Forced to go undercover, I lie down and win

port mafia

The middle-aged man in a dark suit rubbed his temples helplessly, took the time to look at the two people sitting beside him, and twitched his lips helplessly, "So...when you are so late, just borrow it. Did you take the private jet just to save that girl?"

They said that they borrowed this word because it was his two diamonds. In fact, they just took them away without any greetings to him. Yes, he didn’t know they used them until the two boys came back. His private jet went to protect his angel. Although he felt very relieved that his future disciple didn't have any problems, he just felt that something was weird.

There is a strange feeling that the son will not stay when he grows up.

"How should I put it? Obviously this should be a matter of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, but the two of you will run over directly."

"What does it matter?"

Although he didn't quite know what was going on with that mysterious organization, it was not his style to rush to make enemies. These two boys stood here with indifferent expressions on their faces. Really, even he was a little bit angry.

Osamu Dazai said with an indifferent expression, "Is Chief Mori free today?"

"You look very idle, don't you Chuya?"

Under Mori Ogai's watchful eyes, Nakahara Nakahara seemed to have come to his senses, and he frowned and asked, "Did you say something just now, Dazai?"

Chuya, are you distracted during meetings?

Mori Ogai took a deep breath to calm himself down, and he asked kindly, "Nakaya-kun, what were you thinking just now?"

"Ah, it's nothing. I was just thinking about the situation of that organization. She told me that she has now become a new existence similar to a cadre. If this is the case, I am still very worried."

The orange-haired boy said seriously, "She is not suitable for a life like ours at all, Chief Sen, do you know who those guys are?"

The boy clenched his fists, "If possible, defeat them."

Sen Owai: ...

What kind of strange request is this for him? Wait, shouldn't this be something that the Supernatural Secret Service does?

"Well, so, since they are a mysterious organization, we are just an ordinary Yokohama Mafia after all. It's better not to make enemies with such an organization under unclear circumstances."

Although the Port Mafia has become invincible in Yokohama after the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident, it has not yet reached the point where it can walk sideways in Japan. Now the angels are only temporarily stored there, and they seem to be doing well. Yes, they have all reached high positions. Although Sen Ouwai once felt baffled, after all, according to his understanding of angels, he should not accept the other party's mission at all. Maybe the other party has a side that he can't imagine at all.But there is really no need to find such a mysterious organization, isn't he an evil organization?

We should have sympathy with such an organization.

Did Chuya really make such a decision for that lady?Didn't he put the interests of the organization first? Although he knew that Dazai was like this, did Chuya do the same?

Too much Zhongye, I am obviously very optimistic about you.

Mori Ogai continued to sigh, and Dazai, who was standing next to Chuya, was in agreement with Chuya, "Yes, Chief Mori, I don't know what kind of impact this guy will have on us, as expected, we must act first. .”

That's not how my quotes are used!Osamu Dazai.

The black-haired boy raised his hands obediently, "Leader Sen just let me go undercover."

Osamu Dazai jumped up and down, "Look here, look here, I'm going undercover, Chief Mori!"

Mori Ogai felt a dull pain as he pressed his heart. Why did he send his future cadres undercover? Speaking of which, he is too kind to this organization, no, if it is Dazai, he must be undercover. It took three months to destroy his thoughts...

But having said that, why did the Supernatural Secret Service Division send the little angel Duanmuyou to go undercover?It would be a waste for such a good person to go undercover. According to Dazai-kun and Zhongyuan-kun, the other party didn't discover the young lady's supernatural power at all.

He can also give Miss Cadres!

Give it that day.

"If Dazai is going." Nakahara Chuya clenched his fists in front of Mori Ogai, and the boy wearing a black round-brimmed hat actually thought about it seriously, "I can also..."

Osamu Dazai raised his voice and puffed up his face, "Ah, do you want to take Chuya? I don't want... Chuya will be exposed as soon as he goes undercover."

Zhongyuan Zhong also retorted furiously, "Hey, who do you think wants to be with you, you bastard!"

Mori Ogai:? ? ?

What's wrong with you?Is one undercover not enough for two?Are you really planning to bring down that organization?

"Actually, maybe the Supernatural Secret Service Division has other arrangements for that girl. You two, give me a little attention."

He couldn't help but get serious, "Are you kidding me, you two are obviously members of the port mafia, think about going to other organizations together, and don't bother that girl! You don't have the qualifications now."

The two teenagers who were scolded by him like this shut their mouths together. Although they stopped talking, Mori Ogai felt that his heart attack was not much less than before.

"Well... Anyway, it seems that the child is fine now."

"I will also consider your proposal."

Mori Ogai rubbed his temple again and felt a headache, "Let's do it for now, Dazai-kun, the most important thing for Nakahara-kun now is to stabilize the situation on our side."

"Yes, I understand……"

Just when Mori Ogai felt breathless, Osamu Dazai continued to ask, "By the way, Chief Mori, don't you want to use the plane recently."

"Why...why?" He forced a smile.

"Because we are going to find Miss Sister." Dazai Administration said confidently of course, "This is the most important thing recently, so Chief Mori, if you have nothing to do recently, don't use the plane."

Mori Ogai:? ? ?

Osamu Dazai, are you speaking human language?I bought that plane, and the maintenance fee is very expensive!

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, "That's right."

Mori Ogai rubbed his head, when will his angel come, if not, the diamonds will all jump to work undercover, it is really difficult for him.

As for the two teenagers who walked out of the chief's office, the black-haired boy with his pockets in his pocket confirmed naturally, "So Zhongye, do you want to join?"

"Ah? You really have such an idea." Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows. Although he was extremely dissatisfied with his companions, it was obvious that they were on the same front this time. "Of course, such an organization There is no problem with us defeating it."

"Okay, then it's decided. Let's launch a big campaign to disintegrate the organization. The first step is to start with their members. The names are Akemi Miyano and Zhu Xingdai."

"Can this organization really last for three years?" It's gone in three months.

The black-haired boy lazily smiled, "Well...if they can make the little sister more happy, of course they can."

After Zhuxing beat Calvados last time, all the snipers in the organization were shut down collectively. No one dared to point fingers at us. Although Chianti and Cohen did not treat us well every time, but Don't dare to mock us anymore, after all, Maharaja told them with his strength that none of them can fight.

According to Mingmei, the Maharaja and I have become famous in the organization. Everyone knows that the two newly promoted members of the organization are extremely powerful and will be the future stars of the organization.I'm really ashamed, wipe my sweat... But Mingmei is obviously a peripheral member of the organization, how can she know so much information inside the organization.

Mingmei smiled and introduced to me, "Because my sister is also a core member of the organization."

"Hey... so powerful? Doesn't Miss Mingmei have a strong backer?"

Speaking of which, Mingmei seemed a bit disappointed, she didn't look so happy and said, "Actually...it's not too good, but then again."

She pinched my face, "It's more like Xiaoyou has a good backer in the organization, tell me honestly if you are actually the daughter of the boss."

"certainly not!"

Every time at this time, Zhu Xingda would watch us quietly from the side, because I hate the smell of cigarettes very much, and of course I don't think the man who smokes is the most handsome!So the man with long black hair always goes to the balcony to smoke quietly alone, and when he comes back, he still looks at us in such a taciturn manner. Sister Mingmei and Zhu Xingda always have me next to each other, or Sister Mingmei votes. Feed me, or Zhu Xing Da voted to feed me. When playing games, when sister Mingmei can't beat me, Maharaja will consciously help me continue to play.

It's a good day, comfortable.

Because I was having such a good time, I almost forgot that I skipped a level and jumped directly to a person with a code name. After becoming a person with a code name, I was not so busy. Recently, the organization has not arranged new tasks for us until Zhu Xingda came one day Find me and let me go to America with him.

Huh...America?

"What kind of mission is it?"

After Zhu Xing glanced at me, "What kind of mission do you think?"

Got it, is it murder again?

Has the organization's business now expanded abroad?Is the Japanese police out of business? I notified them with such worries. By the way, I asked them if they had found out the identity of Zhu Xingda. It has been a long time. Haven't they found out?

The connector looked at me very sorry, "Sorry, miss, how should I put it... His identity is also hidden very deeply, we can only be sure that he must be very difficult, give us a little more time, it will be fine, as long as he You can use your strength."

Hey, that's all right.

I don’t know if they can do it in the U.S. this time, but I don’t think they can do it so far away. To my surprise, the contact person said, “Actually, in the U.S., it’s not impossible for us. We still have a good relationship with some American organizations. of."

Then he began to brag about me sincerely, "Speaking of which, I am indeed worthy of being a 3S tasker, and now I have become one of the cadres of that mysterious organization."

"so amazing."

He looked at me with envious eyes, "It's a legend of our undercover agents."

……Thanks.

After talking to my connector, I went on a business trip to the United States with Zhu Xingda the next day. Of course, it was Sister Mingmei who helped me pack the luggage, and brought a lot of big and small bags, which made Zhu Xingda speechless .

When I got on the plane, I found out that Zhu Xing was booked in the economy class. How could it be so? The flight to the United States for more than ten hours turned out to be in the economy class.

I waved my hand and said to him, "Upgrade, I'm going to first class."

Zhu Xingda: ...

"In terms of organization..."

"Don't say that you don't get what you have, I'll pay for it!"

"That's not the problem..." Zhu Xing, who was wearing sunglasses, explained seriously to me, "The economy class is not so eye-catching. If you go to the first class, it will be easy to be remembered. We..."

I took out the black card to the flight attendant next to me, and said decisively in the gentle smile of the other party, "Let's go, Majesty."

Zhu Xingda: ...

In the end, the man dragged his luggage and followed me to the first-class cabin resignedly, enjoying the most VIP service. Seeing the young lady kneeling next to me and handing me a hot towel, I leaned comfortably on the seat and took a sip of wine. Said to Zhu Xingda, "This is the smell of money."

The man drinking bourbon was still silent, and I was drowsy on the backrest. After waking up for a while, I realized that someone had covered my body with a blanket, and rubbed my stiff body in discomfort. , When I turned my head, I noticed that Zhu Xingda was also reading a book with his chin propped up at this moment. The man's stern facial features became more and more profound under the dim yellow warm light of the plane. After I woke up, After the man's emerald eyes swept over me, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

His voice didn't seem hoarse at all, so he didn't sleep well at all?

I rubbed my eyes, still feeling dizzy, "sleepy."

He stretched out his hand to help me adjust the height of the lower pillow, and then said to me, "Then continue to sleep."

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

He didn't answer me, his expression looked a little gentle from my perspective, "No."

"So, go to sleep..." He stretched out his hand and dimmed the light a little more. The man turned his head and looked at me, "I will call you when I get to America. You just need to have a good rest."

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