The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was reviewing documents in the office, also suddenly heard a slight movement, very much like the sound made by someone's balancing car sliding on the ground.His hand holding the pen paused, then he looked up at the door.A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

"Mr. Zhongyuan, good evening." Unknown raised the paper bag in front of him. "I brought you a cup of coffee, cold brew without ice, no milk and no sugar."

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his eyes slightly, which is his habit. "Thanks."

Anonymous smiled, and closed the door behind him.The layout of this office is exactly the same as before, the only difference is that the area has become larger and the decoration style is very similar.The sofa he liked was still where it was, next to the French windows.He took a few steps forward and took the coffee out of the paper bag, together with the straw and the paper towel.

"Would you like to take a break first?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was almost 09:30.

"Ah." He took the coffee and lifted the lid of the paper cup without touching the straw. "How did you come here?"

As soon as Anonymous left the hospital, the person in charge of monitoring immediately notified Chuya Zhongyuan.Although the anonymous status of the supernatural ability did not disturb anyone, the mobile phone on his body revealed his location.The parties involved are well aware of this.He can choose to throw the mobile phone with the locator in the hospital, and use 'forgotten' as an excuse afterwards to get away with it, and even let the mobile phone 'accidentally' fall into the toilet.But he didn't do that, but 'reported' his current whereabouts to the organization at any time as usual.

"Can't sleep." Unknown curled his lips, even he thought he was joking when he said this.According to his work and rest schedule, he must ensure 1 hours of adequate sleep every day, even if he loses even one minute.In order to cooperate with him, Oda Shinichi explained the importance of this matter to colleagues in other departments in the early stage.

Sure enough, Zhongyuan Zhong also immediately showed an expression of "did I hear it wrong".He took a sip of the ice-cold coffee. The aroma of the coffee beans was extracted slowly to preserve the purest taste, and the bitterness left on the tip of the tongue was even more fascinating.

"Tell me, what trouble did you get into again?"

"No, no, yes!" Unknown puffed his cheeks and retorted word by word. "I have been staying in the hospital for the past few days, and Dr. Takahashi has obediently cooperated with all the examinations listed. I know that my sudden disappearance has caused everyone a lot of trouble, but I really can't remember what happened. "

Several fragmentary fragments flashed through Nakahara Chuya's mind, including bringing back the comatose boy from the sea a few months ago, and the aggrieved face of the boy when he was locked in the prison.

"Yi, you are too careless, this world is not as simple as you think."

Anonymous was startled. "You mean?"

"When I found you, the time displayed on your phone was still three months ago." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a sip of coffee and continued. "The Ministry of Intelligence analyzed the data in a certain way, and concluded that it was not caused by external forces. You have been missing for three full months, and the organization can't find any information. People who can do this Never leave such an obvious loophole, do you know what that means?"

"Three o'clock." Unknown raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "First, the other party has a huge power and scientific research technology far surpassing the port mafia, which is a provocation. Second, the person who took me away has special abilities, which is also a provocation. Third, it is not human, and its purpose is unknown."

"You're right." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the paper cup into the trash can and folded his hands. "The key point of this accident is whether they are targeting an organization or an individual. If there is a problem with your identity, 'time stagnation' will cause unnecessary trouble. Although there is no definite evidence, I don't like to doubt my subordinates .Besides... this world does have existences that deviate from the norm."

"Are you willing to believe me?" Anonymous tilted his head with a smile.

Zhong Yuanzhong also answered in this way: If you betray, I will kill you with my own hands.

As if a real murderous intent was spreading in this office, Anonymous restrained his smile, and the face that had a bright smile just a moment ago was gradually covered by indifference.He looked down at the distorted shadow on the floor, and for the first time in his life, he understood what longing was.

This person is both strong and gentle. Obviously most people have regarded him as the second Dazai Osamu, but the other party took over this trouble by personally "interrogating".Because he is his subordinate, he must take full responsibility, even if he is really a traitor, he should have the beginning and end.

Not only that, it is difficult for others to find the dishonorable side of human nature in Zhongye.The only evil probably stems from his identity - an out-and-out mafia with countless lives in his hands.

Anonymous suddenly spoke. "Can I stay?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the documents on the table again. "Go back to bed."

"But I don't have any clothes to wear, so I'll be cold."

"what?!"

So Anonymous explained his plan a little bit, and Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed his forehead with a headache. "Tsk, take care of yourself."

"Then I won't bother you." A vivid expression appeared on Unknown's face again, and he pushed open the door of the adjacent room with ease, and took out a light coffee-colored blanket from inside, which had completely become his property. .

The happy teenager took off his coat and wrapped himself like a caterpillar, kicked off his shoes and occupied the maroon sofa.The unique smell of softener lingered in his nostrils, and he felt drowsy unconsciously.

Mr. Nakahara = humanoid sleeping pills?

Anonymous chuckled and took out a blindfold and put it on, good night.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Are you well prepared?

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The next day, Anonymous, who was awakened by the biological clock, walked into the matching lounge with his messy hair in a daze.Leap over the two-meter-wide bed and head straight for the bathroom.

As a result, at the door, I ran into Nakahara Chuya who had just come out, and there were still a few drops of crystal water dripping from the hair on both sides of the other's cheeks, and he suddenly became sober.

"Mr. Nakahara?"

"Well, the toiletries are in the cabinet, take them yourself." Zhongyuan Zhong also bypassed Anonymous, holding a paper bag in his hand, which contained clothes that his subordinates would send for dry cleaning later.

"...Have you been up all night?" Unknown looked back, the big bed not far away obviously had no signs of sleeping.

"No, I squinted in the office for a while. I went to the restaurant for breakfast, how about you?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked symbolically, after all, Anonymous has only been to the restaurant on the fifth floor once so far.

"No, I have nutritional supplements." Anonymous's answer was still the same, and after he finished washing, he went to Oda Shinichi's office next door.As Chuya Nakahara's assistant, this calm young man is also a standard workaholic, and basically has no other leisure and entertainment.

It was only ten past eight o'clock when Anonymous knocked on the door, but there were already people inside.

"Are you back?" Shinichi Oda was leaning against the file cabinet to read the documents with a cup of steaming coffee in his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Oda." Anonymous smiled apologetically. "I'm causing you trouble."

Oda Shinichi moved two steps to the side, "Just come back."

Anonymous walked over and took a tube of nutritional supplements and drank it, "Then I won't bother you, I'll go and see what Mr. Zhong Yuan has ordered."

Shin Oda turned his head to one side, his gray pupils were a little scrutinizing.After a while, he said softly: "Don't let him down, Jun Jun."

"Ah." Anonymous smiled, turned and left.

He didn't receive any work for the whole morning, and Anonymous, who was suddenly free, ended his one-hour catch-up sleep.Bored, he huddled on the sofa, and the Central Plains not far away was still processing various reports submitted by his subordinates, most of which required his signature.

Being promoted to a cadre brings not only money and power, but also more documents that need to be reviewed, and even part of the organization and management matters for the leader.

Anonymous, who realized this, suddenly felt that the position of cadre was not as attractive as he had imagined. Mr. Oda was obviously very efficient at work, and as a result, Zhong Yuanzhong seemed to be busier than before.

Tsk, no matter what you think, it's the leader's fault!

The vibration of the mobile phone interrupted his rant, and Anon took the small machine out of his pocket.

Wow, it turned out to be a private conversation request from 'Froghead' in the chat room.

Click Accept.

A boy with a frog head doesn't dream of a prince (pseudo): U sauce, what do you think of Mianji?

Anonymous was startled, and immediately replied to the other party.

'Thank you for the invitation, but declined. '

'Ah, what a pity.But I can only regret to inform you that this matter has been decided. '

Anonymous sent three question marks in the past, what does it mean to have decided?With whom did you decide?

'U sauce is now a member of the port mafia, right? '

'...'

'Don't be afraid, me is not a good person anyway, since everyone is standing in the villain camp and contributing to the cause of the mafia, the friendship between companies is normal~. '

- sober up!Mafia fellowship?How is this normal!

Anonymous quickly edited a message blankly.

'You investigated me? '

'It wasn't me who did it, a man named Liudaokui sold your information to the godfather in Italy. ps, although this information is only a revised version ten years ago. '

Anonymous narrowed his eyes slightly, his black pupils exuded an icy chill. '...you can still be friends if you speak clearly. '

'It's white, he knows you.This man is scary, he has a little three, four, five, and six in his head... little n. Fran, who was far away in Italy, held the mobile phone and let Belphegor stick the knife all over his frog hood.

"Hee hee hee~, are you tipping off the news? Stinky frog."

Fran didn't even look up. "I don't think this is tipping off, senior."

Belphegor was playing with the sharp knife, his eyes covered by his bangs revealed a bloodthirsty red light. "It's more interesting to kill it~, that brat."

Fran complained expressionlessly: "...Evidently senior is already very old, but he still hasn't graduated from the second year of middle school."

Then he was poked all over his body with a knife again.

unknown: 'Friends are exhausted. '

Well, the heart was also pierced, and Fran thought he could salvage it.

'Wait--I can't reveal too much, anyway, your name was stamped with the 'extremely dangerous' red stamp in Vongola's confidential archives ten years ago! '

Anonymous sat up abruptly, this move attracted Chuya Chuya's attention. '...Vongola?The world's top mafia family?Headquartered in Sicily, it is the core of the Italian mafia alliance. Vongola, whose assets, scale, power, and prestige are all top-notch? '

'Yes, although you didn't ask, I currently serve as the Mist Guardian of Balian. '

'Please give me more advice, Jun Yi. '

Anonymous almost exploded. 'Are you Fran the illusionist? ! '

'【No, sir.jpg】'

'Liu Dao Mu is your master. 'Anonymous poked the phone screen fiercely.

'No, I don't know the pineapple-headed monster.I have received a business trip to Yokohama and will leave in three days. ' Fran refused to admit it, and immediately changed the subject.

'Do you need help purchasing special products?The Parma ham was not bad. '

(this message has been retracted)

Anonymous took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the irritability in his heart. '...I don't have a penis anymore, do I? '

'Yes. '

Immediately afterwards, Fran entered such a line of words.

'Because your existence threatens the world. '

The author has something to say: As long as I work hard enough, I will get closer and closer to receiving the document!

↑The salted fish that has climbed the wall while filling the pit.