The Central Plains was also furious, blushing like a tomato, "It's too boring!"
The juicy boy was extremely collapsed, "How could anyone steal such things!!!"
The dormitory manager murmured: "Yes, how could it be..."
Lan Tang: “…………”
Even he didn't keep up with Weirren's brain circuit for a while.
As expected by the Qing Dynasty of the God of Heaven, Lantang's sub-space is indeed spread throughout the campus.
On that day, Lan Tang felt the arrival of his partner during class. But as a teacher, Lan Tang could not suddenly enter the sub-space to rush. Otherwise, he would disappear from the podium in the eyes of the students, which was difficult to explain. So Lan Tang found an excuse to leave the classroom, and immediately entered the sub-space after coming to a remote corner, but it was just this little delay...
Anyway, Lan Tang failed to meet Weirren.
“…”
Lan Tang calmly copied the route of his partner sneaking into the school, entered the dormitory of Zhongyuan Nakaya. After the inspection of the traces was fruitless, he messed up the bed and desk of Zhongyuan Nakaya, and returned to the classroom as if nothing had happened to continue the lecture.
After the elective class, it is time to get off school.
Back in the Central Plains in the dormitory, I found that my things were passive. The first reaction was to find something I lost, and then...
Point wax.
Central Plains, continues to be crazy.
Roommate No. 1: "It's so perverted."
Roommate No. 2: "My brother Nakaya must be so popular. What... campus idol?"
Roommate No. 3: "No, you can steal this kind of thing, it's really the same family."
They looked at each other and had the right code: "Feng Ji?"
Seeing that the pot was about to be put on Osamu Dazai's head, Lan Tang thought about it and finally did not express his opinion on this issue. - If he didn't know Paul's existence, Dazai was indeed suspicious.
He confirmed, "Zhongya, did he only lose the paper?"
Lan Tang thoughtfully did not add the "failed" qualifier before the "test".
"……Um."
The boy with orange hair and blue eyes looked disgusted, "Teacher Lan Tang, why are you here..."
Help.
Zhongya, who knew it later, was overwhelmed by embarrassment.
Ahhhh, why is he so restless and telling the lost things himself!
Lan Tang smiled with a friendly smile: "I happened to walk downstairs of the boy's dormitory and saw the dormitory manager running upstairs in a hurry. It seemed that something happened, so I came over and wanted to see if I could help."
Zhongyuan: "Oh."
He suddenly looked at his roommates and younger brothers, with fierce eyes: Who called the dormitory manager?!
Good things don’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles.
That night, Dazai Osamu came from the port of Mafia to mock—
"Is it true? Slug your zero-point paper was stolen?"
"Wow, still placed under the mattress? Could it be that I want to learn in my dreams, right?"
The young man in the coin-eyed hands held his hands and raised his head slightly. It was a prayer posture. He said in a longing tone, "If it were me, I would copy 10,000 copies of the zero-point paper and spread it all over every corner of Yokohama..."
Very angry.
Zhongyuan also barely maintained his rationality and said suspiciously: "Didn't you take it?"
Dazai Osamu's true feelings of regret: "It's me."
Zhongyuan also corrected: "Not zero points."
“Hey?”
"Not zero points." It is also repeated in the Central Plains.
"But……"
Dazai Osamu made a voice like a top student, "I don't pass the exam, what's the difference between 29 and 0?"
Hard.
The fist is hard.
The Nakabata also struggled to restrain the desire to beat people. However, under the continuous ridicule of Dazai Osamu, the Nakabata also heard the sound of the rational string breaking in his mind, and his whole body was as bright as a response.
A dark red light appeared, "...bastard, bastard blue and white fish!"
——Wave it out with anger!
"Mr. Dazai will come down to protect him!"
Several black spikes appeared from the slant, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke's pale face was filled with a strange blush. He said a line he copied from somewhere, "If you want to hurt Mr. Dazai, step over the body he was below!"
Atsushi Nakajima, who was following his roommate, looked embarrassed: "Not that..."
The corridor was too narrow, and the battlefield quickly moved to the flat ground downstairs. Atsushi Nakajima looked at Nakabara, which controlled the gravity and landed lightly, and looked at the roommate who jumped off with a black beast to build a bridge to support his body. He hesitantly looked at the tiger and could not carry it. He seemed that he could only walk down the stairs, "That, Mr. Dazai..."
"It's okay, Dun."
The sarcastic expression had already been closed, and Dazai Osamu was leisurely lying on the outside of the corridor, smiling and looking down, "Isn't this a great viewing spot?"
Atsushi Nakajima: "…"
If you hear about the scenic spots, you will explode again.
Hope the school is on summer vacation.
Mori Ou packed up the port Mafia, and the logistics department had already packed up a dormitory as he asked, which was different from the leader.
I don't want to stay in the small clinic for the time being.
Asking is a psychological shadow.
Now that Weirren's trail is a mystery, only two places are safe. One is around Lantang and the other is the headquarters of the Mafia building, the security level decreases from left to right.
When there was no need to attend class, Mori Ouwai was preparing to suspend the field and resume his itinerary for the office as the assistant to the chief secretary. On the first day of the summer vacation, he came to the chief to report.
The French carved wooden door slowly opened in front of you.
Then there was a dull sound of falling on the carpet. Mori Osman looked out and saw Dazai Osamu picking up a calculator from the carpet, walking to a place without the carpet, and falling down hard!
The sound is crisp.
Mori Ouwai: "..."
For some reason, maybe it was because of the time when I taught a group of well-behaved and sensible students. When I first saw such an authentic Dazai Jun, he felt a little ache in his head.
Mori Ou calmed down, "Dazai, are you...?"
The head of the god of the Ching and Lazy Aidai answered: "Russian style repair method."
Mori Ouwai reacted for a while, "..."
oh.
It’s just hammering, hammering, hitting, falling, and kicking the broken things, right?
The conclusion is soon released.
Dazai Osamu was very happy: "Okay!"
He returned to the newly purchased brand new desk, clicked off the computer screensaver, and pressed the calculator to the screen.
...
Ten minutes later.
I took some documents that I could approve from the leader. Mori Okuwa, who was preparing to work, made a turn and walked the route behind Dazai Osamu. He seemed to be inadvertently looking at the other party's computer screen.
Then the three-dimensional three-dimensional irregular and rotating model on the screen was dazzled.
Mori Ouwai: "..."
Is it mathematics?
Being regarded as a subject that is always honest, not knowing is not knowing.
Mori Ouwa silently returned to his seat, silently looked at the documents, silently listened to the leader running to Dazai Osamu, and talked to him about various curves, evaluation methods, and estimation formulas. He suddenly felt like he was returning to the campus of Tokai University.
The expression of Kanyo Kiyoha was very gentle.
Anyone who meets a smart student like Dazai Maomao will inevitably be as precious as treasures.
Since I saw the mathematical model screening of commercial streets, I became interested. Within a few days, Dazai learned to become a self-taught through books and online videos, and only encountered a little bit of problems in the connection between theory and practice.
"Well, that's about the same."
The divine Qing and Guidance.
Dazai Osamu looked at the perfect model and his eyes were shiny. "Can I let me go to the negotiation of the investment at that time? I'll try it first, if it doesn't work, then let Sister Hongye go?"
"OK."
Kamiyo Kiyoshi agreed casually, and said, "But this time I plan to let Sister Hongye take Nakaya, Morikun bring Atsushi and Akutagawa. When you go to negotiate, Sister Hongye may take Nakaya with her."
He smiled and said, "Stop bullying, be careful of being worn by Sister Hongye."
Dazai Osamu blinked innocently.
"But, am I not Qinghe covered?"
The leader is bigger than the cadres.
The subtext is clear.
Kiyowa Kamiyo raised his hand and rued the fluffy brown hair of Dazai Cat. Under the gaze of the kohl's eyes, he easily compromised for the 1001st time, "...Don't go too far."
What else can I do?
After listening to the whole process, Sen Ouwai: "..."
Lemon.
When Nakabara and others arrived at the port, they all went to Mafia to report that they were assigned to their temporary bosses. When they were working part-time, the situation in the dark world of Yokohama became more and more intense. Ozaki Hongye, who was short of people, started to take advantage of the internal tricks and added a group of outstanding employees to their intelligence teams.
Sakaguchi Yasuo successfully applied for the job.
——Because now the main thing is the 500 billion incident, the financial specialist is also in the scope of internal recruitment.
——And these must be all under the calculations of Qing and seniors.
Sakaguchi Yasuo thought so.
But soon, he was no longer in the mood to think about this.
The intelligence officer who just joined the team naturally could not be assigned any important tasks. Even if he had a strong ability, he would need strength and opportunity to stand out. Sakaguchi Yasuo now comes into contact with some unimportant scraps of information. Although his working time has increased, he can only be considered careless compared to his time in the secret service department, so he still has free time...
Go to the intranet forum.
Yes.
In a sense, the biggest difference between external employees and non-low-level mafia members in the face of social employment is whether they can log in to the mafia intranet forum.
There must be a lot of information inside.
Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, carefully entered his account number and initial password, cut to the communication area, and read the post with a exploratory heart.
Then he saw-
"The Charm of the Leader! A Covering the Infatuated Men and Women in Those Years"
"Who has the latest book from Teacher Guiyue! It is high price to collect! It is too short of food!"
"Does anyone know what the name of a new part-time child is? It's better to have detailed information! He is really cute, mom, I'm in love!"
...
This is all, what, something.
In the moment, Ango Sakaguchi's eyes seemed to flash by in a garbled pattern, and he took a sip of water before he recovered.
He looked at the interface carefully.
That's right.
It is the port mafia intranet forum.
Then, the surging complaints could no longer be suppressed, and they erupted like a volcano in their hearts: This is how you are mafia?! What are you doing every day?! Can you be more serious?! Apologize to the citizens who were injured and died in the fire!!
At this moment, even the tough nerves of the elites of the secret service department felt a faint collapse. Ango Sakaguchi mechanically moved his mouse and slid down, and the content of the purpose made his expression calmer.
It turns out there is still serious content here.
It’s just that everyone loves gossip and is pushed to it.
On the other side.
Natsume Soseki's eyes widened in surprise: "Advanced?...Okay, please trouble you."
The phone hangs up.
A month ago, after saving Senou Wai, the Sancao learned from his disciples that the kidnapper's name: Weirlun.
Because of the huge battle of light effects on the beach, Natsume Soseki was concerned about this strange foreign name. His main business was in China, so he asked friends who had channels to know the foreign situation to inquire about the news. Until now, his friend replied to him.
Assassination of King Weirlun.
Beyond.
Such a person sneaked into Yokohama...
Regardless of the reason, he is already in Yokohama.
What Natsume Soseki needs to think about now is: Should I tell the government the news?