Is it wrong to not want to use your brain?

It is no exaggeration to say that Yue Jianli Hongying thinks that it is not a problem to change "ten thousand" to "billion", and it is even too little, let alone the current price to send beggars.

50 yen, who do you look down on?

Although compared to Gojo Satoru who was rewarded with a reward of [-] million when he was just born, Hong Ying in Tsukimi is not outrageous enough to change the balance of the world at birth.

But he is an extremely dangerous ability user who has been stamped by the government as a danger to exist. Even the head of the vest of "Tsukigasemi" is priceless.

In the end, after a long time, his 19 years of life are only worth [-]/[-] of the baby limited edition Gojo Satoru, not even as expensive as one of his laptops!

He doesn't particularly care about other people's opinions, and he doesn't intend to forcefully change those dispensable prejudices.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have that attitude in the Sueyong family, but he couldn't accept the bounties from himself and Gojo Satoru, one sky high and the other underground, thinking about it made him feel heartbroken.

unacceptable……

Tsukimiri Hongying stared dissatisfied at the string of numbers on the picture, and he counted the number of "0" again, and he was sure it was 50.

To think of him as a bit wronged, he is still very precious, right?

If the director's low intelligence and cash-strapped factors are excluded, he can only think of one possibility, that is, Gojo Satoru is running the train with his mouth full of words in front of the director's department, severely belittling his strength.

To put it simply, he was trampled on.

In order to confirm her conjecture, Yuejian Li Hongying made a direct phone call.

He asked straight to the point: "Be honest, Wu, what did you tell the director department? Why am I only worth 50?"

"Huh? I didn't say anything." Gojo Satoru replied with a smile, "I just answer every question."

Fine, then he definitely said a bunch of gibberish.

Yuejian Li Hongying asked, "For example?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while: "They asked if you were the only ordinary person in the Sueyong family without magic power, and I said of course you are a non-magician."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

A good answer to the question.

"They also confirmed to me whether you are a member of the Supernatural Secret Service. I said how is it possible? You can't stay in the Supernatural Secret Service for an hour. These are the truth, right? I didn't add any embellishments."

Gojo Satoru said in an innocent tone, "As a result, they seem to regard you as an ordinary person who was disturbed by the Miemen tragedy."

Yuejian Li Hongying: "..."

Well, the blood pressure has risen.

"At first they wanted me to get the Eye of Reincarnation back, but you told Tai Chi not to do it, so I refused."

Yue Jianli Hongying said coolly: "I am skeptical of your "righteous speech", why did you refuse? "

Gojo Satoru reproduced the original words at that time: "Anyone can do this kind of errand task? I don't have time to snatch a broken toy from a stinky brat. You can collect a few steel coins and hire someone to come to negotiate. Solved? Maybe you will be taught to cry."

Add a subject to the last sentence!

Yuejianli Hongying was powerless to complain, he held his forehead and felt that his headache was on the verge of recurrence: "Forget it, the problem is not big."

Except that he was regarded as mentally ill, it was barely a good thing.

If Gojo Satoru brags about him or affirms his strength in front of the director's department, not to mention whether those high-level executives who need to use the toilet plug to clean their heads believe it or not, they will definitely re-investigate their identity and treat him The cognition will not just stop at "Mo Yonghong Ying".

Although judging from the level of secrecy of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the conjuration world should not be able to find out the identity of a person with supernatural abilities at the critical level.

But it's hard to say whether it can be found that he has worked in the Supernatural Secret Service Division or the port Mafia.

In the current situation, the director's department treats him as an ordinary person with a mental disorder. After the first wave of curse master assassinations failed, they should sense something is wrong, and then gradually increase the reward amount, and then increase the importance of him. ...Well... Finally, it was discovered that he was a person with supernatural powers, and a more reasonable bounty was set... After a long time, didn't this just come back to the starting point after a detour?

Sorry, he failed, he couldn't convince himself it was a good thing.

He wanted to beat Wujo Wujo up.

It should be a good thing to watch when a mentally ill patient beats the strongest conjurer. He sincerely invites all conjurers to watch the live broadcast.

It's hard to say whether they can win, but Tokyo may be defeated by them.

Gojo Satoru added fuel to the fire on the other end of the phone: "But I didn't expect you to be so worthless. If I sell you, I can only buy two shirts—"

"Beep beep."

Yue Jian Li Hong Ying hung up the phone expressionlessly.

He took a deep breath, and silently recited the "Great Compassion Mantra" in his heart in order to arouse the compassion in his heart, remembering not to kill as much as possible.

For the sake of world peace, he does not have the same knowledge as older children.

……

In a few days...

Seeing that the last bit of cash was about to be lost, just when Yuejianli Hongying was considering whether to go to the port Mafia to remind him, he finally waited for the unfreezing notice.

Looking at the countless zeros on the balance of the bank card, this long-lost joy made people feel alive. He even wanted to hire a helicopter and hang a bank card with the words "Congratulations to Yue Jianli Hongying". "Thaw" banner, slid around Yokohama.

But he calmly dismissed the idea, not because he was worried about being invited to drink tea again, but because it was more like a mental illness.

However, having money does make one feel confident, Tsukimi Ri Hongying immediately remembered what she had promised Dazai Osamu, and called him to invite him to eat crab hot pot tonight.

Osamu Dazai readily agreed.

The two agreed to meet at the hot pot restaurant last time.

In the evening, Tsukimi Ri Hongying went to the store to pick up the number. He looked around, but he didn't find Osamu Dazai for a long time.He guessed the situation and didn't call to urge the other party.

When there were still two tables left, Osamu Dazai arrived late.

"Yuejian-kun, I've been waiting for a long time—"

The black-haired boy in a camel windbreaker leaned over with a smile, and skillfully placed his head on the shoulder of Tsukimi Ri Hongying who was looking at his mobile phone. His kite-colored eyes casually glanced at the content on the screen, and then He looked away as if he hadn't seen anything.

Hong Ying's body paused slightly in Yue Jianli, but he quickly adapted to the impact of "disqualification in the world", and he glanced at Osamu Dazai lightly with his gray eyes: "If you don't want to line up, you can just say it, I'm not Chuya-kun, no Will kill you."

"No such thing." Osamu Dazai denied it with a smile, "I was late for a reason."

Based on past experience, Yue Jianli Hongying speculated: "When you see a tree with a crooked neck at a suitable angle, you hang yourself on it?"

"Of course not." Osamu Dazai happily shared his experience just now, "I saw an empty barrel on the side of the road, and suddenly I had an idea, maybe I could try to commit suicide by entering the barrel? Then I happily got into it, It got stuck inside and couldn't get out—”

"Are you going to be pickled in a can of mackerel?"

Osamu Dazai's smile disappeared instantly, and his expression was very serious: "Tsukimi-kun, you were polluted by that slug, do you need me to sprinkle you with a pinch of salt?"

Yue Jianli Hong Ying squinted: "Exorcism and purification?"

"No, slugs encounter saline water." Osamu Dazai explained solemnly.

"Uh..." Yuejian Li Hongying stuffed her phone into her pocket, choosing to ignore this meaningless discussion: "How did you get out in the end?"

"Ah, a nosy passerby pulled me out." Dazai said wearily.

Hongying in Yuejian was thinking, this should be called helping others, right?

"By the way." Osamu Dazai was a little tired due to the insignificant height difference. He moved his chin slowly, straightened up, and mentioned another matter, "I went to see the farming chief yesterday."

"Have you investigated his whereabouts?" Yuejian Li Hongying turned her head and suggested sincerely, "You can come to me for this kind of thing, and I will contact you faster."

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter, and it took a long time to investigate." Osamu Dazai shrugged, "However, I didn't expect him to drink alone in a cheap tavern, do all the people in the Supernatural Secret Service have this style? "

"Probably?" Yue Jianli Hongying shook her head, "I don't know, I have a bad relationship with them."

"It's hard to imagine that this is actually the words of the most popular Tsukimi-kun in Mafia at the port."

"It's nothing strange." Yue Jianli Hongying said in a flat tone, "Before I joined the port of Mafia, my relationship with most people was very bad."

Dazai Osamu exclaimed: "Wow, even the underground organization like Mafia, which puts violence and death on the surface, looks like a charity here. What kind of environment did you grow up in? Great Escape Kill the crew?"

"Uh..." Yuejian Li Hongying was silent for a few seconds, and said truthfully, "It's the magic world."

Osamu Dazai blinked: "Huh?"

He just complained a few words casually, but he didn't expect the other party to throw out a slightly larger amount of information about his life experience.

In an instant, a lot of past information flashed through his mind. It took him just a few seconds to screen and integrate the information, and finally came to a conclusion quickly.

"So that's how it is." Osamu Dazai suddenly said, "Your real surname is Sueyong, and you didn't snatch those spell tools, but you justifiably took them away."

Yuejianli Hongying affirmed in a way of approval: "The response is really fast, and the memory is also very good. It is indeed the external brain I chose at the beginning."

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched slightly: "Is that what you call me in private?"

Yue Jianli Hongying nodded: "Is there any question?"

Osamu Dazai sighed: "It's nothing, at least it's much better than mackerel."

Yue Jianli Hongying didn't want to talk about the past experience in detail, so she intentionally brought back the original topic: "Did Mr. Zhongtian recommend you a place to go?"

"A supernatural organization called the Armed Detective Agency specializes in various jobs that cannot be handed over to the military and city police, similar to a gray area?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to mention it casually, "It matches your supernatural ability quite well."

Yuejian Li Hongying said: "No, it's completely different."

He hasn't told Osamu Dazai that the "Fairy Tale Picture Scroll" can be further liberated, but it's not necessary, after all, it's an achievement that can't be achieved unless a miracle happens, and it's almost like saying hello.

However, the original meaning of Osamu Dazai's words was to invite him in a difficult way, whether to go to the Armed Detective Agency together.

Unfortunately, he didn't think in this direction at all.

"When did you join the job?" Yuejian Li Hongying asked.

Osamu Dazai stared at him for a few seconds.

Before he was noticed to be abnormal, he put on a troubled expression and complained aggrievedly: "Oh, it's too early, the farm officer said that I need to stay underground for two years before I can clean up my resume."

Yuejianli Hongying said with emotion: "Is this the retribution for doing many evil things?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Osamu Dazai: "Tsukimi-kun, you should join me in fighting the injustice at this time, okay?"

Tsukimi Ri Hongying rejects this kind of JK behavior suspected of being a women's tea party.

But considering the other party's mood, he still stroked the fluffy black hair comfortingly: "I'll wait for you."

"Uh..." Dazai Osamu's expression suddenly became very subtle, as if his throat was blocked by something strange, and his kite-colored eyes looked strangely at the boy who had given him a blow and patted his head. A paradoxical state of wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.

Yuejian Li Hongying lowered her eyes, not paying attention to the reaction of the black-haired boy.

He was thinking about what he just said.

Two years or so is plenty of time.

What he wants to do can be done in about a year or so.Next, he seems to have nothing else to do except wait for Osamu Dazai to clean his files and join the Armed Detective Agency.

The one-year window period seems a bit boring, maybe he should extend the front of changing the magic world to two years to pass the time?

The two had their own concerns, and neither of them spoke.

But the silence didn't last long. After queuing for so long, it was finally their turn.

The waiter led them into the store, and their seats were in the corner, which was a little less noisy.

Tsukimi Ri Hongying pushed the menu to Osamu Dazai, asking him to order first.

It was at this moment that the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang, vibrating continuously through his clothes.

Yuejianli Hongying took out her mobile phone and looked at it. The caller ID was Chuya Zhongyuan.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, it's Mr. Zhongye."

Hearing this name with a slightly higher appearance rate today, Osamu Dazai's face darkened, and he muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why does he always pick us to harass you when we eat hot pot? There is no wink at all, which affects my appetite."

Yuejian Li Hongying blinked: "Then I'll hang up first?"

Osamu Dazai showed a sinister smile: "It's okay, you can take it."

Now that it has affected his appetite, he will feel disgusted no matter what he says.