The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

What kind of existence is Lu Chi?

Shinichi Oda: Thank you for the invitation.The definition of Lu Chi can be summed up as a person who has no sense of direction, and it can also be understood as letting go.Lu Chi is not scary, the scary thing is that I have no awareness of it.

On the second day after Unnamed was discharged from the hospital, he went to the company full of energy. It stands to reason that he could reach the company within a 5-minute drive by riding a balance bike in 15 minutes at the slowest time. As a result, he spent almost half an hour on the street.The five iconic buildings were clearly within sight, but they couldn't get close to them, which reminded him of the legendary mirage.

Seeing that he was about to be late, Anonymous took out his mobile phone and called Oda Shinichi.

"Good morning, Mr. Oda."

"I heard that Japanese Onmyoji are very good at using enchantments."

"Has the headquarters invited experts in this field?"

"No?"

"Then why I can see the company building, but keep circling in circles?"

Oda Shinichi was making coffee for himself in the tea room next to the office. He accidentally shook his hand when he heard Anonymous' sincere doubts, and the sudden increase in sugar cubes in the cup almost made the coffee overflow.

"...Open the phone map and pay attention to the navigation prompts."

Anonymous was stunned for a moment, and an unbelievable thought popped up. "Mr. Oda, do you mean that I might be a road idiot?"

The corner of Oda Shinichi's mouth twitched slightly: "...you ask me?"

Anonymous silently hung up the phone and turned on the navigation.

Five minutes later, he stepped on a balance car and appeared downstairs in the headquarters building.

He slid into the hall along the barrier-free ramp and successfully passed the identity check inside the door. The nearby guards on duty cast surprised glances when they saw his means of transportation.

In the past few days, Dazai seems to have gotten a balance bike like this, even the model is exactly the same!

Wait... Are those gloves the same style as the Central Plains quasi-cadres?

Everyone looked at each other, whose subordinate is this young man?

When the unknown figure disappeared behind the elevator door, one of the little ghosts motioned for his companion to come over. "Maybe Shuanghei is robbing people, maybe it's the Shura field, the Shura field."

Noticing the small movements among his subordinates, the leading captain turned his head and glared at them. "You want to have your wages deducted?"

If it was a normal situation, Anonymous would probably be able to detect something wrong with the way his colleagues looked at him, but now, he is recalling his life in the past 15 years.

How could I be a road idiot? !

This unscientific

!!!

With this thought in mind, Anonymous flipped through his gradually fading memory, until Shinichi Oda's office was close at hand, and he finally remembered a little thing that he had thought about carefully and terrified.

As an orphan with unknown parents, because of his status as a person with innate abilities, the instruments of the National Ability Management Agency detected his existence, and Anonymous, who was about to starve to death in the wilderness, was taken back by one of the persons in charge.Surviving by luck, he went to a school that did not exist on the surface when he was six years old, and started a vigorous career as a scumbag.

As he grows older, the curious Anonymous invites a friend to skip class and go surfing the Internet. After successfully climbing over the wall, he realizes that he forgot to bring money.

'You just stand here, don't move around, I'll go back to the dormitory to get my wallet. '

Anonymous in the supernatural state was very flexible, and his little partner didn't have time to dissuade him, only touching the tip of a certain strange beast's tail.

By the way, my friend's ability is called Back View.

What happened next was classified as black history by Anonymous. He walked around the campus for almost 10 minutes, and then the physical education teacher fell from the sky.At that time, he had only one thought, it was too unkind to use spells on students!Copying the scriptures a hundred times is really terrible!

Yes, if there is no reminder from Oda Shinichi, he still believes that the physical education teacher used a formation with an effect similar to that of a ghost hitting a wall.

Thinking about it carefully, with his good looks and his poor physique of running to the school infirmary every three days, his student life was basically followed wherever he went.Even if I left the country later, the situation was similar.

Until today, he finally realized that he was a road idiot with zero sense of direction.

Sorry teacher, I misunderstood you!

Anonymous looked at the sky, no, the ceiling.No wonder he felt something was wrong, the shortest route from the company to the dormitory had no river at all!So bumping into Osamu Dazai and throwing himself into the river, no matter how you think about it, it's all Lu Chi's fault!

After entering the office, Anonymous went straight to Oda Shinichi's desk, with tears in his eyes and full of enthusiasm. "Mr. Oda, I want to marry Miss Navigator!"

Oda Shinichi sighed silently. "...you wake up, it's just an artificial intelligence."

Anonymous clutched his chest and slowly backed away. "How can you say that about her? Daochan has a soul, I can feel it! Mr. Oda, you have changed."

Um?Guide sauce?

Oda Shen pressed his temple tiredly, probably this is the so-called generation gap.

"Sorry, it was my fault. But I have to remind you, Jun Jun. The legal age of marriage for males in China should not be earlier than 22 years old. You are still a future

adult. "

Anonymous's pupils trembled, and his mind was in a mess for a while.He staggered and fell on the sofa, raised his head after half a minute of silence, and spoke in a firm and passionate tone. "She will definitely wait for me. We have privately agreed for life. On the wedding day, I will never send you an invitation card!"

Oda Shinichi: "..." As long as you are happy.

Seeing that Anonymous had returned to normal, Oda Shinichi got up and left the armchair, took out a stack of half-meter-high file folders from the filing cabinet at the back, and sent them to the coffee table in front of the boy. "Read all of this before you get off work. This is your job today."

Anonymous opened one of the books and found that the contents were about the transaction records of the Port Mafia and other organizations in the last six months.The list of goods includes guns/arms/ammunition/powder, individual heavy/fire/power weapons, antique jewelry and other profitable commodities.Not only does it have a clear flow of funds, but it even marks the distribution of power of the buyer and the evaluation of its organizational development.

...You are embarrassing this scumbag.

Anonymous bit the bullet and said: "I understand."

Then he watched it for 5 minutes and then curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Oda Shen took a specially prepared blanket to cover Anonymous. Although Nakahara had given him a vaccination before his business trip, and a certain person must sleep for at least fifteen hours a day, but the current situation is no matter how you think about it. Have a grudge against words.

He sat back in front of the computer again, opened the form named 'Monthly Plan' in the upper right corner of the desktop, and deleted all the arrangements involving paperwork.Maybe a suitable candidate has to be promoted from among the junior members, just like his job is to assist Nakahara Chuya, Anonymous also needs such a deputy.

For the next two days, Anonymous kept repeating the painful process of "reading the data-second sleep-wake up and continue reading" in Oda Shinichi's office.Oda Shinichi asked two targeted questions, but all he could remember was the name of the organization and the faces of important members.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Oda." Anonymous sincerely apologized to the young man. He couldn't do anything about these boring words. "You can arrange other tasks for me, and I promise to complete them satisfactorily!"

Oda Shen turned his head and glanced at Anonymous who was lying dejectedly on the coffee table, and the open file folder was pushed aside.The neat ponytail was messed up by the owner's overly unrestrained sleeping posture, and there were a few sleep marks formed by pressing the paper on the white face.

Normally, if you don't work overtime, the off-duty time is six o'clock, and now it's five forty.

Shinichi Oda closes his laptop

Brain, picked up the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair. "You go back first, have a good rest at night, recharge your energy, and you will have a new job tomorrow."

"Great!" Anonymous cheered and rearranged the folder.After finishing all this, he waved to Oda Shinichi and left the office.

First unlock the Ferrari placed in the corner of the corridor, and then take the elevator to the lobby on the first floor.He didn't care about the probing eyes of others, and as soon as he got out of the car, he calmly took out his mobile phone and summoned his dear Daojiang.

According to the prompt of the female voice, Anonymous came to the main street smoothly.Just as he was thinking about whether to add milk or eggs to the white rice porridge for dinner, he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

The young man in a sand-colored long coat walked out of the convenience store with steady steps, holding an unopened pack of cigarettes in his right hand.

At this time, there is still a short period of time before the off-duty rush hour, but because this area is a prime location, even on weekdays, there are still many pedestrians coming and going on both sides of the street.The reason why I can notice the existence of Oda Sakunosuke is because the other party's height is too eye-catching in the crowd.

Anonymous wants to speed up but is hindered by his poor driving skills. If he accidentally bumps into someone, it will increase Mr. Oda's workload.Besides, with his small body, if he didn't use his abilities, he might have to go to the hospital to lie down for a few days.

After such a delay, Oda Sakunosuke had already turned into another alley.

Anonymous hurried so as not to let the opponent's figure disappear from sight. The sparsely populated alley is suitable for drag racing.

Rush!

"Mr. Oda—wait for me!"

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly turned his head, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.His memory is not bad, and seeing this young man from a foreign country again after a few days, a somewhat strange name naturally popped up in his mind.

Anonymous, a Chinese/Chinese brought into the organization by a quasi-cadre from the Central Plains.The physical condition is extremely bad. The choice of joining the mafia is tantamount to embracing death. It is the perfect physique that people dream of.

The second half of the sentence is the original words of Osamu Dazai.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. Thank you very much for the last time." Anonymous expressed his gratitude immediately after the car stopped. "If you don't mind, I would like to treat you to dinner."

Oda Sakunosuke politely refused, and what he did was at the behest of Dazai.

But Anonymous didn't think so, and his clear black eyes instantly dimmed a bit. "That's it..."

Considering that eating at the same table with him is not a good experience, he proposed another option. "I heard that Japan has a

The habit of having a drink after work, why don't I treat you to a drink?Disperse after drinking, no entanglement! "

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, then nodded in response.If he refuses again, it is estimated that the boy will always think about returning the favor.

"Do you have a store you often go to? I just came to Yokohama not long ago, and I'm not very familiar with the surrounding area." Anonymous asked tentatively.

"Yes, I'll lead the way." In fact, Oda Sakunosuke was planning to go to Lupin's Tavern.

"Okay! I've never been to this kind of place. Minors are not allowed to enter bars in China. I wonder if there are similar regulations here?"

"That store is fine."

"That's great~ It's a pity that I can't drink alcohol. If I provide milk, I can clink glasses with you."

Hearing the expectation in the boy's tone, Oda Sakunosuke's expression softened a lot.

- is a good boy.