In order to survive, I do many jobs

The Port Mafia Building belongs to the office floor of Zhongya Zhongyuan. Mafia members in suits and leather shoes hand over work while talking and laughing. It looks like the most serious internal employee communication of a listed company. This is a gang of dangerous mafias.

"I was almost late yesterday. Fortunately, Mr. Chuya gave me a ride. It's really a blessing." The subordinates who came and went with the documents gathered together and sighed, "Mr. Chuya is so kind."

Similar conversations happen on this floor every day. It is estimated that the conservative Central Plains has also received the good person cards of nearly half of the members of Mafia in the port. The folded cards are about half a meter taller than him.

Zhongya Zhongya even has a special support building in the internal forum of Port Mafia. Whenever it is time to select the most popular cadre of the year in Port Mafia, his fans will frantically solicit votes, using the precious video [MV? Also Drunk] pocketed the ballots one by one.

Sadly, Nakahara Chuya himself desperately wanted to delete the black history video, but it turned into a weapon of Chinese kitchen missionary.

Who wouldn't like Nakahara Chuya, who is kind-hearted yet honest and deceitful, completely different from the black mud spirit next door.

During the double-black period, the corresponding office floors of Osamu Dazai and Zhongya Zhongyuan were affectionately distinguished by "hell" and "heaven". Every time they encountered the tortured and dying subordinates of Dazai cadres, the subordinates of Zhongyuan cadres would inevitably show pity. , At the same time, he loudly praised his petite and pleasant boss in his heart.

Mr. Chuya is the best!Mina is looking forward to your next stage solo!Cadres in the Central Plains can fly with confidence, and the people of Mafia at the port will always follow!

At this moment, Nakahara Nakahara, who is known as the last conscience of port Mafia, is sitting at his desk and looking at today's documents. He is contemplating, his ice blue eyes are serious and focused, and the black signature pen is between his slender fingers Flip back and forth.

Turning to the last page of the document, Zhong Yuanzhong also unbuttoned his neckline to breathe, signed his name on the document, and took a sip of black coffee.

"I should be able to get off work on time today." He thought about it, and his mood was instantly relieved, and it felt like the sky in Yokohama was blue for a while.

Mori-style club, no matter how perfect the wages and benefits and five social insurances and one housing fund, it is still a 996 welfare organization in essence. Not only does the immediate boss survive until the hairline recedes, but the people below count as one, and no one can escape the overtime. destiny.

No, there is one exception: Cadre A who is out of tune with normal people.

A does not work overtime, he only instructs his subordinates to work overtime. According to him, overtime work will wrinkle his well-maintained skin, and beauty is a weapon he cannot give up.

"I'm different from you savages who rely on brute force. I rely on my brain." A said this arrogantly more than once, of course, not in front of Chuya Zhongye, otherwise he would be hit by a punch. It's hard to say whether A in the wall has Dazai Osamu's steel and iron frame, which can survive in any harsh scene.

A, a raw person is like a pot of half-cooked rice, which cannot be remade. It can only be thrown into the sewer to feed the rats, and the rats dislike it.

No one knows how he said that he has a brain when he once worked with Osamu Dazai, and no one knows how he, a non-cadre Akutagawa Ryunosuke, pushed him to the ground and fought five scums. The courage to conspire to usurp the throne.

But in any case, we must admit that A is a man full of courage.

What a confident existence, like asking if you want to set it as the default browser ie, even if they dare to show themselves, what reason do you have to feel inferior (Zhen Sheng)!

Central Plains also doesn’t like A, it’s normal, no one in Mafia in the port likes him, otherwise A wouldn’t be the most unpopular cadre of Mafia in port for several years, even Osamu Dazai didn’t get this honor.

Whether you like it or not, work is the most important thing, and sometimes joint actions between the two departments are also necessary.Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the documents in his hand, thinking that his subordinates would definitely be embarrassed by this tricky boss when he went to find A, so he decided to go there himself, as if he had been sitting for a long time and moved around for a while.

It can be seen that the thick stack of good person cards issued by the Central Plains is by no means groundless, he is really a good person.

"Mr. Chuya!" A familiar subordinate trotted over, "Boss, please go to the office."

"Oh, I see." Zhong Yuanzhong also agreed, and passed the document in his hand to his subordinate, "Help me send this to A. I will discuss the details with him as soon as I come out of the chief's office."

"Uh," said the subordinate in embarrassment, "but, Mr. Nakaya, there is no department A anymore."

"What do you mean?" Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, "He defected? Are you courting death?"

"No, no, no way!" The subordinate hastily denied, do you think everyone is Mr. Dazai and Mr. An He?Normal people are terrified of the execution methods of traitors at the port of Mafia, and they feel toothache just looking at it.

"You will find out when you go to the leader." The subordinate bowed and watched Zhong Yuan Zhongya walk up the transparent elevator car.

No defection... that is death?Zhong Yuanzhong also tugged at his black gloves, thinking casually.Although A is disgusting, whoever kills the cadre of Mafia at the port will be punished, and wait to be crushed by gravity, provocateur.

Mr. Sen probably came to him for this matter, and Zhongyuan Zhong also knocked on the door with his fingers, "Boss, I'm here."

"Come in, Nakaya-kun." Mori Ogai was holding a cup of black tea, and the coffee table in front of him was filled with small cakes and Macron. A person whom he hadn't seen for a long time was sitting next to Alice, and was taking a bite of an egg tart. Looking in the direction of the door.

"Mr. Nakaya, long time no see." I waved happily, "Isn't it a surprise to see me here!"

"...Why are you here!" Zhong Yuanzhong also blurted out, looking at Alice who was holding my arm in a daze, "Can traitors come into the house with a big swagger these days?"

Speaking of which, if the two blacks were dispatched during the Guild battle, Mr. Nakaya's abilities should have been eliminated by Osamu Dazai. He is not a victim of my abilities now.

But it doesn't matter, after all, Mr. Nakaya is easy to deceive and a gentleman, so how could he attack an innocent girl? Young people have to talk about martial arts.

"Mr. Nakaya's words really hurt my heart." I covered my chest with a sad face, "I came here specially to send information for the port mafia, you don't pay a penny for the intelligence fee, how can you insult me Personality?"

Hey, who insulted your personality, isn't what he said the most correct facts?Why are you defectors more arrogant than the other? The mafia is even more shameless.

"Nakaya-kun, Ms. Anhe really came here with good intentions." Mori Ogai held up a few shopping bags next to her, "She also brought Alice a super cute little dress! As expected of Ms. Anhe , the vision is very good!"

"Of course." I proudly puffed out my chest, "I'm a super high school-level coordinator, a full-level player who travels around the world with Qi Nuan, and I'm just a foreign dress, no problem."

When it was over, the two perverts got together, and Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered the brim of his hat, unable to bear to look directly at him.

He chatted with Osamu Dazai during the battle to recapture Q. From Osamu Dazai's flaunting tone, he learned that An and Qianye liked to buy clothes for Osamu Dazai very, very much. Silk, although not as crazy as Mori Ogai, but her photography skills are really good, it is said that there are several thick photo albums at home.

I don't know Mr. Nakaya thinks this way. He must be very envious that such a trivial matter is so impressive.Don't be shy boy, I'd be more than happy to let you be my model!It’s also good to take pictures of children’s clothes once in a while. When I was buying a skirt for Alice, I saw some clothes that were very suitable for Mr. Nakaya. Please try them out!

"Boss, you said that An He brought information, do you mean A's matter?" The sudden ominous sixth sense made Zhong Yuan Zhong also quickly change the subject, "Did something happen to A?"

"An accident...isn't it counted?" I buried my head in eating the cake, and wiped off the cream stained on my lips with my little finger, "Strictly speaking, he's fucked himself."

"?" A huge question mark popped up on Zhongye Zhongya's forehead, who dared do it? A?Is your subject wrong? Isn’t it the jerk mackerel that usually appears in the context when it comes to self-sharks?

"I voluntarily killed myself for the shark." I raised my head from the cream and said very calmly, "Although the details are a little different, the generalization is correct."

I forgot to bring the allegro today, so I can only use the tone of B-BOX to give Mr. Nakaya a quick review of the details.Combining what I know about Fei Jia and the tragedies observed at the scene, the detective's reasoning is inseparable.

"Fyodor? Mikhailovich? Dostoyevsky did something wrong?" Nakahara Nakaya said, "You memorized his name at once, it's so terrifying!" His eyes fell into thought, "What does he want to do?"

A really has plans to usurp the throne, Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly admired this dead colleague.How hard it is to fight against a group of scripts, and finally die because of his own free money. He deserves to be the man who single-handedly lowered the style of the five major cadres of Mafia in the entire port. It is really unpredictable.

I thought you were on the fifth floor, but in fact you are in the basement. The trust in your IQ all these years has been wrongly paid.

"The devil's goal is the top-secret information inside the port Mafia...you replaced A's collection?" Nakahara looked up at me, "What information did he collect?"

"Something useless." I sipped my black tea, "Anyway, Mr. Dazai and I know the information, so don't worry about us leaking the secret." I'm about to ejaculate prematurely, and I can't wait until today.

"What did Ms. Anhe use to replace A's information without him noticing?" Mori Ogai looked at me with a smile, his eyes were full of temptation.

He hasn't forgotten the supernatural ability [reliable little partner] that I made up.

"Because there are my brothers all over the world, Mr. Mori can't understand the distress of being too popular. After all, he is an uncle who dislikes even cute girls." I straightened Alice's crooked bow, "I use ten yuan The three books of street stall literature replaced A’s materials, so don’t underestimate street stall literature! These three books are carefully selected by me! Everyone who reads them will get the baptism of the soul.”

"When you are confused and doubtful about your life, just open this "Postpartum Care of Sows", the professional guide for pregnant women will make you feel the beauty of life and the greatness of maternal love." I am passionate about Amway, "Read this book again "Tractor Operation Guide", how practical! Everyone should have their own tractor, which is a symbol of status! And this "Deciphering? The Nobel Prize is not a dream! It’s a huge clearance sale of three volumes for ten yuan! What are you waiting for, get out your wallet!”

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Mori Ogai: "..."

Alice: "..."

Three people: As expected of An and Qianye, they couldn't figure out her thoughts at all. She really was a genius in Yokohama. It was great that she chose to go with Osamu Dazai. Their port Mafia couldn't accommodate such a giant Buddha.

"Anyway," Mori Ogai pretended to change the subject nonchalantly, "The devil should realize that something is wrong now, will he guess that Miss Anhe did it?"

Even though I asked this question, Fyodor is a fool to guess that there is no one else in this world who can calmly sell the book "Postpartum Care of Sows" to the mafia high-level. Bright, like a disco headlight shining in the dark.

"Of course, but he can't give up his plan." I picked up a piece of waffle with a fork.

Anyway, the worst thing is to eat in prison, and the strong Russian said that he has nothing to fear.

"According to the information I got, the core of the Demon Project is a Russian named Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin," I slowly said the awkward name, their Russian names really It's outrageous, sooner or later I will bite my tongue because of their names, "His ability is called [Plague Feast]."

"Sounds ominous." Mori Ogai commented.

"Actually, it's a special ability for the FFF group," I explained briefly. "It acts on two people to form a cophagic virus. It will stop only when one of them dies. It is very suitable for testing the relationship between couples."

"[Disqualification in the World] is invalid for this?" Mori Ogai asked.

"Well, because the medium for the activation of the ability is the microorganisms in the internal organs, it is quite difficult to directly touch [Disqualification in the World]." Since Fei Jia planned to use it, he must have considered this point.

"Together..." Mori Ogai squeezed his chin, "The person Yokohama wants to destroy the most is... me and Your Highness Fukuzawa?"

"Yeah, don't you think it's very exciting?" I said with a smile, "It's like playing Russian roulette, a game with very national characteristics."

"He won't have a chance," Zhong Yuanzhong also broke his knuckles and sneered, "Watch me crush them."

"Well, the information has been delivered, I'm full of snacks, I should go back." I reluctantly put down the small Macron, "But it's not easy to find the devil, you don't buy his account, Maybe he'll switch to another strategy."

"It's free for the first time. Welcome to buy online information later. You can call me any time you want." I made a vertical "six" with my hand to act as a phone, and shook it in my ear, "Price Fairness, children and elders do not deceive."

"What will happen to the debt?" Mori Ogai asked curiously.

"Hmm..." I looked up and thought for a while, "The last person who owed me my wages was a devil, and then I sold him as a tool to make money! Of course I won't be rude to customers, It's just fishing for sunk costs, man, man."

Let’s put away the murderous look in your eyes before saying this, Mori Ogai thought silently, although it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, the person who loves money like life has never collapsed, you deserve to be the legend who will never be OOC.

I happily walked out of the Mafia building in the port, being stopped all the way.At first I thought they were here to find fault with me, but a strong man with two black sunglasses in a suit took out a pink figure of a girl with cat ears from his pocket, and coyly said that he wanted to sign it.

I stared at the demon girl with cat ears holding a mackerel allegro for two seconds, and waved my hand to leave my name.

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"It's so warm." My hands were sore from writing, and I finally got away from the port of Mafia, pulled the car parked by the willow tree and got in the car, stretching long.

"Thank you." Dazai Osamu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, stretched out his hand to rub my hair, and leaned over to exchange a quick kiss with me, "Mr. Mori, did you make things difficult for Qianye?"

"It's so sweet in your mouth, what did you eat?" Before I could answer, Osamu Dazai murmured in a short breath, deepening the kiss.

"...I ate cake." I stuck out a little tip of my tongue to show him, "and jam and cream."

That is, he was not bullied and was treated well.With one hand on the steering wheel, Osamu Dazai lowered the window while stepping on the accelerator.

The wind blew the shattered hair on his forehead, and cast a blurred shadow in his kite-colored eyes. Osamu Dazai asked lazily, "With Mr. Mori and the president all prepared, Qianye thinks that the devil What will you do?"

"Fei Jia?" I thought for a while, "Since concealment is ineffective, he might make a big mess."

Hearing my words, Osamu Dazai looked over unhappily, "Fei Jia? Why did you call me so affectionate?"

Is there something wrong with your focus? I looked at him suspiciously, "Because his name is so long, you'll bite your tongue when you read it all."

Well done, perfectly convincing him.Osamu Dazai was silent for two seconds, "Wouldn't it be better to use Majin instead?"

"Because we know each other quite well, so there's no need to call him by his nickname, right?" Devil, this name is too domineering, and I don't think it's suitable for Fei Jia, who is delicate and frail.

He is as beautiful as Sister Lin, how could she say such vulgar words to him!

"Let's talk about business." I cleared my throat. "Pushkin's ability activation conditions are not strict. If he wants to, it's not difficult to use the ability on a large scale."

This guy seems to be psychologically distorted. He regards himself as a mortal and likes to attack the elites of society. According to him, "Ordinary people like me can be forgiven no matter what they do, and the elites will die with despair!"

I think his logic is very strange: He is a supernatural person, how can he be an ordinary person?Don't look down on the real ordinary people, the ordinary people are the real ones.

"Although Pushkin only likes to attack the elite, his will is not important. He is just a tool man." I said mercilessly, "How to use him depends entirely on Fei and Moren's ideas."

"The best option to destroy the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia is of course to let Mr. Mori and Mr. Fukuzawa eat together, but if this way doesn't work, he can refer to Guild's approach."

If you can't break through with a point, then you will directly force the palace.

[The Feast of the Plague], the plague never only spreads between two people.

"If this incident is not handled well, the final result may be a zombie siege?" I bit my finger, "No, no, no, his plague can't make people mutate, it's just a normal disease."

Eat together... only one can live between two people...

I tapped my palm, "I understand!"

This is not a zombie siege or doomsday escape script, this is a team building activity of the FFF team!It's the roar and growl from a single dog!

"Wait, it's still not right." I suddenly realized again, how could Pushkin guarantee that every pair of cophagosomes were lovers, and could the people of Yokohama really make a miracle balance?If it doesn't exist, the number of lemon essence must be more than the fate of mandarin ducks.

"That's right! I understand, I understand everything!" I said firmly, "Pushkin didn't want to break up the couple in Yokohama, he wanted to help everyone find true love!"

What occasion is most likely to produce love?There is no doubt that it is the drawbridge effect.

What kind of love is the most exciting?There is no doubt that they are in love and kill each other.

"As expected of a person with superpowers called the Queen Mother on the Tao, I thought he was on the second floor, but in fact he is on the fifth floor, which is beyond my imagination." I am so admired, I underestimated this fat house with Michelin tires , he is not a bad person, he clearly has a heart of great love that cannot be broken or established!

Teacher Pushkin's small love class: teach you how to save your life under the hands of the person you fell in love with at first sight. The first trial is free, and one course only costs 998. Friends, don't you feel tempted?

At this moment, I have already figured out all the details. No matter how Fei Jia changes the form, he cannot change the most essential core.Remember, look at the quadrant!

Master, I got it!

"Qianye, what do you... understand?" Osamu Dazai had question marks all over his head. He looked at the excited girl beside him, and wondered for the first time whether he didn't understand a girl's heart at all.

What do you understand?Say it!He doesn't understand!

"Everything, I understand everything." I said calmly and steadily, as calm as listening to a master's lecture, and let the world be disturbed, I just look at Yun Juan Yun Shu.

After all, Osamu Dazai is Osamu Dazai. He hurriedly flipped through the script in his hand, linked to the love masterpiece "Teaching You How to Read Women's Hearts", and then used his smart brain to think carefully. Finally, Osamu Dazai came up with the correct answer. Eyes glazed over.

No... He just wants to know one thing: How did Qianye imagine the hell on earth as a love-killing pink bubble drama?What had gone wrong that made her think of this?

"Is this the thinking logic of a girl after falling in love?" Osamu Dazai was very distressed. He thought that Qianye's brain circuit was already weird enough before, but he didn't expect it to be even more weird now, and the ghosts blossomed and became popular.

And the cause of all this is because they are in love.

Osamu Dazai: If I am guilty, please let the law punish me instead of making me laugh to death with Qianye.

The author has something to say: Qianye: The so-called famous detective is a peerless clever ghost who can finally get 99.99% correct answers with 0.01% reasoning + 100% evidence!

Zai: Hahahahahaha (I can't breathe from laughing)