[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

"...the number of captives is 37, and a total of 890 million worth of supplies have been seized...more than that, the report is over." Pinching the report form with his fingers, showing a look of lack of interest, Tsushima slowly He stammered his words.

"Well, you did a good job, Tsushima-kun~" Looking helplessly at the boy's condemning eyes, Mori Ogai gave a wry smile dryly.

Well, no matter who sleeps soundly in bed, and is ruthlessly dragged away from work even though he is still on vacation, he will not have a good face. "But this time the situation is really urgent."

With a long sigh, the black-haired man held his forehead and frowned in distress, "Because of this, I haven't slept for two days." Under the purple eyes, there were faint blue-black traces caused by staying up late.

"The Eagle Breeding Association, which had been cooperating with us for a long time, suddenly launched an attack on Hong Kong gangsters. "Pause for a few seconds" Well, it's not incomprehensible, after all, it's a conflict of interests. "

"Although the Hong Kong gangsters are slightly superior in armed forces, the Eagle Feeding Association has the top intelligence network and information database in Japan." Glancing at the documents on the table, "So this battle can only be carried out by relying on our own strength To resist is to be alone and helpless.”

"Other organizations are afraid of the power of the Eagle Breeding Society. After all, everyone has secrets that they don't want to be revealed."

"..." There was silence for a while, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes gradually faded.The gray-haired boy blinked his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and just about to speak, there was the sound of the bolt being pulled at the door.

"Boss, I'm coming in."

"Ah, it's Nakahara-kun, good afternoon." Mori Ogai nodded his head with a smile.

"All the enemy troops have been wiped out." He took off his hat and put it on his chest. The brown-haired man bowed respectfully, and his slightly long hair slipped from behind his ears. "So, what is the next task?"

"Ah, I've called you here this time..." He turned his gaze to someone who was standing aside childishly, holding his fingernails like passing the time. "The next task will be completed by you and Tsushima-kun."

"..." Tsushima, who was playing with his hands out of boredom, understood the words echoing in the air, raised his head in surprise, and met the man who was also slightly wide-eyed from shock, looking at him.

"Ah, oh." Putting the hat back on, Nakahara Zhong also responded in a low voice.

"Although this is a bit wronged Nakahara-kun..." With his hand on his chin, his magnetic voice raised, "Can Tsushima-kun lead the whole mission for this mission?" General Mori Ogai printed two missions Push the book to the front of the desk, motioning for the two to take it away.

"...It's a little troublesome." Just flipping through it hastily, I found out the difficulty of the task.Lifting her slender fingers, her knuckles rested on her lower lip, Tsushima frowned and muttered to himself.

"It's indeed a tricky task, but I really can't find anyone more suitable for this task than Tsushima-kun." Sighing, he pinched his brows.The leader of the gangsters continued: "So this time Mr. Zhongyuan will work with you."

"I see." Biting his thumbnail with his canine teeth, he suppressed his smile, staring blankly at the information on the task book with his black eyes, and the gray-haired boy lost himself in thought with a blank expression.

"..." The blue pupil quietly looked at the people around him, "Then, what should we do next."

Looking at the young man who finished thinking, folded the paper in his hand and put it in his pocket, and turned around calmly, Nakahara asked peacefully.

After all, this is the leader's wish, so it's hard to say anything.Besides, I won't get angry because of such a trivial matter being directed by someone lower than my position, as long as I can complete the task perfectly, it's fine.

"Team A, turn left and enter the fork." Finger pressed the earphone to switch the channel. "Mr. Zhongyuan, what's the situation on your side?"

"No one." Due to the influence of the wind, a somewhat distorted hoarse voice came from the earphones.

"That's it..." Turning over the pages of the notebook, and using a red pen to make a big cross somewhere on the map he drew, Tsushima continued: "Go to the Qingyuan Warehouse on No. 6 Street, That should be one of the enemy strongholds."

"Team C, under attack."

"Retreat, don't fight, this is the enemy's feint." The quiet voice flowed quietly, and the gray-haired boy continued to calmly record the battle situation in his notebook.

The man in black who was in charge of guarding Tsushima's safety left a cold sweat.Looking at the young man who forcibly played the serious war as a "war chess game", his eyes under the sunglasses showed a bit of awe.

This heart-shattering wisdom and layout reminded me of...the adult who...cooperated with Mr. Zhongyuan a few years ago.

"Let's go." Standing up from the bench, Tsushima stretched and put the notebook in his pocket.

"Are you...?" The address subconsciously changed to "You", and the black-clothed subordinate nervously clenched the assault barrel in his hand.

"The enemy has discovered that "I" exists, and this place is no longer safe. "

"Huh." After the battle, he patted the plaster on his hands, and Zhong Yuanzhong also walked in a certain direction.

"Hello, Jin..." Opening the door, there was an empty room.The initial fear subsides and the man calms down quickly.

No, there are no corpses here, and there are no traces of battle...

I pressed the button of the headset with my fingertips, and coughed a few times because I was choked by the dust in the air, "Ahem, where are you?"

"Mr. Zhongyuan, is it over yet?" Accompanied by the young man's voice, there was the sound of wooden warehouses sounding like drumbeats one after another, "...my side is almost over."

"Hey, are you okay?" He frowned and said worriedly.

It shouldn't be a problem... I have placed my most trusted subordinates beside the child to protect him.

He hurriedly led the remaining uninjured subordinates to the meeting place the boy told him.What came into view was a certain child with a gray head and a dirty face.

"Pfft." Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed mercilessly as he looked at the young man whose cheeks were stained like a little tabby cat.

"..." Sensing the laughter that the other party tried his best to suppress, Tsushima silently raised his sleeves again, and wiped his face vigorously—but the clothes were not clean, and on the contrary, his face was covered with more stains .

...No way, although I know that the enemy will probably use weapons such as explosives/powders, but the dust produced by the explosion is really unavoidable.

"This is for you." He beckoned, fumbled in his coat pocket with a suppressed smile, and the brown-haired man handed out the wet wipe.

"There's more on the left."

"..." Blinking, Tsushima moved his palm to the other side and wiped it.

"..." Ah, I said the wrong direction, it should be on the right.Suddenly remembering that his current position is opposite to that of the boy, Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head away in embarrassment.

"Come here, I'll wipe it for you." Walking in front of the child, he clicked his lips and snatched the wet wipe from Tsushima's hand.

He didn't resist, just raised his head, the gray-haired boy narrowed his eyes, and obediently let the other party wipe him.

Probably due to the strength of his hands, a few red marks appeared on the boy's fair face.Guiltyly putting his hands in his pockets, turning his back, Nakahara Chuya bluntly changed the subject, "Would you like something to drink...do you want something to eat?" Tsk, I forgot that this guy is underage.

"I want to eat strawberry cake."

From an invisible angle, Tsushima dazedly touched the cheek that had just been touched.His gray bangs lay softly on his forehead, casting a shadow.

What is shrouded in the shadow are eyes full of thick oppression, nostalgia and sadness.

The author has something to say: In fact, Mr. Mori, you don’t have to worry about Tsushima being lazy, as long as you arrange him and Chuya together, he will work hard for you like a small motor, without paddling (?)

As long as He Zhongye is on missions together, Dementia will use his brain very seriously.

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