The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

Different from the succinct and clear official name of Japan's Supernatural Secret Service Division, China's organization that manages supernatural beings has a far-reaching name-Zhuzi Baijia.

Mori Ogai used Chinese when he pronounced these words, the pronunciation is very standard, and the words are correct and round.

When the past that he least wanted to be mentioned in his heart was exposed to the sun, Anonymous felt like being struck by lightning.

"You obviously have the ability to escape from Estoraneo's control, but you have not acted for a long time, and you came to Japan after the family was destroyed. Jun Jun, can I guess that you are restricted from entering the country?" Mori Ogai Meaningful and authentic, his eyes never left the boy's face.

"No." Unnamed suddenly raised his head, and his clean eyebrows and eyes were stained with hostility at some point.The ferocious expression made the dark pupils a little colder, like a stray beast facing its natural enemies.What is defended is not only life, but also the honor of belonging to this ethnic group.

"I was not deported."

Word by word, cadence.

Seeing this, Mori Ogai's eyes darkened, and then he showed a gentle smile. This small movement instantly broke the almost stagnant air. "I apologize to you, Jun Jun, please forgive my rudeness."

In a sense, he left voluntarily.

When people come into contact with the first fairy tale book in their childhood, most children will yearn for that beautiful and dreamy world.But as we grow older, we will realize that there are various interpretations of fairy tales.This change in concept is often inseparable from the gradual enrichment of human experience and the environment in which we grow up. After all, it is a conclusion driven by subjective consciousness, especially at a sensitive and thoughtful age.

He doesn't regret the choices he made, and he can give up anything in order to live.

While his thoughts were churning, Anonymous seemed to see the principal's compassionate and insightful eyes.In addition to this heavy identity, the other party is also his adoptive father.The anger that had nowhere to vent gradually dissipated, and his rationality returned.

"What exactly does the leader want to know?" Anonymous asked indifferently. "As long as it is a question that does not violate the principle, I can answer it."

"In addition to Dazai-kun and Oda-kun, there is also an intelligence officer named Ango Sakaguchi among the recent losses in the organization," Mori Ogai said.

Anonymous quickly remembered who this person was, an important member who disappeared when Mimic appeared.

Mori Ogai said again: "He

His true identity is a spy placed inside the organization by the Supernatural Secret Service Section. "

"..."

Anonymous finally figured it out, the immediate boss went around such a big circle just to confirm whether he joined the port mafia with ulterior motives, in case a spy from another country popped up... the potential risk is completely different from that of Ango Sakaguchi sent by the Supernatural Secret Service level.Then contact the defection of the cadre Osamu Dazai, maybe there is also the meaning of beating.If one day in the future he returns to China privately and never returns, even though the port mafia is powerful in Japan, they must not easily cross the border to deal with a traitor.

"You worry too much." Anonymous bowed. "Within the limited freedom, I will dedicate all my loyalty to you."

This is the end of the mysterious conversation, and this is also the last day of Anonymous as the leader of the guard.

……

The next day, Nakahara Nakaya, who had been on a business trip for half a month, finally returned to Yokohama. After submitting the mission report to the leader, he took the elevator to the floor where his office was located.When passing by Oda Shinichi's room, someone complained from behind the door that he would never go on duty on the top floor again.

"Mr. Oda, I'd rather be on the field! I swear!"

"...You didn't say that two days ago."

"One moment, another moment, people's hearts have changed since ancient times."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand and knocked on the half-hidden door, and waited for two seconds before walking in.

"Want to go out to work? Satisfy you."

As soon as Mr. Hat with an aura of [-] meters appeared, the air in the room froze instantly.The helplessness that has not faded still hangs on Oda Shinichi's face, giving people a sense of sight of an old father.And the anonymous posture lying on the sofa freezes into a shameful Ω, exactly like a three-year-old begging for candy.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Could it be that I have been away for more than a whole year? !

Unknown's cheeks felt hot, and he slowly left the sofa, not forgetting to smooth out the crumpled coat in the process.

"Welcome back, Mr. Nakahara."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, and his eyes paused for a moment on the neckline of the boy.

Anonymous lowered his head subconsciously, only to see a small strand of hair getting into the inside of the collar at some point.No wonder he felt that the skin on the collarbone was itchy, so he quickly pulled out his hair and stood at attention. "Hey, when did Mr. Nakahara return to Yokohama?"

"Early this morning." After speaking, Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned and walked out the door. "Follow."

Anonymous looked sideways at Oda Shinichi, but the other party gave him a look of helplessness, and then continued to process the documents at hand.

……we agreed

We share weal and woe!

Oda Shinichi said he never said that.

The listless Anonymous walked out of the office step by step. When he thought of his workaholic boss waiting next door, he seemed to see a gallows not far away. The poor young man living in a foreign country was about to be executed. prisoner.

Although there was a lot of time deliberately delayed, no amount of speed could change the fact that Chuya Zhongya's office was only a few steps away.When Anonymous entered, the owner of the office was already sitting on the armchair behind the long table, and the pair of clear blue eyes under the brim of the hat locked him precisely.

"...Is the business trip going well? Mr. Zhongyuan."

"Ah." Zhongyuan Zhong also narrowed his eyes slightly, his chin resting on his right hand wearing a black leather glove.Perhaps because he returned to a familiar place, his posture seemed to relax a lot.The fierce aura was restrained, and the legs were casually folded together. "Why, don't you go lie down on the sofa?"

Anonymous blinked his eyes, silently approached the leather sofa he was thinking about, and then lay down instantly.Hey~, it's still more comfortable for Xiaohong to sleep.

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave a 'tsk', and then turned his gaze to the expensive red wine on the table.A cobalt blue ribbon was tied near the mouth of the bottle, and a small square card was hung on the ribbon.

The crooked Japanese took up three whole lines, only the two square characters on the signature were written smartly and elegantly.

"You sent it?"

"Does Mr. Zhongyuan like it?" Anonymous asked without answering, because his voice sounded a bit muffled because he was lying down.

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly expressed his attitude with actions, and the red wine was carefully put into the drawer.It is the brand he often drinks, but the year is still relatively new.Considering that this guy's current assets are only the three months salary advanced, this gift is worthy enough to be called precious.

"Thanks."

Anonymous frowned, and put his arms behind his head. "It's fine if you like it. By the way, a lot of unexpected situations happened in the organization during your business trip."

"I already know." Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled coldly, his blue eyes stained with murderous intent were like the deep sea with dark tides.

"Sooner or later, I will execute that traitor."