In order to survive, I do many jobs

Devil, Fyodor, full name Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky.

What a long name!I don't remember it at all.

As expected of a fighting nation, even the name is full of dominance that can fight bears.

I was in awe, imagining in my mind the appearance of a muscular man holding a mace Ola Ola Ola, and I couldn't help but gasp.

He must be a ruthless man who can clip bullets with his chest muscles. In winter, he pours a whole bottle of vodka and jumps into the river for a winter swim. His body temperature is enough to evaporate the entire glacier.

The toughest of toughs, the toughest of toughs.

Is such a person actually a Wisdom School?It's not that I discriminate, I think a ruthless person who can stun a bear with one punch doesn't need to play tricks, just be as tough as Mr. Nakaya.

Although Mr. Nakaya is short and petite, but his small body has great energy, which is very respectable.

After listening to my excellent reasoning, Osamu Dazai showed an indescribable expression, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, he showed an expression of internal injury.

"I, hahahahahaha, cough, cough..." Osamu Dazai covered his mouth and coughed, laughing so hard that his head almost fell off while sitting in the police car, causing the policeman who was driving to look back frequently.

Policeman: Are you epileptic?Do you want to drive directly to the hospital for emergency treatment?

Me: ... Please don't look at me like that!I do not know him!We are just strangers who happened to meet by chance, please don't graft your strange impression on me!Please mess with me!

"Qianye..." Laughing, Osamu Dazai suddenly fell on top of me, clutching his stomach, "I laughed until my stomach hurts...it hurts..."

you deserve it!I thought viciously.

Once again, although it seems very unconvincing, I am indeed not a cross talk actor, I am a detective, please keep this in mind.

Shinichi Kudo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked out the window and asked himself why he didn't ride in the same car with Lan, but insisted on being crowded with the comedian duo behind him.

"I'm going to the police station to give a statement later, can't you be more serious?" Kudo Shinichi couldn't bear it anymore. Normal people were involved in a murder case and were taken into a police car. Shouldn't they be trembling with fear?Why did you openly talk about cross talk in the back seat?

Me: ...Again, I didn't talk about cross talk, this is a serious and excellent reasoning!Intelligent reasoning!

"Ah, confession." Osamu Dazai finally laughed enough, took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, and slowly sent a text message to Ango who was about to go bald in Yokohama.

Dazai: Ango, Chiya-chan and I were caught in a police station to give a statement^_^

Ango: ...you killed someone?Didn't you just arrive in Tokyo for a day?

what happened!It is said to be good and clean up, restrain yourself, restrain yourself.

"Qianye, Anwu wronged us." Osamu Dazai handed me the phone in aggrieved manner, and I became angry when I saw it.

"It's too much Mr. Ango!" I was filled with righteous indignation, "It's fine to doubt Mr. Dazai, but how can you doubt me who is weak!"

I, an innocent boy, would do anything for money, murder and set fire, and if I don’t have money, I don’t want to go out, how could he insult my personality!

"Is this the point?" Osamu Dazai said dissatisfiedly, "Give Qianye another chance to organize his words."

Ah, I see, I'll change it right now.

"Mr. Ango is too much!" I was furious, "I shot with Mr. Dazai, how could I be caught by the police! He is insulting our professionalism!"

Are you government officials looking down on our mafia!

Kudo Shinichi, Police Brother:? ? ?

You two have a big problem, needless to say, see you.

Heh, you said it as if the bureau could keep us locked up, naive.

Osamu Dazai and I were very calm after the self-destruct truck, not because we believed in the efficiency of Mr. Ango, but because the defection of a well-known mafia cadre in Yokohama is quite famous in the whole world, and those who should have received the news have already known this matter.

To allow us to temporarily settle down in Tokyo, the Supernatural Secret Service Division must have informed Scepter4, who is in charge of the settlement of supernatural beings.

They should have sent someone over by now, the Blue Clan, I'm a little curious about what kind of person they are.

"Who are you?" Kudo Shinichi couldn't help asking, "I know that the murder case just now has nothing to do with you, but the smell of blood on your body..."

The handsome young man who was always smiling in the back seat smelled so strong that it was almost suffocating, and he could feel the instinctive fear just by looking at it.

The black-haired girl next to him was better than him, but occasionally there was a chilling indifference in her eyes, like a seasoned hunter picking and choosing prey.

"Bloody smell?" I pulled up my sleeves and sniffed it. It's no problem. The milk-scented shower gel smells cute and lovely for girls.

What happened to Kudo boy?Yukimura-kun played a set of five-sense loss balls and deprived of the sense of smell?

Well, anyway, I think Yukimura-kun's every game is like a large-scale illusion show, which makes me want to break my head with him.

"Well, why don't you go to the hospital later?" I said worriedly, "If you are sick, you should be treated as soon as possible. You are young..."

"No, please shut up." Kudo Shinichi turned his head silently, refusing to communicate with me.

He shouldn't be in the car, he should be under the car.

"The bloody smell he mentioned should be me." Osamu Dazai fiddled with the phone's buttons casually, "Is it so obvious? I thought I was well disguised."

A famous detective who can be praised by the public has good eyesight.

I showed doubts on my face, and went to Osamu Dazai to sniff it. As always, it had a light medicinal scent, pure and gentle, and there was no problem except that it reminded people of the desolate water color and the hazy death.

Hmm...maybe a detective's sense of smell is different from that of an ordinary person.Putting aside my doubts for the time being, I opened the favorite shopping site page and showed it to Osamu Dazai.

"Mr. Dazai, buy one get one free for this shower gel. Let's buy this one. It smells like peach. I think it matches Mr. Dazai." I showed him the coupon, "There are also cross-store discounts. Look at mine. Isn't it full of wisdom to save money when you make a single order?"

Dazai Osamu and I browsed the shopping website with great interest, and there were strange voices from the back seat from time to time, "Oh, this is great" and "Buy three, get one free, let's fool Mr. Odasaku to make an order together".

Kudo Shinichi was completely speechless: let this suffocating journey end, I want to get off.

The torturous drive finally came to an end, and Kudo boy seemed to get off the car. I lowered my head to place an order on a shopping website while walking, and grabbed Osamu Dazai's sleeve as a handrail with the other hand.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome, come here and sign." An impatient male voice sounded very familiar, as if scolding the iron-headed Akutagawa Mr. Dazai.

?what happened?Akutagawa Ryunosuke is not here again, Dazai Osamu was still happy just now, who made him angry again?Sign, sign what word?Did I miss an episode?

I raised my head subconsciously, "Alright Mr. Dazai, but why are you suddenly angry..."

In the middle of speaking, my voice stopped abruptly.

The blue-haired young man in uniform with a saber had an irritable expression on his handsome face, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his handsome face. Scepter4's car was parked aside, and the identity of the visitor was clear at a glance.

I was terrified, "Isn't Mr. Dazai who spoke just now?"

supernatural event!

"It's not me." Osamu Dazai and Fushimi Saruhiko, who were being pulled by my sleeves, looked at each other, "It's really... an astonishing coincidence."

The voices of these two people are exactly the same, as similar as Detective Boy and Qi Shen.

Double Dazai Osamu, double happiness, I can.

"Sign." Fushimi Saru Hiko shook the list in his hand, "I got into trouble on the first day in Tokyo... Tsk, what exactly is the head of the office thinking?"

His voice is like Mr. Dazai who is young, mixed with unsteady impatience and boredom, it is a super novel experience for me, so I can't help but want to tease him to say a few more words.

Record, let me record!

"Qianye-chan~" Osamu Dazai put his hand on my shoulder and exerted a slight force, "Although I am glad that Qianye likes my voice so much, can you stop looking at others with such impolite eyes? Impolite."

You can tell what you're thinking just by looking at your eyes. Is it because I can't hold the knife anymore or are you drifting away?

Osamu Dazai, death warning.

"Cut." I turned my head, I was angry that there was no good show to watch.

I took the pen from the lady at the front desk, wrote my name stroke by stroke, and handed the pen to Osamu Dazai.

Looking back, Kudo Shinichi's expression was indescribable.

See you at the agreed game?How come you were released on bail before the questioning started?

The naive detective boy: Are you related?

I nodded: Yes, otherwise?

If Osamu Dazai and I hadn't voluntarily cooperated, do you think the police could invite us into the car?

If we cooperated so well, if the police in Yokohama saw us, we would hug Osamu Dazai's thigh and weep bitterly, lamenting that our life was worthwhile.

"About this case, do you know anything hidden?" Kudo Shinichi stopped me from leaving and asked seriously.

A teenager chasing the truth with insatiable curiosity.

This case is full of weirdness. It is the detective's dereliction of duty to only grasp the murderer on the surface while ignoring the inner turmoil.

If you want to check, you have to check to the end.

"Huh? It would be better if you didn't know." I shook my head. "This is not something that high school students can get involved in."

"Aren't you also a high school student?" Kudo Shinichi said dissatisfied, "Why are you so double-standard."

Did you see it?Old double-standard person, hit me if you have any opinions, slightly slightly.

Can you compare with me?I am a great existence destined to become the king of the youngest. Today's enemy may be tomorrow's boss. Excellent youngsters are sisters everywhere.

Jungle, who was involved in the case, was the next home I had found a long time ago.If the devil named Thief has an organization under his banner, there will be a chance to use his salary to support Osamu Dazai in the future, so I won't easily make enemies.

Seeing Kudo Shinichi's resentful face, I kindly comforted him and said, "Officer Megure won't tell you, it's the same if it were your father."

For the affairs of the other world, it is safer for the residents of the outside world not to get involved.

I'm really doing it for your own good. This is not the detective game you usually play. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

Your enemies are more cruel than you can imagine, and you, with your innocence, cannot comprehend the horror of the deepest darkness.

But looking at Kudo's expression, I'm afraid he won't let it go.

"How about this, young man, I think you have a strange skeleton, and you will definitely be a great big shot in the future. Let's make a bet." I had a flash of inspiration, "I'll tell you if you win."

"What bet?" The boy who refused to admit defeat asked without hesitation.

"Here, it's this game." I pointed to the icon of the bald boy to show him, "I'll tell you the truth whenever you rank higher than me."

Children learn what kind of mafia, isn't it fun to go home and play games?

"The Detective Series of Bald Boys?" Kudo Shinichi smiled disdainfully and asked me confidently. "Do you know who I am?"

"I know, you are the son of Mr. Kudo Yusaku." I spread my hands, "Although this game is linked with your father's "Night Baron" series, reading his book does not mean you can play this game well. .”

"Hmph." Kudo Shinichi took out his handheld, logged into his No. [-] account on the server, and showed it to me, "Since you also play this game, you must know my ID."

He is the famous fifth in the whole server, a man who stands out from a bunch of reasoning wizards, how about it, be afraid!

"Being able to find this game shows that you have a good eye." Kudo Shinichi spread his hands happily, "I won, give me the information."

During this period of time, the No.6 "Ganle" was going crazy like a chicken blood, and Kudo Shinichi almost became a "bald boy" in order to keep his ranking.

The weight of the top five in the whole server is completely different from the top ten in the whole server. The former is more powerful, and it is more face-saving when you take it out.

"My dad taught me to fly a plane in Hawaii?" I read out his ID, thoughtfully, "So it's you, you have a good name."

But boy, you are still too young to know the dangers of society.

I am a disciple taught by Osamu Dazai, but all the bets I make are based on my 100% possibility of winning, and there is absolutely no failure.

I calmly took out my handheld, calmly logged in to my No. [-] account in the whole server, and showed my ID name, which is golden and blind.

The weight of the top five in the whole server and the top ten in the whole server is completely different, so how does the number one in the whole server compare with the fifth in the whole server?

The top chef who cooks mackerel, the ID who swept all the galgame boards with the strongest name, everyone in the game industry is frightened.

Legend has it that gamers must devoutly eat a mackerel before deciding to break the record, in order to pray for the blessing of the game god.Thanks to my blessing, the sales of Japanese mackerel have increased significantly compared with the previous year, supporting countless fishermen who depend on it for survival.

Why is mackerel suddenly in short supply among game nerds?Sociologists have devoted themselves to research for a long time, but still haven't found out who is behind the scenes. This can only be attributed to the power of people's superstition and metaphysics.

I am the instigator of everything, smiling without saying a word.

Don't offend women, especially women who can play games, you have no idea in what magical field I will unleash my evil revenge.

Kudo Shinichi's fingers trembled, and the shallow vanity of high school students was crumbling.

I looked at him with pity, sighed and said, "It's been more than a month, and your progress is only 2% more than before?"

Is the cute Ganle sauce going to overtake on a curve?The younger generation really worked hard.

"I only have one question." Kudo Shinichi was silent for a long time, and hit the nail on the head, "Why did you choose such a weird name?"

"How strange!" I became angry instantly, "Isn't 'my dad taught me to fly a plane in Hawaii' not weird? My name is so fresh, refined and poetic, with rich connotations and elegant words. You don't know how to appreciate it!"

"No, based on my many years of experience in judging cases, there must be a conspiracy in your name." Kudo Shinichi regained the sharpness of a famous detective, "Are you implicating someone?"

"Cough cough." Dazai Osamu, who had been watching the theater beside me for a long time, suddenly coughed twice, and glanced at me indifferently.

I was like a cat caught by the back of the neck, and the sound was instantly silenced.

No, I didn't persuade you, it was just a strategic retreat!I will not change my great title of becoming famous, this is the backbone of the God of Games!

"Leave quickly when you've had enough trouble." Fushimi Saru Hiko urged irritably, "I still have work, and the head of the office will order people around."

I saw a feeling of sympathy and sympathy in his eyes. Young man, your voice is exactly the same as Dazai Osamu, but haven't you learned his great method of fishing?It seems that your boss, Mr. Beeson, is a beast.

It's rare to go out for a walk to digest food in a leisurely way, and to scatter yourself into a mess, it's really a bad time.

Back in our new home, I collapsed on the sofa on the first floor exhausted, and waved to Osamu Dazai weakly, "Mr. Dazai, go wash it first, I have to pack things for school tomorrow."

The new home is a smaller two-story single-family house. The first floor is a living room, kitchen and study, and the second floor has just two rooms and a bathroom.

Osamu Dazai was dragging the bandages on his wrists to the bathroom while he kept asking me about the school, fulfilling his duty as a guardian.

"It's not that I'm completely unfamiliar with Ice Tei." I took out my phone and opened Jungle and said, "I went to see Yukimura-kun—my friend's game before, and I met people from the Ice Tei Tennis Club."

That young man called Yushi Ninzu still wanted to tease me, but he was impressed by my superb teasing skills, intending to worship me as a teacher and tease all the beautiful girls in the world.

I turned around and told the coach of their tennis department about it, and gave him extra training for a week.

Oh, will I let you harm the lovely young ladies? Girls are the treasures of the world.

I clicked on the chat interface with Brother Milk. The last time we chatted, he invited me to play ranked and I pigeonholed him.

Me: Can cuckoo be called a pigeon?Definitely next time, definitely next time.

The top chef who cooks mackerel: brother, sister is here.

I don't want milk: ?Are you toxic?

Tsk, the dead child is not polite.

While recalling the 108 ways to educate bear children in my mind, I sent him the news of today's event and the devil.

The top chef who cooks mackerel: ...It's probably like this, Lord Green King, please be careful, the harm of public opinion is unpredictable, it's better to get out as soon as possible.

Bishuiliu: Thank you, I see.

"Hey!" I urgently called to my leader, "This person is..."

Flow, flow better than water, is the real name of the Green King?

"He actually used his real name to surf the Internet." I rubbed my chin, "Aren't you afraid of exposing your privacy... Well, the king who is squatting at home doesn't need to care about this."

But I haven't added him as a friend. Milk brother sent a friend application at the beginning, and I can only chat if I pass it. How can you abuse your private rights?

Well, he's king, and he has capricious power.

I glanced at the name with the administrator logo on the friend list, and I knew that the time to join Jungle was not far away.

[Cub, look at your experience bar. 】My commander exclaimed, I clicked on Jungle's level progress bar, and found that the stagnant progress during this period of time has rushed forward a lot.

"It's really generous." The newly added points are enough for me to win more than [-] rounds of games with Milk Brother, which is worthy of being a king.

"I like him a little bit." I said happily to the system, "He's very talkative, and he's very energetic."

It was just a message, not only did I reply in person, thank you politely, but also gave me tangible benefits.

After a set of combos, I have no resistance at all.I'm already looking forward to working at Jungle.

Although working for anyone is a part-time job, but a good boss is a good thing you can't ask for.Getting a job without supernatural powers is the best affirmation for me and makes me full of energy.

"Flow?" Gojo Sukuna, who was suddenly intercepted from the chat interface, kicked the game console, "Have you finished chatting, I want to make an appointment with her for a game."

"I'm afraid not, Sukuna." Bishui Liu turned the chat interface for him to see, "Miss Anhe is going to school tomorrow, and she texted me good night and said she was going to sleep."

"How is it possible," Gojo Sukuna pursed her lips, "She is a night owl, who would wander around the forum every time after saying good night, and I have caught her several times."

"According to the data analysis, there are still two hours before Miss Anhe's average sleep time." Bishuiliu said, "But she has already sent her good night, so I shouldn't disturb her anymore, Sukuna."

That's right, I send you good night just to tell you that the chat is over, and it's my happy surfing time, please don't disturb my good time of entertaining myself.

Look at your king, and then look at you, little brother, you don't understand the world at all.

"Hmm...Brother Milk, are you a dropout?" I chatted with the system while packing my schoolbag, "Children nowadays, if they don't go to school well, they can get along like ducks in water."

Sir, times have changed!

[Has the result of Zai Zai's classification come out? ] My commander asked me with concern, 【Is there anyone I know? 】

"Wow, I am impressed by my flirtatious skills, the defeated Ninzu-kun and the gorgeous Atobe-san." I looked at the class list saved in the photo album, "I have a hunch that my campus bullying will continue again."

I have changed three schools, and my deskmates are still all beauties. What should I do if I am a strong person?

"I was supposed to be a treasure held in the palms of my ladies and sisters, but Lan Yan took my life, and the girls couldn't see my lovable heart through my strong appearance." I sighed, "Anyone else Campus bullying, I'll just kill her and do it cleanly."

It's not in vain for all the little tricks of destroying corpses and traces that I stole from my apprenticeship during the period of studying art in the Mafia.

How does the fighting power of Shinozuzu and Atobe-san's support club compare with that of Yukimura-kun and Kise-kun?I'm looking forward to it.

The bloody campus life is about to kick off.

"Take time to find Brother Bourbon this weekend, and start my first lesson of Gunslinger, Fighting!" I clenched my fists to cheer myself up.

Without the strict defense of the port mafia, my career will flourish.

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Qianye: Enough is enough, you princes are really enough, give me back my beautiful sister.

Xinyi, immersed himself in the bitter game: I don't believe that I can't win——

Lin Ye:?What's the matter, can't you let the lovely Ganle sauce?Incomprehensible guy.