Kadian is raising cubs again today

Mori Ogai is more autistic than Natsume Soseki.

In a small unsigned clinic in the outermost slums of Yokohama, the only doctor in charge was wearing a crumpled white coat, holding a blond girl in her early teens tightly in her arms, crying on the girl's neck while crying. Rubbing around in the nest.

"...Alice woo... The plan has been disrupted... The old leader has already been buried, and the position of the leader has been replaced... Boom."

"Hee hee, Lin Taro's crying is quite beautiful." The blond girl with blue eyes raised a beautiful smile and said with a smile: "It's just that the feelings are not full enough, and the crying is not loud enough. Lin Taro, a little more, I like it~"

"It's too much, Alice." The man called "Rin Taro" raised his head, wrinkled his face, and felt aggrieved, but there was no tear in his dark red and purple eyes, instead they were full of smiles, "But , so cute, really too cute."

Mori Ogai, also known as Morin Taro, whose plan to win the port mafia leader died before it even started, is seeking comfort from his humanoid Alice, who is being laughed at.

Alice said that it would be impossible for her to comfort Lin Taro in the next life.

Why, her current character was designed by Lin Taro himself.

"But Rintaro is really annoying." Alice shrugged and said without anger.

"Ah, this look is so cute!" Mori Ogai bluffed, hugged Alice excitedly, and shouted: "I won't give up, Alice, I will let you live every day in the future." The good life of a new dress that makes you look good every day... ah."

"Go to hell, Rintaro!"

"Wow, she's so cute when she loses her temper!"

The plan was disrupted, and Mori Ogai, who always took one step to see ten steps and advocated the optimal solution, was caught off guard, but he was still stable.

After experiencing the biggest failure in his life, nothing can make him lose his composure.

He was going to wait and see for a while to see what the new leader of the Port Mafia could do.As long as there are loopholes to dig, he still has a chance.

His medical skills may not be enough to get him a high position in the port mafia after the blood change, but don't forget, he still has a trump card in his hand.

His angel of death, his Akiko.

With such heaven-defying healing powers as please don't die, any organization will be moved by it.

To fish crystals first or to join the port mafia first, that is the question.

***

Audits and job transfers within the Port Mafia began.

Lu Jing personally presided over the review. While the key positions of the organization were replenished with talents, he also easily caught a few spies.

It's really smooth, Lu Jing is like having a natural radar for the existence of spies, and often he feels that people who have problems can't bear to dig deep.Using a little illusion to guide, the opponent will pour beans from the bamboo tube.

Lu Jing: Oh, Huh.

Although many spies were uncovered this time, Lu Jing also met a person who thought there was something wrong but he didn't try to test it.

The man's name was Lan Tang, he had no surname, he was a young man with long black hair and green eyes, his facial features were obviously exotic, his eyebrows were beautiful and melancholy.Well, these are not the point, the point is that he is very afraid of the cold, afraid that it is a scorching summer day, but he can't wait to wrap himself in three layers.As for this outfit, he also claimed that he was wearing a few fewer pieces in order not to look rude when meeting the leader.

Oh, it is said that he did not wear warm earmuffs and gloves.

Lu Jing doesn't think there's anything wrong with dressing with a strong personal style. In the worlds he's been to, there are many people with more special hobbies.What really caught Lu Jing's mind was what made a strong man with supernatural powers in his body much stronger than ordinary superhumans, so sincerely afraid of the ordinary cold.

Lu Jing flipped through Lantang's archives. Unlike the version Lantang filled out, Lu Jing also had a copy of the initial registration records of members within the organization.

Lan Tang, who joined the Port Mafia after the Leibo Street bombing three years ago, was not the only one who was homeless due to the big bombing, but he was the only unlucky one who lost his memory because of it.

It is worth mentioning that Lan Tang awakened the color painting collection of space system supernatural powers a month ago.After becoming a supernatural being, the Port Mafia sent people to test him.

Test result: Lan Tang is still very weak, and there is no future for this ability to be cultivated.

Lu Jing: "..."

God f*ck has no future for cultivation.

Lu Jing looked at Lan Tang who was wrapped in a heavy windbreaker and still looked thin and weak. Is the memory loss true or false? Did he really not realize his true strength or was he hiding it on purpose?

In Lu Jing's perception, this Lantang's real strength is definitely above other supernatural beings of the Port Mafia.Such a person has been doing odd jobs at the bottom of the port mafia for three years. He really has perseverance.

That being so...

Lu Jing behind the desk folded his hands into a tower, put them on his chin, and said directly: "Mr. Lantang, please expand the subspace created by the supernatural power as much as possible, and let me see how far you can do it. "

"Yes, sir."

A golden cube appeared in Lan Tang's palm, and slowly landed on the carpet under his feet.

The ripples of the space spread out and turned into a cube. With Lantang as the center, a golden cube with a height of one person was formed, wrapping Lantang and a part of the carpet under its feet.

Compared with the record in the records, which can only expand a subspace cube of ten centimeters to fix a person's hands and feet, the current defense method that includes the whole person is obviously a huge improvement.

Lu Jing lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and said bluntly: "You are qualified, Mr. Lan Tang."

Lan Tang unlocked the ability, and a slightly joyful smile appeared on his face: "Thank you for your appreciation, leader."

The position of chief secretary has been obtained!

You can get a salary increase without having to go out to do odd jobs in the cold wind.

After Lan Tang left the office, Lu Jing leaned back on the chair and smiled slightly.

The spatial powers are difficult to deal with, although I don't know if he has real amnesia or fake amnesia, it's right to stare at him under his nose.

What's more, it's not an adventure for him.

He made the decision after testing whether the induction of Fei Lei Shen's mark would be blocked by Lan Tang's spatial ability.

For the sake of safety, Lu Jing often left the mark of Flying Thunder God in the chief's office.

Lan Tang didn't realize that there was a small Flying Thunder God imprint under the carpet where he was standing just now.When he unfolded the subspace just now, that imprint was included in it.

"In terms of practicality, the techniques of the space department don't give way too much."

Lu Jing whispered.

***

Before officially entering the job of chief secretary, the logistics department of the port mafia sent someone to arrange a residence for Lantang.

In the headquarters building, there is a 30-square-meter hardcover small loft overlooking the sea, with air conditioning, where Lantang can enjoy the world of one person with a room temperature of [-]°C.

Lan Tang let out a long sigh of relief, in such warmth, he finally felt that he was alive.

Then, he heard a voice behind him.

"Atil Rimbaud." The voice was extremely cold, with a killing intent as sharp as a blade, and he paused every word: "What is your purpose for lurking beside Kakashi?"

Lan Tang: "!!!"

Lan Tang turned his head abruptly, looking behind him with disbelief.

On the sofa in the living room behind him, at some point, a black-haired man wearing a black kimono and haori was sitting. His pair of ominous scarlet eyes looked at him coldly. There was an undisguised murderous intent in Lan Tang's eyes.

A thunderbolt from the blue is not enough to describe Lantang's mood.

As an unlucky guy who has amnesia and no money and has to do odd jobs at the bottom of the gang to support himself, Lan Tang's desire to explore past memories and identities is beyond ordinary people's imagination.He has a clear sense of separation from Yokohama City. He can't stand the cold weather here, the rough and low atmosphere of the city, and the messy jobs at the bottom—he doesn't belong here!

But where should he belong?

"Artier Rimbaud, Arthur Rimbaud..." Lan Tang murmured with straightened eyes, "Yes, I am Arthur Rimbaud!"

Arthur Rimbaud, the spy of the French Bureau of Essence, the transcendent.

During the war, he was ordered to come to the Far East to bring back the high-energy unknown life forms captured by Japan for the motherland.But how did he get to this point?Ah, he remembered, that terrible beast in black and red flames, the indestructible warp shattered under the force of natural disasters.He used to despise ants, but under that power, he is also like ants.

So, what about relatives and friends?

His partner, his brother, his relatives, what happened to Paul!

Someone could easily avoid his perception and appear in the room, he should be alert, but a corner of sleeping memory was torn apart by a name, Lan Tang, no, Arthur Rimbaud had a splitting headache.

Rimbaud endured the pain, he spread his palm, and the golden subspace spread out.

It's really not a good experience to face a strong enemy just after recovering a little memory.

Rimbaud forcibly suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and concentrated on responding to the enemy.

The person who came, that is, Uchiha Obito, lowered his face, and in his scarlet eyes, the original three hook jades suddenly gathered together, and the three-page windmill pattern appeared in his eyes.

Why Obito Uchiha knew Arthur Rimbaud, the reason is very simple, that is - all transcendents who have participated in the power war, whether it is video or data, as long as there are records in the dignitaries of various countries, Obito Uchiha It's all in the palm of your hand.

Strictly speaking, Uchiha Obito came to this world a few months later than Lu Jing, but his life was extremely wonderful.When Lu Jing was busy raising his children, the first thing he did when he came to this world was to write Sharingan to take over two transcendents, steal the status of a transcendent, and cross the battlefield, and by the way, he replaced him and led the seven betrayals that shocked the world action.

Of course, Obito Uchiha simply returned that identity afterwards, and only abducted the most useful Jules Verne.

In order to plant the semi-finished sacred tree, Obito Uchiha needs to collect energy, such as supernatural powers.But for some reason, Obito Uchiha, who had stopped killing innocent people indiscriminately, couldn't just kill people with supernatural powers. In order to identify prey, he naturally needed enough information.

Arthur Rimbaud was within the intelligence range of Obito Uchiha, and was specifically marked as dead.

According to his partner Paul Verlaine's statement, Arthur Rimbaud faced the target high-energy unknown life form, retreated to cover his partner, sacrificed himself, and died together with the high-energy unknown life form.

Because it was wartime, the original site of the military research base was bombed out into a tragic pit, and Paul Verlaine, who made the above statement, was a man-made supernatural being absolutely controlled by the French government. The bureau believed the other party's rhetoric and announced the death of Arthur Rimbaud.

Who would have thought that Arthur Rimbaud was not only alive, but had been doing odd jobs at the bottom of the Far Eastern gang.Seeing that there was a new leader, he was actually going to be the secretary of the new leader.

Uchiha Obito's expression twisted.

secretary!

Lu Jing's secretary!

A secretary who can face Lu Jing day and night! !

This is definitely a conspiracy by French spies! ! !

Originally, there were four leaders and secretaries who shared the hostility from Uchiha Obito, but when he found out that Rantang was Arthur Rimbaud, a proper spy, the hostility of five equal parts instantly merged, and all of them turned to the current Rimbaud pressed.

explain!Do you want sex - lure deer to surprise!

How dare you covet the body of his elementary school classmate? He doesn't even have the guts. Why do you, Arthur Rimbaud? !

Full of killing intent rushed towards his face, although he didn't know who the other party was, and who the "Kakashi" he was talking about, but since he had called his real name, Arthur Rimbaud was still head-on right now. The pain was so severe that no matter how good the temper was, Rimbaud, who had recovered part of the transcendent's memory, had no good temper in the first place.

"Looking for death!" Arthur Rimbaud's green eyes were full of evil, and in his palm, the golden subspace instantly elongated and thinned, like a sharp blade, piercing straight into Obito Uchiha.

The subspace domain where the other party asked him to open the coloring book was the biggest mistake, because here, all the laws are formulated by him, and this is his absolute domain.

Uchiha Obito: "Oh."

In the subspace domain covering the entire small cline, before the golden subspace blade pierced Uchiha Obito's body, a vortex-like space fluctuation appeared, directly engulfing Rimbaud's space blade.

Don't think that he is the only one with spatial ability!

Rimbaud, who had never encountered such a situation, widened his eyes in surprise: "This is——?!"

The moment his eyes touched the other's scarlet eyes with special patterns, Rimbaud felt his head hit by something, buzzing, some kind of cold force, if it had substance, stirred his brain wantonly.

The human brain is very miraculous. Even the memories that the owner thinks they have forgotten, actually exist in the depths of the mind. Under the irresistible powerful spiritual power and pupil power, they will uncontrollably surface into the deep sea of ​​oblivion.

Rimbaud's face instantly turned pale.

A long time ago, there were two spies.They are colleagues, partners, relatives and friends, and brothers who are more trustworthy than anyone else.

At least, he used to think so.

"Paul Verlaine!"

Rimbaud clenched his fists tightly.

The pain was so extreme that Rimbaud calmed down instead.Just like the bonfire that stubbornly burned itself in the cold rain, the alternating cold and heat made the French youth at this time like a ghost wandering between life and death. It was obsession and hatred that locked him into an almost empty shell. body.

He remembered everything, every detail, everything!