Miss Gojo is always saving the world

eighteen times.

is the number of renovations of the underground training room.

Fortunately, the members of the Wuliangxinghui organization have excellent psychological qualities, probably because they have been tempered by the previous leaders. Facing the cracked bricks and ruins blasted out of Wutiao Rijian, and the shaking of the earth, their expressions Plain, calm, and highly efficient homeopathic renovation.

Gojo Satomi patted the dust off her hands, she leisurely pushed open the door of the secret room, and was respectfully greeted by the black-clothed subordinates standing outside, guarding both sides of her back, and sent Gojo Satomi back to the chief's office.

"Did anything happen during this time?"

She has only been in retreat for a few days, but Osamu Dazai's ability to revitalize himself is obvious to all.

A subordinate stepped forward upon hearing the words, and whispered a few words in Wutiao Lijian's ear.

Wu Tiaoli was stunned, she nodded her chin with her finger: "A child has been kidnapped?"

"It's a child with supernatural powers."

"Ah..." Wutiao Lijian put his hands together and said happily, "Wow, Zhijun is already a mature Zhijun!" He actually learned to abduct children by himself.

"Let those two children come to me, and I'll take a look for myself." Wutiao Lijian instructed her subordinates, and when the two of them were ordered to leave, she turned and returned to her office.

The office on the top floor is still quiet, and it is cleaned regularly, so the desktops and counters are not stained with dust, and the floor is so clean that it reflects light. Standing opposite each other, the falsely long shadow is fixed on the oblique side.

Gojo Satomi sank herself into the soft single sofa, she breathed a sigh of relief, raised her right hand, the palm was bathed in the sun, and the fingertips were condensed with a little firefly-like blue light.

Reverse spell.

Behind the sunglasses, the snow-white eye feathers in the five strips suddenly fanned, and the star-blue light on the fingertips suddenly dispersed, and then disappeared.

It can only last for a few seconds, and the output cannot be too large...

She lacks a test subject.If I had known it earlier, I would have ordered them to bring in a few cages of mice.

"Knock knock knock".

A sudden knock on the door interrupted Gojo Satomi's thoughts.

She lay lazily on the sofa and didn't intend to get up, "Please come in."

The door opened in response, and a head with black curly hair got in first. Behind him, another furry head with ocher hair poked behind the door.

"Sister Satomi~" When in doubt, act like a baby!

Osamu Dazai flung himself onto the single sofa more and more skillfully, the young boy's demeanor resembled yesterday's, the corners of Nakahara Chuya's mouth twitched.

Wutiao Lijian felt a little amused, she lifted the boy's collar and put him down: "Zhijun, have you made friends yet?"

"It's not a friend." Osamu Dazai resolutely denied, and corrected, "It's my puppy."

The orange-haired Chihuahua in the rear exploded: "Who is your dog, bastard Dazai!"

See Wutiao: "..." A dog?

There's something wrong with the wording, Zhijun.

Gojo Satomi pushed up her sunglasses, and in an instant, countless information streams flashed in front of her eyes. She ignored the useless information and focused her eyes on the boy with brown hair.

Nakahara Chuya’s pupils are blue, but the color is darker than that seen in Gojosato, a cobalt blue like the deep sea. Even though a boy who has not been deeply involved in the world grew up on Raibo Street, his pupils are not stained with mud. The soul is clear.

The crimson energy hovering in his heart was filthy and sinister, and it was incompatible with the brown-haired boy, yet they were all in one.

... Zhijun, you really picked up an amazing child.

Gojo Satomi put down her sunglasses, and she greeted Nakahara Chuya with a smile, then raised her hand and rubbed the top of his hair: "Chuya-kun, right? Welcome to the Wuliangxinghui, Dazai is not serious sometimes. , it just so happens that you are about the same age, so you have to look at him when you are in trouble."

"Ha——" However, the expression of the red-haired boy fell apart, "What? Do I still have to take care of that mackerel?"

"Hey, I don't need a short, slimy slug to take care of me! Obviously it will only cause me trouble!" Osamu Dazai also had a disgusted expression as if he had eaten a fly.

"Who the hell is causing trouble all this time, bastard Dazai, please think back to what you did!"

"Chuya is a reckless idiot with a brain full of muscles and only knows how to use brute force. I don't want to clean up the mess for you!"

"What did you say?!"

The scolding voices full of youthful vigor of the youngsters resounded in the chief's office, Wutiao Lijian held tea with a smile, and looked at them with a little nostalgia in his eyes.

That's great, the youthful vigor.

Through them, she seemed to see a few double images, which were ten years ago in her memory, like a lifetime ago.

.........

Wutiao Lijian is still worried about the bottleneck of the altruistic reversal technique, the mouse is still too fragile to use, and the amount of spells it can withstand is far from that of a human body.

Just relying on the little positive energy that she can maintain stable now, it can't fill the vessel left by Mr. Wu at all.

Silence, silence is today's Yokohama Bridge.

What Wujo Rijian didn't expect was that when he fell asleep, someone would give him a pillow.

With a delicate expression, she repeated the words of the subordinate's report: "The port mafia requests to trade with us? What do they want to buy?"

Is there anything in the immeasurable stars that they covet?Speaking of which, the organization that Wu left for her was really big, involving countless industries, but these money and materials were not enough for the port mafia to take the initiative to find her.

Unless there is a conflict.But if the letter comes in a "deal" tone, then it's not.

Gojo Satomi had also heard a little about the old leader of the port mafia.

A typical wise man in the early stage and fatuous in the late stage. He used to be able to create the port mafia with the help of the general trend and develop it into the sky. However, under the torment of aging and disease, he became more brutal and crazy. Kill all the red-haired kids on that street" and stuff like that.

Fortunately, because that area involved the industrial interests of the Wuliang Star Club, it was impossible for the Wuliang Star Club to watch him wash the streets, so they intervened.

It is the behavior of Wuliangxing who will intervene to suppress others from time to time, so that the port mafia is restrained everywhere.Ben thought that he couldn't bear it for too long with the old leader's increasingly irritable temper, but he didn't expect that after many days, the port mafia and Wuliangxing would meet again, and it turned out to be a kind "trade request".

"It's a rumor spread by someone." The subordinate is also very helpless. He is an old employee who has followed the Wutiao Enlightenment of the previous generation. He has rich experience, especially in dealing with Wutiao-like creatures, and the art of dark language.

"Someone must have witnessed the inversion spell you cast, BOSS, and the process of the little white mouse jumping from dying to alive. So the wind leaked, and it turned into a rumor that you have recovery healing abilities..."

After welcoming Gojo Satomi back, Wuliang Xinghui finally no longer needs to be careful and keep a low profile. In order to remind the surrounding organizations not to try to take advantage of Gojo Satomi's departure, they specially released the news of the return of the new leader. About five rumors about "recovery abilities" spread like wildfire at this time.

"What the old boss of the port mafia desires most is a doctor, or in other words, a precious healing power." It is enough to hint at this.

Wutiao Lijian almost thought that he was talking about cheating.

For the first time in his life, Gojo Satomi was positioned as a "nanny" career.

It feels quite novel.

The white-haired woman took a sip of her tea and took over the conversation: "So, the port mafia's deal means that I will treat their old leader? Seriously?"

Not to mention that her inversion technique is currently an unstable bomb. The old leader rushed to the doctor in a hurry.

"As far as I know, the root of the disease of the port mafia is 'aging'." Gojo Satomi said slowly, "Even I can't make people return to youth."

The subordinate tentatively asked: "Then, I will refuse...?"

"No, it's just right." Gojo Satomi put down the teacup, she smiled meaningfully, and asked her subordinates to lead her the way.

The backlash that has been suppressed for too long is very serious. Wuliangxing will always be on the head of the port mafia, and it is unknown when it will exceed the old leader's tolerance threshold.

The old leader who has fallen into madness now will not care about the common people once an outbreak occurs. In comparison, the Wuliang Star Society seems to be restrained.

If the port mafia continues to develop like this, there will definitely be a battle with the Wuliang Star Society-this is what Gojo Satomi does not want to see.

For some reason, she didn't want too much human blood on what Wu left behind.

This opportunity is just right.Let her add fuel to the flames a little bit, not only can hone the reversal technique in the bottleneck period, but also help the port mafia jump out of the current predicament if it is done properly.

After all, Gojo Satomi will not stay in Yokohama for a long time. If there is no accident in the future, Wuliangxing will be handed over to the two children.It is the duty of the elders to clear the obstacles before that.

——It was the last gift she left for her lovely student before she learned the altruistic reversal technique.

.........

The place of negotiation is on the top floor of the Port Mafia's building.

Wujo Lijian is considered to be alone, but the Wuliangxinghui is a magical organization. After her subordinates drove her to the territory of the port mafia, they did not propose to send bodyguards to escort her, so she bowed slightly to Wujo Lijian. Under the surprised eyes of the surrounding mafia, he drove away.

They... just don't care about the life and death of their own boss?

Not even a bodyguard, watching his leader go deep into the enemy camp?

Ah.The subordinate driver who was stepping on the gas pedal had an indifferent face and said to himself what do you know.

As a person who witnessed the former leader of the three-second bombardment of an organization, he had already deeply experienced the horror of Wutiao.

They also sent followers to protect them. I'm afraid that when the time comes, their BOSS will protect the followers instead and drag the BOSS back.

Let's hope the port mafia gets to the bottom of it and tomorrow's papers won't see headlines about five buildings collapsing overnight.

Amen.

Wujo Rijian was on the first floor of the building, waiting for his guide.

The doctor in a white coat tidied himself up, and walked towards Wutiao Lijian with a big stride and a smile.

Mori Ogai extended his hand to her politely: "Long time no see, Miss Gojo. The leader has been waiting on the top floor for a long time, so I will take you up."

Oh, it's you.

Satomi Gojo was surprised, and followed Mori Ogai to the elevator.

She thought to herself, the attending doctor is Mori Ogai, and the old leader is quite tenacious, and he has survived to this day.

The author has something to say: Today's update has been sent ahead of time~ I went to celebrate my birthday at night, hehe.

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