[Comprehensive] My hair is all over the world

Isn't he stressed recently because of you and Dazai? !

Sora Hair Shota hurriedly prevented the other party from reaching out to his braided hand like a curious baby, but in the end it was still a step too late.Why... because this guy actually cheated with his abilities! !The moment his fingers touched his hair, a long silver-white hair was pulled down by his gravity.

"Ah, I said, don't be nervous." Nakahara Nakaya held a white hair in his hand, "I didn't pull out all of them. Look, there is only one."

"Only one?!" Sora Shota's tone changed, "Do you still want to pull it all out?"

Every hair of his is precious, right? ? !

"Don't be so stingy, you have so much hair." Zhongya took that hair and looked at it carefully, but found nothing special, so he put it in the breast pocket of his shirt casually: "I just want to get it Go home and see if it glows at night."

"!!" Kong Maoxiang was too speechless, why did he want to take it home and use it as a light bulb?It's his hair, not a filament, but he can't do anything to him, he can only watch his hair leave him and follow another man.

"Okay, I'm leaving." Zhong also waved his hands in satisfaction, picked up his coat and hat and left the restaurant.

"..."

"Oh, by the way..." He turned around halfway, "I put the money into your takeaway account, including those tables and chairs... Well, that's it, thank you for the hospitality."

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt ominous when he woke up and found that he was sleeping on the dining table with most of his clothes off. Sure enough, when he looked up, the restaurant was in a mess.He was really embarrassed, this seemed to be the second time that Hong Kong gangsters had ruined each other's restaurant... So he blushed and ran away.

When Sora Shota heard this, he didn't care about the other party's departure, so he took out his mobile phone and checked his account. Sure enough, a sum of money came in 10 minutes ago.

He clicked on it and saw... ten million, one hundred thousand, one million, one thousand... There are actually 1000 million! !

What kind of Hong Kong gangster is this, this is obviously a money-giving angel! !

Sora Shota couldn't remember his white hair, he had forgotten it long ago, only the long series of numbers in his eyes, he counted back and forth several times, 1000 million was right.

At this moment, he suddenly felt the power of money, so powerful.Why not let him drink anymore?Nothing.What kind of drunken maniac is playing a concert while taking off in front of him?It's okay, as long as you don't take off his clothes.

Kong Maoxiang put down his phone too excitedly, went to the computer and turned on the surveillance video in the restaurant.What was playing in it was the song and dance show where the boss got drunk and danced last night. Originally, he thought that if the other party didn't compensate him for his desk and chair money, he would exchange this shameful video.It seems that it is unnecessary now... Shota Sora was about to click delete, but stopped in the next second.

Do you want to keep it?In fact, the other party sang quite nicely, and the writhing waist is also quite slender and pretty, let alone looking at it like this now... It's a pity to delete it.

Kong Maoxiang hesitated for a moment, and finally not only didn't delete it, but even saved it in his mobile phone by mistake.

Then he opened the address book and found the merchant who purchased the table and chairs, and proudly ordered a better set that he was not willing to buy, and then placed an order for a bunch of luxury ingredients and kitchen utensils.Then, just as he was about to turn off the screen in satisfaction, an email suddenly came into his phone.

It was sent by Ango Sakaguchi from the Supernatural Special Affairs Division. This guy never dared to appear in front of him after hearing the supernatural power he made up. The two have been communicating by email.

At this moment, Sora Hair Shota clicked on the email and saw that there was a task for him.The other party asked him to go to the airport early tomorrow morning to pick up a man named Ayatsuji Xingren.

Kong Maoxiang raised his eyebrows too much, and looked down again.

In the email, I briefly introduced that this person is a very powerful detective. He came here because the Secret Service Division received a commission from a high-level government official, so he was invited to come to Yokohama to investigate the case.

In fact, it didn't need to be so troublesome to invite people here, but Edogawa Ranpo of the Armed Detective Agency happened to be away from Yokohama, and this important government official had a very tough attitude and asked them to solve the matter as quickly as possible. The Secret Service had no choice but to send him over.

Do you want to do the reception yourself?Sora Shota, who didn't know why, finally saw the last paragraph of the email.It turns out that this man named Ayatsuji Xingren is a "special A-level dangerous supernatural being", who has the title of "murder detective". He is extremely dangerous and needs to be monitored 24 hours a day.

Sakaguchi Ango finally emphasized in the email that he believes that only "special A-level dangerous supernatural powers" can fight against "special A-level dangerous supernatural powers", so he believes that Shota Sora has the ability to take this position and be close to the opponent during the investigation. Monitor and assist the other party to solve the case as soon as possible.

Wait... What does it mean that only a "special A-level dangerous ability user" can fight against a "special A-level dangerous ability user"?Are his powers dangerous? ?

Shota Sora deeply doubted what kind of image he was in Ango Sakaguchi's heart.Since you are afraid of baldness, you should go to bed earlier and work less overtime, it has nothing to do with him!He's so dangerous at A-level, he hasn't even killed a single person!The worst thing I've ever done is sneaking into someone's office in the middle of the night to steal a wig and blowing up the other's wine cabinet, okay?

Sora Hair Shota turned off his phone speechlessly, he decided to go to that dangerous world again at night to find the second strand of hair.But whether it goes well or not, he still has to go to the airport to pick him up early tomorrow morning.

At this time, in the office of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Ango Sakaguchi, who had worked overtime all night, touched his hairline, and his heart sank.

I hope everything will go well when Ayatsuji comes over tomorrow. Recently, I have experienced the "book" being stolen and the secret agent disappearing. I have been very busy. I didn't expect that a robbery that should be handed over to the ordinary police would require their special affairs department to take action. Because the deceased was a relative of a high-ranking official in the government.

Ango Sakaguchi rubbed his temples with a headache, picked up the coffee at hand and drank it down, and continued to work hard. It's not easy to be a civil servant.

Suddenly a piece of music rings in the room, Ango picks up the phone and sees that it is Dazai.

"Hey Dazai? You're actually calling me... Well, Shota Sora, yes, he's a non-staff member of our Secret Service now... Well I see, the loss of the "Book" is indeed related to him , I will send you his information later. "

So a few minutes later, Osamu Dazai opened the file he had just sent, staring at the big word "bald" in the superpower column above, and fell into deep thought silently.

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At night, Shota Sora, who didn't know that his official ability name was leaked, lay down on the bed early after eating and taking a shower.As usual, he slowly closed his eyes and activated his ability to come to another world.

But what he didn't know was that his white hair that was left there actually lit up little by little in the opponent's shirt pocket, instantly lighting up the whole room.

As a result, Nakahara Nakaya, who was sleeping comfortably on the leather sofa in the Hong Kong-Hei Building, found himself lying in a pile of garbage when he opened his eyes.

"Finks, go and inform the leader that you encountered the same outsider as last time."

Fei Tan, who has been waiting here, narrowed his long and narrow eyes coldly looking at the man who was as short as himself on the garbage dump.

Lying in the rubbish dump with a dazed expression on his face, Zhong Ye thought he was dreaming:? ?