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Because the night experience was very good, Ma Shengqiu also placed another order to buy medicines that will be needed in the next six months.

It was related to his and Lan Tang's sexual happiness, he paid quite generously, it was considered as a way of winning for the Japanese man, regardless of whether Mori Ogai was willing or not, the money was spent until the other party was willing.

Mori Ogai's mood was complicated, "The effect of the medicine...is it so good?"

He looked at his order volume, and the single dog had an urge to try it out.

Do not!

Forest Taro, you can't fall!

The officials of this country are hopeless, but you are a person with ideals and ambitions!

Damn—have I been single in the military for too long?Actually feel suffocated.Thinking about how good he was at the University of Tokyo before, the seniors showed favor to him, but it is a pity that he was too young to miss these good things.

On February [-]th, Mori Ogai's wallet bulged, and he happily bought a cream cake.

In the closed small clinic, he held a small cake to his little princess and looked at her tenderly.Alice, dressed in a foreign dress, turned around, put her hands behind her waist, raised her toes, and blew out the candles.

"Rintaro! Happy birthday!"

Today is Mori Ogai's 28th birthday.

One big and one small are entertaining themselves, as if having each other is enough.

Perhaps, Mori Ogai knew subconsciously that the only thing he could trust was the supernatural ability he had created.He believes in the "best solution" and he will not regret it. If he stumbles once in his life, he will get up and make those who laugh at him look good!Because of the plan of the Undead Legion, the soldiers who were constantly being treated with supernatural powers were overwhelmed and committed suicide collectively. He was stained politically and could no longer stay in the army.

He wants to change a path, and he hasn't decided on this path yet, so he needs more hole cards!

With the trump card in hand, he is qualified to choose his own future.

Mori Ogai's "friendship" with Aso Shuya was intentional. He believed that the other party could see that one more friend and one more way. He felt that he would be useful to the port mafia in the future.

"A capable person will treat another capable person differently."

Mori Ogai took off his gloves and pulled out the candles from the cake.

Alice couldn't wait to eat the little cake, and said, "Rintaro, you're talking to yourself again!"

Mori Ogai was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Ah, I'm sorry, I made Alice feel bored."

Alice looked at him with a malicious smile.

"But it's okay."

"Alice likes the decadent Rintaro the most. The poorer he is, the more lovable he is. Feel free to sink into the mud. No one will like you, no one will love you. You are such a person."

After contacting all his contacts, Mori Ogai, who lost his political career, was at a low point in his life, so miserable that even his supernatural powers laughed at him.

Mori Ogai cried: "Alice, even if you say that, I can't hate you—"

He gently wiped the cream from the blond girl's cheeks.

"Call me."

"After waking me up, let's go collect intelligence and get a better understanding of the dark side of the city."

"I don't have everything."

At least.

At this moment, he had Alice... oh, and the money he was forced to trade.

A day later, Mori Ogai's small clinic resumed business, and he heard interesting information from the injured.

He usually receives people who cannot go to a regular hospital, and who have problematic identities and backgrounds. These people are usually middle- and lower-level personnel of some small underworld organizations. For example, members of the Port Mafia will not come here to see a doctor unless the wound is unspeakable. They have their own hospitals and welfare, and I heard that even the funeral affairs are properly arranged. "Hong Kong black analysts" invested in the one-stop service of the crematorium, which was well received (?).

"The port mafia's pension is not the highest, but they have their own set of medical insurance. It is said that they have spent a lot of money to enclose a piece of land on the seaside with a beautiful scenery in Yokohama, and want to build a high-end cemetery."

"Yeah, I've also heard that instead of building a house, they went to build a cemetery."

"It's bad luck to do such a thing."

"You're thinking wrong, once you hear that there is a high-end cemetery, the housing prices next to it are also rising. I heard that the corpses of the mafia have evil spirits and can keep Xiao Xiao down. When such rumors come out... tsk tsk, it's really strange. "

"Hearing what you said, I want to buy a cemetery in advance."

"Think beautifully!"

"Hahaha—yes, we can't afford it! Seaview Cemetery, the price won't be low."

"I don't plan to think so far. It's easy to be alone without a wife and children."

Several injured patients sat on the hospital bed and chatted with their brothers.

Mori Ogai listened with gusto, and would not be excluded. He sat on a chair and read the diagnostic report while listening to these vulgar words that he had never encountered before.Suddenly, he heard a man with a plaster cast on his arm sigh: "Recently, there has been an inexplicable chaos. The attacks launched by the port mafia are like crazy. There is no need to do this if they want to seize the territory. It is useless for them to send out so much sugar during the Chinese New Year." , All of a sudden, I lost my favor."

"Shh, I heard that their leader is throwing a tantrum." Another person lowered his voice, "They said they wanted to make other organizations look good, so someone must have irritated this iron-blooded leader of Hong Kong gangsters."

They whispered, and their voices also dropped a lot.

The gang leader is a big shot in Yokohama!

In the local area, he has more power to speak than the mayor of Yokohama and the chief of the police station, and he is a veritable leader!

Sen Ou turned his head to the outside, and said in his heart: "It's really a little man's guess. A bit of rumored news is well-spoken. How can a mafia leader be as simple as he appears to be?"

Rather than saying that he lost his temper and lost his mind, it is better to say that the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters are plotting something?

In addition, analysts who are deeply trusted by the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters must know the inside story and are not in a hurry, which means that the matter is not particularly serious, otherwise they would not be so indulged in enjoying themselves recently.

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Out of his own judgment, Mori Ogai denied this plain information.

The outside world is constantly speculating about the port mafia grabbing territory. It is believed that the leaders of the Hong Kong gangsters have acted too hastily and have other plans, which makes several organizations second only to the port mafia dare not act rashly.Everyone is carefully observing that no matter how old the Lion King is, he still has the domineering aura to overwhelm other heroes. They arranged undercover agents in the port mafia to receive orders and pay close attention to the changes at the top and the travel arrangements of the "Hong Kong black analyst".

These smoke bombs were undoubtedly released by Ma Shengqiu. The purpose was to confuse the outside world, making them mistakenly believe that the port mafia had a new big target, and giving their own side some buffer time for random operations.

The situation within the Port Mafia is far more serious than guessed.

This winter has passed, and the physical condition of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong has taken a turn for the worse. Ordinary people are cultivating themselves while sick, but the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, who is in power, is getting weaker, his temper is worse, and there is no room for sand in his eyes!

He doesn't like anyone, and turns over old scores every now and then!

Not to mention that the three cadres couldn't bear it, their heads got bigger, and all the high-level Hong Kong and black officials were tossed about. Ma Shengqiu, who had just lived a good life, was also unlucky. He was arrested by the leader.

work overtime!

work overtime!

Still working overtime!Do not go home!

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters was lying on the hospital bed, full of hostility, and said coldly: "Little Hongye is very useful."

Ma Shengqiu was also summoned to speak, and he pinched his nose to answer the bad-tempered leader, "Yes, Hongye-kun's skills are clean and neat, far from that of a little girl of this age."

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters scolded with a sick face: "Is this what I asked?!"

Ma Shengqiu was also at a loss, so what are you asking.

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters looked at his puzzled eyes for a moment, and his anger decreased slightly, "Is there anyone else looking for her?"

Ma Shengqiu also said respectfully: "The people who came into contact with Mr. Hongye are all members of Hong Kong gangsters, and there is no suspicious person."

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters said: "Do you like Xiaohongye?"

Ma Shengqiu was also in pain.

Why does the leader suddenly want to pimp, shouldn't the elderly be happy to be loyal to FFF?

"Boss, I have a lover, Lan Tang's fighting force in the port mafia."

"Heh, I know him... You hid it very well. Others didn't know that you two were having an affair at all. That Frenchman willingly joined the port mafia for you, and got mixed up from a team member."

The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong had a hoarse voice, and there was a sharp hissing sound between breaths. It is conceivable that the internal organs are not healthy.He stopped talking about Lantang, and raised another sensitive question: "Officer Nishida, officer Yagishita, officer General, these three people, what do you think as an 'analyst'?"

Ma Shengqiu also praised without batting an eyelid: "The three cadres are outstanding people, beyond my generation's reach."

The leader of the Hong Kong gangster mocked: "I think you don't like any of them."

Aso Qiuya's complexion was slightly stiff.

The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong spoke harshly, but what he said revealed weirdness, just like his recent uncertain personality, "Qiu Ye-kun, if you are a man, you will have ambitions. If you deliberately hide it, it will only make you ridiculous. I gave you a chance. It's your incompetence that didn't become a quasi-cadre! It's not that I don't know people!"

Ma Shengqiu also reminded: "Boss, less than a year has passed."

The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong scolded: "Trash!"

Ma Shengqiu was also scolded to the point of being autistic, how could he have such a vicious boss.

"I'll give you a second chance now." The leader of Hong Kong gangsters was extremely impetuous after he fell ill, and he wished to recover immediately, but his rationality told him: the most important thing now is to grasp the power and eliminate dissidents. Being seriously ill, even a wild dog has the guts to come up and take a bite.

Ma Shengqiu was not overjoyed at all, his eyes were dead, "Boss, please tell me."

The gangster leader said: "Help me move the documents to the bedroom. None of the things to be processed are allowed to fall into the hands of other people. You will temporarily become my secretary and put the money-making matters aside."

Aso Qiuya: "?!"

The leader of the gangsters slowly sat up, smiled cruelly and said: "My body is not so bad that I can't move, just like the rumors you spread, I want to see who among these people will be the first to bear it shot."

Ma Shengqiu also looked at the old man's sick face and hysterical gaze, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

You overestimate your body.

Playing and acting...how can it become real?

"Boss—" Aso Qiuya's words came to his lips, and he flattered habitually, "Wise."

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters fixed his eyes on him, "You will be the secretary, and Xiao Hongye will be the guard. Any order from me must be directly conveyed to any corner of the headquarters. Anyone who disobeys will die!"

and so.

Aso Qiu was also busier.

Lan Tang couldn't wait for Qiu Ye to go home for several days, and all the text messages he received were overtime and various facial expressions.

Unable to bear it anymore, Lan Tang found a reason to meet him in the headquarters.

There's no one in the office?

Lan Tang was surprised, and after careful inquiry, he learned that Qiu Ye had gone to work as a personal secretary to the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong.Because the things you touch will contain confidentiality, it is inconvenient for the other party to disclose it on the mobile phone and on the phone.

He was silent for a few seconds, and asked the member of the intelligence department who had kindly told him about it.

"How old is the head of the port mafia?"

"Boss is probably over 80 years old."

There was a one-sided understanding of Lantang from time to time.

With Koyo Ozaki as the lead, he no longer hostile to Akiya Aso, thinking that the other party is a responsible and responsible man, and at the same time heard that the other party has a lover who has been dating for many years.

He didn't know that Lan Tang was Aso Qiuya's lover, he only knew that Aso Qiu was also Lan Tang's "guide" of the mafia at the port, and it was not surprising that he had a close relationship.Jian Guanyi didn't think of Lan Tang as a lover, and when he happened to meet him, he said friendlyly: "Mr. Aso is busy recently, and it's not convenient to contact other members of Hong Kong gangsters. If Mr. Lan Tang wants to see him, it's better to wait for dinner." Time... oh, I forgot, he might be dining alone."

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters suddenly paid too much attention to Aso Qiuya, indirectly cutting off the other party's interpersonal communication.

Aso Qiu also became the leader's second knife.

This knife is too weak. It can be regarded as a murderous pen, a murderous mouth, or a brain that knows how to kill people. The Hong Kong black leader will make the best use of him.

Lan Tang calmed down after hearing the age of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, ah, beyond the dangerous range.

"Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Lan Tang left alone in the headquarters.

Jian Guanyi looked at this unique superhuman, thought of Hongye, and felt worried. It would be great if Hongye was an ordinary superhuman. It would be better to be a combatant than to be trained as a puppet.

"Hey, it's not easy to be a person with supernatural powers."

Every now and then, I rush to the embrace of work and deliver the information, which is usually hidden in the brain.

Back in the combat team, Lantang sent a text message to Edogawa Ranpo, informing the other party that he had charged the food expenses to the other party's card, and asked Ranpo to settle the food outside. Recently, he was the only one who was not in the mood to cook.

Edogawa Ranpo's recovery speed is top-notch.

【it is good! 】

Seeing this reply, Lan Tang narrowed his eyes, did the other party exude some kind of joy that shouldn't be there?

The domestic black cat is too naughty.

Lan Tang sent another text message to another little orange cat, 【Homework. 】

After waiting for a while, the little orange cat immediately entered a lot of text messages and handed in the poetry homework.

Lan Tang gave a rating: [Unqualified. 】

On Leibo Street, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked disappointed. Compared with writing a small composition of a few hundred words, Mr. Lantang's requirements for poetry are too high, and he can't meet the standard in the other party's heart in a short time.

Later, Zhongyuanzhong also saw Mr. Lan Tang's detailed teaching to him.

The blue eyes had a bright brilliance.

"yeah!"

His goal is to publish his poetry faster and earlier than the lack of common sense.

Only in this matter, he can defeat Chaos with his brain!

Taking care of the two children instead of Qiu Ye, Lan Tang has nothing to do. The task of the combat team is at most to consume physical strength and exercise muscles, so he can't feel much sense of crisis.After he got used to killing people, there was nothing to be afraid of. He learned to wash his hands after every murder, and it was easy to calm down his mind.

He doesn't believe in an illusory God, but he believes in what Qiuya said, that the current of water will wash away his sins.

Such things as sin... cannot pollute his heart under the protection of love.

Turn off the tap.

Lan Tang is another elegant and calm Frenchman, with clean fingers, like a pair of pianist's hands. No one can tell from his appearance that he has just joined the mafia.

This kind of him——Qiu also likes it the most.

Lan Tang thought casually: "The leader who makes Qiu unable to get off work is really annoying."

Next time I find a chance to ask Qiu Ye.

Are you going to kill it?

Lan Tang, who owns the "color painting collection", is so self-willed, powerful, and capable of manipulating others.In the private house of the Aso family, "Kimura Seaki" diligently cleaned the house when other people were away, threw himself on the ground and wiped the floor, and completed his cleaning tasks every day.

He tidied up Aso Qiuya and Lan Tang's bedroom, and habitually glanced at the trash can at the corner of the bed.

No case.

The two have not been in love recently.

"What's the situation, do you want me to clean this kind of thing?" "Akira Kimura" opened the drawer, checked the props inside, and after confirming that it might have been used alone, he was powerless to clean it with a special detergent.

"Why don't you treat me as an outsider at all?"

"I'm your lover's parent-killing enemy, not your tool to save time on housework!"

Even if he complains again, he still has a lot to do.

A qualified tool person should learn to be grateful.

He smiled and burst into tears, the thinking logic of his personality clashed with the fabricated mission instructions again.

Life is a pile of shit, and you have to eat it even after you die.

I wish you two devils break up as soon as possible!