Miss Gojo is always saving the world

Gojo Satomi tidily put away the letters he left behind, looked around for another week, and after confirming that there were no missing clues, she turned and walked out of the chief's office.

how to say.Although Wu sometimes has real skin, he can still be clear about this kind of thing, and he knows to leave her an organization's property to facilitate her future actions.

For his sensible sake.

The mature Satomi-san decided not to haggle over every detail with the immature Baimao elementary school chicken.

Gojo Satomi came to the corridor of the building and observed the appearance of this organization more comprehensively.

The internal order of the organization is well-organized, the staff perform their duties, the upper and lower levels are clearly hierarchical, and everyone completes their work silently and efficiently-this is a normal thing in other large organizations. However, once this organization The leader of the previous generation was named "Wu Tiao Wu", which is a bit weird.

Wutiao Lijian was walking aimlessly in the corridor, and almost collided with a civil servant at the corner. She subconsciously turned sideways to avoid it, but she didn't know that the other party suddenly took a breath, and hurriedly moved to the corner in two or three steps, towards Wutiaoli He bowed ninety degrees and asked her to pass first.

Gojo Satomi smiled: "..."

Look, how could the organization managed by Gojo Satoru have such a rigorous and clear hierarchy? That guy himself is the vanguard of rebels, and he hates rigid rules the most.

He probably promoted a few capable people to arrange staff, and then he acted as a hand-off shopkeeper, so he called himself a BOSS and let go of other affairs.

"Wait a minute." Wutiao Lijian stopped the civil servant who was about to run away in a hurry. The latter froze and stood upright on the spot.

"Yes, Miss Gojo... No, Boss, do you have any orders?"

Look at the kid scared.What kind of image did Enlightenment leave in their hearts?

Seeing that Wujo Ri didn't consciously slander Gojo Satoru, she gestured for the civilian staff to calm down, "I still have a child at home, call some random people to go to Rabo Street, and take him here. Ah, His name is Osamu Dazai, he has black hair, and is about this tall..." She made a gesture of height, and the boy only reached her waist and abdomen a little higher, and the altitude of 1.8 meters is so terrifying.

The civilian staff took over the task respectfully and took the elevator downstairs.

Wutiao Lijian leaned on the railing, watched the working status of the organizers for a while, and then stopped. She randomly grabbed someone to ask the direction of the underground training room, then closed the door tightly, and began to retreat and practice the reversal technique.

During the process, there will definitely be situations such as poor control of the output of the spell power, so I saw in the five articles that I told the staff not to open the door to disturb her no matter what happened.

After all, the earthquakes, hurricanes and other natural disasters with a strong sense of earthquake that they thought were probably caused by her alone.

Wujo Rijian went to retreat excitedly, and the training room is about to usher in the highest renovation frequency in history.

.........

"Eh? Young master, me?"

The little boy's arm was still wrapped with a bandage, but it had been loosened a few times. His finger was still holding a corner of the bandage. After hearing about the purpose of this group of people, his index finger suddenly turned and pointed towards him vaguely. the tip of his nose.Faced with this obviously unexpected situation, the boy with kite eyes tilted his head, making him a little cute.

"This is the order of the boss." The official replied.

After the man in uniform bowed to him, he opened the car door, lowered his head slightly, and made a gesture of please.

Osamu Dazai exclaimed "Oh", he clenched his right hand and hammered his palm, and suddenly realized: "I see, your boss is Sister Satomi!"

"..." The man in black didn't answer. He waited for Osamu Dazai to get into the car, then stepped on the accelerator and started the car towards the headquarters of the Wuliang Star Club.

However, he adhered to the principle that silence is golden, and a young boy in the passenger seat did not intend to let him go.

He was chattering in his ear like a tireless little sparrow, and the topic changed extremely quickly. At first glance, it was the "one hundred thousand whys" bursting out of a child's curiosity. After answering the question, he saw the little boy's clear smile, and immediately stopped talking.

God knows how many words he was inadvertently set up by this boy.

Miss Gojo... The boss said that this child should not be taken lightly, it is true.

BOSS is right.

With such a clever mind, if you don't make good use of it, it will be wasted.

In the second half of the journey, the man in black completely shut up. No matter how much Dazai Osamu harassed him, he ignored him, and dutifully sent the future young master to the headquarters of the Wuliang Star Club. After handing over to the waiting colleagues, he breathed a sigh of relief visibly. .

"Is it Master Dazai?" The man nodded to him, "Then next, please come with me."

Let him get acquainted with the operation mode of the organization first. After Osamu Dazai is familiar with it, his brilliant little brain can come in handy.

...Although the child looks to be only ten years old, he doesn't let it go.Should it be said that they are all surnamed Wutiao? It's not that the whole family does not enter the house.

Some industries that are the backbone of the organization's economy must not be allowed to touch him. Even Dazai Osamu, the first jobs he took over were simple inspections of transported goods, settlements and other trivial matters.

The members of the organization simply thought that Gojo Satomi was just trying to drain the child's exuberant energy, and didn't take Dazai seriously.

——So they were all slapped in the face.

They never dreamed that it was only the first day, and Osamu Dazai really saw the problem by looking at the wine list!

"This, isn't it the right amount?" The white onion-like finger pointed to the list, and the black-haired boy put on an extremely innocent expression, pretending not to see the livid face of the man in black, and continued to stab the knife in his heart, "Why? It will be like this, isn’t it to say that the sphere of influence of the Wuliang Star Club is full of eyeliners, and it has gone through several verification procedures before me, right? There are still mistakes.”

Wonder and admiration are intertwined, a master of yin and yang.

"Yes... This is indeed our negligence, and I will hold the relevant personnel accountable for their negligence."

Dazai Osamu showed a look as if he was looking at a fool, "Uncle, don't you understand Japanese? I mean it's still too late to track down the whereabouts of the lost liquor, instead of asking you to rush to the criticism and fight meeting. Of course punishment Essential, but not at this time, understand?"

"However, our staff followed and guarded the goods during the whole process of transportation and storage, and they all reported that there was no accident with the goods. Why did they disappear for no reason after entering Yokohama?"

"Hmm... take me to the storage warehouse."

Osamu Dazai's short legs were dangling, and he jumped off the office chair. Members of the organization led him along the winding corridor. The special elevator for internal personnel came to the storage basement.

"Ding dong" - the mechanical door of the elevator slowly opened to both sides.

Osamu Dazai took a step forward, the air suddenly vibrated, followed by a deafening noise like thunder on the ground, the ground under his feet seemed to shake slightly, the ceiling shook dust, and pebbles rained down like falling.

Osamu Dazai raised his head in doubt, and first looked at the direction where the sound came from. It seemed to be underground and not far away.He looked at the members of the organization beside him again, and saw that the other party's face was calm, and his eyelids did not tremble, as if he was used to it.

Seeing this scene, can Osamu Dazai still not understand?So he quickened his pace.

Eh... Satomi-san is here.Wow, it's so dangerous, won't this place be blown down?

Being crushed to death or something, this kind of death is too painful, so he doesn't want it.

The members of the organization took Dazai Osamu to the second floor of the basement. He stopped in front of an iron door, then took out the door card and swiped it. After passing the identity verification, he opened the door of the storage warehouse.

The blazing lights came on in an instant, and Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes slightly uncomfortably.

After he got used to the strong light, he walked into the storage warehouse, squatted down next to the obviously empty container by the wall, and observed the traces on the ground.

The uncles did not seem to be exaggerating when they said that the organization's defense system was airtight.

To enter this storage warehouse, you have to go through four or five checkpoints. The surrounding wall bricks are still made of special materials, and there are 24-hour surveillance without dead ends.Not to mention humans, even a mouse can't get in.

Since it was not lost in the storage warehouse, it was taken from the delivery truck and then transferred to the warehouse. However, during this period, it was also guarded by human hands. Who can steal things under the nose of people? ?

……and many more.

Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of something, he stood up abruptly, and stared at the member of the organization who was on guard at the door.

"The person in charge of unloading, are you sure they are all here?"

What?The man didn't expect Osamu Dazai to ask this suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, but he immediately came to his senses, his face pale: "You mean..."

These truck drivers and unloaders are low-level workers in the organization. They do the most unskilled work. There are many people and low status. Of course, no one cares about their lives.

In particular, the time limit is very tight, and there is no time for a routine count of the number of people.

Osamu Dazai asked from the bottom of his heart: "How did you get along in the organization?" Why haven't you been fired yet? ?

But after losing the leader for a while, he regressed like this?

Of course, the internal member would not argue with Osamu Dazai, he hurried to the place where the cargo was unloaded before, and sure enough, in the bushes beside him, they found the low-level staff fainted on the ground and unconscious.

"Who the hell," the man was startled and angry, "provoked our organization without fear of death?"

He ran through the names of organizations with such confidence in his mind, and said, "The port mafia?!"

"How is it possible?" Osamu Dazai categorically denied it. "No matter how stupid the port mafia is, they wouldn't do such a stupid thing. For a few boxes of wine, they offended countless star clubs."

His eyes turned around, and suddenly, on the green grass not far away, he caught a sharp glimpse of a bright color that didn't fit.

Osamu Dazai came closer to inspect, the bangs on his forehead were blown by the wind, casting shadows on the upper half of his face, his eyes were downcast, unable to see clearly.

He twirled the lock of auburn hair.

The author has something to say: Sheep stealing is a habitual offender. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and they think they are invincible because they are in the middle.

But Zhong also pampered his companions too much, and would not reject them, so...

Jae, here comes your doomed slug :)

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