After collecting all seven bugs, I was wanted by the bosses

Youwuyou named this plan "Operation Hakone Cat Hunting".

The leader of the operation, Yuka Imakawa, the CEO, Dazai, is said to want to compete with Yuka Imakawa for the position of leader.

However, because of the lack of cafes, the style was lowered, so he could only cosplay as a bodyguard, but he did what he did and loved what he did. Mr. Killer was addicted to cosplay and couldn't extricate himself, as if he had become one with his colleagues.

The action assistant, Kamiya Ling, has no objection to the madam's kitchen, even if it is just a leg pendant, as long as it is hung on the madam, she has no objection, but if another "outsider" suddenly replaces her in front of the madam If there is a feeling, then she will be very upset, and so will the wife's fiance.

After all, he is about to die, and he is a little tolerant of the dead, but why is that dangerous killer smiling?

Aya Kamiya: My heart is gradually distorted.

...and atmosphere group XX (temporarily kept secret).

When the lady's handsome husband was indulging in the paradise of favorability, the three members of the team had already had a deep and friendly meeting.

During the period, due to differences in the content of the task, Osamu Dazai and Aya Kamiya held a half-hour-long social activity to greet each other's family members. The wife who couldn't bear it ended the meeting early and asked them to play by ear and return to their respective posts. .

You Fog and You: I always feel that this action is going to be dirty, should I have a backup plan ABC?

The wife subconsciously looked at Mr. Gojo, who was fiddling with the camera to help her take pictures. The enthusiastic husband took over the work of the photography team, saying that he had to leave a proof of love with his own hands... As a husband, the most dedicated player ever!

He is really serious about attacking Yuxia Imakawa!

"Youxia seems to have quarreled with Ms. Kamiya?"

Gojo Satoru's sight was covered by the camera, "Well, come a little to the left."

You Wuyou stood beside the famous scenery with a gentle smile: "There is no quarrel, where did Wu hear the rumor?"

Gojo Satoru pressed the shutter, and the corners of his raised lips never let go, "Come and see how I took the picture! Absolutely amazing!"

You Wu took over the camera, the clear blue sky, a rare and clear view in the cold winter, You Wu narrowed his eyes: "It's a beautiful scenery, but...why isn't there me?"

So she was posing for a long time just now, did this guy not capture her at all? !

What kind of straight man is this!Not to mention that there is fog, even if it is real Yuxia Imakawa is very tender here, let's praise it without conscience!

Gojo Gojo stared at the cat's eyes wide, and watched it again in disbelief, "It seems that there is really no... How about reshooting!"

There is fog and there is: ...

So he repeated the posture just now, and Gojo Satoru seemed to have just remembered the question about Misty, and answered her lazily: "It's not listening, but watching, your puppy hasn't left your eyes all day long. "

Very keen observation.

Youwuyou secretly raised his vigilance, and decided to try his best to talk to Kamiya Lingling in front of Gojo Satoru. It would be very bad if he found out.But... did he really not notice it at all?

You Wu You: I don’t really believe it.

There was no communication along the way, and Aya Kamiya, who was indifferently placed by his wife to play for a whole day, felt uneasy. Seeing that his wife arrived in Hakone, she only cared about playing with the annoying white hair, and seemed to have completely forgotten about their extermination. Mao Daye, worried that his wife would be fooled by the old white cat who is good at seducing, took advantage of the temporary separation between the two, Kamiya Ling quietly followed Gojo Satoru and prepared to strike first.

She wants to prove to his wife that a mere man doesn't need foreign help at all, only she, Kamiya Ling, is enough.

There are tourists coming and going on the streets of Hakone in the evening, and the snow-capped Mount Fuji not far away. The man with white hair and black sweater seems to be one of the scenery in this world. He has a slender figure and a handsome face. , and the pair of sky pupils that can still be glimpsed even though they are blocked by the sunglasses.

As long as this man doesn't speak, he is completely the girl's dream lover.

Another ignorant girl came forward to strike up a conversation. Gojo Satoru refused the other party's hot spring invitation. He raised his left hand and showed the ring on his hand.

"Sorry, I've already got my name. My wife has a bad temper. If she finds me talking to beautiful girls, she will be angry."

"Ah... What a fierce girlfriend, you are so pitiful, unlike me, you don't even know how to lose your temper."

Tea language tea language.

Kamiya Ling, who fell behind Wujo Wujo, had murderous intent in her eyes, and she dared to tarnish her wife's reputation. This kind of man is not worthy of her wife at all.

Poor madam, after several times she has been entrusted with inhumanity. Even if she is determined to kill her fiancé, her heart must be suffering and painful.

But it doesn't matter, Madam can't do anything, I will definitely solve Madam's problems.

Shen Guling held her breath and followed Wujo Wu, waiting for the opening, but unfortunately, this guy was squatting on the side of the road for a while, watching the old man pulling sugar, and insisted on letting the poor uncle pull Wujo Wu.

After a while, I rushed into the dessert shop to buy chocolates, and I was interested in the flowers the little girl sold, but I was afraid that they would not be fresh, so I nagged for a long time, the girl really got annoyed and turned to leave.

"Wait, wait, I want to buy it!"

Gojo Satoru squatted in front of the girl, whispered to her, and gave the little girl two tickets, but didn't take any flowers.

Aya Kamiya: This person seems to be seriously ill.

Until the other party entered an izakaya.

"Boss, is there a private room?"

"some."

After Gojo Satoru entered the private room, Aya Kamiya stepped on the stool with one foot, and pulled out a pistol/gun equipped with a silencer from under the black hip-wrapping skirt.

Loaded.

She took the tray from the waiter, "He and I are companions who came together, please leave it to me."

Kamiya Ling hid the pistol/gun under the tray, slowly pushed open the wooden door of the private room, her whole body was ready to go, and even the plan of how to deal with the corpse flashed ABC times in her brain.

Be sure to let Madam have no worries...

Aya Kamiya froze in place holding the tray.

"Husband, madam..."

The wooden-colored Japanese-style decoration, a wine table and two wine glasses on the tatami mats, but only the wife is alone. She sips the extremely low-strength rice wine as if unknown, her long black hair is tied behind her head, and she is simply A long flower hairpin is inserted obliquely in the girl's head, which is obviously a modern society, but she seems to be a princess who traveled from the Edo period, noble and not profane.

Beside her was a wide open window, from which she could watch the snow on Mount Fuji, it was cold and moving, Kamiya Ling's mind was blank, the tray in her hand fell to the ground, and a black gun rolled down to the lady's feet.

Madam's gaze shifted from the gun to Shen Gu Ling's panicked face, she said with a half-smile, "It seems that you don't have to obey my orders in the future, you can do whatever you want."

"No! Madame! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Madam's censure was more painful than killing her for Kamiya Ling. She knelt on the ground with a plop, climbed to the foggy feet with both hands and feet, and rubbed her cheek against Madam's calf, feeling grievance and fear intertwined in her heart .

"I rely on my wife to have everything. You pulled me out of the mud. You gave me money and status, but I am useless and can't help you. I just... want to share your worries for my wife." ..."

She trembled under the master's feet like a loyal dog reprimanded by her master, and kept pressing her body against the lady's ankle, begging the lady to take a look at her and forgive her.

There was fog and scalp numbness, trying to pull his feet out of Kamiya Ling's arms, wow, he couldn't pull them out.

On the contrary, it aroused Kamiya Ling's worry about gains and losses, and her beautiful face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes were so moist that she almost shed tears.

The tragic and dark first half of her life made her lose control once she grasped the olive branch of the gods.

Just hold on tightly, otherwise, you will be left behind.

"Ma'am, you can hit me, you can kick me, don't give up on me!"

Ah... why every time there is fog and anger, Miss Shengu immediately sits down and hugs her legs!

What a strange habit this is!She is really not a feudal cruel lady!

There was fog and a headache, and he raised his forehead, "If I hadn't discovered you following Gojo Satoru in time, do you know what you would face now? You underestimated that man too much. If you could solve it so easily, I wouldn't be like this." Bother planning?"

Although it is an NPC that can be resurrected and reset, there is no need for Wu Wu to worry about it at all, but the consequences of the death of the other party need Wu Wu to pay for the failure of this week's goal, which is very uncomfortable.

He was obviously an excellent assistant all along, so why did he lose the chain frequently when encountering such things.

It was the same with Mr. Xia You before.

Shen Guling didn't say a word, she shed tears silently, but she was afraid that the tears would stain the hem of Madam's clothes.

"The worst result, you have already scared the snake. I made an appointment with him to come to this izakaya at this time, but he left early."

You Fog knocked on the window sill beside him, "I jumped directly from the window."

This is the third floor.

The movements are neat and handsome, and he turned his head and raised his sunglasses to reveal a pair of charming eyes, and sent a wink to You Wu, "See you at the circus tonight!"

It seems to be making an ambiguous agreement, a romantic encounter, is it tonight?

There was a circus tour in Hakone tonight. When he was in the restaurant, Gojo Satoru found the advertisement in the brochure, and immediately booked tickets. The show started at nine o'clock in the evening and ended at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

However, what Gojo Satoru didn't know was that the brochure was deliberately placed in a conspicuous position on the table by Mr. Assassin. With Gojo Satoru's personality, he would definitely open it and read it.

It is a very famous circus. Not only tourists from Hakone, but also many people from other places will gather here tonight. If there is fog and you want to attack Gojo Satoru, this is an excellent opportunity.

The madam's delicate doll-like face was as elegant and gentle as ever, she bent her fingers and tapped on the window frame, "Mr. Dazai, do you understand?"

He stretched out a hand from the window and waved it casually.

Mr. Killer's excited voice almost trembled, "Madam, please rest assured, this is my field of expertise."

You Wuyou forced a smile. I really don’t understand what point this game hits you. The screenwriter of the game eats shit every day. People who read painful literature are blind. The new game plan does not abide by the Basic Law at all. The wind has almost turned to the legal column, and it is transitioning to the criminal investigation channel!

I wouldn't be surprised if another detective player with fog or mist pops up!This kind of plot is short of a detective and a policeman, and all of them can survive!

Could it be that only perverts have a common language, and her unique normal JK is not worthy of knowing your little secret?

Can you tell her, she also wants to know!

You Wu You took a sip of the wine and drank a little too much, even though the alcohol content was extremely low, You Wu You still felt a little overwhelmed unavoidably.

Osamu Dazai, the COS bodyguard stuck to the window like a gecko, jumped up after Gojo Satoru left, and squatted here looking at the snowy scenery of Mount Fuji.

The bleak cold wind blows, and the black-clothed bodyguard is like the silent and tragic male second in black and white comics. It is clearly a three-dimensional world, but it suddenly becomes a two-dimensional paper man, and a black dialog box appears above Osamu Dazai's head.

"How long has it been since I saw the snow with such a happy mood?" 』

Insert the top view of the snow scene and Hakone Onsen.

A long sigh.

"It seems that since I joined the port mafia, I have been spun like a spinning top by the Mori boss, not to mention the snow, even Osamu Kokusa Dazai rarely noticed it. 』

Mr. Killer's iris-colored pupils are empty and inorganic.

"Life is going on aimlessly, what is the purpose of it?" 』

I want to die.

The black and white palms were slowly raised trying to catch the shattered light that fell from the sky.

"Ma'am~ Would you like to see the last snow scene? Maybe after tonight we won't even be able to see the sun the next day."

Madam's white hands protruded from the room, and the colorful Siwei grabbed Osamu Dazai's collar fiercely, and dragged the mackerel, who was here in a sad age, into the room.

Osamu Dazai, who had never expected his wife to be so strong, seemed to be strangled by the throat of fate, his collar strangled his neck, rolled a few times on the tatami, and looked at Aya Kamiya who was kneeling on the tatami and repenting.

The strong disgust in the other party's eyes quickly lowered her head and turned into a good baby when the lady spoke.

Osamu Dazai blinked, put his hands on his chin, and seemed to have a tail wagging behind him.

"Ma'am is amazing~"

Shen Guling gave him a gouged look, damn it, this man dared to steal his lines!

"Forget it, I wanted to tell you something at first, but seeing that you are not in the mood to continue talking."

But it’s okay not to say it!As a qualified organization leader, a pre-war speech is a must!

You Wuyou squatted in front of them, patted their shoulders with both hands, and said earnestly: "Come on! The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard! Don't be sad!!"

"Especially you, Kamiya, don't be impulsive!"

"And Dazai, if you dare to stab me in the back, I will definitely prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow!"

Kamiya Ling clenched her fists and was so excited that she couldn't express it: "As long as Madam continues to believe in me! I will definitely follow the plan this time, even if I sacrifice my own life, I will fulfill Madam's vision!! Leave it to me! !"

Kamiya Ling got up from the ground, as if she had been injected with adrenaline, she immediately ran out of the izakaya.

Dazai Osamu: This kind of subordinate is the type that Chief Mori loves.

Only You Wuyou and Osamu Dazai were left in the private room, and his wife cast her loving eyes on him, so gentle that it made the hairs stand on end: "Mr. Dazai, do you have any questions?"

Osamu Dazai: Hiss—what a scary woman, is it true that the more beautiful a woman is, the more ruthless she is?

However, Dazai who is more ruthless than her has been seen a lot, and any one of them can make this noble lady scream in horror.

Mr. Killer silently raised his hand: "One more question!"

You Wu You gently nodded: "You say."

"Madam wants to kill Wujo Wu, is it because of selfishness or mission?"

There is fog and there is: ...

As if he was just asking casually, without expecting any real answer, Osamu Dazai stared at You Wu's mask that was no less thick than himself, and smiled lightly, he approached You Wu You's shoulders intimately, with kite-colored pupils Thick black mud appeared, pulling people into his dark vortex.

"Fortunately, Madam met me who was kind and helpful. If it was Chuya, Madam would have been crushed by gravity at this time."

After all, it took him a year of luck to enter the game with the help of Oda's light. He is really, very serious about cooperating with his wife~

As if he had come up with some interesting picture, Mr. Killer let out a deep laughter from deep in his throat.

Foggy and eyelashes trembling slightly, he pushed away the familiar man, took out a small lace fan from his sleeve, unfolded it to cover the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of caramel-colored eyes full of affection, his voice was as sweet as cherry blossoms, "Threat me, court death?"

As soon as the words fell, Osamu Dazai felt an invisible force forcing him to fall to the ground, unable to get up, the severe numbness took away all his consciousness, and the pain like electric shock made Osamu Dazai subconsciously "Ah ♂" .

You Wu You crouched in front of the electrocuted mackerel, the black lace fan gently raised Dazai's chin, forcing him to look up at himself.

"If you don't listen, it won't be so simple next time."

Madam's meandering smile is hidden under the game filter, she is the strongest in the game field.

Since she was going to dance with the devil, how could she not bring a protective weapon?

On the black fan bone, a red gemstone button flashes red light.