[Comprehensive] There is a Master's House in Yokohama

Ghost Soldier Team is a strange name, and it will make people have strange associations when it is heard.

First of all, it starts with the word "ghost", which doesn't feel very decent, and the word "ghost soldier" is a bit of a ghost on the battlefield. As for the complete three characters of "ghost soldier team", no matter how you think about it, it is anti-social organize.

Yunfu Kyoko thought about it seriously for a long time, and finally shook her head under Mori Ogai's patient eyes: "I haven't heard of it."

Since you haven't heard of it, don't think about it for a long time!

Mori Ogai almost complained, but he was not the kind of person who would spit out like a slave, so he had to keep calm: "So, Miss Yunfu, have you ever heard of Takasugi Shinsuke?"

Yunfu Xingzi continued to shake her head honestly.

Mori Ogai understood, and he was responsible for all the explanations: "On the battlefield that year, there were four names that were proclaimed together, White Yasha, Frenzied Prince, Dragon of Guibang, and Governor of the Ghost Army. The four of them They are listed together, on the one hand because the four of them are all incapable but have achieved fame, and on the other hand, there are rumors that they used to be friends."

Yunfu Xingzi nodded slightly.

She can be considered to know the previous social list of Dead Sweets Control, and it feels like a windfall.

Unexpectedly, the silver-haired natural curly waste wood was quite popular in the past.

Ogai Mori said: "Governor Shinsuke Takasugi of the Ghost Squad is now known as 'the most radical and dangerous man among the fighters against barbarians'. He is an anti-government terrorist. If Ms. Yunfu sees him one day, please return him Be careful."

"Thank you, I must be careful, so did the gangsters mess with him?"

"No, Yokohama provoked him." Mori Ogai showed a helpless expression, "I guess he wants to destroy Yokohama, but unfortunately he is too vigilant, and all his actions completely bypass Hong Kong gangsters." .Although I don't know his specific plan, I can feel his will to destroy."

"So, you want to entrust Master House to solve his conspiracy?"

"But I have that intention. I believe that Wanshiwu probably has some secret weapon against the Ghost Squad, right? After all, the governor of the Ghost Squad and Bai Yasha used to be friends."

Mori Ogai's tone was meaningful, he raised his eyes to look at Yunfu Kyoko, he did not hide the threat he wanted to express in his words: Sakata Gintoki is Shirayasha, I already know, no one wants to spread the news The whole world knows it, right?

But Yunfu Xingzi asked with a smile as if she didn't hear anything, "What about the reward?"

Mori Ogai thought for a while, and said: "As for the defection of Dazai-kun and Oda Sakunosuke, the Hong Kong gangsters will never investigate in any sense, and will help to clean up the crime. After all, it depends on the efforts of Ango Sakaguchi alone, and wants to clean up. Bai Dazai-kun also needs a year or two, right?"

This sounds amazing!

Yunfu Kyoko remained calm on the surface, and asked calmly: "A commission related to the survival of Yokohama is not equivalent to these rewards, is it?"

"But Master House is also a part of Yokohama, isn't it? I can just tell you this, but I don't make a commission. I believe Master House will still do its best to stop Shinsuke Takasugi."

Mori Ogai smiled slowly, the smile was full of kindness, but the tone was very cold.His eyes were full of calculations.

The old man who had thoughts about his superpowers added: "The reason why I proposed these rewards is just to maintain a high degree of friendship with Wanshiwu. I mean, a very, very high degree of friendship."

Yunfu Kyoko nodded with a smile: "Understood, then let's make an agreement, let's protect Yokohama with all our strength."

When leaving the Hong Kong Headquarters building, Yunfu Xingzi passed a short man wearing a hat.

She stopped and looked back, noticing that the other man had a head of dazzling orange-red hair, like a passionate flame.

But the man himself was ten thousand times more dazzling than his hair.

Yunfu Xingzi can always recognize special people at a glance, which may be the additional help brought to her by "book pages".

The man with orange-red hair was very keenly aware of his gaze, and immediately stopped and turned his head: "Hey, are you looking at me for something?"

Although the other party's tone was not very polite, Yunfu Xingzi's attitude was very friendly: "I saw that you are holding a book by Xue Qingyangshu in your hand."

"What?" The other party frowned in displeasure, and twisted the hand holding the book unnaturally, as if wanting to put the book down, but worried that doing so would be too deliberate.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little happy." Yunfu Xingzi smiled softly, "Let's protect this city together."

She turned her head, and walked out of the black building belonging to the port mafia under the inexplicable eyes of the other party.

The weather was not bad, Yunfu Xingzi stopped by the street for a while, admiring the bustling streets around like a foreign tourist.

But after looking at the prosperity, her eyes finally stopped on a vending machine.

There was strawberry milk in the vending machine, and the silver-haired girl habitually paid for a box, but found that she didn't really want to drink it.

"It's been a long time since I visited the old man. It's still early today. Let's go visit."

She set her itinerary casually.

What Yunfu Xingzi is going to visit is a very ordinary old man living alone, who has neither great wisdom nor supernatural powers.The reason why the lives of the two parties can intersect is because Yunfu Xingzi wanted to write a book about the elderly living alone.

Out of an attitude of being responsible for the world she wrote, Yunfu Xingzi temporarily worked in the volunteer club for a period of time, and it was at that time that she met the old man.

The old man lived in a dilapidated apartment building, where many poor guys gathered. The living conditions were not much better than the slums, but they were much better than the slums in terms of quality of residents and security.

In a slum, a person who is about to starve to death will most likely choose to take risks, but where the elderly live, a person who is about to die of poverty will mostly just commit suicide silently.

The old man had a good time when he was young. Although the old man was never willing to tell Yunfu Xingzi about his past, there are always some old objects in his house that can show the glory of the past.

He must have served in the army, and Yunfu Xingzi guessed that he must have heard of the name of White Yaksha, but now he is silent about everything in the past.

In fact, most of the people who experienced the war were like this. It was as if they signed a confidentiality agreement collectively. They kept silent to the younger generation. Their eyes were always full of stories. It will not be easy for people to know.

When Yunfu Xingzi knocked on the door, the old man quickly came to answer the door, as if he had been guarding the door all day long, waiting for someone to knock on the door.

When Yunfu Xingzi handed him the strawberry milk, he thanked him very politely. When thanking him, he nodded his head slightly, and Yunfu Xingzi noticed that the other person's white hair was much thinner than the last time they met.

If it is a black-haired young man with severe hair loss, it will make people sigh with emotion about time and fate, life and resistance, but if it is a gray-haired old man with severe hair loss, it will only make people want to sigh slightly.

So Yunfu Xingzi sighed according to her heart: "Do you still live by yourself?"

"Yes." The old man replied.

"Still haven't found a job?"

"Correct."

The old man living alone has never given up his plan to find a job, and he firmly believes that he can still do it.

In fact, this may be true, because the old man’s body is still very strong. If the water pipe in the house is broken, he will insist on repairing it by himself, and if the light bulb is broken, he will also insist on changing it by himself.

But no one wants to work for him, not because others are afraid of exhausting the old man, but because the old man is old.

Yokohama has never been a gentle city, where old people cannot compete with young people if they want to find a job.

Yunfu Xingzi thought for a while, then asked, "Are you still unwilling to hire a nanny?"

"No need, I can take care of myself, and I don't want to trouble anyone else."

"Let me introduce you to a job."

"Little girl, I don't need your charity."

The eyes of the old man are not as clear and bright as those of the young, but the stubbornness and stubbornness flickering there vaguely have the shadow of youth.

It was a kind of brilliance that deeply moved Yunfu Xingzi. It was because of this ordinary old man that Yunfu Xingzi was able to write his third book smoothly.

It is a book describing the ordinary, how a person is born ordinary, how he grows up ordinary, and how he dies ordinary.

However, the feedback from readers after publication proved that they did not quite agree with this statement. They all said that it was another typical Xueqingyangshu style tragedy, and it was a lonely ballad that could resonate strongly with readers.

Well, maybe the readers are right.

Yunfu Xingzi has a pungent writing style, and whatever she writes can sting people's hearts.

The author has something to say: 100 chapters have been written!yeah!

I am so emotional!I never thought I would have such a day!

ps: The old man has no special identity and is an original character.