Cat King rules daily life in Yokohama

The ambulance came quickly.

Because the patient went abroad alone and was not accompanied by his family members, Zhong Yuanzhong also helped to pay part of the expenses so that he could get treatment in time, and he did not leave his name at all, waiting for someone to thank and pay back the money .

So the little detective who watched the process couldn't help feeling "why the city of Yokohama didn't award this person a certificate" again.

"Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?"

The port mafia cadre reserve who was stared at by a few pairs of eyes showed sullen expressions, then folded his arms, posing as a standard villain, and found an excuse for his behavior rather annoyedly: "I just don't want to delay the schedule, Otherwise, who will control the life and death of passers-by?"

"Senior Chuya's hard-spoken and soft-hearted temper, after getting used to it, he will find it very interesting."

The feline whispered to the little friend next to him who was full of sloppy faces. In order to save some dignity for his good-looking senior, he didn't reveal that he often helped the old lady to cross the road, and he also did countless good things. the truth.

In the beginning, he actually felt that something was wrong, until during a fierce battle, he saw some parents in black suits pushing a pram looking for their children, and he finally recognized his conclusion——Sure enough, these days are not Doing two acts of kindness and being embarrassed to call myself a real mafia(?).

#猫大王: I understand, the real performance of our organization comes from black eating black, don’t panic. #

However, just as he can read Nakahara Chuya's mind, even if the animal ears as a mood vane are hidden in the hat, the senior boy can still see the clues from his small movements, so he looks at him expressionlessly. Grabbing his collar, like grabbing the back of the neck of a feline's fate, he was carried to the boarding gate.

The humanoid cat that was taken away was accustomed to this, and was able to take the time to wave his hand, which was regarded as saying goodbye to the Kudo family.

Thinking that the debuff of a certain "death detective" has just been used, the master and apprentice who were studying the rebooking had a tacit understanding and did not talk about related matters. Ten hours of flight journey.

However, probably because it was the first time a human (cat) took an airplane in his life, although Juli was very excited at first, after the huge aviation machine soared into the sky, his mental state suddenly became sluggish, and he could only feel sleepy. Sleeping in a first-class seat.

Fortunately, his exclusive "catnip" is always by his side, allowing the listless kitty to use himself as a cushion, like a ball of soft waxy cherry cake stuffed with black sesame seeds, sticking it extremely It is firm, and there is no intention of changing positions for a long time.

No matter how good Nakahara Chuya's physical skills are, he couldn't keep the same movements for a long time. After a few hours of forced endurance, he felt that his whole body was numb. itch.

Even if it wasn't the first time I saw it, the "victim" still secretly broke down in his heart: Don't cats need to change their positions when they sleep?It must be too torturous, right? !

In order to avoid his untimely death, he didn't care about other problems at all, and hurriedly took out a pack of imported cat food from his pocket, trying to use the aroma of the food to lure the guy who had been napping by him to turn over.

Unexpectedly, Bai Ling's tricks, which had been tried all the time, failed. The other party just twitched the tip of his nose lightly, as if to show that he was still alive, and then continued to fall asleep without even opening half of the eyelids.

The coldly received arm slowly fell in mid-air. Its owner resisted the urge to knock the cat's head, and finally it just landed on the tree's cheek, pushed a few strands of scattered black hair to the side, and stayed for a long time down.

The orange-haired boy sighed slowly, and compromised in a low voice half helpless and half funny: "Really, I can't do anything with you..."

"Grumbling..."

The feline seems to have sensed something, and soft syllables that represent comfort are issued from its throat, which can be regarded as a slight response.

That voice may have a natural healing effect, it sounds very relaxing and comfortable, so unconsciously, the young man in charge of acting as a human cushion tilted his head and fell into a light sleep.

After such a toss, the group finally arrived at the destination smoothly.

After falling to the ground, the newly reborn tree stretched his waist, and immediately followed the large group of people with vigor, but when he turned his head and found that his seniors had not followed up in time, he immediately went back and searched for him. The familiar figure that should have walked in front of him.

Then, he saw the orange-haired young man who was always dressed in trendy men's clothes and paid special attention to his image, supporting the wall with one hand, as if he had aged decades in an instant, while the other hand was still holding his arched waist, trembling. Knead repeatedly.

To be honest, this is the first time he has seen anyone who can combine the two properties of softness and stiffness, like a famous painting of the century, using his body to interpret what "distortion" is - even if the other party's back is turned in his direction, there is no Showing his expression, he couldn't help thinking up another famous painting of "Scream".

"Zhongye, puff, Senior Zhongye!"

The feline who was poked at the point of laughter suppressed his expression, and ran over to care about the senior who didn't know what had happened, but he couldn't completely restrain his voice, and occasionally made two short breath sounds, which made it hard for the cat to hear Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to hit him.

(What are you laughing at, this is the culprit! Who on earth did I become so embarrassed for?!)

(You shouldn't have indulged the little devil just now, just throw it three meters away with all your heart!)

(Ah, ah... If I use my powers to save myself for this kind of thing, I'm afraid I'll never see anyone again...)

The always handsome cadre reserve put his forehead against the wall, tried to stand as straight as possible, slightly covered up his embarrassment, and didn't care about people (cats) for a long time.

But his disciple never played cards according to the routine. Seeing that he didn't respond to him, he got in through the gap with a short body, climbed up against his body, and forcibly "dig" a passage.

If the two people were of the same height, when the tree finished standing upright, they would probably face the embarrassing situation face to face, but fortunately (?) he hadn't been raised to such an extent, and in the end he just used his head to hold the orange-haired boy's chin , turning back and forth restlessly.

"Senior Zhongye—"

He made a long voice begging for mercy, and didn't dare to reveal a smile, and asked in a low voice pretending to be pitiful: "What's wrong with you, I can help with a massage, um, oh, don't pinch your face..."

"You guy, do you really need to be beaten?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved back half a step, leaving some breathing room for the cat who took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, then looked down at the guy whose right cheek was pinched by him, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said in a low voice: "I There is no problem at all, understand? If you dare to talk nonsense, I will throw you... Forget it."

Before the other party could react, he himself stopped, unable to accept the scene of throwing the person in front of him in a foreign country and ignoring him.

(After all, this cat is soft and small, and its appearance is particularly outstanding. Ordinary people want to take it home and raise it when they see it, let alone criminals with malicious intentions. They definitely don’t know where to deceive him to make huge profits .)

As a cadre reserve of the martial arts faction, he is actually a type with rich emotions and imagination. After a little brainstorming, he softened his attitude and muttered as if admitting defeat: "Don't think too much, let's go, go and book it first The hotel has been reorganized a bit, and I will tell you about the mission-related matters."

The feline immediately nodded obediently, and did not say death questions such as "Why is Senior Chuya suddenly not angry with me", and left with the orange-haired boy who was walking forward very quietly.

"brush--"

The automatic sensor doors of the airport opened to both sides, and in an instant, a scene completely different from Japan appeared in front of the passengers.

Facing the unfamiliar environment and the noisy crowd speaking an incomprehensible language, Juli instinctively grabbed the hem of the coat of the person in front of him, and secretly inquired: "Senior Chuya, what is the name of this country... ?”

"It is the United States. Where we are now, it is its capital, Washington."

The orange-haired boy who often traveled on business trips did not have stage fright at all. He raised his hand and patted his disciple's head to appease him. By the way, he acted as a tour guide and explained some easy-to-understand geography knowledge, in case the guy who went abroad for the first time accidentally lost his mind in the future. When he lost his way, he couldn't even tell where he was and the specific coordinates.

In the end, he simply made another decision: "Later, I'll drive you around. Relying on eyes to recognize the way is the fastest."

At the same moment, the port mafia headquarters, the chief's office.

There is a nearly [-]-hour time difference between Japan and the United States, so when a group of business travelers sunbathed and sent a message that they had landed safely, the man who clicked on the email raised his eyes, and what he saw was a round of bright lights hanging in the dark night. bright moon.

In order to conveniently overlook the whole city, the room on the highest floor deliberately opened a wall and partly installed floor-to-ceiling windows, placing the outside scenery in front of Mori Ogai and visitors like a flowing canvas.

Appreciating the bustling city during the day will give people a sense of thriving vitality, but at night, it is closer to a giant beast made of cold concrete and steel bars, lying prone on the edge of the sea, as if at any time Preparing to dive into the bottomless place to relieve the rising loneliness and solemnity can't help but make people tremble.

But if there is a third person standing here, it will probably be impossible to tell which side your fear comes from—after all, the surging undercurrent between the two people in a state of confrontation is no less than that of the city. The natural oppression brought by the deep sea.

"It seems that their journey is going well."

The black-haired leader stood up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. His eyes were always looking at the night sky with sporadic lights. His long and narrow eyes, which were originally inclined to dark purple, were even deeper, almost completely blending into the drooping night. .

Compared to him, the young man who walked into the room in the dark was more like the darkness itself, like a human figure condensed by it, as if it would return to the place it came from at any time, quietly disappearing like thin smoke.

The man just chuckled, as a response, without the slightest bit of humility and respect that a leader should have, and even had some lazy meaning on his lips, which made people feel very amusing.

And the man standing at the pinnacle of the organization's power seemed to be quite tolerant. He didn't say any fussy lines, but tilted his head slightly, cast a meaningful look at him, and then whispered with a sigh: "Are you sure, Do you want to make this gamble, Dazai?"

"Obviously it has been carried out step by step according to the plan, and now you ask me like this, don't you think you are too cautious, Mr. Mori?"

Pressing the word hypocrisy into his throat, without sarcasm, the black-haired boy tilted his head with a half-smile, and continued to analyze in a light tone: "Besides, no matter which side wins, the one who gets the ultimate benefit is you, isn't it?" , why bother to make a hesitant expression. You know, the option of 'I'm an adult, so I want everything' doesn't exist at all."

"Greediness is the nature of human beings to survive—"

Catering to his disciple's childish tone, Mori Ogai also used similar expressions to joke, then raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, couldn't help but reveal a little bit of his own emotions, and reminded helplessly: "The distance from that day Come, there should be a few days of preparation time, you don't need to come to me in advance."

His implication is very obvious - what are you going to do when you come to my office without sleeping in the middle of the night, do you know that you are a little bit annoying?

Osamu Dazai, who was implicitly criticized by the teacher, sat on the sofa instead, simply crossed his legs, put on a determined posture, raised his mobile phone with a smile, and flaunted in an increasingly angry voice: "Because the kitten waits for you!" You will call me next time, just call me alone! In order to report the news, I will simply come here to pick it up, so as not to write another report, it is so troublesome~”

Mori Ogai: "..."

——This is no longer annoying to an ordinary degree, even I can't help but wonder, why hasn't anyone killed this scourge yet?

#领导的daily self-cultivation: Those chosen by themselves, cultivated by themselves, must be retained to create higher value, the organization needs talents... Get rid of the daily self-cultivation, today I will eliminate harm for Yokohama:)#

The author has something to say: _(:3∠)_Mr. Mori has been persecuted, and the persecution will continue in the future, why is this day so happy

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感谢在2019-12-0223:29:38~2019-12-0320:38:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Fanhua;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!