After the Hong Kong black hat stand appeared

358.

I took small sips of the pearl milk tea I held in my hand, trying my best to ignore the probing eyes of passers-by.

You may not believe it, but I am sitting in the bubble tea shop on the first floor of the Ganghei Building to rest.

That's right, Tangtang is a mafia/party, and there is a milk tea shop on the first floor.

No, not only milk tea shops, I even saw ice cream shops and fast food restaurants.

If I ignore the weapons on some people's bodies and the occasional bloody passers-by, I might really mistakenly think that I am waiting for someone on the first floor of an office building.

Hey, that uncle over there, you have a hole in your head, right?Why are you still calmly queuing up to buy small cakes? Hey!

Alas, it’s okay if the passers-by around me are “not so ordinary”. The key is that besides these “passers-by”, there will be some people who come to visit me specially.

That's right, I came here on purpose to visit.

Sure enough, gossip is human nature.

Some people in black suits gathered together in twos and threes, passing me by pretending not to care, but their eyes drifted towards me uncontrollably.

It's really obvious, even if you're pretending to be chatting from the sidelines.

I numbly chewed the elastic pearl balls in my mouth, and silently complained in my heart.

Before I really saw it, I thought that the mafia/party was the kind of tool man who wore sunglasses and held weapons and had no emotions.

"Hey, look, that girl looks familiar."

"Tsk, are you stupid? Think about the photo in Lord Zhongyuan's wallet—"

Thanks, I'm really flattered.

Does Mr. Nakaya often lend his wallet to others to buy things?Otherwise, how would everyone know that there is this photo? Hey!

For a dead house, such a high degree of attention really makes me a little uncomfortable.

So almost like an ostrich, I bowed my head, wishing I could tuck myself under the table.

Oh, Mr. Chuya, come back soon, I feel that if it continues to develop, someone will gossip with me face to face.

"Miss Shiina."

Someone called me from behind.

I turned my head and saw Guangjin Liulang bowing slightly.

"Oh, long time no see, Mr. Hirotsu. Is Mr. Chuya back?"

Guangjin Liulang shook his head, the expression on his face didn't change much, he explained the situation to me very briefly: "Lord Zhongyuan is still processing the task, now the leader wants to see you."

What?

ha?

Hong Kong black leader?

Uncle Mori Ogai? !

I know this is not an appropriate description, but at this moment, I do have the illusion of an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws.

Guangjin Liulang still kept his bowed posture, standing there with his hands behind his back, staring at me with gray-purple eyes, he looked like the kind of butler that would be found in a British noble family.

It's a pity that the housekeeper is not in charge of housework.

I unconsciously squeezed the wall of the bubble tea cup, and I made a few depressions in the plastic shell, making a little "cracker-cracker" sound.

Honestly, I don't think I have any choice in this matter at all.

I don't think I can refuse the request of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, nor do I dare to refuse.

So I nodded very honestly, got up and followed behind Guangjin Liulang.

Alas, what a pity I have leftover pearls.

Obviously intending to eat them one by one!

359.

The office of the leader of the gangsters is on the top floor of the building.

Oh, this is very in line with the setting in the movie.

Guangjin Liulang led me into an elevator, and after he pressed the button, he stood beside me with his hands behind his back, without saying a word.

Ok.

It was this awkward silence again.

I have always felt that Mr. Guangjin has a very elegant temperament, but when he is silent, he will appear fierce again.

For example now.

Maybe this is the charm of a mature man after time has passed.

After we got out of the elevator, we passed by several people in black suits with weapons. They stood on both sides of the corridor without turning their eyes, and did not obstruct me and Mr. Guangjin in any way.

When he reached the end, he turned around and put one hand on the doorknob while the other was spread flat by my side.

"Miss Shiina, the leader is inside."

Through the monocle, I saw a bit of a dark look in his eyes, but I couldn't tell what it contained.

what happened......

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Guangjin Liulang is so serious that I have to force myself to be serious.

It always feels like something big is about to happen.

360.

Before walking into this office, I had imagined countless scenarios of meeting Mori Ogai.

That's right, although the time to open the door is only a few seconds, it's enough for me to make up my mind.

A variety of different ways of appearing flashed through my mind. After thinking about it, I still think that the most suitable way is the simplest and most classic one.

[The lights in the room are flickering, the protagonist cautiously walks into this spacious office, it looks like a huge mouth of an abyss, it seems to swallow everything up.The sound of the burning candle made the protagonist even more uneasy. Just as he was wondering, the back of the large chair in front of him slowly turned around, allowing him to see the true face of that person. 】

This is the way I imagined a mafia boss should appear.

rather than as it is now.

The pretty blond loli stood by the table with her back to me, seaweed-like hair hanging down her back, and the corners of my mouth twitched.

I am not wrong, right.

Is this little loli only wearing a pair of pumpkin pants?

"Alice, try this one again? How about having someone take you to eat cake after trying it?"

Mori Ogai's voice came from under the desk (?), and then I saw a small red dress being lifted up.

The blond loli named Alice grabbed the skirt and threw it viciously to the ground.

"Rintaro is a liar! That's what you said just now!"

I.......

Am I witnessing the strange fetishes of gangsters?

Unexpectedly, the rumored leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong turned out to be a gangster in private!

crisis.

Big crisis.

Gudong.

I gulped.

I know, this may be the conspiracy of the gangsters in Hong Kong.

Deliberately exposed my unknown hobbies to my eyes, and then got rid of me with the excuse of "you know too much!"

Woo.

I shouldn't have gone out today!

Hongmen Banquet, Hongmen Banquet!

This is prepared!

Mori Ogai must have known that I was with Mr. Chuya.

I don't know why, although I haven't seen Mori Ogai until now, but his image in my mind has been distorted into the image of an evil mother-in-law who blocks true love.

Cough, I'm sorry, if Mori Ogai was Mr. Chuya's mother, this brain supplement might be more appropriate.

"who are you?"

As if finally noticing the presence of a third person in this room, Alice turned around, the word impatience written all over her doll-like delicate face.

"I, I am..."

It's a good thing her hair is long enough, otherwise I would have stared at nothing when I turned around.

Mori Ogai suddenly got out from under the table, he grabbed the small dress on the ground and put it directly on Alice.

I saw the angry expression on the blond little girl's face suddenly turned into a daze.

However, the dumbfounded expression didn't stay for long, and the little Lolita soon struggled angrily again.

"Big Liar Rintaro! Big Liar!"

Mori Ogai smiled apologetically, coaxing the little girl with "Alice sauce" mouthfuls, but put the skirt on neatly with his hands.

"Alice, let's eat cake first, I have guests here."

Little Lolita was probably quite dissatisfied with Mori Ogai's reaction, she snorted softly, then patted her skirt, and walked out with her chin held high.

hum.

Is it time to deal with me next?

Mori Ogai, who was half kneeling on the ground, got up, and he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior.

He brushed the dust off his knees indifferently, then turned to look at me with a smile: "Miss Shiina, long time no see."

I raised the corners of my mouth stiffly, and shook hands with him: "Long time no see. The little girl just now was..."

Don't be what I think it is...

The secret lover of the gangster?

This little lover is too young!

Alice looks like Mori Ogai's granddaughter!

After hearing my question, Mori Ogai showed a clear smile. He waved his hands and sat back at the large desk with a clear smile on his face.

"Alice? That's my daughter."

Mori Ogai said this with a face of course, as if Alice was really his daughter.

I say "as if" because I don't believe it.

Yes, I have evolved.

Now I am Niu Hulu Shaxi, and such petty tricks can no longer fool me.

With a numb face, I watched Mori Ogai happily tell me how cute Alice is.

It is absolutely impossible for Alice to be his daughter, don't ask, just ask.

I can no longer be fooled by this terribly false lie.

"Look, this is a photo of me and Alice when she was born."

ha?

Mori Ogai took out a group photo from nowhere and held it up in front of my eyes.

Damn it.

This photo really does seem to be the case.

Mori Ogai, who is a few years younger than now, is holding a pink and tender little doll, which seems to be full of fatherly love.

I was completely dumbfounded.

"Ah, how time flies, Alice has grown so big in a blink of an eye."

Mori Ogai said, unconsciously wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb.

So, he and Alice are really father and daughter? !

I am confused.

Actually... is it really his own...

It's unimaginable.

Mori Ogai flipped his hands and put the photo back in the drawer with a smile. He folded his hands and put them in front of his chin, and said, "I heard that you have been with Chuya-kun recently, congratulations."

Oh, it's started.

The death quiz begins.

"Ah, yes..." Out of caution, I didn't dare to say a word, and confronted Mori Ogai as if I were dealing with the head teacher.

I think he must have sensed my nervousness.

But Mori Ogai didn't say much, a dangerous light flashed in his purple eyes, but his tone was so relaxed and natural as if this was an ordinary conversation between an elder and a younger generation.

"How does Chuya-kun treat you? If there is anything inappropriate, please don't be polite and tell me." Mori Ogai asked with an amiable smile.

"Chuya is very caring, and we are very happy." I replied with trepidation.

After saying this, Mori Ogai didn't ask any more questions.

He looked at me with that rather genial smile on his face for so long that I held my breath unconsciously.

This, this is too suffocating.

I'd rather Mori Ogai he asked me something.

After about a minute or two, he spoke as I wished.

The expression on Mori Ogai's face remained unchanged, but he withdrew his hand resting on the table: "How is your grandpa?"

Ga?

Is this over?

I thought Mori Ogai was going to come to a series of death-n-companions with the core idea of ​​persuading to break up, or directly coerce and lure, but I didn't expect him to skip this topic after asking a few insignificant words.

"Well, grandpa is in good health, and he lives a fulfilling life every day."

After hearing my answer, Mori Ogai nodded, and then showed a very regretful expression on his face: "It's a pity, I originally wanted to invite him to come back to Hong Kong to be a cadre, but I didn't expect that Mr. The invitations were burned."

ha?

"Please, invitation card?"

Mori Ogai began to grope for something in the drawer at hand, and while searching in the drawer earnestly, he nodded and replied: "Yes, it is the envelope that I asked you to bring back last time."

"Look, he just burned it and sent the ashes back to me."

He pushed a small metal box in front of me, raised his hand and opened the lid for me.

I looked at a piece of gray-black powder inside, and only felt a bold capital letter hanging above my head.

I swallowed, and looked up tremblingly to see Mori Ogai's expression.

But, damn it, my palms are starting to sweat...

Mori Ogai didn't know when his expression changed, and now he suppressed his smile, with a frightening light shining in his purple eyes.

The fingertips covered by white gloves pushed the small box forward again, and he stared at me motionlessly, speaking in a low and hoarse voice: "It's been decades, and this guy Shinya is still acting recklessly."

I feel like I'm being entangled in a python.

Ah, I really shouldn't be out today.