But as a subordinate, the bald and reckless man was cautious, lowered his head, and whispered in the ears of the Central Plains officials that Mafia signed a peaceful coexistence contract with the Armed Detective Agency not long ago.

One of them is that the two sides regularly exchange competent personnel to help deal with some difficult issues.

"Last week, Master Akutagawa went to the detective agency to work with Renhu to solve the missing girl."

Under the reminder of his subordinates, Chuya Nakahara finally knew the strength of Osamu Dazai, because this contract was signed on behalf of the boss.

That's why Dazai made such unscrupulous ridicule.

"So, I said that single-celled organisms should live like single-celled organisms. Chuya, you should go to the hospital for a check-up early. Alzheimer's disease is not terrible, early detection and early treatment, don't avoid medical treatment due to illness That's right."

It seems that the stimulation he gave was not big enough. Osamu Dazai can be said to be accurate in how to step on Nakaya's painful feet. After Nakahara Nakaya made a silent gesture of non-violence and non-cooperation, Osamu Dazai did not get a response. Don't be discouraged, as an excellent actor, he can certainly play the leading role alone.

Just like now, he couldn't believe it, and then with tears in his eyes and sympathy in his eyes, he gently stepped forward and patted Zhongya Zhongya's stiff back, "Don't you have enough cash, Zhongya?"

"That's right, you usually spend a lot of money in Zhongye. Although Mafia's usual treatment is good, after all, regular insurance companies will not insure this kind of industry." Regardless of the struggle of another actor, and acting as a background board His subordinates endured the twitching facial nerves, and Osamu Dazai's stage play finally reached its climax.

He firmly held down the hand of the super-strong dwarf. In order to subdue the beast, he even used the method of interrogating prisoners, and took out the method of not giving up until he achieved his goal.

"It's okay, Chuya." In just an instant, Osamu Dazai made a great decision. At this moment, Mr. Dazai's expression is stalwart and bright, and his background board is full of holy light, "As your partner, I will help your."

"Although I can't earn as much as you, I spend less and have saved some money over the years." He took out the bank card in his wallet, and seemed a little bit reluctant, and Osamu Dazai's face showed a struggle , finally put aside his head, and handed over the bank card, "You take this card and use it first, if it's not enough..."

Before the lines were finished, Nakahara, who didn't know what politeness meant, directly took the bank card that was tightly held by Dazai Osamu, and then rubbed the person on the ground.

Dazai Osamu looked like he was beating and scolding all the time, extremely tolerant, and even said quite hypocritically, "It's okay Chuya, hit me twice and you can vent the panic in your heart..."

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the subordinate who was very sensitive. As expected, the reckless man was moved by this touching friendship with tears in his eyes, and his thoughts were successfully led astray.

Zhong Yuanzhong finally couldn't help shouting, "I'm not sick!"

"Yes, yes, Chuya, you are right." The tone was quite forgiving.

"Also, Dazai, this fucking card is obviously my card!"

Mr. Dazai's expression was slightly stiff, "Ah, I took the wrong card."

Suddenly he took out his wallet and took a look, Mr. Dazai wiped his face, "I'm obviously going to take Kunikida's salary card."

Mr. Dazai, the perfectionist, shook his head, "Let's start over from Chuya just now."

He felt that his condition was really good, and this time, the mistake just now would definitely not happen.

With a bang, the unbearable Central Plains cadre finally decided to give up struggling, decided to obey his heart, and directly hit a certain mackerel jumping on the bank to the ground, and decided to let him kneel and sing conquer.

Osamu Dazai is still desperately trying to die under the circumstance that the force value is too large, "Chuya, do you think that Mr. Asakura in your family knows what your real job is?"

"Dazai, do you think saying these words will save you now?"

"You have to give it a try." The kite-colored eyes looked affectionately at the former partner who was pressing on him, as if beside him was a delicate treasure, and no one could escape such an affectionate look. offensive.

It's a pity... Nakahara Chuya is not human.

The literal kind.

Realized by supernatural powers, it is also a little monster who came to the Central Plains in advance because of an accident, and the little monster has been immune to this kind of attack after being abducted by a garbage pit named Osamu Dazai for nearly ten years.

So Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled out a smile flamboyantly, like a big cat with a bad heart, put away his paws, and started to play with his prey, and I will quietly watch you as a demon in a big picture.

Mr. Dazai smiled noncommittally, glanced at the case of the big pendulum clock on the wall from the corner of his eye, narrowed his eyes, stretched out his bandage-wrapped left hand, and raised it gently, a natural visual misunderstanding ended form.

Zhongyuan Zhong also instinctively sensed that something was wrong, he frowned his slender brows, and his smoky voice was full of unrepressed anger and puzzlement, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

The instinct of the beast clamored that something was wrong, so Nakahara, who was an intuitive school, also wanted to distance himself from each other. No matter how you looked at it, this distance was too close.

It was so close that Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a little uneasy, as if something happened quietly without his knowledge, and...

Nakahara, who was belatedly aware, finally noticed that his subordinate had left at some point, and the distance between him and Dazai was too close.

It was so close that he could even clearly see the tiny fluff on this guy's face, and the breath that almost burned his cheeks.

The little monster instinctively felt a little uneasy and wanted to retreat, but the chess game was set and the actors were all in place. Mr. Dazai, who is a self-proclaimed director, would not allow the leading actor, whom he had high hopes for, to leave early.

One backed away, and the other was still in a stalemate for a while.

In other words, when the Central Plains cadres almost released the water, they were so deadlocked.

Until Maze, who felt that he had deeply comprehended human adult social communication from the big boss, finally got used to the bumps on the yacht and was willing to move out, he felt that he should give his children some pocket money .

"Are you there, Chuya?" Asakura Asazawa put on the gift brought by Mori Ohwai, a beautifully crafted kimono, and tied up his long winding hair with a wooden hairpin, frowning, a little puzzled. This closed door.

The momentary balance in the room was out of control.

"Let go, Dazai!" This is the Central Plains cadre who finally guessed what Dazai was planning.

"Don't~ Chuya is really too much, just now she has been pulling her away, but now she is so indifferent~" This is Dazai who has no scruples, directly showing the fox's tail.

"!!!" This is the old father standing outside the door with a very sensitive hearing.

Asakura Asazawa had a faint guess in his heart, Xiao Xianyu acted recklessly, just now he thought that knocking on the door first was in a good mood, and Xiao Xianyu who lived a very free-wheeling life was somewhat incomprehensible.

So he turned his head, "San Riyue, did I get rejected?"

Just like the most loyal housekeeper, San Riyue kept a decent smile, shrouded in the shadows for his lord without any trace, completely blocked the wanton sea breeze, and after confirming that Ma Ze was not feeling any discomfort, did this Open your mouth, "No..."

Suddenly a sea breeze blew open the half-covered door, and at the same time interrupted Sanriyue's words.

Xiao Xianyu silently looked at the scenery in the room and the surrounding ruins, and realized, "Chuya, are you proposing to Dazai?"

"..."

This development was completely incomprehensible to the other three present.

But Xiao Xianyu didn't give anyone a chance to explain, squinted his eyes, like a cat that has stolen fish, as if nothing happened, went straight out again, and gave love to his favorite junior before closing the door encouragement.

The general meaning is don't care, continue, young man, I am optimistic about you~

After a while, Mr. Zhongyuan, who was already shocked by the accident and didn't know how to react, numbly looked at the condom stuffed in from under the door, his eyes darkened, and he looked at the culprit with fierce eyes, thinking After thinking about it, let's kill it.

------

This sea trip was meant to relax and create a comfortable and secure negotiation environment for the employees of both parties——

Commonly known as public funds tourism.

So the yacht is an ultra-luxury yacht, and the most expensive luxury yacht three-day tour package is booked.

It's just that the plan didn't change quickly. Who would have thought that the immediate bosses of both sides would be so close to the people this time, and they would go down to the grassroots?

The original three-day luxury yacht tour remains unchanged, the only change is...

Neither the Shizhi government nor the port mafia were the ones who were short of money, so the heads of the two parties made some calculations and simply bought back the yacht from the original travel company.

Still the same sentence, anyway, in this ups and downs of the meeting and negotiations, all the expenses will eventually go to public funds.

The only problem is...they have guessed what might go wrong with this public-funded tour, and made one, two, three, four contingency plans, but none of the contingency plans taught them how to deal with an engagement ceremony that was supposed to happen ah.

Because a gust of wind blew open the half-hidden door, and opened up a new way of thinking for Xiao Xianyu.

With a bit of shyness that exposed the little secret of the younger generation, Asakura Asazawa closed the door intimately, and held back his strong curiosity, although it was only for one night _(:з」∠)_.

At lunch time the next day, when even Osamu Dazai thought that the oolong of last night was over, Xiao Xianyu looked faintly at the wild mandarin duck combination that was still eyeing even if the parents were present, showing a loving smile .

And feel a sense of relief.

I am gratified that the juicy cabbage in my vegetable field will also go to the pig.

As for the pig that was arched?

Probably the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became. Xiao Xianyu thought about it all night, but she was still a little worried.

He tactfully asked Sen Owai about Mafia's employee benefits. Although his family also earns a lot of money, it is also very unstable.

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai, although he only works in a small detective agency with a dozen or so people, but this detective agency is linked to the government, so he can be regarded as a non-staff member. In this way, I always feel a little wronged by Dazai. Yes.

After living to the age of Asakura Asazawa, he actually likes humans who are not even a fraction of his age, because he feels guilty, so he will think of compensation.

So after lunch was over, Asakura Asazawa called Dazai to stop.

Xiao Xianyu's spirit today is obviously much better than when he just boarded the boat, but there are a lot less decorations on his body, some of which he took off and gave away, and others are because of...

Whether it is Asakura Asazawa or Mikazuki, they can only say that they love these complicated jewelry.

Simply simplify the complex and give up those too cumbersome decorations.After working all morning, I have to announce this matter, and the talented Sanriyue is really determined.

Asakura Asazawa's face is very good, the standard Hearts and Arrows beauty face, but a little less bloody, in the past at least there were some gorgeous jewelry embellishments, but today, except for those precious jewelry After the stuff, it seemed a little dull.

It's not that Asakura Asazawa's appearance is bland, but that the fireworks around Xiao Xianyu's body are bland to the extreme.

Just like the little mermaid in a fairy tale that disappeared into the sea as foam, the crescent moon in the eyes of the three-day moon gazed at the lord who was lazily lying on the deck chair facing the rising sun. On the almost transparent white skin, Sanriyue even felt that she saw foam.

So he turned around and left, and when he came back, he had a box of lip balm in his hand, said that he was being rude, then held the small lip balm box in one hand, tapped it lightly with his little finger, and wiped it on Qiancang before the bright red had dried up. Asazawa's eyes.

Therefore, although Asakura Asazawa is dressed very simply today, perhaps because of the extra touch of red on her extremely white complexion, she looks more like the ogre that was mentioned in Ukiyo-e.

Xiao Xianyu, who was unaware of this, didn't care, he directly stopped Dazai and stretched out his hand.

Slender wrists protruded from the wide cuffs, and under Dazai Osamu's puzzled gaze, Asakura Asazawa took off a bracelet from his hand.

Osamu Dazai's eyes were slightly cold, and there was a hint of excitement in his tone, "Is this the legendary family heirloom that only the eldest daughter-in-law is handed down from a wealthy family?"

"what?"

Xiao Xianyu, who feels that although she is old, has never had a generation gap with the younger generation, is stunned. Shouldn't young people nowadays watch TV to listen to music and catch up on Korean dramas?

What's the matter with the lines of this kind of drama of grievances between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

Asakura Asazawa has never realized so deeply as at this moment that the gap between him and Osamu Dazai should not be a generation gap at all, but the Straits of Malacca.

Dazai Osamu didn't care at all, he happily took the "mother-in-law" sent to enter the door, and the shy and lovely Bird Yiren stretched out his wrist happily on the body of Nakaya, who was a little shorter than him, " Do you think Chuya looks good?"

At this moment, Mr. Zhongyuan finally realized the malice from the big universe, and he shook the hairs on his body unabashedly, "Get the hell out of Dazai!"

"Don't~" The intentionally protracted ending was a bit charming, and Osamu Dazai relied on his own strength to drag the rest time after dinner into a late-night theater.

After having foreign aid, Mr. Dazai, who let himself go and vowed to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun, is not afraid at all.

Obviously, the little farce here was seen by all the subordinates who were dining in the restaurant.

They unanimously slowed down the speed of eating, and began to watch the two male protagonists who were full of scandals in Mafia with great interest, and some even started to place bets.

If you want to play something exciting, what they bet on is what kind of body position they saw when the beautiful Asakura-san who looked like a fairy opened the door yesterday.

As soon as this gamble came out, all the old drivers present showed tacit smiles, and all of them pricked up their ears, wanting to get first-hand information.

As for leaving?

Is it because melons are not tasty or Master Asakura is not good-looking?

Xiao Xianyu didn't care about this, or in other words, since he came ashore, he has always been the focus of human eyesight, so this kind of gaze is normal for Ma Ze.

It would be really abnormal if Xiao Xianyu appeared without these eager eyes.

Xiao Xianyu is so confident about her beauty.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who finally discovered the problem, also realized it. He asked sincerely with black lines all over his head, "Aze, why do you think that this guy and I will be a couple?"

"Didn't Chuya propose to Dazai yesterday?"

The subordinates who seemed to be serious about eating gasped one after another, never expecting that it was the Central Plains cadres who took the initiative.

This height difference is reversed.

After uttering this misunderstanding-filled explanation, Xiao Xianyu felt a little tired again, so she simply leaned on the chair, pulled out the diary she carried with her, and signaled Dazai to take a few steps forward.

The reason why Asakura Asazawa was eager to get his diary back after waking up was not only because he was eager to know what happened to his missing 300 years, but a more important reason was that , this diary is actually a small treasury 2.0 prepared by Asakura Asazawa for himself.

It's more like his own private money that has existed over the years.

Compared with other small vaults, I can collect things I like and am interested in as I like, such as a hair rope, a bunch of wild flowers preserved with spiritual power, and maybe even a Erguotou in the cellar.

Only this little revenge book is different.

It stores real gold and silver, as well as all kinds of treasures that only you can't think of, and it can't be done without it.

It is such a treasure house, but now it is displayed openly in front of Osamu Dazai.

This is probably the first time that Mr. Dazai, a working-class man, came from the heart and had a hatred for the rich.

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Refills for the little cuties left behind~

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