Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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After entering through the passage, Sawada Tsunayoshi kept moving forward in a crawling posture. His speed was very fast, and he reached the exit without climbing for a long time.

At the exit, Tsunayoshi Sawada confirmed at a glance that the room in front of him was the staff dormitory on the second floor of Ric Bar.There should have been a metal ventilation rail at the exit, but it seemed that Osamu Dazai took it off when he climbed in.

There is a chair directly under the exit, which was probably used by Osamu Dazai when he climbed in.Tsuna stretched out his legs first, and then nimbly jumped down the passage.

Speaking of which, the door of the staff dormitory should be locked, how did Osamu Dazai get in?

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned his head, and the black-haired young man behind him also successfully jumped out from the exit, his movements were quite dexterous.

"That mercenary group should be going to Ric's underground arena, how do we go underground now?" Tsuna asked.

He remembered that Mr. Sakurada had mentioned before that, in addition to the small-scale direct elevator in the store, there is a passage leading to the Ric auditorium in the nearby underground parking lot, and there is also a clothing store a few stores away. one.

But he didn't know the more detailed location.

"It's really unexpected, Mr. Sawada." Osamu Dazai smiled and answered irrelevant questions. He slowly walked up to him and continued, "Have you already guessed that it's a mercenary group?"

"Don't you know more?" Sawada Tsunayoshi hugged his shoulders, raised one eyebrow slightly, and retorted.

The face of the sand-colored windbreaker youth still had a false smile on his face, and there was no change in the slightest because of Sawada Tsunayoshi's rhetorical question.He snorted inexplicably: "So come with me."

He seems to have the ability to read minds, spying on Gang Ji's thoughts: "I will take you to the fourth road leading to the arena."

After finishing speaking, he turned around first and walked towards the room at the end of the corridor of the staff dormitory.

There was a perennially locked room at the end of the corridor on Ric's second floor, and Tsunayoshi Sawada had always wondered what it was.Occasionally, when he passed by the dark blue embossed door, he would stop for a moment to take a look.

The door looks a bit old, although the door style is the type that Mr. Sakurada would like, but the surface of the door is covered with a thin layer of dust, and the door handle is even thicker. layer.

It can be seen that the door has not been opened for many years.

The super intuition inherited from his blood can not only judge the right or wrong of things in combination with the situation, but also produce some omens for certain things that have been accepted as information by the subconscious.In fact, super intuition can produce a vague definition of some things, but this also requires a little logical processing based on the actual situation.

But that, too, is only a hazy definition yet to be explored.Otherwise, he wouldn't have stabilized at a rather pitiful level no matter what subjects he was in middle school.

When passing by that door at that time, the adjective that emerged in Tsunayoshi Sawada's mind for the things behind the door was - "important".

There seemed to be something very important in the house.

But this adjective made him confused and puzzled under the circumstances at that time.

What is it that is so important that it has been sealed in a certain place for a long time and ignored?

At that time, Sawada Tsunayoshi thought that he shouldn't make such wild guesses about his boss, so he quickly put this matter behind him.

But at this moment, he was standing in front of this door with a man full of mysteries.

Osamu Dazai bent his upper body, looked down at the dark blue embossed door, and then turned around: "Nah, Mr. Sawada, please light a fire, it's too dark here."

"Do you want lighting.?"

"Yes yes~"

Sawada Tsunayoshi took out the mobile phone whose screen hadn't been repaired from his pocket. He tried it, and the flashlight function was working.So he didn't talk nonsense with Osamu Dazai, and just turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone to shine on the door.

"Isn't a flashlight better than a flame?" he asked rhetorically.

Ever since he saw his deadly flames with many functions, this bandage spirit surnamed Dazai Mingji always tried every means to ask him to use flames again. Watch the flames for the annoying bastards.

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, revealing that the scheme failed, with a bored expression on his face: "So indifferent, Mr. Sawada, we are clearly partners now."

Since you also know that you are a partner, then you should have a bit of an attitude as a "partner", right?

Sawada Tsunayoshi complained silently in his heart, he really wanted to help his forehead at this moment.

"So? Where is the fourth road?" Time is running out now, and there is a rare dark look on his brows, and he also changed the topic: "I still want to find Mr. Sakurada's family."

The implication is that he has no time to chat with Osamu Dazai here to pass the time.

Osamu Dazai didn't respond to Sawada Tsunayoshi's attitude, he just shrugged his shoulders slightly: "Don't worry."

He glanced at Gang Ji, and a familiar smile appeared on his face again. He fumbled in the pocket of the windbreaker and took out a piece of iron wire that was not too long.

Then, under the eyes of Sawada Tsunayoshi who became more and more incredible, he inserted the iron wire into the lock cylinder of the door. He didn't even look at the door lock, but listened to the sound with his ears to discern the subtle differences, and flexibly Turn the wire.

With a "click", the dark blue embossed door swung open.It took about three seconds.

Osamu Dazai opened the door of the room with only a small gap open, then turned his head with a smile, and whispered joyfully to the dumbfounded brown-haired young man, "Please come in quickly~ Mr. Sawada."

So what was this guy doing before?

Why is it that a member of a detective agency can say unexpected and terrifying speeches anytime and anywhere, and can pick an anti-theft lock with a wire in three seconds?

Not a nice guy at all.

Sawada Tsunayoshi twitched the corner of his mouth, and stepped into the blue door in a trance.

Inside the door is an office that cannot be called spacious.

Sawada Tsunayoshi pointed the mobile phone with the flashlight turned on in front of him. The first thing he entered was the rectangular red lacquered desk facing the door, and behind it was a black seat with a classic style and a very imposing appearance.

There are tall bookshelves on the left and right walls between the tables and chairs, and there are a variety of books on them.

The layout of the furniture is similar to the study and reception room in Mr. Sakurada's home.

He felt a little sorry for touching Mr. Sakurada's privacy without authorization. After all, the things behind this door were locked by Mr. Sakurada, and he had never heard the other party talk about this room. It can be seen that the other party is very concerned about this room precious.

But this is only necessary in case of emergency.

He silently apologized to Mr. Sakurada in his heart.

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not forget that Osamu Dazai came to this office to take him to find the fourth passage leading to the underground arena.He stood there and looked around, but he didn't seem to see any obvious passage.

so.

"Is there any secret passage here?" He looked back at Dazai.

"That's right, as expected of Mr. Sawada." The man in the sand-colored windbreaker smiled and passed over his shoulder, and then walked towards the row of bookshelves against the left wall.

With one hand in his pocket, he straightened his back and looked up at the books on the bookshelf. He raised his other arm slowly, and then pulled out a few books from the overcrowded bookshelf.

"I remember, probably these few books." He murmured softly, but there was a confident smile on his face.

The bookshelf really seemed to be triggered by some mechanism, making the sound of gears and chains colliding and rubbing against each other. This small office seemed to tremble a few times, and the ceiling even leaked a little. Here comes the gravel.

Soon, the two bookshelves next to each other on the left wall were clearly moved to the two sides, revealing a corridor just wide enough to accommodate a person.

Sawada Tsunayoshi shined the phone on it, and he could see the stairs in the corridor.

"Going down from here, you can directly lead to the purple card VIP box on the field." Dazai Osamu who was standing beside him said.

"Have you participated in the construction of Ric?" Tsunayoshi Sawada asked, lowering his head slightly, leaning forward and walking into the corridor between the bookshelves.

Dazai Osamu followed Sawada Tsunayoshi and walked in. Faced with his doubts, he replied honestly: "Not really."

Tsunayoshi Sawada turned his back to Dazai and went down the stairs, "What is your relationship with the Port Mafia?" He asked bluntly.

Since that day when Osamu Dazai handed over the black membership card that Mr. Sakurada said he should not have seen, he has been greatly confused about this matter.

In his opinion, Osamu Dazai's mind is a little too clever.When talking to him, no matter how delicate the foreshadowing or persuasive guidance before the conversation, this man will see through it with the pupils at the end of his eyes.

Therefore, it is better to save those complicated and cumbersome prefixes and simply ask your own questions.

As for whether to answer, how to answer, that is the other party's business.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't look back, but he heard the man behind him chuckle in a low and magnetic voice.

"What do you think, Mr. Sawada?" the man asked out of question.

"You used to be a mafia." Tsunayoshi Sawada replied.His final sound was not raised, which is an affirmative sentence.

Dazai laughed again.

It wasn't a sneering sneer, but a snort that seemed to have some pleasure.

The black-haired man didn't answer his question, but instead praised Tsunayoshi: "Mr. Sawada, do you want to take the exam or consider switching to a detective agency in the future?"

"With your conditions, it is really suitable for the Armed Detective Agency." Osamu Dazai said.

The slender young man walking in front did not reply to his words, but stopped suddenly.

Accompanied by the sound of the air being cut by the sharp blade, he dodged the attack from the dark stairwell ahead at an almost unbelievable speed.

The light from his mobile phone moved diagonally upwards as he raised his arm, so he could only vaguely see a samurai sword in his line of sight.

A vague figure wielded the blade deftly. Seeing that his attack was easily dodged, this person immediately moved closer and continued to attack.

The knife moves changeable, and the action is fierce.The other party seems to be a good hand who is used to using a samurai sword.

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not take it lightly, he changed his dexterous steps to avoid this move one after another.

Until the opponent was forced to follow his deliberate guidance and thrust the samurai sword into the wall. When the opponent tried to hold the handle to pull the blade out of it, Sawada Tsunayoshi raised the light of the mobile phone and irradiated it vertically. in the face of the attacker.