The vest cannot be collapsed

"Didn't you bring your badge?" Ango Sakaguchi raised his glasses and looked at the employee's face with confirmation.

He didn't have much impression of this employee, he felt as if he had never seen him before, but he also felt that his face was kind of mysteriously familiar.

However, there are many people in the department, and as the chief, he doesn't need to know everyone. If he can have a little impression, it means that he is at least a little familiar.

Haruki Jushan nodded in satisfaction with the effect he had created through the screen.

Of course he changed the appearance of Oda Sakunosuke in Sakaguchi Ango's cognition, but he didn't change much, only a little bit.

A person like Ango Sakaguchi who can work three jobs alone as an N-face spy must have a high degree of acuity and perception. If he rashly stuffs an acquaintance into his memory, it will seem strange.

As it is now, it is good to have a vague impression, let him make up his own brain.

"Don't act too familiar," Iyama Haruki said to Oda Sakunosuke, "You are just a small employee who is eager to check information, and you haven't had much close contact with this officer."

The staff keeping a pile of documents nodded eagerly.

"I sent my work card for inspection last year." He tried his best to maintain his calmness in his speech, but he still couldn't hold back a little irritation, "I just couldn't open the door outside when I came back from get off work, so I asked the security to take me back of."

"No wonder," Sakaguchi Yasugo nodded knowingly, "When I came here just now, I saw the back of the security captain in the inner area outside."

The insider that Jushan Haruki found for him was actually a captain? !

Oda Sakunosuke was shocked for a moment.

He originally thought that Jushan Haruki just randomly found a small security employee, hacked the system all the way and gave the green light to bring him in, who knew that he was a captain.

So in fact, he was able to get through unimpeded later on because the captain's authority is high, and it has nothing to do with Haruki Jushan?

Oda Sakunosuke scratched his head and wanted to know how Juyama Haruki fooled the security captain of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, but now that the chief of the Special Supernatural Secret Service was still standing in front of him, he couldn't just ask Jushan immediately. What exactly did Qingshu do, he could only hold back the curiosity in his heart, and tried his best to maintain a calm face in front of this officer.

The staff member seemed to call him Mr. Sakaguchi just now?

Oda Sakunosuke looked up at the officer's face, he heard the voice before, this officer seemed surprisingly young.

Most importantly, he doesn't appear to be bald yet.

As the most senior officer, not only did he not take the lead in hair loss, but he also betrayed his subordinates.

Is it in the river?This is unreasonable.

Oda Sakunosuke tried his best to keep his eyes from drifting to the top of the "Sakaguchi Chief", and tried even harder to keep his expression from showing abnormalities.

As the person who sneaked into the Ability Secret Service Section to steal the video tape, it's better for him not to be so provocative.

When Oda Sakunosuke scratched his heart and lungs and wondered about Haruki Iyama's method, there was still a little eagerness in the calmness he tried to maintain on his face.

It is precisely this eagerness that, on the contrary, aggravates the feasibility of his previous words.

Ango Sakaguchi didn't know that the staff in front of him was concerned about his hair volume.

He just stared blankly for a few seconds.

The Mafia side of the port does not know what to do now. It suddenly pulls the brakes and dispatches all the armed forces of the headquarters. It is a bit outrageous that the power supply and daily order have not been restored after such a long time.

In modern society, people cannot live without electricity. They haven't restored the power supply yet, obviously trying to cover up something through darkness.

——The fact is that the repairman is still beating the wall of the fire exit, and the instigator is watching the live broadcast of the Supernatural Secret Service while arguing with the leader of Mafia at the port.

Ango Sakaguchi thought about the documents that flew from the fax machine to his desk like snowflakes in the past ten minutes, and couldn't help wondering if something happened to the top leader of the Mafia headquarters at the port.

Could it be that someone succeeded in the assassination?

However, if something really happened to Osamu Dazai, there would be great turmoil in the port of Mafia and even Yokohama, and then spread to the outside world, and it would still be a turmoil with an unknown direction of development.

The balance between Mafia at the port, the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the other forces in the world is very delicate. Once something happens to Osamu Dazai, the order created under his strong iron fist will inevitably be shaken, and it will develop in an unknown direction.

At that time, the files they will have to deal with will be dozens of times larger than they are now.

Thinking of the mountains of faxes, Ango Sakaguchi reluctantly began to pray that the best leader was okay.

If something happens, don't make an accident now, he will take countermeasures and prepare to carry out after checking the data.

"Ah, yes." He remembered that he was here to adjust the materials. By the way, there was an employee who didn't have a badge but was also eager to adjust the materials in front of him. "I'm also here to adjust things."

"Swipe my cards, I'll finish searching the information later, you can continue to search."

"Thank you, Mr. Ango." The staff heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's quite easy to say." Haruki Iyama recalled Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango that he had seen before, and commented smoothly.

Obviously, Ango Sakaguchi in this world is better than the last one, and I don't know if he still engages in three-sided spies.

Oda Sakunosuke, who knows nothing about Haruki Iyama's inner drama: Huh?

He didn't call right?

"I have something to do," Jushan Haruki paused, and suddenly said in a hurry, "Luanbu came back, let him tell you how to retrieve the files, I will leave first."

Oda Sakunosuke:?

No, wait.

Tell me clearly what you mean by that sentence above? !

How did you slip away like this?

Are you and Mr. Ranpo planning to work shifts?

It's a pity that no matter how much he shouted in his heart, he couldn't show it on his face, so that the officer who was still standing beside him could see the clue.

"Wow, Oda," Ranpo took over Haruki Juyama's position with great interest, looked at his current position and sighed, "You are so efficient."

No.

If it weren't for being unable to speak, Oda Sakunosuke must have wanted to refute him-you have been fishing for too long.

Now it's the turn of Jushan Haruki to fish.

It's a pity that Jushan Haruki can't touch fish.

Something happened to him suddenly, something really happened.

The singularity produced by the supernatural collision has been left for too long, probably because Osamu Dazai communicated with him in his mind, and the outside world could not hear any sound. Now Zhongyuanzhong also seems to be planning to demolish the singularity.

As for? As for!

He was just flirting with Osamu Dazai!It's not like kidnapping Osamu Dazai!

Dazai Osamu, the grandson, thought of this from the very beginning, so he talked nonsense with him for so long. It can be seen that Nakahara Chuya's temper is really the same as before, which has not changed in any world.

He is not afraid that if the current singularity is added with another gravity, none of us will be able to survive.Osamu Dazai is not afraid of disqualification, but he is different.

Who knows what this singularity will become.

A conversation between riddlers with their own ghosts was about to turn into a blind box opening scene, so Haruki Jushan had to hastily log off the security captain of the Special Ability Secret Service Section, and moved the main body of the Armed Detective Agency out of sight Only then did he feel relieved to invest most of his consciousness in Osamu Dazai.

Nakahara Chuya, you don't add Riddler at all, so you can directly fill up the abilities?

"Shut up." Haruki Iyama hurried over and said to Osamu Dazai.

"No," Osamu Dazai returned the original words, perfectly recreating the ugly face of Haruki Iyama ten minutes ago when he refused to remove the singularity, "I can't speak."

Haruki Jushan: "...?"

You are 22 years old this year, not two years old, right?

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Jushan Haruki twitched the corner of her mouth, "You can't talk, what are you doing now?"

Osamu Dazai: "This is the subconscious mind."

"...Then you are still standing upright and strong." Haruki Jushan rolled his eyes

"Thank you, I think so too." Osamu Dazai accepted it very smoothly.

Haruki Juyama: ...

I really can't talk anymore today.

"What do you want?" he asked bluntly.

Osamu Dazai should have other purposes besides tricking him for doing this.

"If you can speak in your mind, you must also be able to play images in your mind." Sure enough, Dazai Osamu said bluntly, "I want to synchronize the perspective of your consciousness in the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

This is really impolite, the purpose of coming up is to directly look at the arrangement in the supernatural agent department.

Port Mafia is not enough to toss in the world, do you still plan to set up a supernatural spy department?

For the sake of good order in this world, Haruki Juyama was silent for a moment: "...I can't."

You can say you can't.

"My ability is based on the link between the two parties," Haruki Jushan began to talk nonsense, "If you want to share my vision, you can't be too defensive against me."

"No defense?" Osamu Dazai repeated.

"Yes, this is my vision. There is a two-way openness between us," the voice of the unknown person suddenly turned from indifferent to cunning, "Of course, it's up to you whether to open or not."

And if you don't defend against him, it is equivalent to directly exploiting all memory and cognitive authority to him, and letting others make random scribbles.

Even a little permission opening is enough for him to do something.

Most importantly, who knows what he said is true or false.

This is simply a calculation written on the face.

"I don't want to." Silence is the silent answer. Although he knew that Dazai Osamu could not get such a simple trick, there was still a touch of regret in Yushan Haruki's voice, "Didn't you hack the monitoring and security of the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" system?"

"It's fine if you don't see it directly." He asked knowingly.

Dazai Osamu: ... Which pot is not open and which pot to lift.

Do you want to guess why the top floor of Port Mafia is pulling the shutters.

"Where's your computer?" The supernatural being over there was still reluctant.

"Have you been hacked?"

Osamu Dazai swore he heard the familiar schadenfreude in this supernatural person's tone.

"Hey, who did it?" Haruki Jushan pulled back a round, feeling extremely relieved, "It's good to be black, to eliminate harm for the people."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Haruki Juyama, you did a good job.