Hong Kong and Black Undercover Ayanokoji's Handbook of Tool Man

In the morning, I rushed to Dazai Osamu's office as agreed. I didn't see the familiar Akutagawa Ryunosuke inside, which made me feel slightly embarrassed.But I saw another veteran centurion-Guangjin Liulang.In the small team, the most heard stories are not the legends of the leaders, nor the earth-shattering deeds of the major cadres, but the stories of people who are middle managers and who are closer to us ponies.

Guangjin Liulang is one of them.

What I heard the most is that his subordinates' pensions, if something happens to his subordinates, their families will be settled one by one by Guangjin Liulang, he is a highly respected elder.

"Morning." I bowed halfway in his direction.

Guangjin looked at my face with some doubts on his expression: "Who are you looking for?"

The entrance and exit of the Hong Kong Black Headquarters building we are currently in is strictly controlled. There are 48 monitors installed at the entrance alone. Among them, there are data analysis for certain characteristics of abilities, which have not appeared so far. Someone broke in.So even though Guangjin saw my face for the first time, he was not too defensive.

"Mr. Dazai asked me to come to him." I said calmly.

Hirotsu Yanagi showed a suddenly realized expression, and said, "You are Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, right?"

"Well, did Mr. Dazai ask me to do anything?"

"Come with me. Mr. Dazai is attending a cadre meeting and asked you to wait at the door." Hirotsu Liulang looked at me several times as he stepped out.

I kept my expression on my eyes, nose, nose and heart, but I was wondering inside, what to do?

"Yesterday, you were among the thousands of members of Hong Kong gangsters... Well, regardless of your own safety, you bravely lived and died with Mr. Dazai? No wonder Mr. Dazai took a fancy to you and wanted to cultivate you well."

Although Guangjin Liulang said so, but too much confusion was written on his face, as if he said this to confirm the truth.Because he was still stuttering when he said this line, obviously this exaggerated line must have been said by Osamu Dazai, so that when he repeated it himself, he felt all kinds of awkwardness.

The situation at that time was closer to driving a duck to the shelves, but riding a tiger was hard to get off.I think yesterday when Osamu Dazai said he would teach me, he actually wanted neng (fourth tone) to kill me.But here I am.

This kind of thing can't be explained clearly, so I didn't follow his idea to talk about what happened yesterday, but changed the subject: "I can ask, why are you waiting at the door of the cadre meeting?"

"I'm not sure, maybe I want to give you a token." Guangjin Liulang's voice was calm and unhurried, not like the vitriolic clowns of the black forces in those TV dramas, nor the vicious villains, but more like A well-mannered gentleman patiently explained to me, "In the Port Mafia, the newcomer is generally in charge of the person who guides him into the job. As a symbol, he wants to give the newcomer something. For example , Mr. Dazai's black coat was given by Chief Mori."

Not looking forward to it at all...

No matter what, I obediently stood guard at the door.

After waiting for about an hour, the door announcing the end of the meeting opened, and I hadn't had time to speak.Osamu Dazai kicked my arm with his foot, and said with a picky and disgusted expression: "Who allowed you to sit by the gate and wait? Who taught you?"

"You will teach later." I said seriously.

Osamu Dazai was choked for half a second, and just as the expression on his face was about to change, a refreshing and joyful laugh came from behind him.A young man with Chufa came out in high spirits, with a look of gloating on his face, and said "well said" in my direction.But he was just trying to annoy Osamu Dazai, so he stayed on my face for less than half a second.

Osamu Dazai stared at him dissatisfied and walked away.

It didn't happen at this time, this is not the Osamu Dazai I know.

"..."

After the other party walked away, Osamu Dazai squatted on the ground, looked me up and down, pulled my thin black tie and said in distaste: "See how you look like a **** in your clothes?"

"Oh."

I figured that Osamu Dazai was making excuses again, so I made up my mind to ignore it.But Osamu Dazai ignored my indifferent speech at all, he folded his little finger and ring finger, and made a "three" to me.

"Now you are given three options that allow you to improve.

First, go to the street to get a tattoo of "I am a rogue", at least in three languages;

Second, make your head bald, and then go to the street to get a tattoo.

Three, you saw that dark dwarf just now, right?Set out his black history. "

"Did you ask me to come to set out the other party's black history?"

"Otherwise, what should I ask you to do?" Osamu Dazai smiled confidently, "If you get beaten up to the point where your skin is blue and your face is swollen, it looks like a bad guy, isn't it just right?"

Osamu Dazai didn't give me a choice at all, he patted my shoulder and urged me.

"That guy is going to the west after today, and he won't be back until half a year ago. The opportunity is not to be missed, and the time will never come again."

This guy is, really, annoying.

Listening to Osamu Dazai's urging, I stood up slowly, and trotted to catch up with the Chufa boy.

"Excuse me, can I follow your team?"

Chu Fa's young man pulled out a cold smile, and stared at me with a bad expression: "That Dazai, what kind of tricks is he playing?"

I am obviously so serious.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Dazai Osamu hugging his stomach and laughing non-stop, and said: "Ayanokouji, I told you that Chuya-kun didn't believe it, right?"

Before the words were finished, the boy next to him was even more cold-faced.

This Osamu Dazai deliberately tricked me.

Seeing Nakahara leave, Osamu Dazai put his arm on my shoulder and said condescendingly: "If my puppy wags its tail at others, I will be very unhappy. See, if I don't let you go, No one will accept you. It doesn’t matter if your heart is not with me at first, I will slowly make you realize that you have to be obedient. Just now is the first warning.”

Seeing that I didn't protest, Osamu Dazai's voice became cheerful again.

"Come on, hurry up and get Black History! I'm optimistic about you, Ayanokōji-kun."

I straightened up, watched Osamu Dazai leave, and put my right hand into my pocket—I knew that this moment today would happen at a certain moment, so I went to the [-]-yen store to buy something in advance, and always carried it with me .

Not in vain.

No cost.

Just right.

I walked in the direction where Zhongyuan Zhongye left.