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

[I have escaped from danger, but I have not seen the drunk boat.Unable to stop her, Madam decided to visit the port. 】

Osamu Dazai sent a text message, and Mr. Mori was so scared that he almost dropped the phone in his hand.

This is nonsense, where do I start?

Mr. Chief, who seemed to be still a young man, held his forehead and felt embarrassed...

Madame was a wise man, and he had never been more sure of that than now.He also can't count on the 80.00% of the idiots in the organization to keep their secrets.

Majia Jun, you have to work hard to survive!

"Let unnecessary people leave the building, and close the chief's office from now on." Mr. Sen quickly changed back to his off-duty attire, took the elevator downstairs alone, and drove away all the few remaining medical staff in the treatment room and ordered them to leave work early .The shivering medical staff walked away full of apprehension, wondering if they would be laid off tomorrow because a certain foot stepped into the building first.

The current leader is a reasonable person. Although he has some minor hobbies that are not easy to comment on, he is generally a good guy.It has been several months since he took office, and PortMafia has passed through the sensitive period of power change smoothly, people's hearts have gradually stabilized, and even "business" with overseas has gradually improved.

Seeing that the "company" is doing well, of course no one wants to be fired for "unnecessary" charges. The sudden appearance of strange orders makes people very disturbed.

But first of all, the gentleman doesn't have time to take care of the sensitive little nerves of his subordinates right now... Madam is here, so he has to think about how to appease her in case his identity is revealed.

It was Mr. Natsume’s fault to conceal his identity during the blind date—the business of intelligence trading was too risky, and in order to make his disciple look better, the old gentleman had no choice but to say that Mori Ogai was a retired military doctor.

The purpose of concealing identity during marriage is to prevent his wife, or to prevent his father-in-law from interfering in Yokohama affairs through his wife.As a result, now he finds out that the French's talent and skills are all focused on strikes. I'm afraid he will come to the door and beg his father-in-law, his old man, to intervene in PortMafia.

At the beginning, he was trying to prevent the erroneous progress, but now it seems that he is a bit small-minded.Mr. Mori thinks this is not an interesting evaluation, so he especially wants to find someone to help take the blame.

just...can't find...

At the beginning, I committed death by myself, but now I have to admit it even when I kneel down.

……

"No, I had a good time. Next, let someone take you home. I still have something to 'talk' to Mr. Sen."

Professor Rimbaud smiled and showed his sharp white teeth. A cold light flashed by. The team members brought by Osamu Dazai wiped off their cold sweat. They stood upright one by one for fear that the leader's wife would not like it.

They were all former members of the Black Lizard, briefly monitoring and protecting Professor Rimbaud.After Osamu Dazai took over the task from Hirotsu Yanagi, he transferred these people out. Except for the guy who was bribed by the Takase Society to leak Rimbaud's whereabouts, the loyalty of the entire team was quite high.

It's a pity that the overflowing loyalty can't make up for the lack of IQ. A lady who met the professor found clues from them and questioned Mori Ogai's identity.

——Even if they are cadres, it is not possible to mobilize such elites at will.

She knew that the former leader of PortMafia had died at the hands of her own people, and the guy who killed him could take the position smoothly.

Although the position is not right, this person has a lot of tricks. First, he decisively withdrew from the sensitive area involving government departments and gave up the fat that had been bitten into his mouth. Then he turned to other organizations with a sly smile and a sharp look. tusks.

With a strategy comparable to a TV series and the physical support of the newly promoted quasi-cadres, the night in Yokohama returned to calm.

With the exception of a few ultraviolent elements who still reminisce about the satisfaction of being feared in the past, Portafia has transformed from a port fire/powder keg to a normal inner world organization.

At present, the new leader of PortMafia is actively infiltrating the upper levels of the government, trying to sign a new protection contract that is more beneficial to the organization, and has launched many actions for this purpose.

When I didn't think about it, I always felt that Mori Ogai was a doctor who was not very skilled but had good medical skills. Now that the fog in front of my eyes cleared and I thought about it from the beginning... well, he was just hiding but he didn't lie.

He had long said that he was a "personal doctor" for the "chairman" of the port logistics company in Yokohama.

Who can approach a chief who is seriously ill?Who can leave a patient defenseless?

Apart from his attending doctor Rimbaud, he couldn't think of anyone else who could go this far quietly.

Well, it's really dark under the lights...

Hmm...how should I say it? The former leader of PortMafia died unjustly.

As for who forced PortMafia to abandon the previous leader...Professor Rimbaud said that he had no knowledge.What is the relationship between you looking for the free killer "Drunk Boat" and my professor Rimbaud from the French Department of the Faculty of Foreign Languages, University of Tokyo?

Osamu Dazai ordered some black suits to take away the "trophies" on the ground, but he didn't dare to throw Chuya Nakahara on the side of the road under Rimbaud's nose.The car drove to the city center, and the orange-haired boy left on his own to return home. The mobile phone in Miss Professor's pocket suddenly vibrated to the rhythm of the mass...

This is the song she hates the most, and the corresponding number is also the priority temporary task that she does not want to hear the most—this kind of task is usually very urgent, so urgent that it is as urgent as burning the beams of the house, and Taneda Shantou, the chief of the supernatural secret service department, directly ordered it in a single line .

Zui Zhou doesn't accept urgent tasks, so generally no one comes to her to make things difficult.Once the bell rings, it means there is no denying it.

"Stop, I want to bring Alice a mousse cake, strawberry or mango?" She pointed to the dessert shop on the side of the road with a pink roof.

The car immediately stopped smoothly, and without waiting for other people to react, Rimbaud opened the door and got out of the car, walked into the dessert shop, and answered the phone very naturally: "Ranbo."

The situation is a bit urgent, and Chief Farming made a long story short: "Sneak into PortMafia, capture the drug lord killers who infiltrated from abroad, or kill them directly."

Professor Rimbaud: "..."

Are you fucking playing with me?Yes or no!

Her silence was mistaken for reluctance, Taneda Shantou seized the time to briefly explain: "PortMafia cut off the passage of drugs/products from Southeast Asia to Japan. There are also heavyweights lobbying, and the current government has a good impression of the leader of the organization, probably wanting to support him to target those foreign organizations that expand extraterritorial jurisdiction."

"Understood." Professor Lan Bo, who also has extraterritoriality, chose a mousse cake with double strawberry and mango with his dead fish eyes, asked the clerk to take it out and wrap it up, and took the opportunity to pay, hung up the phone as if nothing had happened and took out his wallet, leisurely Osamu Dazai, who walked over from the car, just got the honorable task of carrying the cake.

Hehe, what about sneaking in? There is no need to sneak in at all, you are completely welcomed in, and even the search is avoided.

When there is no doubt, you can't see any details, and when you are suspicious, there are flaws everywhere.

"The medical room is here, follow me~" The black-haired boy led the way, and the members of PortMafia walking in the corridor saw him leading such a small and cute girl all the way to the treatment room where the leader just hid, their eyes were inexplicable Gradually sharp...

The child named "Alice" is the leader's supernatural life form, so what about this one?It can't be someone's supernatural ability, this is... isn't it, not very good?

Boss, although we are not good people even if we are gangsters, the basic bottom line still has to be a little bit, right?If you stand in the dock in the future because of "crushing young girls" or other reasons, we will definitely choose a new leader as soon as possible!

Walking all the way to the corridor where the treatment room is located, Dazai deliberately smiled and walked quickly a few steps and opened the door to see Rimbaud: "Please, ma'am."

The guards' gazes changed, and they looked at Professor Rimbaud full of pity.

"..."

Is there something wrong with this PortMafia?

She raised her chin, walked calmly and leisurely into this corridor, and kicked open the heavy door of the treatment room amidst the attention of all PortMafia members.

No, as expected of "Madam"!This aura...

"Ah...it's Madam?" The long-haired man sitting by the desk saw Rimbaud and narrowed his eyes with a smile. Dazai followed behind, stuck out his tongue, closed the door and slipped away.

Mori Ogai is now wearing his usual white doctor's coat, but he changed it too quickly and still has a white formal shirt underneath, with a tight tie knot.

"I heard from Dazai that my wife was kidnapped in front of the red brick warehouse square, I was really scared to death! Sit here, let me check for you?"

He patted the black high stool in front of him, his purple eyes lit up instantly, looking extremely looking forward to it.

Professor Lan Bo walked forward slowly, getting closer and closer, and leaned himself into the arms of the sitting doctor.She raised her face, bangs slid mischievously to one side on her forehead, and her big bright brown eyes were full of mist. This picture would shake the will of even a gentleman, not to mention that in this respect, she is... not that good. Mr. Mori.

"Husband, madam?"

Mori Ogai suddenly became nervous, so nervous that he didn't dare to take a big breath.

She was too close, and her limp little hands were scrambling against her chest with a little coldness, even if she pressed on a vital place like the heart, it was completely unable to save the reason that kept rushing away.

"Hey~Mr. Mori~Aren't you..." Would it be better to take the initiative to confess?

Mr. Sen felt that he was not well, the stimulation was a little strong, the heartbeat was a little tachycardic, his lungs were a little hypoxic, and he might pass out in embarrassment at any time.

"Ma'am, ma'am...this...isn't very good, it's still..." The office...

Will this treatment room have to be completely locked up in the future?Otherwise, as soon as he came in, he would be reminded of the scene where he was pulled in front of him by his wife, Miss Rimbaud, pulling his tie.

To be honest, I would rather she slap me at this time—Mr. Sen whose IQ is dropping rapidly.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

The second is even later, sorry ha!