When Hai Xiaomin was tidying up his things, Nemo received a text message and walked towards the door: "I'll go out first."
A furtive sight hid at the corner of the corridor and peeked at his back.
Nemo went downstairs, walked to the parking lot area, strolled easily, turned over his mobile phone, held a lighted cigar between the middle food fingers of his other hand, took a sip from time to time, took it away and shook off the ash.
If Hai Xiaomin pays more attention, he will find that Nemo hasn't smoked a cigar for a long time. He usually takes it in his mouth to satisfy his greed.
The peeping line of sight behind him was still looming. Nemo glanced at the front window and clearly saw someone poking his head behind him.
He lowered his eyes, went on quietly, and then suddenly accelerated his steps and turned over a wall bend.
Was it found?
The stalker hurried to catch up, but just around the corner, suddenly a dark shadow came out, controlled him and pressed him against the wall.
"Stop! Stop! Boss! It's me!" the man wailed and begged NiMo for mercy.
"Smelly boy, let you learn and practice more at ordinary times. It's embarrassing to have such poor tracking skills!" Nemo patted the other party's head and let him go.
The man was in his twenties and looked ordinary. He was a mercenary of NEMO company. He moved his hurt arm and smiled embarrassed: "I didn't meet a more powerful person."
"Stains ~" Nemo disdained his mouth, but his face was very useful. "Don't flatter. Tell me. What's the matter with me?"
"Someone entrusted a list to you to execute." the man seemed to be twisted to his waist and held his back all the time.
"Did you say no on the phone? Did you come here to find me?" Nemo looked at each other faintly. There were not many people in the company who knew his address. It should have been told by someone. Generally, only extremely important information and fear of phone interception would be transmitted in other ways.
"She asked me to ask you face to face..." the other party looked around warily and confirmed that there was no one, so he approached Nemo and seemed to whisper to him.
Who knows, Nemo waved his hand directly: "forget it, I haven't answered the list recently. I'm busy and not in the mood."
"Ah?" the man stopped and was embarrassed. "That's a big commission! And the employer asked you to be replaced by others!"
"How big is it? Is it a billion?" Nemo looked contemptuous.
"Poof - a billion, boss, how dare you speak." the man was almost choked by his saliva.
"Yes, it's $1 billion. I've never seen so much money in my dream. If only I could get the money..." Nemo vomited a smoke circle with a pair of crafty eyes shining in the hazy smoke
Hai Xiaomin sorted out the luggage to take away the day after tomorrow. Nemo hasn't come back yet. Seeing that it's almost noon, she decided to cook by herself.
A few days ago, she ate takeout food. Now her physical condition allows her. She cooked a meal for Nemo before she left. Thank him for his care.
Hai Xiaomin lowers her head and caresses her stomach. Her feet have begun to edema. I'm afraid there will be less and less things she can do in the future.
When he opened the refrigerator, Hai Xiaomin found that there were a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, which were bought by Nemo at Ping'an night. He would cook a few dishes first. Anyway, there is still tomorrow. Just eat a big meal next time!
Nemo was not used to Chinese food at first, but she got used to it in the month when she mixed with them. She fell hopelessly in love with Chinese food. Although Hai Xiaomin's craft was not as good as that of the chef invited by Tang Xuan, she still had confidence in herself.
Cooking in the kitchen, the door of the living room was suddenly opened by someone with light hands and feet.
The visitor looked into the room for a week, determined that there was someone in the kitchen, then flashed into the room, gently put the door on his back, dropped the lock and walked towards the kitchen.
Walking around, the back of the waist was exposed, and a few spots of fishy red were vaguely visible under the coat.
Green vegetables poured into the oil pan and made a Zizi sound. Hai Xiaomin worked hard to stir fry with a spatula, and didn't notice that someone was approaching behind him.
Suddenly, she saw the light change from the reflective surface of the metal stove. She turned around and was startled by a strange man a few steps away: "who are you?"
After the other party was found, he stopped his steps, his eyes were free, his face was guilty: "I..."
The stranger who suddenly entered the house made Hai Xiaomin's alarm ring loud. Yu Guangguang aimed at the knife on the chopping board. She grabbed it and held it in front of her. She glared: "who are you? How did you get in?"
Did Nemo forget to lock the door when he went out and let the thief take advantage of it?
What should I do? If the other party just wants money, just give it to him. I'm afraid the other party is poor and evil. Even people don't let go
Seeing her posture of holding a knife, the other party quickly raised her hands and said there was no threat: "please don't misunderstand, I'm Nemo's friend."
Hearing this, Hai Xiaomin's nervous look stagnated: "Nemo's friend? He's back?"
But the man didn't see Nemo behind him.
"The situation is like this. Nemo temporarily received an important entrustment to leave the city for a while. He said that he had a friend living in his house. He was a little worried and specially asked me to come and help." the man explained, took out a bunch of keys and shook them. "Oh, this is the door key he gave me."
Hai Xiaomin tightly sipped his greasy lips and stared at each other, as if to tell whether he had lied. The man was in his twenties and thirties. He looked like an honest man with white brown hair and ordinary appearance. What he said was also right.
She slowly put down the knife, and her tight body loosened a little: "sorry, I'm too nervous."
"No, no, it's all because I'm too abrupt." the other party also apologized.
"Why did Nemo leave so suddenly that he didn't even say hello to me."
The man shrugged his shoulders: "no way, this incident is more urgent... Well, is the pot behind you burnt?"
Hai Xiaomin smelled the smell of paste. Alas, he quickly turned off the fire.
"Do you need my help?" the man gathered behind her uninvited. Hai Xiaomin's hair almost stood up at that moment. He subconsciously stepped back and raised the knife in his hand.
"No, no, I'll do it myself. Go and sit in the living room first."
The other party didn't seem to see Hai Xiaomin's alert and still stared into her eyes with a smile: "I haven't had lunch yet. Can I have lunch with you?"
"Of course." Hai Xiaomin awkwardly led one lip corner. What's the matter with this person? It makes her feel so bad!
"Thank you very much." this time, the other party cooperated and left the kitchen, which relieved Hai Xiaomin.