The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

As a large number of cargo boxes were gradually pushed into the warehouse, clear marks were left on the concrete floor.No one talked at the scene, only the footsteps of people in black suits walking, the sound of pulleys rubbing against the ground, and the steady and powerful breathing.They are members of the port mafia who are responsible for the handover of goods, and they have long been familiar with this aspect of work.Unloading, handling, guarding, all matters are arranged in an orderly manner.

As time passed, the two freighters gradually floated up, and the waterlines were almost the same.

The man standing near the pier held a lighted cigarette under his fingertips, and the scarlet fire was particularly eye-catching in this gloomy winter.He was tall and dressed in a crisp suit.His expression is indifferent and his nose is hooked.The age is not more than 30 years old, with a clean short hair.

"Have you finished moving?" the man asked suddenly.

"Yes, Mr. Ishihara." The subordinate standing behind him replied respectfully.

Ishihara Ryosuke's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the mechanical watch worn on his left hand. There was a crescent moon on the low-key dial.The hour hand points to ten, and the minute hand is just at six. "Who is responsible for acceptance, why hasn't it come yet?"

The subordinate was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly. "It's the new cadre candidate, Sir Anonymous."

Ishihara Ryosuke narrowed his eyes slightly, and some information about Anonymous immediately appeared in his mind. A 17-year-old Chinese/Chinese, brought back to the port mafia by Zhongya Zhongya.He has been in and out of the hospital frequently, and there were rumors of 'defecting' some time ago.He is a sick child with a weak physique, but extremely powerful abilities.

Never met, but not to be underestimated.

About 2 minutes later, Anonymous who led the three junior members arrived late.Including the driver, four people just filled one car.

The boy wrapped in a bun was stepping on a Lamborghini, and his winter gear almost covered his entire face.Goggles, cashmere scarf, and masks, only revealing a little bit of fair skin.Driving the balance bike, he kept a distance of no more than five meters from his subordinates who were walking on foot. The three who followed him were all dressed in suits and sunglasses, and their right hands naturally hung on the outside of their thighs.Once they encounter a crisis situation, they will immediately pull out the pistol/gun attached to their waist.

Looking at the five or six extinguished cigarette butts under the man's feet, Anonymous, who had stopped the segway, scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting." After being blocked by the mask and neck, his voice sounded muffled.

"You worry too much." Ishihara Ryosuke stood up from the ground, saluted Anonymous, and his subordinates behind him did the same. "The goods have just been put into storage, less than 3 minutes."

Anonymous nodded, he deliberately calculated the time before starting, and the estimated error was not more than 5 minutes. "Gone now? I'll get over it as soon as possible, and I hope I don't cause trouble for everyone."

"Please come with me." Ishihara Ryosuke made a 'please' gesture.

A group of six people quickly passed through the driveway surrounded by artificial trees. Anonymous had been here more than once.The woody plants planted nearby belong to deciduous trees, and when winter comes, there is only a bare branch left, which looks particularly desolate.

What was shipped back to the country this time was a batch of expensive metals and minerals, which were used as one of the raw materials for making guns/arms to organize its military/fire factories.The reason for the high price is not because of the scarcity of production, but because the purchase channels are strictly controlled by the upper levels, and there are too many eyeliners.

All the people in charge of moving had dispersed, leaving only a few guards standing at the entrance of the warehouse, waiting in full force.Ryosuke Ishihara said hello and stepped forward to enter the access code.

The heavy iron door was slowly pushed open, and the harsh sound made Anonymous frowned.He parked the balance bike outside the door, and the result of wearing too much was bloated and inconvenient to move.When he entered the house, Ishihara Ryosuke, who was one step ahead, had already removed the iron chain tied to the container and opened the second lock.

Anonymous thanked, then looked at the three subordinates. "You don't need to follow me, you guys can help with the acceptance too."

"Yes, Master Yi."

Anonymous pulled down the scarf, and then took off the mask.The surface of the pile of ore that appeared in front of him was dull in color, and it was inevitable that some potholes would be caused during the mining process, and gray-brown soil remained in some places.

Although he is essentially a scumbag, his grades in courses that have nothing to do with writing are good enough to be called excellent, including the classification of guns/machinery materials.

There is no problem with the item, the texture is consistent with the specimens I have seen, and the volume is consistent with the data recorded in the order.

After spending about half an hour, Anonymous finally completed all the tasks this time.Not to mention the technical content, mainly because the quantity purchased is too much.

When the warehouse door was locked again, Ryosuke Ishihara patted the dust off his cuffs, and turned to look at the yawning cadre candidate.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Yi."

Anonymous waved his hand and showed a friendly smile towards the man. "I just took a stroll around, so I won't disturb your work anymore. I have to go back to the office to report the situation to my boss and leave."

As the cold wind hit, he rubbed his reddened nose and put on his mask again. "let's go."

Three taciturn subordinates came forward to protect knowingly, their serious faces made it difficult to distinguish their emotions.

Until the figure of this pedestrian completely disappeared at the intersection, Ishihara Ryosuke moved his muscles a little, and the corner of his mouth evoked a contemptuous smile when he lowered his head.

... The naive brat is so easy to fool.

On the other side, the man who packed the segway for him was also sitting in the back seat of the black car when the tightly wrapped Anonymous got in.

After the hot air from the air conditioner started to take effect, the chilly boy took off the goggles that were covered with fog, and all the pretended drowsiness faded away.

"May I ask, do you smoke? How long have you been smoking?"

Driver: "13 years."

The man in the passenger seat: "15 years."

The one in the back seat is the most muscular and has a louder voice. "eighteen."

"I see." Anonymous narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "Which one is from the Intelligence Department?"

"It's me, Master Yi, you can call me Brownie."

Anonymous followed the prestige, and the sunglasses of the young man sitting in the passenger seat covered the upper half of his face, but it was not difficult to see that his complexion was indeed similar to light brown.As for why desserts... Who made the supernatural life forms of the leader like all kinds of sweets the most?

"Do you know that man just now? Just explain it briefly."

"Ryosuke Ishihara, 29 years old. He was born in Hakata District, Fukuoka Prefecture. He joined the organization after the Dragon Head War. He was one of the lower-level members in the early days. He was promoted to the team leader in less than half a year. He is very skilled in shipping and is currently in charge of two freighters. Everything." The words were clear and organized.

'Brownie' added. "Bodo has its own port."

"Hey~, it's very interesting——" Anonymous said with a smile, his fingers resting on the car door slightly bent, tapping on the car window rhythmically.The Yokohama city is simple and honest, and the neighbors are friendly in the Hakata area. The guy who came out of that place really smells bloody.

"Mr. Brownie, please send a message to Black Lizard: 'Catch Ryosuke Ishihara alive, don't disturb other people, I will go to the interrogation room to chat with him for a while'."

'Brownie' was stunned for a moment, and did as he was told, and an instruction was sent to Guangjin Liulang through an encrypted channel.

"Master Yi, do you know something?"

"I like you very much, and your ability to execute is good." Unknown frowned, he didn't like his subordinates to ask the reason first after receiving an order.

"Smoking is well known to be harmful to health. Almost all old smokers over ten years have a certain degree of olfactory nerve damage. In the process of smoking, the increase in the number will cause the sense of smell to fall into a short-term failure. During this period, you can hardly smell anything. Subtle taste. It may also be because the smell of the cigarette itself is too overbearing, thus covering up certain details. Mr. Ishihara was naturally deceived by his nose, and he smelled of women's perfume."

Anonymous recalled it a bit, and then said: "The top note is fresh and elegant jasmine, the middle note is floral scent mixed with a little animal scent, and civet scent is added, giving people a lazy and sexy feeling. The tail note uses It is the lareligieuse of sergelutens, also known as the nun."

There was a sound of needle dropping in the car, and Anonymous stretched comfortably against the slightly subtle eyes of the three of them. "Don't look at me like that. As a 17-year-old simple boy, I have never bought perfume. I met a neuropath who was obsessed with all kinds of smells in Italy before. Thanks to him, I have a little knowledge of this aspect. two."

I just don't know if the bastard was solved by Liudaokuo smoothly.

"Of course, just a woman's perfume doesn't mean Mr. Shi Yuan has a problem. This is just one of them." Anonymous touched his chin, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"His left hand was severely strangled by a rope, and the soles of his shoes were not clean. Although the shirt was neat, there was a very light drop of blood near his chest, about the size of a sesame seed. If you didn't observe carefully, it was easy to ignore it. Let your imagination run wild a little, I guess a small piece of skin was scratched by a woman, and he even changed the wrinkled clothes on purpose."

"Mr. Brownie, where is the harbor where the two freighters called last time?"

'Brownie' replied dryly: "...Hakata Port, the organization has a military/fire factory in Hakata District."

"What he did was just trying to cover it up, and it became more and more suspicious. Based on the above, plus my intuition, there is a probability of more than [-]% that this person is a scum." Anonymous asserted with a smile.

"Okay, let's drive, let's go back to the office."

The driver did not drive into the avenue when he came, but turned around in the alley and galloped away in the other direction.

When they arrived at the parking lot of the headquarters building, there was news from the Black Lizard.

[Ishihara Ryosuke has been captured, and the place of detention is: Interrogation Room 19 on the fourth basement floor]

Anonymous yawned casually, and gave new instructions to the three of them.

"I'm going back to the office, you go there and wait for me first. By the way, don't let anyone contact Ishihara Ryosuke before I arrive, unless the other party's position is higher than mine."

The three owed each other. "Yes, Master Yi."

Anonymous stepped on the balance car and slid towards the elevator entrance, his eyes were cold.When I saw Ryosuke Ishihara, he turned into a beast for 5 minutes. Because the clothes he was wearing were too thick, and the goggles with brown lenses covered his pupil color, no one noticed it.

When the five senses multiplied, the man was almost full of loopholes. For example, the wrist watch covered by the cuff was worth nearly ten million yen. The moon phase disk on the watch intuitively showed every change of the moon's waxing and waning .Another example is the smell of inhaled medical anesthetics that is almost covered by the smell of perfume...

Kidnap?Still more disgusting--

Population buying and selling.

The author has something to say: make up yesterday's, qaq liver hurts.

感谢在2020-08-0910:13:09~2020-08-0919:15:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: one fish for one;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: sanity-110 bottles; falling in love with the white fur fox 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!