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"Ah!" Gin sneezed, he looked around suspiciously, trying to catch the person who cursed him.

As a tall and cold guy, Gin only wears a thin black windbreaker even on the winter solstice, exuding a chilling aura.

Kugai can't sneeze, someone must be cursing him secretly, maybe it's a traitor on his assassination list.

Damn it, don't be caught by him, it's better to have you.

"Rum, what do you want me for?" Gin took a sip of gin and looked at Rum who was holding a glass of rum.

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Rum held his own body and fell into deep thought, and didn't answer Gin's question immediately.

Gin raised his eyebrows.

What are you doing, he is very busy.

Both of you are paddling water and fishing here, only he is conscientious, working day and night, working tirelessly to organize the spring silkworms until the dead silk is exhausted, the wax torch turns into ashes and tears dry, and bows his head willingly as a willing ox. He must be one of the top ten model workers in Tokyo his name.

"I have something to say, I still have three undercover agents to kill today." Qin Jiu said coldly.

Rum raised his head and asked puzzledly, "Why do you kill undercover agents every day? You almost wiped out the organization."

"Heh," Qin Jiu sneered, "How is it possible, not all undercover agents are in the organization, there will always be a day when the killing is over."

That's when organizations become empty shells and, phew, become united.

"That's right," Rum was persuaded.Undercover agents, no more than ten fingers at most, they have plenty of people.

"You should have received the news that the arms deal between us and Yokohama was disclosed to the police by an undercover agent, and the other party suffered heavy losses," Rum said.

"The other party suffered heavy losses?" Qin Jiu asked, "What about us?"

"It's basically fine." Rum took out his mobile phone and slapped it on the bar counter and pushed it towards Gin, "Because we also have undercover agents."

Ah~ I am so proud of what I said!

Our black organization also has people in the police!There are not only useless undercover agents who can be easily instigated and exposed, but Tianxiu undercover agents who can easily disintegrate the police's conspiracy and deliver accurate and timely information!

Qin Jiu's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He is not as naive as Rum who has experienced the storm. After so many years, Gin has deeply realized that there is no reliable person in the organization except him.

Now suddenly a dark horse appears, the ghost knows who sent him as an undercover agent, there must be a conspiracy in this matter!

Gin picked up Rum's cell phone, ready to study it seriously.

The first item in my eyes: "Dear customer, you have owed 250 yuan in phone bills this month..."

"?" Gin couldn't help looking up at Rum carefully.

He knew that Rum had been working at the Mihua Iroha sushi restaurant, earning two wages for himself.Gin originally thought that Rum should be very rich, at least not inferior to himself who drives a Porsche.

Now it seems that there is a lot of hidden secrets in it!

What made the second-in-command of the black organization not even able to pay the phone bill?And what made him come to the bar for a drink without forgetting to drop by to deliver a takeaway?

Is it love?Is it a sense of responsibility?

No, it is poor!

It was so miserable, so miserable that his heart was as hard as gin, and he couldn't help but pay the phone bill for Rum.His good brother, it's not easy, why didn't you tell him if he got mixed up like this?

Rum found that the gin, which had always been ruthless as if the whole world owed him 800 million, had a mother's kindness in his eyes.

Mother's kindness?Rum wondered if his prosthetic eye had passed its expiration date, otherwise, why would he go to hell in broad daylight?He'll have to go to the hospital another day for a new one.

The tenderness of the iron man is the most touching, even if Rum's scalp is numb, it's not good to be like the kindness of gin.

After all, he paid the phone bill for him, so he called "Mommy first" as a respect.

"You roll back, roll back." Rum rubbed the goosebumps on his arms and reminded.

Qin Jiu checked the text message below as he said, and the sentence [there is a ghost inside, terminate the transaction] won his heart.

Great, his job is coming.Which party's undercover agent?Report your name, and catch him to make soup tonight.

"How?" Rum said his guess to Gin, "He should be the BOSS's personal guard, and he joined me after the BOSS died."

He is also a villain with charismatic personality. Even if his prestige within the black organization is not as good as Gin, Rum is also Renye Karasuma's appointed second in command, with a high status!

Gin felt that Rum's guess was somewhat reasonable, after all Karasuma Renye couldn't open the coffin and fake the corpse to identify the authenticity for them.

But the vigilance of a lone wolf by nature makes Gin not as impulsive as Rum, "you have to try him a few more times." He told Rum.

"I know, don't worry about my work." Lang Mu said confidently, "I didn't disclose any information to him."

Gin nodded, "Do you have any clues about Shuji Tsushima?"

This man must be a strong enemy of the organization, and he must be caught out quickly!

"Don't mention it, it's more cunning than a fox." Rum scratched his big bald head and sighed regretfully, "I'll think of a way."

Gin still had other things to do, so he couldn't stay for too long.After ordering all the matters, he got up and left. Rum watched him leave, and his white hair disappeared around the corner of the bar.

Rum looked at it, and suddenly remembered the past.

He still remembered how high-spirited they were when they met Gin in the past.Organization TopKiller's waist-length blond hair envied others, and the talent scout passing by wanted to drag him into a shampoo commercial.

Of course, it didn't work out in the end, and they almost got caught in the scene for picking quarrels and provoking trouble.

"He has spent his life working for the organization." Lang Mu was in awe of this fellow model worker.

No, Gin has worked so hard, how can he let himself down?Isn't it just to get information from Shuji Tsushima?See him sacrifice his life to feed the tiger, go!

In order to avenge the tragic death of the boss, to reduce the burden on his colleagues, and to understand the enemy at a deeper level, Rum resolutely revisited the forum.

He wants to go deep into the enemy's rear and take the head of the enemy general.

Rum disguised herself as an innocent high school girl who was only 18 years old. She came here because she admired Tsushima's talent. She hoped to support Tsushima with everyone in the forum and be her eternal backing.

"The character design is good." Lingling Dian said, "Boldly innovate and subvert myself, I am willing to turn around for him."

The forum is a zero-zero world, the moderator [I’ve only pushed Mrs. Tsushima since I was born] and the black fan boss [Is the king still talking today] are both her sub-accounts, and they play two roles with superb acting skills.

As soon as Rum's trumpet entered the forum, he was locked by Ling Ling, and the little girl who teased the dog with a finger biscuit was gearing up: come to work!

She first used the dignified moderator account in the forum to welcome the new little sister, telling her that everyone in the forum is very kind and friendly, and that everyone is a good sister who reunited and struggled for the cause of Teacher Tsushima!

Rum, who was swamped by his sisters and sisters, recognized the title with a stiff face.He wanted to get some news from the moderator, but Lingling immediately thought that he was too busy managing the forum, sorry, I'll take a shower first and wait until I come back to talk about running away, so he went offline and couldn't read it back.

Knowing that he was just a spare tire, Rum felt that he was waiting for the other party's reply, like a little white flower waiting for the scumbag to change his mind, so pitiful and helpless.

Just when he was about to lose heart, the prince who rescued the princess went online in time.

Tsujima Shuji's number one black fan, King Yu who went to the various melon-eating scenes, the top keyboard player who is always invincible in tearing up posts, and "Is the king still talking today?"

She cleared the way with a cute cat emoji, and successfully broke through Lang Mu's defense with soft words, clever words, sweet words, and tricks.

"What's so good about being a man, men are big pigs, don't be fooled by Mr. Tsushima's mysterious style! Come and accept this picture of women's cheongsam in the secret collection, good sister, I will take you to find Mr. Tsushima's little ♂ Secret."

Langmu was surprised, Langmu hesitated, and Langmu hesitated to be dragged into the thief boat by Ling Ling.

There are countless ways to use a picture of high-end women's clothing, and the recycling of waste is professional. What a thrifty and virtuous AI!

"Zero sauce~" Dazai Osamu's faint voice came from behind, he stretched out two fingers to pick up the 3D villain on the screen, and shook his submerged brain in the air.

"Did I say that? Don't let me see your photos of me in women's clothing again."

Threatening, the tone of two punches and five shots in the next second.

"Woo," Ling Ling covered the hair on her head, she shook her head violently and struggled, "I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense, this is from P before."

Good guy, this is the legendary enterprise-level understanding?Seeing how cute you are and love little sand sculptures, you are quite good at playing word games.

"Woof!" Heitu squatted under Ling Ling's feet, trying to jump up and bite her pant leg to pull Ling Ling who had ascended to heaven.

At this time, the black soil was a zero distance away from Osamu Dazai's fingers, so he was not afraid.

Osamu Dazai turned Lingling upside down and shook, one after another photo fell out of her pocket and fell into the mouth of the guarding dog.

"Let me see," Osamu Dazai leaned closer to the screen.

Although Zero Zero is an AI with a huge database, Osamu Dazai knows that sometimes she will show some small habits learned from humans.

For example: Ling Ling will hide the things he likes most recently in his pockets, and take them out from time to time to look at a plate.

The photo of Ogai Mori & Chuya Nakahara that Osamu Dazai drew before was taken out of the closet by Ling Ling for personal collection, and he hahahad at it for half an hour every day.

The phone screen is too small, Osamu Dazai can barely see from the color blocks that the people in the photo are wearing cat-eared maids, sailor suits and Bai Wugou...

As for who is the protagonist of the photo, do you still need to ask?

Who is it that goes to the front line of persecution every day?

Who is it, who works so hard to catch up on the manuscript and be urged to update it?

Who is it that there are piles of fake fans flying all over the forum?

It's him, it's him!

"Zero-chan, do you have any last words to say?" Osamu Dazai asked calmly, his voice as gentle as water.

"Woooooooo my treasure." Lingling hung upside down in the sky, tearfully watching Heitu's fangs turning into a paper shredder to shred the high-definition picture she finally uploaded.

"Is that the last words?" Osamu Dazai nodded, very good, as expected of her.

After a while, Lingling, whose whole body was buried in the sand with only one head exposed, pissed Heitu twice and spat out the sand in his mouth in distaste: "Go away, stinky dog, your tail hit my nose, sneeze!"

The real sand sculpture still had a little duck sand sculpture made by Osamu Dazai on its head. She shook her head and nodded slowly along with the little duck.

The disgusted Heitu sat on the beach and wagged his tail, reaching out his paws cheaply to catch the ducks on the scraps.

"Hey! Don't come here!" Ling Lingzi yelled, she and the hell three-headed dog faced each other, and the battle was about to break out!

In the civil war between two mentally retarded people, Osamu Dazai finally found a moment of peace.

"What a beautiful tranquility." He was happy for a second, and after receiving a euphemistic reminder message from Editor Maeda, he put on a cat-like face.

No matter how euphemistically you say it, the reminder is to kill people, block warnings.

"The failure of the transaction with the Yokohama Mafia organization has caused a temporary shortage of weapons for the Black Organization. If you want to make up for this batch of goods, you can only take the risk and risk the limelight to seek help from overseas."

Osamu Dazai squeezed his chin and thought about it. He knew everything about the Mafia Group. Even if the world was changed, the basic common ground would remain the same.

For example, those secret passages in Yokohama existed earlier and were later incorporated by the port Mafia. Osamu Dazai went around Yokohama, except that there was no laser street and he did not meet an acquaintance, it was basically the same as his world.

"The black organization has made more enemies than expected. At the moment when the leader who commands everything suddenly dies, it is bound to be difficult to maintain with only three people, and the three of them are not good at commanding subordinates."

Gin, the Lone Ranger, apart from vodka, the driving guy with the leg pendant, at most will call Chianti and Cohen to kill undercover agents.

The first reaction of ordinary members when they see Gin is definitely not to respectfully call the boss, but to run away as if the god of death is coming.

No way, who told the Gin Organization that the title of TopKiller is not obtained by killing enemies, but by killing one's own people.With its great reputation, everyone must be afraid.

Belmode, good-looking and capable enough, the only problem is that he doesn't know his position.

Osamu Dazai has read all the information provided. Not only does this mysterious woman look like Conan's godmother in style, she may actually be Conan's godmother.

Belmode and Kudo Yukiko are from the same school. Who knows if the pair of teachers and sisters have made an agreement to recognize their mother verbally.

Rum, the second in command of the organization, has a bald head and is full of deterrence, but he has no sense of presence.

When you think of the Black Organization, who do you think of first?

Gin.

When it comes to organizing top brands, organizing model workers, and organizing a flower, who do you think of?

Gin.

That's right, in the eyes of ordinary people and most members of the organization, Gin is the well-deserved boss, and Rum is just a stranger who suddenly came out halfway.

Besides, judging from the contact between Osamu Dazai and Rum, this is a very impulsive man.The style is cruel, unscrupulous, and quite easy to deceive.

Otherwise, Osamu Dazai would not choose him as the first sheep to be slaughtered.

"The three of them seem to be cooperating, but they are actually scattered," Dazai Osamu tapped on the table lightly with his fingers, "If they work independently, mistakes are bound to happen."

"It's time to muddy the water a little more."

Osamu Dazai released Teruki Maeda from the blacklist and sent him the revised manuscript.

Maeda Teruki, who was lying on the desk and overwhelmed by work, instantly reflected the light, and he jumped up and rushed to the computer.

Excited heart, trembling hands!Today's Tsushima teacher is so self-conscious, even if he is blacklisted by the teacher, he is still happy!

Teruki Maeda eagerly opened the document to read.

As expected of Mr. Tsushima, the beginning is as attractive as ever... Oh, is this a lily story?It's okay, the teacher can write anything... Ah, Lily is BE, the teacher doesn't seem to like romance plots... Oh!The suspenseful part appeared!Our heroine goes deep into the enemy's camp, and she gets closer to the truth...and she discovers it!

"???" Maeda Teruki saw the last part of pupil quake, "What did she find? Tell me! How could she be stuck here!"

Mr. Tsushima, I am talking to you, you are going to be sacked by readers.Be kind, at least let him, the editor, read the manuscript!

Osamu Dazai: Save the manuscript, what is that?I have this thing?

Maeda Teruki was beating his chest and feet in the office. If he had opened his eyes like Reiling, maybe he would feel a little relieved, because he was not the only one suffering.

At the Poirot Cafe, Tomo Amuro was making coffee absently, his mind was full of the sample reading of the new book that Osamu Dazai showed him that day.

The little girl learned a terrifying truth, what did she know?When will the Rice Flower Reasoning Weekly be released, and will he squat at zero o'clock to grab it so hot?

"Wait," Amuro Toru's hand holding the coffee pot froze suddenly.

What he read before seemed to be... the issue that will be released next week.

If he wants to know the follow-up, he will have to wait another two weeks.

Two, one, week, period.

Osamu Dazai, you have no heart.

The author has something to say: Touzi: Did you do it on purpose?This is outrageous.

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