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Shen Yi wasn't idle in this place either; she explored the Que organization inside and out.
Whether she was busy or not, she would go and harass Li Jianwei without fail, striving to figure out all the secrets this man harbored.
Li Jianwei was resistant at first.
Later, he ran out of ideas to stop her.
And he gradually learned to accept it.
Facing this assassin whose brain seemed questionable once again.
Li Jianwei was slouched in his office chair, his legs crossed and resting on the edge of the desk, loosely spinning a pen in his hand.
When the door was kicked open, he didn't even bat an eyelid.
The pen spun twice between his fingers and stopped.
"Broccoli, can you remember to knock next time?"
Shen Yi glanced at the kicked-open door, maintaining her attitude of admitting her mistakes but daring to do it again next time:
"Sorry, I forgot. I rarely knock."
Li Jianwei had known her for a week, and his office door had been kicked open conservatively a dozen times. He rested his forehead in his hand: "Do you do this at the Archive too, just barging right into your boss's office?"
How on earth did she manage to be so impolite and still survive at the Archive?
Was the boss of that organization... some kind of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle who specialized in breeding beagles?
"Yeah, I've always kicked doors like this," Shen Yi said proudly. "Our Archive is people-oriented, putting employees first."
Shen Sigui had his door kicked by her so many times and never said a word about it.
A very soft scoff escaped Li Jianwei's throat, carrying a hint of disdain mixed with amusement.
"People-oriented?" he repeated the word. "The Archive organization? Hahahaha—"
The laugh was short and stopped quickly.
Shen Yi genuinely thought so. She said righteously, "Yes, at least we never leak customer information and privacy. Your Que does every kind of business, right?"
"Ask you for intel today, and you'd dare resell the employer's information the very next moment."
Que was the one truly doing unethical things.
With all sorts of smuggling and shady dealings, the revenue they raked in every month was much higher than that of a well-known assassin organization.
"Fine, you're not wrong about that. The Archive is much better than our place." Li Jianwei's expression was cold, his eyelashes casting a thin shadow under his eyes: "Our organization built its fortune on this, and many people have had their families ruined by us."
The Archive was just a hitman delivery organization.
The order was systematic. From the management down to the assassins and tech workers, everyone just did things for money.
The transactions were clear-cut, never causing unnecessary complications.
Que was a bona fide criminal den. They had offended countless factions, making enemies everywhere in the cracks between the black and white worlds.
Nowadays, under Li Jianwei's instructions over the years, they had managed to offend both the underworld and the lawful side completely.
When the man said this, there was actually a hint of resentment in his expression.
Shen Yi didn't understand.
Who was this resentment directed at?
Why did Li Jianwei sound like an angry youth when mentioning the Que organization?
Could it be that the protagonist group all had this cynical personality?
"So a chaotic place like Que should come to an end here."
Li Jianwei changed the subject, his expression obscure and hard to read as he spoke.
Shen Yi: "?"
What did he mean by come to an end?
"Are you okay?" She felt he was acting a bit crazy and abnormal.
Li Jianwei didn't answer the question.
He just tossed the pen onto the desk and stretched lazily.
"Kids shouldn't ask so many questions."
"Get out, don't bother me."
Shen Yi hung around the Que organization for a month.
During this month.
Sasa, Chen Yu, plus Shen Yi, three severe internet addicts gathered together, indulging in playing ranked games at night after finishing work.
Later, whoever suggested it, they even invited Li Jianwei.
Shen Yi could feel that Li Jianwei had been faintly hyperactive lately.
Not the outward kind of excitement, but like a taut string; nothing showed on the surface, but it was humming inside.
These past few days, as time inched closer to his plan, he was too nervous to sleep at all.
When invited to play games at night, he didn't refuse and directly joined the trio's matchmaking team.
But in this competitive game, a team of four couldn't start a ranked match.
They were short of one person.
Without a second thought, Shen Yi directly pulled in Shen Xun.
"Oh, your brother is here too." Seeing Shen Xun's game ID, Sasa's eyes lit up, and her voice rose half a pitch.
Shen Yi pulled Shen Xun into the game lobby.
After blocking Shen Xun on WeChat, she had kept forgetting to unblock him.
During the game, Shen Yi directly turned on her mic and asked him:
"Brother, what have you been busy with lately?"
After growing up, everyone had their own things to be busy with.
The last time Shen Yi saw him was three months ago.
Soon, a flat voice sounded from the mic, speaking at a steady pace:
"Doing work tasks."
"Working?" Shen Yi raised her voice in slight confusion. "Then how can you still keep up our chat streak every day?"
And always renewing it the very second the clock struck midnight.
Shen Xun calmly pointed out:
"Yes, after all, if the streak breaks, there is a 70 percent chance you will get angry, and the remaining 30 percent depends on whether you are in a good mood at the time."
"The last time I renewed our streak, I was on a rooftop carrying out a mission to assassinate the president. I was rangefinding, so it didn't affect my shooting accuracy."
Li Jianwei, who was originally slumped half-dead in his chair, couldn't help but turn his head in existential doubt upon hearing this.
What on earth kind of conversation had he just listened to.
Sasa shrieked and twisted Chen Yu's ear. "Did you hear that? Someone who loves you will keep up the chat streak with his sister even while sniping the president! And you, are you useless trash busier than a professional assassin? How dare you break my streak!"
