Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

It has to be said that on the streets of New York at nearly four o'clock in the morning, Taketori Che and her master Lao Liang mentioned sad things, and the master and apprentice looked at each other silently.

In the end, it was Lao Liang who asked her if she wanted to have some hot drinks—there was a 24-hour fast food restaurant not far away, and even at this hour there were several people sitting and eating—Taketori Che hesitated, but nodded .After all, she hasn't eaten American fast food for a long time.

"Master, put more honey mustard sauce on my hot dog! Don't add ice to the cola!"

"Got it. I don't know your taste yet."

So Lao Liang stepped on the road that had not yet been cleared of snow and walked towards the fast food restaurant.Standing on the street outside the car, Taketori Che looked at the back of the other party who was not as tall and straight as he remembered, and had a sense of sight of "I'm going to buy some oranges, you stand here and don't move".

The girl felt a complex emotion called "sigh".

Seeing Lao Liang push the door and enter the brightly lit fast food restaurant, his back disappeared from sight.Taketori Che withdrew his gaze, turned his head to stare at the Statue of Liberty on Manhattan Island in the distance, and the New York City area that was still sleeping in the dark and had not yet fully woken up, recalling again the various abnormal conditions before and after this mission.

——The last time the boss "caught jellyfish"...the strange words he said and the problems he tried to save himself...the sudden mission instructions...there was no time limit, and the tasks with vague standards...

【"I wish you a smooth trip and everything goes well."】

Without warning, the last words that person said to him before parting broke into Taketori Che's mind.

Under such a calm and almost deadly tone, there are some subtle emotions that are difficult to explain and unreadable.

After becoming Wei Ming's god, her body gradually undergoes many seemingly insignificant changes, but the biggest change is "spirituality", or "sixth sense", which is a mysterious and mysterious thing.

Usually, Taketori Che doesn't believe too much in the sixth sense. Compared with this kind of perception that relies on luck to speak, she believes in the scientific conclusions she draws after combining a lot of information.If you are used to relying on the sixth sense, what if it suddenly fails or is disturbed by the enemy?

But at this moment, she felt a little worried for no reason.

Rather than saying that this sentence is the superior's expectation for the subordinate to complete the most common task, it might as well be like... the last farewell of life? !

Taketori Che was startled by his own thought and broke out in a cold sweat. In the cold weather, his body, which is supposed to be invulnerable to cold and heat, felt his back was wet with sweat.

Hahaha, what are you kidding, that dog man obviously lives more greedily than anyone else... isn't it?Back then, when we first met, wasn't he still busy committing suicide!Either throwing himself into the river or trying to hang himself!

Although "suicide" is one of the character settings of the boss's vest "Tsushima Yezo", why create such a seemingly useless character that will only cause trouble?unless……

Thinking of this, Taketori Che's expression darkened.

——That is not a "personal design", but his "true hobby" of Osamu Dazai.

This guy actually hides such a deep self-destructive tendency!Usually can't see it at all!

Taketori Che didn't dare to think carefully about what might happen next, she was afraid that the cruel truth would make her lose her mind and do something regrettable.

Calm down, don't think too much, and think about the ins and outs of this matter, maybe you will gain something else.

After forced to think calmly for a while, Taketori finally remembered Atsushi Nakajima who was waiting for orders outside the chief's office, and told her intuitively that this matter might have something to do with this young man.

"It's really big..." She didn't know who she was scolding. She took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. New York time was 4:02, which corresponds to Tokyo time 13 hours ahead, which means that Yokohama should be at 17:02 at this time. [-].It was dusk in the afternoon.

She took out her mobile phone and called Atsushi Nakajima.

However, the international transoceanic phone call was connected, but the problem was that no one answered it.Taketori Che frowned, and instead called a cute pendant to Baihu, his direct subordinate Izumi Kyoka.

This time it was even more extreme. The system voice directly said that the other party's user was not in the service area.

God damn is not in the service area, is Kyoka-chan in Yokohama, isn't it clear that she, the boss, is not?

Taketori Che hung up the phone that no one answered, his face was so gloomy that it almost turned into substance.She pondered for a few seconds, grabbed a name from the phone blacklist, and dialed it directly.

Please, be sure to connect!

Maybe God heard her voice, and this time the private number for Chuya Zhongyuan was connected smoothly. The voice of Mr. ATM machine, which is enough to debut as a singer, came from inside with great dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

"I can't find you if it's okay?" Taketori Che chose to go back, "Believe it or not, I asked you to borrow money?"

Zhong Ye: "...Farewell."

"Wait!" Taketori Che hurriedly stopped him, and then asked, "Where are you now? Out of town?"

"I'm sorry, Officer Taketori, my personal whereabouts are confidential, let alone you who are also on a mission..."

"Stop talking about the confidentiality regulations with me there! Something happened!" Taketori Che shouted into the phone angrily, "Are you by that bastard's side now?"

There was an eerie silence for a few seconds.

"No..." Zhong Yuan said in confusion, "Aren't you in charge of protecting the leader now? Are you not in Yokohama?"

……Oops.

Counted!

This thought hit Taketori Che like a thunderbolt.

——The leader of the port mafia transferred two of his most confidant subordinates from Yokohama, and at the same time concealed each other's whereabouts and mission details in both directions.Because according to the previous confidentiality regulations, even colleagues cannot inquire about the other party's mission status, goals and other specific information.Everything is done to keep the execution of the work confidential.

Therefore, Taketori Che, who came to the United States, did not know where Chuya Chuya was at this moment, and what kind of mission he was going to perform.In the same way, Zhong also would not ask her about the details of New York-related missions in advance.

Osamu Dazai, the only one who knew everyone's whereabouts, lied to both of them about this matter at the same time.

That is to say - at this moment, he has lost the strongest defense combination in the past.

"Hey, hello? Taketori? Taketori, what's wrong with you! Why are you silent all of a sudden? What happened? Did something happen to Aomaba or did something happen to you?!"

"Stop talking about that, where are you now?"

"...On the plane to Europe, the flight landed in an hour and forty minutes." Zhongye's voice was serious.

"Grass! You unreliable guy!" Taketori yelled and hung up the phone.

She was so angry that she almost crushed the phone, but she calmed down quickly.

The problem now is - she and Nakaya were transferred abroad one by one, and they couldn't get back to Yokohama for a while.Even if there are such ultra-long-distance teleporters in this world, it may be troublesome to find them.I'm afraid when the time comes to teleport back to Yokohama, the grass on Dazai Osamu's grave will be three feet high!

How to do how to do?Calm down and think about it, there must be some way...

…………

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When Lao Liang came back with the takeaway bag, he saw his apprentice walking towards him with his hands in his pockets.

"Ha, Xiao Che, you can't wait to eat..." Before Lao Liang could finish his words, he saw those beautiful light blue eyes in the dark night, as if he was holding back and suppressing something.

"What happened?" he asked suspiciously.

"Master, I think of an urgent matter and I have to go back to Japan temporarily."

Taketori Che was very restrained from her angry and impulsive emotions, the violent beast seemed to be roaring deep in her heart.

Lao Liang looked at her complicated and painful expression for a few seconds, and suddenly became serious, without asking why, nor complaining about her.

——People like them are like the wind, there are always times in this life when a storm is blown up.

Lao Liang is someone who has experienced it, so he never asked why, he only asked one sentence:

"Do you want me to take you to the airport? I drive fast."

Recalling that her driving skills were taught by this man in front of her back then, Taketori Che's iceberg-like eyes eased a little, she shook her head, and stepped forward to hug her master.

This is her master, a man who is like a teacher and a father, she can always trust him.

"I'm going...to a new adventure, Master."

"Go, silly apprentice. Be careful on the way, you will be reimbursed for this meal." Lao Liang gently patted her on the back, and raised his fingers slightly to avoid hitting her back with the takeaway hot drink cup, "Go down When we meet for the first time... remember to send me a red envelope."

With his back to Master, Taketori Che couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Okay."

Lao Liang felt as if he was embracing a hot flame.

He suddenly let go of his hands and took two steps back, seeing blue ghost flames rising from under his apprentice's feet, and a reed-shaped tattoo that symbolized some unknown power spread silently on her cheek.

Taketori Che, who was emitting divine light all over his body, finally showed him a barely noticeable smile.

--goodbye.she said silently.

The next second, the wind and snow on the ground blew without warning, and amidst the fluttering snowflakes, Weiming's god returned to her vassal country.

It's just that she always feels like she has forgotten something inconspicuous.

At the same time, Lin Fan in the stronghold of the North American branch was explaining to the anxious mafia: "The boss is really not kidnapped! She will be here in a while! Don't worry!"

And lying in the black handbag next to his shoes, a little penguin cub, which has become dizzy due to jet lag and environmental changes, looked around the dark environment in the bag suspiciously, wondering to himself: "It hasn't arrived yet." America?Why haven't I been released yet?