How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

The following daily life, not much to say, is basically wandering between work, tasks, Osamu Dazai and fishing.

Boredom is not counted, after all, there is Osamu Dazai, no amount of boredom can kill him.

However, the port mafia has recently started to have more missions. No matter how deep Osamu Dazai's fishing skills are, he can't escape the claws of Mori Ogai's desire for tools.

He had no choice but to work for Mr. Sen disgruntled.

It was rare for Fushin Yano to see him deflated, and when he listened to him criticize Mori Ogai, he still had some thoughts about why the teacher accepted Mori Ogai as his disciple in the first place.

Ever since, Osamu Dazai became busy all over, corresponding to the increasing amount of rewards he offered on the black market.

Basically every ten days and a half months, Fengxin Yaye could see that the amount of reward offered to him was either doubled or added a zero.

Although this showed Dazai Osamu's strong professional ability from the side, it made Fushin Yano a little helpless.

Worrying is not worrying, just afraid that Osamu Dazai will appear in her task bar one day.

In addition, after being transferred to Yokohama, it doesn't mean that she will only take over the affairs of Yokohama. Besides, although there is no conclusion about the new director, there are only a few qualified people.

After a month of silence, a battle between the top executives of the supernatural and secret service department has quietly begun.

Fengxin Yano's age and qualifications are not enough to be the threshold of the director plus she has absolute force value. In the eyes of those high-level officials, she is not a competitor but a weight to increase her own winning rate.

So these days, she was a little annoyed by the many olive branches that were thrown overtly and secretly.

If it wasn't for staying in Yokohama, she would give each of them a free one-day trip to Huangquan Hirazaka with return tickets.

Hate it, hate it, but life is still going on.

Leaving aside Dazai Osamu who is trying to stick to her even if he is too busy to touch the ground, the one behind him is already very troublesome.

On the way to get off work, Feng Xinyan turned a corner and walked into a soup tofu restaurant.

This tofu restaurant in Yokohama is quite well-known locally, and some people who travel to Yokohama will also choose here.

Ah, of course it refers to the recent past. The number of tourists in Yokohama was so small that the local government felt ashamed.

Look at you, a good open city, rich in multiculturalism, mountains and rivers, and various traditional or modern entertainment facilities, but the number of tourists is only a pitiful handful?

Sure enough, it's all the fault of those gangsters.

Leaving aside the behavior of politicians for throwing blame, Fuxin Yano walked into the store, asked the waiter for a booth, and ordered a few dishes after talking to two people.

She sat quietly in the cubicle looking at the pastoral scene outside the wooden fence.

The door was opened, and it was not the waiter who came to serve the food, but another person, and his soft voice came.

"Ciaosu~"

A baby in a black suit opened the door, with a yellow pacifier hanging from his chest and a black jazz hat with a chameleon on the brim.

Fengxin Yano turned his head and looked at the baby who had entered the compartment, and sat unhurriedly opposite her. Although he looked like a baby, his movements were clearly calm, and he looked at him with big soft and cute eyes without blinking.

She paused, picked up the teapot, took two cups, and pushed one cup towards the other.

"Although I want to say it's been a long time, but it's only been a little over a year, Li Baoen?"

Li Baoen took the cup of tea with his small soft hands and took a sip. It was a bit strange to drink tea like this with the appearance of a baby, but there was nothing wrong with him.

Originally the most powerful killer in the world, because of some kind of curse, he turned into this little baby.

Fengxin Yaye lowered his eyebrows, but even in this appearance, Bao En's combat effectiveness should not be underestimated at all, right?

She was quite surprised when she found out that someone was following her earlier.

Although it is not uncommon to make enemies, those who know her true identity will inevitably be concerned about the Supernatural Secret Service Division and even the Ministry of Internal Affairs behind her, even if they are unwilling to attack.

The tasks she took over were basically appointed by the two, and the criminal methods were covered with a layer of policy and legality that was difficult to peel off. Even if you were unwilling, you couldn't make a fuss about this.

Few, but not none, followed her.

But after going back several times, no one followed her so openly again.

Yes, above board.

Certain traces that could be completely concealed were not hidden at all, as if they were specially waiting for her to discover them.

After finding out who was following her, Fengxin Yaye came to this soup tofu restaurant after thinking about it. Li Baoen clearly wanted to tell her something like this, right?

It shouldn't be too urgent.

Fengxin Yano glanced lightly at Li Baoen, and looked at his figure that hadn't changed at all for more than a year.

"The last time we met was in Italy. You also know that I came to Japan this time?" Li Baoen had a smile that didn't mean anything on his soft and cute face, and the feeling of innocence and innocence was overwhelming.

Fuxin Yano took a sip of tea and nodded.

She had heard about this matter, that Bao En, the world's strongest killer, went to Japan to train the heir to the leader of the Italian mafia, Pengo Lie.

Although there are too many slots in the matter, it cannot be avoided that the Japanese government is happy to accept this matter.

Some shady deals seem to be easier to carry out when the nationals of the country become the head of a world-class mafia organization or something.

"I'm going to take my students to Yokohama."

With a calm tone, Li Baoen stated his purpose.

Fuxin Yano stared at him for a long time, but didn't see his purpose, so he could only ask, "Why did you choose Yokohama when you trained that Judaime candidate?"

Forget Yokohama, it hasn't been quiet for long.

Li Baoen blinked his big dark and soft eyes, looking quite harmless.

He noticed Fengxin Yano's vague resistance, but it was not strong, which indicated that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Because Yokohama has a rich local mafia culture, I plan to teach my students that."

Li Baoen said the words that made Fushin Yano silent in a calm and flat tone.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the compartment, and the waiter who got permission brought all the soup tofu and other accessories.

Until the waiter withdrew, Fuxin Yano had been staring dumbly at Li Baoen on the opposite side.

Yokohama's local mafia culture is indeed rich, and there's nothing to wash away, but the mafia culture in Tokyo and Kobe is not weak, so why just focus on Yokohama?

"Don't worry, it won't disrupt the current peace of Yokohama."

As if knowing Fushin Yano's scruples, Li Baoen gave a promise, thinking in his heart, at worst, focus the firepower on the stupid Tsuna, the Judaime candidate must show the aura of a candidate.

Fengxin Yano: ...

She looked at Li Baoen's big shiny black eyes, and was a little silent.

In my mind, I calculated how much damage the Judaime candidate would bring to Yokohama. If we add the guarantee of Li Baoen and the control of the Supernatural Secret Service Division...

It's not impossible.

In the end, Fuxin Yano nodded, but with one condition attached.

"Yes, but the area must be restricted. Violent activities cannot be carried out in residential areas, commercial areas and other places. Anyway, try to avoid crowded places."

Li Baoen said there was no problem, he waited for Fengxin Yaye to move his chopsticks before he began to eat the bowl of soup tofu in front of him.

After a meal, Fuxin Yamu's mood improved slightly.

The author has something to say: Pengelie's demolition team said it had something to say.

At the same time, the Hong Kong black demolition team is not to be outdone.

The Buddhism of the Armed Detective Agency is as immovable as a mountain.

The Ability Secret Service Section is going to stay up all night again.

Yokohama is really a treasure land of geomantic omen.

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Although Skylark 27 is very nice, but R Demon King is one of my male gods!