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

"Why? The gangsters in Japan did not cause any obstacles to our plan."

Receiving the task of "clearing the gang leader of Hong Kong", remembering that he had only met the young gangster leader a few months ago, Katsch burned the mission letter written by Vladimir himself with flames, and sent a message to Iraqi who delivered the letter. Gore asked.

Igor is undoubtedly a member of the "Red October", and Katsch has confidence in him.

The stubble-bearded Igor shrugged, "I can't even see through you, and I don't even know what Mr. Vladimir is thinking."

Igor, whose face has not changed for several years, pointed to the back room, "You can ask the captain."

Neither Mr. Vladimir nor Captain Balalaika wanted the Cheka to be just a simple Cheka (weapon). They all placed high hopes on him, hoping that the Cheka could become the master of the arsenal by itself.

Therefore, it is very important to inspire Cheka's thinking.

The Cheka looks very steady on the outside, but in the eyes of most "Red October" people, the state of mind is like a child.

But sometimes, being too obedient is not a good thing.

"Forget it." The blond young man standing under the eaves patted the snowflakes on his shoulders that were almost integrated with the white suit, "The captain is very busy."

Igor: "..."

You are afraid of being preached by the captain.

"I'll go to Fei Jia's place to find out the activities of Hong Kong gangsters in recent years." Turning over his collar and putting on his gloves, Katschi prepared to go to the intelligence department to have a look.

"Fyodor..." Igor's impression of this man was not very good.

After all, if the pervasive intelligence power like a mouse is used on a partner, it will really make people tremble.

In "Red October", not every partner, or colleague, is worthy of delivery.Although I didn't catch the other party's handle, but when I saw him a few times occasionally, the other party's sticky purple eyes like an undercurrent really felt full of all malice!

That Fyodor, if he is in a team with him, Igor will definitely apply for team transfer!

"It's not easy for me to comment, so be careful yourself." Pressing Cheka's shoulder, Igor seriously instructed.

"Huh?...Hmm." But with some inexplicable emotions, Katsch went to the intelligence department of the Moscow Hotel.

......

"The power of Hong Kong gangsters is far greater than we imagined."

Even though it was daytime, the curtains were drawn and the lights were not turned on, but the man's pale face was reflected in the light of the screen.

Fingers dancing flexibly on the keyboard

, each window popped up one by one, "fraud, stealing, covering up... these are trivial things. Operating casinos, selling counterfeit goods, drugs, illegal experiments... vile murder and arson are commonplace, Hong Kong gangsters have disturbed Yokohama's peace, and the government is almost about to give up this leased area."

Numbers flashed through the manipulator's purple eyes, and he continued: "Being able to put the word "mafia" on the name of the organization is bolder than directly admitting that you are a mafia.Like Pengo Lie, it is definitely not a good thing. "

His eyes glanced slightly, and he quickly returned to his computer page.

Katsch, who had no affection for Pengo Lie, thought for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

"In Japan and even in Southeast Asia, behind many illegal organizations, there are signs of Hong Kong gangsters. And all this started four years ago, after the new leader of Hong Kong gangsters took office."

"... Osamu Dazai."

Fyodor, who heard Katschi's murmur, immediately dilated his pupils for a moment.

Fortunately, the blond young man lowered his head, not noticing the drastic changes in his emotions.

——Cheka, when did you know about Osamu Dazai?

"I see, I'll get rid of him." Rubbing with gloved fingers, Katsch began to plan "clearing things" in his mind.

How to kill the leader of Hong Kong gangsters cleanly and without leaving any traces.

But that wasn't the right thing to do in Fedya's room.

"Well, that's it." The blond young man who got the "evidence" got up and left the dark room, "Goodbye, Fei Jia."

"...Goodbye." With faint dark circles under his eyes, Fyodor sent him off expressionlessly.

A week later, the news of the death of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong was definitely received.

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"Let me tell you, Xiao Hei." Squatting by the sofa, holding two broom sticks handed over, He Hui poked the face of the unknown person, "Since you're awake, don't pretend to be asleep."

Even if the leader Zai can control his heartbeat, and can even correct documents while resting, but pretending to be asleep, pretending to be unconscious, pretending to be comatose, for Hehui...

Well, He Hui didn't check it carefully, he just said this sentence to test it out.

Then when the broomstick poked Xiao Hei's face, Xiao Hei finally "slowly woke up" and slowly opened his eyes.

"Er Tiao, why is there a bunch of black hair on this broomstick, whose hair is it?"

"That should be a stray dog ​​picked up by Mr. Shi Nong—the hair on Xiao Ming's body, not anyone's hair."

Chief Zai: "..."

broomstick?dog?hair?

"Well, may I ask this

Here is..." There is no need to pretend, after falling from a [-]-meter-high building, the leader Zai became weak, and the weakness in his tone was natural.

"Ah here it is"

"How about reporting your name first when asking others?" Er Tiao hurriedly interrupted the boss who violated the No. [-] Middle School to prevent the boss from venting all his old stories.

The black-haired young man suddenly understood, but when he was about to speak again, his expression of reassurance suddenly changed, and the corners of his mouth opened uncontrollably. A few seconds later, the young man's soliloquy spread into the Second Palace He Hui's ear, "Huh? Who am I..."

Ninomiya: "..." To be reasonable, sir, your acting skills can be on par with the demented boss.

Their KK chamber of commerce even thought that the boss’s major hobby was acting, and even switched to several entertainment companies. As a result... the boss didn’t love acting, he just had a mental illness.

Tool Man No. [-] had a serious face, "Since this gentleman can't remember, then go to the police station, the police will help you."

The dark-haired young man's eyes widened, revealing some kind of indescribable fragility. The thin young man curled up, trembling uncontrollably, "Don't, don't...they will... ..."

Ninomiya: "..." I can't see it!

He Hui:! ! !

ah!From the moment he opened his eyes!He Hui realized it - this fellow drifting away from other places is now alone!No one to rely on!Very lonely!My heart has been deeply hurt!

"Second Palace, let's take him in first." The blond young man showed sympathy.

"..." After finishing the calf, the boss started to fall ill again.

"I said Ninomiya"

"BOSS." Ninomiya sighed, speaking in a serious tone.

"Ok?"

"The meeting is about to start, you might as well go to the conference hall first."

"but"

"Here, I will take care of it for you." As a subordinate, it is the existence of taking care of the boss's funeral. "Please trust me, I will arrange it for Mr. Xiao Hei."

"Ah, indeed the time has come, and I'm already late."

"..." He believed that Mr. Chuya and the others would not be surprised that you were late.

"Then I'm leaving, Xiao Hei, please!" With a wave of his hand, the irresponsible boss of the chamber of commerce went straight to the meeting room.

Chief Zai: ...

Does that "He Hui" have this kind of personality?

......

"I'm very sorry I'm late!" Pushing open the door of the meeting room, the blond young man bowed at a standard ninety degrees, and his agitated appearance shocked the ordinary people in the meeting room.

Those who are not ordinary people have long heard He Hui's undisguised footsteps at the base, and are very concerned about someone's appearance.

The field has already been psychologically prepared.

The head of the finance department who was drawing the annual form on the stage was an ordinary person. His hands trembled in fright when He Hui yelled, and he cursed inwardly. Draw too many lines by yourself, "Sit down."

He finished the year-end meeting early and took a vacation early. Since the employee trip in summer, he has never had a rest and worked overtime every day.

Suddenly, a shadow shone on the form he had just drawn on the whiteboard.

Ok?

The head of the finance department turned his head and saw... the boss he hadn't seen in half a year.

"Boss?"

"Hurry up, get down, I'm going to talk about things." He Hui motioned to the head of the finance department to go down quickly, and He Hui directly grabbed the whiteboard eraser, and wiped clean the form that others had drawn for a long time.

Finance Minister:! ! !

"The theme of this meeting is—"

Zhongya Nakahara in the audience raised his head, instead of looking at the bastard on the stage, his posture of sitting upright and listening to the meeting became more relaxed, "I guess I guessed it, that bastard boss is going to mess up again."

Rimbaud, whose sitting posture remained unchanged, closed his notebook, clasped his hands and began to listen to the speech, "Isn't this a very personal style."

Counting the ages, Zhongye-kun and Hehui-kun should be the same age after the Chinese New Year, and they are only 21.

Hehui-jun's college life seems to be going well, and Zhongye-jun has been dealing with these things, and there are no peers in the chamber of commerce... From this point of view, Zhongye-jun's relaxation time is really not good. a lot.

Bi Shuiliu completed the form for the Minister of Finance, "It's not bad to do this once in a while."

"Chuya, are you...are you dissatisfied?" Oda Sakusuke pointed out Chuya's impractical rage.

The red-haired young man in the room who took off his hat tapped the table with his fingers, "I'm not dissatisfied."

The other hand pointed to the golden retriever on the stage.

"This guy only shows up once every six months, and every time it's for some nonsensical activities, he doesn't care about the reality of the Chamber of Commerce at all."

"The theme is—staff travel during the New Year's holiday!" He Hui completely ignored the "protest" of his subordinates, but He Hui was in high spirits.

"Since the end of the year is the end of the year, there should be a New Year's holiday. Speaking of the New Year's holiday...it's just the seaside last time. According to the previous survey, everyone is very satisfied with the free travel."

Although it takes up the holiday, since there is the word "free", it can offset only 99% of the dissatisfaction.

He Hui continued to arrange the location from last time, but crossed out the seaside

The.

"Amusement park, that ancient city, Mt. Fuji...choose one of the three this time!"

In this snowy season, it is not appropriate to go to the beach.

"Zhongye, I recommend you to choose an amusement park." Completely forgetting that he was almost beaten up last time, He Hui continued to dance on his subordinate's thunder point, "This way we can buy one less adult ticket and save money for the chamber of commerce."

Oda Sakusuke, who just pointed out Nakaya's hidden dissatisfaction, only thought about the children in the family, and the oldest boy was already taller than a child's ticket.

"You have to buy an adult ticket for 1.6 meters, and now the standard for buying tickets in many places is based on age. No matter how you look at it, you can't buy children's tickets."

What's more, this face...is much younger than the real adults in the chamber of commerce, but it's not as good as a "children".

"In amusement parks, most of the amusement facilities limit the height and weight of the participants. On the contrary, children will not be able to play so many projects because they are too short."

Having been taken to the amusement park several times by a bunch of children at home, Oda Sakuko only really knows the amusement park very well.

A high-level family member raised his hand and said: "Mr. Hehui, when is the "employee trip"? During the New Year, I will take my children back to my hometown and accompany my parents to watch the Red and White Song Festival and Hakone Ekiden. What, only to go to the temple to pay homage. "

"Well... I really didn't think about this issue." Let's not talk about whether He Hui, a loner, has the habit of celebrating the New Year like this. When he came back from the reincarnation space, it was almost spring break. In He Hui's concept of time, it really It can be said that "there has been no New Year's holiday in 800 years."

The blond youth looked at... the Minister of the Holiday Department?There should be no such position in the chamber of commerce.

So He Hui casually clicked on someone, "Ranbo, when is our New Year's holiday?"

Unlike Chuya, who took off his hat indoors, Rimbaud still wore his thick hat even in the air-conditioned meeting room, and didn't even take off the fluffy earmuffs-of course, this degree of hindrance is It will not affect Rimbaud's hearing.

"December 12 to January 22."

This is a holiday for most of the employees. After all, for a half-month vacation, many employees have started shift shifts two or three months ago-the general New Year holiday is five days from December 12th to January 30rd. ——I deliberately made up a fifteen-day holiday for the New Year.

Some employees did not choose to transfer shifts, but just took a round of simple rest during the normal New Year holiday.

Of course there is even in the new year

On this day, it was the employees who worked overtime for the operation of the chamber of commerce.

The overtime wages of these employees, the chamber of commerce will definitely not be less.

Hearing the time distribution of the holidays, He Hui clicked on the calendar on his phone and looked it over, "Indeed, unlike summer vacations, everyone has arrangements for the New Year holidays."

And when it comes to going back to his hometown and going out for fun, when He Hui attended the staff meeting on a whim, many employees had already set their daily schedules for the New Year's vacation.

"It's really bad to disturb other people's planned itinerary, so extend the holiday by one day and use that day for New Year's travel."

"It means that the vacation time will be extended to January 1?" Rimbaud was no stranger to the strange behavior of the boss, so Rimbaud directly pointed out He Hui's request.

"Yes, exactly--"

"I say you!" Zhong Ye clenched his fists and patted it on the table. His blue eyes narrowed and he looked at the hands-free shopkeeper on the stage. "Starting on the 6th, the Chamber of Commerce will fully resume work. How can there be time?"

"One day can be squeezed out." Bi Shuiliu turned on his mobile phone, and was already using the clan's ability to deal with the accumulated work for himself.

As the high-level figures of the chamber of commerce, these people with supernatural powers not only have to manage the formal chamber of commerce on the surface, but also contract the undeserved chamber of commerce under the surface.

Bishuiliu and Zhongyuan Zhongye are one of the very few employees in the Chamber of Commerce who do not have a New Year holiday.

Chuya: "...I can't tell you."

From his seat, he could see the flashing green light on the screen of Bishuiliu's mobile phone.Knowing the abilities of his colleagues, Zhong also immediately understood that Bi Shuiliu had already started working.

"I remember Chuya-kun's schedule. Number six should be in South America." Rimbaud flipped through his notebook, and he inevitably paid more attention to the child he pulled out from the "different space" with his own hands. .

Compared with the intelligence that exists within the Internet, detection is not a problem.However, the information about the Gravity Envoy of the chamber of commerce is of course kept secret from those who are not members of the chamber of commerce, but as an insider, the green king, it is very easy to get this schedule.

"Hey - you won't be back until the 10th at least." The dark green-haired young man showed no extra expression on his face, but for some reason, Zhong Ye was stunned to hear a kind of "sarcasm".

"Then the employee trip that Hehui participated in, you will not be able to catch up." Putting down the phone and spreading his hands, Bishui pretended to sigh helplessly.

He Hui: ...

In this scene, his DNA reacted a bit.

Flowing like water, you Green Tea Male (Green King),

What would you say to Ms. Aiko?

Fortunately, the last strand of sanity was on the string, and He Hui did not lose his mind on the spot.

"If you only have one day, let's go to the amusement park." One day is not enough for the ancient city and camping in the mountains.

"No objection."

"sure."

"Yes."

......

"Ah!" Thinking of the itinerary that I heard just now, thinking that some employees may have already arranged work or are not suitable or unwilling to go to the amusement park, "This trip is not mandatory, it is completely voluntary. Employees who intend to participate Just...do you have time to change clothes?"

"It's too late!"×N

Thinking of the redness of that summer, all the staff kept silent about the taste of BOSS.

If there is another big red coat in winter, even if it is free, not many people are willing to go.

"Then... just wear the Little Red Riding Hood from last time." How could their domineering KK Chamber of Commerce have no logo at all!

......

"That's it - Naoki's younger brother! Do you want to go to the amusement park?" Lying on the living room of the hotel, watching the projected movie, He Hui shouted to the bald literature student in the study who was catching up on the final project.

The walls and door of the presidential suite could not block someone's voice, and the college student who was harassed to the point of being unable to write a few words was very angry: "No!"

But what's the use of being angry?

I can't beat and beat, I can't scold and scold, and if I really do it, I will lose my life.

Ugh--

After returning from the ninja world, he almost forgot that he had a part-time job in a convenience store. On the day of his shift, the boss called him to ask him what was going on, and Zheng Yi remembered his job.

After two seconds, Zheng Yichang added a sentence of explanation.

"I'm going to work on the [-]th, so I won't go."

......

I finally handed in the final project at the deadline, said goodbye to a few roommates, and went back to Bingsheng for the New Year.

For the New Year (New Year's Eve), neither Hui Bailan nor Hui Bailan had any special ideas. The two stayed in the hotel to write codes, make game scenes, and chat with Hiroki, and the time passed like this.

January [-]th, New Year's holiday travel!

Because He Hui's own Little Red Riding Hood was destroyed along with the explosion of the apartment, but as the big boss, how could he lack a red hat!

So he was also wearing a suit, but when he was mixing with a group of children, he saw a baseball cap worn by a golden retriever.

When the Little Red Riding Hood is made for summer travel, it is required to be breathable and cool to wear - after all, it is summer.

And

In order to have a "playful" atmosphere, the style of Little Red Riding Hood is a fisherman's hat.

The conversion is also good, after all, a young "boy" is a suitable fisherman's hat, but one can imagine a group of big men wearing red fisherman's hats.

At this time, among the pile of fisherman hats, there are three different types of baseball caps, and fisherman hats must of course be exclusive.

The red-haired youth walked out of the fisherman hat group, looked at the three baseball caps looking around, and said to one of the golden retrievers: "Didn't you say you want to wear 'Little Red Riding Hood'? "

He Hui slapped his left hand calmly, and moved his eyes slightly downward, "Zhongye, do you want to change into a different outfit?"

Pointing to the nearby shopping street, "It's very convenient to buy a set of clothes over there."

The work clothes for all seasons are five-piece suits, and Zhong, who has not even changed the color scheme, raised his head in dissatisfaction, "Are you dissatisfied with my clothes?"

The leather shoes made a rattling sound as they hit the ground, and my patience was worn down by the unscrupulous boss.

Bai Lan took Hiroki to buy cotton candy, leaving the blond young man alone to face the staff whose patience was about to be full, "No, I mean—"

It seems to have seen some black and red...breathing method?

No, no, it's dirty!

"Zhongye." Hehui put one hand on the shoulder of the red-haired young man, and bent down to his ear, "You came back from South America, right? The smell on your body now..."

Inside the gate of the amusement park, there are sweets, happiness, and laughter, and the smiles of children are all in sight.

It doesn't match at all with rushing back from South America and changing into a suit that smells of gunpowder, blood, and rust.

"Let's go, let's change clothes." Pushing the back of the red-haired young man, He Hui took Zhongya to the shopping street and asked him to choose a more casual outfit.

"Formal clothes don't go well with amusement parks at all. The last time I went to the beach, let's forget about it. Anyway, I can change clothes... This time, who would wear a suit and long windbreaker to play in an amusement park?"

Being taken into the clothing store half-strongly, Chuya didn't feel unhappy. He took a set of hooded sweater handed to him by the blond youth, and pointed out the window of the clothing store.

"Isn't there?"

Ok?

Looking in the direction Chuya pointed - two men, both of them were wearing formal clothes and hats with peaks.

A man with long silver hair was wearing a long windbreaker and black leather shoes, and there was thin smoke on his face, which seemed to be smoking.Another chubby man wearing sunglasses is a standard black suit.

"..."

Really have ah.

The author has something to say: This is the one in the first episode of Conan - the source of all evil (amusement)

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