When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko entered the Supernatural Secret Service Division with a large bouquet of white roses, the guards checked several times before allowing him to bring the flowers in.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: ... not happy.

Sensing the gloomy aura on Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Kitamura quickly stuffed the flower into his arms, keeping the poor guards out of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's sight.

Then, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko turned to stare at Kitamura, his eyes were no longer red with colored contact lenses, and there was an inexplicable sense of grievance.

Kitamura:……

He must have misread it, how could the chief culprit of the leading struggle be wronged.

"Don't stand here when you're gone, go and report."

After that, let's not mention how Shibusawa Tatsuhiko gave the white rose to Fushin Yano, but she did not refuse anyway.

Fushin Yano took the bouquet of flowers under Kitamura's distressed eyes, put them on the shelf beside him, and waved his hand to signal Kitamura to take Shibusawa Tatsuhiko down to familiarize himself with the environment.

Kitamura: ... Hiss!

Kitamura, who reluctantly took Shibusawa, one step, three turns, Ryuhiko, couldn't hold back his desire to resign.

What time does it matter, and when to arrange it.

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Fuxin Yano, who threw out a big trouble, sat on the armchair, glanced at the delicate and charming white rose, and made a backhand call, asking Atsushi Nakajima to go to the Armed Detective Agency as an apprentice as soon as possible.

Atsushi Nakajima, a weak and helpless 12-year-old, is about to start his child labor career.

After arranging the whereabouts of Atsushi Nakajima, Fuxin Yano looked through the documents that she needed to see, and found that Yokohama has been quiet recently, and Tokyo has begun to be uneasy again.

Tokyo Tower was shot by an international criminal organization...

Ok?

Fengxin Yano slowly made a question mark.

Tokyo Tower was shot?

She looked it over again to make sure she read it correctly.

It is impossible to make a mistake, and this matter was done by the black organization again.

Fengxin Yano: ...

It's a bit powerful. This organization, does Beicun know that his former club is so strong?

Forget it, no matter what, this is neither a crime committed by a person with supernatural powers nor within her jurisdiction. It is enough to know this matter, and leave the rest to the public security police.

Speaking of which, Tokyo has already been under martial law because of this incident.

Several of her subordinates who stayed in Tokyo originally asked to be transferred to Aomori and Hokkaido, preparing to relax and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

It seems that she was oppressed by her at the beginning, and after getting away from her clutches, even if he is downgraded, he will start to let himself go.

Think about it more than a year ago, when she was in a bad mood, the follow-up processing report documents for a large number of tasks and the clerical work that she didn't pay much attention to at ordinary times, all belonged to those subordinates.

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Because her former subordinates resisted coming to Yokohama, where work is more busy, she went to Kitamura.

Judging from the situation these days, Beicun can support more than three by himself, and his professional ability is excellent.

Bei Cun who was not present (youyuan): ...do you know that you will lose me if you do this again!

Whoops, far away.

Fushin Yano looked through carefully, and listed a recent itinerary, except for the messy and dispensable meetings, she was quite free.

Well, set aside part of the time to deal with work, every time Beicun in the province looks at her, he feels very tired.

Just as Fengxin Yanan was quietly reviewing the approval documents, a deduction message suddenly popped up on her private mobile phone.

She glanced at it and deducted 1200 million yuan.

Fuxin Yano looked at the card number, and it was indeed the one that was thrown to Osamu Dazai for shopping.

There wasn't much money in that card, and Osamu Dazai had harmed him a lot at the time, plus the current expenditure of 200 million, there shouldn't be much money left in the card.

Fushin Yano paused for a moment, instead of pursuing what Osamu Dazai spent money on, he instead remitted a lot of money to this card.

The money is gray income, not public accounts, and she doesn't usually have any hobbies that burn too much money, so her savings are still quite generous.

Besides, it would be better to spend it on Osamu Dazai than to pile up the money in the bank and get unlucky.

After remitting the money, Fengxin Yaye didn't care anymore and continued to approve the documents.

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the other side.

Osamu Dazai stared quietly at Chuya Nakahara who snatched his card and swiped it to pay.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had rarely won a round, was also quite happy, shaking the card he had swiped, with a proud and mocking tone.

"What's the matter, what are you looking at, you are only allowed to steal my card to swipe, and I am not allowed to swipe yours?"

Looking at Nakahara Chuya, he couldn't hide his joy, his whole person seemed to be brilliant because he got a bad partner, and Osamu Dazai hid the evil taste in his eyes.

Although it was an accident that the slug would grab his card, he didn't expect to be hit, but the little man made a mistake.

His wallet has long since drifted away because of the once-a-day water check-in, and the one on his body is kept in the sealed inner pocket so that it does not get washed away.

This card was given to him by Fuxin Yano. Since she had no intention of taking it back, Osamu Dazai naturally continued to harm this card. It's not explicitly prohibited.

He is still quite happy to accept being adopted|raised.

Besides, it's so exciting to use a credit card from a senior official of the Supernatural Secret Service under Mr. Mori's nose.

Now this card has been snatched by the slug and swiped. Considering that the force value is really inferior to the little dwarf, Osamu Dazai has no plan to snatch it back. He wants to carry out a dimensionality reduction strike.

"Zhongye."

Listening to Nakahara Chuya, who was calling his name correctly by his partner, the alarm sounded in his heart, and he instinctively felt bad.

Sure enough, in the next second, a deep smile appeared on Osamu Dazai's beautiful face.

I saw him every word.

"This zhang card is not. mine. Oh."

Central Plains Chuya:! ! !

Zhongyuan Zhong also changed his face immediately, based on his understanding of Dazai, what Dazai said was the truth, which means that he fell into the pit called Dazai again.

Wow, as expected Osamu Dazai is not so easy to get tricked!

He collected himself, pointed to this card and asked, "...whose card belongs to?"

Inexplicably, he swiped 200 million from others, and Zhongyuan Zhong also touched his conscience and felt a little pain.

A series of names flashed through his mind, but he didn't know who this card belonged to.

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with the meaning of "don't guess, it's impossible to think of it with your little brain".

Nakahara Chuya's fist inevitably itched.

Osamu Dazai slowly shook his head as if pinching Nakahara Nakaya's outbreak, as if he was quite helpless, but his tone and expression were exactly the opposite, and there was a gloating smile in his cheerfulness.

"This card is from a gentle and beautiful lady."

There was a smile in Dazai's kite-colored eyes.

"The lady who not only gave me the card but also gave me a foothold in 'Barking Dogs' during my stay in Tokyo was such a delightful beauty."

"Even if I rebelled against the 'barking dogs,' this lady didn't freeze the card."

"I cherish the other party's gift very much, but now—"

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara with condemnation in his eyes, as if he was heartbroken over Chuya Nakahara's grabbing a card to pay.

Although Osamu Dazai's words cannot be believed, Nakahara really thinks that what Osamu Dazai said may be true. This kind of thing can be easily found out who the card belongs to. There is no need for Osamu Dazai to lie about this kind of thing.So, he, Chuya Nakahara, swiped a card that a lady gave Osamu Dazai.

Even though there is a strong desire in my heart to let the other party go to the ophthalmology department, but the mackerel's skill is too deep, and a mere hospital should not be able to cure the other party's filter.

Furthermore, Zhong Yuanzhong also touched his conscience.

Ah, it hurts a bit.

Osamu Dazai reluctantly came up with a solution. He pointed out: "I just bought a global limited-edition sports car in full, and Nakaya has no money now."

He hammered his palm.

"So, Chuya's salary for the next two months will belong to me."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

It seems that something is wrong, but it seems that there is no problem at all.

Osamu Dazai took Fushin Yano's card and Nakahara Chuya's card, and walked away with two cards.

Well, what he said just now was the truth, at most, the order of cause and effect was reversed, and he wasn't lying at all.

For a long time, Zhongyuan Zhong also still doubted life in place.

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