Dr. Jishihurensen

Mori Ogai really did not expect that the answer given by Jin Kurosawa would be so...unsatisfactory.

Obviously, I saw Kurosawa Jin studying very hard in the book before, why did he hand over the answer like this...

Can not bear to look.

He looked at the excerpt notes from the book in his hand, which could not be called a thesis at all, and he would feel against his will even after reading it. He couldn't help but glanced up at the young man beside him.

The young man with light blond hair lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was waiting for Mori Ogai's conclusion.

Mori Ogai looked at the tall stack of books next to him, and then looked at the thesis in his hand, feeling very headache.

"Mr. Zhen, can you tell me what you were thinking when you wrote this?"

Kurosawa raised his head and glanced at Mori Ogai, without any expression on his face, if it weren't for the two dark circles on his face that almost drooped to the corners of his mouth, Mori Ogai would almost have thought it was a mockery.

He didn't get an answer, and he wasn't in a hurry, but with a slight smile on his face, he looked at the young man in front of him, looking like I'd just keep waiting if you didn't tell me.

Kurosawa was silent for a moment, unable to take it anymore, he frowned slightly, "Based on the bibliography you gave, combined with the situation in Yokohama Saiba Street."

Mori Ogai nodded, "It's true that this is the task I assigned to you at the time, but Mr. Jin, can you explain to me what is "On the Impact of Foundation Level on Crime Rate" and "The Killer Economy Is Implemented on Leibo Street" Feasibility method”? If I remember correctly, I told you at the time that the content to be written was the content analysis of politics, economy, geography, etc. The height of the foundation involves a part of the soil structure and looseness I can count it as geography, and the killer economy can barely count as economics, but what about politics?"

He looked seriously at Kurosawa Jin in front of him, "What about politics? A child who grows up by Mr.'s side probably doesn't understand at all."

Kurosawa was expressionless, "I am not in charge of this work."

In other words, he doesn't understand.

Mori Ogai put down the things in his hands and sighed, "In this case, I still need to contact that gentleman. After all, the person I need is someone who can help me in this regard. I believe that Mr. Yi Because of my identity, the people around me must be very good, and Lord Zhen must also be able to bear the responsibility of protecting me, but it is a pity that the person I want is not Lord Zhen..."

Kurosawa raised his head abruptly.

His expression was almost ferocious, but what he said was obviously not the case.

"What do you want... I will learn."

Mori Ogai blinked, and after a while, he put down the documents in his hand.

He pursed his lips and smiled at the young man in front of him, "My request is actually not high at all, and ordinary people can do it."

Kurosawa looked at the non-aggressive man who was smiling in front of him, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

When he first came here, he saw that this person was so proficient and straightforward, he thought that he would meet someone who was compatible with him, but he didn't expect...

"Please. As long as you don't tell Mr. . . . "

Kurosawa Jin lowered his head, and could feel tears dripping from almost every character when he spoke.

Mori Ogai tilted his head slightly, "You don't have to force yourself like this, Mr. Jin, there are things that people can't do, otherwise there will be no society, so if there is anything, just leave it to someone who is good at it."

"No, I can."

"Really? Lord Zhen, you have to understand that for a complete amateur to do what an expert does, it is not just difficult. The things encountered, the problems to be solved, and..."

"I can."

Kurosawa Jin looked at Mori Ogai in front of him, his eyes were dark.

Mori Ogai looked at him, and after a while, "A promise without results is empty talk. Jin-kun, I look forward to your conclusion."

As he spoke, he picked up a document from his desk and handed it to Jin Kurosawa, "This is the Raibo Street Processing Plan I made earlier, and I originally wanted to wait for your results to come out. Afterwards, it was confirmed by each other, but now I am afraid I can only let Lord Zhen show it to Mr.

Kurosawa raised his head, "Aren't you taking advantage of Mister?"

Mori Ogai blinked and didn't deny it, "Isn't this because Jin-kun can't come up with what I want? Or, if Jin-kun knows someone who has this kind of knowledge, it's okay to let him see it. Don’t insist that the gentleman see this plan.”

Kurosawa Jin looked at Mori Ogai in front of him, unable to tell what kind of heart was hidden under his gentle smiling appearance.

He gritted his teeth, looked at Mori Ogai in front of him, and after a while, lowered his head, "I see, leader."

Mori Ogai watched Kurosawa Jin leave, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

After a while, the door closed.

Mori Ogai threw himself on his desk.

Hey, there is still a lot of work to do...Fukuzawa Yukichi also needs support. Originally, the detective agency is a latecomer. If they can't catch up in time, then the talents trained by the school will have to be handed over to the state. ?

Although it is not impossible, Mori Ogai has experienced the complicated and unpredictable relationship network and interest chain.

Everything is for the greatest benefit, as long as they think that leaving Yokohama alone can obtain the greatest benefit, then Yokohama will only sink forever.

Mori Ogai still kept the smile on his face just now, looked at the ballpoint pen in his hand, and lightly pressed it twice.

No.His people don't want to go anywhere until the construction of Yokohama is completed.

But speaking of it, he had seen the school situation yesterday.Obviously it has been built, and the children of the sheep and the death squads have also entered the school, but why does the school still look empty...

Leaving aside those children who already have schools to attend, the other children should also gather together and send them here for overall training.

After all, children are the future of a city.

Mori Ogai let go of his thoughts, looked at the ceiling, and after a while, lowered his head.

Three words were neatly written on the paper.

orphanage.

This is the gathering area for those children who are in urgent need of education but cannot be well-educated due to various reasons.

And such children are of far higher quality than those who have become accomplices of pickpockets and liars on the streets.

I just don’t know how many orphanages in Yokohama are still open.

After all, this was just the end of the war, and the national crisis was just at that stage.

As a high-level executive, that gentleman has too many things to weigh, so he won't pay easily. He doesn't know how much resources he can get in exchange for the plan he wrote before.

He wants people, money, and policy support.

And as his first step to change Leibo Street, this school must be run well and beautifully.

After Kurosawa left, he went to the orphanage first.

Thinking of this, the pen in his hand drew a circle on the text on the paper.Get up and leave the study room.

Natsume-sensei has left, and I don't know where he has gone. If he is here, you can ask if there is any teacher you know, or if Natsume-sensei has any ideas about coming out to teach.

After all, the teachers his school wanted to recruit were of second best ability, but they had to be good-natured.

Isn't Natsume-sensei the perfect candidate?

In fact, he is too busy, otherwise he can actually work... No, if he is free, wouldn't it be a good way for him to choose children worthy of training?

When he was about to go out, Mori Ogai put his hand on the hanger. After a while, he ignored the kimono he had carefully selected, which was eighty percent similar to Fukuzawa Yukichi's, and chose a dark feathered kimono cover. Outside, get up and go out.

The door was closed lightly, Ellie rubbed his eyes, and put his hand in Mori Ogai's.

"Well—you should have done that long ago."

"Oh, Alice, you've been busy all this time, don't you have time?"

"Don't call me Alice-chan, it's disgusting, Morin Taro."

"Is there any? It's obviously super cute."

"Speaking of it, you actually said, do you want me to knock out your teeth as well?"

"It's so fierce, Alice sauce, cry."

"Ouch, you managed to disgust me."

The voices of the two gradually faded away.

a day later.

Sanhua's cat lightly jumped onto the glass window on the second floor.

Obviously there are guards patrolling the surrounding vigilantly at all times, but no one notices that there is a cat walking here swaggeringly.

Its yellow eyes stared quietly at the room for a moment, as if it heard something, looked back, jumped down lightly, and disappeared into the bushes.

After a moment.

Sitting behind the desk, the person who was looking down at the documents suddenly stopped.

He put down the document he was looking at just now, wiped his hands, swiped the pen in his hand twice, put it aside, rolled up one sleeve, and opened one drawer.

The posture is relaxed, idle, and there is no half-guard.

However.The moment a cat landed on the ground, the middle-aged man, who seemed relaxed and relaxed, pulled out his gun and fired three shots in the direction where the cat landed without hesitation.

Even though the cat on the ground had expected it, it still twisted into a posture that was impossible to do when avoiding an overly precise shot. The middle-aged man who shot completely with experience only saw that he was aiming after three shots. What is the thing.

He let out a sigh, and threw the gun in his hand on the table, "Why are you here?"

Sanhuamao nimbly avoided the middle-aged man, jumped onto the stool behind him, and turned into a thin, well-dressed middle-aged man on the spot.

He sat down on the owner's stool unceremoniously, looked up at the person in front of him, "I'll come and see you, aren't you welcome?"

"Naturally welcome."

The middle-aged man's voice was filled with joy. He turned and leaned against the table behind him, looked at Natsume Soseki in front of him, looked at him for a while, and sighed, "I'm thinner again."

Natsume Soseki also sighed, "Don't talk about that, I have business with you today."

"It's your apprentice again?" The middle-aged Mori Ogai was very impatient after listening to Natsume Soseki complaining on the surface and showing off inwardly.

"It's a big deal. Just listen to me." Natsume Soseki raised his head slightly and patted the knee of the person opposite him.

He was reluctant, but still turned his head and looked at Natsume Soseki, "What's the matter?"

Before Natsume Soseki could speak, there was a knock on the door.

Masaoka frowned, looking at Natsume Soseki in front of him, "What is it?"

"Mr. Kurosawa has something to see."

"Didn't he go to Mori Ogai?"

"Yes, he said he was holding a plan and needed someone to look at it. Mr. Kurosawa asked if you know any talents in infrastructure."

Masaoka pondered for a moment, got up and opened the door, looked at the servant at the door, "Bring it, let me see."

The author has something to say: the middle-aged man has a name today, Masaoka regular, one of Natsume Soseki’s friends I found, a haiku master, and later he went into politics, which is in line with Wenye’s habit, but I can’t understand haiku, appreciate it No, so I took a quick look and didn't understand what kind of person this is. Everyone just treat him as a tool who looks like a behind-the-scenes boss who actually gives away people, money, and connections.

As for the house that Masaoka usually lives in, there is also the original shape. It is the house that Osamu Dazai lived in in the third dimension, Xiyangkan. If you are interested, you can take a look, tsk tsk tsk, it is beautiful.From today's perspective, it is also a very beautiful building.