Arknights, are you a good person?

"Ugh."

Chen sighed and looked at Qi Yuan who was sitting upright, with mixed emotions in his pupils.

"Tsk."

All in all, it was very unpleasant.

Qi Yuan smiled politely at Chen, then walked eagerly to the front of the truck bed and said to Shi Huaiya who was driving, "The mission has been successfully completed. Miss Shi Huaiya, is it time to start the Penguin Logistics onboarding process?"

"I'm driving."

Shi Huaiya stared straight ahead, like a serious and responsible driver: "Don't talk while driving, it will affect the driver's normal driving. If you drive irregularly, your loved ones will cry."

Qi Yuan stared at her tiger ears that were shaking wildly when she spoke and was deeply suspicious.

Chen facepalmed again.

This was the first time she felt that the road back to the Guard Bureau was so long. Chen even raised her head, looked at the sky through the gap in the cargo box, and stretched out her hand to touch the wind that was constantly sweeping backwards.

When driving the truck to the Guard Bureau, a trivial incident occurred.

Mo Wenzi, a young civilian police officer who has just been admitted to the Guard Bureau for half a year, loves to read all kinds of books by lamplight at night. He wears a pair of thick myopic glasses. His favorite job is to be on duty at the guard post at the gate of the Guard Bureau.

Because this allows you to take advantage of the situation.

At this moment, when the truck with a loser's aura drove into the Guard Bureau, Police Officer Mo Wenzi adjusted his glasses and extended his hand majestically.

"The Guards don't collect garbage!"

Shi Huaiya remained silent upon hearing this, but the tip of his tail twitched a little, and his hands gripping the steering wheel began to exert force.

The police officer on duty didn't know the whole story, so he was definitely not mocking her.

Shi Huaiya was not angry at all.

She just didn't stop or slow down, she just drove straight in.

"Xiao Mo, this is not a garbage truck. There are passengers in the back. Go get another pair of glasses. Your myopia has worsened!"

Shi Huaiya shouted out of the car window, her tone a little harsh, and with a bit of inexplicable frustration. The familiar voice made Mo Wenyin freeze in place, and he forgot to put down his outstretched hand for a moment, like a piece of celery that had been frozen by frost.

It was actually Superintendent Shi Huaiya? !

I just accidentally called Miss Shi Huaiya trash. Could it be that I can't continue working in the Guards Bureau in the future?

Worried about gains and losses, Mo Wenzi's body became stiffer and his expression more bitter.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan seemed to be thinking about something and reached his hand out of the car window.

Snapped!

High five success.

Mo Wenzi looked at it blankly, and in his blurry vision, he saw a hand that had clapped hands. At this moment, the hand had changed into a slightly clenched fist, as if cheering himself on.

Morality +1

Mo Wenzi nodded thoughtfully.

Until the end of his shift, he was still looking down and stroking his hands after high-fiving, and it was hard for his colleagues not to notice that something was wrong.

"I seem to... have met a noble person." Mo Wenzi said as if he was dreaming.

"Who?"

A colleague curiously poked his head out of the booth.

"I don't know, but Miss Shi Huaiya is his driver."

He was very secretive and did not reveal that Shi Huaiya was a very reluctant driver. Mo Wenzi really could not imagine who in Longmen could force Miss Shi Huaiya to drive.

When he thought of those eye-catching names, he didn't dare to wash his hands.

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After rewarding Qi Yuan, Shi Huaiya sat down somewhat dejectedly and called Penguin Logistics under Chen's supervision.

Xingxiong had also finished his meal. He put his left hand in his pocket and picked his teeth as he walked to his workstation. He felt a deflation coming towards him and couldn't help but stand at attention. His loose green hair slowly fell down because he lost speed.

"Boss, Missy, which one of you got embarrassed?"

When Shi Huaiya and Chen heard this, they immediately pointed at each other in sync.

Xingxiong nodded in understanding.

It turned out to be the case.

Shi Huaiya opened her mouth and tried to explain something, but the connected phone interrupted her. Seeing this, Shi Huaiya quickly picked up the phone and put it to her ear.

"This is Penguin Logistics, I am a courier employee here, aka Croissant, I come from...

"Ah! ... Minos, I am a Minoan."

There were ghostly screams, whistling wind, and huge crashing noises on the other end of the phone, as if someone was playing bumper cars on the road.

It’s still the familiar Penguin Logistics.

"I am Beatrix Swire."

"What can I do for you, sir? We are just playing Road Rush together after get off work. There is nothing illegal about it." Croissant's supplement was unconvincing and unnecessary.

Shi Huaiya took a deep breath and said:

"Let me discuss business with you."

Shi Huaiya gritted her teeth, but Croissant on the opposite side was silent for a while. He was probably recalling what he had done recently that attracted the attention of the Guards.

That's too much.

008: An ordinary day at an ordinary courier company

The remote and dilapidated residential alleys of Longmen slums are now bustling with noise.

Dozens of thugs, armed with weapons, charged forward, shouting, with great momentum.

"Anyone who steals a package will be brought to justice!"

A Victor continuously spewed out tongues of fire, flickering alternately between light and darkness, reflecting the girl's hearty smile, neat red hair, and the eye-catching halo above her head. The rubber-tipped bullets bounced between the walls, keeping the pursuers out of the barrage.

The gangster squatted down in pain and crawled around behind the cover.

"I'm hit!"

"Damn it! What hit you?"

"I've been shot!"

The magazine was empty, and the only sound in the air was the noisy voices. The red-haired angel skillfully pulled out the empty magazine and threw it to the ground.

A girl with plump hooves suddenly reached out and narrowly caught the magazine.

"Croissant?"

"Exia, don't throw away the magazines when they are empty, be frugal!"

"hey-hey……"

Exia smiled sheepishly and finished reloading with a click.

"These guys stole the express delivery and it hit Penguin Logistics. Fortunately, we caught them in time." Croissant supported the express box behind him, "Otherwise, our reputation would be gone."

Exia nodded, and seeing that the thug who was repelled was still trying to move forward, she smiled and pulled the trigger.

Da da da da da!

Even though it's a rubber-tipped bullet that can only cause bruises, it doesn't hinder Exia's happiness.

Mercury-colored headlights pierced the darkness. A gray Wrangler jeep stopped steadily at the entrance of the alley, and short honks continued to be heard.

In the driver's seat, a girl with long black hair and wolf ears was holding a pocky in her mouth and honking the horn continuously.

"coming!"

The Archangel hooked her hands on the roof of the car, swung her slender body into the window, and sat steadily in the passenger seat.

Croissant quickly climbed into the back seat and slammed the door shut.

The roaring wheels crushed the dust and mud, and the jeep shot out like a rocket. The strong wind penetrated the entire alley. The gangsters holding weapons ran to the alley entrance and could only barely breathe in a breath of fresh exhaust gas.

"Get in the car and chase!"

The leader spat on the ground with a fierce look on his face.

In the jeep.

Before he could even lean back in the soft chair, the telephone rang suddenly, sounding like a life-threatening ring, which gave Kesong a startle.

Finding it was an unfamiliar number, she nervously pressed the answer button.

"Hi, this is Penguin Logistics, I'm a bulk cargo courier, aka Croissant, I'm from..."

Bang!

There was a sudden huge impact from behind, and Croissant's phone almost fell to the ground.

Texas shifted the car into reverse gear without looking back.

The tires rubbed against the ground, emitting bursts of green smoke, and the huge horsepower poured out backwards like a bull, accompanied by a frowning smell of burning rubber, and she pushed the pursuers back.

"Nothing happened, sir." Croissant answered fluently while shaking off the broken glass from his clothes.

"There was a problem with shifting into gear, so I had to drive in reverse. Stay seated."

Texas said apologetically, squeezed the handbrake, and with a sharp friction sound, the jeep completed the turn instantly and took off with a roar.

This is reverse, but at a slightly faster speed.

"Wuhu!"

Exia stuck her head out of the window and skillfully provided suppressive fire.

Only Croissant had a very tense expression, and quickly said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Sir, we are playing Road Rush, it's really okay!"

"What? You want something from us?"

Croissant's brows immediately furrowed.

As she listened, this energetic girl from the Fengti tribe gradually became limp, like a ball of soft-cooked spaghetti.

As soon as she hung up the phone, she couldn't wait to wail.

"We're in trouble! The Imperial Guard is trying to plant a spy!"

a bolt from the blue.

The Archangel fired his gun and fell into deep thought.

"I haven't broken any laws recently." She confessed to be lenient.

"Neither did I. The traffic police have never successfully intercepted me once." Texas also confessed calmly.

"I can rest assured that."

Croissant breathed a sigh of relief: "I can refuse without any regrets."

After a conversation, the three of them naturally came to a consensus that this person must be a supervisor sent by the Guard Bureau, and not an official.

This is self-knowledge.

"Wait a moment."

Texas stopped Croissant from calling back and said, "Let him come. He's an open surveillance officer. He usually only inspects for a few days or a few weeks at most and then leaves. There's no need to break up with the Guards. If you refuse, you might even be under special surveillance. It's better to take advantage of the few days when the emperor is at the concert to resolve the matter."

"Texas, you are so understanding."

“It’s just what I heard and saw.”

Texas pursed his lips as he answered, thinking about the possible difficulties.

The biggest problem is probably...