Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

As the leader of the port mafia, in the imagination of others, he should live under layers of protection. If he goes out to do business, he must bring a terrifying large number of troops to surround himself as firmly as an iron barrel, enough to Defend against assassination bullets flying from any angle.

However, the reality is the complete opposite.

Whether it was taking Alice to buy a new dress before, or an unexpected situation like today, he needed to go there to deal with it in private. Attire for medical practice.

It has to be said that when he disheveled his neatly combed hair and wore some unkempt beard, probably no one would be able to guess his real identity—unless the person who met him had a photo or portrait in his hand and could Compare them carefully.But like him and members with slightly special identities, they will naturally not let specific information flow to the outside world, so this move can greatly reduce the risk.

This is why it is so rare to catch a reserve cadre that makes people in the industry fearful, but the police did not hand him over, but chose to notify the "family" to pick him up.

(Oh, they must not know what a good opportunity they missed, poor people——)

Mori Ogai rushed to the police station according to the address given in the message, looked at the staff waiting inside the transparent glass door, and while regretting sincerely from the bottom of his heart, he showed a cramped smile that fit his setting at this time, expressing to him I have come here.

"Fortunately, they don't look like bad guys, and they don't show any signs of alcoholism. Otherwise, they really would have continued to sleep on the streets."

The little policeman leading the way in front is obviously lively, like a chattering bird, actively providing all the information:

"At about nine o'clock in the morning, someone suddenly called and reported that there were several unknown people lying in front of his house, and they couldn't wake up no matter how they screamed, which scared the lady half to death."

"Of course we rushed to the scene quickly. After bringing them back, we did a basic test to make sure that the body did not take bad drugs, it was just simple fatigue."

"Although it doesn't sound like a big deal, how tired is it that you can sleep so deeply that you can't even hear the sound of thunder... Cough, we are testing with an academic attitude, please don't mind."

"It's okay, after all, I also have a headache now, how should I wake them up?"

The first gentleman in disguise is pulled forward by his own abilities and trots forward. He has a standard image of a single old father with a baby, and his slightly sad appearance attracts sympathy.

The little policeman who had just become a full-time member immediately rubbed his nose, and suggested very enthusiastically: "If you still can't wake up later, I will ask my seniors to help drive you home directly. Please rest assured." !"

"...It's okay, I drove here by myself, so I won't bother the police station."

The scene of the police car driving into the headquarters of the gangsters involuntarily floated in his mind, and the corner of Mori Ogai's lips twitched, thinking of everyone's heart, he decisively rejected the other party's kindness.

While talking, the two of them, plus the blond-haired supernatural body, walked through the winding corridors and iron gates, and finally arrived at the room where the few people who hadn't returned all night were kept.

After all, they are a group of seemingly harmless "vagrants", and there is no need to guard them like prisoners. The environment in the house is much warmer than that of ordinary prison cells, so the few figures lying crookedly on the bench stand out even more. Embarrassed.

I don't know what happened to the four of them that night. The original straight suits and uniforms became crumpled, as if they were thrown on the ground and stepped on countless feet before they were put back on. Hanging dry grass and leaves.If it is said that it was a "great military exploit" made by drilling through the fence of someone else's house, I am afraid no one will believe it.

Among them, Osamu Dazai was the worst one. The bandages that were neatly tied on a daily basis fell off and were replaced by circles around the outside of the clothes, like silkworms that had not yet finished moulting and could not move their limbs at all.

(No, this is obviously tied up and dragged away...)

Relying on his rich associative ability, the black-haired leader, who is also Zhan Wuscum, couldn't help but shudder, and his eyes extended along the outward end of the bandage, and finally landed on the tree that was pulling it, making him more sure of his identity. guess.

(It seems that we can only take it home first. But no matter what, it must be something that Dazai provoked... Sure enough, it is time to increase the workload for him, right?)

He made a judgment consciously and fairly (actually double standards), and then naturally took out a fake identity certificate and went through the pick-up procedures.

It was already two full days after the night of the incident when several people who were poisoned by the Vitality Chicken Boiled Pot regained consciousness.

The patients who hadn't figured out the situation lay neatly side by side, looking up at the snow-white ceiling with the same blank eyes, smelling the smell of disinfectant floating on the tip of their noses, and couldn't recover for a long time.

—Is it the medical room...?

——Why do you live here?Did something happen before?I can't remember at all...

——The body is so sore, as if I have experienced too much exercise, I feel like my whole body is about to fall apart, it's really bad...

"Squeak-"

The nursing chair next to the hospital bed moved back suddenly, making the harsh sound of metal rubbing against the ground.However, the figure who stood up abruptly did not have time to think too much, and subconsciously supported the guardrail with both hands to relieve the rising dizziness, and squeezed out syllables intermittently in his mouth: "Senior and Mr. Dazai are finally, sober, and here ah……"

"Akutagawa-kun, you are obviously the most seriously injured, please stop torturing yourself, okay?"

The medical staff who were in charge of treating the patients said similar lines for countless times. At this time, they had lost their initial good temper, and could not help showing a bit of impatience, wishing to push him back to his original position and sit down.

But in order to protect herself from being headshot by Rashomon on the spot, her courage was defeated by her desire to survive, so she had to retract her eager fingers, and instead walked towards the hospital bed with her pockets in her pockets, to see how the few people who were diagnosed with severe fatigue were. She can pack up and leave her territory at any time, no longer wasting the organization's medical resources.

(Guys who go out to fool around, there is no need for medical treatment at all, just send them back to the room and sleep for a few days? The leader must be too spoiled for them...Obviously everyone is a social animal without holidays, why can you rest!)

She complained in her heart, she still maintained the professional ethics she should have, carefully checked the numbers displayed on the instrument, and after making sure that they were correct, she said again: "The next step depends on the strength of the body's repair ability. In short, it's nothing Big problem. By the way, Mr. Dazai still needs to take some wound medicine and apply it externally, remember to take it in the morning and evening.”

"Um……"

The black-haired boy whose name was called was in deep thought, and nodded absent-mindedly in agreement. His black hair, which was disheveled by sleep, shook twice, looking weak.

Although he was the instigator of the disaster, he was also caught in the trick, and a split-like disharmonious fault appeared in his memory, which stabbed his brain with pain.However, he still remembers clearly what happened before he ate the Vitality Chicken Boiled Pot.

(At that time, in order to give myself the upper hand and turn passive into active, I added purified Mutian Polygonum to my cooking...)

(It should be as harmless to humans as cats. Could it be that some wonderful chemical reaction happened in the pot?)

(Ah, in order to record the cute side of the kitten, I turned on the recording mode of the phone in advance, and maybe I can get some follow-up development from it.)

After step-by-step recollection, it was naturally impossible for him to expose the evidence on the spot, so he continued to lift the corpse sickly, trying to win sympathy with his weak appearance.

To be honest, he was indeed the most seriously injured among the four.

Like Oda Sakunosuke and Juli's good Taijutsu school, there is no trace of scratches at all. As for Sakaguchi Ango, who is similar to his fighting power, he has not broken the skin at all, at most it is just a bad mental state.

It's not like him, he seemed to be pressed and beaten, and then rolled 800 meters along the street, falling black and blue, as if he should jump into the trash can by himself in the next second, and he had to choose The column for recycling.

(I always feel that I have been treated differently. I am really curious about what happened...)

Seeing that the teacher he admired turned into a salted fish, Akutagawa Ryunosuke secretly adjusted his breathing, hesitated for a moment, and chose to look at the cat on the other side, and asked in a low voice: "Do you need help peeling apples or oranges? senior."

"If you really want to do something for me..."

Shuri tilted his head weakly, looked up and down at the restless junior who was on the verge of falling but was holding on and refused to rest, and decided to give him a difficult problem: "Then beat up Dazai, don't be merciless, just follow the instructions directly." If you hit your head hard, I will take responsibility for it."

"Mr. Dazai was also injured. I'm afraid it was the enemy's conspiracy. Please don't blame him."

Sure enough, the over-the-top chef can always blame others for all the crux, and portrays the image of the white lotus in the prosperous age for the teacher who is full of black mud.At this moment, he actually created an enemy that didn't exist, and he still clenched his fists, with a rabid aura of fighting against the enemy.

However, he was so badly injured that one could imagine how miserable he would faint with a "woof" once he used his ability.

Elvis King didn't know whether he was laughing out of anger, or the corners of his lips were curled up by the picture that appeared in his head, so he shook his furry animal ears, and pointed out in the tone of a person who came here: "When Osamu Dazai decides to play a prank, he must The recording or video will be prepared in advance. If you don’t want to believe it, just take the mobile phone in his pocket, anyway, I know what the password number is.”

"Too much? The kitten peeked at me entering the password——"

The black-haired boy puffed up his cheeks childishly, complained half-truthfully in a long voice, and then changed to a serious expression, commanding (threatening) to the dog-tempered disciple standing in the middle of the battle line: "No! Okay, Akutagawa-kun, I'll be angry."

"People who have done wrong things have no right to be angry, right? Damn, if it wasn't for my lack of energy..."

Shuli raised his tail tremblingly, slowly hooked the younger brother's slender wrist bones, and refused to give up as if he was angry, and gave the order again: "Don't stand still, the time to prove whether our relationship is good or bad! Which side are you helping? !"

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Record landmine feeding (87/100), and the update activity continues

感谢在2019-11-2523:10:49~2019-11-2623:49:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Chengbei - 3; Fanhua 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 115 bottles of Akashi National Bank; 20 bottles of the indescribable cat god; 10 bottles of Schrödinger; 1 bottle of meow;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!