A few minutes later, Jason Young dried his hair, changed into clean clothes, and reappeared in front of Anya Stone.
"Why are you coming to Seven Islands when you're okay? Official business trip?"
"That's right, came to see you by the way."
He looked at the black suitcase with an electronic combination lock on the side of the sofa and asked curiously, "What's in the box?"
"Gift for you."
As she spoke, Anya walked over and opened the suitcase, taking out a whole black designer suit dress.
Jason Young blinked: "So grand? Am I getting married tomorrow? Why don't I know?"
"Tomorrow you have a blind date arranged by the Marriage and Childbirth Bureau," Anya held the suit and compared it to him. "It's customized according to your figure and should fit."
Jason Young slapped his head with a palm, his expression very pained.
He had almost forgotten about the blind date.
"How did you know?" After a while, Jason Young came to his senses.
"It was found using a little influence."
"As expected of the elite at the Security Bureau headquarters, your reach is extensive," Jason Young's tone was a bit sarcastic.
"By the way, Dad asked me to come and ask you this time if you wanted to go back," Anya looked serious. "Star City has been well built in the past two years."
"I'm not interested in the Security Bureau, and Seven Islands is not bad either," Jason Young smiled and said, "I highly recommend you take a high-speed tour around the island. It's very convenient to take the high-speed rail. Of course, riding a motorcycle is definitely the best experience."
Anya nodded slightly: "Okay, I will tell Dad when I go back and let him consider taking a vacation to travel around the Seven Islands."
Jason Young was slightly stunned, a little confused about her approach.
Anya picked up the handle of the suitcase and said, "I feel relieved seeing you safe. Good luck on tomorrow's blind date."
"Huh? Are you leaving so late?" Jason Young was surprised.
He also thought that Anya had been waiting for him at home and would stay for one night. He was ready to give up his bed.
"Didn't you tell your roommate on the phone not to let me into your room?" Anya asked with an innocent look. "Could it be that I misunderstood? Doesn't this sentence mean to drive me away?"
Darn it, can that kid Samuel Shaw's phone still be used if it leaks so seriously?
Jason Young scratched his head in embarrassment: "How about you sleep in the bed? The sheets and quilts happened to have been changed and washed the day before yesterday. If you don't mind, . . . . ."
"What about you?" Anya's mouth is slightly upturned.
"I'll be comfortable on the floor sofa," Jason Young looked generous.
Anya thought about it for a while, put down her suitcase, and stepped forward, extending her hands to him.
Before Jason Young could react, she pinched his cheek.
"No matter how willful I am, I will not let my brother who is going on a blind date the day after tomorrow sleep on the floor sofa."
She pinched Jason Young's cheek and smiled softly.
Is there any connection between the two? It's her classic nonsense.
Jason Young's mind changed, and he suddenly realized that Anya might be teasing him about going on a blind date.
"Anya, you're almost done...," Jason Young clapped her hand with mock disgust, "You are still being charged a high single tax yourself!"
"I am considered an active civil servant in a high-risk position and am not within the scope of expropriation," Anya shook her index finger.
"Is there such treatment in the Security Bureau?"
"Always have," Anya held her arms and said, "So you'd better think carefully about what Dad asked you. I'll stay on Seven Islands for a while. You have enough time to think about it before answering."
"You yourself said it was a high-risk position. You and Andrew Stone really didn't treat me as family, right?" Jason Young complained with skill and went to the next level.
Anya didn't explain. She knew that Jason Young knew the nature of the work of the Security Bureau very well, and she only needed to convey Andrew Stone's meaning to the point.
"I'm leaving, I'll contact you again if I have anything to do."
"Where are you going tonight? Have you arranged accommodation here in the Seven Islands branch?" Jason Young cared a little.
He wanted to say that if there were no proper arrangements, it would not be impossible to stay here. After all, it was still windy and rainy outside.
"How about a two-bed room at a five-star hotel on Central Commercial Street in Shangsu District? Want to go together?" Anya openly teased him.
"Not going." Jason Young replied uprightly.
This is not the first time in so many years that they have made fun of each other, and they have already had a tacit understanding.
Anya went out carrying a suitcase, her boots making a crisp sound on the silent corridor, and Jason Young watched her disappear at the corner of the stairs at the door.
He took out his cell phone and edited a message to send to Anya: "Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety."
"I am an elite member of the Security Bureau. Don't worry about me. Rest early. Good night."
Anya replied with information almost instantly.
Also, with Anya's ability, he didn't need to worry at all.
After all, her powers are dangerous and powerful weapons in themselves.
...
"Beep... beep..."
The electronic bracelet made a harsh sound.
"Citizen ID Jason Young, good morning. The blind date event arranged by the Seven Islands Marriage and Childbirth Bureau of Iron Dome Paradise will be held at 10:30 am tomorrow. Please be sure to go to the designated location on time."
Jason Young opened his sleepy eyes on the messy bed, raised his left hand, and squinted at the electronic bracelet.
At this time, the annoying electronic sound sounded again.
"Beep... beep..."
Citizen ID Jason Young, you are over 22 years old. According to the Iron Dome Park Management Act, if you fail to register to start a family within one year, the Iron Dome Park Authority will impose a 30% singles tax on you in accordance with the law.
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"For the prosperity and revival of mankind, we urge every citizen to consciously fulfill their marriage and childbearing obligations."
"Obligation, your sister..."
Jason Young cursed and got up from the bed and went to the bathroom sink like a soulless walking corpse.
He unscrewed the faucet and let the water flow. He cupped his hands, picked up a handful, and splashed it on his face.
The clear coolness suddenly made his chaotic mind clear.
At this moment, the mutation suddenly arises.
"Don't go!"
A sound as crisp as a wind chime suddenly reached his ears.
Jason Young's shoulders trembled, and he stared into the mirror in front of the sink, where he saw a reflection of a blonde Anya behind him.
"When did you come? Couldn't you have come specifically to wake me up? Hey, you dyed your hair?"
Jason Young found it incredible—he and Anya had been together for so many years and he had never seen her dye her hair.
The reflection in the mirror has a face almost exactly like Anya's, but the hair color is bright and brilliant, like golden sunshine.
"Something bad will happen tomorrow at the Dream Journey theme park, don't go."
The blonde Anya seemed not to hear Jason Young's question and gave him a serious warning.
"What's bad? What are you talking about?" Jason Young turned around doubtfully and wanted to talk to her face to face.
But after he turned around, what he saw was Samuel Shaw walking into the bathroom from outside, wearing pajamas and yawning.
There was no blonde Anya.
"Who are you talking to? What the heck did that female commissioner come to you last night?" Samuel Shaw stretched and walked to the toilet to relieve himself.
"I..."
Jason Young's brain couldn't turn around. He looked into the mirror hesitantly and was immediately frightened into a ghostly cry.
Samuel Shaw, who was relieving himself, trembled and almost missed the target.
"What happened to you? What happened early in the morning?"
Jason Young did not answer Samuel Shaw but reached out and touched the mirror.
His index finger fell on Anya's blond cheek in the mirror, and he murmured, "You... who are you?"