Lord Shenming ran away with "dirty"

After taking off his ghostly attire, Sakakibara returned to the Mafia headquarters at the port. On the way, he stopped by the Wuming Shrine to get the bright red oiled paper umbrella. As soon as he entered the gate, he was intercepted by the long-awaited black suit.

"Master Sakakibara." He came forward with an anxious expression on his face, "Boss, I want you to go to the office."

"I see." Sakakibara nodded, but the direction of walking was not the road leading to the office.

The black suit hurriedly followed and asked, "Master, what is this?"

Turning the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Sakakibara pointed at the other party with the tip of the umbrella, signaling him not to follow: "Oh, I'm looking for Miss Hongye."

Carefully avoiding the tip of the umbrella, he stepped back to a safe distance: "Master Sakakibara, Director Ozaki is also in the office."

The footsteps stopped, and Sakakibara changed direction without changing his expression, and walked towards the elevator leading to the office, while the black suit quietly breathed a sigh of relief behind him.

……

"Boss, Miss Hongye." Walking into the office, Mori Ogai and Hongye were looking at a stack of documents in their hands.

Hongye raised her hand, covered half of her face with her sleeve, and said in a teasing tone, "Oh, isn't this our busy man? Why are you back?"

"Sister Hongye, I didn't know you were here." Sakakibara rubbed his neck apologetically, "I originally wanted to apologize for what happened last time, but I didn't expect to find another gift."

Holding the umbrella in both hands, she brought it to Hongye. She took it with a smile, brushed the umbrella with satisfaction, and said, "Cunning brat, since this is the case, I am waiting for your next gift."

"Boss, my concubine is retiring first." Seeing that they still had something to do, Hongye resigned with the boss first, and left the office with the newly-acquired gift.

The leader was watching their conversation, and after seeing Hongye leave, he smiled and said, "Kuroza, welcome back."

"However, if there is no gift, I will be angry."

"Of course." Sakakibara took out the signed contract and put it on the table.

Mori Ogai pointed at the contract with his distressed finger: "The spoils of war cannot be treated as gifts."

"Huh?" Sakakibara said with a questioning tone on his expressionless face, making his expression look sincere, "According to what you said before, isn't it a gift for me to come back safely?"

In order to show that he really understood it this way, he deliberately asked, "Did I understand it wrong?"

"...No." The aggrieved Mori Ogai wrote this down in his heart, he was sure that if he said yes, then the person in front of him would not hesitate to show the small wound that came from nowhere, and then apologize to himself Fake.

Flipping through the information, drawing a circle on it with a pen, Mori Ogai pulled out a few contracts from the side: "Since your ability has been exposed, the next few contracts are up to you."

"Boss, please don't be joking." Sakakibara glanced around and found that they were all tricky contracts, but I have to say that if these contracts are successfully signed, then those annoying people will shut up.

"It's not clearly written in the contract: without permission, don't disclose." Taking out one of them, Sakakibara said to him, "Boss, I'm very interested in this one."

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Mori Ogai searched for the copy that he had taken away, and compared the information sent by his subordinates, he showed a playful smile: "Kurosawa, you made friends in Leibo Street."

"not yet."

"Oh? I remember you were very attractive in school." Mori Ogai's face flashed with surprise.

Sakakibara was helpless: "You also said it was a school, but he is not a flower in a greenhouse."

"Really?" As if asking casually, Mori Ogai didn't expect to get an answer from the other party, and the two ended the topic at the same time.

"Since you are interested, then you are in charge." After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something, "By the way, Kurosawa, if possible, it would be a good choice to let him join."

"Huh?" Sakakibara, who was about to leave, looked back at him in surprise, hoping to get an answer from him.

Mori Ogai just smiled: "I will send the information about Leibo Street to you later."

There are not many people in Leibo Street that you can catch your eye.

Faced with his pretending to be mysterious, Sakakibara was not in the mood to guess the riddle, he knew that the other party must have guessed it, and judging from his tone, could it be that he was having a bad time?

Sakakibara, who had to prepare for the worst, rubbed his neck irritably.

"It's useless to be anxious now. After reading the information, you will know." Mori Ogai watched him grow up, so don't be too familiar with his little tricks, "Kurosawa, that thing has been lost for so many years, why didn't you restore it?" purchase."

"No, I only want that one."

……

Returning to the office, he threw the contract aside. Now he is not in the mood to read it. He sits at the desk, tapping on the table impatiently, da, da, da, again and again.

It didn't take long for him to wait, and the document was delivered. Maybe Mori Ogai knew his anxiety and ordered it specially.

After picking up other messy materials, Sakakibara went straight to the topic, and he took the thin stack of information about the so-called "sheep" organization.

A series of unknowns, Nakahara Chuya's history before the age of eight was blank, until he was picked up by the sheepman.

In the following series of events, the ability was discovered, and he was forced to become the "King of Sheep", helping them clean up the mess from panic to calm.

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When Sakakibara was not careful, the table cracked a crack from under his fist, and it took him a while to calm down. No wonder Mori Ogai would say such a thing.

Then look, the ink on the last page is wet, it was written just now, it is written in Mori Ogai's font, and it tells the unreasonable orders issued by the former leader, such as killing all the red-haired boys on the street, because a famous red-haired boy was in He painted and painted on the car.

Very well, accidentally again, Sakakibara's table completely collapsed, he finally knew why there was an extra habit of pulling his hat, he shouldn't be like this.

Looking at the mess in front of him, he was stunned, if he could have been earlier...

Immediately he was a little troubled, he was from the port of Mafia, would he hate it?

The more he thought about it, the more troubled he was, but fortunately he stopped thinking about it, and waited until tomorrow, and went to him tomorrow to try it out.

Thinking of this, Sakakibara calmly ordered his subordinates to change the table tomorrow, send the documents and the signed contract to the database for archiving, and lock the newly obtained contract in the safe.

Leaning on the side of the bed, since returning to the room, Sakakibara has been a little distraught, he has been staring at the scenery outside the window, motionless.

After a while, there was a faint sigh in the room.

"Hey."

Turning over and lying flat on the bed, he squeezed the space between his brows, blaming himself very much in his heart, if only he had gone to him in the first place.

In this way, he would not encounter those things and those people. He originally wanted the other party to stay away from all these things, but he didn't expect that he would personally push the other party into the quagmire.

Sakakibara, who was in a mess, fell asleep unconsciously.

There was a paper crane hovering outside the window, seeing that no one was paying attention inside, it turned into a sticky note and stuck it firmly on the glass as soon as the light appeared.