Hong Kong black flower

Hagizawa asked Mori Ogai for a year, but Mori Ogai didn't ask, and Hagizawa Joe didn't say what he was going to do this year.

After the serious talk, Joe Hagisawa received a gift from Mori Ogai as a "receiver" - a pair of white gloves.

Hagizawa immediately looked at his right hand wrapped into a rice dumpling.

"Oh." Mori Ogai scratched his cheek, as if he had already forgotten about it, "Well, it can be used in the future anyway."

Hagizawa rolled his eyes and accepted the gloves.

As new members of the Port Mafia, Hagisawa Joe and Nakahara Chuya were each assigned to a dormitory.Although it is small, it has everything you need, and it is enough for one person to live in.

Moreover, their rooms are adjacent to each other, and it only takes a minute to visit each other.

In fact, Joe Hagizawa was very dissatisfied with this allocation, and he even wanted to move his room to Nakahara Nakaya's to make a floor.It's a pity that Nakahara Chuya, who was violently swelled by the veins on his forehead, refused righteously.

Hagizawa is very sorry.

After moving into the dormitory, Hagizawa got hold of Nakahara Chuya's schedule.Get up at 05:30 every morning, get dressed, wash and have breakfast, go out at about [-] o'clock, have two hours of training, start work at [-] o'clock, have a two-hour lunch break at noon, but basically he will not go back to the dormitory, I got off work at five o'clock in the evening, followed by training for four hours, and it was already nine o'clock when I returned to the dormitory exhausted.

Before Hagizawa was discharged from the hospital, Chuya Nakahara returned to the dormitory and basically fell asleep after washing up. He didn't feel hungry, because he was too tired to take care of these at all.

However, on the second day after Hagizawa was discharged from the hospital, Nakahara Nakaya, who almost dragged his feet back to the dormitory, just took out the key from his pocket, and unexpectedly found a warm supper at the door.

"Goo-"

He didn't think so before, but now when he smelled the scent of supper, his stomach began to protest.

Zhongyuan Zhong also picked up the supper and walked to the door next door. Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, he saw a note on the door with a line written on it.

The handwriting is not so ugly, it's just crooked, and the strokes don't look smooth, which is quite different from the usual handwriting of a certain little guy.However, considering that the injury on his right hand is still not healed, Zhongyuan Zhong also guessed that this line of characters was probably written with his left hand, and it is quite good to be able to write like this.

Of course, the focus is not on the handwriting, but on the content——

I'm asleep, please don't knock on the door.

"Stinky boy..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed and cursed.

It was cold at night, and the supper placed on the floor was still warm without any insulation measures. This meant that it must have been placed at the door not long ago, so how could the little guy next door have already fallen asleep?

In the end, Zhongyuan Zhongya still didn't knock on the door next door, and went back to his dormitory with a midnight snack.

He wolfed down his supper, belched contentedly, and then searched through the drawers, finally finding two pieces of slightly yellowed paper and an atomic pen refill with only half a tube of ink left.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out one of the papers, picked up the pen refill, and wrote: I want to eat ramen tomorrow.

After intense training, my hands were so weak that I couldn't even hold the chopsticks steadily when I was eating just now.

The atomic refill is thin, and it is not easy to apply force at all, so when writing this line, Nakahara Chuya's hands were trembling all the time. It took him almost half a minute to finish writing, and the final written words were not very good-looking. .

Zhongyuan Zhong also slammed his mouth twice, and even looked at it with disgust.But he still opened the door and stuffed the paper plug through the gap in the door next door.After doing this, he went back to the house to wash and sleep.

Then the next night, Zhong Yuanzhong, who came back with a carton of milk, got a portion of ramen as he wished.However, when he picked it up, he also found that there was a form under it, and there was a list on it...or a menu, and there was a note in the upper right corner: Please circle when ordering.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help laughing, and turned his head to see that the note was still pasted on the door of the next room.He put the list and the milk he brought back into the house, then turned around and knocked on the door next door with ramen.

After dawdling inside for a while, a child in pajamas came to open the door reluctantly.

Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows as soon as he saw that little expression, "What? Are you not happy to see me? Then I'll go..." Go, but before he could go, the child behind him quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Zhong Yuanzhong was not surprised, he turned his feet, held the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes with one hand, and strode into the door with the ramen in the other hand.

The only chair in the room was given to Nakahara Nakaya, who sucked on ramen, and Hagizawa sat cross-legged on the single bed next to him with a pillow in his arms, and watched his brother Nakahara eat supper with his chin in one hand.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not the type who doesn't say a word when eating. After drinking two sips of soup with a bowl of Huluhulu in his hand, he suddenly mentioned: "I asked Sister Hongye, and she said that she didn't receive any instructions from the leader to teach you. Request. So do you know which department you will be assigned to when you recover from your injury?"

Hagizawa let out a "huh" and tapped his chin with his index finger as if thinking, "According to Dr. Mori, I should not participate in the work of the headquarters..."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong looked at him inexplicably.

Joe Hagizawa explained: "Doesn't the port mafia have its own direct company? I would probably go there."

Hearing this, Zhongyuanzhong was somewhat relieved, "That's pretty good." He is also a member of the port mafia, but working in a company under it is much safer than working in the headquarters, at least assassination, stealing information, and hostile gangsters. It is not his turn to do dangerous things such as organizing fights.

Nakahara Chuya finished his last mouthful of noodles, took the napkin handed over by Joe Hagizawa and wiped his mouth.

Hagizawa Joe: "Just put the bowl there, someone will clean it up tomorrow."

"Oh, I see."

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned back in his chair contentedly and stared blankly for a while, glancing at the alarm clock on the table out of the corner of his eye, he found that it was already 09:30 in the evening.

He stretched slowly, then got up, "Okay, I should go back to my room."

Hagizawa asked him to say good night to him obediently.

Nakahara Chuya didn't leave immediately, but went to Hagizawa Joe's bedside.

Hagizawa looked up at him: "?"

Nakahara Chuya raised his hand and patted Hagizawajo on the forehead, and said with a smile on his lips, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

"Ok!"

Hagizawa Joe leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes when he heard the door close next door.Guessing that Zhongyuan Zhong had already washed up and lay down to sleep, he moved his position and lifted the quilt, revealing the bed full of paper documents.He picked up the digital report on the top, then took out a Bluetooth headset from the pillowcase, pressed the button, and said in a calm tone: "Let's continue."

At eight o'clock the next morning, Masahiro Miura, who asked Hagizawa to bring breakfast, found a bottle of milk in front of his door, and a circled menu underneath.

Hagizawa, who came to open the door, had messy hair on his head, his sleepy eyes opened completely when he saw the bottle of milk, and he was in a good mood with a smile at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he knew who put the milk at the door.

He asked Miura Masahiro to put the milk on the table, he would drink it later, and then ordered tonight's supper to be ordered according to the one circled on the menu, and he quickly ran to the bathroom to wash up.

Hagizawa injured his metacarpal bone and is handed. In order to avoid future sequelae, he took care of it for a while.

After the injury on his hand finally healed, he entered a company directly under the name of the port mafia as he said. He went to work at nine o'clock in the morning and five o'clock in the evening, and he would not return to the dormitory at noon.

Because the company's office building is not far from the Hong Kong and Black Office building, Nakahara Nakaya occasionally sees him when he goes out to work with Koyo Ozaki.But it's just a glance from a distance, at most, nodding and saying hello when the eyes meet, after all, they are all at work, and each has its own way of doing things.

A company with an independent office building in Yokohama is willing to recruit children under the age of 12.Such a thing sounds incredible, but as long as you think of it as a company under the port mafia, there seems to be nothing surprising...

What a ghost! ! !

Except for the top executives of the company, the rest of the employees are ordinary people with innocent identities, and each of them has seriously submitted their resumes to the company and passed the open recruitment before starting work.

However, Hagizawa Joe was airborne at the age of 12. On the first day he came to the company, he stepped on the independent elevator that went directly to the top floor of the office building. Before the meeting started, he stepped on the line and stepped into the office.

Because they were notified a week in advance to prepare work materials, the participants sitting on both sides of the conference table basically had an inch-high thick document waiting for them.

However, what they never expected was that the next person they would report to was a child under the age of 12? ? ?

Is their leader joking? ? ?

In fact, it was not him who walked in the door at the beginning, but a man with a suitcase in black clothes and sunglasses. Everyone here is from Hong Kong and black, so naturally he let him go with a glance, and then came in It is that child.

Black hair and black eyes, beautiful appearance, with a faint smile on his face.The standard three-piece suit blurred his age a bit, but after all, his stature was there, and no one regarded him as an adult who could take care of things.

Although everyone was puzzled, an old gentleman with a monocle was following the child.

This man dressed as an old gentleman is named Guangjin Liulang. Everyone here is not unfamiliar with him. He is an old man of the Port Mafia. He joined the Port Mafia when the previous leader was in office.Now he is a member of the assassination force "Black Lizard" directly under the current leader, which is quite useful.

Seeing him, everyone seemed to have found the main report object of this meeting, and the thought of "this is right" emerged in their hearts.

But what they never expected was that the child who finally sat at the head of the conference table turned out to be the child walking in the middle!

Everyone was dumbfounded, but neither the man in black who opened the door nor Guangjin Liulang who followed behind him expressed any objection to this, and the former even raised the height of the office chair for a child who was not tall enough... ...They had to admit that the person in charge of this meeting was really this kid.

"I won't talk too much nonsense about self-introduction." After the boy sat down, he put his white-gloved hand under his chin, and said in a gentle and smiling voice, "If we can continue to work together, we can always Remember each other."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Then, let's get started." He raised his chin, and the man in black standing quietly next to him opened the suitcase and distributed the documents inside to all the participants.

But just looking at the title of the document, many people's expressions froze on their faces.

"Are you kidding me?!" One of them slapped the table angrily, "Does the leader know you're doing this?!"

"Yeah." After being reminded, the boy blinked as if he suddenly remembered something, "Did I forget something?"

Guangjin Liulang, who was standing on the other side of him, bowed respectfully, and took out from his arms the letter of appointment specially approved by the leader that the boy had thrown aside not long ago - the Oracle of Silver.

And because of this letter of appointment, everyone knew the name of the child in front of them—Jo Hagisawa.

The oracle of silver is like a leader who comes personally, and those who dare to disobey the order face to face will be dealt with as betrayal.So no matter how confused, puzzled, and angry everyone was, they had to obediently obey Hagisawa Joe's instructions.

"Very good." Hagizawa clapped his hands, looking very satisfied with the situation in front of him.

"Next..." He looked around, showing a standard smile like a puppet, but his eyes were barren and empty, and his voice seemed to come from the sky, erratic and unpredictable through.

"Please teach me more~"