In order to survive, I do many jobs

Hound, the legendary strongest special operations force of the military and police, each member is a precious supernatural power user, each with amazing combat power, comparable to a humanoid self-propelled nuclear weapon.I, who loves nuclear peace, mixed in and felt a little out of place.

A sharp blade that pierces the enemy's heart, a sharp knife that sticks in the throat, synonymous with violence and shock.

——The above is the general impression of hounds from the outside world, but according to my meticulous observation, it is their eccentricities that match their amazing fighting power.

It's normal, popular characters these days have some innocuous quirks, as long as I'm not overly curious, I can ignore them and blend into their worldview very naturally.

This military special force is composed of the supreme officer Fukuji Sakurachi, the deputy head Cang Yeko, and the members Suehiro Tieshang and Jono Caiju, and now there is an extra me, a total of five people.

The number of people is too sparse, there are not even handymen to watch the water dispenser.Before I came, their leader-to-employee ratio was actually 1:1. What's the point of such a leader?Although it's a bit tacky, it's really cool to take a large group of younger brothers out to patrol the streets and fight against the country. Occasionally, I have to imitate the pomp of the mafia in the port next door. Handsome is just a word.

I want a younger brother (biting the handkerchief), whether it is in the port mafia or my mackerel cult, I want everything, but there is no shortage of younger brothers, and there will be a large group of people chanting "Long live the king" at random.Now I have become a loner, it really is unpredictable.

It is said that the Hound also has a phantom fifth person, who is performing an undercover mission outside, and the return date is undecided.Although I don't know his name, I unilaterally declare that this man and I must be a family.All the children in the world are my friends, when he comes back, I will treat him to Malatang and drink this cup of friendship wine.

Going back to the previous topic, about the quirk investigation of the new colleagues, in order to express my dissatisfaction with the present.

I have admired Miss Yezi for a long time. When my father was still alive, his love for this sister was like a torrential river, which was exactly the same as my mother's love for Brother Ginjiu. On the face of it, the two of them can be regarded as alternative soul mates.

I don't have any special views on the love stories of the previous generation. Let's take Gin as an example. Although he is the same generation as my mother in terms of seniority, I will never take the initiative to call him uncle.One is self-deprecation, and the other is that I am afraid that gin will hit me.

Which beauty would like to be called uncle and aunt?Although Gin is a bit fierce and inhuman, a bit scumbag, but he is also a pool boy, look at his smooth and flowing long hair, it is the result of meticulous care, it can be seen that everyone has a love for beauty , the killer of the villainous organization is no exception.

As a digression, I'm really curious. It stands to reason that Gin is also the number one model worker in the distillery. He rushes around every day, doing everything from sniping undercover agents to beating the black sticks of passing high school students. His only partner is a The driving boy who failed to achieve success but failed to reveal it made things worse.

Why is his long hair so thick and smooth, as if he has never encountered the trouble of hair loss and baldness?I don't believe there is a human being who doesn't bother with baldness, there must be something wrong with him!

Could it be, could it be that Gin was wearing a wig in the first place? !It's just because the black hat he was wearing at the same time covered up the traces of the wig, so the real detective didn't see it?

This possibility is not ruled out, but we need to use a comprehensive and scientific attitude to analyze the problem, and it may also be the case—Gin Jiu is actually a hidden superhuman!

His ability will not be bald. Although it can be selected as the top ten sand sculpture abilities of the year, it is definitely Saigao's ability for civilian employees. It is far more attractive than Bawang shampoo. in forever.

However, it is a pity that Qin Jiu is a militant militant, and he cares more about his own strength than his personal image.So he deliberately concealed his identity as a person with supernatural powers, walked the rivers and lakes as an ordinary person, and finally gained a great reputation. He is actually a model figure for the inspirational employees of the winery. The boss should award him a Progressive Youth Award as encouragement.

My mother has good taste, and she is looking at a high-quality stock.My father's taste is not too much, and Miss Yezi is also a super excellent woman.

Just as I don't know how to be called Uncle Gin, so I don't have a wonderful elder filter for Miss Yezi, but even so, I was still surprised when I saw her.

This, isn't this a young girl? !My pupils were shocked, but the cute little girl was shaking her legs and sitting in the position of the deputy chief, and then thinking about the real age of Ms. Okura Yeko in the information-I understand, she is the real legal loli, Mori Mr. is always the ideal type.

etc!Thinking of my old father like this...!God, he shouldn't have gone undercover in the port mafia, he must have been infected with the Mori Ogai virus, how could this be!

Okura Yeko, the breath of the soul with supernatural powers, can freely change the age of herself or others, it is amazing that her alias becomes bigger and smaller, a magical woman who can seamlessly switch between Lolita and Yujie.

Very beautiful, very cute, and she is a legitimate lolita, she has no flaws except being too nympho to Captain Fukuji.

"Being able to breathe the same air as the captain, Yezi is so happy that he is dying." The deputy chief held his face, his face flushed.

Well, in this case, this sister must love her job very much. There is nothing like falling in love with her boss to motivate people to work overtime.

We Yokohama people are really weird. From time to time, there will be a wonderful personality cult complex. For example, Hong Kong and Heilongjiang are full of butcher chefs, middle chefs, and Mori chefs. One's own strength has increased the combat effectiveness of all the butchers.

It's really crazy to be too aggressive, even a rational chef like me will occasionally become very ghostly, which is completely different from the Chinese chef next door.From this, it can be concluded that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, everything is Dazai Osamu's fault.

Ms. Yezi is an extreme cook. During the two-hour meeting, she watched Captain Fudi for a total of one hour, 59 minutes and 59 seconds. The only blank second was to pay attention and glance at me.Although it is difficult to explain, I can barely believe that she has tried her best, and I am willing to understand that my patience with my beautiful sister will always be infinite.

... Even if she is as aggressive as Akutagawa Ryunosuke, I can still stand it. I have experienced too many ups and downs, and I have already looked down on it.

After talking about Miss Yezi, Mr. Tiechang, whom I am very familiar with, followed.I won't say more about his special food addiction, and I'm afraid that I will unconsciously die trying the new recipe he sent me tonight.

What a challenging recipe. As a cook, I have the same yearning and pursuit for the ultimate deliciousness and the ultimate unpalatable like my classmate Xinghei Chuangzhen.

Mr. Tiechang is simply my treasure boy. It is hard to imagine how many god-level recipes of the dark cooking world are hidden in his little brain. I really want to try them one by one. The end of this road must contain the supreme philosophy of life.

It's a pity that in the case of losing the Dazai mouse, I would probably follow Mr. Jono who was persecuting him as frantically as I was.After a bowl of medicine, the hound's precious spitting service will be gone, and I will be forced to shoulder the burden that I can't bear at my age again.This is not okay, I have to restrain myself.

Let’s talk about the other side of Mr. Tiechang. First of all, let’s define him. He is undoubtedly a good person.Not only does he carry my luggage, but the man who can say "It is my righteousness to protect the precious girl's heart" is shrouded in the brilliance of righteousness from top to bottom. He is an amazing partner of justice.

I only know two good people like him in Yokohama. One is Mr. Odasaku, a single father of five in the area, and the other is Mr. Nakaya, who I bumped into and helped the old lady cross the road.

——Osamu Dazai, who played the role of the old lady, was beaten to death by Mr. Nakaya afterwards. This gossip must not have been passed on to the internal forum of Hong Kong gangsters by me, absolutely not, please believe me.

Such a good-natured boy, apart from his eating habits, his greatest pleasure is watching ants move.

According to Mr. Tiaoye’s friendly reminder, Mr. Tiechang can squat in the open space behind the hound’s dormitory and stare at the ants for a whole day. After thinking about it, combined with the above, I can’t help speculating whether he is the reincarnation of the pangolin, which is why he can’t give up in this life. The love of ants.Even if you can't eat it, it's good to have a look.

What a wonderful man, with personality.

Finally, Mr. Jono, who pissed me off once when we met for the first time, a white-haired and squint-eyed boy, lost his vision of both eyes due to serious vision problems. He and his nose are beyond the scope of human beings, and they demonstrate what a "hound dog" is.

At the same time, he and Mr. Edogawa Ranpo proved the world law that squinting and squinting are monsters. Yokohama is indeed a city of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Everyone here is talented, but the words are not very nice.

It's a miracle that Tiao Ye Caiju didn't get beaten to death when he grew up so big. He was in charge of the sky and the ground, and he had never seen a way to control the sound of other people's heartbeats. Small things are really unique.

I have mastered the skill of controlling my heart voice for so long. Except for Osamu Dazai who occasionally plays with me, it is the first time that anyone can keep up with the rhythm of my music, which makes this DJ eager to play a song "If I am a dj, will you love me", social shake, shake up!

His hearing is so good, to be honest, I suggest him to see an otology department, don't shy away from medical treatment, see him early and treat him early.

Hearing alone is fine, but it is said that his sense of smell is equally astonishing. I looked at the shirtless men sweating like rain on the training ground inside the military police, and I could imagine the smell of sweat on their bodies from endless distances. How is Mr. Jono? It must be difficult to survive tenaciously in such a harsh environment.

What if the suspect to be arrested has body odor... I can't bear to think about it anymore, what a suffering in the world-I mean the suspect who was killed half of his life by Mr. Jono.

Although he looks very kind and looks like a weak young man, Mr. Jono is really mean, and he likes to laugh at others by pulling his pigtails.

It's a pity that he was born in a hound, and he has nowhere to shake his burden, and he can't spit out a lot of spittle.

The two chiefs don't say much, the official rank crushes people to death; the natural Mr. Iron Gut will never get his slot, and there is nothing more frustrating for a complainer; the last is the newcomer I, I'm sorry, I'm a steel warrior trained under Mr. Dazai. I'm completely immune to the painless run. When it comes to cross talk, he still can't beat me. I don't have any fear at all.

It's unbelievable, but Mr. Jono is half of my peers. Like me, he has an amazing talent in cross talk, and he is worthy of his status as a hunting dog.

Mr. Tiaoye teamed up with Mr. Waterloo, the biggest man in his life, to carry out tasks on a daily basis—that’s right, the Hound has five people in total, except for two principals and deputy leaders and an expatriate boy, they are the only ones who can do things What's the matter, even if you pinch your nose, you have to form a team, and you have to run into each other.

Now there is one more me, another Waterloo in Mr. Jono's life, it is really pitiful.

I was sitting in the military cafeteria with a plate to eat staff meals. Mr. Iron Gut was sitting opposite me, and Mr. Jono was sitting next to him. We maintained a delicate triangle.Why do I feel so superfluous when they sit beside me?I shouldn't be here, I should be under the table.

The food in the military and police cafeteria tastes pretty good, much better than the boxed lunches in the black cafeteria in Hong Kong. Not only did Auntie Dacai not show her skill of shaking the spoon, but she also specially filled me with two big chicken drumsticks, which moved me to tears.

If you have milk, you are a mother. I am such a practical person—you see, Mr. Tiaoye, who can’t speak, has only one drumstick, and Mr. Tiechang, who is good-looking and talkative, has two. I have three of the top ones.

"You have just bought the canteen auntie in less than a day, you are very capable." Tiao Ye Caiju sat on my oblique right with the plate in one hand, clearly reached out and pulled out a pair of chopsticks, and put them Break into perfect halves.

He must be a Virgo.

"Because I'm very likable." I ate with puffy cheeks, and taunted back without raising my head, "Unlike Mr. Tiaoye, who obviously has a cowherd face, but he can't even coax a middle-aged aunt well. .”

What a classic image of a handsome boy, if You Tiao Ye Caiju said "Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore", there must be a lot of rich women who are willing to lick him, and getting rich overnight is not a dream.

However, I heard that Mr. Jono's family is a very rich Yazi, who is not far from the Yusan family. I don't understand why the young master doesn't want to inherit the family business and come to the military to experience life. Metamorphosis Yokohama special session?

"What a beautiful girl, it would be even better if you sew that mouth up." Tiao Ye Caiju said with a smile, "You'd be cuter if you shut up."

Hey, this sentence is the best sentence I heard from him today. Although it is mixed with cynicism and sarcasm, he at least respects the basic facts: beautiful girls are of course good-looking, and he who has a good skin like Sora Different, I am a good girl with a beautiful heart and a beautiful heart.

As an empathetic person, I will properly accept the brain-dead suggestion of the unreasonable person. Since he has said so, I will shut down.

"Really?" I tilted my head, closed my mouth as he wished, and lowered my head to pick up the rice.

Following my silence, Tiao Ye Caiju on the opposite side fell silent suddenly, a vein popped up in his forehead, and the smile on the corner of his mouth almost collapsed.

Suehiro Tiechang, who was eating seriously, found that we were silent at the same time, not understanding what happened, so he raised his head and looked around blankly, "Joye, Anhe?"

"That's enough, I'll give you the chicken legs, shut up, and stop your performance." Tiao Ye Caiju put the big chicken legs in the bowl on the small plate and pushed them to me, "Eat, don't talk."

"Tiaoye, Anhe Mingming didn't speak." Suehiro frowned, "You can't always slander her."

"Shut up, you all." With a formula-like smile on his face, Tiao Ye Caiju let go of the chopsticks that had been broken off by his fingertips, pulled out a new pair of chopsticks, and continued eating through gritted teeth.

I just let it go, I slowly calmed down my beating heart—what happened just now, you ask?In fact, it’s nothing. I ordered a lively ballad for Mr. Tiaoye with my heart voice: "Very Hungry, Very Hungry, I’m Really Hungry".

The simpler the lyrics, the more brainwashed they are. With my Yokohama song library, tonight he will sing this song on repeat in his dream. This is the price of poisoning me, die!

Looking at the trophies that the enemy voluntarily surrendered, I was a little bit embarrassed when I was satisfied: I already had three chicken legs, and I would get tired of eating any more.So I backhanded the little dish and pushed it towards Mr. Iron Gut. I had a hunch that this young man would give this sacred chicken leg a perfect ending.

Go ahead and show me your great ideas!

"Thank you, An He." Mr. Tiechang took the big chicken leg that had changed hands several times seriously, with a dignified and solemn attitude, and he slowly raised his chopsticks...

"Mr. Iron Chang, are you okay?" A few minutes later, I silently put down my chopsticks, my conscience was so painful that I couldn't breathe, and I wished I could travel back to the self who was not a human being a few minutes ago and killed me, "I will take you to the infirmary for gastric lavage. Let’s go.” Or call an ambulance to send the ICU directly, and I will pay the medical expenses and take care of you.

The combination of fried chicken drumsticks with ginger, mayonnaise, raw egg liquid and a whole lemon gives me a stomachache just by looking at it. I don’t understand how Suguang Tiechang swallowed a whole lemon without peeling it. This man is too Terrible, I would call him the strongest.

"It's okay, it's delicious." Suehiro Tieshang took out the paper and wiped his mouth, and looked at me strangely like a normal person, "Aren't you going to eat? The food is getting cold."

"...I have a stomachache, and I want to go back and take Jianweixiaoshi tablets." The Lord is fine, but I felt my stomach ache from watching.

"It's better to have a full dinner." Tiaoye Caiju solved his meal without any surprises, "You go to perform the mission with us tonight, halfway through, I will throw you into the trash can .”

"Is that so? I hope it's a non-recyclable trash can. Maybe I can meet my guardian at the centralized garbage disposal station." I picked up my chopsticks again and chewed. "Don't worry, I'm super reliable."

"Really?" Tiaoye Caiju looked at my small body up and down, thin and pale like Ji Jun who has lived in a boudoir for a long time, can I fight?seriously?

Put away your suspicious eyes, I have never lost in terms of instantaneous explosive power, and the unique skill of disappearing in place in a second is not empty.The battery life is a little bit short. In terms of support and field control alone, I can control you until you can't release a single skill in the entire field.

"Seeing is believing." I shrugged, and without wasting words with him, I spread my hands, "Mission information?"

"No need, just arrest everyone you see." Tiaoye Caiju said lazily, "Anyway, mafias are criminals who disrupt order. No matter how many organizations they come from, they should be arrested together and interrogated slowly."

The arrogance of public officials.In the past, when I was in Hong Kong, I had to pay special attention to this aspect to avoid making enemies for the organization for no reason. When I changed to the military and police, I had no scruples and suddenly became happy.

"Speaking of which, you were originally a member of the Port Mafia, right?" Tiaoye Caiju seemed to have thought of something, leaned forward, and asked me with a smile, "Do you think you will be encountered in this mission?" People you know?"

"Should be. I'm a cadre's deputy. Except for the new members, how can the old people in Hong Kong and black not know me." I smashed the carrot on the plate, "I'm sorry, you probably won't be able to see a good show." I smiled Said, "Because the people I know very well, the higher ups will never allow you to arrest them."

The three-quarter concept finally managed to maintain the order in Yokohama. Mr. Guochang Road Dajue in the Yuzhu Tower even planned to promote and learn from Yokohama's management system of supernatural powers. How could you allow you to wipe out all the high-level Hong Kong gangsters? It's a fantasy.

"Besides, the group of people in the Hong Kong gangster operation department are quite fast. They basically kill and leave, and leave the rest to the logistics department to finish." I scooped up the rotten carrot with a spoon and swallowed it in one gulp, "Action If you don’t hurry up, you may not get a living.”

"Not necessarily." Tiaoye Caiju took out a bronzing invitation card from his pocket, gently placed it on the table and pushed it towards me, "It's an underground auction, and the participants come from various mafia organizations, from the organizer to the guests. is our mission."

What you said is like a bloodhound going to wash the auction house in the next second. I almost forgot that you are a white party organization. Why do you feel that you are more black-hearted than the winery?

"What's the grand finale?" I took the invitation. "Will we have any funding for the event?"

"Of course—no." Tiaoye Caiju said with a smile, "My dear miss, you are thinking about Taozi, so don't keep daydreaming."

"The final auction item is the information of an important member of the Port Mafia." Tiaoye Caiju was not surprised to see my surprised expression, "Although I don't know who leaked the information, its allure has attracted several big fish. "

"We mainly went to catch fish. The authenticity of the information cannot be confirmed, and the captain did not force us to bring it back." This is the essential reason why they have no activity funds, and it is definitely not because the military and police are stingy.

The smell of conspiracy, why didn’t I get any news about the leak of important members’ information, and there is actually a vicious organization in Yokohama that dares to openly oppose the port mafia?

Could it be Mr. Mori calling for a thief?I don't have half confidence in his character. I have seen too many cases of dirty adults deliberately throwing bait to fish for law enforcement in order to achieve their goals.

The hound's attitude is also ambiguous. If it is really confidential information from Hong Kong gangsters, why would they let me, a newcomer who just came to report, participate in the mission?

No matter how you look at this matter, it looks like two old foxes cooperating with each other in the air: Hong Kong blacks spread bait, hounds catch fish, mutual benefit and win-win cooperation.

It is very simple to confirm my guess. If it is true, I will probably meet Mr. Nakaya at the auction site. If it is false, it is probably Black Lizard or Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

——But unfortunately, I only guessed half right.

Looking at the ponytailed "girl" in a small black and white dress in front of me, the lollipop in my mouth fell to the ground in an instant, and hit a pair of Ye Caiju's shiny leather boots, leaving a trail of pink sugar stains.

"Wow! Mustard, mustard sauce?"

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