All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

"Jingle Bell--"

"Jingle bell bell -"

Mori Ogai frowned and opened his eyes. There was darkness in front of him. He looked around, and he didn't know when it was night. His eyelids were so heavy that they were about to fall down, but he forcibly lifted them up again.Only a little bit of light leaked from outside the curtains, proving that he was only in deep darkness at the moment, not blind.

He rubbed his head, unable to recall when he fell into a deep sleep, and what happened before vaguely emerged from his mind.

The ear-piercing phone was still ringing, Mori Ogai stood up and fumbled to press the light switch.

As soon as I stretched my arm, a tingling pain came from my elbow. The lamp that was originally placed by the bedside in the lounge went somewhere, and all I felt in my palm was a piece of debris.

There was no trace of enemy invasion, and it didn't seem like there was a sudden earthquake. Mori Ogai's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness. He stood up and could not help but "hiss" in pain.

Only in a room with no one else would he make such a small, weak voice from his lips.

Although listening to the sound, people can't imagine the pain he endured, as if his whole body was rolled back and forth on the rails, every bone was crushed into pieces, and the spikes and sharp edges pierced into the muscles and blood vessels , The continuous pain is enough to make a person lose his mind.

"Clap."

The lights come on.

The dazzling white light filled the field of vision for an instant, and after a blur, the blur gradually dissipated, and Mori Ogai saw the appearance of the room clearly.

The lounge, which was not originally considered luxurious, was just to provide a place to rest after work, so the decoration is extremely simple, everything is for comfort and relaxation, with very few decorations, only a bed and some documents suitable for sleeping—— At this moment, they were scattered all over the ground, stained with blood, twisted and messy; the forged arrows rolled down the corner of the wall, and the tip of the arrow was bent in an obvious arc, which was obviously unusable; One of the legs broke off at the corner of the wall. Looking at the rough cross-section, no matter how you think about it, it was forcibly broken off by someone.

What did this do...

Mori Ogai raised his forehead.

He stroked his straight black hair behind his ears, and a few strands of hair fell down disobediently, dangling in front of his eyes. Mori Ogai squinted his eyes irritably. The blood in his palm hadn't dried up. He stretched out his hand and borrowed it The liquid of the heart, wipe a few naughty strands of hair to the back of the head.

"Huh—" He let out a long breath.

The long mirror on the side of the door had been shattered long ago, unable to clearly see his appearance at the moment, Mori Ogai could only bow his head to check his body, smoothed his collar, straightened his cuffs, and wiped off his shoes with the torn cloth. Dirt on.

The office phone has an extension in the lounge, which was specially set up by Mori Ogai to prevent missing important information. In the past, due to the good sound insulation effect of the lounge, it was usually impossible to hear every move in the office. After the incident, today's Mori Ogai can not only clearly hear the ringing of the phone across the wall, but also the sound of the guards pacing back and forth outside the chief's office door.

The five senses are amplified, and there will be loss of control...

Mori Ogai analyzed his situation.

Occasional loss of sanity and memory loss after the event...

Constantly analyzing in his mind, Mori Ogai picked up the phone.

"I-I'm sorry, Chief!" An unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone, and Mori Ogai rubbed his chin without saying a word.

The voice on the other end of the receiver was very urgent, and his anxiety overshadowed his fear and fear of talking directly to the leader, "I am Suzuki under Lord Zhongyuan, something happened to Lord Zhongyuan."

Something happened in the Central Plains?

Mori Ogai pinched the center of his brows, and the exhaustion in his voice instantly faded away like a tide, "What happened to Chuya-kun? Where are you now?"

Suzuki's voice became stiff for a moment, "Yes, Chuya-sama has been kidnapped! I, I'm right outside your office, Chief."

Was kidnapped?

Mori Ogai figured out the cause of the incident almost instantly, and before Suzuki finished speaking, Mori Ogai's movement of changing clothes with one hand gradually slowed down.

"Come in in 3 minutes, no, 5 minutes. Organize your words, Suzuki." Mori Ogai slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and the previously tormenting tactile amplification seemed to return to normal at this time, and the torn and stained shirt faded away , in the wardrobe embedded in the wall, Mori Ogai picked up a brand new shirt - exactly the same as the one he was wearing.

His voice still revealed gentleness, but the tone of his voice became a little bit colder.

"What I want to hear is objective facts, not personal processed descriptions. Do you understand, Suzuki-kun?"

Suzuki trembled all over, stood at attention in front of the door panel, and said loudly:

"Yes!"

This is the first time that Suzuki entered the chief's office. Originally, this matter should be handed over to other cadres. Suzuki did the same. When he found the letter on Mr. Zhongyuan's desk, he immediately notified He Zhongyuan Ozaki Koye-sama, who has the best friendship with adults, who knows that after reading the letter, Ozaki cadre asked him to take the letter to find Chief Mori, while behind him there was a [Golden Yaksha] floating behind him, holding a paper umbrella, and in a blink of an eye, he smiled He got out of the Ganghei Building, but he didn't know where he went.

Worried that other cadres would do things that would be detrimental to Master Zhongyuan, and with the approval of Ozaki Koba's cadre, Suzuki leapfrogged the report and went directly to Chief Mori's door to report.

Suzuki lowered his head, in front of him was the carpet with fine patterns, and his pair of shiny black leather shoes. Suzuki's gaze remained motionless, and he could clearly see the bumps poked by his toes on the upper of the leather shoes.

"Suzuki?"

Suzuki answered loudly, holding up the thin letter paper with both hands, and handing it to Mori Owai, step by step.

There is only one sheet of letter paper, folded in two, and the cross crease divides the letter paper into four squares. The upper part is only a short line, without signature or signature. recognized the handwriting—

[I borrowed Zhongye, and paid in advance to save Zhongye's vacation for five years, maybe three months? 】

[Remember not to deduct Zhongye's salary. 】

Mori Ogai let out a muffled laugh, "Dazai-kun, the time off system for Hong Kong and black people has long been gone. Now we only take statutory holidays, and the marriage leave is only three days. Besides, Chuya-kun himself only took one day off. .”

Hong Kong gangsters are also considered formal enterprises. How can social animals have a three-month holiday?Honeymoon?

"Chief, chief?" Suzuki waited and waited, waited and waited, and waited for Mori Ogai's laughter, but he didn't hear any order.

Suzuki raised his eyes and glanced quietly.

Sitting behind the desk, Chief Mori crossed his hands to cover his mouth, but just by looking at the red eyes of the chief's crooked eyes, he knew that the other party was not only not anxious or angry, but even a little...

Pleasure?

Startled by the words that appeared in his mind, Suzuki trembled, and hurriedly collected his mind.

"Suzuki-kun, can you tell me when you found this letter?"

"At [-]:[-] p.m.." Suzuki said a very precise time, "At that time, I happened to deliver tea to Mr. Zhongyuan's office. Mr. Zhongyuan's schedule this afternoon was supposed to be in the office to deal with paperwork and reports, so I just as usual......"

During the week, the Central Plains Central Committee will also set aside a special day to go back to the Ganghei Building to process documents, which happens to be the whole day today.

But in fact, since yesterday, Zhong Yuan Zhong has never appeared in the Hong Kong and Hei Building, just because Zhong Yuan Zhong also often goes out on field missions and often handles emergencies, and the ratio of time in the office to time doing business outside is basically Six to one, so whether he is in the office or out, not to mention other people in Hong Kong and black, even Zhongyuan Zhongye's subordinates sometimes don't know.

Of course, this is mainly because Zhongyuan Zhong sometimes doesn't go through the gate at all, and floats in directly from the window, and the people outside the door can't notice it at all.

Sometimes Suzuki felt that Nakahara-sama was not in the office at all. As a subordinate, Suzuki was also responsible for sharing part of the paperwork—usually when Nakahara was too busy to deal with it, he was about to enter the office and deal with it as usual, but found that Lord Zhongyuan had already arrived at the office, but they, the group of people who had been sitting outside Lord Zhongyuan's office all day, were completely unaware.

Today, he also thought it was the same situation as before.

But they didn't expect to see such a letter, and they didn't know who, when, and how they put such a letter into Lord Zhongyuan's office.

"Boss, are we...?" Suzuki panicked when he didn't get the desired reply.

"Where's Hongye-kun?" Mori Ogai interrupted him.

"What about Officer Hongye..." Suzuki was sweating violently on the back of his head. He hurriedly explained how Officer Hongye left and how he asked him to hand over the letter to Chief Mori.

"Ah, then it doesn't matter." Mori Ogai nodded, showing a professional smirk, "Suzuki-kun should trust Momiji-kun, this matter - now only you, Momiji-kun, and I know, right?"

"Yes, it is!"

"That's good." Mori Ogai let go of his hand, and the fluttering letter paper fell on the red-glazed tabletop. He was inexplicably better at the moment, perhaps because he had just encountered the unspeakable amplification of the five senses not long ago, and the uncomfortable feeling at this moment Disappeared like a floating cloud, the whole person became light and light, and the mood was rare to be refreshed at this moment.

"I think, for Chuya-kun's safety, Suzuki-kun will definitely keep it a secret, right?" Mori Ogai tapped the letter paper with his white-gloved fingertips, "I don't want anyone else to tell you about this matter." From what I heard, I think Suzuki-kun can do it, right?"

If you can't do it, you can also use physical methods to let you do it.

From these non-threatening words, Suzuki heard full of threats.

Naturally, he didn't make any publicity about it, and even asked for a private meeting when he went to find Ozaki Hongye's cadre.

After all, a high-level cadre of the Hong Kong gangsters, the representative of the strongest combat power within the mafia, was suddenly and quietly kidnapped, no matter whether it was internally, to other people who were eyeing the position of Master Zhongyuan, or externally, there was no one. Abandoning the other organizations that brought down the Port Mafia is a good excuse and good news too.

"please do not worry!"

After Suzuki left, Mori Ogai, who was sitting on the office chair, collapsed slowly, inch by inch, and slid into a ball on the seat like a puddle of mud.

"Find me something again, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai said to himself dissatisfiedly, "Although it is temporarily allied with the Armed Detective Agency, the government maintains a superficial balance. The power has been peaceful for so long..."

If there are no external worries, there must be internal troubles, and vice versa.

Mori Ogai muttered, "Dazai-kun, that Murata Hera who was clearly in his hands, wouldn't it be you who let him go?"

While dialing the phone, he ordered to the other end: "Have you found all the relevant information about Shiguya Shinomiya?"

The intelligence agent was criticized last time for not being careful in the investigation. This time, the intelligence agent was fully prepared. Well, not only did he use all the secret lines he had buried in the government for so many years, he also spent a lot of money to open up relationships through various channels.

This time, he found more things than he imagined, "It's all ready, Chief Sen! Shall we send it to you now?"

"Yeah." Mori Ogai paused, "And all his novels, take them with you."

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