Dr. Jishihurensen

The hound that Fukuchi Sakurachi belongs to is a very secretive organization.

At least, for most people, it is a ghost organization that has never even heard the name.And among those who knew of its existence, they also held a dubious attitude towards the existence of the hound organization.

Among them, those who know the existence of the hound organization, their situation, and their residence are even rarer.

At this moment, Mori Ogai is sitting in this strong barrier that ordinary people don't even know, drinking tea leisurely with the person opposite.

"Hey - I'm not a tea party, you might as well give me a bottle of liquor instead of that."

Fukuchi Sakura complained loudly, with his usual full of spirit.

Mori Ogai, who came over with the tea, didn't take it seriously, and didn't feel the slightest discomfort because of the owner's complaint, "Really? That's a pity, I like this tea very much, so I want to share it, but Now it’s not bad, um, the water here is very sweet.”

As he spoke, he raised his cup and greeted Fukuchi Sakurachi.

Fukuchi Sakura looked at the clear-colored tea soup in her hand, her eyebrows twitched into a character horoscope, she brought the teacup to the tip of her nose and sniffed, grinning, showing a very disgusted expression.

But in the end, it was something someone else brought here specially, he didn't drink it on purpose, he brought it to his lips, lingered on Mori Ogai's face for a moment, and put the hot tea into his mouth without hesitation.

After a while.Fukuchi Sakura stuck out her tongue and let out a series of screams, "It's hot, it's hot, the taste cells on my tongue are going to be killed, bring me some wine, I want to see if I can still drink it It smells like wine!"

Mori Ogai was smiling, and Ellie on the other side quietly came over, put one hand on his lips, and said to Mori Ogai, "Rintaro Rintaro, his pants are unzipped."

Fukuchi Sakura, who had just taken the wine from Okura Yeko's hand, took a sip of the wine and squirted out suddenly. He stood up without hesitation, grabbed his own Tianmen and started to watch.He kept muttering, "Where is that? How come!"

After a while, Sakura Chi sat down with his hands on his blessed land, "Hahaha, I thought it was true, I almost forgot that my pants have no heaven."

Ellie grinned, showing a mischievous expression at Fukuji Sakurachi, and after a while, retracted himself behind Mori Ogai.

Mori Ou had a faint smile on the outside, "Alice's naughtiness made you angry."

"Hahahaha, how could it be." Fukuchi Sakurachi seemed to have suddenly thought of it at this time, and brought up the business.

"Speaking of which, Military Doctor Sen, you don't seem to be a military doctor anymore, do you?"

Mori Ogai nodded, "Yes, I worked as a doctor in a small clinic for a while after I resigned from the military doctor position, but unfortunately, the doctors in the clinic are not so easy to do, so I have no choice but to run to do it The leader of the gangsters."

A lot of the process was omitted by Mori Ogai in an understatement. When it was mentioned, it seemed to be just saying that after resigning as a cook, he started a roadside stall. After the roadside stall was not good enough, he started a small business.

Fukuji Sakura looked at Mori Ogai in front of him, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed haha, his hand patted Mori Ogai's shoulder vigorously, "It's amazing, not bad, I didn't expect it to be so short You have gone through so much in such a short time."

As he said that, he looked mysterious again, and lowered his voice, "Are you interested in telling me how you got into the position? I'm a little curious. I've disliked the old man above for a long time. Teacher how do I?"

Mori Ogai blinked, "Well, it's a bit difficult, after all, I entered as a private doctor at the time, and after the old leader died, I became the leader."

"Oh~" Fukuchi Sakura's voice was full of twists and turns, and he didn't know what he thought of. The expression on his face was very subtle. After a while, he raised his thumb to Mori Ogai.

"Although I don't know how it happened, Dr. Sen is amazing."

Mori Ogai smiled restrainedly, "I made you laugh, but it's just some common means."

Fukuji Sakurachi seemed to feel that he had nothing to say, and asked about Mori Ogai's recent situation.

Mori Ogai was not in a hurry to talk about his goals, but followed the other party's wishes and talked about Hong Kong and black affairs.

"In fact, it's quite simple to be a leader, but there are a lot of things to do, and you often need to work overtime." As he said, he nodded as if he had something to do, "But speaking of it, I have a lot of things here, and there are always not enough people. Use, I wonder if there is a suitable candidate for Your Excellency Fudi?"

Fukuji Sakura looked at Mori Ogai quietly for a moment.

He has always been lively and enthusiastic. When he is quiet, his eyes that have been tempered for a long time are particularly sharp. If it is an ordinary person, facing such a sight is enough to make them shudder.

But this sight was only for a moment.

He quickly changed the subject, "Hey... I don't have many people here. After all, I didn't want to recruit all kinds of candidates before. It's just that you know the situation a while ago. Everyone in the country can fight After leaving the battlefield, I only have three melons and two dates here, and I stayed with the people above the table, if you have a suitable candidate who does not intend to continue to be a mafia, why not recommend it to us."

Mori Ogai nodded seriously, "If anyone intends to serve the country, I will naturally recommend it to Your Excellency Fukuchi, but even that gentleman knows my situation, so he specially sent one of his subordinates to come over, Fukuchi Shouldn't you express it?"

Fukuchi Sakura scratched her head, "It's not kind of you to say that, among other things, Mr. Masaoka is your old teacher."

As he said that, he drew an ambiguous gesture with his finger, "He gave you someone, that's not called helping, that's called a meeting ceremony, meeting face to face~"

Mori Ogai's eyes widened, "Could it be that his relationship with the teacher is..."

Fukuchi Sakurachi laughed, "It's a gossip. I heard that the two of them get along like a husband and wife. When an outsider mentioned it in front of them, these two didn't refute it. They had a tacit attitude. It seems It's true."

Mori Ogai nodded vigorously, "That's it...then how about I tell you some gossip?"

"Okay, okay, tell me."

Fukuchi Sakura was gossipy.

Mori Ogai smiled, motioning for Fukuji Sakurachi to get closer to him.

Fukuji Sakurachi cooperated very well, tilting his body in the direction of Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai's voice was soft, "I'm with Fukuzawa Yukichi, so, a greeting."

Fukuji Sakurachi suddenly stood up.

The calm expression just now cracked instantly. He looked at Mori Ogai in front of him, and his hands suddenly trembled.

"you you……"

Mori Ogai smiled, but stopped talking to him, and looked at Ellie aside, "Oh, the weather seems a little hot today."

As he spoke, he loosened his neckline.

The neckline of the shirt bound by the tie was slightly spread out, revealing the ambiguous marks on his neck, a tooth mark with some bloody scabs obviously just appeared in the past few days, and there was still a little redness around it.

Fukuji Sakurachi's face turned blue and pale, obviously she had really received such a big shock, she pointed at Mori Ogai, almost trembling with Parkinson's rhythm.

"Oh, I'm sorry, don't get me wrong, usually Fukuzawa is not so fierce... Hey, it's all my fault."

As he said that, he raised his hand to straighten his neckline, and smiled at Fukuchi Sakura, "I should have brought him here, after all, you are good brothers who grew up together, but it's a pity, he said that today he has a commission Mission, don't worry about walking alone, so I followed, so I didn't come to see you together, when you have time, let's meet together, how about having a meal?"

Fukuchi Sakurachi really couldn't listen anymore, "Who do you want?"

Mori Ogai showed a surprised expression, "Hey, don't you want to hear it? Obviously you are such good brothers, I think if he wants to tell anyone, the first person he wants to tell should be you."

"enough."

Fukuchi Sakurachi took a deep breath, the cynical look just now completely disappeared from his body.

His fingers that seem to be too thick to hold a knife all the year round messed up his short hair, "Here you are, and what you want when you come here is Tachihara Michizo, this is impossible, you know even if I am the commander, It’s not someone who can make the decision. The higher-ups need someone who can restrain you, otherwise do you think the matter of the Angel of Death will be so easy? He is just a bargaining chip to replace the Angel of Death.”

Mori Ogai nodded, the expression on his face was as calm as ever, "In this way, there will be more help from Brother Fukuji, but don't you think that simple containment is not suitable for cooperation? A person who has the relationship between you and me is more suitable Being the one in the middle, being the bridge between us."

Fukuchi Sakura stared at him, and after a while, "I will accept him as an apprentice."

That is agreed.

Mori Ogai nodded and smiled contentedly.

After a while, he stood at the door of the hound base, "Brother Fukuchi, I'll bring Fukuzawa Yukichi next time. Don't you like drinking? Let's go together."

Inside the door, there was Fukuchi Sakurachi's roar.

"Don't come! Get out!!! I don't want to see you!"

Mori Ogai was in a great mood, with a happy and proud smile on his face.Ellie, who was pulling aside, slowly walked out of the base, boarded the helicopter, and disappeared into the forest.

In the hound base.

Fukuchi Sakura sprayed white smoke from his nostrils, and after a while, he spoke loudly to the people beside him.

"Where is the person? Where did he die? Find me a mobile phone—"

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was subduing the prisoner, heard the voice from beside him, frowned slightly, and looked at Ranpo Edogawa behind him, "Give me the phone."

Ranbu quickly ran over with a small jump, reached out and took out the phone, and handed it to Fukuzawa Yukichi obediently.

Fukuzawa Yukichi knocked him out, stood up straight, and connected the phone.

"Hey."

On the other end of the phone, there was a powerful roar that almost broke the eardrums.

"Fukuzawa Yukichi—"

Fukuzawa Yukichi, whose ears were buzzing for a moment, looked blank.

Blessed Sakura crazy?What's going on here?Finally drinking medical alcohol as wine?

The author has something to say: wwww honest people suffer.