Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

When Rick was performing "Youth of Pi", Anna arrived at the personnel department of the Port Mafia.

[Anna: I didn't expect that the mafia also has a human resources department. HR is indeed the threshold that every job seeker will face. ]

[kp: After all, the port mafia is also a legitimate business. ]

From a certain Mr. Dazai who was willing to reveal his name, Anna learned that there are generally three ways to enter the mafia. One is to be brought in by someone, and the side that brings people is required to have certain influence. The disadvantage is that it will attract people's attention. The second is to do unconventional things to be discovered by the mafia and ask to be open-minded. The disadvantage is that it is super eye-catching. The third is to submit a resume to apply for a job. There are no requirements. The admission depends on the face. The advantage is that it is not attractive Attention.

Anna chose the third option without any hesitation.

She came to the bottom of the five black buildings openly, then turned around and walked to the back of one of the buildings.

There is a talent market that is open all year round, disguised as an antique shop on the surface, but the people who come and go are all bad people with vicious faces.

Sitting leisurely at the door is a benevolent, white-haired old man who doesn't fit in here.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

When the white-haired grandfather saw Anna, his pupils dilated for a moment, and then he said firmly, "You are here to join the Mafia."

Anyone can read minds these days?

Anna nodded with emotion at the deep water in Yokohama: "That's right, old man, is this the port mafia's job fair?"

"...That's right." It seemed that it was the first time he heard the three overly social words "job fair", the old man reacted a little slower, "Do you have a resume?"

Originally, this was just a procedural question from the old man. How many people who came to be a mafia can write a resume, and some of them don't even know the words.

But I saw a strong man with the appearance of "Nimma, give you a punch" in front of him took out a piece of cardboard from his arms, and put a white paper with his resume on it.

The old man had no choice but to accept the first resume he received in this life, and put on reading glasses to look it over.

[Stage name: Anna, Saitama.

Because of the poverty of the family, the Engel coefficient has fallen to a negative number, and the family's finances are beyond the means. I hope that your company will give us a meal.

I don't want to be rich and powerful, but I want to stay away from hunger. I hope everyone knows.

PS: My specialty is making Japanese-style desserts, and recently I am obsessed with making red bean rice cake soup. 】

Grandpa: ...

This resume is so strange that it is full of flaws, and its specialty has nothing to do with the Mafia.

This is the first time the old man has been so entangled in his career for decades.

He took off his presbyopic glasses, looked at Anna again, and said in an uncertain tone, "Are you here to apply for combat personnel?"

Anna scratched her head: "White-collar workers are also fine, I don't choose."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door of the antique shop for her, and fluently spoke the fixed lines he had said for decades: "Stay inside for a while, and when half of the people are left, even if you join the war department gone."

[Anna: Did I miss some branch. ]

[kp: Don't worry, that's a branch line that you can't miss or enter. ]

[Anna: ... Are you looking down on me? ]

[kp: no no no. ]

Inside the antique shop is a large open space that normal antique shops do not have, as if it is a battle ground specially prepared for someone.

Anna, who was two meters tall, walked into the antique shop, and instantly replaced the most conspicuous elder brother with flower arms in the crowd, becoming the most vicious looking one here.

Anna:  …

The big brother who is showing off his flower arms: ...

Brother Flower Arm murmured "monster" in a low voice, hugged his arm and lowered his head like a child who had just been vaccinated, and ran out of the antique shop as if afraid of being noticed by Anna.

Anna silently glanced at the other people in the antique shop.

The other people who noticed her gaze, counting one by one, poured out of the door (fishing net breach) like a school of fish tearing a fishing net with their heads down.

In the talent market that was still lively just now, there is only one person left in a blink of an eye.

Anna:  …

[Anna: How come no one sees my kind and gentle heart through the appearance? ]

[kp: Normal, your 30 appearance is not something normal people can see through. ]

The old man outside was alarmed by the situation of fleeing for his life just now. He opened the door and saw that there was only a two-meter-tall bear-like man left in the antique shop. He was silent for a while, and called the combat team to take over the newcomer. Anna heard him emphasize "" There are three points: excellent and big", "powerful and powerful", and "extremely deterrent".

[kp: Oh, it seems that people are very optimistic about you. ]

[Anna: Excellent people are excellent wherever they go. ]

[kp: I wish you a promotion. ]

[Anna: Thank you for your kind words. ]

In less than 3 minutes, a big man with sunglasses in a black suit came to the antique shop.

[Anna: Vodka!is it you!Vodka!Where's your gin brother! ]

[kp: Sorry, this is not a winery. ]

A member of the combat team who looked like a well-known long-lived serialized anime character came over, looked Anna up and down for a while, and instantly understood why the uncle finished work so early today.

It turned out that it wasn't that the uncle deliberately wanted to slow down his work, but that there was no need to continue wasting time.

Pseudo Vodka nodded in satisfaction, and kindly suggested: "You were born to do this job, but the name is not very masculine, do you want to change it to a suitable name, when you enter the industry, everyone else will be mad dogs and poisonous snakes, just you, Anna It doesn't fit."

"No, I quite like it," Anna politely rejected his suggestion, and tactfully corrected her name by the way, "Have you ever heard of "Annabelle"?"

Pseudo Vodka respectfully said, "...I've heard about it."

Anna's follower Fake Vodka left the talent market and officially entered the five black buildings.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Walking on the smooth black tiled floor, fake vodka told the glorious history of the port mafia in front: "Our port mafia was an ordinary commodity among the many mafias in Yokohama, and even had a bad reputation at the lowest point , at that time, the current leader took office, turned the tide and helped the building to collapse..."

[Anna: The cultural level is pretty good. ]

Anna listened with gusto to Pseudo-Vodka's bragging. Apart from the current leader, Pseudo-Vodka continued to brag about the five major cadres who were second only to the leader.

The leader is perfect, the cadres are brave and resourceful, and they can fight hard. There is almost no flaw in the upper group of the port mafia in the mouth of the pseudo-vodka.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"...In the combat group, there is a guerrilla unit directly under the leader, and the captain is not inferior to the cadres at all," Pseudo-Vodka boasted a lot, but he only said the general information that can be inquired from the outside very well. , he also often uses this method to brainwash newcomers and build newcomers' recognition and yearning for corporate culture, "Of course, I believe that Anna Jun can become the kind of person Mr. Akutagawa as long as he works hard..."

"What kind of person is this?"

A cold voice pierced into the cochlea, interrupting Pseudo-Vodka's speech, and also frightened his heartbeat to stop for a moment.

"A, A, Akutagawa-sama!!! Very rude, this subordinate offended you!!!" Pseudo-Vodka bowed at 90°, it seemed that he wished to make an acute angle with his legs less than 90°.

The person who was bowed by him did not step back to deny it, and admitted his identity.

The black windbreaker is windless and automatic, and the hem of the overly long shirt is layered on top of each other, like a small dress with gorgeous decorations. His face is sickly fair, his black hair is pale at the end, his beautiful face reflects the beauty of the East, and his figure is so slender that he shouldn't appear in it at all. violent organization.

Akutagawa, who is honored as "Master", did not furrow his brows lightly, and his expression was as dull as his voice: "There is no need to panic, it's just chatting."

Anna: Wow, the words and sentences are so literary and artistic. Is this really the Mafia?

"Yes!" Pseudo Vodka answered loudly with mafia style.

Master Akutagawa's dark eyes shifted to Anna, and Anna unconsciously took out the usual posture to deal with HR - raising her head and chest, showing an eight-teeth smile.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Akutagawa frowned faintly: "Let me ask, are you provoking me?"

"How dare you!" Anna was wronged for a second, "I am born with a fierce face, but a kind heart. My specialty is making Japanese desserts. This is my resume."

With that said, Anna entered the job hunting state again and handed out the second resume she had backed up.

Every job seeker knows that it is irrational to bring only one resume, just in case you need to prepare backups and backup backups, at least three.

[kp: 666. ]

Pseudo-Vodka covered his left chest with his hand, looking like he was about to have a heart attack.

Master Akutagawa was stunned, it seemed that this was the first time he encountered such a situation, but as a courtesy, he took Anna's resume and read it carefully.

[Anna: To be honest, this is the most serious and polite mafia I have ever seen. ]

[kp: You are also the bravest job mafia I have ever seen. ]

[Anna: So where, so much, too much. ]

[kp: Humble and humble. ]

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

After finishing reading, Akutagawa raised his face and looked serious like a professional HR: "Why do you want to join the mafia? This is a group full of violence and blood. If you join, you will never be allowed to leave. You can find out the truth. A clean end-of-the-day job, and a secure life without having to put your head on the table.”

Anna lowered her head: "Master Akutagawa thinks highly of me. My ambition is to expand the world. I pursue fighting side by side with my companions. Training my body and will is the top priority. Enough money is enough to fill my stomach."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Since your ambition is here, I'm just talking too much," Akutagawa returned the resume to Anna, nodded and said, "I hope you will be proactive in the organization, and don't forget what you said today."

Anna didn't understand, but it didn't prevent her from accepting the kindness of "Master Akutagawa" and took over her resume with a sense of ceremony.

Akutagawa only encouraged the newcomer, and continued to move forward.

Anna and Pseudo-Vodka watched the leader's back from the spot. They were slim and obscure, and the belt that didn't play a binding role looked extraordinarily imposing from behind.

[Anna: Did he forget the question he asked at the beginning? ]

[kp: ...he didn't mean to. ]

[Anna: Understand understand. OK. jpg. ]

[kp: friendly handshake.jpg. ]

False Vodka's attitude towards Anna was much more friendly after that. After all, he was a talent who was praised by "Master Akutagawa" and had high expectations. Before, he was only optimistic about this newcomer, but now he is very optimistic about the newcomer.

Fake Vodka not only brought Anna to the training site of the combat group, but also specially greeted the trainer.

Even with Anna's conditions, the trainer wouldn't just look for trouble.

Before leaving, Anna felt that she couldn't continue to use the impolite name of "fake vodka" to continue to call fake vodka, probably because she was unknowingly assimilated by the mafia club full of literary and artistic atmosphere.

The fake vodka didn't hold back, and said generously: "If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname, that's true for Saburo Uozuka."

Anna:  …

Anna: ...

[Anna: Vodka! ! !It's you! ! ! ]

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The author has something to say:

Wuhu, this is hardly a double shift.