Big guys are my vests

When Tsukimi Ritou took Shibusawa Ryuhiko's body to meet the old leader, Shibusawa Ryuhiko happened to have just expressed to him his willingness to join the port mafia.

"You said he was dead?" The old leader was still conspiring to speculate on the motives of the white-haired man's enthusiasm, but he was startled by the solid body of the person on his back, and couldn't maintain his face in shock.

"Then what's going on with him now!" The old leader was in shock and didn't understand what happened for a while.

"The port mafia only needs his supernatural power," said Ritsu Tsukimi, taking the veil handed over by someone else, and carefully wiping off the blood on the black glove.

"His powers survived while losing all memories of being 'Shibusawa Tatsuhiko'."

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the old chief, "If this is the case, you have done a good job, Mr. Zhongyuan."

The ability connects to the "book", and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is indeed redundant as an overly assertive person.

"By the way, what's the matter with the singularity?" The old leader had lingering fears.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability is in conflict with Dazai Osamu's ability "Disqualification in the World". The former makes the ability manifest, while the latter nullifies all abilities."

Hearing the young man's answer, the old leader understood, and at the same time secretly buried his mind.

Even he doesn't know Dazai Osamu's supernatural ability, how does Shibusawa Tatsuhiko know?

Are there really so many coincidences... Could it be that Mori Ogai behind Osamu Dazai has a different identity?

Unexpectedly, the seemingly honest doctor hid a secret.

The old leader's eyes were full of coldness, and he temporarily put aside the idea of ​​trusting Mori Ogai.

"I intend to promote you to be a reserve cadre, what does Mr. Zhongyuan think?" The old leader gave the person in front of him a sweet date, which was also a way to win over the other party.

The red-haired young man didn't care much. He nodded casually without asking any further questions, which made the old leader very satisfied.

Tsukimi Ritsuto brought up another thing: "Chu also wants to join the port mafia, I want to bring people into the armed forces."

"When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is in trouble, Chuya's safety is thanks to the port mafia." Although it is not very useful.

The old leader coughed in embarrassment, "It's nothing."

Shrouded in mist, the Port Mafia, which has a particularly high concentration of people with supernatural powers, almost fell, and they didn't care about a child.

When the white mist dissipated, the port mafia managed to maintain order. It was Koyo Ozaki who remembered and sent someone to look for it.

Just a child.

The old leader snorted softly in his heart, a benevolent woman can't accomplish great things.

But thanks to Koyo Ozaki, he knew that a child in Nakahara Chuya had a remarkable ability, and joining the armed forces just happened to be the same idea as him.

"Naturally no problem." The old leader handed over most of the force except the troops directly under him to Tsukimi Ritsu.

He made a good plan, the red-haired youth hardly mobilized the armed forces, and increased his power on the surface, but it was useless in reality.

After returning, Zhongyuan Zhong also learned that he had officially joined the port mafia.

"According to the regulations, the referrer will give you a token. Is there anything Zhongya wants?" Tsukimi Ritsu asked.

"Hat." Zhong Yuan tiptoed, and the young man bent down cooperatively, asking him to take off his black top hat.

"Brother, do you have any referrals?" Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his eyes and looked up and down to see if there were any extra tokens on him.

"No."

Hearing the answer, Zhong Yuanzhong also looked away with satisfaction, he didn't think anyone was worthy of this status.

A week later, Nakahara also had a closet full of black suits, and the boy looked more like a mafia than Oda Sakunosuke when he put them on.

Atsushi Nakajima, who aspired to become a super mafia, was so envious that even Fu Heihui looked at the big brother next door with little stars in his eyes.

"Super handsome, Brother Nakaya!" Atsushi Nakajima hung behind Nakahara Nakaya like a small tail.

Seeing the knotweed Youren tilted his head, he couldn't help but ask, "Don't Youren think so?"

"I want to be a samurai." Hirohito Katsuobu proudly held up the small wooden knife with a round, unintimidating face, "President Fukuzawa gave it to me."

Fukuzawa Yukichi got the license to open the business with Natsume Soseki, and the Armed Detective Agency was formally established not long ago.

Because of the relationship between the two-faced Nuo, Yu Zhang Youren temporarily hangs his name as a small apprentice.

"Mr. Ranpo said that as long as I can defeat him, he will allow me to join the detective agency!" Knotashi Yuhito put his hips on his hips, looking expectant.

Although Edogawa Ranpo's force value is not high, it is so simple to see through the action of Knotaba Yuhito, and the child can't even touch the hem of Ranpo's clothes.

At the beginning, Edogawa was angry for a while because of the appearance of a little guy stealing the attention of the president.After discovering that the little boy was obedient and easy to deceive, he unknowingly became his big brother who half-heartedly took care of him.

This care is specifically manifested in the fact that Yuren shares his snacks with Ranpo, and Ranpo shares his snacks with Yuren...

"Where's Hui?" Yuzu Yujin looked at Fuheihui.

Fu Heihui blinked, her face flushed slightly, she was embarrassed, "I want to be a mafia too."

"!" Several people were shocked at the same time.

He pursed his lips, Fu Heisher has been working for the mafia recently, and with the money, the frequency of Mr. Bad coming home has plummeted.

More importantly, Fu Heihui wants to become stronger quickly, like Mr. Zhong Yuan, he can protect his friends when they encounter danger.

I have to beat up my stinky dad.

Fu Heihui clenched his small fists to cheer himself up.

Seeing a few little guys discussing in full swing, Yuejian Risu simply bought them a few small black suits to enjoy themselves, and bought two boxes of small wooden knives for Knotweed Yujin.

The child is very strong, and he already has the demeanor of smashing the reinforced concrete wall with a punch in the future.

In order to prevent the child from accidentally breaking the precious wooden knife and crying, Tsukimi Ritsu prepared the broken wooden knife in advance.

A few days later, after a routine meeting, the old chief left Tsukimi Rito alone.

"The newly established Armed Detective Agency, their president has actually obtained a license to open with supernatural powers." The old leader was furious.

He thinks that both Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Yokohama's most powerful forces are in the port mafia, and it is impossible for a small detective agency to turn.

In particular, Tsukimi Rito just saved Yokohama, which is undoubtedly a bargaining chip in the negotiation.

With the ability to open a license, many industries of the port mafia can be legalized, which is even more powerful.

In the past, only the government had set up a supernatural agency. Since it was the first detective agency, there was no reason why they couldn't get it from the port mafia.

Following the old leader's words, Yuejian Risu looked at the arrogant and unknowing old man, thoughtfully.

Maybe he could just take this opportunity to bring him down completely.

He glanced at the person standing behind the old leader, and it was no longer consistent.In addition, Ozaki Hongye was promoted by the old leader...

It seems that the other party has the momentum to clean up and down.

"My child's fighting master seems to be related to the detective agency." He seemed to mention it unintentionally.

"Why don't you bother Mr. Zhongyuan to get in touch." The old leader didn't give much hope, and the fastest way to prove this kind of thing is to find a way to make connections.

No matter how high your force value is, if you can't approve it, you can't approve it.

Tsukimi Ritou nodded, the old leader's proposal was exactly what he wanted.

Armed Detective Agency.

"Black, Mafia!" The lady clerk who opened the door saw a man and a man in black suits, and took a few steps back in fright.

"It's okay, let them in." Edogawa was lying on the big boss chair in disorder, crunching and chewing on a large package of potato chips.

Beside him, Knotaba Yuhito moved a small bench and sat beside him, also biting a small package of potato chips.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Ranpo." The lady let out a long breath, since Edogawa Ranpo said it's okay, it's absolutely fine.

"Come in, both of you." She bent down to invite someone to come in.

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongya entered, he saw a handful of pink hair protruding from the side of the table.

"Yuren?" he called, crossing his arms over his chest.

I saw that pinch of powder froze, and then Knotaba Yuhito quickly hid the potato chips in Edogawa Ranpo's arms, looked at Nakahara Chuya, burst into a bright smile, and rushed over to him arms.

"Brother Zhongye! Zhongyuan!" He yelled angrily.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the potato chip residue at the corner of his mouth, and couldn't help but twitch the end of his eyes.

Picking up the little guy by the collar, he carefully placed it on the ground, "Is this what you mean by training well? No wonder you gained five catties in a week."

Yuzu Yuhito licked the potato chip crumbs off his mouth guiltily, "I, I am exercising, and I will become very powerful soon!"

"Huh? Be stronger... biscuits or strawberry Daifuku?" Zhong Yuan also scanned a table of snacks.

"With the leadership of the greatest detective of this century, Youruhito will not become a person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind!" Edogawa Ranpo jumped off the boss's chair, held up the potato chips in his hand, and glanced at him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suspected that the squinting eyes in the detective hat were connoting himself.

Until the reliable silver-haired samurai appeared on the stage, Nakahara almost felt that Yuzu Yuhito was finished here.

Yuuhito Kojou stuffed a small bag of potato chips into Edogawa Ranpo's pocket, and Tsukimi Ritou took a piece from it and stuffed it into Nakahara Nakaya's mouth.

Zhong Yuanzhong opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and ate the potato chips in a few bites.

"Brother Chuya, the potato chips are super delicious, right?" Yuzuki Yuhito secretly winked at Tsukimi Ritou, and hugged Nakahara Chuya's thigh expectantly.

"Hmph, barely." Zhong Yuanzhong also fake coughed a few times, swallowing the words on his lips.

"President Fukuzawa." Tsukimi Ritsuto greeted the silver-haired samurai.

The two walked to the inner office.

"That kid is very talented." Fukuzawa Yukichi nodded and confirmed.

Not afraid of hardship, with excellent talent and physical fitness, it is logical for him to join the Armed Detective Agency when he is older.

"Today's visit is not because of Yuuhito." Tsukimi Rito sat down opposite him, "I would like to trouble Mr. Fukuzawa to contact Natsume-sensei."

"The leader of the port mafia intends to obtain a permit for the opening of the supernatural power, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division will definitely not agree."

The silver-haired samurai nodded. Now that the port mafia is too arrogant, it is naturally impossible to add fuel to the fire.

"But I hope they approve it." Tsukimi Risu changed the subject.

Fukuzawa Yuji paused, "I would like to hear more about it."

"The old leader is too radical, and the port mafia can't keep up with his growing ambitions. There is no benefit in procrastinating. Obtaining a license must start negotiations, which is the best time to get rid of him."

Tsukimi Ritou is 90.00% sure that if the matter comes to a final meeting, the two parties can only bring their confidantes, and the old leader will definitely bring the most powerful "Nakahara Chuya".

Not only as protection, but also as a warning.

He's such a cocky guy.

What's more, Tsukimi Risu didn't have the extra patience to accompany the old chief through a long repertoire of prosperity and decline.