The power name is too shameful, I can't say it

Probably Alice's words played a role, or it was Mr. Mori's will.

With my cooperative attitude, the man in the black suit didn't make things difficult for me.

Farewell to Mr. Q, we packed into a car, and the vehicle drove on the road. We crossed the river unimpeded all the way to the site of the port mafia.

This is a place in this city that I have never set foot before. I looked around curiously, but felt that everything around here was so familiar.

The feeling of familiarity deepened after I entered the port mafia building, and even some trance hallucinations appeared.

It was as if I had suddenly mastered the super reasoning of Brother Ranpo, and I felt that I knew every secret passage in this building.

It's as if this is not their headquarters but mine.

Even if I'm surrounded by a bunch of people, if I think about it, I can create chaos and escape.

Surrounded by men in black, I calmly stood at the foot of the elevator.

If all this is not my illusion, there should be a mechanism here that can stop the elevator and open a door to the patio.

I have the opportunity to try to see if these are illusions, but now I did not act rashly but stood upright.

The elevator goes directly to the top floor, and at the end of the passage is a retro carved arch.

The black-clothed guards around me exchanged a wave, but no one searched me, so I just made a report.

Hearing that I have arrived, the carved door of the chief's office opened.

Like a girl whose desire to explore was satisfied, I looked at the decorations around me a little curiously.

The tables and chairs in the room are all beautifully arranged, reflecting the hobbies of the owner. They are all Western antiques with ideas.

The ground is also covered with a soft, plush carpet, and when you step on it, you feel like you're sinking into it.

But what attracts the most attention is the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire Yokohama, which is also a scene I have seen many times in my memory.

This scenery is much better than that of the detective agency. Thinking that there are five such buildings in the Port Mafia, and the black people can make more money than the detective agency, I am amazed in my heart.

Everything here belongs to the owner of this room, Mr. Mori, the leader of the port mafia.

He is sitting in the center of the room at the moment and looking at me with a smile.

At this moment, he looked extremely harmless, even though he was dressed gorgeously, he was not scary at all, just like an ordinary uncle next door.

I'm not really stupid to believe that, but Alice broke the silence of the room.

Seeing my arrival, Alice popped her head from the corner I couldn't see from the other side of the position. She threw the crayon in her hand to my father's face, and walked towards me with a smile: "Jasmine Sauce~”

The little girl greeted me, as if the previous confrontation between the two groups hadn't happened, and she didn't feel my danger at all, so she rushed towards me lightly.

Alice hugged me sweetly, soft and sweet with the smell of cream cake on her body.

The people in black following the door were startled by her action, and subconsciously grabbed their guns.

And that Mr. Mori waved his hand, motioning for them to close the door and leave.

When the door of the room was also closed, Mr. Mori pointed to the empty seat beside him and said, "Please sit down."

So, I hugged Alice and took the position next to him.

Mr. Mori looked into my eyes and said sincerely:

"I don't want to hurt you."

"I just thought it would be a little safer here."

Seeing that I didn't speak, he sighed and said seriously: "Don't worry, it's not my best solution to hurt you, I just want to invite you to be my guest."

Alice sauce also arched in my arms, echoing his words.

I pulled out the dagger, put it on Alice Jiang's neck, and asked curiously: "So for you, how much weight does your daughter occupy in the optimal solution?"

"I like the name Little Jasmine very much, so if Jasmine wants to know, I can tell you."

Faced with my movements, Mr. Mori hooked the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "Of course my daughter is a priceless treasure."

As if a sleeping beast was awakened, I finally felt the murderous aura from him.

He is really powerful, he can lock me and suppress the energy that I can't move at all.

This particularly dangerous man came over and put his hand on my dagger.

The sharp point of the knife sliced ​​through his white glove, blood stained it, but he didn't get angry, but took my dagger lovingly: "Okay, little girl, this is not something you should play."

Wiping the sweat from my forehead for me, he put his arms around my waist and hugged me up.

As if completely unaware of the meaning of my actions just now, Alice obediently straightened the hem of my skirt, and helped us open the door leading to another direction.

Mr. Mori took me to a room decorated in pink and full of rococo style.

He seemed a little curious to see me, and he kindly hugged me for a tour.

Through the transparent cabinet, I can see that there are some little girls' clothes in the cabinet.

Mr. Mori touched my head and said with some regret: "I don't know why, I always think I should have a 10-year-old daughter."

"Just like you are so cute, it's a pity that you are a little older."

Isn't it Alice sauce?

Mr. Sen is really a bit perverted.

If I hadn't been shackled by him, I would have kicked up by now.

But I shouldn't be able to kick him. Although my self-defense skills have been well practiced, it seems too rough in front of Mr. Mori.

Counting the people I know in my heart, I think that only my father can deal with him.

Sensing my depression, Mori-san laughed and his chest heaved.

Mr. Sen smiled and promised: "Don't worry, I said I won't hurt you, I just invite you to be a guest."

After he laughed, the murderous intent that locked me was released, and I could finally speak.

Looking at the leader of the port mafia, I sighed helplessly: "I didn't choose to jump out of the car but came here with them. I might have really caused my father a lot of trouble."

"Silly girl, it's not that simple between organizations. The Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency have ruled Yokohama together for so many years, and it's not so easy for us to break our heads."

"The current state is not enough."

"It's still a little bit worse. There are no eternal friends or eternal enemies between organizations, only eternal interests."

"With the members of the group already invading Yokohama, a bounty of 70 billion yen is not that important anymore."

Whoever said something similar to me.

Who is it that made me feel erratic between happiness and disgust when I was facing this Mr. Mori.

There is always a feeling that Mr. Sen is really a good person, which makes me wonder if I have been hit by his spiritual power.

I have never forgotten my purpose, even if he is a good guy but still has to die, let alone he is just a mafia with blood on his hands.

The moment he relaxed his guard, the sharp blade was drawn from my hand, and I finally struck him a fatal blow.

Everyone knew that I had a dagger on my body, so I threatened Alice with the dagger at the first time, and the dagger was taken away by him, which also made him let down some of his guard against me.

But he didn't know that I still had these blades from Q's hand that he used to touch porcelain.

Just like Osamu Dazai's ability is invalidated and can dispel other abilities, my system can also resist mind-controlling abilities to a certain extent.

When Mr. Q approached me for the first time, he actually touched me, but he failed.

Touching porcelain is really a good method. It was taught by Mr. Mori. So many people in black were present but Q ignored him. Q obviously only listened to what Mr. Mori said.

Since I taught such a cute little brother to use the method of touching porcelain to deal with the enemy.

Then why not try how sharp the blade is.

The sharp blade cut his throat, and Mr. Sen turned his head to avoid the possibility of the artery being cut, but the blade also cut the trachea.

His blood spattered my face and dripped into my eyes.My heart was pounding with a burning pain.

One hit failed, I should choose to open the small world, but my mental retardation system started to lose the chain again.

A large piece of garbled characters appeared in front of my eyes, which greatly affected my state, and Mr. Mori's counterattack was also very sharp.

How will the port mafia treat the person who assassinates the leader, whether to kill directly or torture him.

Is there any secret in my memory that cannot be told?In fact, there are still.

So, when Mr. Mori's scalpel came across, I simply went to meet it.

It's just that the blade stopped before taking my life, and Alice stood in front of me.

Still being restrained, Mr. Sen simply tightened my neck and pressed my carotid artery.

I know this is a means of putting people into a coma, but it could also be Mr. Mori's revenge for my actions.

After all, he looked like a narrow-minded man.

Before I fell into a coma, I vaguely heard Mr. Sen's voice.

In his words, there was no sudden anger at the attack, but some praise:

"Jasmine Sauce, the finger is long and flexible, stable and accurate at the same time, it is really suitable for holding a scalpel and being a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded."

"However, the presence of Xie Ye in your detective agency will only waste your talent. Should you consider joining the port mafia?"

"Did you wrap the blade in the bandage that fixed the ribs just now? It seems like nothing happened while bleeding all the way, what a wonderful little girl."

"Sneak attack, I was almost killed by you, I'm really not a daughter that old-fashioned guy can teach."

He talked a lot, and I even opened his trachea, but I couldn't stop him from talking.

I also want to refute a few words, but I am really speechless because of my throat being strangled.

Mr. Sen was still talking to Alice, but the blood was blocked and I fell into a coma.

Before I lost consciousness, I only remembered that I could still smell the faint incense from Mr. Mori's body, which was cold and metallic.

It's probably a special formula, even in the smell of blood, it won't smell bad, but the familiar one makes me feel very warm.

When I awoke from my coma, I wasn't in the Port Mafia interrogation room, but in that rococo bed.

There was no one else in the room except Alice sitting next to me.

As if the previous kidnapping and assassination had never happened, she took my hand and smiled without haze: "Jasmine sauce, you finally woke up, do you want some water?"

Before I could refuse, she hurriedly poured me a glass of water and put it to my lips.

I'm really not afraid of me threatening Mr. Sen with her.

I took the water glass and didn't act rashly.

Rather than easily pinching the little girl again, I should find out what happened yesterday.

For example, why, Mr. Mori's blood will damage my system.

It also made my pure silver eyes, which were originally the same style as my father's, become bright red like blood.

Through the reflection of the water glass, I saw myself now, with silver hair and red pupils, like a ghost from hell.

This shape is too scary, I was taken aback by myself.

This is really bad, I don't know which small world in the system has reliable color contact lenses or a way to change eye color.

Along with my thoughts, the voice of the system sounded in my head: "Compared with eyes, I think you need to care about another thing."

"What?" As I heard the news, rows of data streams appeared before my eyes.

Alarm: Strange dna invades the host's body and eliminates it.

Alert: The detected DNA invading the body has a father-daughter relationship with the owner.

ALERT: Confirmed DNA owner Mori Ogai was fatally attacked by his master.

Alert, master violated system rules.

Alert, the Mori Ogai does not belong to the owner's original world, and the owner has not violated the system rules.

Alert: After inquiry, the proposal to kill Mori Ogai was put forward by the system.

Alert, an error has occurred in the rule paradox system.

Judgment: Reverse time.

Judgment: Deviate the master's attack range, reduce the attack damage, and Mori Ogai survives.

Judgment: Congratulations to the master for completing the achievement Patricide.

Judgment: It has been found that Mr. Mori has father-daughter affection for you. Congratulations to the master for completing the task and initially mastering the supernatural ability.

The Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety system will continue to be updated and will serve the host better.

I am familiar with everything about the port mafia, so it is not impossible that Mr. Mori is my father, after thinking about it carefully.

I have almost the same supernatural power as Mr. Mori, and I finally know why Alice helped me block it at that time.

But when I saw this, my first reaction was, I said that my knife can't fail!

But these are not important anymore. My eyes met Alice who was looking at me with her face in her hands. She was really as cute as a doll.

But as long as you think about this poor and harmless little girl, she was actually transformed by Mr. Mori's supernatural power...

And my mentally handicapped system proposed to me the possibility of killing Mr. Mori and inheriting Alice, so I embarrassedly wanted to control the supernatural ability to dig down the port mafia building.

It's better to let Mr. Dazai kill this broken system.