King of 25 Cubs

"Don't hit, don't hit, I'm sorry I was joking."

Bourbon held back a smile and snatched the rag from my hand, and gave it back to the maid.

He came close to my ear and lowered his voice: "The specific work, let's talk about it later in the evening."

All in all, I now have one more identity - Bourbon's assistant.

I thought he would absorb me into the winery, but I never expected that he didn't mention the winery at all.

"About your reward, I will give you this amount every time you complete a mission."

He made a number with his fingers.

In an instant, Bourbon was no longer a human being in my eyes, it was piles of shiny golden ten thousand dollar bills!

I jumped in front of him and cheered: "Dad, you are my father!"

Although I can also buy lottery tickets, who thinks there is too much money?

What's more, I don't want to shoot myself if I have nothing to do, it hurts too much.

Bourbon took me aside and said angrily, "Why do you have a problem with Gao Sui?"

"Look up to the goddess!" I said proudly, "It's the father who gives the money!"

Bourbon lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes weakly, "I didn't sleep well last night, and now my blood pressure is a bit high."

I raised my right hand and said solemnly, "I swear to Qian, I won't play disco at night."

Bourbon's blood pressure dropped immediately, he quickly got up from the sofa, and said solemnly: "Your job is to sneak into the port of Mafia and help me investigate a person."

He dipped his fingertips in the tea and wrote three words on the glass coffee table - "Baldhead Qiang".

The tone of the system is pleasant:

[Wow, I'm investigating myself! 】

I:"……"

Bourbon raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you know this person?"

"No." I said nonchalantly, "Judging by the name, this person must be bald. I don't know anyone with a bald head."

[Yes, host, you really don't know other bald heads, you are a bald head yourself. 】

I think the system is gloating.

"This 'bald strong' is the bottom of the port Mafia, and died in an air crash not long after the new leader took over."

Toru Amuro wiped off the water on the coffee table with a paper towel, and said solemnly, "I suspect that this person is not dead, but joined another organization under Mori Ogai's instruction."

Although the colleagues in the secret service department always scolded Mori Ogai in the office, "the old white face has no good intentions", because every time Mafia at the port has troubles, he has to work overtime.

But this time, he was really wronged.

In fact, my process of joining the winery was not complicated and not so much intrigue.

One day, when I was sorting out information from 20 years ago in the Secret Service Division, I found an old file bag from the pile of old papers.

There is a stack of photos in the file bag. The people in the photos all belong to an organization named after wine.

In that stack of photos, I found my father, and there was a red stamp on the photo—【Missing Persons】

As I said before, when I was a child living with my mother, I secretly saw pictures of my biological father in her place.

Although the person in that photo looked much younger than the one I saw when I was young, probably only about 20 years old, I still recognized it at a glance.

Why can you recognize it at a glance?

Because the man is a little bald.

It's too miserable, I'm only 20 years old, how come I'm bald?

But better than me, I was bald when I was fifteen.

Because I was in another world, I didn't think too much when I saw the photos, I just thought it was a new experience given to me by the system, that is, "going undercover in a winery".

I used the administrative authority of the Supernatural Secret Service Section to find information about Scotland, that is, Zhu Fu Jingguang, and then started to make plans—first, I brought snacks and supper to the Secret Service Section to invigorate the atmosphere in Corey, and left some tempting food behind. Xiang Xiang finally managed to annoy Mr. Ango, who was addicted to work, and was thrown back to school by him.

Out of the control of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, my plan has been half successful.

I found Zhu Fu Jingguang with my father's photo, and said straight to the point: "I want to join the organization."

Now that I think about it, this is just bullying Zhu Fu Jingguang for his good temper. If it was replaced by bourbon or gin, there would be a high probability that he would kill me with a single shot.

I emphasized my tone and emphasized: "I don't make real wine, I only make fake wine."

The elegant young man with a guitar on his back stood under the flickering light board, his face changing with the light.

In the end, he showed me a helpless smile, his eyes were calm, and he pretended not to understand what I said.

"Making and selling counterfeit alcohol is a crime."

"But the reality is always the opposite." "I stuttered every word, and said loudly: "The fake bartender is Guoanmin, and the real wine is full of crimes. "

There was a slight smile in Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes, and then he stopped pretending to be stupid.

"Little girl, do you know who I am?"

He bowed slightly, keeping eye level with me, his voice was very gentle, and a little accommodating.

"I know." I smiled sweetly at him: "Uncle Policeman."

He froze for a moment, then touched his nose in embarrassment: "I'm not yet uncle's age."

I changed my words politely: "Brother policeman, don't look at my young age, I have first-rate ability to collect intelligence, otherwise I wouldn't have found out your real identity."

"How did you find out?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang asked me with interest.

I hooked the corners of my lips: "Business secrets."

"Then why did you join the organization?"

"I want to investigate the cause of my father's death." I showed him the photo: "This is my father. He was also a member of the organization 20 years ago."

I changed "missing" directly to "death".

After all, a girl who investigates the cause of her father's death sounds more pitiful and more reliable than a girl who searches for her father's whereabouts.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhu Fu Jingguang said to me: "I have written down your father's appearance, and I will help you investigate later. Is that okay?"

"No." I answered him forcefully: "If the police brother doesn't help me, I will find a way to join the organization."

So, Zhu Fu Jingguang is really a good-tempered person, just say "I'll do it myself", and he will make all the arrangements properly.

After joining the organization, Zhu Fu Jingguang said to me with a headache: "You fell into the pit of fire when you were only 14 years old. I really don't know whether this decision is right or wrong."

I pinched my chin and thought for a while, then asked him: "I owe you a favor, how do you want me to pay it back?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang rubbed my bare head: "Keep yourself well and you are paying me back, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."

I blinked my eyes and said thoughtfully: "I will be filial to you for the rest of my life, and when you get old, I won't throw you into a nursing home."

Zhu Fu Jingguang: "???"

"Wait, what do you take me for?"

"Dad." I said seriously, "I don't mind calling someone who treats me well."

I thought about it again, and tapped the palm of my hand: "Oh, the one who gave the money can also be called Dad... Oops!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang knocked on my head.

"No, I don't mind!"

……

This all happened before the worlds merged.

After the world merges, I occasionally have thoughts like this:

If I didn't cross over and the two worlds developed normally, what would it look like in the end?

These two worlds are like the A and B sides of a magnetic tape.

The A world I lived in since I was a child has been stripped of all supernatural beings; and the B world has been stripped of everything related to me.

Thinking of this, I suddenly realized a terrible fact, that is - my baldness is indeed related to the ability!

I have never worried about hair volume in A world!

The system suddenly asked me:

[The host likes world A or world B? 】

I pondered for a moment, and said very honestly: "When I encounter questions that I don't know in the exam, I always choose C."

system:【? ? ? 】

·

The above is the "love and hatred" between me and the winery.

"Your task, one is to investigate whether Bald Qiang is still alive."

Bourbon's voice pulled me out of the memory.

I instantly became alert.

Is he suspicious of my identity as a fake wine?

"Second, if Bald Qiang is still alive, what is this person's identity now?"

"three--"

Bourbon tapped the coffee table with his fingertips, and said after deliberation: "If it's the identity I suspect, I wonder if she has some other purpose in approaching my friend."

I pretended to be ignorant and asked, "What identity do you suspect?"

Bourbon sighed, and didn't answer me directly: "That little girl has too many thoughts, and she is always worried that her friends will be cheated by her for money and sex."

I:"……"

Why don't you say it again, what did you lie to?

"Aren't you overthinking it?" I said with a wooden face, "They are called Bald Qiang, how can you cheat money and sex?"

"You don't understand that." Bourbon pinched his chin and said in a serious manner: "It's a good deal with a bald head, and it feels really good in the hand."

I:"???"

No wonder this guy would always come over and lick my head when I was bald!

I thought this was Bourbon's way of expressing friendliness, but I didn't expect it to be because of the bald head? !

Where is my knife?I'm going to chop off his hand!

[Host calm down! 】

I took a deep breath and asked as calmly as possible: "Do you have a good relationship with that friend of yours?"

I'm going to take this opportunity to find out what Bourbon said about his "friend" in Scotland, what does he think?

Although I think there is a high probability that he will fool me.

Bourbon tapped his fingers on the table, seemingly in deep thought.

Then he told me a story—

"My friend and I grew up together, had a good relationship, and went to the same university. After graduation, we joined the same company and gradually became executives. Later, the company came to an intern, and this intern always stuck to me. My friend, my friend is not likely to reject her, so with the help of my friend, she was promoted step by step to the management level."

Bourbon paused, and continued: "This intern is the girl I just mentioned, who has a lot of eyes."

The story is cut from the beginning to the end, and the names of specific people and organizations are hidden, and it has become a story of promotion in the workplace.

If Matilda was an outsider who knew nothing, she might really be fooled.

"Tsk tsk tsk, people who play tactics are dirty."

I lamented the system.

Bourbon's plan was clear.

The result of the investigation is that Bald Qiang is someone else, so this matter will come to an end.

The result of the investigation is that Bald Qiang and Takaho Yuka are the same person, so what will Matilda do?

He will not help his goddess hide it, but will discuss countermeasures with Bourbon.

Because of what Bourbon said before, in Matilda's heart, the interests of the two are the same, that is-to cooperate to regain their goddess/friend.

"He's a werewolf. In order to investigate the identity of 'Takaho Yuka', he doesn't care about his reputation at all, and he doesn't care about the means he uses."

[How does Xiao Qi feel that Toru Amuro's style of play is a bit like your host? 】

The system hesitated for a moment, then continued:

[Put yourself a Schrödinger green hat first, and then give each other green hats to show friendship? 】

I stuck my shell and retorted: "Green, what green? I don't have that kind of relationship with Scotland!"

It's obviously a touching father-daughter relationship, but being told by Bourbon, it's like a childhood sweetheart who can't beat the sky!

Wait, childhood sweetheart?

Scotland grew up with bourbon?Still went to the same university?

Isn't that... the police academy?

Fuck, I seem to have found something?

[Blind student, you found Huadian! 】

In a panic, I picked up the teacup and wanted to take a sip to calm my shock, but I choked on it.

"Cough cough cough——!!!"

Amuro came over and patted my back, and I coughed even more.

"Wait, I'll get you the paper."

Distraughtly, I put down my teacup, picked up my phone and checked the time: "That, zero—"

Amuro Toru's body froze suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"..."

Why are you reacting so badly?

I wiped my mouth as if nothing had happened: "Ahem...it's midnight, I should go back to sleep,

An Shi's eyes flickered, and he smiled slowly: "Children really need to go to bed early, otherwise they will not grow tall, so the dance at night..."

"Stop dancing, stop dancing." I said with a wry smile, "You are my boss now."

It's not easy for the people's police, let him have a good rest.

"The undercover Port Mafia mission—"

I shook my head and said decisively: "I don't like the port Mafia very much, so I should find someone else for this task."

"Don't rush to refuse."

Toru Amuro sent me a photo.

I picked up the photo and took a look. Isn't this a photo of me and Nakahara Chuya together?

The angle of view should not be the one taken by Dazai, and the pixels are not very good, but the capture is also very ambiguous.

How long have you been staring at me secretly, Uncle Policeman!

"The person in the photo is the Mafia Gravity Envoy at the port, maybe also your rival in love, don't you want to meet him?"

"..." I stood up abruptly, showing the angry expression of being cuckolded, and roared furiously, "I'm going to chop him up!"

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the human design cannot collapse!

Personality is much more important than a green hat.If the person sets the vest, it will fall off; once the vest falls off, there is no way to get the split index; without the split index, I will be bald!

The system comforts me:

[It's okay host, it's good to go to the port Mafia and get a split index. 】

·

Although I went back to sleep, I really couldn't fall asleep.

Tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, I sat up suddenly, turned on the computer, hacked into the intelligence system of the secret service department, and searched for entries about "zero".

"Found it... Police Department Security Planning Section, Fugu Rei."

I covered my forehead and let out a "hiss", and sighed: "Winery, winery, you are really miserable."

At present, there are three bottles of fake wine that I know of, and I also know that Shirley is secretly planning to take her sister out of the organization recently.

Who knows if there is anything else to do.

I glanced at Jiang Gu Ling's position again, with a golden watch.

The management officer of the Secret Service Division is also at the police level. No wonder the identity of Chapoben was not found out before. The intelligence database can only be checked by the superiors and the subordinates, and there is no investigation authority between the same level.

I sighed faintly and closed the computer.

This melon is a bit full tonight.

The next morning, after breakfast at Toru Amuro's house, I strolled to the port of Mafia.

Next, I will go undercover again at Port Mafia, and I have a real fate with those five buildings.

Unexpectedly, before I got to the port Mafia, I witnessed a "Moving Yokohama" awards ceremony.

Holding the pennant tremblingly, the two policemen chased Zhongyuan Zhongye, and said earnestly:

"Mr. Zhongyuan, you should accept the pennant presented by the citizens. This is everyone's wish!"

"what--?!!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head sharply, raised his eyebrows, and roared fiercely: "I am a mafia! Why do you accept this thing? Who do you look down on?!"

The slightly older policeman made a bitter face, and backed off a step: "If you insist on not accepting the pennant, you must accept the flowers and fruits, so that we can have an explanation to the citizens."

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused and hesitated.

He frowned tightly, seeing that the two policemen were not very old and looked at him in embarrassment, so he scratched the hair on the back of his head irritably.

"Okay, okay, let's not be an example!"

I found it interesting that I followed Nakahara Nakaya and watched him help others along the way.

Helping an old woman to push a cart, helping a pregnant woman to cross the road, saving a cat that was almost hit by a car, helping an elementary school student carrying a schoolbag take down a kite hanging from a tree branch, distributing fruit to a begging child, and finally sternly refusing it A love letter from a high school girl.

"He's so interesting!" I said to the system overjoyed, "I really want to be saved by him once."

I came up with an idea, and ran to the alley in the Central Plains where I would most likely pass, then took off my mask, and smiled shyly at the three little thugs squatting on the side of the road.

"Can you let me go, I want to go."

The little hooligans' eyes lit up: "Beauty, let's have a drink together?"

I pursed the corners of my lips and said hesitantly, "This is not very good."

The three of them looked at each other and immediately surrounded me.

"Beauty, let me have a drink with you, or you won't be able to leave."

I estimated the time and felt that Zhong Yuan Zhong was coming soon, so I raised my voice: "What do you want to do?"

"Humph."

I suddenly heard a contemptuous nasal sound.

Everything that happened next was faster than lightning.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on the unconscious little ruffian indifferently, and turned to look at me: "Are you okay?"

I shook my head vigorously.

"Avoid this kind of alley in the future."

Throwing down these words, Zhongyuan Zhong also turned and left.

"Mr. Mr.~"

I caught up with Nakahara Chuya, faced him, and walked backwards with my hands behind my back: "Thank you for helping me out, may I treat you to dinner?"

"It's a trivial matter, there's no need to—"

He paused for a while, then suddenly ran in front of me in three steps at a time, and put his arms around the back of my head to prevent me from bumping into the electric pole.

Nakahara Chuya's tone was a bit aggressive: "I said you, can you look ahead when you walk?"

Hey, I just walked this way because I knew there was a telegraph pole ahead.

"Oh, you saved me again."

I clasped my hands together, looked at Chuya Nakahara expectantly, and said sincerely, "What do you like to eat? Japanese food? Western food? Or Chinese food?"

"I said no..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced up at me, and saw that I was about to cry, he pressed the brim of his hat, and changed the subject: "Let's find a store nearby."

I smile.

"Okay!"

We sat down at a very affordable ramen shop nearby. Guessing that Nakahara wanted to take care of me, we chose an inexpensive restaurant.

In the store, the food is delivered after the checkout. As soon as I took out the money, Dazai's wallet was brought out and fell to the ground.

As soon as I picked up the wallet, Nakahara Nakaya grabbed my wrist.

He stared at the wallet in my hand, with anger in his eyes, he said coldly:

"Where did this wallet come from?"