The power is Murphy's Law

Ever since he woke up, Ryunosuke Akutagawa couldn't sleep anymore, maybe because he had been in a coma for too long before. Although the wound was still aching, he was quite energetic, but now he looked at him with a hopeless look. His subordinates held his figure and smiled idiotically.

Kurokawa Misa turned on the faucet and finished washing. He made the breakfast. Of course, he doesn't know how to make breakfast too complicated. He still knows how to fry an egg. Unfortunately, Akutagawa Ryunosuke can only infusion and can't taste his craftsmanship.

The bowls and dishes were placed in the pool, and Kurokawa Umisa accidentally used force with his hand, and the groove of the pool broke and fell in the direction of his hand strength. With the loud noise of landing, Higuchi Ichiyo looked back.

Kurokawa Misa looked apologetic, scratched his head and smiled, "It's a small matter." Then he raised his hand to turn off the tap, "Pfft, cough——"

Kurokawa Misa blocked the water flow, took out the pliers from the drawer and tightened it, "Phew, it's fine, it's all right." It's just the water pipe, he's used to it.

"Misa-senpai, you really worked hard." Higuchi Ichiyo went from being surprised at the beginning to now getting used to it. It is really hard work to be on guard against accidents every day.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke also looked at Higuchi Ichiyo with a rare and strange expression. Over the years, he has learned a lot about Kurokawa Misa's accidents. If he is not prepared at home, he will not even survive to this day. difficulty.

Looking at the figure of Akutagawa Ryunosuke in his hand, Higuchi Ichiyo finally thought of something, and asked, "Senior Misa, why didn't you make Mr. Chuya's figure?"

This is really a good question, Kurokawa Misa smiled dryly, "Mr. Chuya saw that, but Ryunosuke shouldn't care about these, right, Ryunosuke?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke really doesn't care about these things. To be precise, he doesn't care about things that have nothing to do with the mission, including eating and drinking. As long as he can eat and satisfy his hunger, he doesn't care about the taste. Of course, eating dessert will still make him happy.

Facing his figurine, he was still a little entangled in his heart, but seeing the longing expressions on the two faces, he decided not to take it to heart, "...boring."

"Oye, Ryunosuke agreed." Kurokawa Misa and Higuchi Ichiyo clapped their hands, both of them were very excited. Of course, Kurokawa Misa's idea was to let Nakahara Chuya subtly agree to play with figures. .

In the early morning, Kurokawa Misa actually had something to do, and after asking Higuchi Ichiyo to push Akutagawa Ryunosuke to the Hong Kong Black Medical Department, he turned into the chief's office.

"...Misa-kun, why are you here again?" The person Mori Ogai doesn't want to see these days is Kurokawa Misa, who came just after Akutagawa Ryunosuke Kurokawa Misa, and said it's okay for him Unbelievable, he sighed, feeling a little headache.

"Boss! Ryunosuke has done so much dirty and exhausting work for you. This time, you were counting on me for being seriously injured in bed. What you did was a bit too much. Look, shouldn't you be subsidized?" Kurokawa Umisa Fly Rubbing his hands together, he looked flattering, like a dog leg.

When he heard that he was here to ask for money, Mori Ogai sat up, coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "Misa-kun, you also know that Akutagawa-kun's mission failed this time, and I haven't held him accountable and lost. Come to make up for it first.”

Kurokawa Misa walked to Mori Ogai's side in three steps and two steps, slipped and knelt under his astonished eyes, knelt down at Mori Ogai's feet, hugged his thigh, and wanted to cry.

"Boss, Ryunosuke is so miserable. Look at how badly he was injured. He has worked hard without credit. Ask yourself, don't you think it's too cruel for such a useful subordinate?" With the words , Kurokawa Misa didn't stay idle, he clenched his fist with one hand and beat his chest, and looked at Mori Ogai with an aggrieved expression.

Mori Ogai took a deep breath, and as Kurokawa Misa cried out, his shoes exploded, they were high-end leather shoes!

his shoes—

"Boss, I'm not sorry for you, I just want a little compensation for Ryunosuke!"

click-

his pants—

"Boss, you want a raise!"

his clothes—

Mori Ogai had mixed feelings in his heart, closed his eyes hard, put his forehead on his hands and said, "Okay, okay, Misa-kun, if I don't promise you, will you have no clothes today."

"Hey?" Kurokawa Misa finally came to his senses, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Haha, I didn't do it on purpose, that, boss, can you not lose money?"

Seeing the useful ability, Mori Ogai decided to let him go. He was afraid that he would not agree, and he would really not be able to leave this office today. Hey, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is indeed a useful knife, that's all. , It's just compensation, and it's not that their port mafia can't get it out.

"You go down first, I will give Akutagawa-kun compensation." Really, why is his subordinate such a headache.

Looking at the back of Kurokawa Misa bouncing around, Mori Ogai remembered him in his heart. If he doesn't care this time, it doesn't mean he won't next time. Hehe, Misa-kun, people always have to pay the price for their decisions , just use your future salary to compensate Akutagawa-kun.

Alice came out after seeing Kurokawa Misa leave, and patted her chest with lingering fear, "It's really scary, Murphy's Law."

"Alice-chan~ You're just watching me being bullied by Haisha-kun, so show me wearing a skirt today!"

"Hmph, for the sake of Lin Taro's misery, I promise you."

Mori Ogai clasped his hands together, squinted his eyes with a fluttering face, "Ah, that's great, Alice-chan~"

Kurokawa Misa, who went out, didn't know that he would face another round of salary deduction, but he didn't care too much if he knew.

He has big things to do next.

Humming a song, he was in a very good mood. He specially wore an inconspicuous casual clothes today. On the way, he picked willow branches and made them into a ring and put them on his head. He thought he was very good at disguising himself, and he didn't pay attention to pedestrians at all. The indescribable look in his eyes when he saw a touch of green on the top of his head.

He was lying on the top floor near the detective agency, peeping through the binoculars. Although he couldn't see anything through the window, he was sure that he would be able to see when Murphy's Law kicked in.

However, after a while, there was a buzzing sound from above, and the airflow began to howl.

Inside the detective agency, Junichiro Tanizaki pushed open the door anxiously, "Phew, it's not good!"

Everyone followed him and ran to the top floor, only to see a helicopter hovering above the nearby road, roaring and landing, but before it landed completely, smoke began to rise outside the cabin.

As the propeller flew out, the helicopter began to tilt, and directly hit the small red-brown building where the detective agency was located.

Kurokawa Misa sideways dodged the whirling propeller, and looked at the scene in shock, "Wow, it's amazing." It's so rich and powerful, it looks like a combination of handwriting, it's really good, it's a good start, and it's about to lose money when I first came, However, what does this combination of helicopters have to do with him, Kurokawa Misa.

On the top floor, everyone in the detective agency also looked confused, and it didn't take long to see the head of the group, Francis Fitzgerald, walking out with a look of embarrassment.

"This is really a great appearance." After a while, Oda Sakunosuke suddenly said.

Dazai Osamu held his stomach as if he heard some joke, "Hahahaha, you really deserve to be Odasaku."

Fitzgerald originally wanted to make an unforgettable appearance, but unexpectedly, at this juncture, the bone-eyed helicopter malfunctioned. Sitting in the detective agency, he couldn't even say what he planned to buy the detective agency. Now it's obviously his fault .

Fukuzawa Yukichi crossed his arms and stared at Fitzgerald seriously. When the helicopter crashed over, for some reason, the detective agency on the fourth floor was the hardest hit, and lost a lot of documents. Fukuzawa Yukichi Ji naturally didn't have a good face. Of course, the tenants downstairs also suffered some losses, and he didn't want to say anything to the team leader.

"All the tenants, including the detective agency, hope that the group leader can give an explanation."

"...I'm not short of money." Fitzgerald choked. He was usually the one who threw money at others, but it was the first time he was urged to lose money. Tsk, he fired the driver when he returned.

Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded, his expression did not ease, and he was still looking at him very seriously, as if saying, give me the money, of course, this is Fitzgerald's understanding.

Fitzgerald: "..."

The next day, the fire of the combination burned Hong Kong Hei himself.

A seven-story building in Yokohama disappeared overnight, and there were many companies under the banner of Hong Kong gangsters. After using Hong Kong gangsters, they planned to destroy them all.

In order to hunt down a group of assassins, Hong Kong and Hei even dispatched all members, oh yes, except Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was still lying on the bed and Ichiyo Higuchi who took care of him.

At the end of the alley, surrounded by mafia, there is an unknown person lying on the ground in the center.

Tap, tap——

As footsteps approached, everyone knelt down on one knee to salute. Kurokawa Misa was beside Chuya Nakahara, and knelt down together.

Mori Ogai came from the alley, brushed his bangs with one hand, and his deep voice resounded all around, "Is this the assassin of the combination? The detective agency and the combination, are we also in a difficult situation? We need the optimal solution, we need to be thorough. crush the enemy."

So, can he be regarded as "heavy damage" to the enemy? He really has made a great contribution, Kurokawa Misa thought so.

The author has something to say: Haisha: Isn’t it me who is the optimal solution?

Mr. Mori covered his heart and leaned against the wall, and forcibly changed the subject: ...Alice-chan, where have you been, Alice-chan?