[Comprehensive] Today's Yokohama is also very flat!

Accidentally provoke Yokohama, it is bad luck for the winery.

"Our local gangsters don't dare to bully civilians casually now. You are an outsider, and you dare to bomb the hospital, huh?"

Yoko let out a cold snort through his nose, and glanced over, like a cold wind passing through.

She stomped on vodka and pressed gin's head on the scrapped Porsche-this car was no longer a model, at best it was a scrap metal.

The girl kneaded the car like a ball of paper, even Vodka was stunned.

Yoko patted Gin on the cheek: "Will you dare to blow up the hospital in the future?"

Grinding his teeth, Gin choked out a sentence: "Who the hell are you?"

"The Yokohama Anti-Corruption Office." Yoko hooked his mouth and said with a vicious smile: "Haven't heard of it, have you? Dad, I'm a new establishment. It was established just now. The location of the office can be anywhere in Yokohama. I'm the only member."

"Even if I'm the only one, it's more than enough to beat you bastards."

"From now on, the winery is the key target of the anti-criminal and evil operations. You are limited to withdraw from this city within twelve hours, otherwise—"

She chuckled lightly, and said word by word: "I'll 'talk' to you one by one, and leave some 'souvenirs' by the way."

The girl picked up a strand of blond hair from the gin, and said coldly: "I'll come from you first, I happen to be short of a wig."

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Gin is too hard for him.

As the first brother of the winery, he has been on the front line of the development organization all year round, saying that it is hard work, and that the salary is high but not much.

The big bat in the cellar wears the same clothes all year round, and has no desire to show off his wealth by eating, drinking and dressing up. The remaining money is enough to buy two or three luxury cars, not the ones that are too conspicuous.

Forget about heavy work tasks, run business all over the world and accept your fate, forget about the pressure, don’t even think about weekends and statutory holidays, who knows that even your companions won’t give him peace of mind.

Look at who his enemies are - FBI, CIA, ICPO, military intelligence, Ministry of Public Security, Metropolitan Police Department... In short, they are the super elites of various institutions at home and abroad.

Let’s look at his deputy again—the competent person is either a [-]-year-old boy with a malicious heart, or a strange creature who spreads his wings on the verge of rebellion, or a traitor who bows his head in front of his conscience.

The rest of the brains are all missing, and the stupidest one is still following him as a driver...

He was unlucky to meet this group of bastards, but the most unlucky thing was that he was facing the crisis of middle-aged baldness even though he was still young!

"As for you, just give me a good blowing cold wind here, reflect on it, and do less bad things in the future and plant more trees."

Yoko looked at the two meaningfully: "After all, people are unreliable at critical moments, and trees can save your life."

Gin and volt are like two pieces of bacon, hung upside down on a small tree branch on a cliff outside Yokohama, shaking tremblingly in the cold wind, always worried about what to do if the small tree branch breaks.

Vodka's eyes kept wandering to Gin's poor head cut into the Mediterranean Sea, and he said:

"Boss, I think she might just have taken a fancy to your hair, otherwise why didn't she cut me bald too?"

"I think you don't want to live anymore."

Gin looked at Vodka with murderous eyes.

Vodka didn't receive the danger signal at all, and continued to speak earnestly:

"Boss, I don't think blond hair is very safe. What if her wig gets worn out and she thinks of you again? Although blond hair is king, for safety's sake, let's dye it silver in the future."

Gin: Where's my gun!

He wants to feed this stupid subordinate a gun!

"Hey boss, don't shake around, the branch is about to break————————"

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Dazai didn't leave Hua Xiao's house, and was still waiting for her at the same place, barely moving.He is also particularly leisurely, looking up at the stars and the moon from time to time, or looking down at the exotic flowers and plants in the courtyard.

The young man has a three-point smile, and he has a good appearance. He is slender and tall, with long legs. He is wearing a straight white suit, and the bandages on his eyes have been removed. His eyes are full of flowers, and he looks like a romantic and noble son.

There was a gust of wind behind him, he didn't turn his head, and said in a soft and low tone, "I guess, Miss should have taken a fancy to this house."

He said slowly:

"The concession area here is built on a hillside with fresh air. The balcony is facing the sun and the sea. When you open the window, you can enjoy the warmth of spring and flowers. It is next to seabirds and lives in the mountains. It is suitable for everyone, whether it is noisy or quiet. A place to drop your guns and bullets and hold your paper and pen."

He turned around, his amber eyebrows glowing softly in the night.

"Odasaku will be very happy to see it."

The girl didn't realize that something was wrong until she finished beating the gin, and she originally wanted to come back to ask the teacher for her crimes - this guy had been watching the fun by the side before, and didn't know to remind her; in the end, she was fooled into cleaning up others when she was at a loss, her heart was too dirty Come on!

But as soon as Dazai said those words, he simply soothed his anger.

He knew her, and he knew Odasaku.

Sometimes, understanding means paying attention.

Dazai said it sincerely, he didn't even know that he was walking back and forth on the verge of being beaten.

"Miss is really kind to her friend. She is so kind that she almost responds to every request. She is so kind that no matter what wish the other party has, she will try her best to help him realize it."

Dazai touched the clear green sea glass on the neckline with his fingertips, and asked softly, "Did Miss make this herself?"

Yoko glanced at it, puffed his cheeks and said sullenly: "Yes, I made it all night. It's because of my handiness that you see the finished product now. It was very rough at first."

"I see." Dazai lowered his eyes and whispered to himself, "It seems like I won."

To the young old father... No, it’s good to give it to Odasaku’s house, to the schoolhouse football field library for the children of the charity school, or to that unimportant person with motorcycles and red wine. She didn't do it with her own hands.

No matter how expensive it is, it can't keep up with the intention of doing it yourself.

Yoko:? ? ?

What wins and loses, where did the race take place?

"Cough." Dazai put his fist in front of his lips and cleared his throat: "Let's get down to business, how do you deal with gin? If Miss doesn't know what to do with him, you can hand him over to me, Gang Hei is very happy Share your worries."

After all, according to his observation, this lady does not kill people.

"Oh, I threw him out of the city, and he and his companions are blowing cold wind on the cliff."

Speaking of this, Yoko excitedly took out a section of blood-stained golden hair from his small bag, waved it around, and even had the scent of shampoo on it.

"I want to find a good fake hair master, this hair quality is amazing!"

Dazai stared at the blond hair for a long time, his smile froze: "Gin?"

He felt a chill on the top of his head.

For that man, being forced to cut his hair and hang it on the cliff as bacon, this kind of torture should be more uncomfortable than death.

Dazai felt the same for a moment, and then a series of wicked ideas popped up in his mind: "Did you take a picture of him?"

Yoko blinked blankly: "No, I don't have my phone with me."

Dazai quickly took out his mobile phone and offered it with both hands, "Miss, please."

"Why do you want a picture of him, the Mediterranean is ugly." Yoko complained softly, "I think Gin has [-] to [-] percent of his good looks in his hair, and he wouldn't look good without his hair... Well, is that why he has long hair?"

Yoko's aesthetics are very simple and rude, people she hates, even if they look like fairies, are ugly in her eyes.The euphemistic name is - phases are born from the heart.

Dazai smiled and said nothing.

——It is to be ugly, the uglier the better.

So the gin and vodka, which were still hanging upside down on the cliff, saw Yoko flashing in front of them again, holding a mobile phone and snapping pictures for a long time.

"It's kind of weird to look at it backwards." Yoko gave a "tsk" and said disgustedly: "Forget it, it's ugly no matter how you look at it."

Gin's face turned blue with anger.

What a shame, what a shame!

He wants revenge, he wants to blow up this ruined city, and he wants to let the whole city's souls be buried with his hair!

The photo was in the hands of Dazai, and early the next morning, the "upside-down bald head" was uploaded to the computers of intelligence organizations of various countries by unknown hackers, and even the photo of Gin Jiu's international arrest warrant was tampered with.

Dazai also coerced and lured major online media to change the draft——

#国际最高级搜索者 The photo I want to delete the most, spicy eyes#

#middle-aged bald embarrassment!Barber: I tried hard#

#Exposure the inside story of the most perverted criminal organization in history, it’s your loss if you don’t see it#

……

In short, gin is popular all over the Internet.

These are all things to say later, when Yoko came back with the photo, Dazai asked her: "If Miss has already obtained the real estate certificate, don't rush to leave Hua Xiao's house now."

"Why?"

"It's about Hua Xiao's business and the situation in Yokohama."

When talking about this, Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly: "Hua Xiao's family probably didn't tell you what kind of drugs they want to sell, right?"

The young man suppressed his voice, his tone was cold, obviously this "drug|drug" is very special, special even Hong Kong gangsters find it troublesome.

"That is a new type of children's drug LSD. The full name is lysergic acid diethylamide. It is a synthetic hallucinogen. The toxicity is three times that of ecstasy. It only needs 3 micrograms to become addicted. The point is, This kind of stuff is soluble in water, and it is completely undetectable in an eyedrop bottle, and even drug detection dogs cannot detect it."

Following Dazai's science popularization, Yoko's eyes gradually sank.

With a straight face, she said, "Go on."

"Drug dealers usually drop LSD on cartoon stickers the size of a thumbnail, coaxing children who are attracted by the stickers to suck it on their tongues, and it will take effect in 30 minutes. What's more—"

Dazai's eyes were dark, the corners of his mouth were still raised, but he looked very indifferent: "Drug dealers will refine LSD into snacks - cola, milk tea powder, candy, biscuits...the black market in Yokohama has already started to have this kind of drug If it leaks out, sooner or later it will affect your Saibo Street, and even the whole of Yokohama."

Yoko turned blankly.

Drugs are more harmful than murder, especially for children whose three views have not yet formed.

She took the risk of violating the rules today and wanted to kill Hua Xiao and his wife.

They obviously have children, and they are also parents!

"Calm down, miss."

Dazai pulled Yoko's sleeve, and said seriously: "The Huaxiao family indeed holds the majority in the profit chain, but there are still many retail investors under them. I have a better way, but you need to fool the Huaxiao family for a while— —”

Dazai's mouth was suddenly covered by Yoko.

"Hush—" she whispered, "they're upstairs on the balcony."

Footsteps sounded overhead, and the voice of Mr. Hua Xiao talking to his wife was faintly carried by the wind.

"That Dazai Zhi of Hong Kong Black seems to have not left." Mr. Hua Xiao asked suspiciously: "Could it be that girl really hit the mark?"

What is the drawbridge effect, what stimulates the desire to challenge, if it really works like this, the mafia would have been defeated by the beauty trick.

"That guy wants me to seduce you." Yoko whispered into Dazai's ear, "Since you said there is a way, why don't we show them a play?"

"How are you going to seduce me?" Dazai laughed lightly, folded his arms and said calmly.

Yoko frowned tightly: "Uh...bidong?"

She pressed her hand on the tree trunk that Dazai was leaning on with a "slap", showing a wicked and wild smile.

"Man, you are playing with fire."

Dazai stared at Yoko for two seconds, then suddenly sighed.

"Miss, let me tell you the truth, you really don't know how to seduce. Just call a little girl in her early ten years from our Hong Kong black, and she will be more seductive than you."

Yoko stared at him innocently: "Then what do you say?"

Dazai smiled briefly.

This smile is different from the past, neither careless nor unpredictable, neither playful nor gentle.

On the contrary, this smile is full of youthfulness, with a kind of mischievous childishness of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, and the small pride of revenge.

"Look at it, seduction | lure is like this."

He suddenly messed up his hair, reached out and loosened the tie, revealing the delicate and beautiful collarbone, then put his hand on the back of Yoko's head, and pressed it towards him.

The soft and cool lips, with the refreshing scent of champagne at the dinner party, gently touched the corners of the girl's lips.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes wide.

In the corner of the quiet courtyard, the bud of a sunflower protrudes quietly from the cracks in the stone slabs.

The moon meets the clouds, and the flowers meet the wind.

Summer is coming again.

The author has something to say: Zai: Yes, I am playing with fire.

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LSD science comes from the WeChat subscription account "Medical Master's Association"

The moon meets the clouds, the flowers meet the wind, the night sky is beautiful tonight, I miss you again.

--"Human disqualification"

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Thanks to Spicy Ribs for throwing two mines (Chapter 43, Chapter 44), I will work hard to code and strive to be worthy of your love^3^