I! Cleaner!

The next day, Cleanup Bureau, next door to Lyon's office.

"Emma! My good Emma!"

After touching his shriveled purse, the red-haired director who was "good at intrigues" grabbed his best friend's arm and begged with a sad face:

"Can you...can you lend me some more money?"

"Not necessarily."

After giving her an expressionless glance, Emma lowered her head and continued working on the documents, saying in a cold voice:

"Did you go drinking again yesterday?"

"Um……"

"That can't be done."

"..."

"Director Olivia, I haven't finished writing my cleanup report yet. Do you have anything else to do?"

"Gone……"

"Then please."

Seeing his best friend's palm pointing indifferently at the door, the red-haired director could only turn back and walk toward the door, hoping to hear news of someone's change of heart.

However, until the red-haired director slowly moved into the corridor and the door with the "Emma Alman" nameplate behind him slammed shut, she still didn't wait for the gentle call from the past.

A heartless woman...

After sighing faintly, the red-haired director silently knocked on the door next door and called out in a soft and charming voice:

"Leon~Hello Leon, are you there?"

"You come in first!"

At this moment, the door that had just been slammed shut opened again strangely. Emma, ​​full of disgust, appeared at the door and pulled her into his office.

"The last time! Tell me! How much more do you want to borrow?"

Um?

乛乛

Looking at Emma who suddenly changed his mind, the red-haired director couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully:

"Emma~ Why did you suddenly change your mind? Could it be..."

"Do you still want to borrow it?"

"borrow!"

After looking at his best friend's increasingly unkind eyes, in order to prevent the God of Wealth from flipping the table in anger, the red-haired director quickly suppressed his teasing words, then raised his right hand and made a gesture.

"Not much, I will borrow five golden wheels this time!"

Just borrow this much? For you, this is really not much.

After looking at the red-haired director with some surprise, Emma opened her wallet, counted out five gold wheels and handed them over, and then said curiously:

"Why did you borrow so little this time? When you usually ask me to borrow money, you always start at thirty or fifty, right?"

"This time... the situation is a bit special..."

The red-haired director said with unlucky eyes:

"Yesterday, when I was drinking until midnight, I paid for the drink and went back to the bureau. I remembered that I forgot to take my wallet. When I went back, the waiter told me that my wallet had been taken away. He didn't remember the man's face either.

So I don’t need to borrow too much this time. I just need to survive these few days and wait for Jerry to come back from completing his mission and ask his ‘friends’ to help me find my wallet. "

"..."

So you, the Zodiac Director of the Cleanup Bureau, a strong man with a record of killing true gods, actually drank so much that he even forgot to bring his wallet? Do you want to be so outrageous?

After blinking speechlessly, Emma put the golden wheel into the red-haired director's hand, and then reminded him angrily:

"In the places you go to, the prices of drinks are very expensive, the customers are generally not short of money, and they generally don't take other people's wallets, and the waiter is also very suspicious.

Generally speaking, if they notice a guest's lost wallet, most of the waiters in high-end taverns will help put it away. If they don't notice it, they will directly say that they don't know. In order to avoid taking responsibility, they will even see other people. If you take it away, you will most likely say you don’t know.

But he specifically told you that the thing was taken away by someone else, and he didn't remember the person's face. This seemed very strange. Although it was not necessarily him who took it, there was a high probability that he was not telling the truth to you. "

After helping analyze the situation, Emma suggested:

"Well, you tell me the name of the store and what the waiter looks like. I'll go find Leon later and ask him to drop by after get off work to ask and find out what's going on."

"Well...as long as Jerry returns to the bureau, my wallet can be found directly. Why don't we bother Leon to check it out?"

Thinking of what he said to Leon when he invited him for a drink yesterday, the red-haired director couldn't help but blush slightly, and felt an inexplicable sense of shame in his heart.

"Remember, when someone has a weakness that is known to everyone, then you have to be careful."

'Learn a little bit, little Leon~ you are still young~'

Those speeches that sounded so cool yesterday and shocked little Leon suddenly became a lot more heartbreaking after he drank so much that he even forgot to bring his wallet.

If little Leon knew about this, I might not be able to see him this week...

"..."

No, just say it nicely. Why are you blushing?

Looking at the shy cheeks of the red-haired director, and the swollen lips of hers and Leon when she thought of the world of death, Emma's heart suddenly thumped, and then she gritted her teeth and said:

"Olivia! Did you...did you say anything to Leon again after I left yesterday?"

? ? ?

After hearing Emma's inquiry, the red-haired director's heart skipped a beat, and then instantly returned to his usual confident expression, and asked calmly:

"What?"

damn it! You can deceive others but you can’t deceive me! I can't believe a word you say with this expression!

After pursed her lips vigorously, Emma did not speak, but stood up and walked to the door.

As for the red-haired director who didn't know what was wrong, he subconsciously stopped him and said:

"Wait, he's not here! Leon has already gone out!"

After hearing the words of the red-haired director, Emma paused slightly, then turned back and glanced at her suspiciously.

"He's really not here."

Seeing Emma stop, the red-haired director couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said:

"It's already noon now. Before you came back, Leon had already gone to the canteen of the police department to eat."

"real?"

"real!"

"Then why did you knock on his office door just now when you knew he wasn't here?"

"..."

…

"Stay calm!"

After piling five or six pieces of fried cod on Lyon's plate, the aunt in the police cafeteria flicked her wrist and scooped out a big spoonful of beef from the bucket next to her, mixed it with the marinade, and put it all on top of the rice. .

"Okay, let's go! Come back and fight if it's not enough!"

"..."

Still fighting? If I come back to eat again, I will die...

Looking at the amount of food on the plate that was enough to feed two adult men, he didn't know where he caught the aunt's attention. Leon, who couldn't eat enough, could only ask with a wry smile:

"Um...can I...tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow it's green beans, salmon, grilled chicken, and mushroom cream soup. For the rest, you'll have to look at the menu at the door... Now that you're done, hurry up and leave. People are still waiting behind you!"

"..."

I’m not asking what to eat tomorrow, I’m asking if you can give me something less tomorrow…

Under the hungry gazes of the tall policemen behind him, Leon couldn't help but shrink his neck, quickly left the dining table with the dinner plate, and then sat in his old seat, staring at the things on the plate and starting to worry. .

This is too much... With all the things on the dinner plate, even if it were a pig, it would probably be seventy full, right?

And just when Leon took a deep breath and decided that he would rather die than waste food, a pig, ah no... a familiar figure held a dinner plate and sat on the empty seat opposite him.

"I knew you must be here!"

After placing the dinner plate on the table, the policewoman with two big black eyes said seriously:

"Leon! I have something to ask you for help!"

"Okay...but you have to do me a favor first!"

After seeing the savior coming, Leon nodded hurriedly as if he had been amnestied. Then he took the policewoman's spoon, dug out half of the beef stew on his plate, and put it on her dinner plate.

"Hurry up and help me eat two pieces...the rice Aunt Diana brought me today is really a bit too much..."