The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

In order not to affect Zhongyuan Chuya's lunch break, Anonymous was taken by Oda Shinichi to another office next door.Compared with the quasi-cadre-level treatment provided by his boss, which is equipped with bedrooms, cloakrooms, and private bathrooms, Oda Shinichi's office looks a bit too simple.

Of course, simplicity is only relative.

The total area is more than eighty square meters, and the walls are painted an elegant light gray.The texture of the white marble floor tiles is clear, and each grid of naturally formed patterns is unique.On the left hand side of the entrance is the reception area, with two dark gray single sofas and a double-layer tempered coffee table, and a pot of ornamental green plants in the corner.

On the right is a large flat desk with claw-like legs, on which a lot of things are placed.Landlines, laptops, pen holders with pens, mosaic-patterned ashtrays and a pack of unopened cigarettes, the ergonomic office chairs were pushed under the table.The file cabinet standing against the wall is locked, and it is strictly forbidden for others to peep.

After Anonymous took a seat on the sofa, Oda Shinichi followed and sat opposite.

"Yi Jun, can we start?"

Anonymous smiled, "Excuse me, Mr. Oda."

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave a brief introduction before. The young man is named Oda Shinichi, who is his direct subordinate and is currently working as an assistant.

The following half-hour-long narration made Anonymous deeply realize the true face of this organization. With the port as the main sphere of influence, it is the dark side of the city itself.Rooted in various fields such as politics and economy, there are too many industries under it.

In addition to Mori Ou, who is the highest in power, the port mafia also has five cadres who are second only to the leader.Further down are the candidates for cadres, and Zhongyuanzhong is one of them.

This majestic headquarters building is also a tomb made of blood and bones. The prisons and torture chambers located underground have swallowed up so much despair and wailing.

After the general explanation, Makoto Oda glanced at the watch worn on his left wrist. "It's almost time, please come with me."

Accompanied by Oda Shinichi, Anonymous went to the personnel department on the second floor to carry out identity filing and information entry.Then the two went to the logistics department next door, and Anonymous got a smart phone that had been anti-eavesdropping.

Oda Shinichi also specifically reminded him that the mobile phone is equipped with a GPS personal locator, which must be carried with him according to regulations.In case of accidents such as loss or damage, be sure to report to the logistics department as soon as possible, and then apply for a new one.

"Okay, I understand." Anonymous nodded obediently, and put the phone close to his body.

After getting out of the elevator, Oda Shinichi carefully thought about whether there was anything he missed.After thinking for a moment, he asked aloud, "Are there any special requirements for weapons?"

Seeing the doubtful look on the boy's face, Oda Shinichi added a sentence. "Cold weapons or guns/weapons, if you have a used gun/model, you can also bring it up. The colleagues in charge of this work will deliver the items to you at the latest tomorrow. The specific matters of ammunition replenishment in the future will be handled by the lower-level members. .”

Anonymous's eyes flickered slightly, the port mafia's management in all aspects was more rigorous than he imagined. "No need, I'm not good at these."

Oda Shinichi nodded silently, and he didn't speak again until Nakahara Chuya's office door was close at hand. "My mission is accomplished."

Anonymous stopped in his tracks and looked up, only to see that there was no superfluous expression on the serious young man's face, and the smoky gray pupils seemed a little indifferent.After some contact, he more or less had a certain understanding of this person's behavior.To sum it up in eight words: neither humble nor overbearing, not surprised by changes.

"Thank you very much." Anonymous smiled amicably, and glanced over the other person's head.

Mr. Oda is really tall, it's nearly 1.9 meters by visual estimation... I'm so envious.

Oda Shin nodded, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.He still remembered that when he was first sent to the Central Plains under Zhongya, the powerful Gravity Envoy showed the same look in his eyes.

Waiting for the figure of the young man to disappear around the corner, Anonymous stood still in front of Chuya Zhongya's office.

"Knock Knock-"

"Enter."

After receiving the owner's response, Anonymous turned the doorknob, went in and threw himself directly at the maroon leather sofa.

"... so tired."

The corner of Nakahara Chuya's mouth twitched slightly, and he threw the signature pen aside. "You guy, at least pay attention to your image."

Anonymous lazily turned over and kicked off the obstructing shoes. "I've worked very hard, but Mr. Oda didn't notice it."

"Tsk." Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the kid occupying his sofa with a disgusted expression, thinking whether throwing him out would cause serious injury. "Have you got all the information?"

"Yeah~." Anonymous dragged out the ending, snapped his fingers and reported to his boss what he had done before. "By the way, Mr. Zhongyuan, where do I live tonight?"

"Dormitory." Zhong Yuan replied concisely.

"Eh? The benefits are good, and there is even a dormitory." Unknown cheered up a little, put his head on

On the arm of the sofa. "When will you take me to visit?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also continued to flip through the documents in his hand without raising his head. "Can you still walk?"

Anonymous curled his lips, and retreated silently. "Can I sleep here for a while?"

After a long while of silence, he heard a light 'um' not far away.

Mr. Nakahara is really a good boss who cares about his subordinates!

With this in mind, Anonymous fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he traveled through the vast forest and saw a peaceful and distant cobalt blue.

……

……

After sleeping for a full two hours this time, Anonymous, who woke up slowly, was still not fully awake.He sat up half propped up, and when he was in a daze, he felt a soft touch on the back of his hand.The empty line of sight gradually focused, and what appeared in front of him was a light brown blanket.

"Have you gotten enough sleep?"

Anonymous rubbed his eyes, his clear voice was slightly hoarse. "Well~, thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan."

Although it is only mid-April, the indoor temperature is still a bit low.Considering Anonymous' poor health, Zhong Yuan also dug out an unused blanket from the inner bedroom.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the dormitory first."

Hearing this, Anonymous immediately put on his shoes, and folded the blanket by the way.

The two took the elevator to the underground parking lot, Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked in front, followed by a little tail.

The dormitory provided by the Port Mafia for its members is less than a 5-minute drive from the headquarters building. It is three hotel-style apartments next to the garden in the middle of the street.Buying such a piece of land with a quiet environment in the downtown area, Anonymous once again felt how inhumane the newly joined organization was.

After Chuya Nakahara greeted the lobby manager, the place where Anonymous lived in Yokohama was decided.

The elegantly decorated apartment is almost the same as that of a star-rated hotel. The smooth marble floor has been waxed, which can be seen from others.When you get out of the elevator, you can faintly smell an elegant fragrance of flowers, and the corridor is covered with carpets with excellent sound-absorbing effects.The wall lamps on the wall emit warm light continuously, and there are craft paintings of different styles hanging at intervals.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped at the end of the corridor, and Anonymous poked out half of his head from behind him.

House number: 1910.

"The access control has been formatted, let's enter your fingerprints." Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped aside, and Anonymous completed the task easily under his prompt.

After entering the house, the intelligent system automatically turned on the lighting equipment, and Anonymous, who was full of curiosity about the new home, looked inside and out.

Inside the porch is the living room, and the ancient shelf protruding from the wall separates the living room from the bedroom.

separated.The two-meter-wide double bed has complete bedding, TV, refrigerator, and laptop.The matching independent bathroom is not only equipped with shower equipment, but even has a jacuzzi.

"Every day at ten o'clock in the morning, the staff here will come here on time to clean and change the sheets. They can call the internal number at the front desk to order food. The clothes that need to be washed and ironed are put into different bags, and the bags can be found in the closet." Nakahara Nakaya said. Walking towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, the heavy curtains made of cotton and linen were opened, and what appeared in front of me was a huge glass that occupied the entire wall.It's not complete, there is a door to the balcony on the left.

"You still need a few more sets of clothes. I'll ask Xiaotian to buy them for you later. Do you have any requirements for the style?"

Anonymous, who was already lying on the bed, rolled, and his loose ponytail became even more messy. "Well—the same style as the one on my body is fine. If it doesn't bother you, add two long coats, black ones."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, and suddenly remembered something. "Wait for me for 10 minutes." After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left.

When the doorbell rang, Anonymous glanced at the clock on the wall.No more, no less, the minute hand just passed two divisions.

Zhongyuan, who had gone back and forth, also carried a paper bag with a white background and a silver border in his hand. He stood at the door and handed the things to Anonymous.

"This is..." Anonymous took it with a puzzled expression, seeing that the packaging didn't look like clothes.

"The token, as a symbol of joining the port mafia." Nakahara Zhongya explained.

After opening it, Anonymous found that it contained a pair of black gloves, which were exactly the same as the ones Nakahara Nakaya had, but the size was slightly smaller. He immediately showed an expression that you mafia really know how to play.

"...Thank you, I like it very much."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the brim of his hat. "Come to the company on time at nine o'clock tomorrow. If you have any questions, you can call Xiaotian. He will live downstairs from you."

Seeing that the other party had turned around, Unknown impatiently reached out and grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes. "Mr. Zhongyuan."

Zhongyuan Zhong also tilted his head. "how?"

"Can I request an electric wheelchair?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly laughed, and the clear blue eyes under the brim of the hat were gradually stained with killing intent, showing a breathtaking cobalt blue.

"You want to be crushed by gravity?"