How I was forced to be a boss

Returning home in a daze, I picked up a pen to organize my thoughts, but my mind was blank again.

Before that, I didn't have any desire to explore the psychological thoughts of those who caused troubles, because there may be only a few reasons for saying Potian, but when it comes to Tuoshi, I really can't control my urge to explore.

My reason has clearly realized that writers in different worlds cannot be regarded as the same person.But it is always difficult to completely separate the two emotionally.

But maybe there is no need to really separate the two completely?

I calmed myself down, thinking thoughtfully.

There is always a commonality of thinking between them.

Even though life is completely different, there are always some similarities in those deeper things that are engraved on the soul.

According to Osamu Dazai, this demon is very difficult for people to catch their tails, and after a short air fight with this man, I also deeply realized how difficult this man is.

"You have to be more careful."

What that person said at that time seemed to echo in my ears.

From this point of view, it is quite normal for me to have a locator on my body, and I believe Osamu Dazai will give me a satisfactory answer for the follow-up treatment.

Carefully recalling that person's expressions, movements and tone, carefully understanding this person's emotions, and trying to explore this person's thinking, I faintly noticed the huge gap between this person and Brandeso.

There may be vulnerabilities that can be exploited.

A shallow thought crossed my mind.

In any case, no matter how much I think about it now, without direct contact with everything, I can't draw a conclusion prematurely. I try to stop myself from thinking about him for the time being, and focus on the things in front of me first.

It’s almost the end of the year in a hurry, and now it’s the season of transition from autumn to winter. I heard that there is a grand festival held in a place in Yokohama every year, which makes me want to move.

In Japan, there are always various reasons to hold festivals no matter what time of day, but the reason is not important.

"So, I really want to go and see it!"

I bit the penholder, held the phone by my shoulder with one hand, picked out a pack of snacks from the pile of snacks that Mr. Ranpo sent me with the other hand, and opened it, which looked pleasing to the eye, and deserted before the dead line given to me by the editor. .

"I'll coordinate the time." The voice on the phone sounded a little helpless

"I have to work hard recently!" I teased without feeling guilty.

"Lingyang, you are really, bad taste."

Hanging up the phone, I smiled and lay down on the table.

In front of me, Zhongya is less and less restrained than before, but rather than being treated with that attitude, it is better to get along with each other in a relaxed manner.I thought so.

Then I called Osamu Dazai again.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to the festival?"

"Because I've never been there before. There was no such person who could go to festivals with me before."

It sounds very pitiful, although I don't really care about this kind of thing, after all, I don't like it very much most of the time

out.

I am sure Osamu Dazai will not reject me.

He really didn't reject me.

But he must have never imagined that I also made an appointment with Mr. Chuya at the same time.

"You really have a bad taste, Mr. Zhuxi."

Sitting in the office of the leader of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, I was bored watching Alice sitting on the ground doodling and drawing, and at the same time I mentioned this matter to Mr. Mori who was processing documents at the desk.

Hearing what he said, I retorted unconvinced: "Why, I just think that the relationship between the two is actually pretty good. Don't you think so too?"

"Do you really think so?"

Of course, I know that the actual situation may be more complicated. Human emotions are definitely not something that can be explained clearly in a few words, nor is there only a single emotion. Many times, conflicting emotions will be intertwined, which is completely incomprehensible. clear.

But Mr. Kazumori's refutation of such a thing is meaningless, obviously he himself knows the truth.

"So, what exactly did you call me for?"

"I don't know if you have heard of the 'license to open a business with special abilities'?"

I was taken aback, "Is there such a thing?"

But after thinking about it, it's normal. It's a common practice to restrict special abilities that only a small number of people have.

Unrestricted is the uneasy thing.

After all, the port mafia is still a violent group for the time being, so it is not surprising that Zhongye's supernatural ability, as the best method of violence, would require such permission.

"What do you want me to do?" I looked at Mr. Sen and asked seriously.

"It needs the approval of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Mr. Takenishi."

I figured it out, Dr. Sen would use this pitiful and aggrieved expression every time he tried to trick me.But I'm not who I used to be.

Mr. Sen, your trick is not working!

"Although the Ability Secret Service Division has a lot of autonomy in actual actions, it still has to accept the jurisdiction of the Ministry of the Interior in theory."

Oh.

I glanced at Mr. Sen indifferently.

"You can't do this! The Armed Detective Agency has this. If we Hong Kong gangsters don't have it, we will be weak all of a sudden!" As if stimulated by my expression, Mr. Mori shouted unwillingly.

The Armed Detective Agency...has a "license to open with special abilities"?

I realized something instantly.

The so-called Supernatural Secret Service Division, Hong Kong Black, and Armed Detective Agency.

That's how it is, the structure.

The person who can think of this way is simply a genius. This is indeed a suitable development model for Yokohama.

Seeing the girl's thoughtful expression, Mori Ogai sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, Teacher Zhuxi noticed it, although he didn't want to hide it from her.

"However, it's still too slow..."

Hearing the girl's murmur, Mori Ogai's heart tightened.

But she didn't continue talking, but turned to look at him.

Listening to Takenishi-sensei's voice, Mori Ogai couldn't restrain his excited heartbeat.

"Then, the 'Permit to Open Ability' will be delivered soon."

etc.

Watching the girl casually and lightly promise things that maybe others may have to work hard to achieve.

And this matter to Mr. Zhuxi, maybe it was just a matter of a phone call.

Even though they had made promises to each other and reconciled tacitly, Mori Ogai still trembled uncontrollably amidst the intermingling of fear and excitement.

It's really scary, Mr. Takenishi.

Fortunately, your bond, your line is still in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.

It's hard to say if it's other aspects, but when it comes to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I still have some connections.

I could actually contact Mr. Kawaguchi directly, but out of guard against politicians, I contacted Mr. Furuta first.

"...So, regarding the 'Permit to Open Ability' of the Special Ability Special Service Division..."

Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by Mr. Gutian.

He solemnly promised me: "I will do it for you as soon as possible, and Hong Kong and Hei will get the 'Permit to Open with Special Ability' soon."

I'm a little surprised, Mr. Gutian can decide on his own that the Minister of Internal Affairs may need to come forward to solve the matter?Moreover, Mr. Gutian is not afraid of attracting dissatisfaction from the Ministry of Internal Affairs with his extended hand?

Thinking so, I asked the same question.

"Teacher," Gu Tian sighed helplessly, "Don't you know?"

"Whether it's on the King of Gold's side or Mr. Kawaguchi's side, Yokohama is already your sphere of influence by default."

"Although you are not a king, you have been included under the jurisdiction of the '120 Agreement'."

"No one will dare to interfere with Yokohama's affairs beyond you."

"Correspondingly, you also have to assume the same responsibilities as a king."

I know every word Mr. Gutian said, but the combination makes me feel as if I have never taken a Chinese class.

In the end, I listened to Mr. Gutian sigh with a blank face:

"With the posture and throne of an ordinary person, you are worthy of the kingship, Mr. Takenishi."

I:......

Anyway, after the matter is done, Mr. Gutian has no use value.I ruthlessly hung up his phone, turned around and immediately called the King of Gold.

"It's the old man's decision." The King of Gold didn't have any ambiguity about this matter, and admitted it generously.

I have heard of the '120 Agreement', which is used to regulate the rights and obligations of the king, and it is also a restriction on special existences with powerful power beyond ordinary people.

But I'm an ordinary person?

What happened to Mr. Gold King?Doesn't he think that I may be a little out of step with everyone on this agreement?

and......

"...you didn't tell me about it."

Hearing what I said, the King of Gold, who had been calm all the time, was speechless for a moment.

"I thought you already knew."

That's what he answered me.

Where on earth did I know!

Even so, I still think there is room for change in this matter, after all, I am really not as rich as they are.

With such a powerful strength, it not only means that I have to inexplicably wear the shackles specially designed for the king with the resources of ordinary people, but also bear the same responsibility as the king. Living in panic all the time.

How can I bear such a heavy burden?

"Do you intend to change your mind?" I suggested tactfully, trying to control my tone so that I don't look like I want to start a war.

"This is an established fact, Mr. Takenishi."

I've never heard the King of Gold address me so solemnly.

It wasn't until the calm and powerful voice of the King of Gold came to my ears through the microphone that I finally realized how persistent this old man who has almost been in control of Japan for half a century has on this matter.He probably won't change, which makes me a little angry.

Dajue on Guochang Road suddenly turned cold when he heard the girl's voice on the phone.In his impression, the little girl has always been gentle and quiet, and sometimes her attitude is so sincere that when she speaks to herself, her thoughts show completely opposite characteristics. Normally, even if this person is angry, she is restrained Implicitly, this was the first time he saw the little girl showing obvious displeasure, and the king of gold subconsciously tightened his body.

"Since this is the case, then I hope you can do what you say, and restrain the other kings, and don't try to challenge my bottom line."

After hanging up the phone, the girl's chilly voice seemed to be still in my ears.

"Your Majesty, is this really alright?"

Guochang Road Dajue didn't change his face, and handed the phone to his clan.

"It has to be done."

"Even if it offends her."

"Great power must be restrained."

The rabbit stood aside, listening to his king make such a judgment word by word.

"Unlimited royal power can destroy a city, but a powerful, unfettered, and highly contagious thought can destroy the world."

The author has something to say: 1 I have an inexplicable feeling that Miss Sister may have a lot of phone bills every month, and the frequency of calls is like a customer service

2 change the map soon

感谢在2020-04-2508:33:28~2020-04-2608:33:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: nyx1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 2 from nyx;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：六籽33瓶；瘦虎、要放飞自我30瓶；琴禾20瓶；天空尤里斯15瓶；nyx10瓶；丹嘟、咕哒君、sakuya5瓶；资深声控、宁子3瓶；笑言、康娜、229830601瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!