Kandairo Kiyoka looked at a new document with a subtle expression.
Sitting in Yokohama Port, many of the mafia's businesses are related to the port, such as smuggling and illegal immigration.
This is also the contradiction between port mafia and gss.
gss, this group of mercenaries, are taking the "pirate" route for business.
Specifically, the GSS will protect corporate ships with which they have entered into agreements, while attacking ships that are not their guests...
It means "If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy the road."
Serious cargo ships in Port Mafia, as well as smuggling ships and stowaway ships have all been attacked by GSS.
Therefore, it is normal for something like "the stowaway ship was attacked by the GSS, the passengers on the ship fought back with guns, and led by a man in a knitted hat and blew up the GSS's tactical team"... right?
"puff."
Kamishiro Kiyowa buried his face in his arms, laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking.
It turns out that Mr. Rye from the FBI chose to go to Yokohama after he was surrounded in Tokyo.
It is indeed a good idea to sneak out of Yokohama and then return to the United States.
What a coincidence.
Kamishiro Kiyoka had reasonable suspicion that there were quite a few FBI agents among the passengers being led.
He had no intention of stopping Rye.
Things have already happened, and the stowaway ship is far away from the port. Moreover, the port mafia has no reason to stop the passenger who is sending money to him, even if the other party is the FBI, he still needs to make some compensation for being attacked by the GSS.
——GSS, on the other hand, doesn’t think that this wave of FBI is the mafia and deliberately staged them on the ship, right?
Hmm.
New ideas.
Kamidai Kiyoka enthusiastically approved the document, allowing the Mafia to continue on the path opened by Mr. Rye, and they can act in any way they want.
I heard that new mafiosi can get seasick, so we might as well let them take turns on the boat.
Today is the second day after returning from vacation.
There is still a lot of work piled up.
A little furious, Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at the shrunken pile of documents and breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at the time displayed on his phone.
Is it time for Dazai Neko to get up?
April, the sun is shining brightly.
Dazai Osamu lay on the bed for a long time with his eyes open. He stretched out his hand to open the curtains, and his face was filled with bright sunlight.
"Well..."
He stretched slowly, then suddenly remembered something, and turned his back to the window, so that half of his face, which was bandaged, would not be exposed to the sun.
——There will be no color difference or anything like that.
After basking in the indoor sun for a while, he consciously replenished enough calcium to meet the needs of his bones to grow taller. Dazai got up slowly, washed up, and opened the bedroom door.
It's two o'clock in the afternoon.
Qinghe is not here.
As the leader, Kamishiro Kiyowa's work schedule is basically based on his own wishes. He strictly follows the eight-hour work system. If there is any emergency that causes his working hours to be extended, he must take time off later.——This
Eight hours is also a flexible eight hours.
Sometimes it's morning and afternoon, sometimes it's afternoon and evening.
The specific day and time to go to work depends on the needs of the organization and his mood.
As for what I do during working hours, whether I idle and play games, it all depends on my workload that day.
——Anyway, as long as you get up at two o'clock in the afternoon, you can definitely miss your friends.
Dazai Osamu rubbed his eyes and saw a lunch box with rich dishes and colors on the table, as well as a light green sticky note attached to the side.
He walked over slowly, put the lunch box into the microwave in the dormitory, turned around, and looked at the note curiously.
On the light green note were Qinghe's familiar handwriting:
【"Hug Coupon"
Seeing this coupon feels like being embraced by its maker, and all worries and grievances will disappear.
ps If you need real-person service, please do not move this coupon.】
…
How cunning, Qinghe.
If he pretended not to see it, wouldn't it satisfy the conditions of real person service?
The young boy with wild eyes thought this way, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and carefully took off the note.
never mind.
Please forgive Sister Hongye first.
Leibo Street.
Today Zhongyuan Zhongya is also patrolling the sheep's territory.
With short orange hair, cobalt blue eyes, and wearing a motorcycle suit, the King of Sheep is full of vitality. The surrounding houses with uneven heights, tangled wires, and plastic awnings everywhere are a desolate and chaotic scene.
But when this little boy with orange hair and blue eyes was added to the picture, it actually looked so harmonious.
It's as if weeds are stubbornly pushing through the rocks and growing wildly.
When Xiao Qi first saw the maniacal smile on Zhongyuan Zhongya's face, his favorability level increased crazily.
It quacked and called out to the crow friends who came for help and followed the script. It was effective in packing three days of high-end bird snacks. After these less intelligent fellows agreed, it started its performance.
"?"
A jet-black feather fell from before my eyes.
Zhongyuan Zhongya looked up and saw a group of crows chasing another crow in mid-air, stretching out their beaks to peck at it from time to time. When they got closer, Zhongyuan Zhongya realized that the weak crow was petite, and the group of crows chasing it were
The crow is bigger than it, and it looks like...
A group of adults bullying minors?
——It moved.
——The DNA belonging to the King of Sheep has moved.
"quack!"
"Quack, quack, quack..."
Shrilling cries and demonstrations came and went.
Zhongyuan Zhongya received another jet-black feather and couldn't help but "tsk":
"Hey! Are you going too far?"
Dark red light flashed, and Zhongyuan Zhongya accurately rose to the location of the crows and caught the small crows.
"Quack!"
The crows other than Xiaoqi didn't understand human speech very well. Faced with the sudden appearance of humans, they were stunned for a short time and displayed their usual rogue habits. They swarmed up and attacked with the whole army, and then were killed by the King of Sheep who controlled gravity.
After being treated well, he ran away talking trash in a daze.
The Central Plains also fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?"
Xiaoqi fell down and felt weak, and tried to stand up twice very realistically, but failed. Then he stretched out his head and rubbed the palm of the kind-hearted human being in a flattering manner. His small black bean-like eyes tried hard to express his sincerity, but unfortunately it was too much.
It's too small and the signal can't be connected.
But these are enough.
"The purpose of sheep is to help homeless orphans..."
Zhongyuan Zhongya saw that the crow in his hand was unable to stand up, and concluded that its feet were injured and it would be difficult to survive if left alone. "Well, although this one is a crow, it still meets the requirements."
The orange-haired boy was a little excited.
He has grown so old and has never had a pet!
When receiving the email from Fangtani-senpai saying "There is nothing wrong with stray dogs", Xiao Qi did not come back;
When it was confirmed that Dazai Maomao's boiled eggs and sandwiches were ordinary dishes, Xiao Qi did not come back;
Sister Hongye changed a council member to get sponsorship, but while Mr. Mori was still persevering in trying to argue with the farming chief, Xiaoqi still didn't come back.
Lan Tang put down the thermos cup and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Xiaoqi?"
As good-looking creatures with gentle personalities, Lan Tang and Xiao Qi have always gotten along well.
"Probably injured."
Kamidai Kiyowa looked sad and answered, "Sometimes I get injured outside, and I have to wait until the injury is healed before I can fly back."
He remembered that the script was about a broken leg.
It takes about three weeks to heal an injury like this, maybe four weeks at most.
Kamishiro Kiyoka glanced at the calendar and determined that Nakahara was also a good person, and his appearance was just as good as the intelligence indicated. Otherwise, Xiao Qi wouldn't have stayed that long.
Lan Tang nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes, but he didn't say anything about keeping Xiao Qi indoors.
The young leader raised his chin.
He chanted in his heart: Because freedom is worth pursuing by any creature.
As his understanding of Lan Tang deepened, Kamishiro Kiyowa became more and more certain that the other party was French. He called on the branch of the family that was completely loyal to him, with a clear and covert goal to find out the intelligence of the French Transcendent, combined with "Altier"
With the names "Rimbaud" and "Paul Verlaine", I really found something.
But it's not a secret, it's just a piece of gossip that's better than nothing.
It's completely reasonable when you think about it. If such in-depth information about France's nuclear weapons could be obtained through this level of inquiry, the asteroid would have hit the earth long ago.
Lan Tang’s birthday is 1020…
You should be able to survive this year, but if you can't survive next year, confess it on the other person's birthday.
At that time, take people to the sea or other uninhabited places. In short, if another explosion like Leibo Street suddenly breaks out, it will not have much impact. Speaking of which land nearby needs to be reclaimed...
Kandao Kiyawa thought sadly.
May.
Xiao Qi came back reluctantly.
And in the ears of Shendai Qinghe, he preached about the Central Plains.
"quack!"
[Master, Chuuya is so good, wow! He really makes me cry to death, he is gentle, sunny and can fly...]
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
understand.
Being able to fly is a definite plus.
"quack!"
[What are the subordinates of that group of sheep? Are they subordinates or debt collectors? They have to be fed every day as if they have not been weaned. Compared with them, that brat Dazai is a hundred times better! I hate crows.
Hate!!]
"quack!"
[Master, let’s go bring Chuuya back and raise him? His powers are very useful and he can fight very well!]
"quack!"
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuful11uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuathnotathrantrant Zhongya is so pitiful. It is all the fault of those dragoons. What does Chuuya eat every day? His nutrition is not up to par and he is even shorter than Dazai, the brat. It's so miserable..."
"Okay, okay, I know everything."
Kamidai Kiyawa comforted Xiao Qi who kept screaming, and carefully combed the feathers of the pet that was hiccupping too quickly, and said funnyly: "You have said so much, it is my turn to say it, right?"
The black-haired boy said leisurely, "Xiao Qi, welcome back."
His amber eyes stared intently at the crow in his palm, the light and shadow flashed, and his handsome face had a touching softness, "I miss you so much."
Xiaoqi:......!!
Sure enough, the master is the ultimate belief!
"quack!"
[Master, I miss you too!!]
In order to celebrate Xiaoqi's return from recovery, Kamishiro Kiyokazu called Rando, Odasaku and Momiji, and had a meal together in his and Dazai Maomao's dormitory.
The atmosphere is quite enjoyable.
Xiaoqi was very dignified and did not conflict with Dazai Maomao, and acted as a pistachio throughout the whole process.
but……
The atmosphere at the dinner table was not completely harmonious.
Kamidai Kiyoka keenly noticed that Ozaki Momiji looked at Dazai Osamu with a hint of fear.
After briefly recalling the actions of both parties over the past month, Kamishiro Kiyokazu quickly identified the intersection between the two: the underground prison.
While Dazai Osamu was studying cooking skills, he also went to help with the interrogation?
Obviously, Sister Hongye either couldn't accept Dazai's interrogation methods, or she couldn't accept some of the things Dazai revealed during the interrogation.
Hmm.
As a senior shit scraper, he actually didn't notice anything wrong with Dazai Maomao's emotions.
Is he hiding it too well, or is it that Dazai has already excluded Sister Hongye from a certain range, so he will no longer be moved by her vigilance?
...Let’s read "Youth Mental Health Education" tomorrow.