How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

Although it is necessary to hand over a report on Zhongye-jun's out-of-control supernatural ability, it doesn't matter, it can be fooled in a vague way.

Compared to this report, the new prosecutor should focus on warnings.

Mori Ogai can even rely on Fuxin Yano's request for Hong Kong gangsters to submit a report to guess her unfinished words.

——Be honest if you don’t have a license to open a business with special abilities.

The corner of his mouth turned up, thinking that the prosecutor was a little interesting.

Then, his thoughts turned.

Speaking of which, it turned out that the "dirty" state that Mr. Zhongye mentioned was so powerful that all the surrounding buildings were turned into ruins.

It seems that the Fengxin chief's ability has something to do with the nullification, otherwise, how can the unclean state of Zhongye-jun be lifted.

Ah, this guess is of course based on the fact that he knows that Lord Fukuzawa's ability is a purely auxiliary ability.

Suddenly, a button on his desk lit up.

Mori Ogai pressed the button, and the door of the office slowly opened, and the noise of Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara came from outside the door immediately.

Mori Ogai: Smile.

Of course, the diamonds I picked up by myself had to be borne by myself.

-

It is said that Beicun on the other side was discovered by Gin Jiu during the hiding process.

Wow, you top killers are definitely insulting my ability to hide!

Did you find it so quickly?

Kitamura pushed his glasses resignedly, intending to use his rather unreliable ability "Penglai Song".

"Penglai Song" is somewhat similar to the effect of teleportation, whether you teleport one meter or two meters, or directly across regions and countries, it can do it all.

But, but (emphasis added), this ability is completely uncontrollable.

When you only want to move a dozen or 20 meters, it can give you a hula to move to places like Tokyo and Osaka.

Or maybe this superpower once did the stupid thing of sending him directly to the enemy's base camp, which made him stay away from his cheating supernatural power from now on.

Now, Beicun's complexion remains unchanged, his heart is full of metaphysics, trying to make his luck a little easier.

Then, before his fancy supernatural special effects started, Fukuzawa Yukichi arrived.

Kitamura wiped off his sweat, as expected of Mr. Natsume's recommendation, the former killer Silver Wolf is very powerful.

What to do? He kind of wanted to jump ship to the Armed Detective Agency.

Thinking about Fushin Yano's expressionless face, Kitamura trembled, expressing that he dared not dare.

-

At this time, Fuxin Yano was meeting with Taneda Shantou.

After exchanging information about Zhongya Chuya, Taneda Shantou fanned the lupine in his hand and put it down again, and personally bought a cup of tea for Fushin Yano.

"Then." Zhongtian Shantouhuo smiled and raised his teacup, "Fengxin, welcome to join us."

Fuxin Yano looked at the stem of the teacup standing upright, his gray-blue eyes seemed a little relieved in the steaming mist.

She seemed to remember something, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she picked up the teacup.

"mutual encouragement."

Guests are happy.

When saying goodbye for the last time, Taneda Shantou watched Fushin Yano's figure disappear into the late night Xiaoxi, and shook his feather fan.

The transfer of Fengxin Yano to Yokohama at this time has to make the various organizations in Yokohama ponder whether it is a transfer order directly issued by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

However, Teng Tian knows.

Fengxin Yano is a member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Although Yokohama has not been involved in the main area of ​​work, the Supernatural Special Affairs Section is an institution that supervises supernatural power users across the country. It is not too strange to be transferred to Yokohama.

Besides, her file had been transferred long before the outbreak of the leading protest, so there was no possibility that the Ministry of Internal Affairs wanted to intervene in Yokohama affairs.

Although I don't know why she wanted to be transferred here, the arrival of Fengxin Yaye just happened to ease the manpower.Whether it is civilian or military force, she is competent.

After all, the resignation of the "Yasha Shirayuki" and his wife years ago made the Ability Secret Service Division, which was short of staff, a little bit stretched in the face of the chaos in Yokohama.

Anyway, no matter what, the transfer of Fengxin Yano will always have more advantages than disadvantages for Yokohama officials.

-

The next day, morning.

Putting on formal clothes, Fushin Yano was about to leave the apartment when he received a call.

"Moshi Moshi~"

Fushin Yano paused when he opened the door, a little puzzled, wondering what Osamu Dazai was looking for in the early morning.

Shouldn't it be because of what happened last night?

"Well, what happened?"

Osamu Dazai's voice over there was very cheerful: "Congratulations to Yano-chan, you have joined the Supernatural Secret Service~"

Fengxin Yaye did not answer, waiting for his next words.

Sure enough, Dazai Osamu's tone was filled with a trace of grievance.

Fengxin Yano: ... Wronged?Where did it come from?

He said.

"Yano-chan, you were super cold yesterday, which made the little padded jacket you lived with sad~"

……what.

Too many slots.

Fushin Yano's face remained calm. To be honest, she was almost familiar with Dazai Osamu's tricks.

"It's not necessary to be indifferent on that occasion."

She answered solemnly and very seriously, but Osamu Dazai always had a partial style of painting.

His voice was soft, like honey.

"Then why not be indifferent now, Yano-chan."

Osamu Dazai softened his tone: "I can meow like a cat."

Fengxin Yaye was holding the phone, listening to the soft and soft voice from the opposite side, his eyes were full of waves.

"Meow~meow~"

Fengxin Yaye was silent for a while, speechless.

she back.

"Go to bed late last night, go catch up on sleep, you won't grow taller if you stay up late."

Osamu Dazai's voice over there seemed even more aggrieved, and he pointed out: "The technique of changing the subject is a failure."

After a stalemate with Osamu Dazai for a long time, Fushin Yano finally compromised.

"I will visit you in the past two days, but I may not be free in a few days."

She also lowered her voice.

"At night, you wait for me or I wait for you."

Looking at the call time of more than ten minutes displayed on the phone interface, Fengxin Yano silently deleted the call record.

She glanced at the time, fortunately, there is enough time, don't rush too much.

Osamu Dazai, who had put down his phone over there, sat by the bed, and the morning light came through the half-drawn curtains, illuminating half of the bedroom.

Osamu Dazai, who was not wearing the black coat, looked weak and delicate, and a faint smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He took out the receiver, listened to the soothing music from inside, and tapped it with his fingertips.

This is a pair with the bug he put on Fengxin Yaye. Fengxin Yano never put the bug on his body when he was doing missions, but put it next to the music box.

Today's song is "Moonlight Song".

-

On the first day of official work, Fengxin Yaye brought Beicun over and threw a lot of documents to him.

Kitamura:? ? ?

I haven't joined the Supernatural Secret Service Division yet?

"It doesn't matter, let's get familiar with it first." Fengxin Yaye also had a stack of documents in front of him, "Just take it as a cleansing for yourself."

Seeing the stack in his hand and the stack in front of Fushin Yano, Kitamura sat down obediently and began to deal with it.

At least in the future, his boss will handle the same volume as him, so he won't complain much.

Today is the No. 20 day when the protest broke out in Yokohama.

Many innocent citizens in Yokohama lost their lives, and the economic losses amounted to billions. Even the affairs to be dealt with by the Secret Service Division with supernatural abilities multiplied.

For a whole morning, Fengxin Yaye processed hundreds of documents, among which urgent documents accounted for more than half.

At 13:[-], Fuxin Yano stopped and made a cup of coffee for himself and Beicun.

Bei Cun picked up the coffee cup with blank eyes, and drank it tastelessly.

They work in the inner room, which is a separate personal office. Outside, a group of staff from the supernatural secret service department are working on various data on the computer.

Kitamura clutched his stomach that had grown silent, full of worries about his future.

"Miss Fengxin, is this the daily routine of the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

His voice trembled with despair.

Fengxin Yaye glanced at him lightly, and said in a steady voice, "Be busy now."

Hearing this, Kitamura wished he could perform a dogeza for Fushin Yano on the spot.

Trembling, he took out his mobile phone and bought a few things online.

Fengxin Yaye caught a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg, hair growth lotion, ginger hair tonic, anti-hair loss shampoo and so on.

She was a little silent, thinking that Beicun was exaggerating a bit.

As if seeing the meaning in Fushin Yano's eyes, Kitamura told her in a tearful tone.

"Don't forget that you are a military force and a civil servant, and I am a perfect candidate for 007 social animal."

Fengxin Yano: ...a bit guilty.