He Yining sighed softly, and naturally opened the drawer with her right hand to find another notebook. When she lowered her gaze, the look in her eyes suddenly became nervous and cold.
There is a red and white mask lying in the drawer. Others call it "Onimukei". She is a beautiful ninja with long sleeves who is good at dancing and is good at ninjutsu.
He Yining immediately closed the drawer and looked around cautiously. She was the only one in the office and the door was closed tightly, but she still felt unsafe.
She quickly walked over and locked the door, turned around and opened the drawer again and took out the mask.
The mask was exquisitely made and as thin as a cicada's wings. When spread out in the palm of your hand, it looked like a real human face. There was a red note attached to the back of the mask. He Yining breathed on it, and a row of small black characters immediately appeared on the note.
:x file! Bird hunting plan begins.
Sure enough, it’s still here!
She tore the note into pieces and threw it into the trash can. She carefully folded the mask and put it in her pocket. She rubbed her brows, as if this could drive away the irritability in her heart.
"Dong dong." There was a rapid knock on the door.
He Yining said please come in, but suddenly remembered that the door was locked by herself. She walked over and opened the door. The conscientious little nurse quickly said: "Doctor He, the patient in bed 11 said that he is not feeling well. Please go and take a look.
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"I see."
He Yining picked up the patient file and flipped through a few pages. The eleven-bed patient was admitted to the hospital yesterday and was not handled by her.
There was no photo on the file, only a very common name: Wang Jie.
The eleventh bed was a VIP private room. There was only "Wang Jie" in the room. He was leaning on the bedside reading a newspaper. When he heard the door open, he slowly moved the newspaper down, revealing a handsome but cold face.
The whole person seems to have come from the Ice Age in ancient times, with an unearthly chill.
When He Yining saw this person, she immediately leaned against the door and naturally touched the door lock. Her nervous expression made "Wang Jie" put down the newspaper and spoke in a cold voice, "It's safe here."
"Shadow, why are you here?" He Yining's usually calm expression finally showed a trace of panic, and his hands behind his back were clenched into fists.
Shadow folded the newspaper into small pieces and threw it into the trash can. He jumped off the bed and strode towards He Yining. He got closer. There was only a punch between him and her, and his hand naturally pressed on hers.
On his shoulder, he said in a deep voice: "Wu Ji, I have a mission."
"I know." He Yining subconsciously pinched the mask in her pocket. This was the last thing she wanted to see. If possible, she hoped it would never appear in front of her.
"An informant produced a file on the four major drug lords, which was claimed to be the most complete in history. They called him the
We are conducting transactions at the border, and the task assigned by above is for you and I to seize the opportunity to snatch this file."
"There should be others interested in it, right?" He Yining looked at the shadow, with a faint light hidden in his eyes.
"Yes, our opponent is Tongniao, and they also want this file." Shadow asked, "Have you heard anything from Gu Nianxi?"
"No, he never talks to me about these things."
"Your relationship is still..." Shadow hesitated to speak.
"Let's talk about the mission."
Her obviously contradictory tone made Shadow sigh, "Okay, I will contact you at this hospital until the mission is successfully completed."
"Well, be careful."
He Yining left the ward, her steps unconsciously heavy. She leaned against the cold wall, holding her chest tightly with her right hand.