About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Um—a refrigerator, a microwave, lights in the bedroom, kitchen, and living room, a fan, and yes, a hair dryer."

"Why are so many electrical appliances broken? How do you usually use them, Sister Jingzhe? Is it possible that, uh... Sister Jingzhe, you're operating them incorrectly?"

Orson tried to tell Jingzhe in a more tactful way whether it was his problem, but Jingzhe just shook his head.

"How is that possible, Orson? I don't even need a remote to turn the air conditioner on and off! Look—"

In order to prove that it was not his problem, Jingzhe pointed his finger at the air conditioner hanging in the corner of the wall.

"Snapped!!"

A loud explosion sounded from inside the air conditioner, followed by a wisp of white smoke accompanied by a pungent smell wafting out from inside the air conditioner.

"..." "..."

The two of them were silent.

"Just now, I was not familiar with the voltage and electric waves of the gantry, so I made a mistake! I will definitely not encounter this situation again next time. Look, I used thunder magic instead of electricity to light the stove--"

"Ooooh wow!!"

Orson hurriedly used [Curtain Call] to stop Sister Lei Zi from setting the house on fire as if it were a firecracker. Orson once again experienced the competitive spirit of this older sister.

After stopping Sister Lei Zi, Orsen didn't say anything. He just looked at the Inspector General in silence. Because of the farce just now, Jingzhe finally realized why "sometimes he would smell a pungent burnt smell but didn't know what was burnt."

"Um... Orson... I, uh..."

"There's nothing we can do about it, Sister Jingzhe. After all, there's a slight difference in voltage between Longmen and Yan Country. Anyway, let's take a look at the problem with the machine first. It would be great if it can be fixed, right?"

"Hmm...you're right."

Orsen didn't laugh at or ridicule Jingzhe, but instead paved the way for her and began to examine the burned appliances. Jingzhe nodded shyly and gratefully, while silently wondering where he had lost the remote controls for the air conditioner and TV.

As for Orson, he really didn't intend to blame Jingzhe. After all, there was a god as powerful as EMP living in this house. It would be better to say that he should be thankful that the doorbell can be used normally now.

"Well, I thought of this situation from the beginning. Anyway, most of the circuits and chips are burned out. It probably can't be fixed with simple repairs."

"Is the damage so serious... I wonder if the Dali Temple can still reimburse me... Uh, uh, uh, now is not the time to think about this!"

Jingzhe was feeling conflicted and embarrassed. Orson noticed Jingzhe's expression and sighed as he walked up to him.

Although Jingzhe's housework, cooking, and entertaining are impeccable, her knowledge of electrical appliances and some knowledge is really regrettable.

And at times like this, I have to rely on my 'non-blood-related brother' to step forward.

"Don't worry too much, Sister Jingzhe. I'll find a way to contact someone to help with the repairs and tidying up. If you have any electrical appliances you need urgently during this period, we can also go to the electronics store and buy temporary replacements."

"Orson...you are indeed my good brother~"

"Puff, puff, beep, beep—"

Jingzhe couldn't help but rub his "sensible" "brother" when he saw him like this, and ended up giving Orsen a massage to help him quit his internet addiction.

After counting the damaged items, most appliances were replaced within 3 days because they were within the warranty period and the damage did not seem to be "human-caused".

As for the refrigerator and rice cooker that he needed more urgently, a nearby store happened to have a discount on them, so Orson easily got them after making a few phone calls.

——It hasn’t even taken an hour. If this keeps going, there’s still plenty of time~

"Sister Jingzhe, how's the situation at your work? Have you found any criminals recently?"

After finishing dealing with matters related to Sister Lei Zi, Orson seemed a little too proud of himself. He clapped his hands and stood up, and by the way asked about the progress of Jingzhe's work.

"Eh? How did you know I was here to investigate a case, Orson?"

Jingzhe was stunned when he heard Orsen's question. Orsen then remembered that Jingzhe seemed to be completely unaware that her original job and position had been completely revealed in the previous conversation.

"Wow wow wow... well, I was just guessing, was I wrong? Ahaha, I must have read too many weird novels."

Sensing that something was wrong, Orson quickly laughed it off and tried to fool the situation. However, Jingzhe sighed, and the golden furry tail behind him drooped slightly.

"No, you're right, Orson. Actually, I don't intend to keep hiding this from my 'brother' any longer. I'm Jingzhe, the Supervisory Division from the Dali Temple of Yan Country. Just think of me as someone like the Special Inspection Team of the Imperial Guard Bureau here."

"Um……"

Orson nodded. In a sense, Jingzhe and Officer Chen had a lot in common.

For example, Orsen had no doubt that Jingzhe could be fooled by Gui Jie and then pressed him down on the bed and hugged him to sleep.

"But is it really that easy to guess, Orson?"

Although he honestly admitted his identity, Jingzhe still asked Orsen unwillingly which step went wrong that attracted Orsen's attention.

"that--"

"Just tell the truth, Orson."

"... maybe we'll meet for about 15 minutes?"

Orson said this tentatively, then hurriedly pulled Sister Lei Zi who wanted to go to the corner to plant mushrooms.

"Well, uh, Sister Jingzhe, your disguise is actually pretty good! For example, you pretend not to know the wiring, but you're actually familiar with the surrounding environment, and you can use this method to destroy electrical appliances that might be monitored—"

It was the first time that Orson saw someone squatting in the corner to grow mushrooms, which made him so anxious that he quickly made up an excuse.

"...Stop it, Orson, stop it."

It seemed that his rambling had no effect. Jingzhe was still squatting in the corner, but he was rubbing his tail against Orson's body while squatting.

It feels numb and tingling, and quite comfortable.

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"Anyway, Orson, one of my main goals in coming to Longmen is to investigate the truth behind some of Longmen's recent cases. A witness was supposed to provide me with some information about the mafia three days ago, but he remains out of contact."

After skipping the slightly awkward topic, Jingzhe got a pair of glasses from somewhere and put them on her head. While talking to Orson, she tapped the whiteboard in the room which was covered with photos and information.

"Is it really okay to tell me these things, Sister Jingzhe?"

Student Orson raised his hand and asked a question with eyes full of desire for knowledge (and survival).

"Of course not—uh."

After Teacher Jingzhe said this with certainty, she rubbed her hair. Judging from her expression, the situation did not seem to be very good.

"Although the Dali Temple's regulations prohibit revealing specific work content even to relatives... there's still some room for improvement based on the induction manual. As long as I temporarily appoint you, Orsen, as my assistant, it should be fine! Even if the core of the mission remains confidential to you, at least the information we just learned can be shared."

Jingzhe was an elite within the Dali Temple after all. After causing trouble, she thought about it for a while and came up with a solution.

Of course, Orsen hoped that Jingzhe would not let him down from the beginning... It would be too unlucky if Jingzhe accidentally let the cat out of the bag and caused his "brother" to be dragged to Yan Kingdom and executed at noon.

"assistant?"

"Yes, wait a moment, Orson—"

Jingzhe went to search in the drawer beside him, and soon took out a white ID card that looked similar to the one he had on his chest.

"Here, this is the Dali Temple's temporary travel permit. I accidentally slipped it in there when I was packing. I didn't expect it could actually be used with a knife."

Jingzhe pinched his fingers on the ID card, used thunder magic to magnetize and activate the card, and then hung it around Orson's neck.

"So I'm Sister Jingzhe's Little Brother No. 1 now? Hehehe, this feels really weird."

Orson touched the ID card around his neck and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Hmm... My master has always been the one who took care of me before. I didn't expect that after coming to Longmen, I would also have a disciple. Is this what they call the inheritance of responsibility?"

Jingzhe felt a little shy when she saw Orsen's happy look. She rubbed the Qilin horn and whispered.

In this way, Orson has one more identity in Longmen. Now Orson can rightfully take over the title of "working warrior".

After all, being able to work for Penguin Logistics/Guards Bureau/Dali Temple at the same time is indeed a skill.

"Since Orson is now my Brother No. 1... no, Assistant No. 1, I can now share with you the latest intelligence."

After confirming that he had not violated any regulations this time, Jingzhe put on his glasses again and continued tapping on the blackboard.

"Anyway, I've gathered some intelligence through various channels over the past few days. Through analysis and comparison, I've been able to identify a person who I believe is directly connected to the disappearance of the witness. But the only problem is... according to the intelligence, this person hasn't been seen since entering the slums three days ago, and I currently don't have enough information or confidence to enter the slums."

Jingzhe pointed to a photo of a man with a black dagger printed on his forehead on the whiteboard and said.

"I didn't expect that Sister Jingzhe could really find out so much information..."

After listening to Jingzhe's explanation, Orson sighed softly.

"Don't think your current supervisor is so incompetent!"

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake..."

Hearing Orson's sigh, Jingzhe immediately got furious, while Assistant No. 1 was caught before he could even escape. Bilibili toasted.

"But if it's in the slums, I might be able to help, Sister Jingzhe."

After memorizing the information about the target mission, Orson volunteered to help.

"Well, is it really okay, Orson? I heard that the water in the slums of Longmen is very deep and most people can't handle it."

Jingzhe asked with some concern. Unlike areas like Longmen where "there are rules to follow", Jingzhe believed that the slums were areas of pure chaos and disorder.

"What we need to be wary of are the bad guys, not the infected or the slums. Anyway, I actually did some intelligence gathering work before, and I'm somewhat familiar with the slums."

Just after the Kiri Castle Incident, one of the problems encountered by the Reunion Movement was the lack of people capable of conducting intelligence warfare.

After all, W was in charge of handling these matters before, but this mountain cockroach man led a part of the Sarkaz to leave the Reunion after the war.

The tasks of counter-reconnaissance and intelligence alert were temporarily handed over to Orson, the only relatively reliable one, and Junjun, who was later temporarily pulled over.

After all, during the internal meeting, Talulah and Froststar both showed hopelessly unsuitable abilities for intelligence work... and Big Daddy was out of the question.

As far as the results are concerned, Orson and Junjun did a good job. Even Wei Yanwu failed to realize the truth of the incident inside Qie City in the first time.

Of course, the current intelligence defense work of Qie City has been handed over to Black Snake for remote handling. Now if someone wants to go to Qie City to gather intelligence, he will only lose his target in the more than ten versions of the Qie City incident, and then be hunted down by the Bloodhound Junjun and her Broadhunt team.

"Aren't it the infected people we need to be wary of... I like what you said, Orson."

Jingzhe thought for a while, then nodded and agreed to Orson's proposal.

"But speaking of which, is Penguin Logistics' work really that complicated? Orson, you've even done intelligence gathering-related work."

"Ah, uh, it's okay, but it's definitely complicated."

Jingzhe mistakenly thought that Orsen was conducting intelligence search work during his time at Penguin Logistics. Perhaps because Jingzhe had also done some research on the outrageous nature of this broken company, Sister Lei Zi did not find it strange at all.

Although Orson also thought about asking the Archangel Texas to be Sister Lei Zi's slum guide, but after thinking about how the three of them would get along together, he decided to give up.

If there is no 'Shura Field', there is no need to create one for yourself, right?

Orson glanced at his phone and saw a message in his inbox indicating that Ghost Sister and Unlucky Chicken had received the text messages he sent to them to cancel the trip, and they both said they would talk about it next time when they had the chance.

In other words, apart from the talks with Wei Yanwu/Rat King and their heirs, the only thing he needed to deal with urgently was Sister Lei Zi.

There should be enough time to find someone in the slums. And maybe I can use this as an excuse to get Wei Lao Er and the Rat King to meet at a different time.

Orson nodded, convinced that he had no problem with time management planning. He then stuffed the "assistant card" he had just received from Jingzhe into the inside of his clothes and invited Sister Lei Zi to go to the slums with him to track down the murderer.

As the saying goes, the first time is a new beginning, the second time is familiar. Orsen was driving Sister Lei Zi, and he reminded her not to perform "using thunder magic to start a fire" in the car under any circumstances. He also avoided the roads prone to traffic jams and violated the Longmen traffic laws on the roads without camera surveillance. At the same time, Sister Lei Zi taught him a lesson, "You are born by your mother, and your mother will be sad if she knows you drive like this."

Not long after, Orson broke the record and came to the slums again.

"Is this the slum? I feel like it's a little... different from what I imagined?"

Jingzhe stepped into the lawless place behind the wall that was not recognized by Longmen. This inspector from the Dali Temple walked through the slums under the leadership of Orsen.

The environment here was subtly different from what she had originally expected. Along the way, she saw a decadent man squatting in the corner without saying a word, as if he were dead, but she also saw a woman leaving the building in a hurry with her child.

Some people set up stalls on both sides of the street to sell barbecue with ingredients that no one knew where they got from, while others leaned against the windows, using the light coming in from the shadows to read a textbook in their hands.

The Dali Temple where Jingzhe lives is a heavily guarded, clearly hierarchical, and somewhat solemn area that seems "isolated from the world". Because of this, she was very surprised by the Longmen slums, which is a bit noisy and chaotic, but also has a certain order.

"Although it's more dilapidated and chaotic than Longmen, it's not without order. Although the people here know they are abandoned and hated, they still live in their own way, maintaining their own boundaries - this is the slum."

Orson introduced the living conditions of people in the slums, while Jingzhe frowned and thought about something.

"How are we supposed to find that suspect?"

Jingzhe decided to temporarily abandon the exploration of the slums and focus all her energy on the current mission. Although her mission also included searching for slums, she vaguely realized that this area was not an area that she could easily understand with just a glance.

"I've made some friends in the slums who can help—"

"Brother Orson! Did you change your girlfriend again today? It seems like every time you come here, you bring a girl with completely different attributes~"

A little girl came over from a distance and greeted Orson, saying something that was extraordinary in every sense of the word.

"No, a different sister!? My dear 'brother', can you explain?"