I make a lot of money from vests

The doorbell rang for a long time and no one answered the door. Yuan Yi sat on the sofa and was flipping through Jump.

Zenyuan Hui is doing homework, and occasionally comes to Yuan Yi for help when she encounters something she can't do.

With the help of "Martin Morning", Yuan Yi successfully solved Zenyuan Hui's homework.

ding ding ding...

The doorbell kept ringing like a reminder, and no one answered.

Chanyuanhui finally raised his head and asked doubtfully, "Didn't he have a key? Why didn't he open the door by himself?"

Yuan Yizheng saw the protagonist being knocked down in the comics, struggling to stand up and preparing to release the trick.

He said casually, "You must be sick."

Chanyuanhui nodded: "Maybe."

Five minutes later, the robot butler opened the door with heavy steps.

Chan Yuan Shi Er casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, and threw a sack in front of Yuan Yi.

There seems to be some metal in it, and you can hear the crash when it hits the ground.

Yuan Yi continued to open the manga calmly, his face twisted into a ball, he closed the manga, and cursed rubbish in his heart.

What's going on, the male lead failed to use his trick and was suspected to be killed by the enemy.

I can't understand the current juvenile comics, the knife is like wholesale, after the protagonist group abuses the supporting roles.

The lunch boxes were distributed one by one, and the cemetery almost couldn't fit them.

The author also wears a hood during the interview, and dare not reveal his real information at all.

Is it because he is afraid of being beaten by someone who abuses him to the point of collapse when he walks on the street?

Now that the boy manga and hair knife manga artists, Yuan Yi is completely confused.

He lifted the foot sack in disgust: "What's in it."

Zenyuan Shier raised his chin slightly, motioning for him to open it.

Yuan Yi opened it carefully, there were a lot of things in the sack.

Red wine glasses, crystal ornaments, ceramic vases... There is even a Western painting.

Wait, why do these things look so familiar.

Yuan Yi suddenly raised his head to look at Chanyuan Shier, who nodded slowly, verifying his conjecture.

Yuan Yi rubbed his forehead, and said helplessly: "Chanyuan Shier, you are sick, you stole and sold the things, and now you buy them back and return them, why do you have to make an extra trip?"

Zenyuan Shi Er spread his hands, with a complicated expression: "I paid twice the price to buy it back."

Yuan Yi commented: "Crazy."

The things were handed over to the machine butler, and the butler quickly started working, and the lost things were returned to their original positions exactly.

After delivering the things, Chan Yuan Shi Er didn't know what to say again. He walked back and forth in front of Yuan Yi several times with his upper body naked.

Yuan Yi: "..."

Speechless.

The footsteps sounded again and again, Yuan Yi ignored him, and he became more and more violent.

The floor is covered with plush carpets, and I don't know how Shier in the Zen Garden can make the footsteps so loud.

Yuan Yi's face was paralyzed, and he said helplessly: "What are you doing?"

Zenyuan even smiled ambiguously, and pointed to his abdomen: "Look, the mark of love."

Yuan Yi's face darkened.

There is a very conspicuous tooth mark on the abdomen of Chanyuan Shier, which has scabbed and is faintly red.

The spray obviously disappeared without a trace as soon as the wound was sprayed, but he refused to spray it, and swaggered at the source with his teeth marks on his face.

"Chanyuan Shier, are you sick?"

"He's very sick."

The temperature started to rise inexplicably, and Yuan Yi felt uncomfortable all over.

Ding--

The sudden ringing of the phone broke the weird atmosphere, and Yuan Yi heaved a sigh of relief.

Zenyuan Shier picked up the phone and said impatiently: "Kong Shiyu, didn't you say you won't accept the task?"

"What? Sneak into port Mafia to steal information?"

"How do I go, the Mafia people will know my identity as soon as I approach the port."

"Disguise? Trouble, don't go."

Sneak into Port Mafia to steal information?

"Morning Martin" burst out, and the blue panels flickered.

[Please complete the task of assisting Zenyuan Shier in stealing Mafia information at the port, and the villa after completing the task "Kego Atobe" will belong to you forever. ]

Yuan Yi looked around, this villa is worth a lot.

Task rewards are completely out of proportion to task difficulty.

Yuan Yi: "Am I stupid?"

[The progress of the final energy collection is slow. Based on the collected energy, "Martin Morning" is working hard to help you seek benefits. ]

"I thank you."

When Shi Er was about to hang up the phone, Yuan Yi stopped him in time: "Go to the port Mafia to steal information? This task is interesting, if you don't take it, I will take it."

Zenyuan Shier made a smile: "Kong Shiyu, I have accepted the task."

Inside the teahouse.

Zenyuan Shier pushed open the wooden door, dragged out the stool in an extremely indecent manner, reached for a cup of tea, took a sip and poured it into the trash can with a bitter face.

"What the hell, it's so hard."

Kong Shiyu poured Yuan Yi a cup of tea, and mocked Shier of the Chanyuan: "Niuyin is a waste of my good tea."

Yuan Yi smelled the fragrance, took a sip slowly, and said pleasantly, "Is this Yulu?"

"As expected of Mr. Atobu, he has more taste than some people who drink cows." Kong Shiyu introduced, "Gyuro is the highest grade green tea. Before harvesting, it will be covered with a black cloth to cover the sun. Yulu is only picked for the first time. The tender buds, with no mesophyll and only tea stalks, are the best among green teas and are very expensive."

"It's so valuable?"

Zenyuan Shier picked up another cup, smelled the aroma of money, and drank the whole cup.

His face sank: "The hobbies of rich people really don't understand, they like to drink such inexplicable things."

Kong Shiyu: "Mr. Atobe, how can you breathe in the same space as him, with your taste?"

Yuan Yi lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile: "People with taste must be tolerant."

Kong Shiyu poured him another cup of tea: "There is a pattern."

The Chanyuan was very upset and said: "You guys have a tacit understanding of singing and running on me."

The room was filled with the smell of tea, which should have made people calm down, but the Chanyuan was furious, so angry that he wanted to punch Kong Shiyu.

Kong Shiyu knew that Zenyuan Shier's patience had reached its limit.

He was really stingy, he obviously refused the task mercilessly, but the person next to him agreed casually.

Kong Shiyu secretly looked at Yuan Yi.

The two sitting side by side are completely out of place in a different world.

Zenyuan Shier crossed his legs casually, with a rude posture.

The man next to him was obviously well-educated, and his every move was proud and elegant.

The two of them stood on the cloud and enjoyed the sun covering their faces.

And the other foot dipped in the mud and sank into the darkness.

What a strange combination.

Still want to talk about business, Kong Shiyu no longer think about other things.

He handed over the information to Zenyuan Shier, and said: "You just need to find the information about Senator Sakura from the Mafia intelligence database at the port."

Yuan Yi asked suspiciously, "Sakura Senator?"

Kong Shiyu: "Member Sakura is the candidate for the election of the entrusted object of this task. He has the support of Port Mafia behind him. Port Mafia should have kept a lot of secrets for Sakura, and the congressmen who did not deal with Sakura before were all assassinated. .”

Zenyuan Shier opened the door, leaned against the door and smoked outside, he said vaguely: "As long as the money is in place, we can talk about anything."

Kong Shiyu took out a suitcase from under his body, opened the suitcase, and inside was a box of US dollars.

"The client said, as long as he gets what he wants, money is not a problem."

Zenyuan Shi Er lazily made an "ok" gesture: "I should also get busy and give myself a whole 'dowry', I can't empty-handed, I'm so sorry."

Yuan Yi: "..."

Kong Shiyu: "Excuse me? Zenyuan Shier, do you still have such a thing as face?"

Zenyuan Shier patted his face: "Of course, he's very handsome."

Kong Shiyu: "..."

After learning about the mission, Zenyuan Shier and Yuan Yi went to the black market.

This is Yuan Yi's first visit to the black market, and he is very curious about everything, but in order not to show his timidity, he resisted his curiosity and pretended to be mysterious to bluff people.

Zenyuan Shi Er walked to a shop familiarly, the shop owner was watching TV, glanced at him and said coldly: "Which one do you want?"

Zenyuan Shier: "There is a big gap between the two, and it is completely impossible to tell that it is my own."

Yuan Yi didn't know what he was going to do, afraid of revealing that he didn't know anything, so he didn't ask.

The boss paused the TV, groped on the wooden wall for a while, and pressed something, the entire wooden wall fell down, and the glare of the light and the cold atmosphere came together.

He knocked on the table: "It's all fresh, you pick it yourself."

There are several pale puppet masks hanging on the wall of the dark room, and there are also many placed on the individual counters in the room.

The boss said: "The ones in the counter are high-quality goods, the price is more expensive, but boss, you should not be short of money, right?"

Zenyuan Shi Er leaned against Yuan Yi and said with a smile, "Boss, are you short of money?"

Yuan Yi squeezed out a smile: "There is no shortage."

The Chanyuan even picked and picked, but couldn't find anything satisfactory for a long time.

He said with disgust, "Why are you so ugly?"

The boss rolled his eyes: "Aren't the people who come to buy masks all desperadoes, or they just need to hide their identities, isn't it attractive to be so handsome?"

Zenyuan Shier: "Some handsome, can't hide it. Wearing an ugly mask, on the contrary, it is nondescript and arouses suspicion."

Yuan Yi, who felt handsome and couldn't hide it, agreed very much: "You are right."

"Look, my boss says I'm right."

Boss: "You can choose whatever you want."

He doesn't like the cheap goods hanging on the wall, and there are all the ones in the counter that suit his wishes.

"Morning Martin" reminded Yuan Yi in time.

[Don't you have limited dolls?Let a stand-in doll infiltrate you instead and hide your identity. ]

"That's right, I have a limited doll. When the time comes, just pick a character from Kudo Shinichi's background to make a limited doll and sneak into the port of Mafia, right?"

The main body is playing at home, and the doll is limited to work, perfect.

Zenyuan Shier: "You don't want to pick anymore?"

Yuan Yi: "No need, I have other props that I can use."

"Props?" Zenyuan Shier said, "Boss, there are quite a lot of secrets that are kept from me."

"If you have a secret, you are interested in exploring it, and you can see what it means at a glance."

Zenyuan Shier agreed, "That's right."

After nearly half an hour of selection, Zenyuan Shier managed to pick out a puppet mask that caught his eyes.

Yuan Yi paid the money with the deposit given by Kong Shiyu, but Zenyuan didn't even ask for the money, and gave it all to him.

***

The stairs descended to the third floor, Zhong Yuan also got out of the elevator and walked to the interview room.

He took the documents and read them.

"Kurosawa Jin? Toru Amuro?"

The silver-haired man with a cold face nodded and said, "I'm Kurosawa."

Nakahara also had a good first impression of him. He was wearing a black windbreaker that matched the image of Port Mafia, and he liked the hat on his head very much.

"Toru Amuro."

The blond man next to Kurosawa Jin has healthy wheat-colored skin, and looks a little too handsome.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned slightly.

Why did this Toru Amuro make him very upset when they met for the first time.

It’s weird.