Kanei Kosuke, dressed as a courier, walked out of Inoue Company's office building. He walked to the corner of the street and threw the empty backpack he carried on into the trash can.

Looking back at the brightly lit building, he pressed the brim of his hat and a cold smile broke into the corner of his mouth.

"If I can't get it, then you don't think it will."

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In an ordinary residential house, a couple sat on the sofa, and the clock hanging on the wall had already walked to eleven o'clock.

"When will that child Xiujun come back tonight? It's almost eleven o'clock."

"That child has been working overtime until very late during this period. Don't wait, let's go to bed first." Looking at his sleepy wife, Takahashiri Village advised her to go and rest.

The woman yawned and planned to finish watching this episode of TV first.

"You go to bed first, I'll watch TV."

The knock on the door suddenly sounded, and the two of them were shocked and looked at the door together.

"Is Xiujun back?"

"Xiujun won't knock on the door if he has a key. Could it be that he fell down on the road?" Although he felt a little strange, Takahashiri Village didn't think much about it and got up to open the door.

There was a man wearing a hat standing outside the door. His hat was pressed down very low, and a thick scarf was tied around his neck. The scarf was pulled upwards, almost blocking half of his face.

As soon as the door was opened, before he could see who was standing outside, he reached in and pointed at the head of Takahashiri Village.

Takahashiri Village was stiff and stood there in a daze.

A cold voice came from the mouth of the man at the door, and he heard it as if he was falling into an ice cellar.

"If you don't want to die now, it's better not to speak out."

The pistol flashed with a cold metallic luster, and the black muzzle pointed at his head, as if a bullet would break out of it in the next second, shooting his head into a watermelon.

Takahashiri Village's calves were shaking a little. He turned his head stiffly to remind his wife to run quickly, his lips squirming and wanted to make a sound. Before he could speak, the black muzzle directly pressed against his eyebrows. The cold touch made his hair stand up, and the cold sweat soaked his back.

"Enter the house." Without much nonsense, Kanei Kosuke took a big step, walked into the house, and closed the door.

He pressed his gun against the man's head and looked at another person in the house.

Seeing that there was no sound, the woman was about to ask what was wrong, but she saw a pitch-black pistol pointing at her husband. She wanted to scream, but in the fierce gaze of the gunman, her throat seemed to be hoarse and could not make any sound.

Seeing the bandit noticed his wife, Takahashiri Village's face suddenly turned bloodless. His trembling voice begged: "If you want money... I... I can give it all to you... As long as you don't hurt us..."

"Only you are honest, I'm not interested in attacking you." After tying the two of them up, Kanei Kosuke relaxed a little.

He looked around the layout inside the house and looked at the landline phone on the table.

"Listen, I came to you just to ask your son to do me a favor. As long as your son does what I want, you have nothing to do. If your son doesn't want to, then your life will end here."

Looking at the couple who were tied up and were thrown into the living room, under the fearful gaze, he shook his gun in his hand.

"Don't even think about calling the police or something. You can try whether the police are coming or my bullets are fast."

"Bang--"

The desk was knocked hard and made a loud noise.

"What are you thinking about in your mind? You also make such a primary mistake?! You could get off work at half past eleven, because we will have to get at least 12 o'clock tonight!"

The roar awakened Takahashi Hidekun who was distracted. Looking at the angry boss in front of him, he had a pale face, and there was a moment of hope in his eyes, but it quickly extinguished.

The call I just received was still echoing in my mind, and the crying of my parents and the threat from the bandits were still in my ears. He stumbled twice, and the word "call" was whispered several times in his mouth and finally turned into a constant apology.

The boss, who was irritated by work, did not pay so much attention to it, and of course he did not notice the other party's strangeness. Looking at Takahashi Hidekun who was scolded with his head down, his saliva splashed, and all kinds of uncomfortable words popped out of his mouth without hesitation.

Finally, he had almost vented his bad mood, and he returned to his usual routine and walked back to his desk, no longer paying attention to this little clerk who was usually silent.

Takahashi Hidekun sat at the desk. He looked down at the ground, as if he was in a sea, and all kinds of emotions were like surging sea water to flood him.

Once upon a time, his boss's insult could make him feel depressed all day. But now this is nothing. Compared with the safety of his parents, his boss's insult is nothing.

His parents' lives were directly pressing on his shoulders, suffocating this rookie who had just entered the workplace.

He held his phone tightly in his hand and clenched his teeth.

The criminal asked him to get the company's core information before dawn, but he was just a newcomer and had no authority to enter the basement where the server was stored. Even if he was lucky enough to enter, he could not crack the server's protection program. How could he talk about obtaining information?

What to do? What should he do?

He stood up, not caring about the sight of the others in the office, picked up the unopened cigarette on the table, walked to the office and came to the window in the corridor.

The lights of many tall buildings have gone out, the street lights are still on, and there are almost no pedestrians on the street.

He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth in a strange way. The spicy nicotine made him feel particularly clear while choking.

The evening breeze blows, and the sparks of cigarettes are clearly extinguished, just like his mood at this moment.

Kuroki Jun also pushed a half-full car to the corridor on this floor. He was familiar with the road and was about to collect garbage, but suddenly he saw someone standing at the end of the corridor.

Um?

After walking down these floors, he basically figured out the current situation of the company. Everyone was under great pressure and didn't dare to waste any time. They were working frantically. Such a person who smoked in the corridor was a bit special.

Instead of rushing over, he continued to clean up the garbage one by one. When he pushed the cart to the end of the corridor, several cigarette butts had already been thrown on the ground.

As if nothing had happened, he picked up the broom and swept the cigarette butts.

Hidekun Takahashi seemed to have realized what she had done and apologized in embarrassment.

"It's okay." Kuroki Jun looked at him without any trace, trying to see if the other party was one of his competitors.

But the other party frowned, worried, and felt anxious and helpless. He wanted to say something to himself several times, but as his lips opened and closed, no sound came out.

Thinking of the tricks he used in the last assessment, Kuroki Jun also flashed his eyes and asked forward: "Do you have encountered any difficulties? Do you need help?"

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Chapter completed!