I became the leader of Hong Kong black

I pressed the call button and called in two dedicated little guards (nanny) outside the door.Perhaps it was because Baoyou Yousen had gained experience, and the two of them came in smoothly.

After the two guards saluted me, realizing that I was the highest authority here, the eyes of the two cubs also looked over.

Our eyes met, looking at these two little children, I couldn't help but feel more pain in my head.In the face of such a child, it is impossible for anyone to really engage in words and deeds to extract a confession.

I waved my hand to signal the guards to let them go. The silver-haired cub hadn't moved yet, but the black-haired cub looked up at me without fear. His blue eyes were very clear and bright.

He said to me: "Although I am very grateful to you for saving me from the men in black, what you are doing now is kidnapping, please stop this illegal behavior."

Full of childishness and innocence, I knew he must be the famous detective that Chuya said had solved the murder case. I signaled to the subordinates who wanted to cover his mouth not to stop me. I put Xiao Zhengtai on the desk and poked his mouth. Face.

This cub also feels good in the hand. Seeing him stare at me a little angrily, I feel a little better: "I can't, kid."

The little detective stared at me with wide blue eyes, and I smiled to see that Zhong liked him, so I explained: "At least not until an antidote for this poison is developed. "

The little boy with black hair and blue eyes was stunned for a moment: "If you need to research an antidote, then our interests are the same. We are all victims and we can cooperate."

"I also want to cooperate, but I need someone to do the experiment." I sighed softly, and gently patted his head: "No matter how stupid the researchers of that organization are, they can't confuse poison with shrinking medicine." , There must be other reasons for you to become smaller, or it may be a matter of probability. In this case, the remaining drugs in my hand may not be enough for analysis and comparison, and I still need some help from you and this silver-haired kid. "

"Help?" the little detective with black hair and blue eyes murmured, as if thinking of something, he looked at me in disbelief: "This is a crime!"

I smiled and shook my head: "This is a father's love for his children. For his beloved children, this father can do anything."

I held the little Dazai in my arms, and lovingly kissed his forehead: "What's more, I really made the antidote. Without you as test subjects, how would I know that the antidote is really effective and won't hurt me?" Little Dazai."

The black-haired Youzai’s blue eyes widened, and he looked at me with some disbelief. He emphasized: “I’m the famous Tokyo detective Kudo Shinichi, and I’m not going to the playground alone today. If I go missing, even if this is Yokohama, the Ministry of Public Security will find me very quickly."

I am not afraid of this threat, Yokohama is a real place outside the law, and here is the territory of the port mafia, what can the Ministry of Public Security or the police do on my territory.

However, the little boy threatened me like this, wouldn't it be good not to give him some feedback, so I sighed: "Well, I will be very troubled if I am really found, after all, we are also a formal organization."

I blinked my eyes with some hesitation, "For the safety of the organization, I can only kill you, Shinichi-kun, and throw your body at Yokohama Port."

At that moment, the killing intent I released scared the little black-haired detective directly. I smiled with satisfaction and stretched out my hand to pinch his round face: "So before you undo the poison, I have to trouble Mr. Xinyi." Stay here, stay within the reach of the port mafia."

After successfully frightening the child, I turned my head to look at another child in the room. He/she was huddled in a black windbreaker, with silver hair reaching ankle length, soft and silky.

The sharp and delicate facial features are paired with a pair of cat pupils. At this moment, she is looking at me with unemotional silver pupils.Not only did I sigh in my heart, ah, she is really cute.

After looking at her carefully, my voice became much gentler: "What about you? Little sister, can you tell me your name?"

After I finished speaking, Zhongye's little orange cat showed a horrible look on his face. I suspected that he wanted to say why the leader's lolita had relapsed.

Before the silver-haired girl could answer, there was movement behind the office, and the young man's clear and cheerful voice rang out: "Oda-kun and Nakaya-kun are here."

Everyone looked back, the person who made the noise pushed open the doors of the office and the rest area, and Dazai in my pajamas appeared in front of everyone.

This is a rare Osamu Dazai who has bandages around some injured parts, and other parts are naked so that you can see a trace of skin color, and he is still wearing my pajamas.

Although he was skinny enough to fit in, it obviously didn't fit because of the height difference between us.Everyone looked at him and then turned back to look at me, it was very strange for a while.

Feeling that they were thinking about some impolite question again, I cleared my throat and signaled the two guards to leave and go back to their work positions.

The two subordinates who had no right to know more left, and the rest of the people in the room could know some information.

It's not that I believe in the two newcomers, it's just that their special identities will definitely be surrounded by various Dazai for a certain period of time in the future, and it doesn't make sense to hide this kind of thing from them.

After the guards left, the leader Zai came to my side and squeezed into my position intimately, and I also moved subconsciously to give him the position of leader.

The two little ones who saw this scene didn't feel anything, but the little orange cat in Nakaya's blue eyes widened. Mr. Oda Sakunosuke was also slightly surprised, and they all knew the meaning of this.

I turned a blind eye to their surprise, took the leader Zai's hand and introduced to everyone: "This Dazai accidentally fell from the roof of the building yesterday and was caught by me. Call him Chief Zai."

For a moment, everyone looked at us with very strange expressions, and I also found that the little Dazai who had been pretending to be asleep in his arms could not help but twist his body.

Before the little Dazai, who was pretending to be asleep, pretended to wake up, the little orange cat couldn't help asking first, "If he is the future leader, what will little Dazai do?"

It seems that this month, little Dazai did not lose the favorability of Zhongye. I nodded slightly in my heart. Little Dazai did the right thing. In the case of Butanzai and Hei Shizai, it is indeed a good way to win over Zhongye as an increase in combat power. Good choice.

However, it is difficult for me to answer Chuya's question now. I don't really want to say that the leader Jae is the young Dazai when he grows up.

I have a hunch that if I say so, little Dazai will definitely find all kinds of means to kill him.

The little Dazai who can accept Hei Shizai and Buthenzai may not necessarily be able to accept the real future self, the leader Zai who meets my requirements in all aspects.

Finally, in the blue eyes of the little orange cat, I looked at the five or six-year-old baby in my arms, and said sincerely: "Little Dazai can take over from him."

Hearing what I said, the leader Zai burst out laughing, and the brilliance flowed in his kite-colored eyes.

It was probably due to the mutual hostility attitude of each Zai, which made him gloat over the little Dazai's deflation.

I've seen this scene between Wu Jingzai and Hei Shizai, and I'm not very surprised. The Zai cubs have never been able to get along in harmony, which makes me feel at ease.

After listening to my explanation, although the little orange cat in Zhongye was not convinced by me, she stopped talking.

After all, I am the leader, whoever I choose to be the successor will show the attitude he should have.

The little orange cat stopped talking, and the leader pointed to the silver-haired girl on the table who I was a little bit tempted to adopt as an adopted daughter, and said: "This is Gin, the number one killer of the black organization, and I was caught unexpectedly. You took it by force."

"Gin wine." I nodded lightly, the name Youqin Youjiu is a bit sweet, very suitable for a tall and cold silver-haired girl.

Probably knowing what I misunderstood, the leader Zai explained helplessly: "The people in the black organization use the name of the wine as their code name. He is gin or gin."

It turned out to be the name of a kind of wine, which was not bad, but it was quite chic and unrestrained.

But when I heard that the leader Zai used his name to refer to Qin Jiu, I froze for a moment and looked at the little girl in my arms again. The appearance of the little girl was indeed a little stiffer. If I was not sure, I grabbed the black windbreaker with my hand.

"Mr. Mori can't." When I wanted to be more sure, the little Dazai and the leader Zai reached out and held my hand in unison at the same time, blocking my movement.

After holding my hand at the same time, they didn't care about the gin issue, but watched each other and started fighting with their eyes.

Seeing these two cuties looking like they were about to pinch each other, and their hands hurt from pinching, I couldn't help but cast my gaze at Mr. Oda Sakunosuke.

Now, I'm just counting on his baby pacifier to show his powerful function that will make my heart pantothenic.

As an adult, Mr. Oda Sakunosuke should understand what I mean.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand...Mr. Oda Sakunosuke is still half-kneeling there, with a face full of self-blame for not taking good care of little Dazai.

Ah, what the hell are you blaming yourself for, come and save me, if you come and catch a cub now, not only will you be able to atone for your crime, but you will also gain a lot of points from me.

However, Mr. Oda Sakunosuke was there, watching his poor leader fall into the Shura field, and didn't try to help anything.

Fell, what's the use of raising him and enduring him, or let Zaizai be killed secretly when the weather is good and he is not at home.

Just when I was thinking about killing someone, the leader lowered his head first, looked at my red and swollen arm pinched by them, and asked with some concern: "Mr. Sen, are you okay?"

"It's all right." I hurriedly changed the subject and sighed with some regret: "So he's a boy."

"Hey, why is it so difficult for me to have a real daughter." Pretending not to see their confrontation, I lamented that I didn't have a daughter.

After the two Dazai focused their attention on me and the situation eased, I was so sad that I pulled the leader Zai into my arms.

After showing a comfortable posture of hugging left and right, I just looked at the silver-haired young lady: "Why does this medicine make people turn into children, Mr. Gin, what information can you tell me?"

Gin looked at me with a complicated expression, and after confirming that the current situation was impossible to resist, he told everything he knew: "I only know that this is a newly developed poison by the organization. After drinking this poison, people will die." It cannot be detected from a dead body."

After he finished speaking, the leader Zai added: "I heard that the boss of their organization has been researching immortality. This APTX4869 is probably one of the research results."

Gin looked at him in surprise, wondering why he knew so much information.

No matter how much the future Zaizai knows, it’s not surprising. I’m not interested in immortality. I’m more interested in getting rid of the little Dazai’s condition. I looked at Qin Jiujun’s silver eyes and finally confirmed with him: “So, Qin Jiu Jun also There is no antidote for this APTX4869."

After getting his voiceless silence, I sighed, "Okay, the researchers in your organization will thank you."

I turned to look at my subordinates: "Then Oda-kun and Nakaya-kun, your new task is here, find the black organization for me and invite their researchers."

I touched little Dazai's forehead, which was still suffering from a low fever, and I was a little worried about what might be wrong with his glass-like body. I was in a bad mood, and I said with a ruthless meaning: "I allow you to use any means."

After hearing the instructions, the two knelt down to me: "Yes, chief."

The author has something to say: Sen: Who has the heart to bully children?

Sen: ... Me?

Sen: It's kind of fun.