Started with a green hat for Verlaine

The chief's room became extremely quiet, only the sound of flipping through papers could be heard.

Ma Shengqiu also stood at the desk and stretched out his hand to read the report, reading the confidential content that only the leader can read.

Inayama Jigo wasn't angry, or in other words - he couldn't have negative emotions towards Aso Qiuya. Lantang edited the leader's personality and deleted the part that was unfavorable to his lover.

This also made Ma Shengqiu lose his respect for the leader.

One who will not hurt himself, will not insult and make things difficult for himself, just like a puppet on the stage, all he can do is to manipulate the other party through the curtain, observe the audience, and learn every move of the puppet during its lifetime.After the death of the leader, Lantang is deepening his understanding of medicine and the human body. Under the guidance of Natsume Soseki, he is further learning the skills of understanding people's hearts and moving closer to the minimum requirements of the script team.

"Boss, in order to secure your position and eliminate Mr. Dazuo's people, aren't you afraid of his rebellion?"

"Isn't Qiu Ye-kun the one to be afraid of?"

Inayama Jigo joked to the other party that after seeing through life and death, his temperament has changed a lot.

Ma Shengqiu also said, "Are you making trouble for me?"

Inayama Jigo was relaxed, his eyes were illusory, and the coldness of his life was faintly visible, "It can't be said that if you want to take power, any subordinate must not have too much power. The Nishida cadres are gone, and there are Dazuo cadres and Yagishita cadres. Weakening the two of them will not make them disagree."

Inayama Jigo threw over another document, which was his suppression against Yagishita and his ilk.

In the port mafia, he has long made everyone dare not speak out.

Tyrant style.

This point, Inayama Jigo will not change after he wakes up. The habits he has cultivated for a long time make him say the same thing.

"Qiu Ye-jun, you are too dereliction of duty as a cadre, and I don't even have any arrangements for you."

"..."

"By your side, how many people can work hard for you?"

"I don't need their lives."

"Haha, are you kidding me? Is there a cadre who has climbed to the top of the mafia who does not pursue power, does not covet money, does not enjoy other beauties, and stays wholeheartedly in the office?"

"Am I behaving strangely?"

Aso Qiuya's face was slightly confused, thinking that he was not wrong.

Like every job, the essence of Huaguo people is to hold an iron rice bowl and eat until retirement.

In his opinion, the port mafia was a curious job in his previous life, with high salary, strict work, and low diploma requirements. He paid the price for this "curiosity", but he would not think that his work attitude was problematic. As far as the disgusting situation is concerned, he is used to it now.

The arrow shoots the bow and does not look back.

When he stepped into the darkness, he would not think that he had gone the wrong way, at most he had borne some sins.

"Qiuya-kun, you don't look like a person from this country."

Suddenly, Inayama Jigo's words made Aso Qiuya's heart beat faster for a second, and then the other party's statement proved that he was just thinking wrong, "You seem to be incompatible with other people. I couldn't see through you when I was alive. After I died, I settled down. On the contrary, this false soul has the leisure to observe you, and the more I look at it, the more I am surprised. You don't care about these things, which means you think you can get them easily."

"Your ability to make money is superb, so you don't care about money. Your non-supernatural status restricts you, so you won't covet a status that doesn't match your status. Your boyfriend is a French superhuman. 90.00% of the men in Japan who are over [-] have a superb figure, not the slender beauties that Japanese people like, and their hips and legs are very fleshy..."

"And there is one more thing." Inayama Jigo said with a happy smile, "Lantang-kun has lost his memory and is extremely dependent on you. I can't help but wonder... all this is yours..."

[calculate. 】

Ma Shengqiu also smashed the documents in his hand on the desk, "Stop your nonsense!"

Inayama Jigo's throat seemed to be stuck by force, his eyeballs protruded, and he couldn't speak even when he opened his mouth.

He was set by Lantang to obey the orders of Aso Qiuya.

A puppet cannot disobey its master.

However, the doll's eyes can penetrate the will, staring at Aso Qiuya with a dark expression, wanting to see the other's angry face.It's a pity that such a gaffe is fleeting, and Aso Qiuya is still the top analyst who dares to let Inayama Keigo choke his neck to see who will die first.

Ma Shengqiu also said: "Your guesses are all your own imagination."

[I didn't plot against Lan Tang, I didn't use Lan Tang, I respected his personality after amnesia, I love him, I want to protect him, so that he won't end up in a foreign land...]

【I only calculate...】

Ma Shengqiu also severely suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

A certain name still leaps over the head, comes to mind from self-deception.

[Article Rimbaud. 】

The name that he loved so much at first, but later made him cowardly, got stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to say it easily.

It's like a switch...waiting to go off.

"Boss, a qualified leader only needs to pay attention to your work and will not hinder others."

"……Yes."

The order of master and slave was reversed, and the leader of the port mafia gave a complicated answer.

After all, the dead bowed their heads first.

Outside, in order to save homework, Zhongyuan Zhong also enlisted the help of many people. The friends who became "sheep" clubs in the school all made suggestions and put forward unconstrained opinions.

"Since you are a soldier, fight another battle to prove yourself and be taken back as a hero by the country!"

"How can it be so easy."

"Return to the motherland? Is it successful to send their bodies back?"

"Wow, this is too cruel, listen to me! Let them kidnap those officials and force those people to agree!"

"I think it's better to spend money to buy an identity back home..."

"By the way, there is a chance of smuggling!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also recorded the content in a small book. After collecting, he didn't say which person had a particularly good opinion, but secretly praised his friends.

With so many ideas, it is worthy of being a person from Leibo Street!

Ask the elementary school students and middle school students outside to answer, and no one will be able to give a decent answer.

The beautiful and snow-white Jinjila "Longer" lay on the back of Nakahara Chuya, and his pointed cat claws hooked the clothes on his shoulders to prevent them from falling off.It weighs about seven catties, and has not gained too much weight after neutering. It can be described as a beautiful and world-weary fairy cat. After careful breeding, its appearance is no less than that of a puppet cat of the same price.

Many of Nakahara Chuya's companions are girls, and their eyes are hot when they see cats.

beautiful!

Where have they seen such a beautiful cat!

"Chuya, can I touch it?" Yuxing and another short-haired girl gathered around, approaching from left to right, trying to get Zhongya's consent.Jinjila immediately turned from a relaxed state to a vigilant state, arching the cat's body, raising its tail, and opening its threatening teeth.

Central Plains also used the gravity ability to wrap Jinjila to prevent it from accidentally injuring its companions.

He said distressedly: "This cat doesn't like being touched by others. If you want to raise a cat, I will pick up a stray cat for you next time outside."

Youxing complained: "Can a stray cat be as good-looking as it is?"

There was no compromise in the Central Plains, "It was given to Mr. Qiu Ye and Mr. Lan Tang by someone else."

The right of ownership is not with him, and he cannot force the cat to come into business.

Zhong Yuanzhong also came up with an idea: "Tell me when you have time, why don't you buy more delicious food, feed it happy, and it will take the initiative to walk over to let you stroke the cat."

The girls sighed at the cat and agreed with the statement.

I need to save a little pocket money.

Every sheep member who is willing to go to school has a fixed pocket money of [-] yen per month. Aso Qiu will also provide them with a minimum level of food and clothing. If they want to improve their quality of life, they must go out of this place during the holidays. An old-fashioned dormitory building, looking for part-time job opportunities.

Nakahara Nakahara was on his way to find his teacher, so he called Yusaku Kudo from overseas, but he couldn't get through. The famous writer may have gone to write in his study with peace of mind.

He gave up [External Brain No. 4] and called Kudo Shinichi of [External Brain No. 5].

No longer willing to admit it, he also found that six-year-old children are indeed very smart.

"Dudu-"

"Yeah, Brother Zhongye? Do you have anything to do with me? Let me guess, is it because Brother Ranbu can't help you, and you are looking for us as foreign aid?"

Really... so clever.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't dare to be confident, and told Kudo Shinichi the difficult homework.

At the end, he added: "I can't get through to your father, please speak for me."

"Your family's homework is terrible!" Kudo Shinichi made a bluffing sound on the American side, put on his slippers, and ran to find his father in the study, "Wait, I will put my father and I together." I will email all my ideas to you, don’t think I’m useless when I’m young, just brainstorm, the one that told me in Hawaii, I’ll send it to you tomorrow during the day!”

The call ends.

Nakahara also remembered the time difference between the United States and Japan slowly.

How much faster... It seems that Japan is [-] hours faster than the United States. He returned from his first trip abroad and lost a day of jet lag at home.

"The next call is [External Brain No. 3]. I hope he doesn't hold grudges against me. There is always no time difference between Tokyo and Yokohama."

Zhong Yuan also muttered in his mouth.

Under the reception of the government personnel, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa of the Supernatural Secret Service Division sat in the secret base with a face full of indifference.His personal cell phone rang, drawing disapproving looks from some people.

Seeing the name on the phone call, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko tilted his head.

— Do I have friendship with him?

--No.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko will never forget the orange-haired boy who beat himself into tears in the fog zone. That punch hurt so much that his internal organs twitched.He didn't take revenge on the other party, just because he hasn't found the strength to get back on the field.

"Is there something wrong?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko answered the phone and said, "It's not convenient for me to chat here."

Zhong Yuanzhong is not stupid, he heard the implication: "I will send you an email!"

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko said, "Well, I'll get back to you tonight."

hang up.

The white-haired boy turned off his mobile phone and handed it to the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Section. Afterwards, he followed the higher-level leaders and stepped into the base of the "Transcendent" training program.

Waiting for a test he didn't like, but had to for the sake of power.

A group of mortals trying to create a "god"?

Interesting.

During this strict and demanding process, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko endured a certain degree of pain, his ability was squeezed to the extreme, and the fog zone could no longer expand to the next stage.

He wants to grow.

He wanted the Fog Zone's ability to take precedence over everyone else.

In Japan, there will be no one stronger than him in the future, he will be the ultimate supernatural power user!

Receiving the electric current that stimulates the potential of the human body, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's pupils were about to lose focus, and he sat in the instrument and asked suddenly without looking at the densely packed numbers on the display screen.

"What is a transcendent?"

Across the transparent wall of bulletproof glass, the researchers outside were stunned.

The core of this plan leaked?

The leader of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Tan Tian Shantouhuo, who still has a few short hairs on his head and stands firm, stared at this good seed with the potential of the transcendent, and appropriately revealed: "The transcendent, that is, the highest-ranking person in the world. The title of the owner of the supernatural ability, the supernatural 'nuclear weapon' that every country wishes to have."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko asked again: "Are there any in Japan?"

Taneda Santou shook his head heavily. Japan did not, and was nailed to the identity of the defeated country.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko smiled contentedly.

That's right.

He was happy, Japan did not!

This shows that Aso Shuya, Edogawa Ranpo, and Nakahara Chuya have not reached the level of "transcendence", and the only person valued by the "transcendence" training plan is themselves!

As for Lantang?

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko doesn't think France will let "nuclear weapons" become Japanese men's wives.

The white unicorn is elegant, elegant and domineering.

"I will be!"

When he becomes a transcendent, he will lock everyone in Mr. Qiuye's family in the fog zone and watch them be hunted down by supernatural powers.

Finally, appreciate their beautiful superpower crystallization...

Thinking about it, being alive is full of motivation and meaning, the brilliance of human nature...it's too dazzling...

Huh... it hurts, these damn tests!