Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

"I don't need it. You take good care of this child and make an appointment with someone."

The professor got up and patted the skirt, and deliberately poked the black-haired youth on the chin. Dazai, who had been kicked so hard before, huddled into a small ball with only a pair of iris-colored eyes—a timid look and How much like the boy who just entered the door.

Rimbaud, who was inexplicably disgusted and nauseous, slapped him on the forehead again: "Okay, spoil yourself, don't bother yourself." She took two steps towards the door, and turned to look at Dazai with an indistinguishable expression: "Someone asked me to remind you to be wary of the next honor that cannot be refused."

"Hmph!" The coquette turned her face away indignantly, refusing to accept the bait of an old man with ulterior motives.

Rimbaud, who lacked information, didn't know what was going on in this world. He nodded and opened the door and walked out. He didn't say goodbye to Yukichi Fukuzawa, and he just pressed down the elevator and waited patiently. Haven't eaten yet!

The car slowly ascended from the first floor to the fourth floor through the cooperation of steel cables and winches. When the door opened, Rimbaud lowered his head and was stunned.

A little girl in a red kimono stood inside, with low double ponytails, her skin was so white that it was almost transparent.

"You..." She took half a step back to make room, the little girl glanced over faintly, stepped out of the elevator car and walked around her.The child, "Quan... Jinghua?"

She remembered meeting the family of three by chance when Mr. Quan resigned and retired.

There was a crisp sound of metal clashing in the small space. Doppo Kunikida, who opened the door to see off the guest, was surprised to see the new member and the guest standing side by side, and Izumi Kyoka's dagger, which was always on his body, chiseled on the saber resting on the back of the guest.

Fortunately, the spare weapon is in good condition.Rimbaud pushed the knife sideways, and the short knife in the little girl's hand flew out and pierced into the wall: "The murderous aura is well restrained, and physical skills need to be practiced. Women's strength is inherently inferior to that of men. In this case, only Can make up for shortcomings with agility and combat awareness."

The sharp weapon in her hand held a saber flower, and stabbed directly at Kunikida Doppo who was stunned in place—well, let's use him as a teaching aid first, it's not easy to borrow the president's use, right?

On the narrow elevator corridor of the Armed Detective Agency, a live teaching scene of "how to hunt down adult men in a small space" was staged.Kunikida's unique martial arts inherited Fukuzawa Yukichi, not to mention the strongest master can at least be able to hang and beat, but today it fell into the hands of the professor, and he could only be hung and beaten.

Soon the detectives in the office came out with drinks to "appreciate" together when they heard the movement, and the little tiger finally got out of the treatment room, stammering up to both sides to persuade: "Mr. Lan Tang...that... Kida-san...!"

"It's Rimbaud! Professor Rimbaud!" Rimbaud, who sidestepped the opponent and moved quickly and kicked, finally ended the battle with Kunikida Doppo's back collar, shaking the "hostage" in his hand. He was very dissatisfied: "Boy , you wait for me!"

Don't tell me to find you when I go back!

"Tofu in Jutang Soup, do you want to eat it?"

With a snort, she let go of the collar in her hand, hugged Quan Jinghua, pressed down and twisted the elevator door to open again, the professor walked in with the little girl, and reached the first floor with the elevator running smoothly.

A black car was already parked outside the hall, and the leader of PortMafia, who was wearing a polo coat and a red scarf, leaned against the car door with a smile: "Ah~ Should I call Mr. Lan Tang, or should I call your wife?"

Seduced by Tang Doufu, Quan Jinghua followed her: "..."

Is it too late for me to be afraid now?

It was probably too late, she was pushed into the back seat of the car in a daze, and the elegant lady beside her made a request outrightly: "Jutang, Tang Doufu, you pay the bill!"

Okay, I've had enough soup tofu today, I'm not afraid anymore.

The person in charge of driving was of course the Central Plains cadre. Seeing that the BOSS had no doubts, he turned the car around and headed straight to the Orange Hall near the mountain park.Among other things, this kind of high-end restaurant has absolute privacy and can be used as a place for conversation.

Today's Yokohama, the leader of PortMafia wants to eat soup tofu, and someone rushes to arrange it.When the car arrived, the welcoming guests smiled and sent the guests directly into the compartments, bowed a few times before retreating wisely.

Naturally, there are trustworthy guards standing outside to serve the leader.

Lan Bo pushed Quan Jinghua to the innermost position, sat beside her to block the door for her, added more soup and put a pot of tofu in front of her: "Little boy, just eat yours."

During the conversation, the [Colorful Painting Collection] was activated, and the pale gold was attached to the inside of the compartment to divide the space, and Mr. Mori, who was also in a black coat and red scarf, appeared together with the space: "Madam, do you like girls? The family can indeed consider adding a new member." .”

Regardless of whether you give birth to yourself or snatch one from someone else's house, adding a child can drive out the one you picked up.How dare you put a hat on Lao Tzu, roll and roll!

Quan Jinghua didn't look sideways, scooped up the tofu and stuffed it into her mouth, as if the big change in front of her was an unattractive TV show.The Central Plains cadres diagonally across from her didn't have such a good appetite. After looking back and forth several times, it was confirmed that the difference between Mr. Mori and the leader of PortMafia was really only the surprise caused by age, and everything else was exactly the same.

"This!"

Before he could say a word of surprise, another bowl of soup and tofu was placed in front of him, and Rimbaud almost smashed the spoon into his mouth: "Eat!"

You can't stop your mouth from eating!One Mori Ogai can coax you away, but now there are two, what are you messing with?

Although he couldn't understand his mother's good intentions, the young man who would not reject her kindness shut his mouth, picked up the spoon and lowered his head to eat bitterly.After dismissing these two, Professor Lan Bo raised his hand and knocked on the table, and the other two people who had been in eye contact for a long time turned their faces to look at her at the same time, making her scalp tingle -- she just... felt like she was going to be cheated .

"If you have any questions, you can solve it yourself. I don't know when I will encounter something and trigger the teleportation. Mr. Sen can't leave for too long."

"Yes, Madam is a public official, so it's not easy to leave her post without authorization."

The goddamned AWOL, summer vacation, no one cares about running to the sky, Mr. Sen is purely dragging people into the water.

The leader of PortMafia propped his chin with one hand with a warm expression on his face: "It's a pity that I couldn't communicate with Mr. Lan Tang in time..."

"Pfft!" The Central Plains cadre almost sprayed a spoonful of soup tofu on the table, bowed his head and managed to swallow the food in his mouth.The orange-haired young man patted his chest in shock—everyone has turned against you, and you almost succeeded, how do you communicate?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Sen also nodded: "Yes, yes, Madam is very reasonable. She is also gentle and gentle, no one refute this."

——All those who refuted were "dissuaded".

Why do you want to hit someone so much?

In order to avoid disturbing the two children's eating by flipping the table, she released two subspace cubes to divide the table into two parts, and she didn't want to look at the two people who continued to make eye contact.

"It tastes good when you eat it. If you think too much about it, be careful not to bite your tongue."

Rimbaud picked up the bowl and added a bowl of soup to himself, not wanting to know what Mr. Sen and the leader of PortMafia would exchange.

So what if you know?Can you not be fooled if you know it?Impossible, anyway, Mr. Mori won't go too far, this guy spares his life more than anyone else.

After a long time, she didn't dissipate the subspace body in the middle of the room until Jinghua put down the bowl. The two people who were isolated sat in their original positions and still kept eye contact with mysterious smiles.

"Lantang...Okay, sorry, Ms. Rimbaud." The leader of PortMafia quickly changed his title when he saw her murderous eyes, "I want to know some information about the traditional Italian Mafia family, of course, I will pay the appropriate amount Expenses. If you are in a hurry to go out, do you think this can be used as a deposit?"

Just want to know the information?

Reminiscent of how much this person attaches importance to intelligence, Rimbaud is not surprised.The leader of PortMafia pushed out a red velvet box on the table, and the other party took the initiative to uncover the lid, and inside lay a pair of small diamond decorations. The only thing worthy of praise was the exquisite cut and dazzling light. .

This kind of thing is not as sensitive as a ring, but Mr. Sen, who was sitting on the other side, still put away his expression unhappily—why do people always want Green Laozi? ? ?

"Well," Professor Rimbaud looked up at the hydrangeas blooming outside to hide his smile: "What you want to ask is Peng Lie? My suggestion is that it's better to send someone who can fight for the first time, no matter the guardian or the assassination force." , The new generation of Vongola is very interesting. Including the leader of the Judaimu himself, he doesn't look like a godfather at all. Ah, I think the Central Plains cadres can get along well with him."

Her slender and white fingers unconsciously slid back and forth on the table, and part of the known situation about Vengley was passed on to the leader of PortMafia within an appropriate range.She was not stupid, even if she knew some information, she had to act as if she didn't know it. If she said too much, she would lose her words. That chief outside consultant is not easy to mess with... It doesn't matter if you fight or not, anyway, you don't want to fight.

"I've lived in Japan for a long time, so I know so much information so far." Looking back, Rimbaud turned to ask Izumi Kyoka, who put down the bowl and seemed to be listening carefully, but her eyes were distracted: "Are you full? Do you want some wagashi?"

Definitely more, dessert can fit in another stomach.

The leader of PortMafia rang the bell helplessly and added two more wagashi.He directly pushed the diamond earrings on the table in front of Professor Rimbaud: "Madam is so simple, it's unbearable to see. Later, someone will send some decorations that are more worthy of Madam's beauty, I hope Madam won't refuse it because it's too simple."

As a BOSS, he has nothing to spend except buying skirts for Alice, and the warehouse is full of gifts from others.Quite a few of them are decorations that look gimmicky and have no practical use. It doesn’t feel bad at all to give them to the lady who is separated from the dimensional wall. By the way, I can pry the corner of my own wall, hehehe!

Rimbaud took the box and looked at it. The small diamond earrings matched the simple wedding ring in his hand very well, which showed from the side how terrifying the observation ability of Mori Ogai was.If it hadn't been for the elders on both sides to be the guarantee and the dark under the lights, she thought her vest would have been lost long ago.

She reached out and picked one of the earrings, and the water-shaped halo lit up, and the surrounding scenery changed in the next second. It was clearly her slightly messy living room, and the scenery outside the window also changed from the time of encountering the devil to the time of night .

——This is, touched the anchor point...?

"Ma'am, do you like diamonds?" Mr. Sen, who also found that he had returned to his own time and space, tilted his head and looked at the red velvet box that was not in her hand. Professor Rimbaud raised his eyebrows and took out an earring and put it on. , deliberately lifted his hair to show him: "Does it look good?"

piss you off!

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