On the Compatibility Between Conjurers and Writers

The never-say-die gangster Ango turns up at a racetrack in the suburbs of Tokyo.

He really took great pains to appear here reasonably.

Anwu is a spy, but this is his private identity. On the surface, he is a young auxiliary supervisor, a young man who was promoted by Leyan Temple, and he is a popular person in front of the old oranges of the director council. His every move Every movement can be interpreted.

Like now, he went to Zenyuan Shier to make sure his actions were rationalized.

How to rationalize it is to take a few more tasks and rearrange them.

For example, the party he serves needs a knife, a knife capable of stabbing a rival party.

Yes, even though the old oranges are just a few people, they have a lot of operations.

Then Ango has to find this candidate and make sure that he does not leak information.

Zenyuan Shier became this person.

Wouldn't it be reasonable for him to find Shier?

He first talked to Leyan Temple, and then transferred to Matsushita, a member of the council of governors.

"Yes, the person has been found, Mr. Matsushita."

"It's Lord Shier of the Chanyuan, that heaven and tyrant."

"Yes, there was no news from the Zen Academy a few years ago, but now it seems that they are willing to do tasks again."

"It won't leak."

"Okay, Matsushita-san."

He didn't have the instincts of a Japanese. He bowed while talking on the phone. Despite Ango's humble words, he straightened his back. After hanging up the phone, his expression was even more mocking.

He's not exactly a social animal!

After knowing the connection between Kong Shiyu and Zenyuan Shier, Anwu first went to Kong Shiyu.

This former criminal policeman from South Korea has dealt with various religions and streams. Although he was a little surprised to see Ango, he didn't say anything, just asked him why he came.

An Wu pushed back his glasses. At this time, his tone was polite, but there was an unquestionable aura in his actions.

He said, "Excuse me, I'm looking for Lord Shier of the Chanyuan." He added, "Now I should call him Lord Fuheshier."

Kong Shiyu said calmly: "Really, I don't know, he hasn't accepted the task for a long time."

But An Wu said: "Don't bother, does Mr. Kong Shiyu know the racetrack he often goes to? Or the video game city? I think I can find it myself."

Kong Shiyu was stunned, thinking that this would be troublesome, and he thought that Shier had retired for many years, how could someone come to him?He knew Ango Sakaguchi, and had heard of his great achievements as a student.

As a support, 0 loss rate, as long as you understand the death rate of conjurers, you will know how amazing this number is.

It seems that he is not only good at being an auxiliary conjurer, but also good at helping those in power play tricks and intelligence processing, and he is also very good at threatening people.

Kong Shiyu thought: It's not that I don't help you Shier-kun, it's that this Ango-san Sakaguchi can't be refused, and the questions he asked are on the line of being answerable.

In the end, he could only sigh and reported a few locations to Ango Sakaguchi, who nodded politely and left.

He didn't seem to waste time, and he acted very familiarly and quickly. Even Kong Shiyu, a criminal policeman, didn't notice that when Anwu left, the souvenir he carried with him-the medal of the police station, was quietly taken from his pocket. disappeared.

……

Ango-kun is a spy, intelligence officer, and technical talent.

A man like him can't be bad at his hands.

He needs to steal information, so his superb theft skills are comparable to Dazai.

Dazai is an all-rounder, whether it is wire-picking locks, dismantling bugs, or dismantling bombs, he can't stop him.

Anwu doesn't have such a powerful talent, and the current skill is only obtained after repeated training.

Kong Shiyu's medal will have to be returned in a while.

He thought so, and checked the memory attached to the medal at the fastest speed. Unfortunately, after playing the memory at four times speed, he still didn't see the brain.

He should not have contacted Kong Shiyu, Ango thought so.

Then there is only Zenyuan Shier left.

The camera turned and pointed to the Fuchu Racecourse in Tokyo.

……

Fuchu Racecourse is the largest racecourse in Tokyo, located in Fuchu City.

Most racetracks are located in the suburbs, and every inch of land in Tokyo is expensive. The precious land is used to build high-rise buildings, and their glass surfaces glisten in the sunlight.

Of course the racetrack couldn't be built.

But for the needs of Tokyo people, to relieve loneliness on weekends, and even to gamble on gold digging, the government has to pay for the development of businesses in surrounding cities. Fuchu City is a small city. The horse racing fever has been brought to this quiet small city. Countless new faces.

·

Zenyuan Shier woke up amidst the cries.

He probably didn't fall asleep, but he closed his eyes and fell asleep. There are many people like him in the racetrack. They have lost too much and cannot be infected by the atmosphere in the arena, so they covered their heads with newspapers, He lay on the plastic chair with his legs crossed.

The atmosphere is very hot, but their hearts are very cold.

Shi Er's luck is not very good. He often fails to buy a middle horse in horse racing, but the more he fights, the more he fails, the more eager he is to make a comeback in the next round.

This may be a kind of gambler's mentality, and the Chanyuan doesn't even know why it has it.

"No money……"

Zenyuan Shier was lying on his back.

He thought: "There is no money again."

"I lost it all, I gambled away, what should I do? Go and pick up another job, tomorrow is a brand new day."

He wanted to overturn the bundle of newspapers, got up, hunched his back, and left Fuchu Racecourse with one foot deep and one foot shallow. What else can I do?

Go pick up a mission!How to deal with task money?Part of it was sent to Fu Hei Lunzi. I really don’t know how Hui was raised. With his personality, he can thrive even if he lives in the jungle.

For the rest, I paid back the teppanyaki credit in Ginza earlier, and the drink money for the late-night cafeteria. The rest is a good gamble, and I will definitely win this time.

He thought from the bottom of his heart that he could get his money back.

As for the mission, what mission do you take?It's all right, just ask Kong Shiyu!Go to the one with the highest bounty. He hasn't done the mission for a while.

It was at this moment that Ango Sakaguchi's voice exploded, and he suddenly turned to Shier's back in the Buddhist monastery and said, "Shir-sang?"

Zenyuan even stopped.

In fact, Anwu is not such a person who has no sense of boundaries. He doesn't like to call people by name, and Gojo Satoru will do that. But if the members of the Chanyuan family do not have a high sense of family honor, they will not want to be called Zenyuan.

This Mr. Shier was even exiled by the Chanyuan family, so how could he like the surname given by his family?

Ango Sakaguchi didn't know what Shier was thinking, but he knew that when he called the name of Shier in the Zen Academy, the man heard it and turned his head slowly. He seemed to be a little vigilant, but this vigilance was careless. Like a strong black panther lying on a tree branch and looking up lazily.

Anwu saw his face clearly and thought: He looks like Huizhen.

To be precise, Fu Heihui is like him.

Shi Er asked, "What's the matter?" His tone was also casual.

Anwu didn't speak at first, he just stared at Fuhesher, he seemed to be sizing up and evaluating his strength, and after a long time he said: "I heard Mr. Kong Shiyu said that you always come here to bet on horses, so I thought about coming here." Take a look, seeing you directly when you don't want to, is really delightful."

Shi Er sneered, and said, "You don't look surprised at all."

Yes, Ango Sakaguchi didn't move at all.

An Wu said: "No, it is my honor to meet you."

That's all for the pleasantries, he continued, "I'm here to hope that Shi Ersang can help us end a little trouble."

Shi Er understood at that time, isn't it just an assassination mission?The category he receives most often.

He lazily said: "What, it turns out to be the boss."

He even changed his expression, from the indifference and disdain just now to a smile on his face, that smile was even flattering, only to hear Shi Er ask: "Is there any task, boss, why don't you go to Kong Shiyu to discuss it first?" ?”

An Wu said: "We have already met Mr. Kong Shiyu, and he recommended you to me."

Then he said, "This task needs to be done in secret, can it be done, Shirsang, and no one will find out."

As soon as Shi Er heard this, he wanted to say: Sure enough, this is the case again. Find someone to do the dirty work. The members of the board of directors are like this every day. Compared with the Zenyuan family, who is more like a garbage dump.

But that's why he's alive, isn't it?

Thinking of this, he suddenly became enlightened, and said in a boyish tone: "Thank you, boss."

The corner of Ango Sakaguchi's mouth almost twitched when he heard him speak.

This service attitude is too good.

Then he approached him and was about to hand over the task, but he heard Shi Er say: "Since we have to do the task, go and eat something good first, otherwise we will run out of energy in the evening."

"How about the teppanyaki? I really like the teppanyaki in Ginza," he said with a shy face. While saying this, he was still staring at you like a large canine creature.

At this time, it doesn’t look like a strong black panther. He looks like a big dog, maybe with a black back. Most people think he is fierce, but if you are a dog lover, you will definitely find him extremely cute.

This attack has no effect on Anwu, first of all, he himself has no delusional thoughts about Zenyuan Shier, and second, the only effective attack for him is Hui-chan and the others looking at him with pitiful eyes, not knowing what they are talking about.

Shir's eyelids are not down enough, and he is too tall, which will give people a sense of oppression.

Even so, Sakaguchi Ango agreed to his request.

This is not for what to do, there are so many entry-level jobs.

……

They went to Sukiyabashi Jiro in Ginza. The business of this restaurant is quite prosperous and the secrecy is strong. If politicians don't go to the kiosk, they will come here to eat.

Zenyuan Shier is also a frequent visitor here. He even got to know the manager and the chef very well, so he was able to pay on credit. When he stepped into the door of Sukiyabashi Jiro again, even the waiter laughed and said to Zenyuan Shier: "Welcome back, Mr. Shir."

They don't call him Mr. Fuhei or Mr. Chanyuan, because Shi Er came several times before and after, always correcting the waiter's words. For a while, he said that my surname is not Zenyuan now, and called me Fuhei, and a woman answered for him, Mr. Jiyong, etc. wait.

Because the surnames were changed too frequently, they were all called Mr. Shier, and he didn't care much about it.

Shi Er was quite happy, and told the waiter that I was coming. Seeing his behavior, Ango looked even more sideways.

This guy is obviously a big eater!

After entering the room, they were naturally assigned to the main seat in the middle, and they could watch the show while eating. Today's chef happened to know him, so he said, "It's been a long time, Shir."

The latter said, "Isn't this here?" Then he waved his hand and said, "It's still the same as before."

The chef let out an oh, and took another look at Ango while taking the meat. He seemed a little surprised, but he thought it was reasonable?

Ango: "."

Why do you look at a robot with such emotional eyes?

Zenyuan Shier also noticed it, and he told the chef, "This is my boss."

The latter suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. I was lucky to meet you. Let me just say that Shi Er has never been to such a place with the same sex."

But boss?

Even a very professional chef thinks: it can't be a cowboy's shop, right?

No, it must be the Cowherd's shop if Shi Er joins the job.

Take another look at An Wu: Ah, it looks like a nobleman, and also looks like the secretary of the big boss, so it turns out to be a cowherd?

Ango:? ?

No, what kind of look is this?

·

Just sitting with Shier for such a short while, Ango felt the unevenness of the world.To be honest, he is not very good at dealing with people like Shier, he is really too free, and his every move, every word and deed is full of flaws, is this a man who is obviously very powerful but has to live by being a jerk? ?It is so incomprehensible.

What makes Ango even more sad is another point.

Unlike most conjurers who carry name tags or guards with them, Shi Er has nothing to commemorate on him. He simply wears a tight t-shirt and a pair of training pants, which looks refreshing and full of strange explosive power .

This is difficult for Anwu, because there is really nothing to read on Shier.

Damn, he doesn't understand Huihui at all, he likes to say that Eunuch Sun's Huijiang has a certain collection habit, and if he doesn't use it to a certain level, he won't throw things at will. He is very nostalgic.

Ango: It’s really not possible, I can’t read Shir’s clothes, I guess I can’t read anything.

But try it anyway, I came to Tokyo just for him...

At this moment, Shi'er was feasting, and when he was half full, he said to Ango: "What is the task?"

Anwu explained to him, Shi Er should understand, nodded to Anwu, and he sighed: "The board of directors has not changed for so many years."

Old-fashioned and hypocritical.

It's not like he hasn't done this kind of mission that requires one-on-one matchmaking before. Most people who want to kill someone will post it directly on the Internet and offer rewards to attract warriors, but some assassinations cannot be known , is to pretend to be an accident tacitly.

In this case, someone would look for Shier. He is bound by heaven and curse, and even has no magic power. In the eyes of the conjurer, he is like a cloud of air that cannot be discovered.

Who would he give the dirty tasks to?

Ango was noncommittal, he was still hesitating whether to read Shier's t-shirt, or his pants, or the belt of his exercise pants.

What if he had recently met Brain?

It has already taken such a long time, I can't do nothing at the end of the day, I absolutely can't let the clue break at the Chanyuan Shier.

With the above thoughts in mind, Anwu's eyes suddenly became sharper. He thought for a while, Zenyuan Shier is different from Kong Shiyu, things cannot be stolen, and if he really steals the other party's clothes or pants, it will look like He looks like a pervert.

In that case, it is better to be aboveboard.

Although Zenyuan Shier complained about the director meeting just now, he didn't expect to get a reply from Anwu, he was devoting himself to the delicious food.

In this year's Beef Appreciation Meeting, Kobe Beef is rare to fall from the No.1 throne. The latest top beef is Miyazaki Beef. Since he has not worked for a long time, he has spent all his money on the racecourse. It has been a long time since I have eaten A5-grade wagyu beef. If I have the opportunity today, I must eat it.

Just as he was eating, he felt a warm palm on his shoulder.

Shir:?

He wouldn't be surprised if it was a woman, they just couldn't help stroking his muscles while eating.

But now this one...

Zenyuan Shier's expression became a little strange, Supervisor, do you have such thoughts?

He took an extra look at Ango Sakaguchi, he didn't look very old.

"I'm not very interested in a boy of this age, but he looks quite slender and has a very good appearance. The beauty mole on the corner of his mouth is very sexy..."

Anwu didn't know what kind of yellow waste was in Shier's mind. He really wanted to find out if there were any clues left on this worn-out t-shirt.

Unfortunately, no.

Ango sighed.

In this case, wouldn't it be necessary to read the memory of the training pants?

He really didn't want to do that!