The strongest illusionist is a pineapple head

"Where shall we start?" Liu Dao Mukuo sat on the only chair in the room, which was prepared for himself by the person in charge, "Let's talk about our daily work first."

The Laundry Bureau employees looked at each other, not knowing how to react to what was happening.

Liu Dao Mu is very good at seeing through people's hearts, which is why he made such a decision.

Obviously, none of the employees here have their own opinions. They will only let the leaders oppress them. Complaining to each other with their colleagues or cursing others behind their backs is all they can do.

Because of this, they are easier to control.

Still no one spoke, Liu Dao Mu could only break the silence by himself.

He kicked the steward who was lying on the ground with his toe: "I heard that this person has been bullying you before? This is really too much, why don't you tell me what they usually do to make everyone angry. "

"..."

Everyone looked a little hesitant. They looked at each other and were waiting for the first person to speak.

"It doesn't matter," Liu Daomui showed a considerate smile, "We are colleagues from today, and I want to know you better."

"It's just... the previous manager would deduct our wages every time. Our life is not easy. Every time we talk to the manager, we will be driven back." Finally, a person spoke.

With the first beginning, the rest of the people finally began to cry about the viciousness of the previous manager.It feels like they've finally found someone who can call the shots for them.

"Really, I really feel sorry for you." Liu Dao Mu was very patient, forming a stark contrast with the previous steward, but what Liu Dao Mu had to do was not over yet...

Liu Dao Mu gave them permission to take revenge on the former manager, and it was up to them to decide what they wanted to do.

It couldn't be easier to control people with resentment or hatred in their hearts, just let them vent their resentment.

Today, the Laundry Bureau ushered in an unprecedented revolution, and Liu Dao Mu also grasped the hearts of everyone here in less than a day.

Those employees kept making trouble until the evening and were finally tired from playing. Liudaoku let them go back to rest very reassuringly. He was not worried at all that someone here would report to his superiors.

If anyone here could see the higher-ups, they would have already cried to the higher-ups about the evil deeds of the management here.

When everyone went back to the dormitory, Liu Daomui used mind control to extract a lot of information from the old steward.This person's heart seems to have no line of defense, and everything is going very smoothly.

From the mouth of the old steward Liudao Muk learned that he was the only one with regular access to the Port Mafia.Every once in a while, the steward will send in the clothes of the high-level people.

What Liu Dao Mu needs now is such an opportunity to enter.

It's not that he can't go in by himself, but it's easier to have an aboveboard identity for the first time.

******

Today is the day when the steward regularly delivers the laundry to the port mafia headquarters.

Liudao Mukuro came to the headquarters building of the Port Mafia with a small cart in his hand.

Before he could put a foot on the steps, the black people at the door raised their guns and aimed at Liudao Mukuro.

Liudao Mu raised his hands in a panic: "My name is Mu...I'm from the Laundry Bureau, and I'm here to deliver clothes."

The guard at the gate was not so easy to talk to: "We know the steward of the laundry bureau, who are you?"

Liudaokui was flustered and impatient, biting his lower lip as if he had been wronged: "The steward suddenly became unwell and became seriously ill. I came here in his place. The steward said he had asked for leave and explained that someone would come to see him off in his stead. , you can check it out."

The man in black was still dubious after hearing Liudaoku's explanation, but he still contacted the relevant department to confirm.

Repeatedly confirming that there is such a thing, the black-clothed people at the door can let Liu Daoku go in.

As soon as I entered, there were various body searches and scans.

Liudao Mu fully demonstrated the panic that a newcomer entering the headquarters for the first time should have. During the inspection, he was completely dizzy and didn't know what to do next.

After going through several checkpoints, he can be regarded as officially entering the headquarters of the Port Mafia.

Almost every few steps are guarded by men in black with guns in their hands. This degree of rigor is rare even in the Italian Mafia.

If it was just to complete Peng Lie's mission Liu Dao Mu, it wouldn't take so much effort at all, what the Samsara Eye told him was the key point.

Liu Dao Mu planned to complete Peng Lie's investigation task today, and then randomly control a high-level person to use the power of the port mafia in Yokohama to help him find the person he needs in Samsara Eye.

There are fewer and fewer things on the trolley, and now there is only one last stop, which is the top floor of the building.

On the way to the top floor, the number of inspection checkpoints is beyond Liudaokuku's imagination, and it also has various advanced inspection equipment such as infrared scanning.

After various tests, Liu Dao Mu finally came to the last gate.

The list of clothes sent by Liudao Mu did not specify the name, only the specific location.

Originally wanted to go in and see who was inside, but the man in black at the door stopped him: "Just leave the things you want to deliver to us."

When Liudao Mukuro was about to hand things over to the other party, the door in front of him opened, and a man a little taller than him came out from inside.

The man in black who spoke just now bowed respectfully after seeing that person.

Liu Daozao knew this person, he should be Osamu Dazai, one of the five cadres of the port mafia.

Liu Daoku looked at the man in black beside him, and hurriedly followed suit.Because he was too anxious, his forehead hit the handrail of the cart, and the cart just rushed forward.

"Mr. Dazai, please be careful—" the man in black next to him reminded him when he saw that the trolley was about to hit Dazai.

It's just a trolley, and there's not much on it. Osamu Dazai actually supported it with one hand lightly.

"It hurts..." Liudaokuo held his blushing forehead, and then realized that he seemed to have gotten into trouble, "Yes, I'm sorry!"

The man in black next to him pointed his gun at Liudao Mukui: "What were you doing just now?!"

"I, I didn't!" Liu Dao Mu raised his hands to show his innocence, "I was really careless just now...not on purpose..."

The more he talked, the more wronged he became, the corners of Liu Dao Mu's eyes turned red slightly, as if he was going to cry right away.

"Well, I'm fine." Osamu Dazai stopped the man in black, "I'm fine, and it was just an accident."

"Yes!" The man in black put away his gun and said to Liudaokuo, "Thank you Mr. Dazai soon."

At this moment, Liudaokuo realized: "Thank you very much, Mr. Dazai."

"Are you new here?" Osamu Dazai found that the boy in front of him was a little strange.The things in the trolley were clothes washed by the laundry bureau. Osamu Dazai remembered that the person who brought them over was a middle-aged man.

Liudao Mu nodded: "Yes, I just joined yesterday. Our manager is not feeling well, so I was asked to come today."

"I see." Osamu Dazai pushed the cart back to its original position, pointed at Rokudokuku's forehead, "It's better to deal with it."

Liudao Mukuro's head was a little red and swollen after bumping it just now, especially on the white forehead.

Liudaoku shook his head flattered when he heard this: "No, no, I'll just deal with it myself. It's really my honor to let adults care so much."

"It's okay." Dazai Osamu didn't know why he seemed to be particularly concerned about taking Rokudoku to treat the wound, "It just so happens that I'm going to the infirmary right now, so I'm going by the way."

Being able to be alone with the cadres is an opportunity that the lower-level people can't ask for, and it would be a bit strange if they continue to refuse.

"Then trouble your lord."

Before Osamu Dazai left, Rokudao obediently followed behind, like a beautiful doll, and could not hear any sound except for faint footsteps.

When they came to the infirmary, Osamu Dazai went to talk to the doctor here by himself, and Rokudokuro was taken aside to treat the wound.

Neither of them spend much time.

"Let's go, I'll take you out." Osamu Dazai said to Liudaokuku.

"How dare you bother Mr. Dazai...I'll just go out by myself." Liu Dazai touched the gauze on his forehead, "I haven't thanked Mr. Dazai for bringing me here to treat the wound."

"If you are allowed to go out by yourself, you may be shot before you reach the door." Osamu Dazai calmly said a terrible fact.

"Yes...is it...."

"This is not a place where lower-level members can come in. Of course, if you meet someone you don't know, you will deal with it immediately."

Liu Daoku had a suddenly realized expression on his face: "So that's how it is."

Just like Osamu Dazai said, there were quite a few men in black along the way. When they saw Liudao Mukuro, their first reaction was to be vigilant, and the gun in their hands moved slightly, but when they saw Osamu Dazai was there As if relieved.

Liu Dazai was delivered safely to the gate, and before leaving, he did not forget to thank Dazai Osamu: "Thank you, Dazai-sama."

"Well, I just happened to be on the way."

"Goodbye, Dazai-sama."

Rokudoku turned and left, but Osamu Dazai stayed where he was.

The exposed eyes were fixed on Rokudo Mukuro's back.

A boy with a pineapple head.

--Ah.