In order to survive, I do many jobs

Brother Milk's anger cannot be conveyed to me through the network cable, and I have no other distractions when I devote myself to work.

Wouldn't someone actually chat with the autoresponder?No way no way.

And the five Sukuna on the auto-reply bar: ... (slammed the phone angrily)

I wrote furiously and finished my homework with a 99% correct rate, and then opened the document that Mr. Dazai gave me with a serious attitude.

According to this progress, Dongda should be in order.

Work-study program, excellent in character and learning, I am a three-good student.

The working hours are always so long, I took a sip of the special matcha latte, and when I looked up again, a sharp eagle-like gaze pierced my temple, and I was startled.

Oh, you are sick, you have a heart attack, can you call an ambulance?

Which dear friend came to pick things up?The doubts in my heart were swept away when I saw Hanhan's vodka. This long-haired man with fierce eyes must be Vodka's beloved big brother-gin.

I have admired my name for a long time, I have admired my name for a long time.

Qin Jiu was dressed in a black coat, with a strong figure and eyes like a wolf, which could stop children from crying at night, and looked like a vicious party.

It's a pity that I didn't panic at all after experiencing Akutagawa Ryunosuke's stare.

Gin has an almost condensed bloody smell, and it comes with a horrible BGM, which is extremely horrifying.

Unfortunately, I am a brave girl who witnessed Osamu Dazai's torture with my own eyes.

On villains, port mafia, platoons.

Having said that, it's just an appointment to meet undercover reserve soldiers, but they actually need to dispatch the top card of the organization. How bad is this organization?

It can't be that only Gin is working seriously in the whole organization... Am I trapped in a bald organization again?Come on, am I the chosen social animal? !

No, absolutely not.

Facing Gin's murderous aura, I activated my ability silently. Facing the vicious gangsters of the black organization, it is reasonable to strike first.

[Schrödinger's Two or Five Boys], it's time to show your true strength!

Even the topkiller known as the traitor nemesis has no possibility of rebelling against me. Your vigilance and suspicion are just useless. Apart from Osamu Dazai, there is no one like me who is a detective? An and Qianye can't handle it.

To my surprise, Gin Jiu's gaze at me did not soften in the slightest, it just changed from looking at a corpse to looking at a fool.

My ability is stuck?

I stared at him for a long time, and finally realized that it turned out to be the case—he regarded me as a female version of vodka!

Damn, you don't know what a disrespectful thing you did to the beautiful girl!Apologize, apologize to me!

I, who is smart enough to be praised by Dazai-san, cannot accept such humiliation!

Wow, is vodka the guy that Gin trusts the most?I remember clearly that vodka was just his driving brother.

What?Does this mean that even if I join the Black Organization, I can only be this guy's driving girl?I do not accept!

I stared grimly at the gin, thinking of a hundred and eight ways to blow his head off.

I'm a noble [-]-year-old boy, not an exclusive driver, please make it clear to me.

"Brother, Anhe is Xinal's daughter." Vodka introduced, "She is now a close aide of Osamu Dazai, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia."

Confidant?I was stunned when I heard this word, and then I thought about it, it seems that this is right.

Hmm... When I first entered Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, I just wanted a leisurely clerical job. How did I get promoted all the way to become a confidant of a cadre?

Sure enough, it was all because I was too good.

"Xinar..." Gin obviously has an impression of an infatuated woman like my mother, it's good my mother, you haven't been too hot to be too humble.

"Since it's Xinar's daughter, it's okay to entrust you with the undercover work." Qin Jiu sneered, "As long as you don't have any weird thoughts."

Whatever you say, tell me the salary first.My heart is calm and peaceful, and the years are quiet and good, and I see no threat from gin.

And the marksmanship teachers Bourbon and Ley that Vodka mentioned before, hurry up, arrange for me!My learning soul is burning.

"Tell me first, how many secrets can you find out about Gang Hei." Gin Jiu ignored my request and said to himself.

I really want to beat him, but I can't beat him, I hate him so much.

The secrets of Hong Kong and black...for example?

Ogai Mori is a young girl, Osamu Dazai is a self-proclaimed shark maniac, Chuya from Nakahara comes with a lot of money, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa is too aggressive to butcher the chef without explaining?

If you want to know this, I can tell you about three days and three nights without a break.Hong Kong black, weirdo concentration camp.

One day there will be a deceptive behavior award, and my colleagues must have their names.

Although I am born a sophomore and only loyal to myself, people always have biases.

I have a stronger sense of belonging to the Port Mafia than a distillery with an undecided codename Qingqi whose taste is worrying about its vicious boss.

The main reason is that there is Dazai in Hong Kong. As I said before, I have a natural sense of contempt for people who can be affected by my abilities. I will never approve of people who cannot convince me in terms of talent and value.

Don't look at me as a comedian, I have a lot of pride in my heart.

Only Osamu Dazai can be called my lifelong enemy.

Woohoo, I've praised you so much, please cut me down in the next report, the child's hand is about to break.

Qin Jiu has a fierce attitude, will I be afraid of him?Just kidding, even if the information I tell him is useless, he can't do anything to me.

It's fine to fool around casually, in order to be worthy of the double salary, I will give you the information that should be provided, you get what you pay for, no deception.

Businessmen are so particular.

Gin and I were halfway through the conversation when suddenly a phone call left. With my keen hearing, there should be a big beauty on the other side.

It's still a mature and beautiful big sister, I like it too.

Luxury cars, cigarettes, famous wine, beauties.

The life of the black organization is full of corruption!I admire it.

Vodka stayed for me to do newcomer training. It was said to be training, but it was actually a gossip and complaints women's club.

Gossip is good, who doesn't like gossip, I admit that I am a layman.

quick!Tell me about Gin's emotional history!I want to hear his story of suffering but not being loved but not knowing!Saying it makes me happy and happy.

However, Vodka doesn't know about his elder brother's love life, tsk, what's the use of you.

Without even a source of happiness, this broken organization will end sooner or later.

Staying in this kind of organization with no future, where should my money go.

"Sure enough, the situation forced the second and fifth sons." I learned from the painful experience, "There is no such thing as an iron job in the Mafia, and civil servants are still reliable."

Even if I am afraid of the risk of baldness, I have to gradually approach the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and I will rely on it to clean up and go ashore in the future.

Vodka promised me that it would take me to see a free teacher in a few days, and the organization would also provide me with a gun.

"Then how much salary and benefits can I get?" I showed a classic Grandet expression, slammed the vodka against the corner of the wall, and asked.

No one can change the subject under the tyrant's posture, you must answer this question head-on!

"Uh, this... I, I can't decide..." Vodka was sweating on his forehead, and retreated silently under my murderous gaze, "I will fight for it from Big Brother! We will give you as much as Hong Kong and black give you!"

Hong Kong and black even gave me a meal allowance!Can you give it?

On this condition, do you still have the nerve to let someone else betray the original organization and serve as an undercover agent for you?shameless.

I let out a "tsk" and let go of my hand.

All right, it's double salary anyway, so I accepted this part-time job.

I packed up the documents on the table, carried the cute little fox schoolbag on my back, and set off to the destination—the Port Mafia.

"I'm back, Mr. Dazai! This is today's paperwork." I pushed open the door of Dazai's office with rare excitement.

Sure enough, distance creates beauty, and after seeing each other for a day, Dazai Osamu's face half covered by bandages showed a trace of kindness.

"Welcome back—" Osamu Dazai dragged out his voice, "Did Qianye encounter anything interesting on the first day of school?"

"Ah, yes. My deskmate is very popular, and he established a support club just after school..." I complained to Osamu Dazai while sorting out the materials.

As we talked, I inexplicably felt that our conversation was a bit like the daily life of a mother and daughter.

Hmm... It's my illusion, right?

The matter of the club was mentioned briefly, and the matter of the cafe was not mentioned a word. I impromptuly said a cross talk, which successfully made Osamu Dazai laugh like a salted fish.

"Pfft, hahaha, Qianye is so interesting." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "With Qianye gone, Hong Kong gangsters have become meaningless."

There is a little bit of danger in this statement.

"Even so, I am also a flower of my motherland, please let my study water me." I was afraid that Osamu Dazai would tell him the tiger-wolf words that made me drop out of school and go home and tell him cross talk every day, so I hurriedly interrupted him.

I'm not a comedian, crab.

Osamu Dazai casually flipped through the report I brought back, gently holding a corner of the paper with his slender fingers, and glanced sideways at me.

"A document written by Qianye in a coffee shop? I thought you wouldn't go to this kind of shop where you have to spend money to get a seat."

"Are you waiting for someone?" He leaned down and looked into my eyes, "You look very happy, have you waited?"

"I came back almost half an hour late. You guys had a good chat."

"What did you talk about, tell me too."

Just home late!Could it be that I fell in love with Kise-kun at first sight and invited him to make a private appointment for life before I came back too late?What have I exposed?I myself don't know what I can expose!

Bugs and cameras checked previously, none.That cafe is definitely not a shop owned by Hong Kong Hei, and the customers who stayed in the cafe at the same time as me were ordinary students.

Is it because I am too poor to drink coffee just because the paperwork is stained with the aroma of coffee?

Director, I applied to take away Osamu Dazai's script, this is definitely cheating.

My inner drama has already finished singing Farewell My Concubine, but on the surface I look as usual, very calm.

In three seconds, I want to come up with a reasonable explanation that can convince Osamu Dazai.

In this game of life, I am about to play GG.

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Qianye: It's not fair!When did Osamu Dazai get the script!

Zai: Although Qianye-chan's appearance of desperately making excuses is cute, but the time is coming, have you figured it out?

Famous detectives? Can An and Qianye overcome this death crisis and successfully introduce the black mud spirit into the ditch?