After creating the vest, I joined the script team

The head of finance in Yokohama with supernatural powers was seriously ill, and yesterday, Aoyama Li, an insider who manages funds, found them and tried to seek refuge in Hong Kong gangsters.

The dispatch of the Black Lizard directly under the leader is enough to prove that Hong Kong and Heilong attach great importance to this meeting, but——

"Mr. Guangjin, he's not here."

The contact person who indicated that he wanted to join Hong Kong and Heilongjiang disappeared.

Guangjin Liulang: "Have you searched the area around the meeting place?"

"Yes, they have been searched."

Guangjin Liulang: "Did anyone come yesterday?"

"The subordinates have searched the area, and no one has come at all recently."

The location of the meeting was chosen by Qingshan Li, but the other party didn't come.

If Qingshan Li was not trying to provoke gangsters in Hong Kong, then it must have been robbed by other people!

After the cigarette was extinguished, Guangjin Liulang opened it: "Master Dazai, we have arrived at our destination, but there is no one there."

"Not here, it seems that the guy in the dark has already discovered Qingshan Li's betrayal." The young man's voice was light and careless, "Did Qingshan Li say where the funds were transferred to?"

"No, because the other party seemed to have a little doubt and regarded it as the capital to settle down, so I didn't ask."

"That's too bad, the funds may have been transferred away." The boy on the other end of the phone showed a cheerful smile, hung up the phone, shook his black coat, and planned to leave the office on the top floor.

"Dazai-kun, did something happen?" Sen Ouwai, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters who had been silent all this time, stopped uploading the correction document. He looked at the abnormal behavior of his proud disciple and asked, "Could it be that something happened that made you Do you care about the surprise?"

"That was a very big accident, Mr. Mori..." Dazai Osamu said enthusiastically, with the only kite-colored eyes that were exposed into the shape of a crescent moon, "Our action was a step slower, and the money was swept away first."

"I'm going to the intelligence service to find out who did it."

……

On the other side, Tagore, who was being targeted by the black mud spirit, looked completely out of state.

"Tagore, it's time to get up."

"Tagore—"

Under the urging of an old father, the boy who stayed up all night got up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "What time is Sakunosuke?"

"It's almost eight o'clock." Oda Sakunosuke, who had been a babysitter for a few days, skillfully handed over a toothbrush and a cup to the still confused teenager to wash up.

He could fall asleep standing up without looking at Tagore.

"Did you stay up late again yesterday?"

"Hmmmm." Because there are a lot of things, I have to deal with them quickly.

"I see that you were quite happy when you came back yesterday."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu' because I got good news yesterday.

Tagore took a sip of water, spit out the foam in his mouth, dragged Oda Sakunosuke enthusiastically, ran to his room and handed him the notebook.

"Hey, Sakunosuke, check out that I wrote a new poem yesterday."

The parents opened the notebook and saw that there were not only poems on the second page, but also cute patterns added by the boy.

[Please use life as poetry;

I will write a psalm for you;

Even if the poem is nine hundred;

There are thousands of words and never stop]

"It's great, it's well written." Rubbing Tagore's fiery red hair, Oda Sakunosuke asked, "Did you write this poem because you saw some beautiful scenery yesterday?"

"No..." Holding the milk carton and shaking his head, Tagore said cheerfully, "I got a promise, a very important promise."

Miyazaki Tomomori's promise.

As long as they are alive, Miyazaki Tomomori will not leave alone.

"Very good. Although you have received an important promise, don't forget to eat lunch."

The new adopter, Sakunosuke Oda, has been very distressed recently. The adopted child often forgets to eat when he gets excited about reading. Every time he comes back at night, he can see the untouched lunch on the table.

"I will remember to eat it." Tagore bit the bread, puffed up his cheeks and said vaguely.

"You said the same thing the day before yesterday, but I didn't take a bite of my lunch when I came back." The ruthless guardian exposed this lie with distrust on his face.

"Well, I really know how to eat it!" Facing the guardian's distrust, Tagore Maomao stood up and patted the table to promise.

"What if you don't eat?"

"I, I will..." His eyes stayed on the guitar left by the previous owner in the house, and Tagore said with a flash of light, "I will go to the street to play!"

As an information dealer, nothing is more afraid of exposing his true colors. This punishment is enough to prove how serious he is. This time, Sakunosuke should trust him.

Although he thought so, but the guardian did not connect to Tagore's brain waves at all, but asked worriedly: "Can Tagore play the guitar? But speaking of it, this guitar should be broken after not being used for a long time. Do you want to buy it?" How about a new one? Even if you buy a new guitar, you have to eat lunch, or you will get stomach problems."

That's right, after listening to Tagore's words, Oda Sakunosuke thought about why he wanted to buy Tagore a guitar.

"Sakunosuke, we really don't even have the most basic trust!"

Tagore Maomao was shocked and sad. After getting along for so long, the guardian didn't trust him at all. He just thought about how to complete his punishment.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't speak, but just stared at the shocked Tagore on the opposite side, with 'Isn't that what you are' clearly written on his face, it seemed that he had been fooled many times, and he couldn't give him any trust in this aspect.

Depressedly, he took a bite of the bread, and Tagore vowed to let Sakunosuke Oda know that he was serious this time!

At noon, he heated up the dishes on the table and ate them, which surprised Sakunosuke Oda who came back in the evening!

After bidding farewell to the guardian who was away on duty, Tagore opened the book he had bought.

After staying up late last night, the urgent information and data have been processed and sent to the group. The rest are unimportant things. He is not in a hurry to deal with them. He can relax and read a book.

I have to mention one thing, because most of the heroes in this world have disappeared (Tagore suspects that they have all gone to gangsters), so the spiritual food in this world is very scarce, and he can only read the poems of the ancients.

But the difference between modern poetry and ancient poetry is too great. After reading it for a long time, Tagore couldn't see what he could learn from, so he had to put down the book in depression, turned on the computer and began to sort out the information materials sent from all over the place.

Miyazaki Tomomori was thrown over abruptly. The system didn't give him any help. He had to check the information by himself, and the person had to get it by himself. The only benefit was a bug-like ID card.

Fortunately, the world completed the settings on its own after the identity card was set, otherwise Tagore would have to make a fake identity for himself now.

"Ah, it's so boring!" Tagore shouted madly holding the computer.

The rest of the work is cumbersome and messy sorting out the information. Originally sorting out the information was nothing, as everyone worked together very quickly.

But Miyazaki Tomomori, who loves to make trouble, disappeared again after seeing Keigo Higashino, leaving only a lot of things for them to do.

Not only is his help gone, but he has to check a lot of information.

What flames, what kings, a lot of things.

Difficult, really difficult.

"Drip-drip--"

"This is?" Tagore immediately transferred the data in the computer, frowned and began to inquire about the computer alarm.

He installed an anti-reconnaissance program on the computer, which would only sound an alarm if the core information of the computer was intruded.

who?Who is hacking his computer?I don't know if he is unhappy now! ?

Dare to find trouble!If you don't let your computer go black, he will dance live!

Tagore smiled enthusiastically, and quickly pressed the keyboard keys.

……

At this time, Hong Kong and Hei Building.

No. On the 20th floor, there is only one office that is so large that it occupies the entire floor, and there are many computers scattered in the whole office. Several men in black suits looked at the computer screen nervously, and pressed their fingers quickly. A string of codes.

Osamu Dazai stood behind the tall man with the highest level of hacker and asked, "How is it going?"

They searched for a long time before but couldn't find Qingshan carp, and finally, under the reminder of Osamu Dazai, they began to check the surveillance cameras of Ganghei Road.

Then, with the expected expression on Dazai Osamu's face, he found the surveillance video where the video was replaced. After finding something wrong, they followed the traces of the intrusion and searched all the way. It was not difficult before, but now they are blocked and are about to be hacked by the other party. up.

The leader of the intelligence team, whose head was in a cold sweat, said, "Master Dazai, the other party has discovered our actions and is fighting back."

"Found it? Can you find the other party's address?"

"It can't be done. In fact, if it weren't for the large number of people on our side, it is very likely that the computer will be hacked by the other party." Wiping off the cold sweat on his head, the intelligence team leader's face was mixed with embarrassment and fear.

Dazai Osamu, the leader's sword, even if he has just officially joined the Hong Kong gangsters and is 15 years old, he can't hide his terror. People who commit crimes in him basically have no good end.

"I can't find it..." There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, "It looks very interesting, let's go and look it up—"

The thin boy walked to the main power switch and turned on the power switch. In an instant, the power supply of the computer and the entire office was cut off.

"Master Dazai?"

"Don't waste time searching, send me the intersection route where Qingshan carp died, and call Mr. Guangjin, let's go and have a look together."

"But the subordinates are intelligence..."

"No but..." Cutting off the intelligence team leader's words, Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes sank and sneered, and said in a low voice, "It was your mistake that this happened, do you want me to teach you how to fix it? "

"Yes, yes, at your command!"

Most of the exits of the secret roads in Hong Kong and black are slums. Although there are many people there, they also have various advantages such as not liking to explore and cherishing life.

But now, the advantages have completely turned into disadvantages.

The floating population in the slums is large, which makes it more difficult to detect intelligence.

After searching for a long time, no one came up with any useful information.

Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Hirotsu, go and buy some bread."

"Master Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai: "Will you laugh?"

"Huh?" Hirotsu Yanagi who had no idea what Dazai Osamu was thinking was puzzled.

"Go to distribute bread." He shook his coat.Osamu Dazai said slowly.

Although the people in the slums are all like wolves, who would not come if there is a good thing for food in exchange for information?

With the first person, the second and the third will appear one after another. When the news spreads, won't the information be delivered to the door?