There was a long queue in front of the Chinese snack shop. Vodka carrying egg-filled cakes, roujiamo and soy milk was at the Guandi Temple and the gin with a small bun. The square face stretched out due to the aroma of the food, and I couldn't help but show a silly smile. "Brother, these smell really good."
"idiot."
Gin's disgusting eyes were hidden under her high hat and sneered coldly, "Didn't you notice something is wrong around you?"
Vodka:?!
Vodka subconsciously looked around and looked around. Fortunately, he remembered the elder brother's teaching in time and observed with as natural movements as possible. The eyes behind the sunglasses were wide open. After racking his brains, he actually found some clues. - Several people disguised as tourists seemed to be staring at them.
He made a gesture of wiping his neck and whispered: "Brother, do you want to deal with it?"
Gin is too lazy to call a fool.
The top killer of the Black Organization silently recited that he had chosen three times. He recalled the driving skills and it skills of vodka, and barely calmed down. "No, it should be the normal eye-catching of the local black road. I will get rid of it in a while."
As he expected.
After walking out of China Street and leaving the bustling crowd for a while, the spirits behind them disappeared without a trace. In the remote parking lot, I solved a meal of breakfast or lunch. Gin stepped onto his Porsche and suddenly looked back, and her dark green eyes shot out the light of hunting like a wolf.
crow?
Even though I clearly felt the resident sight, how many birds came from?
Gin looked at it suspiciously a few more times. Seeing the crows flapping their wings and shaking their feathers, they occasionally looked here openly. They suppressed their suspicion and got into the car.
The classic car drove away.
Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief.
Oh my god, gin is too outrageous, even birds have to doubt it!
While driving in the Porsche, Vodka asked: "Brother, are we going back to the hotel like this?"
Gin is concise and concise: "Waiting for Bourbon's news."
Without intelligence, what can their operation team do? Can they be directly reckless?
Vodka murmured: "Then are we coming too early..."
"Shut up."
Gin said patiently and coldly: "Yokohama's black road is very xenophobic, and it will be controlled if it is too late."
Vodka: "…"
He is so stupid that he dare not speak.
The sun gradually rose to the middle.
Amuro was wearing a thin T-shirt and sat in a ramen restaurant facing the street waiting for the order of ramen to serve.
On the table in front of him was a cell phone, and a tour guide booklet issued by a nearby hotel. His purple-gray eyes looked at everything around him curiously. In addition to his eye-catching hair color, he was like an ordinary tourist.
"Dingling."
The phone rang.
When Tomo Amuro saw the caller ID, his expression changed slightly. He then changed into a pair of smiling faces and answered the phone. As he got up, he walked to the corner, he said, "Why did you think of contacting me?"
The tone seemed to be teasing a familiar friend.
The female clerk who came with ramen smiled at him inquiring, put the ramen next to the booklet at his signal, bowed slightly to the service desk, and then lowered her voice, alertly speaking, "Can you send an email before calling in the future?"
"Are you sending an email that is 'It's not convenient for you to answer the phone'?"
Kyoka Kamiyo on the other end of the phone said that he was innocent, "But no matter who you are with, you will be fine to answer my phone."
Tomoto Amuro: "…"
There was no words to be said.
The conversation was too kind and always made him forget that someone was the leader of the Mafia organization.
Kiyoi Kamiya is still analyzing, "If it is an occasion where you cannot answer the phone at all, I think you can't forget to mute or turn off the phone? If you are unfortunately kidnapped one day, I can cooperate to hold the kidnappers. If the ransom is reasonable, I can't pay the advance first..."
"Stop. Stop talking."
After more than a year, I didn't hear the other person's voice, and this wave of conversation immediately
It made people regain the familiar sense of powerlessness. Toru Amuro helplessly discovered that he was still helpless to Kanyo Kiyo, so he turned back to the topic, "What's the matter with me?"
Others were sitting at the position of the leader of the port Mafia. At this time, they called for 500 billion, and it was hard to say that the Lord of God was.
"It's just a long time no see you."
The Kanodai Qinghe extended his tone, “—Do you believe it?”
Tomoto Amuro: "…"
Port Mafia Building. Chief Office.
The office chair rotated 180 degrees. Kanyo Kiyowa looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, raised his hand to cover the dazzling sunshine from the high place, and said with a smile: "After all, I have some confidence in the emotions between people, Senior Amuro."
After a pause, he seemed to see the speechlessness on the chocolate-colored face through the space. He said again, "Okay, that's it. If you find that there are mafia people staring at you, please bear with it for a little while. It's a misunderstanding, and they will soon withdraw themselves."
A tall man with long blonde hair and strange foreign face.
Except for the first senior of the Shuaigu, they all met.
Long hair can be cut short.
When Kanyo Kiyoho realized this, he also realized that with the uneven quality of the mafia, the team that looked for people was huge, and it was impossible that they were all elite subordinates trained by Sister Hongye. Sooner or later, they would meet Senior Jiang Gu. Fortunately, when the report was submitted, Sister Hongye would find that it was Bourbon of the Black Organization, and forked this wrong option.
He is too difficult.
The team is not easy to lead.
"Squeak."
French carved wooden door was pushed open.
Dazai Osamu, who was sleeping until the time was sleeping, walked in. Seeing his friend calling, he walked up to listen openly. Kanyo Kiyowa glanced at him and naturally pressed the speakerphone. Amuro's voice came clearly and said keenly: "Are you looking for someone who looks very similar to me? Is it related to that matter?"
The environment is not secret enough, and a certain Bourbon did not directly say 500 billion.
But this is easy to associate.
Dazai Osamu pretended not to know and spoke out to find fault: "What's that matter?"
Kamiyo Kiyo and Leisurely connected, and changed the cute Dazai cat voice, "Aji doesn't know."
Tsk.
He was trampled again.
Next time he will raise his chair and hang his feet in the air.
Amuro Toru was silent for two seconds, "Dazai Kwan is here too... is he okay?"
Forgive him to hear this voice, he inevitably thinks of the energetic fish soup.
Kiyowa Kamiyo glanced at Dazai Osamu's expression, and decisively assumed nothing happened, and said seriously: "That's a dangerous person, with long golden hair and blue eyes, a European supernatural being 190, if you meet senior Amuro, don't inquire, act like an ordinary person."
Whether it is the policeman of Jiang Gu Ling or Bourbon, who is a black-clad organization, he will inevitably be attracted by an outstanding strange face like Weirren. If he accidentally met him, Senior Jiang Gu became curious as a detective and tried to follow up and investigate something...
Wouldn't it be given for free?
Amuro reacted quickly, "You said you were 190, but I was only 180, but you might still be targeted by your subordinates... They don't know the specific height of the target? Why? You clearly know but didn't tell your subordinates, or, in other words, didn't tell all the mafia because the source of the intelligence cannot be explained? No, the leader does not need to explain, that is..."
"alright."
The Qing Dynasty and the black line were interrupted, "The other party is too dangerous, and only a few people know the detailed information." Under normal circumstances, the only ones that the port mafia should know about were those investigated by Sister Hongye.
“How dangerous?”
"In terms of force alone, the entire winery is bound together and the winning rate is a loss."
The Qing Dynasty was determined and decisive.
The voice of Amuro suddenly became dry, as low as a breath sound, "I seem to see him..."
Ramen restaurant.
Amuro watched helplessly as the man who was exactly in line with the description of Kanyo Kiyo and went to the service desk to pick up two packed ramen and walked out of the store without looking sideways.
, seize the opportunity and look at him naturally with others.
The back covered in sunlight is as elegant as a bow, and the handsome face with a glance is hard to reach even the protagonist on the screen. The man has a unique unruly temperament, as if the poet is collecting the field. In a trance, Amuro smells the breath of blood from him. I believe that the man is so careless when he is creating a killing.
The sensitive nerves of the police undercover trembled, as if watching a bloody drama, and were cold all over the crowd who were unaware of the truth.
"Guest, your ramen is going to be cold."
The female clerk kindly reminded him, and when he saw that he did not answer, he raised his voice slightly, "Guest?"
Only then did Amuro realize that he had put down his cell phone without realizing it.
The call is still ongoing.
Amuroto said weakly: "Hey?"
Shen Dai Qinghe has no nonsense: "Address."
The voice contained a wonderful authority. After Amuro obediently reported the address, he realized what he had done, "…………”
no.
Is his unpreparedness or trust in the Goddess Qinghe to this extent?
Toru Amuro said dryly: "What are you going to do?"
Port Mafia Building. Chief Office.
Seeing that Dazai Osamu was already contacting Lan Tang, Kanyo Kiyowa said truthfully: "Appoint someone who can handle it."
Amuro Toru is in a complicated mood: "I hope everything goes well."
He had realized that this was not something he or even the police could handle, and hesitated to ask, "Have you considered... reporting it to the Supernatural Special Service Department?"
If the black-clothed organization is really hard to handle, its threat is too great - unlike ordinary criminals who need hot weapons to cause huge lethality, the power of the psychic person belongs to themselves, and it is even more difficult to prevent. Whether it is involved in the public depends entirely on the other party's character - in this case, dragging the official into the water is a way of thinking.
Moreover, letting such a powerful foreign ability act freely in Yokohama was the dereliction of duty of the Secret Service Department - although the other party is likely to have smuggled over.
“Reporting is useless.”
Kamiyo Kiyohe didn't want to say much, and directly changed the topic: "It's your luck, Senior Amuro..."
He paused for a while and said tactfully, "I know a very effective shrine, not too far from your current location, and it is open for normal business today..."
"I'm dead."
Toru Amuro tried to threaten.
After thinking about it, Kiyowa Kamiyo thought about it and found nothing, so he said understandingly: "I won't disturb you anymore, keep in touch. By the way, remember to go to the bookstore to buy Odasa's novel. The author's name is Odasa, which is very good!"
"Doudu."
Amuro looked at the display of the end of the call on the screen, "…………”
Is this what he means?
Amuro Toru sat back to the table awkwardly and found that the cold ramen tasted much worse.
A ruin in Yokohama.
The three-cat cat nimblely jumped off the wall, lowered its head and sniffed the smell on the ground, and walked towards the depths.