King of 25 Cubs

Tiao Ye Caiju's call to me suddenly reminded me of his rosy hair that grew out of nothing.

The supernatural technicians of the military and police can grow hair.

The headquarters of the military police is in Tokyo.

Okay, goodbye to my bald Yokohama, I'm going back to Tokyo!

But before returning to the hounds, I have to dye my hair back to silver and report to the Special Agents Division.

I tied my half-length hair that was dyed just past my shoulders into two small braids, looked at myself in the mirror of the barber shop, and felt younger.

I took a photo of myself and sent it to Odasaku.

[Kindergarten class Yu Guoguo: Is it more like a female goose? 】

After a while, I received a reply:

[Odasaku: It's very beautiful. 】

[You Guoguo, the top class in kindergarten: Are you busy recently? 】

I heard from Oda Saku before that Mr. Ango helped Oda Saku and Dazai clear their identities through his contacts, but if they completely cleared their identities, they would still help the government to do underground work for a period of time.

As for where Dazai will go, I don't care at all, but Oda Saku mentioned a few words about Dazai by the way when he talked about himself.

After chatting with Oda Saku, I arrived at the stronghold of the Supernatural Secret Service Division hidden in the mountain library.

"Mr. Ango, your cutest living and dead ghosts from the Secret Service are back~"

As soon as I opened the door of the office, I found that the inside was almost a busy delivery scene. The buzzing of the machine accompanied by the typing of the keyboard, and the hurried pace of the colleagues who happened to pass by beside me almost made me think that a new war was about to start.

Deng Tuzi fluttered his wings above my head and landed on Mr. Ango's head with precision.

"Baldhead, cry~"

I:"……"

Doesn't this stupid chirp only say "beauty smiles"?Who taught this sentence!

I know, it must be Dr. Yosano!This "bald head" probably refers to Mori Ogai.

I quickly reached out to grab Mr. Anwu's head, grabbed Dengtuzi's two feet, and stuffed him back into the cage.

"That...Mr. Ango, I didn't teach him this sentence." I smiled embarrassingly.

I thought Mr. Ango would reprimand me, such as not allowing pets to come to the Secret Service, but I didn't expect him to say nothing.

I took a closer look and realized why.

He fell asleep with his eyes open!

And while snoring slightly, he answered work emails on his mobile phone.

What a sad and admirable social animal spirit this is!

I glanced at Mr. Ango's growing hairline, shook my head and sighed, and then distributed all the snacks I brought.

I casually asked, "Why do you all look so busy?"

Ms. Tsuruta, my colleague, with her greasy hair that hasn't been washed for a week, raised her face with dark circles that were almost drooping to her chin, and said in a low tone:

"I don't know which bastard blew up the port Mafia. The old white-faced leader is said to have almost died. We all worked overtime for a week because of this shit. Now let me know who blew up the port Mafia. I must kill that person. !"

I cleared my throat guiltily and made a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Ms. Tsuruta.

"Come on, clear the fire and calm down."

Ms. Tsuruta drank the chrysanthemum tea in one gulp, and her complexion finally looked better.

"Although Port Mafia has obtained a license for supernatural powers, it is still a gang organization. The government cannot let them go because of a broken certificate. Now that Port Mafia has been bombed and its leader is injured, it is the time of its decline. The 'separation of powers' The plan can be implemented ahead of schedule.”

I know a little about this plan. It is said that it was the idea of ​​a powerful and mysterious supernatural being to balance the chaotic forces in Yokohama.

By the way, that supernatural being is my master's master.

The three powers in Yokohama refer to the government in charge of the day, the port Mafia in charge of the night, and the armed detective agency in the gray area. However, the armed detective agency has not yet reached the level where it can stand side by side with the former two.

So taking advantage of the severe damage suffered by the port Mafia this time, Butei is about to rise!

I "slapped" the table and stood up.

Ms. Tsuruta was taken aback by me: "Why are you so surprised?"

I ran to Ango Sakaguchi, shook him, and said excitedly, "Mr. Ango, don't sleep, the man who bombed the port Mafia is my admirer, I ask for a raise!"

In the end, Mr. Ango was woken up by me, and asked me with a blank face if I answered the work email for him.

I said to him with pity in my eyes: "Forget it, you'd better go to bed, and we'll talk about the salary later."

Mr. Anwu closed his eyes, pinched the center of his brows wearily, "Salary? Ah... You said about the salary increase... Wait!"

He suddenly realized: "Where have you been these three months?!"

I took out what I said about Scotland before, and added the presence of military police by the way:

"I went to carry out the mission of the military and police. On the way, I was beaten with a sap and lost my memory. During the amnesia, I almost made a private appointment with the handsome foreigner who picked me up."

"..." Mr. Anwu's expression was quite complicated. He pushed his glasses and asked me tentatively: "Then you are still together now?"

"No, I dumped him after I recovered my memory."

Mr. Anwu was silent for a long time, and finally covered his face and let out a long sigh, he hesitated to speak: "Gaosui, you are such a scum."

I lay down on the table and said with a smile, "I'm not scum, my heart just broke into many pieces, and each piece fell in love with different people."

"You spoke the words of a super scumbag!"

Mr. Anwu shook his head helplessly, and asked again: "By the way, Matilda, what is the relationship between you?"

I was silent for a moment, sighed long and hard, and said bitterly, "I'm sorry for him."

"Wait, wait?!" Mr. Anwu's voice suddenly became high-pitched: "Have you really cheated on his feelings?"

My tone was a bit erratic: "Mr. Ango, I am a professional intelligence agent. My body and emotions belong to this country. What is it to deceive feelings in order to obtain information?"

Sakaguchi Ango fell silent.

After a long time, he cleared his throat: "Ahem, you have worked hard."

"It's not hard, it's not hard." I rubbed my palms and said excitedly: "I just heard from Ms. Tsuruta that Matilda blew up the port Mafia?"

"Ah, yes..."

"He's my admirer, so he should be credited with blowing up Mafia, the port, right? I'm asking for a raise!"

"Please, Gao Sui, stop your scum talk!"

Regarding the salary increase, Mr. Anwu said nothing, so I had no choice but to give up regretfully.

But I still want to know how the Secret Service is positioned for my bombing of the port Mafia.

"The reason has not been determined yet, but there is a more reliable statement in Mafia at the port-emotional entanglement."

As if remembering something, Mr. Anwu showed a very delicate expression: "It is said that your admirer seduced your love rival in order to get revenge on you, and finally fell in love with your love rival, and because your love rival can't balance family, work and the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, He chose to blow up his in-laws' house."

I:"……"

Although there is nothing wrong with this summary, it sounds like a large-scale family ethics drama with dozens of episodes.

As for the title of the play..."Dangerous Husband"?Or "The Temptation of Homecoming"?

I would like to ask, why the Central Plains is so devoted to the port Mafia.

Although it should be impossible for me and him because of the huge difference in personality and three views, I still want to know where I lost.

I am not as tall as Mori Owai, but I am better looking than him, I have a better figure than him, my personality is more interesting than his, my living habits are also very healthy, I have more hair than him... Ah, this future is not necessarily , but I don't control young girls...

Bah, why do I have to compare with Sen Zha Zha!

Ango Sakaguchi recalled it for a while, and said with emotion: "Central Plains are not human."

"Uh, Fairy Nine Heavens descended to the mortal world?"

I said by the way, I thought Mr. Ango would complain about me, but he didn't.

He actually agreed!

"In a way, it is indeed a god, has the Rage God heard of it?"

Ango Sakaguchi told me all about Chuya Nakahara's origins and growth experience.

After listening to Mr. Ango's explanation, I said with a complicated face: "So, Nakahara Chuya's real age is... ten years old??!!"

Mr. Anwu adjusted his glasses: "Although there is nothing wrong with saying that, but... it sounds too strange!"

I was in a trance.

Just now I said that I can't compare with that young girl control Mori Ogai, I didn't expect me to go too far than him.

People's standard is at least 12 years old, I directly found this 10-year-old...

"Okay, even if Zhongyuanzhong also ntr me, I decided to forgive him." I bitterly said: "After all, he is still a child."

Ten-year-old child, what love does he know?

"My child! Why did you and Oda Zuku..."

Speaking of Oda, Mr. Ango froze for a moment, his expression suddenly a little sad.

I saw it, and changed the subject calmly: "Mr. Anwu, I will go back to the military and police and continue to stand by."

Mr. Anwu's expression eased slightly, and he followed me to change the subject:

"Although the Secret Service and the military police are both government organizations, they are not monolithic. Especially when it comes to dealing with black forces in the country, the military and police are as tough as ever."

He pressed his temples and looked like he had a headache:

"Port Mafia has experienced a series of exodus of cadres and high-level officials, the chief was injured, the two major arsenals and the headquarters were bombed, and the White side had quarreled countless times around the proposal of 'separation of powers'. Originally, Gao Sui, you got the "Hound Dog" "The insiders can evacuate after informing, but in order to prevent the military and police from making small moves, I will have to work hard on you, Takaho. "

I nodded again and again, and echoed: "Yes, I work very hard, so you can figure out what to do with the salary?"

"...I'll add it to your year-end bonus."

Sakaguchi Ango said with a straight face.

My goal was accomplished, and I was content to leave.

"By the way, don't bring pets in next time. There's also that snail powder. You are not allowed to eat this kind of food in the office. Anyone who eats it will be dismissed!"

"I know, I know." I muttered in a long voice, "Mr. Anwu, you are getting more and more verbose."

"Who am I talking about because of?"

Mr. Ango roared angrily.

In fact, regarding returning to the military and police, I have a problem that must be solved-the organization that sent me undercover military and police at the beginning, in addition to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, also had a winery.

Although I am considered dead at the winery, if a bottle of real wine accidentally sees me alive, report back to the boss of the winery, and they will trip me up again.

I'm not afraid of being hunted down by the brewery and the hounds, but the trouble is as little as possible.

So I decided to take off my vest. After all, I won't go back to the winery, and it doesn't matter if I take it off.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that being in love was too late.

If I hadn't fallen in love with someone, I wouldn't be facing these bald problems now, but... For the matter of "liking", even if it ended badly in the end, I never felt regretful, just a little regretful.

Whether I died without a problem with Ryota Kise, or turned against Chuya Nakahara, I don't regret it, no matter how sad I am.

They are very good people, but they didn't get together in the end, it's just that we are not suitable.

Although I don't regret it, I will not touch the proposition of "love" easily in the future, and it is happier to live heartlessly.

"The above is my whereabouts in the past two months. The report is over."

I was wearing a hound uniform, with my hands behind my back, standing in front of Captain Fukuji Sakurachi's desk.

"Well, you said that after you lost your memory, you accidentally learned about your biological father, so you entered a criminal organization as an undercover agent to investigate the cause of your father's death?"

Sakura Fukuchi flipped through the winery information I compiled, "Then did you investigate it?"

"Not only did they fail to investigate, but they also exposed their identity as an undercover agent. They issued an internal hunting order, and finally escaped by jumping into the sea to feign death. Because they hit their head on a rock, they regained their memory."

I sighed regretfully: "So I will give you a vaccination first. If some of them know that I am still alive and the assassination fails, they will probably forge evidence to throw me dirty water and tarnish my reputation."

In order to prevent the wicked from suing, I decided to strike first.

"Oh, I see……"

Fudi Yingchi glanced at the winery's information book, and said thoughtfully: "Looking at the area involved in this crime, it should be under the jurisdiction of the police, and has nothing to do with the military and police who deal with supernatural crimes."

After a short pause, he said, "If you want to continue investigating your father, I can help you call the police."

"Is this too much trouble for you?"

I said politely, quickly took out the photo of my biological father, and presented it with both hands: "Captain, please."

Although I am not interested in the identity and past of my biological father at all, what if there are hundreds of millions of family property that can be inherited.

Fukuchi Sakura blew his beard and stared: "You are really not polite at all."

But he still took my photo.

"Ah Captain, when you tell the police, can you not mention my name?"

I lowered my head and said shyly, "After all, they forced me to jump into the sea after failing to sneak into the investigation. It would be too embarrassing to speak out."

There are acquaintances in the police department. Although one of Amuro Toru and Zhu Fujingguang is a policeman from the Police Department and the other is a policeman from the Metropolitan Police Department, they both belong to the public security system. If you report my name, won’t you lose your horse on the spot? .

Fukuchi Sakurachi thought I was a child with an unyielding heart, so he laughed out loud when he heard this, and said empathetically, "Okay, don't tell them."

He clicked on the photo with his fingertips: "I just said that this person is the target of contact during previous missions."

I clasped my hands together, and my face was full of joy: "Captain, you are so handsome! You are the most handsome uncle I have ever seen!"

Cough, second only to my master.

"Ah, that's right!" I tapped my palms, remembering the main purpose of coming back this time: "Captain, can we use our supernatural technician for a while? I feel like I'm going bald recently, and I want to grow my hair."

Fukuchi Sakura was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked at me in surprise: "Can't our supernatural technician give hair to people?"

I was even more surprised: "But I remember Tiaoye Caiju said before that my hair was restored by the help of a supernatural technician!"

"He lied to you."

When I mentioned Tiaoye Caiju, Fukuchi Sakurachi showed a clear expression: "He was bald before, but now he wears a wig before his hair grows to the previous length."

I:"……"

I was so angry, after leaving the captain's office, when I saw Tiao Yecaiju in the corridor, before he could greet me, I jumped on him and pulled his hair down vigorously.

[Ding dong~split index +500]

"Takaho Yuka, you madman! Let go quickly! Tell you to let go, do you hear me!"

I grabbed his wig desperately, and he desperately protected his wig and didn't let go. We fought like this in the corridor where people come and go, attracting a crowd of melon eaters to watch.

"You bald liar, you also said that the supernatural technician recovered you! If you really recover, you will let go!"

The people who eat melons: "Wow, Chief Tiaoye is bald."

"Even if I really recovered, this hand strength is planning to make me bald! You are a violent man who doesn't want to stay at home for confinement!"

People eating melons: "Wow, Commander Gao Sui just gave birth?"

I roared furiously: "Who on earth is it because of me that I came back to work! If it wasn't for a word from you, would I be able to come back now!"

If he hadn't said that his hair was restored by a supernatural technician, I would have gone for a while before coming back!

The people eating melons looked at each other in blank dismay: "Listen to what this means, could it be that the child is...?"

Tiaoye's face darkened, and his tone revealed a bloodthirsty murderous look: "Are you all surrounded here, do you want to be killed by me?"

The melon-eating crowd dispersed in a hurry.

The war between me and Tiaoye Caiju finally ended when I tore off his wig.

Tiaoye Caiju stroked her short stubble, and said to me with a gloomy face: "Takaho Yuka, I haven't seen you in a month, and you're already in confinement? Think of yourself as a goldfish, who can lay eggs in a month ?”

I lost interest and threw the wig I had pulled off to Tiaoye Caiju.

In fact, it’s a matter of pulling a wig, the happiness is only in the moment when the wig is pulled off.

I read with a wooden face: "The memory of a goldfish is only seven seconds, and I have already forgotten what I said before."

Tiaoye Caiju put on her wig and put on her military cap again, and when she heard what I said, she showed an expression of wanting to beat me up.

Before he could do anything, a teenager holding a stack of documents ran over from the other end of the corridor.

Orange-haired, short, in hound uniform.

"Mr. Jono, I found the document you mentioned for you."

I blinked and looked at the boy: "Is there a newcomer here?"

The boy gave me a standard military salute: "Report sir, I am the new Michizo Tachihara."

Liyuan Daozao?This name is a bit familiar... Wait, Michizaru Tachihara? ! !

I looked him over carefully from top to bottom again.

Well, orange hair, short...

Wow, it turned out to be you kid!

If I hadn't been this kid's examiner, I wouldn't have returned to Yokohama at all.

If he hadn't pigeonholed me, I wouldn't have mistaken Nakahara Chuya.

If I hadn't misunderstood Nakahara Chuya, I might not have such a high initial liking for him.

If I hadn't returned to Yokohama, I wouldn't have followed Fei Jia, I wouldn't have lost contact, I wouldn't have put on Matilda's vest, I wouldn't have entered Mafia again, I wouldn't...

Liyuan Daozao, you are the root of all evil!

[Ding dong~split index +300]

"Wow, stop pulling, sir! I'm going to be bald! I've done nothing wrong, right?!"

"Shut up, you just did it wrong!"

I choked up and roared.

[Ding dong~split index +800]

"Okay, okay, I did something wrong! Let go, I'm really going to be bald!"

"Shut up, bald fellow Taoist is not bald and poor!"

After the fight with Tiaoye Caiju in the corridor, I fought with the newcomer again and cut the bridge of his nose.

Of course, Tachihara Michizao did not dare to fight back, mainly because he was passively beaten.

I heard that I beat up the rookie right after I came back. For the sake of team harmony and to improve our relationship, Fukuji Sakurachi deliberately created an opportunity for me to go out on patrol with Tachihara Michizo.

"That, I'm sorry." I whispered embarrassedly: "I was too excited before."

Basically, I will calm down if I get along, unless it touches my bottom line, and it is very unlucky for Tachihara Michizao to be angered by me.

To express my apologies, I bought him a box of Band-Aids to cover the cut on the bridge of his nose.

Liyuan Michizao was quite generous, he rubbed the tip of his nose, and said boldly: "It's okay, I did make a fatal mistake during the assessment."

After that, he turned his head to look at me again, and asked puzzledly, "Did the officer experience anything bad during that assessment?"

Not so good?

I don't know if it's good or not.

I lowered my eyes and said with some depression: "It's nothing, it's just a dream."

Tachihara Michizao looked at me suspiciously, but he didn't ask any more questions.

He turned his head and looked towards the side of the street. He didn't know what he saw, and his footsteps stopped.

"Sir, that...do you have a twin sister with the same name as you?"

I thought about it, and I was not sure: "Probably not."

Tachihara Michizo pointed to the church not far away.

"The photo on that wreath is exactly the same as yours."

I turned my head in the direction he pointed, and saw a black and white photo of me on the huge wreath at the door of the church.

On the top of the photo, there is a line of six big characters written in ink - [Reminiscence of Takaho Yuka]

The two ribbons on the wreath are fluttering in the wind, they are a pair of elegiac couplets——

[The sound and appearance are still there, and the world is crying this day;

The style still exists, and the free river flows by itself]

I:"……???"

Is there really a twin sister with the same name and surname as me in this world?

In order to see it more clearly, I subconsciously walked to the door of the church.

The person in the photo really looks like me!

No, they are exactly the same!

Just when I fell into confusion and suspected that my own mother gave birth to two children and didn't tell me, suddenly there was the sound of the engine of a sports car behind me.

A white Mazda stopped at the door of the church. A handsome blond-haired black-skinned guy in a black suit and holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums opened the door.

I raised my head when I heard the sound of the engine, and I happened to meet Toru Amuro who pushed the door out.

I:"……"

Toru Amuro: "??!"

The author has something to say:

The real root of all evil is actually Dazai who let Tachihara Michi create pigeons for Yuka.

Dazai's passive skill is to wear a cuckold for himself.

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————感谢在2020-03-1819:08:21~2020-03-1919:49:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 2 people are not bad;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: pheasant Sifazi, one of the darkest hooligans in the underworld;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：李相与35瓶；寄生地表的虫灬20瓶；不会轻易喵带、黥焚12瓶；抢救无效、晏琬、离诡10瓶；chuya是人间珍宝6瓶；大可爱、小花花、不二佳的咸鱼5瓶；西里奇、繁繁烦烦、chuuya、南岸2瓶；saiiiii1瓶；

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