How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

It was already evening when Fuxin Yano returned to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Looking at the bright lights in the department, she also sat silently in her seat and started to file.

During the period, Osamu Dazai seemed to have timed it right, and called Fushin Yano before Kitamura came in to report.

Therefore, when Beicun, holding a stack of high-level documents, knocked on the office door and walked in, what he saw was the scene of Fuxin Yano chatting with others while fishing.

Kitamura: ...This is the first time!How many times!

At this time, the tradition of "Xia Ke Shang" engraved in the bones is just around the corner.

Then this impulse, after seeing Fuxin Yano's gray-blue cool-toned pupils, extinguished with a "snap".

Ah, forget it, no matter how many more, he still can't deal with this woman Fengxin Yaye.

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Bei Cun put the documents on the desk, with a tactful tone of reluctance.

"Aren't you working on the papers today?"

Fushin Yano glanced at Kitamura, then looked at the document about 20 centimeters thick, was silent for a moment, and then reluctantly shook his head.

"Let's put it here first, it will be finished."

To Beicun, this sentence sounded like "I can't do it today, I'll talk about it tomorrow", he suppressed his desire to complain, and glanced vaguely at the phone that Fuxin Yano was talking on next to his ear.

Of course, no matter how obscure her expression was, it was obvious to Fushin Yano, she raised her brows lightly, and said nothing, but Osamu Dazai on the other side started to yell, asking if Kitamura had seen through the relationship between them.

The relationship between them?What is their relationship?

——The cat owner and the excrement shovel officer.

At least, that's how Feng Xinmi's ambition was defined.

"Do you mean that I will bring you supper every three to five nights?"

Fushin Yano's voice was not loud, just a normal speaking voice, which shocked Beicun who was closing the door and leaving, saying that there was indeed gossip to read, but unfortunately he couldn't hear the following content.

But, but!

Fuxin Yano definitely has something to do with the man on the other side of the call.

Take supper at night, and every now and then, tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect that Chief Fengxin looked deserted, but he was such a homely type.

Although the word home may be a bit problematic when it is used on Fengxin Yano, it is Fengxin Yaye.

There are almost enough souls under her dagger to form an army, the sweeper of the government, the pocket knife in the night.

Thinking of this, Beicun's mind suddenly calmed down, and all the enthusiasm of the gossip boss disappeared.

Compared with gossip, life is really more important.

In the office, Fuxin Yano flipped through the documents, sorted them out, and decided to leave them until tomorrow.

However, Fushin Yano, who was listening to Osamu Dazai softly complaining about the busy work of the port mafia, suddenly received a call on his work cell phone.

Fushin Yano, who was talking to Osamu Dazai with his personal mobile phone, paused for a moment, and tapped his fingertips on the top of the screen.

The contact person displayed on the screen is "Mr. Zhongtian".

Fushin Yano narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Osamu Dazai on the other side of the phone, "I have something to do, hang up first", and ended the call.

Osamu Dazai on the other side: Meow meow?

What, it's not incomprehensible to hang up the phone just like that, but it's—"Work > him"——I guess.

Wow, damn it.

Fuxin Yano thought for a moment on the phone, why would Mr. Taneda suddenly call her?

"In? This is Fengxin."

The voice of Gengtian Shantouhuo sounded a bit depressing, with the dullness of a storm coming.

"Fengxin, Ms. Tsujimura is missing."

Fengxin Yano paused with his fingertips, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After a while, Fengxin Yaye who hung up the phone immediately got up and left the Ability Secret Service Section, and drove to a certain place.

Ms. Tsujimura, the director of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, has disappeared, so that's okay.

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In the evening, Lupine bar.

When Dazai Osamu arrived, Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango had already been drinking for a while.

With a new bandage on his face, Osamu Dazai puffed up his face, pushed Ango Sakaguchi away and sat between the two of them.

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses: Forget it, as long as Dazai is happy.

"It's too much, too much!"

Osamu Dazai was sitting on the high stool, lying down all over, rubbing his furry head against the table.

His tone was childish and complaining, like a black kitten rolling all over the floor.

Oda Saku and Sakaguchi Ango looked at each other, expressing that they didn't know what happened to make Dazai Osamu like this.

"What's wrong? Dazai."

Osamu Dazai suddenly leaned towards Odasaku, with a little curiosity on his face: "Has Odasaku ever met some good-looking women?"

Oda Sakunosuke took a sip of his wine and thought about it carefully: "...Yes."

He held out his hand and listed a few.

"The lover of the supervisor when I went to mediate the dispute last time, the proprietress who opened a snack shop on the road when I was patrolling West Street, and the female high school student who sneaked into the bars within the jurisdiction to drink every day..."

The more Oda said, Dazai Osamu's eyes became brighter, and finally he grabbed Oda's hand and spoke earnestly.

"Odasaku, let's swap jobs so I can meet these attractive women!"

Oda Saku answered Dazai Osamu seriously.

"But the leader won't agree."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai lamented loudly, his eyes filled with sincere regret.

Listening to the conversation between Dazai Osamu and Oda Saku, Sakaguchi Ango who was on the side wanted to complain.

He put down the tomato juice in his hand, and raised the necessary glasses for Tucao: "Don't listen to Dazai's nonsense, Odasaku! The women who have been deceived by Dazai can fill the entire Yokohama Bay."

Then, Ango Sakaguchi shared a piece of gossip that is almost well-known to Hong Kong gangsters.

"A few days ago, a young lady from the underworld in Tokyo asked Dazai to go to her birthday party by name. Unexpectedly, Dazai jumped into the river and caught a cold, so he couldn't go. In the end, that young lady Angrily left early."

Osamu Dazai pretended to be deaf and dumb, as if he didn't hear anything. He spread his hands and said innocently: "The order contract has been signed, and the goods have arrived. Why do you still want to attend the party of the young lady and play games with her?"

As soon as these words came out, Ango Sakaguchi immediately cast him a look of "Why are you so righteous as a scumbag", even Odasaku's eyes showed a trace of disapproval.

Osamu Dazai swayed and turned the stool.

"Okay, okay, I didn't deceive other people's feelings, but I was deceived."

While talking, Osamu Dazai showed a resentful expression: "Just now, she abandoned me to solve the work."

When Odasaku and Sakaguchi Ango heard this, they became interested. There is still a woman who can put Osamu Dazai's pigeons?

However, Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, his whole body was as deadly as a herring that had been salted.

The two friends didn't ask for the root cause, they were both drinking wine quietly, but they were a little emotional, the woman who made Osamu Dazai become like this was a bit incredible.

Suddenly, like a salted fish turning over, Osamu Dazai straightened his body, and expressed his guess in a speculative tone.

"You don't think I'm too young, do you?"

He looked left and right to see himself, and found desperately that not only was he young, but his height did not exceed 1.7 meters.

Osamu Dazai's entire body turned gray for a moment.

Then, as soon as he knocked on his hand, he announced loudly in the suspicious eyes of Oda Saku and Sakaguchi Ango as if he had regained his vitality.

"It's decided, I will drink a glass of milk every day from now on!"

Odasaku let out a soft "ah".

Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses silently.

Too many slots.

Osamu Dazai stopped dwelling on this topic and raised his glass to Ango.

"Come on, respect Ango who is going on a business trip tomorrow."

After that, there was the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding.