, and prepare the databases that should be put in the database, and the ones that should be transferred to other departments to other departments, only then did he realize that his desk calendar had been changed.

Σ(?? д?? lll)

He almost forgot that during this time, he waited for a house to be in a hurry, and he seemed to have drawn some stick figures.

July sent the home delivery to his office, won't you see it?

Picking up the desk calendar and looking through it, Jin Yuansheng was suddenly sad.

It's over, it's really seen by July, and I've painted a lot of pictures in the back.

July won't misunderstand him......

……

"I received the courier service in July, and one of them is the project information we want, but Mr. Jin Yuan's mental state today is not very good......

At noon, Yuya Kazami and Amuro secretly sat in the corner of a restaurant to eat, and talked about the situation by the way.

Amuro was a little surprised, and raised his eyes to look at Kazami Yuya, who was sitting opposite, "Isn't he in a bad mood when he receives the courier service?" ”

Jin Yuansheng was in a bad mood when he couldn't receive the home delivery service, and Jin Yuansheng was not in a good mood when he received the home delivery service...... Another one that is not worry-free.

"July probably found out that the data is very important, this time I didn't put the home delivery in the temporary storage point, it was sent directly to Mr. Jinyuan's office......" Kazami Yuya looked strange, and resisted the urge to laugh, can't laugh, he is a public security, he is a professionally trained public security, although the environment here is not formal, but he is a very formal report, absolutely not laughing, "Do you remember the desk calendar sent some time ago?" ”

Amuro nodded, listening as he lowered his head to eat.

Many people have desk calendars that were sent in batches, but he couldn't reveal his identity as a public security officer, so he threw it in the office.

In fact, many police officers will not reveal their identities to the public, let alone the people in their zero group.

He didn't understand what it was up there to do.

Probably guessed that they would only be placed in the office, and wanted to make the office look a little more uniform?

"Mr. Jin Yuan put the desk calendar on the table and put it for a few days, probably because he was not in a good mood when he waited for the home delivery, and every morning he went to work, he would first draw and write on the desk calendar, cursing July," Kazami Yuya had a straight face, a serious face, held back, and did not smile, "This time I sent the home delivery in July, and I saw ......"

Amuro was happy in his heart, bowed his head to eat, and his face was quite calm, "What's July's reaction?" ”

Heck, he wondered too much how the advisor would react to seeing him cursed behind his back.

"July left a picture on the desk calendar, the desk calendar will be put into the archives, and at the same time, in order to facilitate our investigation, Mr. Jin Yuan handed it over to me, and I will go to copy and backup when I go back to work in the afternoon," Kazami Yuya saw that no one was paying attention nearby, took out a desk calendar from his arms, put it on the table and handed it to the opposite side, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that July didn't leave a word, otherwise we can record July's handwriting to facilitate the investigation of identity." ”

Amuro opened the desk calendar casually, and was happy to see the stick figure of the whipping of July, "Poof! ”

Kazami Yuya raised his eyes, and when he saw Amuro Tokuro, he smiled, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This is a very serious report, he couldn't help laughing, how can Mr. Tsumiya take the lead not to be serious? Excessive!

Amuro Toru watched while eating, and had a lot of fun.

"Kazami, I think Mr. Jin Yuan has drawn very well, and he should be whipped in July......"

"It's not bad to crash and fly a hundred times, next time let him draw a crash and fly a thousand times......"

He is also quite resentful of a consultant who is free of himself and does not take the initiative to contact when he has nothing to do, and he is really happy to see these stick figures......

"July's drawing is not bad......" Amuro continued to look at the drugged stick figure villain that Chi Feichi had drawn, and continued to gloat.

"Ahem," Kazami Yu couldn't help but cough dryly, and Masase reminded, "Mr. Shibuyani, I'm reporting to work." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry," Amuro said, looking up and smiling, "I don't usually laugh, but since it's outside, let's take it easy and don't be too restrained." ”

Yes, he's a professional and doesn't usually laugh unless he can't help it!