Stable Polarized Practice

"Only clothes?" The orange-haired Hong Kong gangster cadre raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't you say that the iron armor on the arm is also broken, so why don't you just hand it over to the logistics department?"

"Ah...the gauntlets are unnecessary." The black-haired and red-eyed Fu Sangshen was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses, bent down and took out the damaged battle uniform from the drawer of his desk, and folded it neatly. Qi's black and red uniform was handed over to the staff of the logistics department, "I'm going to wait for that guy Anding to send it for repair."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a weird look.

Single men don't quite understand, wouldn't it be more convenient to send them for repair together?Moreover, the so-called gauntlets are not made of any special material. As armor, the hardness is far inferior to the current alloys. Throwing it to the logistics department may improve the quality. What is the persistence of sending it for repair by yourself?Think their back office of the port mafia can't do it?

If the logistics department knew what Nakahara Chuya was thinking at this time, he would definitely vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

Master Zhongyuan, what do you think of their logistics department? !Throwing them your rags and asking for mends is already confusing, and you want them to fix your armor?It's beyond the scope of ability!

That's not what the logistics department does!The task of the logistics department is that you kill people and they bury the corpses, you smoke and they buy cigarettes, and you demolish buildings and they lose money. What they do is not sewing clothes and smelting iron!Even if you are a pure militant who doesn't care about the operation of funds, you can't treat them as tailors and blacksmiths, right? ! !

——In fact, Zhongyuanzhong really didn’t mean that.

This is simply because the logistics department has taken care of all trivial matters for many years, so the level of responsibility is mainly based on the subconscious thinking of the orange-haired cadres who are frightened by force. The department is ready, no matter where it is sent to be repaired or replaced directly, the logistics staff will take care of it - he thinks so, after all, it has always been like this.

It can only be said that the logistics department of the port mafia is too broad, and it can be called a universal logistics department, which can do everything.

After bragging about his own logistics department in his heart, the dedicated cadre gave a hiccup, sat back at his desk, and began to write the mission reports he had accumulated before. This does not mean that he is free, he still has to work conscientiously, and the only free time is the humanoid ability that does not need to write reports... right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his head in surprise, and looked at the new desk in the corner of his office that he had just moved in not long ago—this was specially prepared for this humanoid ability, although it was useless, it was usually his writing. While writing the report, the leisurely humanoid supernatural power was idly painting his nails... However, at this moment, the black-haired red-eyed supernatural power was holding a dip pen that had long been eliminated by the times, staring at a piece of paper on the table. Think hard on a thin white paper.

"What are you writing?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked hesitantly.

"Huh? Me?" Qing Guang was stunned for a moment, then blinked his red eyes:

"I am writing."

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"To the Master

Yaho—how is the master recently?I feel like I'm in good shape.

I am now practicing in the same place as An Ding, although the specific place of practice is slightly different.

An Ding's current mobility is even faster than that of returning from practice. I seem to be able to make my movements very, very light, and even stagnate in the air like an enemy dagger. No wonder An Ding has been reluctant to return to the main pill , Practicing here will really become much stronger!

But don't worry, I will definitely not leave you for so long, and when the time comes, I will bring peace and come back from my practice together.

You will be surprised when we go back, and I will write to you later——

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"My lord, do you have any troubles?"

Shiqiewan was sitting at the table, waiting for the god judge to issue today's battle list--today's list may be released later than usual, because the god judge just received the letter from the initial knife, and he is serious. I really flipped through it several times, and tapped my knuckles on the table slowly for a while without saying a word.

Since the lord's face has always been covered with a protective paper that covers his face and expression, even the magic knife can't guess the lord's current mood and what troubles he has, so Ishikimaru could only tentatively ask: "If it is If there are any nightmares or pustule troubles, I can preside over the exorcism and purification—"

"—Ishikirimaru."

The interrogator, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke out. He was holding the letter from California Qingguang in his hand, with one leg propped up, and he kept this unruly sitting posture for nearly 10 minutes. Tapping on the table frequently, the voice of the judge was a little pensive and doubtful:

"You said, if you are allowed to practice, can you run faster than Hasebe when you come back?"

Ishikimaru: "..."

My lord, it's not me who said it, I suspect that you are implicating me.

The Odachi of the Sanjo family froze for a moment, and then put on a smile full of Buddha nature again, but the slightly twitched corners of his mouth seemed to express his inner fluctuations, because the problem of maneuvering was always connoted in various places Fu Sangshen was only silent for a moment, and replied in a polite and decent tone as if he was not affected by any influence:

"My lord, even though practice will make us stronger, there are some characteristics engraved in the blade that cannot be changed too much."

So don't say such unrealistic things, expect Odachi to run past Hasebe with his own little skylark?It's still faster to dream, and there is everything in the dream.

"Right, so this is not realistic at all!" The judge nodded in agreement, then slapped his thigh again, and asked again in a suspicious tone: "Then Ishikirimaru, if you go to practice and come back, can you do it?" Is it as high as Jinjian's jump, or is it suspended in the air for a short time?"

Ishikimaru: "..."

Shikimaru's smile gradually disappeared, and he stared at the judge seriously for a while, his brows gradually wrinkled, and he said in a serious tone: "Master, have you been affected by the nightmare?"

Judge: "..."

"If you have any nightmares or troubles, please tell me." Today's valet said worriedly:

"Your symptoms seem to be a little serious. It seems that you need to call His Royal Highness Taro Tachi to preside over the ritual of exorcising evil and avoiding disaster for you."

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"kindness……"

It was rare for the black-haired detective to squint his eyes lazily at this time, and stare at the blue-haired Fu Sangshen with his lake-green eyes unblinking. There was a hairy feeling on the back: "Mr. Ranpo... what's wrong?"

"Master Ranpo is going to eat cake!" Edogawa Ranpo said loudly, "I'm going today and tomorrow, you have to go with Master Ranpo!"

"Huh?" An Ding was stunned for a moment, then nodded hesitantly: "Of course this is fine...but why does Mr. Ranpo suddenly want me to accompany you?"

Since he was brought to the Armed Detective Agency by Mr. Ranpo and Mr. Fukuzawa, he has been running missions with Mr. Nakajima...or Mr. Ranpo asked him to do this, why did he suddenly change his mind today?

The willful detective said confidently: "Isn't it obvious? Because you are leaving."

"What?!" This time, Atsushi Nakajima, who was sorting out the information, was shocked this time, and he looked over with an expression of disbelief: "Yamato Shoukun is leaving? Where are you going?"

After getting along day and night these days, and completing tasks together almost every time, he almost thought that Yamato Shoukun was his partner—until he learned that Yamato Shoukun was not a member of the detective agency.

But even if Yamato Shoukun is not recognized as a member by the president, there is no need to leave so soon!People will always change. He already regards Yamato Shoukun as a member of the detective agency from the bottom of his heart. These days, only Yamato Shoukun is willing to accompany him to run around without complaint. He is so gentle and cute and has a good temper. Where can I find my little friend, why is he about to leave all of a sudden!

Still thinking that An Ding is just a young man who has not been recognized by the president, thinking this way, his brains can't help but start to diverge-so why is Yamato Shoujun leaving so soon?Is it because the matter of not caring about human life is too serious, so the president issued a death order not to accept him?

"You're thinking something outrageous, that's impossible." Edogawa Ranpo gave him a strange look: "Quickly clear those weird thoughts from your mind! This guy just appeared here It was an accident, leaving is a normal thing."

"That...that's true." An Ding nodded her cheeks a little embarrassedly: "I will leave here soon, but this is something that has just been decided..."

It may be that the time-space converter will also consider his wishes. After deciding to go back to the first practice site, the premonition that the time-space converter is about to start is strong-maybe there is no need to wait for a few days, or else How long before the golden pocket watch will start and take them out of this place.

Thinking of this, An Ding scratched the ends of his hair thoughtfully. The big black-haired detective glanced over, then suddenly stood up, holding a bag of unfinished snacks in his arms, eating while eating. Urging: "Don't wait, let's go now, go to eat cakes now, go to the cake shop that Master Luanbu likes the most, go now."

"Wait, wait? Mr. Ranpo?" Atsushi Nakajima was stunned holding a pile of documents: "But there are still tasks that need you to take care of in the afternoon..."

"The cake is not as important as that kind of boring thing," the detective said confidently, "Master Ranbu has to eat the cake first!"

"But..." the human-tiger boy said hesitantly, "This is the task that the president told you after reading it..."

"..." The black-haired detective froze for a moment, and seemed to have had some psychological struggle before he sat back in his seat with a bag of snacks: "If that's the case, then okay, Mr. Ranpo Just do the task first..."

"Mr. Ranpo, do you want to eat cake with me?" The blue-haired Fu Sangshen blinked, then turned to look at the black-haired young man curled up on the chair: "What kind of cake does Mr. Ranpo want to eat? I can Buy it back in advance... how about eating together at the coffee shop on the first floor?"

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"Let's smash this coffee shop first."

Downstairs in the red-bricked office building, a Caucasian man with a pair of pliers casually said that he looked slightly fat, with expensive necklaces and shapeless tattoos showing through his neckline. "In this organization where the more crimes and the higher the status, the accumulated crimes of becoming a leader are too numerous to record. For him, smashing up a store is simply such a trivial matter as drinking a glass of water.

"You don't need any plans, just smashing things up and creating an atmosphere of fear. Wouldn't it be wise for a mere detective agency to offer up the legacy of the 'combination' very quickly?"

He twirled the pliers in his hand a couple of times, and cast his malicious gaze at the store door with "open" hanging on the handle.

"I heard that people who make coffee all the year round will have the aroma of coffee on their nails... Is this true?"

……

An Ding put down the takeaway box of the cake on the table, and looked curiously at the coffee shop manager who was seriously grinding coffee beans: "Mr. Manager, are you the only one here today?"

The meticulous middle-aged store manager with combed hair replied with a smile: "Because there is no busy time recently, so I will give everyone a day off."