What if the lord is too popular

[Mr. Zhongye, I hope you will bring the owner of this bottle of blood samples to see me as soon as possible. ]

As Mori Ogai said, he took out a treasured photo from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhong Ye only glanced at it and exclaimed:

"Boss, do you really know this man?"

Hearing the voice of his subordinate, Mori Ogai narrowed his narrow eyes.

"Did you meet him?"

Chuya nodded: "Yes, he also asked me who is the current leader of Mafia at the port. I have reported your name..."

Mori Ogai interrupted his subordinate with an urgent tone: "What did he say?"

It is rare to see the leader so emotionally exposed, Zhong also looked at him suspiciously, hesitating:

"He said... 'Sorry I misremembered.'"

"..."

silence.

A suffocating atmosphere enveloped the corridor for a moment.

silence.

The autumn wind that passed through the hall made Zhong Ye shiver.

silence.

Koyo Ozaki secretly clutched the pink handkerchief tightly.

silence.

The hands of the clock on the wall drifted away little by little.

suddenly-

"Heh." Mori Ogai let out a chuckle, and the corners of his slightly pursed mouth slowly widened into a kind arc.

His sharp gaze shot to one of the cadres:

"Hongye-kun, ask Ace to find out the details of Mr. Miyashiki, and tell Chuya-kun so that he can find someone."

Hongye looked up at him, hesitated to speak: "Yes."

"Mr. Zhongye, come into the office with me in a while, and help you deal with the wound."

Mori Ogai's invitation made Zhongyuan very frightened.

"No, no Boss. I'm fine."

He waved his hands as frequently as the windshield wipers on a car.

Seeing this, Sen sneered, not concealing his regret:

"Well, if you insist. It's getting late, both of you go to bed early."

Before the words were finished, Zhong Yuanzhong also resigned, and the soles of his feet seemed to be fitted with springs, and he ran away without a trace.

"..."

"..."

Mori Ogai lowered his head and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, whispering casually:

"Don't Hongye-jun go back to sleep? Are you afraid of getting wrinkles?"

The man's teasing relieved Hongye's fear, she chuckled, and immediately turned serious:

"Boss, if that man is really Ubuyashiki-sensei... what are you going to do?"

Mori Ogai stopped his hands and raised his head, squinting at her for a while, and smiled slightly:

"Don't you already know the answer?"

He paused slightly, and said three words with burning eyes—

"Canary."

Momiji was taken aback, and without waiting for a reaction, Mori Ogai walked away on his own, his slender figure casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.

Under the bright moonlight, a button turned a few times cheerfully and fell silent.

Even Koyo Ozaki, who runs a top club, doesn't know what the man was thinking when he pulled it off.

The night is very quiet, and the crows are very noisy.

noon the next day

Yamada and Yoya went to eat at the izakaya they often go to, and they were both shocked when they entered the door.

"Tsk boss," Yamada took a few steps back and looked outside the house: "The sun doesn't come out from the west, why is there no one here?"

You must know that this store is adjacent to a commercial building, and you usually have to queue up to get a number during meals.

The boss in front of the cashier is frowning:

"I heard that there is some idol recording a program in the next street, so they probably all went to join in the fun?"

Yaozai comforted him when he heard the words:

"Maybe they'll come over soon? I think the food here is delicious."

"Mr. Ubuyashiki is really good at comforting people." The boss frowned a little, waved his hand and said, "Sit whatever you want, today you are all reserved."

Yamada approached with a hippie smile: "The previous price will not be charged, right?"

The boss snorted angrily and sent him away.

The two are seated:

"Little Yaozai, do you know that I have been busy all morning and found that 2/3 of the blood samples have to be re-sampled."

Yaozai frowned: "I will also step up contact with patients here."

"Hey..." Yamada sighed, and suddenly—

boom!

Without warning, he thumped the table: "You're such an abominable thief, if I catch you..."

[The system gloats: Mr. Ubuyashiki, why don't you tell him that the thief is a vampire? ]

Yaozai pressed the mute button for the first time.

The boss went back to indirect hot water, and yelled as he walked: "Samada, don't do damage, I don't pay for the booking fee, and I still have to pay for damage to my things."

"I was wrong, I shouldn't be so irritable." Yamada muttered, met Yaozai's face suddenly, and changed the subject: "Oh, right, Xiaoyaozai, I haven't asked you yet. Why did you start from four last night? Jumped off the building?"

Yaozai's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a calm smile:

"If I really jumped from the fourth floor, how could I not get hurt? Mr. Yamada must have been too nervous and misjudged."

Yamada touched the back of his head: "...that's true."

Yaozai observed the other party's dubious expression, feeling uneasy.At this time—

"Wow." The paper door opened.

A man in a cloak appeared at the door, with locks of ochre-colored mid-length hair sticking out of the brim of his hat.

"Why him?" Yaoya frowned and muttered.

He turned his face away as if he hadn't seen it, quietly lowered his right hand that was originally on the table, and shook his sleeve.

tap tap —

The sound of approaching footsteps stopped beside their table as expected.

Yamada raised his head, not knowing why: "Brother, there are so many vacancies, don't you think you want to compete with us..."

Before he finished speaking, a black holed gun was pressed against his temple.

Yamada's mouth opened wide in panic, and he instinctively raised his hand in surrender.

"You, who are you?"

Seeing this situation, the boss who went back and forth dared to ask.

The intruder turned his head, expressionless and speechless.

pat—

The bullet was ejected, and the kettle temporarily placed on the cash register shattered.

Fortunately, it was empty, and the boss was still overly frightened, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Soon, the young man's cold eyes aimed at Yoya Ubuyashiki who was drinking tea by himself.

How out of place he was with the chaotic scene.

"I believe it now," the young man said nonchalantly, "You and Boss do know each other. Because ordinary people don't encounter such situations and remain calm."

Calm?

This word is worth pondering.

[System: Raider Nakahara Chuya, current favorability: -20%]

Yaozai raised his eyebrows.

I don't know if what the young man meant to say was "calm and composed" or—

[excessive indifference].

He put down the teacup, his purple eyes met the questioning young man, and smiled slightly:

"I'm just satisfying Mr. Zhongyuan's desire to show off as a mafia."

Hearing this, Yamada let out a long breath: "What, do you know each other?"

"Shut up." Zhong Yuanzhong also threatened with a gloomy face.

Yamada's face froze, and he raised his hands above his head again.

"So what do you want from me, Mr. Zhongyuan?"

Zhongyuan could not help but firmly grasp his left wrist:

"Follow me, the leader wants to see you."

"Boss?" Yaozai looked puzzled, and then—

The moment Chuya's hand touched his skin...

Knives out!

Unexpectedly, the dagger that went straight towards the opponent stopped in midair as if hitting some invisible barrier.

Zhong also smiled contemptuously.

Originally, only one look was needed to manipulate gravity, but he just waved his hand in front of Yaoya.

pat—

The dagger is like a doll that has lost its life, lying on the ground decadently.

Yaozai glanced at the weapon at his feet, and raised his lips in an untimely smile:

"You know you can't stop me."

Zhongyuan Zhonghui nodded again and again: "It makes sense, if you dare to teleport, I will dare to kill these two guys."

He hooked the gun with his index finger and swung it around as if showing off.

"We the Mafia love nothing more than the indiscriminate killing of innocents."

"...You yourself said I was indifferent."

"No, no, I meant to be calm. But—"

He narrowed his eyes like a fox: "If you were really indifferent, you could have escaped as soon as I entered the door."

[You know, I'm here for you. ]

"I also know that your leader won't allow you to hurt me. Otherwise, you wouldn't be talking nonsense to me here."

Yaozai smiled triumphantly: "Then how about this?"

As he said that, a figure flashed in front of Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes.

He widened his eyes in disbelief, and heard the man's voice with unusual pleasure:

[Suppose I was injured half to death by you. ]

The author has something to say: There should be another update tonight, um.

I will work hard.

感谢在2020-10-1020:58:05~2020-10-1414:56:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Agnes; 1 bottle of Jin Shixian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!