I'm Ah Jiu.

I'm Ah Jiu, and I belong to a legal organization that kills people, and others call us agents. From the day I passed the test, I was Ah Jiu.

For as long as I can remember, I've lived with a lot of kids. The person in charge of our care is an ugly-looking woman, and others call her Ah Yue. Ah Yue has big eyes, a small nose, a small mouth, and her skin is white, with a bloody red glow inside. She always coldly called us the lucky ones and sarcastically told us that in the future we would be just as ugly as she was.

In that organization, I was both friend and foe with the other lucky ones. Ah Yue said that some tasks can only be completed by the cooperation of several of us, but the premise of receiving the task is that we kill the others and survive ourselves. All the resources given in the organization are limited, and it is impossible to divide them equally. We have to exchange the grade points from the assessment, or just kill the people who get the supplies.

It was about eight years old, and I can't remember my age. At that time, I received the first task, according to Ah Yue's instructions, change into tattered clothes and wait next to the trash can, go to contact a boy, and get the necklace around his neck. Time, it's half a year.

I huddled by the trash can and waited for three days and three nights, and when I was almost hungry, a man in leather shoes came up and handed me a bottle of milk.

"Drink," he said, "it's still lukewarm." ”

I looked up a little frightened and saw a curious boy lying on the glass looking at me in a car parked in the distance. That's exactly what he, I'm for.

So I grabbed the bottle and ran away. The milk was delicious, the best milk I've ever had.

Every day after that, I would walk two kilometers from the slum to the garbage can, and the car would always pass by on time, and the man in leather shoes would stop to give me something to eat. Sometimes it's milk, sometimes it's biscuits. The boy always lay on the glass and watched curiously, with big eyes and motionless, without getting out of the car or speaking.

Finally, three weeks later, the man in the leather shoes very carefully asked me if I would like to come to his house and be in the company of his son, and he was afraid that I would refuse, and in fact I hesitated for a moment as Ah Yue had taught, and then looked up at the boy's face, and then agreed.

The boy's house was very large, and there was a man in black with a gun at the door, and the man told me not to be afraid. How could I be afraid? These things, Ah Yue has already taught us.

The boy is ugly, uglier than Ah Yue. I didn't dare look at his face, only remembered that he had a brown mole on his neck. The gilded necklace hung from the slender neck, dangling from the mole. He seems to be sick and can't speak or like to be in contact with people, so he often has to go to the doctor. The man in leather shoes has many things to do every day, but he will take him to the hospital himself every time.

The mansion was empty in the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep well at night, always on the lookout for sneak attacks from my companions. The boy seemed to be the same, I don't know what he was afraid of, the little one huddled in the corner with a pillow in his arms, his big eyes staring at the ceiling motionlessly, as if he were dead. He wouldn't let me tell the man, and I wouldn't do that, so the two of them sat on the couch with pillows together and waited for dawn.

I have many ways to get his necklace, but I can't guarantee that I will leave their house safely under the watchful eye of so many people. I know I'm too weak. And Ah Yue told us that we should never have a head-on conflict with the mission goal. Fortunately, the opportunity finally came, until one day half a year later, when they were about to go to the hospital, the man in leather shoes was suddenly stopped by his subordinates, as if something urgent had happened.

"I'll accompany him to the hospital," I volunteered, "we're already familiar with him, I'll take care of him." ”

The man looked at the boy with some hesitation, and the boy nodded under my eager gaze.

At that time, he probably trusted me. It's a pity, it's just the task. The car stopped next to the garbage can again, and we both leaned on the window and looked out at the snow. Then I snatched his necklace, opened the door and ran away. I ran into the alley and heard him stop the driver for the first time not to shoot me.

On that day, probably some kind of festival, there was some laughter in the deserted alleys in the past. The person who answered me didn't show up, as if the world had forgotten me.

The road from the slum to the base was long, and I walked back step by step, and the snow was so thick that it was as deep as my ankles. Despite the non-stop journey, it was already two days before I returned to the base. Ah Yue sat in the hall, dressed in blood-colored clothes, and kept putting something called wine into her mouth.

"It's back. She looked up at me lazily.

"Yes. I bowed my head and respectfully placed the necklace on it.

"Do you know," Ah Yue didn't answer, laughing to herself, laughing so hard that tears flowed out, "A word of love can't be stained." ”

I couldn't understand what she was saying, and Ah Yue didn't explain it to me, she was wearing black high heels, stepping on the floor with a rhythmic sound, and got up to leave. The necklace in her hand was swept to the ground by her, the necklace was broken, and the two petals split from the middle, I walked over and picked it up, and found that it was a photo of Ah Yue hidden inside.

A word of love cannot be contaminated. Such strange words are not like Ah Yue's mouth. I think she's probably sick.

Fortunately, Ah Yue quickly returned to her original state, and she stepped up training us every day, and my busy life made it impossible for me to think about it so much. Until, I met him again - the boy.

He seemed to have a different face, which didn't affect me in any way, and I never paid attention to his face. However, he is not so ugly now, and he is not at all like Ah Yue.

At that time, I was already Ah Jiu, as an ordinary waiter at a crowded banquet. At the banquet, people came and went, dressed in gorgeous clothes, smiling genuinely and fakely. He was probably different, and although he was wearing a black suit, he didn't fit in with the whole banquet. He doesn't laugh or speak, but no one pays attention to him, except me.

From him, I smelled the scent of the same kind. Soon, a gunshot rang out, proving that I was right. However, this has nothing to do with my mission. Thanks to him, because of that gunshot, I finally had a chance to reach the mission target.

Ah Yue said that very few men would refuse a poor woman with a disgraced face. I don't know why some people like a face that is extremely ugly, some people like black eyebrows that are as dirty as a scimitar, some people like a white and red face that wants to be covered, and some people like red lips that smell of blood. There is black and white in the eyes, but I can't tell the difference between black and white.

I heard that the man in the leather shoes died. The boy had moved out of the mansion since he was a child, and no one took him to the doctor, and no one accompanied him to sit on the couch and look at the ceiling. He joined another organization and became a killer. He doesn't remember the big house, he doesn't remember the necklace, and I who snatched it.

I heard that Ah Yue died, and jumped directly from the plane during the mission and fell into the sea. Someone symbolically searched for it, found nothing, and simply gave up. It's ridiculous, how could Ah Yue die?

After Ah Yue's death, Ah Yi was responsible for arranging tasks for us. Ah Yi seems to hate me very much, but it doesn't matter, I don't like her either. It doesn't matter if you like it or not, each of us has thought about how to kill everyone else. But for the sake of the mission, let the other party live for the time being.

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I fell in love with a man named Lao Zhao, maybe not love, but I knew I wanted to be with him. Probably the soup he made tasted like Atsuki.