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

"The body is cleaned up."

A casually took out the paper towel next to the seat to wipe his hands, and the rose with ruby ​​in the center was still inserted obliquely in the wine glass, besides a female corpse, there were broken gems he threw on the ground under his feet.

The man glanced down at the deceased who was still wearing a nurse's uniform, and pouted with disdain: "Life with almost no value is a waste of time."

The subordinates behind him remained silent from beginning to end, and the ground was cleaned up quickly. A short boy with orange hair knelt down and wiped the floor as bright as new with wax over and over again.

"I wish you could be more useful than floor brushes." He picked up the collar next to him and played with it for a while, then got up and went outside to get some air—it's not safe where people are around, and he couldn't wait to get rid of his uncontrollable The expression is hidden.

Great, the opportunity finally arrived.That terrifying woman will be in a weak state for at least a year. She has changed from Mori Ogai's hole card to a weakness...a terrifying existence that has made him constantly fear in nightmares until now.It's like a sharp sword hanging above your head, you can't tell when it will fall.

"Come on!" He re-entered the office and shouted, several numb youths with collars around their necks filed in, one of them was the red-haired youth mopping the floor. A thought for a while: "You go and do something for me, and the person who can satisfy me can take off the collar and regain freedom."

The eyes of these people instantly brightened.

"Go and keep an eye on Guangjin Liulang and the little guy he brought." He didn't explain the reason, nor did he mention the specific monitoring content, for fear that if he said it, people would guess what he was thinking.

Several subordinates waited for a long time but did not get more specific content, so they could only bow and step back to follow the orders of their superiors—Guangjin Liulang and the others did not dare to follow and monitor at will, but the Masao Imai who was always under his command did not question.He's not a person with supernatural powers, and he doesn't have much combat power. He's clearly a ready-made soft persimmon, and he can't pinch it for nothing.

"Yes!"

Imai Masao got a BOSS mission from Mafia's mentor. Mr. Hirotsu didn't explain too much, but emphasized that he must investigate all the mother and baby products that he has heard and seen, regardless of whether it is useful or not. Once again, the survey content includes but is not limited to the origin, quality and brand usage of materials. Anyway, as long as there are mistakes in the aspects that the human brain can think of, they must be detailed in the report.

Imai: "..."

In other words, is it because the BOSS thinks that the smuggling business is not easy to do and plans to change careers to make money from women and children?

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But work is work, even if it causes my mother to misunderstand and ask him if there is something that is not good for communicating with his parents... Mom, you have to believe me, I really just want to complete the work, not because I have a child outside and refuse to get married The scum!

Mom, trust me again!

He first searched for all the supplies from major websites at home and abroad, made a list, then changed into "work clothes" and went to shopping malls, supermarkets, and maternity and baby supplies stores for on-the-spot investigation.

——It turns out that there is so... so much knowledge here!

The young man's attitude of listening carefully made the shopping guides feel good about him.At first glance, he is a good father. Although he is a little younger, it is rare for a man who works hard to go home and is willing to help his wife with housework, who is willing to take care of his pregnant wife's mood and share the burden of parenting!It is a precious creature and should be properly protected.

What?You ask the shopping guide lady how she can see that he works hard?You can tell it's a PortMafia just by looking at this suit. Can people who don't work hard survive in this club?

Imai Masao still doesn't understand girls' multi-layered routines. He is ignorant and reveals that he is helping his "friends" to understand that he is not married or even has a girlfriend.Whether the old lady can pick up this big leak depends on how familiar she is!

You bitches!No one is allowed to touch this fool, let me alone!

"Sir? Here are some samples for trial use..." The girl with a gentle smile turned her face from eight angles to reveal her best side, offering products that are not necessarily the most expensive but must be the most cumbersome to use: "Many Mom said it was very good, but it was not easy to get started at first. But it doesn’t matter, you can add my communication number, and you can ask any questions at any time.”

The young man was a little puzzled—why it’s just a baby bottle, I, a language learner, can’t understand what foreign language is marked on it... What’s the situation?And this milk warmer, isn't it just for heating leftovers?And this, this, this... I can't figure out the specific use of bottles and jars.

I suspect I went to a fake university!

He spent a week traveling all over Yokohama's large and small shopping malls and maternity and baby product stores. He didn't even miss the e-commerce website. He compared horizontally and vertically, and added a lot of communication numbers for shopping guides for maternity and baby products. The rigorous attitude of the graduation work sorted out a draft report—about one centimeter thick.

Does anyone really watch this thing?If Mr. Hirotsu did not hand over the mission to him, Imai would have to wonder if it was a prank by Mr. Dazai...

Don't ask why you think this way, it's just unbearable to ask.

"Mr. Imai, you, hello!"

Imai, who skipped work midway again and planned to go out to continue "market research", was stopped by a strange colleague who looked younger than him, with hair that was almost dull orange, regardless of the scars on his face and the appearance of Nakahara Mr. is slightly similar.You can guess from his demeanor that he is a newcomer to PortMafia.

Anyway, he is also an old fritter who has been in this organization for so many years and has survived until now, with a ignorant expression on his face, and the alarm sounded in his heart-this newcomer does not belong to Black Lizard, and the bottom members do not dare to be so big without the leader's instruction Lala looking for him?

This is not a place to build relationships. If you don't manage well, you may lose your life at any time.

Imai Masao scratched the back of his head and nodded with a smile: "Hello? Are you...?"

"Marquez, my name is Marquez, I met you after Mr. A. Well, I want to ask you something..." He lowered his head in shame: "Can you find a place where no one is around?" explain?"

Faced with such a small situation, Imai, who has long been "well-trained", smiled honestly: "In this way, it is difficult to talk outside, so you come to the dormitory with me. Mr. Hirotsu is in the office, and we will both be disciplined if we take you there." .”

This person was as stupid as everyone analyzed.Marquez couldn't help staring at his back with sympathetic eyes for a few seconds, whether Mr. A's plan is successful or not, this Imai is dead.It's a pity that he couldn't help him, after all, he was still wearing a collar and couldn't help himself.

"Please come in, I have nothing here to entertain you, please sit down and wait for a while, I will go outside to get some hot water."

He opened the dormitory to let the help-seekers in, and went out with a hot water bottle, knocking on the door of the neighbor at the end of the corridor with a "boom bang bang"—if he was lucky, Mr. Dazai would hide and be lazy here.

Marquez is a subordinate of cadre A, so he must report to the cadre directly under the leader that he suddenly approached him secretly.Mr. Hirotsu is not on standby in the building today. Mr. Nakahara will probably directly grind the information sources that come to your door into small cakes. The only person he is familiar with and who can speak well is Mr. Dazai.

"Hello, I would like to borrow a kettle to boil some hot water for my guests."

On the surface, his tone was casual, but actually he was crying from the bottom of his heart.If he didn't smell the danger of this matter, he really didn't want to disturb the devil who was sneaking around fish, and he would probably cry because of this matter in the future... The poor creature at the bottom of the food chain was sobbing silently.The boy's cheerful voice came from the door soon: "Okay, okay, no problem, I'll be right there~"

Don't worry, the Demon King didn't go out in the cave today.

The thin boy in only a white shirt opened the door with a white electric kettle: "Is your friend Imai-kun coming to visit? I'm so bored, let's chat together!"

As long as they have never met him or dealt with him, no one will be afraid of such a handsome young man.While worrying about his future life, Imai let go of the anxiety caused by the perceived danger, and led Dazai back to the dormitory: "Marquez? This is my neighbor. He's not on duty today. It's a bit boring. Come here to join in the fun. Don't you Do you mind?"

What could Marquez say, and he almost scolded this "idiot" to death in his heart, so he could only nod his head: "Okay, yes, I have no problem." The words have already been said, and he came to ask for help, so he ran away without knowing it Not to mention that Imai wants to suspect him, Mr. A has to turn him into a gem first, just like that unlucky and poor little nurse.

This boy with hairy hair and his left eye wrapped in a bandage is so strange, why is his whole body wrapped in bandages?Did he get injured on a mission? He looks pretty good, which is a pity.Maybe it was because he also had scars on his face, so he sympathized with the boy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let him push the first cup of hot tea in front of him: "Are you okay, does the wound still hurt?"

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt so much anymore. After taking off the bandage, it shouldn't be much different from before." The boy's other iris-colored eyes curled up with a smile, full of secret joy at his lucky survival.

This is still a naive and innocent boy... Marquez, who felt that he had experienced the most violent storm in his life, smiled with Lucky, tolerant and kind.

Only then did Dazai really have some other interest in this guy - it's not that there are no guys in PortMafia who want to turn around and be a good person, but this one... you don't know that it has been abandoned, and you still worry about others?Whether the big fish can be caught or not, the first one to bite the hook will definitely not escape.

He moved his eyes to the collar around Marquez's neck, and immediately understood that it was another trick of A, who treated human life as a plaything.

That guy has the lowest IQ among cadres, not even a slug.No, the prerequisite for participating in the IQ evaluation system is that A must have a brain, obviously he doesn't have one, otherwise this stupid cannon fodder won't be able to recognize other cadres.

Why underestimate Masao Imai?People are stupid, why don't you investigate their background first? !

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Marquez was the one killed by Mr. Tuo in the third season.Don't think that he doesn't have many roles, he has won the Nobel Prize, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" has been included in high school Chinese textbooks, a representative of Latin American magic realism, and his language is very special. I like him very much.

In addition, why the color of the little princess' eyes was set to blue yesterday, of course, is because of Rimbaud's poem "There is a sea in my eyes, but I don't want to be blue". Well, you don't want to be blue, let your little princess be blue.