Hong Kong black flower

Although most of the blood on Hagisawa Ryo's body was not his own, but he was also seriously injured by Hagisawa Kukana.

However, apart from the penetrating wound on the palm of the right hand and the severe injury to the internal organs by the hammer on the abdomen, these two were more serious, the other wounds were not too much of a hindrance.

Therefore, Hagizawa rejected the suggestion of being hospitalized for observation and strongly demanded to be discharged from the hospital early. As a result, Nakahara Nakahara, who was informed of the news, gave him a severe reprimand.

"Is a rupture of the spleen a trivial matter? Do you still want to leave the hospital early?! Don't die, you?!" Nakahara Nakaya said angrily and poked Hagizawa on the forehead, just like a strict old father who taught his rebellious son.

"But the doctor said it's not too serious..." Hagisawa pouted, was it not enough that he was beaten by Hagisawa Kukana when he was younger?This level of injury...

"Still talking back?!" Zhong Yuan squinted his eyes and stared at him with a particularly dangerous expression, "Looking at you, it seems very unconvinced?"

Hagizawa asked Wei Jin to sit upright: "I will listen to Brother Chuya for everything that is fine!"

"Hmph, you're smart." Nakahara Chuya put his arms around his chest, and finally gave him a good face.

"But..." Hagizawa looked at him carefully from bottom to top.

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong glanced at him impatiently, with a domineering look of "If you dare to have extra thoughts, I will clean you up".

Hagizawa leaned over weakly and grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Do we have the money to afford the high hospital bill?"

Both of them put their money in the house of the sheep stronghold, and now it is impossible to go back to get it, so they are naturally poor and white now.

The corner of Nakahara Chuya's mouth twitched, he bent his fingers and tapped Hagizawa Joe's head twice like a watermelon, and said nonchalantly: "Anyways, don't you know that Dr. Mori? It's just from his childhood." The clinic has been replaced by a cooperative hospital of the port mafia, and then we can just pay him on credit, and it’s not like we won’t pay it back.”

Joe Hagizawa suddenly realized, "That's right!"

Mori Ogai who was standing at the door and was about to knock: "..."

"Hmm——" Mori Ogai cleared his throat, and reminded the two people in the next ward who were talking about the topic of "credit" without anyone else.

"Mr. Zhongye, Mr. Rang." He sighed faintly, "The port mafia can still afford the medical expenses..." The implication is that you don't need to worry about it.

"That's right, my brother Chuya worked for Dr. Mori because you made a lot of money, what are the mere medical expenses." Joe Hagizawa said eloquently.

Nakahara would always be very embarrassed by the child's blind worship and straightforward praise, he clenched his fist into his mouth and coughed, signaling Hagizawa to let it go.

Mori Ogai looked at the two helplessly with a smile, "You two really have a good relationship."

Without waiting for Nakahara Chuya to speak, Hagizawa Joe replied: "Of course!"

"But I'm very sorry, Jun-kun." Mori Ogai said so, but in fact he didn't look embarrassed at all, "Next, I'm going to borrow a little time from Nakaya-kun."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Ryo Hagizawa was not surprised, but said lightly, "When is Dr. Namori going to come back?"

Before Mori Ogai could answer, Zhongyuan Zhong took the lead in protesting: "Hey, don't say that I seem to be something that can be moved around!"

Hagizawa looked at him anxiously.

"... Tsk." Zhong Yuanzhong was also caught by those pitiful dog eyes.

Mori Ogai laughed out loud.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jean, it will be soon."

How soon is it?

Hagizawa Joe was very dissatisfied with this vague statement, but this time Nakahara Chuya spoke before him, "Then let's go."

After finishing speaking, he looked back at Joe Hagisawa who hesitated to speak, stretched out his fingers and nodded, and said, "Here you are in the hospital, do you hear me?"

Hagizawa puffed up his face, not very happy but still obedient: "Oh..."

Watching the two leave one after the other, the door of the ward was closed, which also blocked his vision that he was about to stick to.

Hagizawa let out a sigh, staring at the right hand hanging on his chest in a daze.

Not long after Mori Ogai and Nakahara Chuya left, there was another knock on the door of the ward.

Hagizawa just happened to count to 600, exactly 10 minutes, and the time of the knocker was as precise as pinching a watch.

"Please come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the room was opened from the outside, and a man in standard port mafia outfit came in, carrying a silver-gray alloy suitcase in his hand.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hagizawa."

The man walked into the room and gently closed the door.

Then he pushed the nursing table against the corner to the bed and put the suitcase on the table.

"I opened it?"

"Please."

The man put his hand on the combination lock, "The leader said that the combination is with you..."

Before he finished speaking, Joe Hagizawa said a series of numbers without raising his eyes.

Nothing special, just the date he and Mori Ogai first met.

The man froze for a moment, then entered the number according to what he said, and with a "click", the suitcase was successfully opened.He pushed the opened box in front of Joe Hagizawa.

The alloy suitcase with a very high safety factor contained only an A4-sized sealed document bag and an ordinary mobile phone.

Hagizawa glanced at it, and his eyes fell on the file bag.His right hand was inconvenient, so he naturally raised his chin, motioning for the man to open the sealed document and hand it over to him.

The man did as he did, but when he opened the file, he couldn't help but say, "Is this okay? If you show me a confidential file at the cadre level..."

"You can read whatever you want." Hagizawa said nonchalantly, "As long as you can understand."

The man glanced at him in surprise, tore off the seal with doubts, opened the kraft paper bag, and took out the contents.

There are not many things inside, a paper printout with only five pages, a bank card, and a phone card.

When the man saw the content on the paper document, he was obviously stunned for a moment. At that moment, he finally understood why Hagizawa Joe said that.

Because the paper documents are full of Arabic numerals with no regular arrangement!Moreover, the font size is extremely small, and the shop is densely packed. At first glance, it looks like a piece of white paper is covered with ants.

Confused, the man handed the document to Joe Hagisawa, who spread it on the table and looked at it without any scruples.The man couldn't help wondering, could he really understand?

But Hagizawa looked at it very seriously, so he had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, and kept quiet, not even daring to breathe loudly.

At this moment, Joe Hagizawa suddenly said, "You can do something else."

The man froze for a moment, is this going to push him away?But the leader ordered...

"For example, help me insert the calling card into the mobile phone, and turn it on by the way. Then open the window for some ventilation, I am about to be suffocated here. Then help me pour a glass of water-the water glass is on the cabinet over there , I believe you can see it at a glance. Ah, by the way, peel me an apple by the way, I’m hungry, the fruit basket and knife are next to the kettle.” After Hagizawa gave orders, his subordinates turned over a page of documents, no Unexpectedly, the content of the second page is also a completely random number.

"The key is……"

"Please move your place." Joe Hagizawa raised his head and said sincerely, "To be honest, you are blocking my light here."

man:"…………"

When he finished these things as promised, Hagizawa Joe was already reading the last page.

The water glass on the table was more than half empty, and the man placed the apples cut into small pieces in a small bowl in front of him, and put a fork beside him.

After reading the rest of the content, Hagizawa let out a long sigh of relief, then unceremoniously picked up the fork and ate the apple, and asked while eating, "Your voice sounds familiar, have we met somewhere? "

The man froze for a moment, wondering if he had such a popular face?Why did the child forget him in a blink of an eye?

But the question is questionable, he still said it truthfully: "The member who guarded the sheep had a relationship with you once, and you asked me for my name at that time, but I didn't tell you."

"Ah." Joe Hagizawa remembered, "So your name is?"

"Miura Masahiro."

"Please give me more advice from now on, Mr. Miura." Hagizawa asked to put down the fork, and stretched out his hand to him, as if he wanted to shake hands with him.

Because his right hand was injured, the left hand was stretched out, and Miura Masahiro naturally stretched out his left hand to him.

But the two of them didn't hold hands, because Hagizawa Joe's hand suddenly slipped in the middle of the way, and he pulled off Miura Masahiro's cufflinks unexpectedly.

Masahiro Miura: "!"

Hagizawa played with the cuff button flexibly with his fingers, and with a few strokes, the outer camouflage was revealed, revealing the small monitor inside.

Without even thinking about it, he directly said to the people over there, "How much do you want me to exchange for Brother Zhongye?"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the phone that Masahiro Miura had plugged in the phone card and switched on just now rang.Hagizawa threw the monitor in his hand back to Masahiro Miura, who caught it in a hurry.

As soon as he picked up the phone and connected the call, Hagizawa Joe heard the laughter of a black-hearted doctor from the opposite side, "Don't say it so harshly, Jun-kun, if Chuya-kun hears it, he will probably be angry, right? "

Hagizawa frowned, what are you pretending to be!

"However, let me say that the best way to worship a god is to build a beautiful shrine for him. What do you think, Mr. Rang?"

hiss--

Hagizawa narrowed his eyes, thinking it made sense... The heartbeat is the heartbeat, but the specific implementation plan needs to be carefully planned.Put this matter aside and discuss it later.

"Let's play a game, Dr. Mori." Hagizawa let his eyes fall on the document he had flipped through, "Relax, it's not a complicated game, it's very simple."

"Oh?"

"For a multiple-choice question, I say two options, and you have to choose one of them within 1 minute. There is no correct answer, but a simple choice. For example, if I say pears and apples, you make a choice based on your preference. It takes 1 minute. Very adequate."

"The rules sound pretty simple?"

Hagizawa laughed, "Because it's very simple."

On the other side of the phone, Mori Ogai shook his head out of Hagizawa Joe's sight. If it was really simple, it would not take a minute to make a decision.

And he had a hunch that the one-minute thinking time he gave for the next question Hagizawa asked might not be enough at all.

But Ogai Mori agreed to play the game with Jo Hagizawa.

"Then please."

Hagizawa moved his eyes away from the document and looked at the blue sky outside the window.

It so happened that a flock of white pigeons flew by the window at this time.They flapped their wings vigorously, riding the wind and flying higher and higher, farther and farther, and soon turned into small black spots and disappeared into the sky.

"Question, do you want the [-] million on this bank card, or do you want me to work for you for a year?"

Mori Ogai froze for a moment, thought for less than two seconds, then smiled and said, "Answer, of course it is..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Joe Hagizawa, "[-] million, I mean, US dollars."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The person on the other side of the phone suddenly choked, followed by a piercing cough.

Hagizawa let the phone away from his ear with a look of disgust.

Hagizawa gloated and sarcasticly said, "The port mafia is very short of money now, right? And I seem to have heard that a batch of smuggled guns ordered by some unlucky organization half a month ago was also seized?"

"Mr. Rang!" Mori Ogai let out a mournful cry, and then swallowed even more: "Is there no way to have it both ways in this world?"

Hagizawa said indifferently: "It's a beautiful idea."

There was another wailing on the phone.

Hagizawa reminded him coolly: "You still have ten seconds."

The person opposite seemed to have a one-key switching button installed on his body, and he returned to normal in an instant, "I want money, and I also want to let you have countless years in the future. This is my best solution."

Hagizawa laughed: "It's really greedy, Dr. Mori."

Mori Ogai let out a deep laugh, "That can't be helped, I'm Ryo-kun's creditor. What's more... maybe I can help Ryo-kun build the shrine?"

Gee.

Hagizawa hung up the phone with a "snap". .

Feeling like listening to a conversation that shouldn't be heard, Masahiro Miura was sweating coldly on the back of his neck, and he knew without touching that the collar of his shirt was completely soaked.

Here Miura Masahiro felt uneasy, afraid that a call from the leader would make him jump off the stairs by himself.

To seal or to silence?As a member of the port mafia, it is natural to know which one is the most reassuring to choose.

"Ah, yes, Mr. Miura."

Before waiting for the leader's order, Masahiro Miura heard Joe Hagizawa's call first.

Miura Masahiro was shocked, and immediately replied: "Yes! What is Mr. Hagizawa's order?"

Then I heard Joe Hagizawa say unceremoniously: "Smash the monitor for me, don't let go of a single part. Next time bring this kind of thing to me, don't need me to remind, jump off the stairs by yourself Bar."

Masahiro Miura: "..."

"Oh." Hagizawa seemed to think of something, and then added, "If you want, it's also a good choice to add a handful of flower fertilizer for me."

After finishing speaking, he showed a gloomy and morbid smile that could stop a child crying at night, "Just hang it on the plum tree in the yard, and it will definitely make you meet death beautifully."

Masahiro Miura: "..."