It wasn't until the cruise ship re-docked that the organizer of the dinner reappeared with a proud face, confirming that the woman who had just had a "spring breeze" with him and shut up and left early stood beside Mori Ogai with a flushed face. In the bottom of my heart, I became more determined. This is the performance of the underworld organization PortMafia bowing its head to itself.

Well, for the sake of this woman's appetite for him, it's not like he didn't want to gently raise his hand to let them live.

Mori Ogai and his group got off the boat and drove away, leaving behind many people who lamented that they couldn't kiss the beautiful woman Yoshizawa today, and could only wait for a chance encounter in the future. The man who organized the dinner party felt more comfortable-the things you couldn't ask for took the initiative to send them to your door Let me play.Full of this kind of secret joy that cannot be explained to outsiders, he decided to move his ass in the meeting "on the protection contract of PortMafia" when he went back.

Anyway, the world in Yokohama needs a leading "ruler", not PortMafia, but also other organizations, all snakes and rats working together.That being the case, why not choose something interesting?

Of course, he didn't know that Miss Rimbaud's memory card contained an interesting play starring himself.He also didn't notice the pity and disgust hidden in the pupils of the president of the Armed Detective Agency hidden in the darkness behind him.

idiot.

Miss Lan Bo got into the car and was so cold that she searched for clothes to cover her body, and Zhong Ye was driven into the driver's seat and drove: "I have hallucinogens on me. I got it from the transfer warehouse of the black organization. You stay away from me." point."

After she explained this, Zhong Yuan Zhongye's face improved a little, and he sat at the front and put on his seat belt.Before starting the car, Miss Hongye covered her mouth and smiled again: "I have to sit in the front, otherwise I can't stand it." She opened the car door and walked away from Rimbaud to sit in the front, so the back seat only Mr. Mori and Miss Rimbaud are left.

The cruise ship terminal is very close to the PortMafia building. After 10 minutes, Zhongye stopped the car. Miss Hongye Shi Shiran got out of the car and held an umbrella while waiting for melons to eat.The orange-haired boy went down and opened the doors on both sides, pretending nothing happened and invited his mother down first.

Mr. Mori, who was left alone in the car and no one cared about him, questioned his soul: "You just left like this, and no one cares about me?"

His three subordinates showed exactly the same expression at the same time: "What?"

Mori Ogai: I suspect that you are partnering against me, but I have no evidence.

The leader who was targeted was sent into the office respectfully by his subordinates, and Miss Hongye said that she wanted to go back to rest, and Rimbaud decided to go home after seeing the gradually brightening colors on the coastline.

It was the Akutagawa brothers and sisters who were the first to get up every day and opened the door.Rimbaud rubbed Ryunosuke's head and pinched Xiaoyin's face, and hurriedly hid in the bathroom of the master bedroom to clean up the remaining hallucinogens on his body.

When she appeared at the dining table wrapped in thick home clothes again, a group of children moved their chopsticks to have breakfast.

"I'm going to take the college entrance examination in the middle of the summer. Akutagawa Dazai graduated from junior high school together, and Yin took Aton to prepare for an upgrade. Does anyone feel that there is a need for make-up classes?"

Rimbaud tore open the bread and stuffed it into his mouth piece by piece. Thinking about it, he couldn't help sighing that the cubs would grow up if they were not careful.It has been four years since I came to this world unknowingly, and I don't know what happened to the original world. Anyway, Zhong must be so angry that he will explode...

It's a pity that she is only sensitive to language and not scientific research, and she can't find a way to go back.

Before Rimbaud could continue to immerse himself in memories, A-Dun, who came home at the latest, raised his little paw and wanted to cry: "Miss Rimbaud, I really can't learn mathematics..."

He was originally young, and had been in school for even less time. He barely knew a few words, and could add, subtract, multiply, and divide with his fingers. Looking at the xyz eyes full of ghosts, who knows what ghost symbols these are!

So he had the same problems as his predecessors (except for Dazai)—seriously biased subjects, very good in Chinese, but the science subjects were... terrible.

Dazai doesn't favor subjects because he cheated so that his grades in all subjects are very average, but you want to ask him how to do a certain question... Sorry, I asked the wrong person.

Don't dare to ask the elder brother, can't ask the second brother, and the dark-faced Ryunosuke always regards him as a cancer in the family. Yin, who is closer in age, is a girl and still taciturn. A Dun feels that he is about to be tortured by mathematics. died.

"Mathematics?"

Rimbaud looked him up and down seriously: "A Dun, I know a very good math teacher can help you, but..."

The expression of the white-haired boy became tense with her elongated tone, and Rimbaud decided not to tease the honest boy: "But whether you can get him to agree to tutor you is up to you. By the way, maybe that young man It can help you learn how to master your own abilities."

"Beasts lack humanity and reason, but that doesn't mean they're uncontrollable. Besides, Aden, you're a human being. I've never heard of a man losing to a beast."

She decided to find something for Mr. Kunikida to do. As for those words about controlling supernatural powers...of course it was a lie to Atsushi Nakajima!

Is mom pretty?Of course mother is beautiful, mother is the most beautiful woman in the world.

It is known that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to deceive others. After introducing the above conditions, it is concluded that mothers are the most capable of deceiving babies...

So the Nakajima boy was deceived obediently, without even showing a question mark.

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting at the other end, was already slumped on the dining table, covering his face and laughing silently. Nakaya looked at Rimbaud and then at Atsushi Nakajima, and suddenly felt that this routine seemed familiar?

Sent a group of cubs to school, Rimbaud was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone and seriously thinking about where to ask Mr. Fuze to go... The playground and movie theater were crossed out first. I can't imagine Mr. Fukuzawa's expression when he plays with those amusement equipment...it feels a little scary.

Bars and nightclubs are also... not in harmony with his temperament.

Japanese-style restaurants and tea rooms...forget it, it's not suitable for me.

It seems that there is nowhere to go except pressing the road along the street!

She cut off the interface of the address book and turned to study the materials brought back from the cruise ship—the bunch of videos were tested and handed over to Ms. Hongye for processing, and she took over the foreign language part of the documents.

Rimbaud slowly flipped through the pages, the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became.At the end, she got up and went back to the bedroom to dig out a set of special communication equipment. When the signal was connected, complicated languages ​​came out from the headset.

She briefly exchanged a few words with the opposite party, and after confirming the information she wanted to know, she picked up the phone and paid quickly.

The sound in the earphones stopped long ago, and Rimbaud put away the communication equipment and got up, recorded the information he got and carried it with him.I originally wanted to continue to rest, but unexpectedly it was another eventful year. Who knows which big guy in the valley kicked his legs to meet God, leaving a lot of inheritance behind him. The wildest guess is 5000 billion?

Money, there must be, or it is also an item of equivalent value, but whether it can reach the peak amount mentioned in the information... that is not necessarily the case.

Rimbaud never thought of herself as a smart person, but if she was working in a government department instead of relocating, she would definitely use this opportunity to disintegrate and eradicate the major underworld organizations that are now bristling in Yokohama.

She has no so-called loyalty to PortMafia, it's just a profession.However, considering the troubles and risks that may be caused by changing jobs, Rimbaud felt that he could not just let this club go down.

Mori Ogai is not a thing, the only shining point in his whole body is his generous salary.For the sake of salary, she will pay an equal amount of labor.

One day later, on the morning of the third day, "Mr. Lantang", the logistics cadre who had been on strike for a long time, stepped into the chief's office.To be honest, Lan Tangjun's real gender has become the No. 2 of PortMafia's seven unsolved mysteries due to appearing in skirts several times.The vast majority of people dare to guarantee their lives with their wealth. Mr. Lantang is definitely a master of women's clothing, so beautiful, he must be a man~

Rimbaud who knew the game: "..."

Also, PortMafia's Unsolved Mystery No.1 is the prototype of Alice...

Discussing the first question will kill you because you know something you shouldn't know, so everyone wisely focused their gossip on the second question.

According to cadre A who participated in the gamble, he got the answer of "absolutely no problem" from the second son of Mr. Lan Tang's family (emphasis).Therefore, except for a few small guys who still believe that Mr. Lan Tang is actually a woman, the rest of the people are overwhelming men. Mr. Mori, who "accidentally" heard the news from Alice, said that the secret will be announced at this year's New Year's dinner, and everyone, regardless of their status, will have to admit defeat.

Mr. Lan Tang, the tool man, remained expressionless throughout the whole process and pretended that he was not in the chief's office, nor did he hear the snickers and complaints from his unscrupulous colleagues.

If you want to die, you can be fulfilled, bastard!

Laughing and laughing, Mori Ogai felt that he could no longer continue to bully the honest man who was about to get angry, so he quickly retracted the topic: "Ahem, then, do you have anything to report?"

The mission of the Colonel has always been to face the leader directly, and other people don't need to know, so he sat on the stool with his arms folded and his eyes closed. A complained about a bunch of nonsense that the business is not easy to do, and there are always people cheating money.Miss Hongye played with her nails, and Mr. Lantang dozed off.

First of all, upon seeing this, the gentleman said in a very good temper that the two cadres had dispatched some days ago to get some good materials for exchange, and how to use them would be left to Miss Hongye to solve.As for Mr. Lan Tang?Stay and write the review, you dare to fish your head bit by bit when the BOSS speaks, you must review it!

The other three cadres either smiled meaningfully or gloated, and left the chief's office shaking their heads and sighing.

"Mr. Lantang, is there anything that needs to be reported in particular?"

Alice ran out from an unknown corner, threw herself on Rimbaud's lap, and burrowed into her arms.

The woman picked her up and touched the bow on her head, and reconfirmed that all the surveillance cameras were turned off before taking out the materials that she had sorted out at home yesterday and handing them to the blond girl: "I'm sorry, Miss Alice."

The little girl jumped off her legs, bounced to Sen Ou, and slapped the information on the table in front of the middle-aged man: "It's not troublesome at all, join me for afternoon tea, Miss Lanbo .”

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