Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

The morning in Yokohama is the most refreshing time for this port city. The sound of the port is not as loud as it is at noon and evening, but it is full of vitality. You can also see the golden light falling from the clouds, giving the city a gentle atmosphere. In Phnom Penh, even the mafia who don't believe in blood and tears will be moved by this.

It can be said that observing the city he guards is one of Mori's great pleasures.

however--

"Ah, who is so over the top! Building construction at the door of someone else's house! My Yokohama! My morning scene!" Mori Ogai pressed his face against the glass, and the two whiskers on his forehead were also downcast, "It's actually better than our painstakingly managed black hands." The party is even higher, it's too enviable!"

His humanoid ability said coldly: "Uncle's jealous face is really ugly, although it is indeed an eyesore."

"Alice-chan thinks the same way—" In the middle of speaking, Mori Ogai retracted his face, and put on the red mark on his face with a suddenly realized and innocent expression, "That's right, Chuya-kun is still on vacation Well, I must not be pleasing to the eyes of this situation, I will definitely crush the building with gravity! Na na na, Momiji-kun, what do you think?"

She is as witty and cruel as a cub-protecting tigress when she mentions the Central Plains, but this time, she didn't immediately realize that her black-hearted leader was making bad plans as usual, and she didn't smile and ridicule the leader from top to bottom. Paused, on the contrary, he was restless and didn't know what he was thinking.

Mori Ogai snorted at the building outside the window jealously, and turned to his own staff: "Momiji-kun, it's disrespectful to lose your mind in front of the leader. Although I am an amiable leader, please pay attention."

"Yes, I apologize." Ozaki Koyo covered her mouth and responded calmly.

"Couldn't it be a little more sincere, I'm very hurt, especially when I woke up and found a foreign pillar erected in front of the port mafia, Toyotomi Hideyoshi's One Night City was reproduced by the Americans in Yokohama..." Senou Sitting on a chair outside, he sighed faintly, his dark purple eyes were brewing a dangerous storm that was contrary to his soft words, "It's like tearing off the face of the port mafia and trampling on it, as the leader, if you turn a blind eye, the people below will be very happy Kick me away, it's such a misfortune... Sigh, has the Mafia Mercury retrograde recently, the subordinates have been seriously injured, and the prepared bait was destroyed first, if this continues, I really want to call Chuya-kun back to be the leader."

Alice laughed at the right time: "Rintaro is in a big crisis, especially now that Akutagawa-kun is still injured and unable to show his strength, it is only a matter of time before the rich people on the opposite side use their ability to move money, and their subordinates go to places with more money. Also save the field, the port mafia is finished."

"..."

A red-haired woman in a well-dressed kimono covered her face with a folding fan: "This is not the only thing that bothers the leader. My concubine has received information that the new neighbor opposite the port mafia is a group of superhumans from the United States—"Combination". With a license to open a business with special abilities, no matter how high-profile it is, it will not be controlled."

"As expected of Momiji-kun," Mori Ogai opened his eyes wide and clapped his hands, "There are more."

"As far as I know, the buildings outside were not done by people with supernatural powers, they were built with money. I remind the leader, no matter how envious you are, please don't learn from others to build 'one night city', the funds of the port mafia The chain would break in an instant."

Mori Ogai is like a leaking inflatable man: "Hey~~~~"

"That's great, it's great to be rich, although the current port mafia is not bad, but they also want more magnificent buildings..." said the sour Mrs. Lemon.

"If the leader is looking forward to this, I have good news here." Ozaki Koyo took out a written document and put it in front of Mori Ou, "If this commission is completed, it is not impossible for the leader to want to build a more magnificent building than the one opposite. OK."

"Is there so much reward, and it is entrusted to the Mafia?" Mori Ogai opened the entrustment letter curiously, seeing the name of the organization on the top of the head, his pupils shrank for a moment, "...this number, for the Mafia, is fundamentally insignificant." There is no alternative to acceptance."

"50 billion dollars, a reward is offered for those with supernatural powers who can transform into white tigers, and they must be captured alive."

Ozaki Momiji: "At this time, we are in Yokohama, and those who come are not good."

"It's okay, Momiji-kun," Mori Ogai sat on the chair, tapping his knuckles on the solid wooden table, "Right now Yokohama is like a meat grinder spinning at full speed. Making a profit here is no less than a fool's dream, otherwise let's bet how long they will be backlashed? I bet within ten days."

"Ah, of course, I still have to accept the money!" Mori Ogai changed his dangerous tone, and lightly ordered, "Akutagawa-kun's current physical condition should be able to do warm-up exercises, let him and the black lizard be in charge of the hunter Tiger."

Koyo Ozaki had a delicate expression: "Boss, you are serious. Akutagawa just came out of the emergency room. I don't even know if he can live to be 40 years old."

"But Akutagawa is the most suitable person," Mori Ogai wrote the order lightly, "To put it too far, it is unlikely that Akutagawa-kun's body will live to be 40 years old, so use it with all your strength while he can still use it. It’s the best solution for the mafia to replace it when it’s worn out.”

As he said that, Mori Ogai himself laughed: "I don't think Akutagawa-kun is lacking in this level of awareness."

"This is the so-called 'make the best use of everything'. Akutagawa-kun is also pitiful." Ozaki Hongye didn't say much, the person's own choice, she commented a few words, no matter who said more in front of it, it would be unbeautiful .

"Speaking of which, what was Momiji-kun thinking just now," Mori Ogai asked, "I feel that you have something that you are very concerned about. Can you share it with the leader? Of course, this is not gossip, but just being considerate to your subordinates—"

"It's that kid from Chuya," Ozaki Koyo said, too lazy to listen to the leader's nonsense, "that kid contacted my concubine yesterday, and said how he refused a French man's courtship without hurting the other person's sincerity." .”

It's hard to imagine what kind of face Ozaki Koye will put on when she hears this question, but her interrogation performance that day has reached the highest peak this year, which is a good indication of the situation.

According to a well-known subordinate directly under Koyo Ozaki, the murderous eyes cannot be hidden, and the officer Ozaki had no doubt that he wanted to tear someone into pieces.

Mori Ogai's first reaction was very witty: "Does Verlaine know about this?"

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

good question.

But no one dared to ask.

The chief's office fell into an intriguing and unspeakable silence.

After a long time, Mori Ogai was the first to break the silence: "What advice did Momiji-kun give Chuya?"

"My concubine said that to the child," Koyo Ozaki put on a calm and elegant smile again, "as long as the other party removes the extra leg, there is nothing wrong with Chuya agreeing to the other party."

Mori Ogai raised his legs unconsciously.

It's scary, Hongye-kun.

A darkroom somewhere in the Port Mafia.

The old man with white beard and hair slowly wiped his monocle. It should be said that all elderly people are like this because of his own characteristics. In terms of patience, he is also one of the best existences in the port mafia.

only……

The obscuring sludge piled up at his feet. Even though he was wearing a gas mask and couldn't breathe the stench of the monster, he couldn't defend himself psychologically.

Hirotsu Liulang: After this mission is over, you must apply for a vacation and go to Hakoniwa to soak in the hot springs until you lose your taste.

The unclean son squirmed in the direction of the old man, and then moved away, leaving stains that could not be washed off on the old man's leather shoes.

Guangjin Liulang: ...and apply for a bonus for buying new shoes and clothes.

For the time being, I can only be patient, to maximize the interests of the port mafia, be patient!

The building opposite the Port Mafia.

Fitzgerald stood behind the five-meter-high bulletproof glass, held up champagne to the port mafia building that was a head shorter than him, and said complacently: "How can it be possible for rural organizations in rural areas to ride on the head of the group? Still have to bow to money."

Behind him, the lady in glasses wearing a thick long skirt paled: "But the cost this time is too exaggerated, Mr. Francis, please don't do it on a whim! There is also a limit to the combination's finances, and your special ability must also be taken into consideration. -"

"Louisa!" Fitzgerald yelled.

"Yes!" The glasses girl agreed decisively.

Fitzgerald raised his glass to her: "You can only prepare the banquet before dark today, and I will invite those who have contributed to this operation to a banquet."

Luisa pushed her glasses: "You mean the investigators?"

"That's right, they resolved the entrustment very quickly, and the method is very suitable for my taste," the excellent American businessman shook the golden liquid in the glass, "and it is also a proof of my accurate investment vision——"

Louisa: "But, but, the list of investigators was drawn up by Mr. Poe..."

"The additional money subsidy is my decision," Fitzgerald waved his hand, "Also, Ellis also prepared a gift for me. As a friend, it would be impolite not to express my gratitude."

Luisa thought of Ellis's inability to lift his hands and shoulders, and she was puzzled: "What gifts can Ellis bring? I'm not saying bad things about Ellis, but the gifts he prepared, no, what kind of black?" Chocolate?"

"It's the white tiger!" Fitzgerald put the empty cup heavily on the table, his joyful emotions fluttering freely, "It's the signpost of the 'book', the key that guides me to my ultimate goal!"

Luisa was shocked by Ellis's generosity, and after a while, she realized: "So, since the tiger has already been acquired, what's the use of building such a tall building? I thought you meant to show off your financial resources and attract The local Yokohama superpowers joined in and helped find the tiger together, and it cost such a big price! It turned out to be a meaningless expense!"

Fitzgerald shrugged: "Lady thinks too much and she will get wrinkles. Money is only money when it is spent. It's just a bunch of numbers that won't get moldy, and it will be affected by the fluctuation of gold prices. Why don't you make me happy."

Luisa grasped the point from this philosophical passage: "You just do what you want!"

"That's it, Louisa, go send invitations to the investigators, it's 30 degrees Celsius tonight!" Fitzgerald was in high spirits.

Luisa: "...Sorry, Sir Francis, this is Japan, and the highest temperature is 7°C tonight."

"Really, it's too cold." The domineering capitalist instantly lost his composure.

"...There is one more building." The white-haired man looked at the landmark buildings in Yokohama that did not match his memory, and frowned handsomely.

The slender man beside him nodded docilely: "It's been a few years, it's strange that nothing has changed."

The white-haired man accepted what he said, but turned and went in another direction.

The slender man helped his hat and asked, "Why, is there anything else you can do?"

"...I just thought of it just now," the white-haired man pushed back his long shoulder hair, revealing a small strand of delicate hair braided into a twist, "I want one too, it belongs to my building."

A thin black-haired man wearing a furry hat, he was rarely speechless.

——At this time, you still care about what you have and what you don’t have, no wonder you can’t become a master.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Then come to my heart, there will always be your room here." With a handsome and hearty smile, the blond Frenchman with dark hair was holding the white-haired man's hand, and his hazy blue eyes were filled with affection.

The white-haired beauty who was caught off guard and touched her hand bluntly issued a question mark: ...?

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The author has something to say:

I deliberately described Sencha in a very cute way (at least I think it is cute). In fact, this person is as cute as I wrote, and he is doing such trivial things. Don’t be too early to describe other things that have not been described. To make a conclusion, I have made a lot of dolls in the Wenye module, here is a simple confirmation method-if you find the culprit I mentioned, but I haven't described any of them before, then they have a high probability It's the blame.

感谢在2022-02-1622:57:31~2022-02-1722:30:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 4220578610 bottles; Luoshui 1th Street, [-] bottle of Youdaguan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!