Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

As we all know, the Port Mafia headquarters originally consisted of five buildings.

But after Happy Christmas Eve, there are only four buildings left.Moreover, each building was severely damaged due to the collapse of the middle one and the previous firefight, so it needs to be repaired as soon as possible—so Honda Keita and his maintenance team are almost in shifts these days He frantically repaired various defensive measures, and was so tired that he didn't even have time to wash his hair. Taketori Che escaped the catastrophe of overtime work because his arms were injured.

After sending Billy away at the pier, Taketori, who felt he had recovered from his injuries, finally slipped back to the port mafia and ran to meet Osamu Dazai.

Maybe it was the port mafia leader who had explained something to the people below. This time, she easily took the elevator up to meet the young black-haired young man without much hindrance.

This building is the office building where Osamu Dazai used to be when he was one of the five cadres. Later, because he secretly took over the position of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, in order to keep it secret, he deliberately released false news that "Osamu Dazai went abroad to perform a long-term latent mission" to confuse the enemy and us. So the building was justifiably vacant.

Once Building No. [-] collapsed, the vacant office here could just come in handy as a temporary office location.

Nakahara was also very nervous about this, wishing to stick to Osamu Dazai 24 hours a day, for fear that he would suffer new attacks during this period.

"Don't be nervous." Dazai saw it openly, and explained to his subordinates the blueprint of the new building in his hand, "It just so happened that the enemy helped us demolish the building, and it happened to rebuild a new building with stronger defense. Prepared for this.”

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very puzzled, because he had also read the blueprint, which put forward various harsh conditions, including the requirement that the outer glass be able to defend against the continuous attack of grenades, the walls that cannot be blasted even by the muzzle of tanks, every An independent, well-thought-out and complex security system should be set up between floors... Although it is a good thing to pay attention to safety, it is even better for a garbage leader who likes to commit suicide to cause trouble for others, but this...isn't it too exaggerated ?

Therefore, the cadres with red hair expressed their doubts after all their subordinates left.

"Oh, Chuya." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and replied casually, "I don't want to experience another accident where a plane hits the office."

The fair and handsome face of Chuya, who felt dereliction of duty, suddenly flushed with embarrassment and anger, he stammered and argued: "This time it was just an accident, if you hadn't asked me to destroy the bases of those three organizations, it would have cost me a little Time, our anti-aircraft firepower was destroyed in advance by the inner ghost again... That damned plane can't be within 500 meters of the headquarters!"

"I know you will protect me. Chuya, I have never doubted this." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "But no one is perfect, you can't protect me all the time, you also need to rest, and you will Burnout—and accidents happen in the smallest details."

"But……"

"Don't worry, slug, I have already chosen your shift candidate, and I can take turns protecting me with you."

The black-haired port mafia leader said confidently.

Nakahara was also silent for a few seconds, and asked tentatively: "Who is it? Mr. Hirotsu? Or Miss Hongye, I can't let Kajii, who knows how to play with lemon bombs every day, come..."

"Neither, they are all responsible for important tasks, and they have to shoulder more important tasks during my planning stage." Dazai raised a finger calmly, stopped the other party from speaking, and then raised the corners of his mouth mysteriously, " Look, here she comes."

As if to cooperate with his prophecy ability, the door just opened at this time, and the guards came to report that some grassroots members were coming to meet the leader and asked if they wanted to meet.

"Great, let her in."

Then Taketori Che pushed open the door, and as soon as he came in, he slammed the lines of asking for debts: "Brother Zai! Send money! 21 US dollars! I won't charge you interest for the sake of life and death a few days ago." Already!"

Osamu Dazai: ...

What a pure and unpretentious money-grubbing mercenary.

On the other hand, the cadre wearing a hat stared at the face of the little girl in front of him for a few seconds, then suddenly widened his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "Wait! You are not the one who killed a raw cow in my car, By the way, the bastard who crashed my beloved car into the repair shop!"

"It's me! How is it?" Taketori Che admitted frankly because he was in a self-confident mentality of [being owed money so he is the uncle], "By the way, Mr. Yamamoto, the special envoy of the Pengo Lie family, rewarded me with a bonus All the vendettas that have been embezzled by you to the point where only a fraction is left—I haven’t settled with the Central Plains cadres yet!”

"Ha! Whose hatred is that?" Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't believe that there is such a little rubbish in this world who confuses black and white, "You broke my car, and I paid for the repairs myself. I didn't deduct any one yen from your wages! Then, isn't it reasonable for me to use the maintenance fee given by Mr. Yamamoto to repair the car! And I also gave you a small change...Why do you still look like you are itching to hold grudges!"

Faced with such accusations, Taketori, who was unreasonable and strong, looked angry, folded his hands on his chest, and puffed through his nose, like a small steam engine.

Taketori Che: "I don't care, you withheld my money anyway."

Chuya Nakahara: "You crashed my car!"

Taketori Che: "I did it to carry out the mission!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Who asked you to perform the task?!"

Then both of them remembered who gave this order, and they all looked at the black-haired young man who was sitting and watching the show, watching the fire from the shore.

"Arguing, keep arguing." Osamu Dazai laughed at the two idiots very calmly, "Do you want to go out and fight before coming back?"

"........."

Chuya Zhongya's expression froze immediately, but due to the presence of others, he was the first to admit his mistake, "I'm sorry, leader, I'm too unsteady."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dazai." Taketori also apologized perceptively, and stabbed him, "But it was the Central Plains officials who provoked me first, and I was forced to fight back in self-defense."

When Zhong Ye heard this, he was so angry that he was about to run away, "Hey! You stinky girl..."

"Chuya, be quiet." Dazai sighed, sorted out the documents in his hands, and scolded without raising his head.

"……Yes!"

"So, Ache, have you thought about it?" The leader of the port mafia looked at the girl standing in front of his desk leisurely, "About the matter I proposed that day."

Although Nakahara Chuya didn't know what happened at all, he still dutifully stood behind the leader and listened silently.

Seeing that Taketori was silent for a few seconds, "If you can advance my annual salary for the next two years, I will agree."

That was exactly [-] million U.S. dollars, which could pay off Master's gambling debts.

"Okay." Dazai Osamu smiled generously, and handed over the envelope he had prepared in his hand, "Go to the finance department to get the money."

Taketori Che:! ! !

Isn't this man a little too big-hearted!

Aren't you afraid that you will turn around and run away after taking this [-] million dollars? !

Although I feel a little sorry for Osamu Dazai, it's time to teach him the basic truth of "never trust a money-grubbing hyena on the battlefield"!

"By the way, I have another gift for you."

Dazai Osamu suddenly called Taketori Che who was about to leave, and took out a new folder from the drawer beside him, "I wish you a happy start, Che."

"...Thank you, Chief."

Taketori looked strangely at the leather bag folder, which was obviously larger than the long envelope in his hand, and raised his head after receiving it and asked, "Can I open it?"

"Although my personal suggestion is that you go home and then take it apart," Dazai blinked his iris-colored eyes rather playfully, which made his originally inscrutable expression instantly appear a bit of youthful freshness, "But if you can't wait to see the gift, you can open it here."

The girl stared in a daze, because this feeling of suddenly "coming alive" appeared on the other party, and there was always a subtle sense of sight that had not been seen for a long time.

Of course Taketori Che chose to open the box on the spot, what if there was a bomb inside, it would be safer to open it face to face...

Zhongyuanzhong also quietly stepped forward, ready to deal with possible crises at any time.

But no crisis happened.

There is only a thin sheet of paper in the leather bag folder.

Taketori Che stretched out her fingers and carefully dragged it out. After seeing it clearly for the first time, her cynical expression suddenly changed.

It was a yellowish old photo. A foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes was wearing a traditional Japanese men's kimono with a smile on his face. A woman in a kimono was holding a chubby baby. A family of three stood under a cherry blossom tree for a group photo. .

Taketori Che stared down at the old photo, and she couldn't help but gently rubbed the faces of the two people with her thumbs, as if she could still feel the warmth of the two people through this thin, old photo. The temperature of the face is the same.

That feeling... In the eyes of others, it was as if a beast named "Lonely" had suddenly devoured this helpless girl.

After a long time, so long that even Nakahara thought she had suddenly lost the ability to speak, Taketori Cheru said softly: "I like this gift very much, thank you...Mr. Dazai."

"You're welcome."

Osamu Dazai was very satisfied with her sad and true expression, "Go and do your work."

It wasn't until Taketori Che left the chief's office that Nakahara Nakaya couldn't help asking: "Isn't that just a photo?"

"But for some people, this may be the last family photo in the world." Dazai said slowly, as if he had seen through some distant time and space story, "Her mother came back with a child who was only born for one year. In Japan, my husband also traveled with me. The night after the family took pictures under the cherry tree, the photo studio caught fire due to some accidental factors, so many customers’ photos were lost or burned.”

"Then how did you find it?"

"Ah, this is the secret~"

Hearing this answer, Chuya curled his lips in dissatisfaction. After all, since he knew this guy all these years, Osamu Dazai has become more and more mysterious.

If this goes on like this, everyone in the Central Plains will feel that the rubbish green mackerel can change from the "port mafia leader" to the metaphysical profession of "magic stick".

"So it's her?" The cadre wearing the hat said in a deep voice, "The child you are optimistic about... seems to be an unreliable guy. Although he was really brave when he jumped off the stairs with you on his shoulders that day, he really It's too messy."

"I hold the opposite attitude to you, Chuya, maybe in the near future, Ah Che's reliability will not be weaker than yours." Osamu Dazai crossed his fingers and put them on the table, said calmly, " Shall we make a bet? I hear you got a bottle of '86 Margaux recently..."

"Bastard Qingmao! I knew you were planning on my collection! Don't bet!!"

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On the surface, Taketori Che, who walked out of the Hong Kong Heicraft Headquarters as if nothing had happened, slowly accelerated his walking speed. It happened that there was a taxi passing by on the street in front of him with the "empty car" light on. Taketori Che, who always liked to save money, unexpectedly For the first time, reach out to stop the car!

It can be seen how restless she is at this moment.

After getting in the car and reporting the address and place name, Taketori Che couldn't help but took out the photo and looked at it carefully.

Looking at it, her tears fell on the photo with a "click".The girl seemed startled by her own tears, and quickly took out a tissue to wipe off the liquid carefully, for fear of wearing out this fragile old photo.

Put it in a photo frame when you go back.Taketori Che thought silently.

Damn... this time I really fell.

She knew this well - obviously if the hot chicken leader only gave herself a huge sum of money or a single photo, there would not be such a double superimposed lethality, but he just saw through what she wanted most. what is...

It's just... cheating like mind reading.

The kind-hearted uncle driver in front saw her secretly wiping tears through the rear mirror, thinking that the girl was broken in love, so he couldn't help but care immediately: "Son, are you okay?"

"Ah? I'm fine...Thank you, uncle."

"Did you encounter emotional setbacks?"

"...that's not it."

The uncle seemed to think that the child was being stubborn, and immediately persuaded him earnestly: "Oh, what can children of your age worry about? It's either about feelings, or studies, or something else... My youngest daughter is about the same age as you, Last week I quarreled with me, saying that I was going to elope with my boyfriend, give up my studies and so on!"

Taketori Che listened very attentively: "What happened next?"

"Later? I was so angry that I scolded her at the time, but she ran away from home that night. In the end, we mobilized nearby acquaintances and gang members to help find the two young people at the station... At that time they I have already bought the train tickets... Actually, I am not opposed to her falling in love. I have met that young man. He is very nice and self-motivated, but he is too poor. But in this world, you must either go to the society or go to school. Otherwise, how can there be a chance to get ahead? But the society is so easy to mess up, let alone in Yokohama. I run a taxi every day, and encounter robbery three times a week on average! I know these things best..."

"Besides, I'm her father, how could I be willing to harm my daughter? I just want her to read more books, broaden her horizons, and give her life more choices, instead of just love and love... So child, when you cry, think about those who love you, at least they still care about you in this world."

Taketori Che didn't feel bored listening to the driver's babbling about his parents, but listened gently, and finally touched the smooth and old family photo with his fingers.

"Well, you're right, they all love me."

—Only this matter, even if she dies, she will never change her opinion.