In the next few days, Xia Min has been doing nothing, except playing games and watching earthy videos.

"Are you doing this by hand?"

"Brother, why didn't you come out under the tower to mend the knife, hehe."

"Brother Qualifiers? Don't worry, the mother on the other side was held down by me, and this killed everyone casually. ”

After another happy round of patient friends, Xia Min's phone rang.

"You don't have a father and mother, each of you has no home, no relatives and friends to help you, you are lonely and afraid, ahh......h

Han Lin, who was watching more than a year of celebration, heard Xia Min's phone ringtone, and couldn't help but complain: "Your ringtone is also quite chic..."

Xia Min turned around disappreciatively: "What do you know, this is a war song." ”

After speaking, he picked up the phone: "Hey, is the takeaway here?" ”

"No, it's not." There was a very cold female voice: "Didn't you pay attention to your identity tag?" ”

"Huh? ID tags? Are you a member of the association? Xia Min casually lifted the keyboard and picked up the identity tag used to pad the broken keyboard.

The moment he picked up the identity card, Xia Min suddenly had a ball of information in his mind.

At 22 o'clock, I went to Tianshui Harbor Community, Dongcheng District, and conducted inspection work with Black-17.

"Hey, Dongcheng District." Xia Min raised an eyebrow.

"You see?" The cold voice on the other side of the phone came again: "Can you tell me what time it is?" ”

It was obviously an emotionless voice, but for some reason, Xia Min heard a trace of anger.

Xia Min took the phone in front of him, and his eyes gradually narrowed: "Hmm... A little past ten..."

"A little?" The other end of the phone didn't seem to believe it: "It's eleven o'clock in a quarter of an hour, and it took me twenty minutes to inquire about your phone number!" ”

"Listen, within half an hour, I hope you can come quickly, we have a lot of patrol areas, if you don't hurry, you may spend a night here!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone and heard a beeping sound.

"What's wrong?" Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Han Lin, who had changed into dinosaur pajamas, was holding the tablet and knocking the CP of the second prince and Fan Xian, and when he saw Xia Min's face change, he asked curiously.

Xia Min seemed to want to say something, but finally sighed: "Forget it, this wave is mine, I may have to go out all night, you can go to me, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but want to sleep when the time comes." ”

Han Lin rolled her eyes and burrowed into Xia Min's shadow.

Xia Min secretly scolded Han Lin for getting on without saying a word, and trembled while holding on to the computer desk.

After turning off the lights and locking the door, Xia Min was looking forward to his first work, and at the same time took a cheerful step to prepare to go downstairs to take a taxi.

As soon as he went downstairs, Xia Min bumped into an acquaintance, who was the takeaway brother who often delivered him takeaways.

Xia Min took the steaming snail noodles, and his eyes lit up: "Alas, Brother Liu." ”

"What's wrong?" The takeaway brother stepped on the motorcycle and was about to return when he heard Xia Min call him to stop again.

"I remember that you always go to Dongcheng District to pick up takeout, right?"

"Well, what's wrong? Got something for me to bring? ”

"Yes, that's right."

"Give it to me."

"It's not talented, it's down."

“？？？”

……

Black-17 sat on a station bench outside the community, holding a steaming cup of hot cocoa, looking slightly worried.

"Wouldn't it be too fierce for me to talk like that?"

"It's a gray robe, but my attitude seems to be too excessive..."

"Even though he's late, if I accuse him indiscriminately, will it make him resentful of me?"

"What if he has something important?"

Black-17 thinks of her mother in the hospital bed.

"What if he's taking care of a loved one because he's sick and doesn't notice the identity tag?"

"Oops, will he come over in a hurry and have an accident on the way..."

"No, I'd better call him again, it won't affect me if I take my time."

Thinking of this, Black-17 began to panic a little, put the hot cocoa beside him, and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

And it was at this time that Black-17 felt the fluctuation of the identity card.

"Huh? Ash-666? ”

Black-17 looked at his phone: "It's only been fifteen minutes, and it's impossible to take a taxi so fast, probably not." ”

But after hesitating for a moment, Black-17 decided to take a look.

Black-17 then grabbed the hot cocoa and walked in the direction of the ID tag.

As soon as he turned the corner around the fence of the community, Black-17 saw a traffic policeman at the traffic light criticizing the education of two people on the side of the motorcycle.

"You're a courier?"

A man in a yellow delivery uniform and a hard hat nodded his head in agreement.

"And who are?" The traffic police looked at another man with a bulging mouth with a bowl of plastic lunch boxes.

"I'm taking takeout."

With a mouth, the traffic police smelled a smell of coming to their faces.

"Holy, what's in your mouth!"

The man blinked innocently: "Snail noodles, do you want the police officer to take a bite?" ”

As he spoke, he handed over the lunch box.

The traffic police subconsciously took a half step back and pinched their noses: "I don't eat!" ”

"You two stand up, do you know how dangerous it was just now, huh?"

The takeaway guy nodded, and the other shook his head while chewing.

The traffic policeman took a deep breath and calmed down his fluctuating mood.

"What kind of car are you, motorcycle, don't you know if you have to wear a helmet when riding a motorcycle?"

The traffic policeman pointed to the man who was swallowing hard and said sharply: "You are good." Ah, forget it without a hard hat, still eating takeout on a motorcycle, are you performing acrobatics? ”

Black-17 shook his head, and was about to sigh that there were all kinds of people in the world, but suddenly found that in the direction of the ID card induction, in addition to the endless flow of vehicles, there were only these three people.

"It shouldn't be the traffic police... It's unlikely that it's a takeaway brother, is it ......" Black-17 turned his head stiffly and looked at the powder-eating man who was looking confused.

The two are the takeaway Xiao Liu and Xia Min.

When Xia Min heard this, he defended: "Uncle traffic police... Brother, my legs are clamped tightly, no problem. ”

"I'm not telling you about whether your legs are tight, I'm talking about traffic safety, safety!"

"You said you don't wear a hard hat, what if you have an accident, you eat buns on a motorcycle or something, you eat noodles, you hold powder in one hand and chopsticks in the other, do you know how dangerous this is?"

Xia Min, who realized his mistake, held the hand of the traffic policeman, almost shed tears of remorse, and now there was only one thought left in his heart:

Finished... I'm going to be late...

Because the traffic police were about to get off work, and there were no safety accidents, in the end, they only criticized and educated the two people, and did not make any actual punishments.

After tossing for most of the day, Xia Min said goodbye to the resentful takeaway brother Liu, holding half of the snail noodles left, which was tasteless for a while.

A pair of black Martin boots appeared in the field of vision, and when I looked up, it was a girl who was half a head shorter, wearing a black trench coat, wearing a mask, and a ball head.

"Are you Ashen-666?"

Xia Min was stunned: "No, I am as good as water, you can also let me follow the wind." ”