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She made a mistake, Xuejian Weizhi thought, she shouldn't have simply not brought the kimono back because it was too cumbersome.

Tell you to be lazy!Have you been punished?

The incident of bungee jumping from the Mafia high-rise building in the port at night must not be told to the president. Zhizhi does not want to spend the beautiful winter vacation writing reviews.

The invasion of the headquarters by rivals and rebels is an absolute shame for the face-conscious Mafia organization. Due to the special nature of Osamu Dazai, Mieda Yukimi is [-]% sure that Mafia will directly press the "emergency situation" tonight.

Sure enough, if you do something bad, you should call a related account, as witty as her.

Chaotic and complicated thoughts turned in my mind for a round, the most urgent thing is the president's questioning, Xuejian Weizhi brainstormed, and instantly grasped the key words——

"One hour."

What can you do in an hour?

Can't do anything for an hour!

They are innocent!

"Zhikun and I are innocent." Zhizhi said confidently, "President, you can doubt my character, but you can't doubt the honorary title of Zhikun Yokohama's lover! He is definitely angry seven times a night. If you don’t breathe, you can pat your pants on the next day, and you can continue to play happy balls with the rich woman! A man among men, a fighter jet among boys, if you don’t believe me, I’ll check his body for you right now—”

I'm sorry Zhijun, I have stabbed my friend in both sides!Give your body!

"Enough, stop talking!" Fukuzawa Yukichi immediately covered Yukimi Mie's mouth.

He was wrong. He thought that under his strict tutoring, under the influence of Ranpo's style of being in his 20s and being close to a three-year-old child, and under the care of two reliable members of the company, Kunikida Doppo and Yosano Akiko, Kee Can become a weak little white flower who is pure white, flawless and ignorant of the world.

Facts tell him, naively, the child has been brought up to nowhere.

There are so many people in the Armed Detective Agency, why does Zhizhi only regard Osamu Dazai as a close friend?If you think about this issue before it happens, maybe the child can still be saved.

It's too late, everything is too late, it's too late (broken heartbroken).

"Review, [-] characters." Fukuzawa Yukichi chopped up the mess quickly, "Write with a brush, and practice calligraphy by the way."

A calm mind is naturally cool, and no desire is naturally strong.

As long as you don't have that kind of worldly desire, you don't need to think about all the issues of innocence!

Zhizhi: You're killing me.

Hello, audience friends, welcome to the live broadcast room of the host Yukimi Mie.

Today's program is "The Years I Changed from Being a Conjurer to a Calligrapher--Master Kuangcao Begins with Review", thank you for watching.

The child broke his hand, please reward a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao to save the child's life QAQ

Zhizhi fell into the hell of self-criticism bitterly, and on the other side, the atmosphere in Mori Ogai's office was weird.

"I'm very sorry, Boss, I should have stayed in the headquarters." Chuya Nakahara took off his hat and bowed.

On New Year's Eve last night, Mori Ogai exchanged feelings with his partners, and Nakahara Chuya, one of the five major cadres, naturally didn't have to work overtime with the small staff.

He went home and opened a bottle of good wine, filled the white porcelain bathtub with warm water, and lit a few cups of small scented candle bottles on the shelf.While soaking in the bath, drink by yourself, toast to the splendid fireworks in the sky.

What a beautiful New Year's Day, no overtime work nights for social animals, no goddamn mackerel, it is worth opening another bottle of Petrus to celebrate.

Nakahara Chuya went to work the next day, good guy, Dazai Osamu came here for a visit, and gave him a bottle of good wine for nothing.

Mori Ogai also just received the news.There was a lot of confidential documents, and the door of the vault was tightly sealed. The intruders even jumped from the Mafia building in the port by themselves, and they didn't find anything for them.

"Our people found the physical evidence left by the invaders." The boy in the black suit tremblingly brought two kimonos.

A men's sage gray kimono, which looks like Osamu Dazai's, and another cherry blossom pink...

"Lady's kimono, rule out the possibility that Dazai is wearing women's clothing, judging by the shape of the clothes," Nakahara Chuya said hesitantly, "Is it Yukami Mie?"

The Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency are old rivals, and Nakahara has already obtained the personal information of the members of the Armed Detective Agency.Among them, Xuejian Weizhi's file is only a thin sheet with a few words, but it is specially marked red.

This represents danger, vigilance and the unknown.

"Yes, it's the cute little girl from Mr. Fukuzawa's family." Mori Ogai said regretfully, "That's great, I also want to raise a cute girl. I heard that she was only seven years old when she was adopted. So excited."

Mori Ogai, the current leader of Mafia at the port, is an out-and-out young girl.

Hunting Range: Under 12 years old.

Three years to start the maximum death penalty to understand, your thinking is very dangerous.

Nakahara Chuya pretended that he didn't hear the boss's dangerous speech, and waited until Mori Ogai rubbed his arms around Alice and was kicked by the little blond girl several times before he said, "Dazai brought the detective agency's National People's Congress to the headquarters after a lot of trouble. What did you do? You also knocked out two innocent subordinates and took away their clothes."

Afterwards, the two poor friends lay in the dressing room and were gagged with rags. The lady was better, Zhizhi put on her kimono for the lady, and the man only had a pair of black socks on his body, which was extremely indecent and spicy. Eye.

"Maybe they just want to find a good place to watch the fireworks." Mori Ogai knows the children he raised very well.

It is impossible for Osamu Dazai to return to the port of Mafia for no reason. If he returns premeditatedly, he will definitely cause trouble for Mori Ogai.

If not, then this extravagant midnight bungee jump was not an operation planned by Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai-kun will not happen to place a trigger-type protective pad in the open space downstairs." Mori Ogai said with a smile, "It seems that Ms. Yukimi likes the view from our rooftop. Really, I will be very happy if she directly jumps over here Accept it."

"We don't know much about Yukimi Mie." Mori Ogai put his fingertips together lightly, "The last time the Supernatural Secret Service was kept so closely guarded was your information, Chuya-kun. I heard that she was with You are also a super-high-risk superhuman whose number starts with 'A'."

Any variable may have an impact on the status quo and has to be guarded against.

In particular, her style is unexpectedly bold and reckless, vaguely revealing the shadow of madness.

Would a normal person break into a hostile organization's confidant site just to watch a firework, and jump off a tall building without blinking?

Xuejian Weizhi met only because she was happy.

This kind of freewheeling character is exactly the most troublesome type for a purely rational controller like Mori Ogai.

"If possible, Chuya-kun, I need you to try her strength." After a long time, Mori Ogai said calmly, "Don't worry, there will be a chance."

"Yes." Zhong Yuanzhong also took the order.

He could hear from Mori Ogai's tone that this matter was not so urgent, Chuya Chuya would set off to the West someday to suppress the small forces of unrest, at least half a year.

"Half a year." Chuya Nakahara had a headache. He was not there, and the most direct fighting force in the organization was Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

I heard that this friend has been in the infirmary all night in a trance because of Osamu Dazai jumping off the building in front of him.

Is it really a man to entrust the organization to him...

Chuya Nakahara boarded the plane on a business trip worriedly. After finishing the review, Mieda Yukimi packed her luggage and fled from Yokohama all the way back to Tokyo.

She hasn't seen Mr. Wujo for a whole month, and she misses her so much—the bought edamame whipped cream flavored Kikufu, chestnut cake, matcha mousse and white peach oolong ice cream.

"A lot of ice cream." The little girl said happily, "It's all mine."

Gojo Satoru finished the quarrel with the higher-ups with a cold face, and his mind was full of terrible thoughts of destroying the world and bleeding like rivers.He went back to the apartment and tried to lighten the fire with the ice cream in the freezer.

As soon as the door was opened, the ice cream was gone, and there was a chipmunk stealing food.

"Well, the five rolls are back." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xuejian Weizhi tried hard to swallow the last two bites of ice cream.

The lingering power of winter has not yet passed, and only a person like her who is not afraid of the cold at all dares to eat ice cream as a meal.

The sweet food war between Zhi Zhi and Gojo Wu didn't start once or twice, she didn't have the slightest sense of danger of being caught, but she deliberately spit out a little bit of bright red tongue to Gojo Wu.

The girl was sipping unmelted milky white ice cream on the tip of her tongue, which flashed past the man's sight, and Yukimi Mie sucked the little spoon happily: "Eat them all."

I won't leave you a bite!

Gojo Satoru lost most of his anger when he saw the student he hadn't seen in January. Seeing that Zhizhi deliberately provoked him, the slender and tall man took out a box of small and delicate snacks from the pocket of his black trench coat with feigned regret.

"It's a pity." Gojo Satoru said in a contrived voice full of indecision, "Zhizhi must be very full. It seems that this box of soufflé can only be enjoyed by myself. It is a limited-time snack that was freshly baked 10 minutes ago. , Today is the last day of sale."

【Limited Dim Sum】

【Last day of sale】

DoubleKill!

Zhizhixin got two arrows in his mouth, and the ice cream in his mouth became stale in an instant.

"Teacher Wujo." The little girl ran up to Wujo Wujo who was sitting on the sofa in a big way, and asked cutely, "Are the sweet chestnut balls I sent delicious?"

Praise her!Praise her!Cooking Kami is exactly her!

"It's unpalatable." Gojo Satoru said honestly, "I've never eaten such an unpalatable New Year's food."

"Oh." Zhizhi said with a cold face, "I'm really sorry."

It hurts too much. Does this person know what encouragement and education are?Get her postage back!

She should choose to pay by cash, Xue Jian Weizhi suddenly realized, at least there is a small amount of money to comfort her.

"Although—although it's hard to eat." Wutiaowu changed his voice, and he smacked his lips, "I finished eating with reluctance."

The sweet chestnut balls are not unpalatable as usual, sweet and bitter, full of the taste of hell, Yan Luo Guisha Jade Emperor lined up and danced naked in front of his eyes, Gojo Wu couldn't even tell if he had been hit by the enemy for a moment [ Infinite space].

But besides being unpalatable, there is another taste.

A feeling of mystery and magic.

It's probably like the magical feeling that once you eat it, you will immediately understand "it's a dish made by Mie Yukimi, and it's a product of outrageous confusion like her" "It's so strange that I can't stop eating it".

It's unpalatable, and it makes people want to laugh after eating it.

The empty, alone New Years are all made less boring.

"Okay, okay, thank you for forgetting Teacher Wutiao before you came home." Wutiaowu squeezed a piece of soufflé into Zhizhi's mouth, and pinched the little girl's face by the way, "Don't think I don't know What are you thinking - put back the sign hanging on the kitchen door."

Xue Jian Miie choked.

How did Teacher Wutiao know that she purposely sent snacks here because she wanted to use her "superb" cooking skills to improve Zhizhi's family status at home in the new year?

Her request is not high, just remove the "branches are not allowed, dogs are allowed" sign at the kitchen door.

Gojo Satoru pointed to his own six eyes amid Zhizhi's unbelievable probing eyes.

Silly boy, what gave you the illusion that you can succeed by killing first and then playing in the dark?

"Let's do this." Unable to disappoint Zhizhi, Gojo Wujo said generously, "Isn't it just to improve the status of the family? Simple."

It is not easy to not want to be behind the dog's tail.

With a wave of Wutiaowu's hand, he changed two strokes of "branches are not allowed in, dogs are allowed".

"Zhizhi and dogs are not allowed to enter." Wujo Wu said with satisfaction, "How is it? Now you are on equal footing."

Xue Jian Weizhi was silent for a moment, she picked up the pillow on the sofa, and covered Wu Wu's face with one pillow.