The strongest intelligence agent on the ground

Within a few days, Chu Nakahara moved into the dormitory of the Port Mafia, and was assigned as a candidate for a cadre under the current cadre Ozaki Koyo.

And Zhongye Yumu also went very well in the exam, so he gave up Bingsheng's offer to study in another prestigious school, and went straight to Bingsheng Middle School.

Based on Chuya Yuki's grades, it is not a big problem for him to go to any middle school in Japan, but there is no other school that is more suitable for him.Which school can let its students stay away from school all day, and they may not come back for the final exam?

On the contrary, there were a few young children among the sheep who skipped grades and went to school with Yumu. Their grades were quite good, and they went to other better schools, such as the junior high school of Yinglan High School and the Junior High School of Ice Emperor Academy. Teak invited They ate a meal, took care of each child, and let them go.

He took the exam and obtained the qualification of exempting students from Bisheng Middle School, threw Atsushi Nakajima and Akutagawa brothers and sisters to class, and assigned homework and goals to Yumeno Kusaku, and finished all kinds of trivial things, so he was busy. After more than half a month, he also moved into the dormitory of the port mafia.

As an ordinary member, he naturally did not live with Nakahara Nakaya, but the neighbor is also someone he knows - Oda Sakunosuke.

"Yo~"

There are not many teak things, and there are two big bags, which happened to be missing, so he moved by himself, thinking that he would have to move twice. As soon as he moved a box, someone picked up another bag.

As soon as Chuya Yuki turned his head, he saw Mr. Killer, who was completely unsuspecting of children.

Mr. Killer, who was wearing a shirt and trousers, was obviously only 19 years old, but he looked about 25 years old. What he revealed was not mature and stable, but more unruly.

"Hey, Oda-san."

Teak didn't refuse his kindness, but the house hadn't been cleaned at all, and he was too embarrassed to invite him in. He had just sent him out when he saw him turn right and open the next room.

"Do you want me to lend you the cleaning tools?" Oda Sakunosuke leaned against the door frame, his lips curled up slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

At the age of 19, he was only half a boy in the modern age, but he is already an adult here.

He has a mature taste that has been accumulated over time. The muscles that have been exercised for a long time make him slender but not thin. When he looks down at the teak, it really makes people feel amazing.

What happened in the past few years?

When I saw him a few years ago, he was still a bit of a young killer-killer chick, but now he is completely restrained, like an ordinary man on the street at a glance, but a little unusual at a closer look.

Teak is still in this grade with a face of baby fat. Of course, he is not as cute as when he was a child, but his facial features are exquisite, and his smiling face dilutes the sharpness in his exquisiteness, making him appear to have a particularly gentle personality. "Then I will not be polite."

Yuki followed Oda into his room, the single man's room was unexpectedly full of books.The bookcases that fill one wall are neatly filled with books.

And they are all literary books.

When Odasaku went into the kitchen to get cleaning tools, Yuki stood in front of the bookcase in his living room, looking up at the books in his cabinet.

"interested in?"

Teak turned around and took the tools in his hand, nodded, "I haven't seen many of them."

He has a lot of things under his hands, and Yumu is quite utilitarian.Judging from the things he has done in the past, they all have a strong or weak purpose, or out of a little bit of kindness and randomness, sowing good causes that may or may not yield anything.

Literature, on the other hand, is quite the opposite.

If you really want to immerse yourself in literature, you often have to be utilitarian.I have never seen that person who writes with the idea of ​​"I want to get rich" can go down in history. People with such utilitarianism can cater to the audience to obtain temporary benefits, but they will eventually be eliminated by time.

Bottom line, teak doesn't have enough time.

He has to collect and sort out the information of Humulus for most of the day, even when he is in a daze, he still thinks and speculates.

The strange thing is that Odasaku may not have a lot of time.

In the port mafia, the higher-ups might be better off, but those who live in the same dormitory with him are all low-level fish, and there are a lot of messy things.

Odasaku didn't know that so many things went through Yuki's mind in an instant, and he didn't mind at all if others knew that he was a lower-level Mafia lover of literature, even if it seemed unbelievable.

"You can borrow it if you like." Odasaku said with a smile.

Teak also complied politely.

Oda Sakunosuke actually has a good impression of Yuki. It is not a good memory for the two of them to meet back then, but the child's intelligence left a deep impression on him.

Odasaku did listen to Yuki's words at the time, and submitted the application, and was rushed into the skills training class by the foundation.Different from regular schools, this kind of training class has a half-day class system, and the content learned is not something for serious exams. After talking about all kinds of common sense, it starts to talk about some practical things.

It sounds good, and the foundation is willing to continue to support him. Oda Saku took the class for almost two years, and fell in love with literature during the period.

As a result, he missed the most chaotic time of the former leader.

Mr. Killer carefully tasted the information of Nakaya Teak, and compared it with the information of Nakahara Yukiko. He didn't know whether the other party was kind or unintentional, but Oda Saku accepted his love.

In the evening, Oda Saku came over and invited Chuya Yuki to have dinner with him.

Teak obediently sat in his room, watching him busy in the kitchen.

Mr. Killer can actually cook!

Teak looked at the boy in his apron and was very surprised.

A few of their boys would also go into the kitchen to help out, but they couldn't count on cooking or anything like that.

Teak can also order simple dishes, such as fried rice with eggs, Chinese dishes such as tomato and eggs, and rice balls. Zhongyeni, Xiaobaihu, and Xiaoheilang are really... kitchen terminators.

Especially the impatient guy Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who always likes to open fire, and everything is black charcoal.

Originally, Odasaku didn't prepare so many dishes, so he made his favorite curry directly at night.

When seeing curry rice served on the table again, Yuki couldn't laugh or cry, "Mr. Oda really likes curry."

"I like it." Oda is not shy about his favorite food, "I have to eat curry at least three times a week to feel comfortable."

When two people eat, they don't pay much attention to anything, and they are quite comfortable chatting while eating.

"Don't call me Oda-san all the time," Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help being distressed when he heard "Oda-san" again, "Only you can call me so formally, it's a bit...not used to."

Yuki was squinting his eyes and eating curry rice happily, when he heard this, he turned his face sideways, "Oda Ni?"

It's hard to say anything else, calling my brother and sister teak has always been very sweet.

Oda scratched the back of his head, "Okay."

Born as an orphan, Oda Sakunosuke, who has no close friends so far because of his occupation, is called "Oda Ni" for the first time.

"Which department did Yuki work in?"

Chuya Yuki bit the spoon, and said slightly distressed: "The Ministry of Intelligence."

Oda was startled.

The intelligence department has always been the most important of all departments, even surpassing the finance department in importance, and has always been firmly grasped by the leader.

After careful calculation, this matter is actually part of the transaction between Chuya Teak and Mori Ogai. Those lambs who have not yet grown up alone cannot give Zhongyeni a direct ticket for cadres.

According to Mori Ogai's original idea, he wanted to bring in teak and work for a few years, but teak disagreed.

For a suspicious person like Mori Ogai, he or Chuyeni is fine. The two of them are under him at the same time, and they are still in two important departments. I am afraid that the leader can only sleep if he has to be stared at every day. up.

In the end, the two sides took a step back. Teak came to rectify the intelligence department of the port mafia, and went to South America to investigate the anomalies there. Zhong Yuanzhong also directly studied under the current cadres for a period of time before being promoted.

With Dazai Osamu, the leader's favorite witness, at the front, Chuya Chuya's sky is not a big wave.

At any rate, Chuyeni's force is extraordinary, and Dazai Osamu is completely convincing people with wisdom.

Oda Sakunosuke was completely unaware of the twists and turns, and he asked a little strangely: "Then is it okay for you to come and go with me like this?"

As an intelligence agent, the most taboo thing is to be suspected by the superiors.

"No problem." Teak didn't care, "If there is a problem, I won't live here anymore."

If one dares to say it, the other really dares to believe it.

After Odasaku listened, he really put the matter behind him.

When I went to work the next day, the two still walked together.

The intelligence department has always been mysterious, and Oda Sakunosuke just led Chuya Yuki to the gate of the port building and left.He had other work to do himself.

With a naive, cute, weak and innocent face, Teak walked around the green area of ​​the Port Mafia, scattered some Humulus seeds, and touched the Intelligence Department.

The two black-clothed security guards at the door were strong and tall, and they didn't seem to be soft-hearted when facing the teak that only reached his waist. They waited for Teak to slowly take out his work card and read it carefully before letting him in.

After passing through a long corridor, Teak arrived at the door marked "Intelligence Department".

With the former leader, the old man, the entire port mafia is like a sieve that has been pierced through, and there are everyone in it.

As far as Xiao Ding, the newly appointed teak, knows, the current port mafia already includes the military, the king, and the largest invisible organization among the contractors, and there are more other smaller messy ones. up.

The upper layer is still stable, and the middle and lower layers are like fishing nets.

If Mori Ogai takes over for another half a year, the port mafia will not be worthy of its name.

Little Teak knocked on the door politely three times, and waited for the response from the people inside before pushing the door open.

The intelligence department here is not as mysterious as the outside world imagined. It is just a volume of books filled with "garbled codes" and three desks.

Someone was already sitting at the office on the left side. A young man with big round glasses and dark green hair was working at his desk. He heard the sound of the door opening but there was no follow-up for a long time before the young man raised his head.

He hesitated and said, "You... how are you?"

"Hello." Yuki said with a smile, "I'm Nakano Yuki, who joined the job today. Please give me your advice from seniors in the future!"

Very perfunctorily changed his last name.

The young man immediately stood up, frowning inwardly but still with a serious look on his face, "I am Ango Sakaguchi who is currently stationed here, please give me your advice."

The young people with high moral standards have begun to shout in their hearts: Now the port mafia has not spared even child labor? !

The author has something to say: CP finally came out to yo.

relieved.

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By the way,

Mr. Mori thought: let Dazai and Yuki meet, there will be a love at first sight (bushi)

The result was completely avoided by teak.

Teak: black mud essence?Goodbye, farewell, no need. (reject triple)