Self-cultivation of fake wine

"I heard that the ability of a hypnotist is very convenient for interrogation." Koyo Ozaki smiled at Herb Shio who was sitting at the side desk processing documents, and then looked playfully at the cat fur blanket slumped on the boss chair behind the main desk, " Chuya, there are a few tricky guys there... I wonder if you can lend me some of them?"

At this time, only one afternoon had passed since Herbal Salt officially joined the Port Mafia.

Zhong, who had been sucked into a cat blanket, was paralyzed weakly, with a half-eaten dinner in front of him.

God knows that before Koye Ozaki entered the door, the dog man was still trying to coax the angry and tired and satisfied cat to eat dinner-he has always been patient in coaxing his own cat, no matter how complicated his temper is, he is still happy , This is called fun.

"Excuse me, hurry up and take him away." Zhong Ye gritted his teeth, feeling extremely disgusted.

"Oh?" Koyo Ozaki joked, "If you don't like it, I will take him away and make him your direct subordinate?"

China also...

Zhong also twitched the corner of his mouth, "Okay, sister Hongye, stop making fun of me."

However, Hongye has already seen the warning hidden in those blue eyes and the possessive desire that absolutely does not give up that warning represents.

If another person said this, Maomao might have been kicked out of the floor directly.

Hongye covered her lips with her sleeve and clicked tut twice, stopped making such jokes, and walked straight to the deputy desk.

"You heard it too, Mr. Caoben. Please come with me?"

The black-haired man in a white shirt, black trousers, and army green long trench coat put down his pen and stood up, with a modest and gentle smile, as well-behaved as a cute new employee who doesn't know much about the world. "Okay, Ozaki-sama."

Knowing that this was just an illusion, Koye Ozaki was pleased by the man's completely harmless acting skills.

Herbal salt looks more friendly than the vest of Lion Hughes.

Koyo Ozaki took the herbal salt and took the elevator downstairs, and then went to the HR Department to go through the relevant procedures for the direct subordinates of the newly recruited cadres.

The staff of the personnel department seemed to be tense and serious as they quickly walked through the process, but they were actually secretly looking at the newcomer.

This department is basically civilians with little fighting power. Most of them are relatives and friends who have been introduced by those militant factions in the organization, who can't find jobs or can't survive elsewhere, and who are educated but have no fighting power. After the terms of absolute confidentiality, grab a bite here.

The little girl who was on duty today looked at Herbal Salt's handsome face, and couldn't help showing a kind smile that was a bit nympho.

"Fill out this basic form first."

Herb Salt honestly filled out the second entry form.

The face of the little girl and the newcomer is so pretty...so are the hands...and so are the handwriting!

Then I was taken aback by the other party's full resume that seemed to exude golden light!

Koyo Ozaki took the form of herbal salt from the little girl with Hashida Haruna on the small card on her chest with great interest.

"Graduated from Tokyo No. [-] Police Academy, studied at the University of London and won the International xxx Biomedical Award during his studies. He graduated ahead of schedule in XX and won the title of honorary professor. The current awards include..."

While Koye Ozaki was reading those awards that she didn't know what they were but thought they were very prestigious awards, other people in the personnel department had already quietly searched for herbs under the earthquake-like feeling of magnitude [-] The name of the salt!

……

fuck.

The content of the entry searched by this cooge... is really crazy.

They're the port mafia and not Academy City!Did this boss apply for the wrong company?

Hashida Haruna looked at Herbal Salt with distress, and always felt that the other party must be forced to give up a bright and beautiful world-class future for life for some painful and helpless reason, and joined the mafia organization in a small place like Yokohama!

Mr. Nakahara, what have you done!Such a scientist, who can be called the wealth of all mankind, should hand in the fruit rack to benefit the world!Why do you want to drag people into the world! ! !

Chuya...?

Mao Mao slowly made a question mark.

#Why is it Mao Mao's fault! #

#This is probably the power of knowledge#

Koyo Ozaki returned the form to Hashida Haruna, raised her eyebrows at Herbal Salt, "I haven't asked you yet, what is your entry gift?"

Observant women have certainly noticed the dark sapphire stud on Herb Salt's left ear.

Sure enough, the corner of the man's lips curled up as if recalling a beautiful scene worth recalling for a lifetime, and he raised his hand to stroke his left ear.

"Mr. Nakaya gave me this, Ozaki-sama."

Ozaki Momiji nodded, "No wonder I came here a few days ago to ask about the style of my concubine's jewelry...so it was for you. That child really values ​​you."

The adjective is attention rather than favor, which is much more serious.

Koyo Ozaki stopped here on this topic.

"The identity card will probably come to pick it up in the evening. Let's go to the torture department with me first to help. By the way, I also have an entry gift to give you."

The black-haired young man stood up swiftly, "It is my honor to have your trust and appreciation, Ozaki-sama."

Appreciation is okay, trust the word...

And everyone present noticed that Ozaki Koyo just chuckled and actually agreed with this statement.

The staff of the personnel department silently watched the two bosses leave.

As for the intense gossip after the office door is closed, it has nothing to do with Herbal Salt and Ozaki Momiji.

-

Herb Salt knew very well that Koyo Ozaki was helping him quickly gain a foothold in the organization.

The earrings represent the love and attention of the cadre Nakahara Chuya who brought him into the organization, implying that the personnel department will get the identity card at night, which means that she attaches great importance to herbal salt, and taking him to the torture department...is to let him get the identity card that day. Prove that you can be a direct subordinate of a cadre.

Cao Moshio accepted Koyo Ozaki’s help and favor with peace of mind—whether the other party readily accepted his relationship with Chuya at the beginning, or the friendship that he worked with as Ryan Hughes in the port mafia later, they were almost fine. Call each other "one of us".

In addition, if there is a guy in the organization who doesn't have eyes, butts into the muzzle and makes Herb Salt unhappy...

Koyo Ozaki thought it was a ridiculous development that no one wanted to see.

The important talents brought in because of Zhongye, of course, must be retained by the organization itself in the future.

Personal friendship and official business are always two different things, and feelings are the most fragile and precious things that cannot withstand squandering.

Moreover, for the herbal salt that Ozaki Momiji and Mori Ogai are already familiar with, regardless of loyalty or ability, these are not issues that need to waste time screening.

Koyo Ozaki came to the underground torture class with herbal salt.

There are public torture grounds, individual torture rooms, and ordinary prisons with iron bars as doors or walls.

Many of the people who were handcuffed to the blood-stained stone wall for torture were in a coma—but since they had already been hung here, most of them had already made up their minds of loyalty rather than betrayal.

At this time, a thin, pale young man in a long black coat was dragging a man covered in blood out of the single-person interrogation room with a bored and angry expression.

He didn't do it himself, but wrapped the man in the black cloth extending from the hem of his coat, like a black spider entangled with poor prey, and walked in front of Koyo Ozaki.

The young man has a very iconic black, gray and white gradation sideburns, and his eyebrows are so sparse that it almost makes people think he has no eyebrows.

——Herb Salt did borrow Lion Hughes' vest, when Osamu Dazai, who made the illusion, and this little brother named Ryunosuke Akutagawa sparred, the ginseng cock passed the fact that the other party had no eyebrows...cough.

Of course, neither Lencius nor Herbal Salt are kidding about this.

Osamu Dazai bullying Akutagawa has no eyebrows, it's none of my business Ryan

Ryan Hughes has nothing to do with my herb salt again.

To sum up, mocking Akutagawa's lack of eyebrows has nothing to do with seeing Akutagawa's herbal salt for the "first time" with Koyo Ozaki!

"Ahem... Ozaki-sama." Akutagawa Ryunosuke's face was pale, his black eyes were full of impatience, suppressing the anger of wanting to tear apart the enemy on the spot, "Sorry, this guy didn't do anything."

Ozaki Koye glanced at the half-dead man who was dragged on the ground like a cocooned rag, leaving bloodstains all over the place, sighed softly, and then smiled.

She never had any expectations for Akutagawa's ability to torture—this was something that Dazai didn't even think about solving, and Akutagawa, the strongest leader in the organization, was never good at it.

"This is a newcomer to the organization, Herbal Salt." Koye Ozaki introduced a tall, handsome, gentle man with gold-rimmed glasses, "His ability is related to torture information, let him try."

Akutagawa frowned, staring vigilantly at this super tall newcomer like a wild dog seeing a stranger—this height and figure made him inexplicably think of the "traitor" of that organization.

Bloody traitor.

Akutagawa really regretted that he only asked Ryan Hughes to give him an illusion training instead of a real-person practice in the training ground.

Even though he died on the battlefield in the end, his strength was deeply imprinted on Akutagawa's heart. Not only did he regret not having a 1v1 with the client directly, but he also envied this kind of person who died vigorously on the highest battlefield. , Valuable end.

Ryan Hughes was a one-hit marvel of the organization.

This is the case in the hearts of many supernatural being members.

This is also one of the reasons why Ozaki Momiji went off to stand for Herbal Salt in person-although she and Mori Ogai both knew that Herbal Salt was Lion Hughes, it was impossible for others to know about it.

And as a direct subordinate of Zhongye, how can herbal salt gain a foothold behind Lionsius, who has such a combat power ceiling and soul status?

What's more, the relationship between the "two people" and Zhong Ye is so ambiguous.

Therefore, in front of the top iron champion of the organization, Koyo Ozaki deliberately concealed the relationship between Herbal Salt and Chuya.

Akutagawa only regarded this as an excellent rookie with easy-to-use abilities.

But the newcomer's proud and confident attitude, which has not experienced setbacks, will always make those who have struggled in the outer world for countless years feel disgusted with destruction.

"Really." Akutagawa Ryunosuke withdrew his ability Rashomon, and the black cloth flew back into the black coat cleanly, making people think that Rashomon actually had its own clothes cleaning buff.

The man covered in blood groaned, the broken ribs were pierced into the internal organs due to Akutagawa's rough discarding, and the severe pain forced him to wake up.

"Let's leave it to the experts." Akutagawa sneered, as if he was watching a good show, he gave the newcomer a cold look, and backed away.

However, the newcomer did not waver at all from the oppressive gaze of the notorious black disaster dog.

"So, what information do you want this person to spit out, Ozaki-sama?" The man pushed his glasses and asked in a warm voice.

"everything."

Herbal Salt raised an eyebrow, "It seems that the other party has to say a lot... But I don't think this person has the strength to provoke everything. Why don't you give him some water and glucose to moisten his throat?"

Before Akutagawa frowned and said something he disagreed with, Koyo Ozaki, as the head of the Torture Department and Akutagawa's superior, had already decided to meet the newcomer's request.

"Hiraoka, stop eavesdropping and go get some sugar water."

The yellow-haired young man who was arranging the torture tools with his back facing these people five meters away responded with a smile and rushed out immediately.

The man lying on the ground seemed to realize that he was about to suffer a new torture, but he had already decided to keep silent to the end—this was his last backbone and arrogance.

Then, after the black-haired man opened his mouth, he desperately felt the loss of control of his lips and tongue, and heard himself spit out all the secrets.

Koyo Ozaki watched this scene with satisfaction.

Hiraoka and other members of the torture department watched this scene in horror.

After the black-haired man finally determined that Koyo Ozaki didn't need to ask any more questions, he smiled and looked away at the tortured subject who had completely lost his value.

"I hope you are satisfied with my performance, Ozaki-sama."

Koyo Ozaki nodded happily, "Of course—as expected of a hypnotist, I don't think anyone can lie in front of you."

"Unless the other party has a higher level of mental power than me and has received professional training." The man took the initiative to reveal some real but non-existent information that is not so "invincible", "But since there is generally no such training, So the best way for the enemy to protect the secret is to choose a brave death at the moment of being caught by us-"

"That's really troublesome, we always need those important captives who can speak." Koye Ozaki sighed pretending to be annoyed, "I can't help it. Regarding your ability, it seems that it will be kept as a secret weapon that is absolutely confidential. , Mr. Herbs."

"I'm happy to contribute other values ​​to the organization." The man stretched out his hand, and a magnificent and clear orange-red flame ignited in his palm.Standing beside the captive who had lost hope of life, he asked for permission from the only cadre lady present, "Is there any corpse that needs to be disposed of? I'm not sure if this thing can be burned."

Ozaki Momiji raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Is there any use for this kind of rubbish?"

"Even if it's garbage, it's garbage that someone trusts and loves." Herb Salt played with the flame in her hand, turning the ethereal fire into a beautiful gesture of a bird spreading its wings and longing for freedom like a flower, but the words it said were like hell surging The heavy black mud chains that came out made people feel chills and fear, "Isn't it good to use him as bait? It's easier to catch a turtle in a jar than to confront it head-on. The final value of this person can reduce our casualty rate , it can be regarded as a worthy death... What do you think, Ozaki-sama?"

And the man who was calculated face to face and lost his desire to live like a rag suddenly became angry and violent.

He slammed into Akutagawa Ryunosuke fiercely, and then got his wish and was hit through the whole body by that warlike and cruel dog!

"I'm just dying..."

The prisoner was like a bird pierced by thorns. Even though his vision was blurred because of his dying, he tried his best to show an arrogant and ironic smile at the devilish black-haired man.

Akutagawa threw the doomed prisoner to the ground, and glanced at Herbal Salt in disgust, "It seems that you can't do what you want."

"Heh." The black-haired man still smiled maliciously, "It's a pity, as long as we have that kind of thought, even corpses can have the same effect. Besides, I just organized a possibility to reduce casualties— —Maybe it will be difficult for the other party to turn grief and anger into strength because of their too cruel actions.”

"...you're such a nuisance, rookie."

"So that's just a suggestion. As you said, I'm just a newcomer, and I still have a lot to learn and adapt to the organization." The gentle scum humbly praised his superiors, "I believe that the top management of the organization will definitely give the best advice. Appropriate instructions, you can think that I'm just an idiot who gives bad advice because I'm eager to get ahead, Akutagawa-sama."

Akutagawa was so upset that he almost exploded on the spot.

This polite and cruel shameless guy is definitely the type of black mud heart that the top iron champion who doesn't like to think about complicated issues is the worst at dealing with it!

Mustard is so angry!

There is no reason to want to hit someone! !

hateful! ! !

Akutagawa left angrily.

Leaving herbal salt and Ozaki Momiji looking at each other, at the same time showing a subtle and pleasant smile of "this child is still so funny".

"If you change command, do you really intend to use this man's body as bait?" Koye Ozaki asked tentatively.

"It is possible but not necessary." The man snapped his fingers, and a cluster of sparks fell on the body of the tragically dead prisoner with holes all over his body, swallowing the corpse silently in an instant.

The magnificent flame dissipated after a few seconds, and there was nothing on the ground.

Although Koye Ozaki had already improved a lot on Herb Shio's abilities, he still stopped breathing for a few seconds in shock when he saw this scene, not to mention the shock in the hearts of the ordinary members who had been silently watching!

"I can burn all the enemies he finds intrusive for the boss."

The man gracefully pushed his glasses.

"Leave no trace."