This thing about me becoming a girl

Bei Daoya watched him get into the car, and the car started to move after a while, and finally disappeared at the corner of the street.

The afterglow of the setting sun in the distance sprinkled on her expressionless pale face.

For a long, long time, she kept looking at that alley without any other movements.

Tragedy happens very suddenly, and one tragedy will induce another tragedy. For example, the tragedy of Ryo Higurashi was passed on to Bei Daojiu.

The head of the tragedy, biting the tail of the tragedy, form a circle, one after another, expanding continuously, endless cycle.

A crow landed on the telephone pole in front of the apartment. Unlike other crows, she was extraordinarily petite and skinny, as if she didn't even have the strength to flap her wings.

Neither clever nor lively, her calm eyes seem not to be devoted to anyone.

But only the feathers are exceptionally black.

Bei Daoya held the guillotine in his hand, and wanted to cut off the guillotine that linked this tragedy.

The sun was setting, and as the last light in the sky faded away, the thin crows that stayed briefly on the utility poles spread their wings and brought night.

78.6/1

No moon, no wind, the sky was gloomy, and it was going to rain.

In a small abandoned closed warehouse, Bei Dao Ya sat alone on a stool, her body turned away, the light from the torch kept flickering, her shadow fluctuated from length to length, bright and dim interlaced.

She wasn't wearing the jacket tonight, but a black baggy hoodie, still with the dreadlocked skull cap.

She was the only one in the warehouse at this time, and the other three were completing their tasks.

The time has turned to May, and it is now 2.10 am on June [-]st.

6.1 This international festival is not popular in Japan, because they have their own children's festivals, 3.3, 5.5, Seven-Five-Three Festival.

However, as they come into contact with more and more foreign cultures, they also know that there is such a festival. Although there are no holidays and festivals brought by this day in China, it does not prevent them from accepting this foreign festival. Although most people Never been there.

It is similar to the White Valentine's Day and Black Valentine's Day that flowed into China, or the Singles' Day that flowed from China to foreign countries.

There are quite a lot of people who know about it, but very few people really want to take the holiday to spend this festival.

Japan's 6.1 is like this, but some children will still bring it, in case parents will still give them a gift tomorrow, and fall asleep with such anticipation.

Although I don't know if they will have it, but at least for Banqiao Senhua, this "gift" is there.

It was three o'clock again, and the North Island Crow was still not sleepy, staring straight at the mottled wall, not knowing what it was looking at.

At this time, someone came back, and Ito opened the rolling door and walked in swaggeringly with his shoulders swayed, his foolish expression never changing.

He was smoking a cigarette, and just when he was about to show off his achievements loudly, something suddenly happened.

The boss said to remember to close the shutter door after coming in, but because he was always in a hurry, he forgot several times, the last time the North Island crow didn't say anything, just stared at him, and Ito looked a little bit at him with those sunken skull eyes. Hairy, then remembered.

Ito took it back and brewed it for a long time, and was going to tell Bei Daoya how he accomplished the task perfectly, if he wanted to be praised.

Immediately, he babbled a little bit, ran back and closed the shutter door again, and then he sat down on the stool next to Bei Dao Ya, and said with a smile on his straightforward face.

"Okay Boss, it's the urban engineering van of Wan'an Maintenance Company. I've been watching it for a few days. It's a small company. It doesn't open until nine o'clock in the morning. At least it won't be reported as stolen before this time. It's Boss, what do you want?" vehicles that escaped properly and would not come under suspicion."

He bit his cigarette, grinned his big white teeth, and said with some complacency.

Regarding this, Bei Dao Ya just turned his head to look at him, and said lightly "Yes." After that, he continued to look at the mottled wall.

Hearing this, Ito suddenly bent down, he seemed to be hit when he was not praised.

This reaction is too flat, how can it be repaired! !I haven't slept well for several nights! !I work so hard!I worked so hard... woo woo woo, I'm going to be moved!

So why do you trample on my hard work like this!Apologize to me, bastard!

But... such an indifferent boss is so handsome, he is exactly the same as the villains in blockbuster movies, oh huh~

Ito's brain teasing theater lasted for a while before stopping.

He felt a little bored, the uncle was not there, no one was chatting, and he didn't dare to talk to the cold boss, so he took out a psp from his pocket, preparing to spend this boring time before dawn.

Even now, he doesn't seem to be nervous at all. I don't know if it's because he's born with a lack of energy, or because he's born with a lot of courage.

He was holding the psp, and after a while, the virtual character's crazy shouts sounded.

"You bastard, go to hell."

Ito laughed and kept pressing the buttons, immersed in it.

Bei Dao Ya heard the movement and slowly turned his head to look at the psp screen in his hand.

It is the scene where Ito controls the virtual character with the gun and keeps shooting at the heads of passers-by. Although the picture quality is rough, it is still bloody.

Ito said after noticing Bei Dao Ya was looking at the screen.

"How fun! Do you want to try it, boss!"

Words are like recommending a friend to play your favorite game.

The virtual character in the screen kept swearing and swearing, and shot the dead man's head one after another.

Bei Dao Ya looked at the screen like this: "How to play this game."

Ito was still manipulating the button, and opened his mouth while firing the gun.

"You get points for crimes, like stealing a car or dealing drugs, but you lose points if you get robbed or killed. You get more points for robbing banks, but I've never been successful."

Hearing this, Bei Dao Ya said again: "What's the point?"

"Huh?" Yidong didn't turn his head. At this time, he was robbing on the screen, so he said casually.

"As for the meaning, isn't it very handsome! The only thing that makes a thug so handsome is that he keeps committing crimes, asking for money and not killing himself! Isn't that great?"

His tone was taken for granted, full of recognition and longing for crime.

Speaking of this, he looked regretful: "It's a pity that I didn't clear the most difficult bank robbery in this game..."

But after speaking, the words changed, and the smile on his face became bigger: "But it's okay, it will be done in reality soon, so it's more trivial than in the game, and it's more handsome in reality!"

Bei Daoya looked at Ito's excited side face, and didn't know what she was thinking. The shadow of the flickering torch covered half of her skull face.

After a while, she reached out and took Ito's psp and put it in her pocket.

Yidong was a little dazed and didn't understand what she meant, but looked at her with big eyes full of doubts, obviously the robbery was about to succeed.

Bei Dao Ya said: "If I can see your mother, I will tell her to stop you from playing this game."

Ito didn't quite understand, and when he was about to say something more, the shutter door was pulled open.

It's Yuto Aso and Takeshi Shibazaki.

Aso pulled down the shutter door again, Bei Dao Ya looked at the two people who came in one behind the other.

"Why did you come back together?"

Aso was carrying a suitcase in his hand, and said aloud upon hearing the words.

"Just met."

There was some disdain on his face.

Shibasaki shrugged again.

Bei Daoya also ignored the somewhat discordant appearance of the two, but looked at Shibazaki, who looked at her and nodded.

"Okay, the signal is cut off, but it won't be discovered until three hours after daybreak at the most, because then there will be a full inspection."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aso Yuuto put the suitcase on the table and opened it.

There was a layer of air bubble cushion inside and outside the suitcase, and the bottom was full of bubble bath, and Yuto Aso reached in and tore it open.

He pointed to the things inside, "It's all here."

In the foam were four tactical firearms that had just been oiled and gleamed thickly under the light source.

Yito was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, as if he swallowed.

Bei Dao Ya took out a handful from it, wiped off a few foams on it, and experienced the weight and feeling in his hand.

The SU16E tactical carbine is undoubtedly the most suitable firearm for the North Island Crow at present.

The biggest feature of this gun is "light".

When the butt is fully expanded, the gun is 883mm long, the barrel is 406mm, and the empty gun weighs only 2570 grams. Even if it is filled with 30 rounds of 5.56mm NATO standard bullets, the full gun weighs only 2630 grams, which is even lower than that of an M4 empty gun. The gun is even lighter.

Among the light weapons produced by various countries at present, there are not many firearms with high enough combat effectiveness and light enough weight, but the SU16E tactical carbine is just one of the representative ones.

This automatic rifle is especially loved by the U.S. military, especially the special operations forces. Many people also want to buy a SU16E to enter the battlefield in private.

Known as "lightness" to win, even a person who has no power to restrain a chicken can use it freely.

Feeling the weight of it in his hand, Bei Daoya skillfully inspected the parts of the firearm, took off a fixed pin on the butt, folded the entire lower receiver forward, and then retracted it and fixed it again. Take a shooting stance.

These four tactical carbines were the deal between Kitajima Crow and Sakano.

Yuuto Aso watched her check the firearms, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "The source of what Sakano said will never be found out. They are all transferred from Thailand. Each gun is equipped with two magazines."

Bei Dao Ya heard the words and put down his gun, and asked, "Did you give him what I gave?"

Aso Yuuto nodded: "Well, he said he got it."

"Okay." Bei Dao Ya signaled that he knew, and then said to the three of them.

"Everyone is looking at me."

She holds the gun in both hands, the skull gauntlet flickering away in the erratic torch light.

The god of death is often painted as a skeleton, and she seems to have that feeling at this time.

"Listen, everyone is optimistic about my actions." Bei Daoya held the gun in both hands, pointing at different parts.

"Unless you have to shoot someone, you must not put your finger on the trigger. If you have to shoot, open the safety first. Push the safety to the right and it is in the safe state; push it to the left and the safety will show a red mark. The safety has been disengaged and it is ready to pull the trigger and fire."

She demonstrated one side action with the gun, then removed the magazine.

"Prepare the magazine, change it if there is no bullet, and check whether the magazine is installed." She put the magazine in place again, followed by a crisp reloading sound.

"Once the gun is loaded, prepare for the next shot."

She looked at the three of them: "The next thing to say is very important. When not shooting, the muzzle of the gun must be aimed at the ground, the butt of the gun is attached to the right chest, the right hand is holding the rear handle, and the left hand is holding the handguard. It has to be exactly the same as I am now, the barrel must be facing down, understand?"

The three of them nodded when they heard the words, but Ito seemed to want to say something.

Bei Dao Ya answered his doubts in advance.