Zhou Lin

The hot water sprayed on Angel's snow-colored skin and flowed on her intoxicating body curves.

She faced the water and closed her eyes, trying not to think about what was about to happen soon.

But it happens eventually, and it happens almost every night.

Tonight's guest was the type she hated - ugly, fat, rude, and treated her badly.

In just a few minutes of entering the room and the bathroom, that man had already left a very bad impression on Angel.

She doesn't expect much respect for herself, but she is also a human being and she also has feelings; she just hopes that those who treat her as an object or an animal will at least not show it on their faces, even if It's just a joke, and she will feel better.

"Huh..." The water flow stopped, and Angel put his hands on his tall chest and took a deep breath.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel and told herself that this was just another ordinary night... Don't expect anything extravagantly, don't show any true feelings, just go out and do what she should do, then get the money and go home, it's that simple.

After a few seconds, she adjusted her mood. Her professional "business smile" appeared on her face instantly. Then, wrapped in a bath towel, she opened the bathroom door and walked into the bedroom outside.

"You took a really long time to wash."

In the bedroom, what was waiting for Angel was this sentence.

But this sentence did not come from her guest tonight... because her guest had disappeared at this time.

There was another person in the room, someone Angel had just met last night.

"You...you you..." The expression on Angel's face collapsed in a second. She stared at Jack who was leaning against the wall with wide eyes. She muttered a few words incoherently, and then she reached out and pinched herself. arm, "Oh! It's really not a dream!"

Jack did not complain about her actions, but said calmly: "Where is your cell phone?"

"Wait!" Angel looked at him, "Tell me first, where is my guest?"

"In the closet." Jack's response was succinct.

"Huh?" Angel was stunned, "Why did he go to the closet?"

"I put him in it." Jack's answer was still concise.

When Angel heard this, she suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute... the wardrobe is so small, he is so fat..." Thinking of this, she took a half step back, squinted at Jack and said, "I said... he Are you still alive?"

"Probably." Jack's answer...well...you know.

"What do you mean? Who are you? What do you want to do?" Angel said loudly.

"I need your help with something." Jack's tone did not change due to the other party's reaction. "When the person who asked you to 'serve me' contacted you before, the mobile phone you used... should still be there. Right?" As he spoke, he gestured to Angel's bag on the bedside table with his eyes, "I just took a look and it seems that the one you brought today is not..."

"What! Did you look through my bag?" Angel didn't even hear what he said, so he stepped forward, opened his satchel, and checked it quickly.

It didn't take long for her expression to soften, because all her things were still there.

"So..." Jack saw that she had almost finished flipping through the pages, and then he said, "That mobile phone of yours..."

"It's at my house." Angel replied angrily and closed his bag.

"So...you take a different mobile phone with you every day when you go out?" Jack asked again.

"Of course," Angel replied, "The phone rang while I was working. How amateurish that was."

Jack didn't answer the question. He just stayed silent for two seconds and then said, "Put on your clothes."

"What are you doing again?" Angel asked.

"I'm going to your house," Jack replied.

"Hey...Mr. Rose." Angel said in a long voice, "Do you understand the rules of our industry? How could I bring a man back to my home? Besides, I don't even know your name. I don’t even know.”

"If the name 'Angel' is as real as the gun on my body, then we can still talk about this topic." Jack replied coldly, "Now, before I lose my patience, put on your clothes."

Hearing this, Angel's face also darkened.

Jack is right, like "Mr. Rose," "Angel" is a false name.

Dealing only with people who had interests in her every day made her almost forget who she really was before she became "Angel". But when talking to Jack, she doesn't have to act, because Jack doesn't need her to act, and he's not her guest.

Perhaps because of this, she would feel particularly lost every time Jack used words to pierce the window paper and bring it back to reality.

"I'll wear it. I'll wear it to the head office, right?" Two seconds later, Angel stood in front of Jack. He took off the bath towel on his own body, then stared at Jack with an angry expression while putting on his clothes. He was still cursing, "You're crazy. People ask you to take off your clothes while you put them on, and I'm left to yell around all by myself."

…………

Fifteen minutes later, Jack was already sitting in Angel's car.

The car she drives is very ordinary, reliable but inconspicuous; it can be said that...it doesn't suit her.

When people first see a woman like Angel, they think of luxury cars, villas, all kinds of luxury goods, and a big and round upstart walking on the red carpet with his arms around her waist.

But Angel doesn't have that. She is very low-key after "off duty".

She drives an ordinary car and wears conservative, cheap clothes; she usually wears sunglasses and a peaked cap to eat at cheap restaurants; except for cosmetics, her other daily necessities are purchased from supermarkets on sale... Compared with when she was "working", she was completely different in life.

However, the community she lives in is not bad, it can be considered a middle-class area, the security is very good, and her family is also a single-family house. After all...she herself is considered a "luxury product", and it is too dangerous to go in and out of areas with poor security all day long.

"Can you hide down there? Mr. Rose." Angel suddenly said to Jack when he was about to drive into his own community.

Along the way, the two of them barely spoke, so now she suddenly made a request to Jack, which surprised him.

"I don't want the neighbors to see me driving a man home in the middle of the night and then gossiping." Angel added when Jack didn't move.

If it were the Jack four years ago, he would have ignored him at all, but now Jack... After thinking about it for a few seconds, he slid out of the passenger seat and curled up next to Angel's legs.

"None of your neighbors know your occupation?" Jack asked casually after hiding.

"Of course not." Angel replied, "If anyone knows what I do, I will have to move away... I was recognized by someone in the previous place where I lived, and it turned out that within a week , women started throwing garbage on my lawn, and men created every opportunity to harass me. Three or five people even tried to break into my house during the day. If I hadn't discovered it in time and ran away from the back door. I don’t know what will happen..." She looked very calm when she said these words. It seemed that she had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, or even worse things. "In our line of work, once someone knows Well, in the eyes of others, I don’t even count as a person. Even if one day I am raped first and then killed, in the eyes of those so-called serious people, it is deserved and natural. Some people may even feel happy..." She After another pause, he said, "So...I am very careful now, much more careful than the... middle-class couples who live around me who are usually sanctimonious, but in reality are robbers, robbers, men and women, and extremely boring. After all... … Looking for a new home is a hassle.”

When she finished saying this, her car had already driven into her garage. After the garage door slowly closed, Jack leaned out and got out of the car.

"After I find what I want, I'll leave without anyone noticing." Jack said as he closed the car door.

"I didn't plan to send you off originally." Angel responded weakly as he turned off the engine and got out of the car, "I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore."

The two soon entered Angel's home through the door between the garage and the house.

This is a typical community house with two floors. The first floor is the kitchen, living room and toilet, and the second floor is the living room.

The moment she touched the light switch, Angel was dumbfounded.

She instinctively opened her mouth to scream, but Jack pulled her forward and covered her mouth.

"Don't make a sound." Jack lowered his voice and said these three words in Angel's ear. At the same time, his sharp eyes were scanning the messy room in front of him, and his hearing It also extended out and began to explore the surrounding space that had not yet entered the line of sight.

The two stood in silence for a minute. After a minute, Jack let go of his hand: "No one is there, the intruder should have left."

Angel broke out of his arms without saying a word, and ran upstairs with a panicked look on his face, heading straight to his room.

Jack was not in a hurry to follow. He checked again on the first floor and confirmed the entry and exit routes and methods of the intruder before going up to the second floor.

Angel's bedroom is very warmly decorated, with an innocence and refinement that belies her age. Even though the room has been turned upside down, the owner's intentions can still be seen.

"Hiss...uh huh..."

When Jack entered the room, Angel was kneeling on the floor sobbing. There was a medium-sized storage box in front of her.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the box was originally hidden under the floor under the closet, but now the floor has been pried open and the contents of the box are gone; only a few are left. A smashed picture frame, and... a rose wrapped in plastic paper.

"The phone is missing?" This was Jack's first reaction.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Angel turned around furiously and rushed towards Jack: "What the hell mobile phone! My money! My savings! It's all gone! Gone!"

She tugged on Jack's clothes and roared hysterically. The tears that burst out of her eyes had washed away the heavy makeup on her face, and her beautiful face was distorted by extreme sadness.

After this brief burst, she collapsed weakly and slowly.

Her body was shaking.

She covered her face with her hands and cried, her cries mixed with unclear words to herself: "It's almost... As long as I save a few more months... ugh... I can... cough... I can make it." Once the money is paid off... I don't have to... anymore..."

Jack, didn't want to hear her story.

But at this moment, he had heard it, seen it, and felt it.

Not to invest any personal feelings, not to do any self-persuasion, not to ask too much, not to say too much - this is the philosophy that Jack has always adhered to in the past.

But today, he asked...

"Who do you owe money to?" Jack's voice was still so cold and inhumane.

"What does this have to do with you!" Angel shouted, "I don't have what you want anymore! Why are you still here? This is my business! Go away! Get as far away as you can!"

She yelled, pushing and hitting Jack.

She doesn't need Jack's help because she doesn't trust him to help her.

There was once a man who claimed to help Angel, but after gaining her trust, that man took away all her savings and disappeared ever since.

People will grow, they will remember only when they feel pain, and they will change only after they remember. Therefore, after that, Angel no longer believed in any man.

…………

Jack was gone, at least ostensibly gone.

He didn't really go far because he didn't want to see Angel cut her wrists and hang herself or something like that after he left.

He hid in the dark and listened to the sound of this woman packing her things silently at home.

He could hear her sobbing, could hear the tears dripping onto the floor, but there was nothing he could do.

Not only does he not know how to save people, he also doesn't know how to comfort people.

Of course, Jack was not incompetent... While monitoring, he was also thinking.

"Judging from the traces at the scene, the incident occurred no more than two hours ago...

“And judging from the intrusion method and the strong purpose during the search, it is by no means an ordinary break-in.

"Assuming that Angel's people were hired to destroy the evidence, then they arrived a little late... Since they knew her identity from the beginning, there was no reason to leave more than one day; the previous twenty-four hours Here, they have plenty of opportunities to do this... Moreover, even using 'Praying Mantis' shows that they don't care about her life or death. If they want to destroy the evidence, it would be better to kill her during the day.

"Then...it was indeed Gallo's people who did it.

"Just last night, after I met with Gallo's people at the hospital, until the early morning... they learned about Angel's clue through some way, and immediately found her address, They also sent someone over; Angel happened to be away, so the group searched her house and left after finding her mobile phone.

"Also... this kind of thing of 'conveniently taking away the target's savings' is very similar to what Gallo's people would do..."

After clearing his mind, he sneaked into Angel's home again.

He "didn't knock on the door", not only to save trouble, but also because he was afraid of disturbing the neighbors in the middle of the night.

"What are you doing here again?" When she saw Jack, Angel wiped away her tears and raised her head and asked.

At this time, Angel has calmed down a bit. She is undoubtedly a person who can adjust her emotions very well, otherwise she would not be able to survive at all.

"I will get back what was taken away from you." Jack's tone was still cold, but it also revealed a sense of reliability, "Before that... I hope you won't do anything impulsive. "

"Huh?" Angel almost blurted out, "Get it back? Where can you find it? You don't even make a draft when you lie."

"What's left of you is worthy of my deception..." Jack was also very logical and to the point.

"I..." An Qier thought about it. Except for the little money she had with her, she was completely destitute. This house was also rented, and she didn't know where the next month's rent would be. "I..." She quickly She became angry from embarrassment, "Why not?" She said, spreading her legs slightly, placing her hands on her hips, like a model standing on a platform.

That posture seemed to be telling Jack with body language: "I'm pretty, my job is smooth, and my job is good, so why is there no point in deceiving me?"

"It seems that you have calmed down a little. I'm leaving." Jack didn't comment on Angel's behavior. He just said a few words and turned to leave.

He really didn't need to say anything. If he wanted the "person" Angel, he would have had countless opportunities to get it, so there was no need to lie.

"Hey~ wait..." Angel seemed to want to say a few words to him, but Jack just disappeared like a certain Gotham City superhero.

"Tch..." Looking at the empty corridor, Angel raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, and stood there alone and said, "Crazy man... you don't want 'people', and you still want 'heart'." ?”