The daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

Kazamain Lan smiled and took the special snacks from the colleagues who came back from the mission, seeing their obviously darker expressions and fewer people than when they set off, but didn't say anything.

He just explained to the other party that someone wanted to second the staff tomorrow when the security team leader walked in.

The head of the security team looked at Kazama Yardan's laziness as usual, but he didn't curse in a daze. He just lowered his head with a wry smile when he mentioned the secondment.

"Everyone wants to go on missions with the combat troops, and the department and senior management appreciate it, but ordinary people like us who don't have supernatural powers..."

The rest of the security team members listened silently, without refuting the words of the security team leader.

"Kazemain, you said just now, who wants to be seconded?" The security team leader quickly walked out of his depressed mood, and then suddenly realized what Kazamain Lan had just described.

Kazama Yonlan blinked her blue eyes, and stretched out her palm to measure her height: "I don't know him, a black-haired boy who is about this tall, with bandages on his face and hands, and a black coat."

Everyone in the security room looked at Kazama Yardan in amazement.

These members, who had just lost many colleagues and were depressed, suddenly realized——

"It's a cadre! Kazamain, you are really lucky, that is the youngest cadre in the history of the port mafia!"

The security team leader became excited, and even raised his hand in excitement, trying to grab Lan Kazama, who still had an unusually calm expression, and shake him, but she cleverly dodged it.

In the face of the huge good news, he didn't pay attention to these details, but asked Kazamain Lan happily: "Did Mr. Dazai say how many people he will be seconded tomorrow?"

"I don't know, the team leader will ask him in person tomorrow."

Unlike the colleagues who were all excited around, Kazama Yulan was enveloped in soft knitted fabrics, drowsy in the warmth but still happily opened the snack box, ready to eat it as afternoon tea.

Although the head of the security team was very clear about Kazama Yardan's thoughts of fooling around, when he saw that the other party was really not motivated at all, he still wanted to beat this junior.

"Kazemain, don't you know what this means?"

The security team leader said seriously: "Unlike the fighting faction, Mr. Dazai is an absolute brain faction. This means that if you go on a mission with him, not only can you get close contact with the cadres, but you may also meet the Black Lizard Troop or other high-level personnel. As long as the other party recognizes your ability, you have the possibility of promotion."

Thinking of the subordinates who had just been killed or injured, the security team leader paused, and continued: "The most important thing is, for ordinary people like us, it will be much safer to follow Mr. Dazai."

Everyone else in the security room nodded in agreement, so excited that they wished they could go on missions with Osamu Dazai right now.

However, Kazama Yonlan just listened quietly, then lowered her eyes to look at the blood-stained snack box that had been opened.

The blue eyes blocked by the long silver-white eyelashes revealed a cold sarcasm for a moment.

Just a moment ago, he was still mourning the death of his companion, lest he would end up in the same end.

As a result, when the tempting spider silk issued an invitation to go to hell, these people were once again blinded by interests and desires, forgot the lesson just now, and desperately wanted to catch the spider silk.

That's why he hates underground jobs... Obviously, a normal life is so precious that he longs for it but can't afford it.But some people are willing to bleed to death without seeing the snacks in the box.

But within a breath, Kazama Yardan shrugged again with a smile, and said indifferently: "Such a good opportunity, then you all work hard."

Then the young man folded his beautiful and slender palms together, and said reverently to the dim sum: "I'm going to start."

"..." The security team leader took a deep breath, feeling that his kind persuasion just now was all in vain.

"Kazamain, no matter how many people Mr. Dazai will be seconded tomorrow, you must go."

The head of the security team made a decisive decision. Flying knives in his eyes stopped the dissatisfied commotion of the members next to him, and then stared at the astonished Kazamain Lan, and said viciously: "The mafia has paid you wages! Give me some refreshments at work, otherwise I'll take you to fill the sea."

"Do not……"

"You are not allowed to refuse! You are not allowed to ask for leave. Otherwise, you will have to wait for a month of overtime work."

The security team leader turned around with a cold snort.

Tuliu Fengjian Yuanlan was almost knocked dumbfounded by this "bad news".

……

After monitoring the screen, the handsome young man sat obliquely on the chair, resting his head on one hand, watching the development on the screen with interest.

The director of intelligence standing next to him bowed and asked doubtfully, "Mr. Dazai, he is just a security guard. Is there something wrong?"

The rest of the intelligence analysts nodded in the same way. They couldn't understand that he was just a gatekeeper. The whole mafia couldn't find a lower-level member than him. To put it bluntly, he was dispensable and no one would care if he died.Why would such an ordinary guy bother the cadre to go there himself?

Osamu Dazai watched every move of Inan Kazama in the surveillance video, but smiled happily.

After having doubts about Inan Kazama, he went to the intelligence department and asked for the relevant files of Inan Kazama.

Because of the madness of the old leader before his death, the reputation and strength of the port mafia dropped sharply. During this period, Yokohama's local Takase Club, GSS and other gang organizations took the opportunity to develop, and they had expanded to the point where Mori Ogai would pay attention.

In such an urgent situation, the mafia began to recruit people from all over Yokohama on a large scale, not only lowering the requirements, but also doing rough background checks.

But even so, no Mafia member should have a ridiculously clean résumé.

When Osamu Dazai saw the background investigation of Kazamain Lan's large-scale vacancy in the data, he deeply felt the difficulty of working with idiots.

However, the results of Kazama Inran's assessment when she joined the job still allowed Osamu Dazai to capture useful information.

All weapons use and gymnastics items barely meet the recruitment standards, without any useful abilities, in the past life, he was arrested and imprisoned for theft and missed the opportunity for education... No matter who you look at, this is a standard waste life , It was only by luck that I got the qualification to join the mafia.

But Kazama Inlan's life is just like this, maybe she will die in a certain weapon/battle, or maybe she will die in the attack of other organizations on the port mafia building.

No one cared about the life and death of a waste destined to be cannon fodder.

When people with supernatural powers entered and exited the port mafia building, they wouldn't even give Kazama Yardan a look when they passed by him.

However, such a person...

"Mr. Dazai, the leader asked me to come to you." Hirotsu Yanagi suddenly came, interrupting Osamu Dazai's thinking: "The mercenaries hired from Hakata to deal with other gangs due to lack of manpower have just arrived in Yokohama. Port. The leader means that you will take over this group of people."

Osamu Dazai took his eyes away from Kazama Yonlan on the screen, looked at the centurion commander of the Black Lizard Troop, and raised his eyebrows: "This is a matter of the martial arts faction, why did you ask me to come?"

Guangjin Liulang's silver-gray semi-long hair was combed neatly behind his head, and he stood quietly with a serious look, not expressing any opinion on the decision of his boss.

But even if Hirotsu Yanagi didn't say anything, Dazai Osamu was very clear about Mori Ogai's purpose of doing this - to find out the real situation of Hakata from Hakata's mercenaries.

If the leader of the Bodo violent organization is really missing, maybe we can see the clue from the words and deeds of these people.

Osamu Dazai sighed, feeling that he should not stay in the headquarters building today, but should go to the game street for a day.

But he did not reject Guangjin Liulang, but stood up after asking for the documents of these mercenaries, as if he was about to go to the port to sign for them.

"Oh right, this is for you."

As soon as Guangjin Liulang breathed a sigh of relief, Osamu Dazai threw a stack of materials over.

He glanced roughly, and was surprised to find that the content of the information was just an ordinary member of the security team: "Mr. Dazai, this is?"

"I'm here to sign for Bodo, so you can watch this for me - don't you want to take Black Lizard to GSS tomorrow to investigate their involvement in our port trade? Remember to second the members of the security team, including wind The courtyard is beautiful."

Guangjin Liulang was puzzled: "The security team are all ordinary people, their ranks are too low to be qualified to act with the Black Lizard. Moreover, the Black Lizard has sufficient manpower, and there is no need for secondment..."

Osamu Dazai stopped in his footsteps, turned half sideways and calmly looked at the serious old man with his kite-colored eyes.

Guangjin Liulang, who has been in the Mafia for more than ten years, immediately understood the other party's silence and stopped saying, "Yes, I remember."

"Mr. Dazai, let me ask one more question—why do you value this low-level member named Kazamain Ran?"

Osamu Dazai smiled casually: "It's just a decryption game when you're bored."