The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

It is said to be a sky garden, but few tourists really appreciate the garden.Most people are on the 69th floor, looking at the panoramic view of Yokohama through the glass.

Katschi set his sights on the Hong Kong-Hei Building in the center. The thumbs and index fingers of both hands joined together to form a rectangle. He stuck the rectangle in front of his eyes, and then slowly moved away.

The area of ​​the top floor of Hong Kong Black within the rectangle is getting smaller and smaller. According to the change of arm length and field of view, Katschi estimated the straight-line distance between the "Sky Garden" and the "Office of the Chief of Hong Kong Black".

- 126 meters.

The contact lens of the left eye began to analyze: From the perspective of light reflection in the daytime, the glass in the office of the head of Hong Kong and black is no more than half a meter.

Infrared rays can't perceive the heat source inside... Also, in order to prevent the position of the leader from being exposed, this glass is not that simple.

"This piece of glass will become transparent when electrified." The scenery inside is better than that of the "Sky Garden".

He Hui put his hands behind his head, looking at the black glass in daylight only a hundred meters away.

Only half a meter of glass, in exchange for installing circuits?

"That's weird." Katsch noticed the contradiction.

According to the current level of glass manufacturing, the defense of the office can be pierced by a single RPG7 anti-tank rocket. How did the Hong Kong and Black Building, which has made many enemies, survive?

"It's all 'surface talk'. "

The scale of Hong Kong gangsters in this world is much larger than that of He Hui, and their influence is naturally greater.

It is impossible to build such a building on a landmark without the tacit consent of the government.

When dealing with the enemy, cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, and do not give the enemy a chance to start again, then there will be no counterattack.

Except for the time of the leading war, when a building in Hong Kong collapsed directly, the office building where the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters was located was not attacked once.

And that piece of electrified glass can block bullets at best. If there is a fire, arrow, and cannon... Mr. Mori is afraid that there will be no ashes left, right?

"Not only that." An ethereal male voice sounded behind the two of them, but they didn't turn their heads.

"The eyes of Hong Kong gangsters are all over Yokohama. Once people who are against Hong Kong gangsters step into Yokohama, they will be included in the watch list."

The male voice continued: "And now you are on that list."

Katsch put down his observing hands, raised his head slightly, and seemed to see the inside through the black glass.

"Are you the one watching us?"

The visitor only appeared after they stepped into the Yokohama Landmark Building, and the itinerary of the two...

At least Katsch pondered over the map a few times, and it was really irregular.

Today's itinerary for the Yokohama Landmark Building is definitely a whim, so, is Minetsu-in leaking the whereabouts?

Katschi thought about the situation that "Minetsuin Kazuki is a gangster in Hong Kong".

Well, it's really possible.

But the "Moscow Hotel" and the "Port Mafia" don't have any grievances. The two can be said to have nothing to do with each other. There is no need to find me as soon as I enter Yokohama.

After thinking about it, I just made some "inappropriate" remarks to the office of the head of the Hong Kong gangsters.

Katsch: "..."

Did you Hong Kong gangsters install surveillance bugs all over Yokohama?

Judging from the sound of breathing behind him, there was indeed only one person who came, and it was a... young man in poor health.

He Hui, standing on Katschi's left, didn't notice that the other two had already started "fighting wits and courage", and he had already identified the person coming when the person spoke.

No need to think about it, He Hui turned around directly, and it really was the dog Zaizi.

...Compared to the image of death in the impression, this Dazai Osamu does not seem to be doing that, but the situation is not reassuring.

The overly long bangs covered half of one eye, and the left eye was wrapped in a bandage. His skin was pale as he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and the slightly squinted right eye couldn't reflect any light.

The figure is hidden in a loose black coat, and around the neck is a red scarf that doesn't match the suit jacket...?

He Hui recalled, this is Mr. Mori's clothing.

Although the facial expression is not rich, Dazai Osamu is not as serious and cold as the leader at this time, and seems to be warmed by the outside sun.

"It's our first meeting, Katschi. I'm Osamu Dazai, the current leader of Hong Kong gangsters."

Katschi with back turned: Oh.

He Hui who is facing: um, huh?

Wait, which one is he calling?

......

"You said just now that "those who behave against Hong Kong gangsters will be on the watch list", so I would like to ask the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters, why are we on the list? "It was Katschi who spoke first.

They obviously did not commit crimes against Hong Kong gangsters, and it is impossible for there to be only one type of people on the watch list. The Hong Kong gangster leader is the one who got involved... Most people probably think that the "Moscow Hotel" hides Katsch and Hong Kong gangsters from the truth. Done it.

Seeing that the other party did not fall into his little provocative trap, Osamu Dazai didn't mind, he spread his hands and made a regretful look, "Oh, I wanted to invite you...you guys to join Hong Kong Hei of."

Katsch: "I refuse."

He Hui: "Thank you for the invitation, no

. "

"The treatment is negotiable." Osamu Dazai continued his efforts.

Katsch: "I refuse."

He Hui: "..."

He Hui: No, I'm a little bit excited.

The "rich people" who have never been so short of money have fallen into the eyes of money.

Twirling his thumb and index finger tangled, the blond young man who turned around met Osamu Dazai's eyes, "Can the salary be settled every day?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Hearing that Hehui had the idea of ​​"jumping jobs", Katschi, who had turned his back on him in a cold manner, turned around immediately, and grabbed a certain golden retriever whose eyes were starting to bulge.

"As I said, you can't leave my sight."

He changed here and waited to ambush the white bandits. If something happened to this guy who had the same face as him and his identity was revealed...

He Hui, who can get the wrong meaning completely: This should be the line of the overlord somewhere, Xiao Jin, you are OOC!

"But what you gave is really too little." Rational efforts went online, and He Hui struggled to endure the temptation of money.

Osamu Dazai, who saw the "infighting" between the two, didn't think it was a big deal, "Then let's discuss the salary issue quickly."

He Hui did some calculations, and found that he had almost bought enough memory cards, and the next thing to do was to see how much money could fill Bai Lan's cotton candy box.

But here is the problem, he doesn't know how big Bai Lan's cotton candy box is.

Think of Bai Lan's marshmallow intake, and look at the size of Hong Kong and Hei today.

It shouldn't be so... that the whole Hong Kong gangsters can't fill it up.

......

He Hui listened to the daily salary amount offered by Osamu Dazai, and followed Dazai Osamu very spinelessly.

Sorry, he gave too much.

I said sorry to Xiao Jin in my heart, and He Hui left without nostalgia.

Katschi, who stayed where he was, put one hand in his pocket, and his fingertips touched the cigarette case of Marlboro Black Ice bought three days ago.

The cigarette case in the pocket, which was supposed to be pure black, had a few more purple marks than the previous one.

The Russian youth walked out of the "Yokohama Landmark Building", and after a few turns, he got rid of the stalkers behind him.The whispers were drowned out by the noise of the crowd, and no one noticed.

"Igor, what's the result?"

As early as three days ago, after He Hui touched the cigarette case, Katschi only used his fingernails to take over the cigarette case, but now, he extracted the fingerprints on the cigarette case.

Send it to the headquarters in the form of a photo, and let the survey department find me.

Finding someone with only one fingerprint is really as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

What's more, the fingerprint database in many countries is not perfect, and they are not sure whether the information of the owner of this fingerprint is available.

been recorded.

"How can it be so fast, Cheka, wait a minute."

Even if the Moscow Hotel has the world's top technology, it won't be able to find out the result without a short while.

Back to the hotel where he was staying - Katschi didn't plan to stay in a hotel at first, he didn't have the option of resting during his five-day trip to Yokohama, and this was the room that He Hui begged for.

He Hui: For Xiao Jin who intends to work all night in a 24-hour cafe at night, please consider that ordinary people need sleep.

It's not that Katschi doesn't pay "salary", but that once the salary is paid, it will be spent by He Hui.

The Russian youth sitting on the sofa looked at a packing bag on the bedside table.

That guy, forgot about this?

Each memory card has its own packaging, and of course He Hui would not bring each memory card back together with its packaging, otherwise it would take up too much space.

In the end, only the plastic bag from the first day was kept, and dozens or hundreds of memory cards were placed in the bag.

Didn't he never suspect, why do you need so many cards?

When it comes to memory cards, there are a lot of information and intelligence that can be stored in them.

But Katschi saw the cards that He Hui bought from various supermarkets and digital stores with his own eyes, so he didn't have time to do it at all.

It can't be said... more than a dozen stores are entrusted by Fengjin Institute, and they jointly pass on information?

Judging from what Minetsuin has learned about Yokohama's underground black scene these days, his status in Yokohama is definitely not simple.

Could it be that only one of the hundreds of cards stored information, and the other cards were all blindfolds.

The intelligence department of the "Moscow Hotel" has already had news: Minetsuin Kazuki is not in the Japanese information database.

In other words, the name Fengjinyuan Hehui is fake.

With such a person who is related to him (exactly the same in appearance) but of unknown origin by his side, Katschi's vigilance has never been lowered.

Unzipping the plastic bag, he picked up a card with his fingertips, how it looked...how ordinary.

Speaking of so many cards, even if a sentence or a word is stored in one card, and then stitched together in a certain order, the information transmission can be completed.

You don't even need the memory, you can write directly on the card's casing.

Just as Katsch was figuring out how to check the pile of memory cards, his cell phone rang.

Igor initiated a video call with him.

Katsch:?

It's fine to talk about something, but what are you doing with the video?

Although he was puzzled, but the current environment is suitable for receiving videos, Katschi did not hang up, and directly pressed the answer button, facing the bearded man on the opposite side

looked at the line of sight.

"Hello ~ Cheka."

"What's wrong?" Igor's eyes on the other side seemed a little strange.

"This background...are you in a hotel?"

Igor's eyes turned from strange to shocked.

That's right, this background layout, with his rich experience, is definitely a hotel!Impossible to admit wrong!

But the hotel is not the point, the point is...the Cheka stayed in the hotel-their Cheka is an out-and-out workaholic, and they will not give themselves time to rest, even when they are in the Moscow hotel headquarters They seldom rest, let alone go out!

"Hmm." Katsch didn't expect his colleagues to be so surprised by his rare stay in a hotel, and now his mind is full of these unknown memory cards.

Maybe it's better to leave it to a professional?

After adjusting the position of the camera, Katschi showed Igor a table of memory cards.

——I will send their photos later, and you can hand them over to the Cryptography Research Department to see what the mystery of these cards is.

Before Katschi could say these words, he heard Igor on the other side of the video scream.

"Wow! Cheka, this is amazing..."

Could it be that Igor discovered something?

The other side was quiet for a second or two, as if organizing words.

Afterwards, Igor's teasing voice came out slowly: "I know Japanese specialties, um...but this amount, isn't it too much?"

It's not good to watch too many small movies.

The author has something to say: Katsch: I'm talking about work very seriously.

Igor: Cheka has also reached this age, let’s take him to play after his 20th birthday~

He Hui: ...I suddenly became a movie seller?