My undercover organization eats jujube pills

As we all know, Scepter4 and Barbara are deadly rivals.

The people of these two clans are the kind that as soon as they meet each other, they will never speak if they can not speak, and they will definitely fight immediately if they can do it.

It doesn't matter if he's busy or not, even if he's fine, we have to find something to fight beforehand.

Two years ago, when I hadn't officially joined Scepter4, I drank in Barbara's bar—although the second-in-command Kusanagi Izumo didn't give me alcohol.

There, I also listened to the good-looking little brother playing guitar and singing.

At that time, Fushimi Saru Hiko and Misaki Hatta hadn't broken up... hadn't broken up.As for why they broke up, Fushimi Saruhiko would not tell me such a thing.

But as it happens, as for his teenage thoughts, to be honest - I'm not particularly interested.

But speaking of it, the current members of Scepter4 and Barbara didn't have any deep conflicts at first, and it became such a tense situation because of the historical legacy of the Qing King and the Red King.

The current Qing Wang Zongxiang Riji has followed the excellent style of previous Qing Wangs, and he is quite inconsistent with the current Chi Wang Zhou Fangzun. They will taunt when they meet, and immediately start fighting after the taunts. A set of procedures is very natural. I suspect that they have rehearsed hundreds of times. time.

The last time I was in the Barbara's territory, I was quite embarrassed because I met Seri Awashima-I really didn't expect that as the deputy leader of the Scepter4 member, she would come to the Barbara's territory, and she looked pretty Not the first time.

For Kusanagi Izumo, I only have infinite admiration and sympathy in my heart-brother, it is too difficult to win the cold beauty Seri Awashima.He can actually tolerate the red bean paste made by Seri Awashima himself-I can't do it alone.

The red bean paste made by Seri Awashima is simply unbearable in my life.

"Hey," I propped my chin, staring at the computer screen in a daze, "Have you lost contact with Barbara at all?"

"I'm your boss now, use your honorifics properly." Fushimi Sarubigu said unhappily, "If fighting is considered a connection, then let's consider it a connection."

"...you are really pathetic." I said.

"what?"

After falling out with his former employer, he was like a child and refused to say a word. When Feng met, he had a stinky face, as if he was owed money - isn't this the pathetic behavior of a primary school student, and he is still a girl The one with conflicts and cold wars.

I was basically looking for something to say just now, because I was so boring.

There is no work for me these two days, because I am still a newcomer, what I have to do every day is to memorize Scepter4's internal management regulations, handle paperwork, and write an investigation report for the daily situation.

Although this is not a difficult task for me, it takes a lot of brain cells to bury my head and write reports every day. After writing tens of thousands of words a day, I feel completely dizzy.

"Is there no outsider or something who was found to make me move..." I lay down on the table and sighed, I was really about to fart in the office.

"You are purely lucky." Fushimi Saru Hiko laughed at my ignorance, "How can you catch so many outsiders? Then Japan will be in chaos."

After I was stunned for a while, I understood what he meant.

In fact, Tokyo doesn’t have that many outsiders—according to Fushimi Saruhiko, you may only meet one outsider in a week or a month, and most of them are not the kind with very strong attack power, they are all weak Outsiders only.

If there are so many outsiders in Tokyo that you can catch one in a day, wouldn't the city be in chaos?

That is an ability beyond the scope of science. It can completely turn an ordinary person into a superman, and can do anything he wants.If this kind of ability floods the streets, it can completely mess up the world, and then everyone will fall into panic.

Even in Yokohama, which has the highest concentration of people with supernatural abilities in Japan, there are not many people with supernatural abilities.

As the largest violent organization in Yokohama, the Port Mafia has only a dozen people with supernatural abilities, which can be counted with two hands.

People with supernatural powers and outsiders are indeed one of the very few in this world.

That is beyond common sense, and will only be regarded as an existence of urban legend.

Of course – as we all know, urban legends are true.

I was bored and found coffee beans from the cupboard in the office to make myself a cup of hot coffee.I hesitated for a while, and made a cup for another living person in the office, Fushimi Saru Hiko.

Soon the aroma of coffee diffused in the room, and the steaming white mist surrounded the circle and soon filled the air.

I took the coffee and walked to Fushimi Saruhiko's desk, and put the coffee gently on the table.Fushimi Saru Hiko, who was staring at the display screen, turned his head, finally willing to speak humanly: "Thank you."

"No," I said, "if you weren't my boss, I'd call you to make me coffee now."

Fushimi Aru Hiko's face immediately turned black: "I shouldn't expect a good word from your mouth."

"We are each other." I happily returned to my seat and happily took a sip of coffee.

Sure enough, when I was in a bad mood, I went to be a bully and said a few words, the effect was immediate, and I didn't feel so irritable immediately.

But the endurance of this pleasant state is not good, and after a while I stared blankly at the picture displayed on the computer screen.

This job is really very busy, very busy, my eyelids are almost closed, otherwise why would I have to make a cup of coffee in broad daylight?

I stared at this display screen for several days. Anyway, there was nothing abnormal about outsiders. The greatest pleasure every day was watching the couple breakup scene and various shrews cursing on the surveillance camera.

The scene was wonderful, if it weren't for Fushimi Sarubiko's repeated orders not to eat, I would have been watching the show while holding a bag of melon seeds.

"Are you free?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko probably couldn't stand the frequency of me sighing every two minutes. He slapped the keyboard and turned to look at me.

"Yeah." I answered him sullenly, "I'm about to fart. Is this how you usually sit? Are you not bored?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko was silent for a few seconds, and then turned his display screen to show me - line after line of code emerged on the black interface.

I looked at the codes crowded on Fushimi Saru Hiko's screen, and wisely stopped, "Okay, keep busy, I won't disturb your work."

Only then did I realize that Fushimi Saruhiko was actually a programmer.Of course, Reji Munakata would not be unaware that he also lit up such a skill.The chief of Scepter4 has always been committed to making the best use of everything, and it is of course impossible not to squeeze Fushimi Saru Hiko.

In comparison, I, a newcomer, have much more leisure time.

When I couldn't sit still in the office before, I could still go shopping, and I even went to the racecourse—yes, that's right, Scepter4, a big dog with the backing of the government, is the fourth sub-office of the Legal Household Registration Division of Tokyo City. The name of a third-rate organization, actually rich enough to build a horse farm in his own building in the city center.

This is simply too sinful! ! !

When it comes to being rich, I think of a problem left over from history.

——It seems that I haven't paid off the debt of Chuya Nakahara, so I was forced to run away with Osamu Dazai.

This matter is more subtle, Zhongyuan Zhong shouldn't think I'm running away in debt, right?If we meet again in the future, the Zhongyuan Central Committee may treat me as a villain who owes money and refuses to pay back.

Thinking of this result, I covered my face with a headache and wailed twice.

"If you are bored, you can go out for a stroll, patrol is fine, don't hinder me here." My wailing finally broke Fushimi Saruhiko's last nerve, he pointed at the door with a stinky face, trying to let me Get out of this office immediately.

"Okay, I'll just get out of here." Before he finished speaking, I stood up awkwardly, "Don't worry, I will never disturb your work."

Fushimi Saru Hiko's words are a blessing from heaven to me. I really can't stay idle in the office. After writing such a long report, I feel like I'm going to grow hair in the office. up.

It's better to be at the Port Mafia, although it is very busy every day, but you can often stroll outside.

Holding my saber in hand, I happily walked out of the gate of Scepter4.I don't know where to go, anyway, I just wandered around to catch my breath.

Although I have lived in Tokyo for a long time, I have not actually visited Tokyo well.

When I was first picked up by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, I was basically in a closed training, and they couldn't rest assured that I was a child running around; Even if they took me out, they only went to the designated mission locations and training grounds, and there was no chance for me to wander around; after I was 12 years old, I even ran to Yokohama, so how could I have the opportunity to go to Tokyo casually.

Until now I am 16 years old, and I have lived in this world for nearly six years before I have the opportunity to take a good look around the city of Tokyo.

I don't know where I went, I just don't get lost.

***

When passing by the alley, a skateboarder rushed out of the corner. If I hadn't reacted quickly and flashed past, I would definitely be hit by this person.But obviously this person almost hit me, but he was more panicked than me.

He probably thought that I couldn't dodge, so he tried to dodge in mid-air by stepping on his skateboard, but obviously this narrow alley was not suitable for him to display his strength.He didn't grasp it in mid-air, and suddenly hit the wall and fell down.

I was shocked: "Pengci?"

"Hiss—" The boy who fell to the ground rubbed his head unhappily, turned over and sat up.After hearing what I said, he raised his head angrily, "It's because of you that I did this, right?!"

This teenager has rare red hair, wrapped in a turban, only a little red hair roots are exposed, and a coat is tied around his waist. He is dressed like "the most beautiful cool boy on this street".

But I froze the moment I saw the boy's face.

The road to the enemy is narrow, isn't this Fushimi Saruhiko's good friend Hatta Misaki?

"Misaki?" I greeted, "Long time no see."

After Fushimi Saru Hiko's blessing, I subconsciously called out the name "Misaki" with an intimate connotation.

"Aren't you..." Misaki Hatta's eyes froze on my face for two seconds, then he stood up from the ground and moved away from me by multiplying the minimum safe distance by five.

After seeing the uniform I was wearing, Hatta Misaki's expression suddenly changed as if he saw something dirty, "You lackey in blue clothes, I knew you were not a good person."

"Hey brother," I grinned, "You're a bit over the top with this map, I didn't come to fight with you, it was just a coincidence."

"You said just now that I touch porcelain." Hatta Misaki's little brain was thinking, "You did it on purpose, right?!"

I held back the throbbing veins on my forehead, "The weather is pretty good today, I don't want to fight with the kids. If you have something to do, you can leave as soon as possible." I saw that Misaki Hatta seemed to have something to do, and I consciously moved out of the way out of the way.

He hesitated, then flew past me on a skateboard.

When he was about to rush out of the alley, I thought of the gentle young man playing the guitar in the Barbara bar.

"Is Mr. Ten Beam okay?" In fact, this sentence is just a polite greeting, so that I can draw out what I want to say next-"I want to go to Baruwuluo to see if Mr. Ten Beam is ok Bar".

After hearing the name Tokuta Tara, Hatta Misaki seemed to freeze in place all of a sudden, with his back to me, I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could clearly see his tight body and clenched hands live fingers.

There are blue veins on the young man's arm slightly protruding, and the distinct joints are pinched white.His voice seemed to be forced out of his throat.

"He's dead," he said. "Mr. Shishu is dead."

Afterwards, Hatta Misaki's figure disappeared into the alley, and I stood there stunned.

Such a result is something I didn't expect... I didn't know Tokuta Tara was dead, and I never thought he would die.As far as I know, the ten bunches of tatara are not the main force in the battle in Barbara, and logically speaking, they should not be injured.

I'm not familiar with Tokudo Tara at all, and it would be a bit hypocritical to say that I'm heartbroken for him now.But that meeting in the bar, the strings he plucked with his fingertips, and his low and gentle humming, I still remember them all.

If you want to say what kind of mood I am now... I just feel sorry.

Such a gentle and beautiful person has gone through the course of his life in such a short period of time and closed those gentle eyes.

The red butterfly that stopped suddenly between his fingers is the most beautiful red butterfly I have ever seen in my life.

***

With my thoughts in mind, I couldn't help but become melancholy.

I really wonder if I am Mercury retrograde recently, because not only did I get such a bad news just now, but then I met another person who would make me feel bad.

"This beautiful lady, would you like to enter the water with me?"

This kind of familiar opening remarks, I don’t need to introduce it in detail. If you think about it with your feet, you will know that this gorgeous product is Osamu Dazai.Seeing the young lady's embarrassed smile, I grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar with a cold face and expressionless, and pulled him aside.

I just wanted to teach Dazai Osamu not to chat casually on the street, but when I turned around, I bumped into Accelerator standing behind me.

The moment I turned my head, my heart almost stopped beating in fright.For some reason, when I saw Fang Accelerator's scarlet pupils, I felt inexplicably guilty.

"Ah..." I smiled embarrassingly, "What a coincidence."

"What are you doing?" Accelerator frowned.

I obediently replied: "As you can see, I am on patrol."

Osamu Dazai, who doesn't mind watching the excitement, followed the trend and ignited: "Wow, come out on patrol wearing clothes that are so economical in fabric?" While saying this, he stretched out his arms to my shoulder for some unknown reason, A good look with my brothers.

Accelerator's eyes moved to Osamu Dazai's hand on my shoulder. At that moment, I almost thought that Osamu Dazai was about to splatter blood on the spot.

………………………………………………………………………………….

I will kill Osamu Dazai! ! ! ! !

"Hey, Xia Sanlan," Accelerator's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a rather dangerous expression, "I'll kill you."

When I was about to say something to smooth things over, the terminal in my pocket rang. I glanced at the caller ID - Fushimi Saruhiko, and silently connected.

"The Barbara has attacked a club. The location is displayed on the terminal. You should arrive immediately." Fushimi Saruhiko's voice came from the terminal, and Dazai Osamu's station was very close to me, so I could also hear it Fushimi Saruhiko's voice, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows when he spoke.

"Hey," he said happily, "this guy sounds like me."

I stared at him warily: "What do you want?"

"I happened to be passing by the location on your terminal." Osamu Dazai touched my terminal at some point, and shook the red dot on the display to me.

I was shocked and angry: "You...!"

I felt like a poor little guy, I looked left at Osamu Dazai and right at Accelerator.

1 minute later.

Behind me were two more onlookers who "just passed by".

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, mamo is multiplied by two, and Yayoi will feel double the happiness (.

When I was writing this chapter, I went back and studied the timeline of K, only to find that the first season has passed 12 days, so I wrote a hammer (…

So it is estimated that I will mainly write the Conan line qwq