I'm such a big son

Rimbaud watched the car leave, stood at the door and looked up at the surrounding passages and the dark environment, then walked into the villa and closed the door.

The first thing is naturally to check the hidden cameras everywhere, including various monitoring and monitoring equipment.There are three floors from top to bottom, the basement has been converted into a gym, the first floor is the living room and kitchen, there is also a study that can be used as a studio, and the second floor is all bedrooms.

If there is no accident, she will stay here for a long time in the future, and if she is lucky, she may stay here for a lifetime.

Rimbaud scanned it, and found that the double-sided mirror and the pinhole camera could only be regarded as routine operations. She dug out all kinds of unimaginable monitoring equipment from strange places, even the deep part of the closet and the shower in the bathroom. Did not let go.

It is impossible to be angry when you are angry. What is there to be angry about?

The so-called real "interview" began when she got into the car, and the monitoring was removed to test the killer's basic professionalism.

If you only regard this as an exam, no matter what problems you encounter, you can solve them calmly and slowly.

Rimbaud turned around again, and this time he even fully unfolded the subspace according to the shape of the whole house, making sure that there were no unwelcome foreign objects on his site before he put away his abilities, and by the way, he completely opened up the Central Plains. released.

"Go upstairs and choose a bedroom yourself. Before you become independent, this is your home."

She pushed the little boy's head upstairs, and Nakaya took two steps and turned around to ask a question: "What does that Akutagawa have to do with you?"

Judging from his appearance, he knew that the kid was definitely not her own. Could it be that Miss Rimbaud likes to pick up unwanted children and bring them home?

Rimbaud thought hard: "He owes me money."

"In order to pay back the money, I gave myself to me."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Okay, just...pretend what you said is true.

"I want to be the boss!"

The cub immediately discussed the distribution of family status.

Rimbaud was noncommittal.

"Okay, you are the eldest son."

She originally had only one child, Chuya, and the Akutagawa brothers and sisters were pure accidents.

The orange-haired boy was easily satisfied. He ran upstairs and chose a room with a view as his future territory.

Rimbaud stayed in the living room to sort out the guns and prepare for tomorrow's work.

It is impossible not to carry a gun, it must be carried.

Such things as guns will not only make the bearer stupid, but also put a halo of intelligence on those who see it-Ranbo does not want his superpowers to be paid too much attention, the best choice is to disguise himself as an auxiliary system, In this case, the performance of shooting and physical skills must be more eye-catching.

……

"In 10 minutes, 'Drunken Boat' cut off and cleaned up all the monitoring in the villa, including monitoring and monitoring equipment, in just 10 minutes."

The team member in charge of this aspect fed back the information to the superior in time, and another group of subordinates also returned from the outside at this time: "Mr. X, the 'Silver Wolf' did appear in the area you specified, and he asked many people to search for 'drunk' The hotel owner also said that he had seen the 'Drunk Boat' buying supplies for trauma, and we found hemostatic medicine and unused bandages in the house."

"'Zui Zhou' suddenly appeared on Radium Bowl Street a few months ago. His identity is unknown, he is very skilled, and he is also a foreign superpower... Has there been any news from the intelligence agency of the overseas branch?"

The man flipped through a stack of reports between his fingers, and occasionally raised his head to glance sharply at the subordinate in charge of the report.

"Yes! There are relevant sources who suspect that he is a defected member of the European supernatural organization. Before that, it seems that he was the fish that slipped through the 'Paris Commune', the former anti-government armed force in country F. But due to the country and the war... it is not very Clear photos remain."

"That's no wonder..."

After the collapse of the "Paris Commune", its members tried their best to find their way out, and there were many people who were recruited by the government, and most of these people died in various bizarre ways within six months to a year. Thousands of miles across the ocean, self-exile to the island country.

X picked up the only photo of "Rimbaud" on the table. It was a boy of fifteen or six years old, with a slutty demeanor and a rebellious expression, as proud as the sun. …

Time is really ruthless.

It's good to be afraid of death, only the fear of death has a weakness, and only one can use it with confidence.

He swung his subordinates back and began to think about how to report the progress of the mission to the leader.

……

[Mr. Lantang, good morning.How was your rest yesterday? 】

A proper greeting came from the phone, and the woman who was buttoning the handset snorted, and the other party laughed happily: [Young Master Ling and Ling Ai are currently living in an underground black doctor's clinic, what do you mean...? 】

【casual. 】

A very concise answer, just enough to make people hear the concern hidden in the indifference.

The person on the other end of the phone was satisfied.

Boss can rest assured only if there are people with weaknesses and tired families. The Boss is relieved, so the people below can be relieved.

【Then, the car will arrive soon, and the leader wants to see you. 】

Rimbaud hung up the phone directly, put on his coat and hat, went upstairs and knocked on the bedroom that already had an owner: "I'm going out to work, don't run around, it's not safe."

"From now on, don't use your supernatural powers in front of others, no matter who they are."

"understood!"

The voice of the teenager muttering came from the bedroom, probably not waking up yet.

Little boy, always able to eat and sleep.

Rimbaud thought for a while, and there seemed to be plenty of food in the refrigerator, so the kid couldn't be hungry, so he put on his shoes and gloves and walked out the door.

Sure enough, the black car had already parked at the door.

"Walk."

She calmly sat in the back seat, closed her eyes without looking at the outside scenery, and let the driver drive to PortMafia's headquarters.

Five black skyscrapers stand in the Port of Yokohama, and there are Yakuza organizations that even the military and police are helpless.

The driver parked the car in the square, Ozaki Momiji stood under the sun holding a washi umbrella and waited.

"Mr. Lantang, good morning."

"Miss Hongye, because of you, today's sea breeze has become a little bit fresher."

The two women have reached an exchange of interests between the eyes. Rimbaud is willing to cover for Hongye and her lover. Hongye provides convenience for Rimbaud to join PortMafia-for example, blurring gender, or blurring some small secrets.

Hongye smiled inwardly. When "Drunk Boat" appeared, one of the members of the lower ranks had amnesia, and "Lantang", who was picked up from outside, disappeared at the same time. So far, no one is alive or dead. It wasn't because she carefully checked back to check that there was no one there. Discover.

Now comparing the photos carefully, I suddenly found that the facial features between the two are surprisingly similar.

I'm sorry, she silently apologized to her, she will never let go of this opportunity to blackmail her!

Both parties expressed satisfaction with their chosen collaborators.

"please."

Hongye turned around first, and Rimbaud walked beside her very gentlemanly to open the door, drive the elevator, and even inadvertently shield her from the sun.

— Fortunately, she is a woman...

Otherwise, more than half of the men in this world will have to die alone. Even if they want to belong, it can't stop Miss Hongye from admiring the "perfect man" beside her.

Walking into this black building, the interior decoration is more western-style. At the elevator entrance, in the corridor, and at the corner, there are members in black with live ammunition guarding them.Panoramic camera monitoring is installed every few steps above the head, even if a fly flies in, it has to leave a complete and clear image.

The elevators used by the members of the organization couldn't go directly to the leader's office on the top floor. Rimbaud followed Hongye to change elevators on the tenth floor, and passed the first security check by the way. Amidst the screams of the metal detectors, the ordinary members of PortMafia saw something The professionalism of an excellent killer.

The skinny "man" who seemed to have nothing on took off at least twenty instantly lethal weapons from his body...

He didn't show any impatient expression, until he even threw out the lighter with the hidden blade, and the instrument regained his silence, the smile on the corner of Hongye's mouth almost froze.

This... is a little exaggerated...

However, Ms. Rimbaud said that this is just a basic operation, and there are more hidden in the subspace, even nerve agents that are rarely used.

——Only these things carried on her body are enough for the judge to sentence her to go in and squat hard for several years.

"this way please."

The woman in the kimono put the umbrella in her hand on the side of the weapon, folded her hands and hung in front of her lower abdomen, stamping small steps to lead the way.

Rimbaud gathered his coat and stepped into the elevator car at the end of the passage.

The transparent glass can overlook the entire Yokohama Port. Looking at it this way, this vibrant city really makes people feel affectionate.

The elevator came to the highest floor it could reach, Rimbaud followed Hongye into the passage, X was waiting outside.

"Welcome to PortMafia, Mr. Lantang."

Rimbaud opened his hand and let the other party look up and down. X smiled sincerely, "Thank you for your cooperation. I think we will be able to work together happily in the future."

He glanced at Koyo Ozaki, and the two exchanged a veiled look.

"plz follow me."

Another elevator, this time it didn't take long, Rimbaud finally arrived at the end of the trip, outside the office of the current leader of PortMafia.

Whether it is a normal club or a jiudao organization, the recruitment interview process is the same: headhunting, first contact with HR and background check, interview with the department manager, and finally the boss makes a decision based on his eyes.

Rimbaud's presentation is undoubtedly the best.

At first glance, this young "man" has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, with a somewhat melancholic temperament, which is easy to attract people's favor.The overly thin figure downplays the danger of "him", and the mist in the golden brown eyes gives people the illusion of being well controlled.

"Lan Tang-jun, it's a pleasure to see you here."

Rimbaud stood for a while in the center of the room where there were only a few candles as light sources, and with the sound of an old voice, the electric lights were turned on.

An old figure slowly appeared from the secret door hidden on the wall. Rimbaud saw his pale sideburns and beard, his slightly stooped back, and his skin covered with scars—he was very old, Weary.

It is the most dangerous time for a leader to enter his twilight years.

The old lion king is ready to kill any young man who dares to claim his throne.

Whether this person is intentional or unintentional.

She raised her hand, took off her hat and pressed it to her chest, kneeling on one knee: "Jean Lantang."

It's a very comfortable gesture of surrender.

"Very good, Mr. Lantang, I am very much looking forward to seeing your performance."

Of course, he couldn't reuse this young man as soon as he came up. He didn't know this man's temperament and behavior style. The old man would not easily break the current situation.

——Even if you want to leapfrog the appointment, you have to have an excuse!

What's more, he trusts the experience accumulated in his life - only a beast that has been completely tamed can be released...

Therefore, the first task of the killer "Drunk Boat" joining PortMafia is to go back and find the fault of the lone swordsman "Silver Wolf".

"We have to maintain due respect to the country's managers, so you should understand what I mean. Let the 'Silver Wolf' taste the wounds, Mr. Lan Tang, are you interested in this task?"

The leader looked at "his" bright brown eyes with great interest, very satisfied with the sharp light that flashed in them.

A man who holds vengeance, is afraid of death, and adopts two orphans is quite interesting.

Rimbaud bowed his head and saluted, and waited for the old man to wave his hand to let her back down before standing up and backing to the door, and closing the office door before turning his back to the new boss inside.

A boss destined to be betrayed.