The goal is the Faculty of Medicine of Dongdae

After solving the troubles of the combination, Yokohama returned to the long-lost calm.

Of course, the Leibo Street commercial street that Zhongya Zhongya had been thinking about finally opened today, and then he was directly pushed by the young leader to be the ribbon-cutter for the opening.

"May I ask what is the purpose of your company choosing such a huge whale as the entrance sign of the amusement park." The media interviewer with a microphone seriously pointed to the beluga whale spraying the fountain at the gate of the newly opened amusement park.

Zhong Yuanzhong also struggled to maintain a smile. How did he know what the young leader was thinking? When he asked the other party about the newly built commercial street, what else should be added? The trophy white whale was sent to the amusement park as the logo mascot.

"This...whale is the largest creature in the world, symbolizing courage, great ambition, joy and peace..." Zhongyuan Zhong also began to forcefully make up his brains, "...it is not only the mascot of the amusement park, It will also serve as a pirate ship at a specific time every day to let children experience the vastness of the ocean and let them learn the courage to fight against nature..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh where did Mr. Mori go? We agreed that we can leave as long as we come here to cut a color and take a picture! Zhong Yuan Zhong, who was forced to become the foreign press spokesman of the port mafia, was also very painful, even after he completed the mission to stop After the white whale fell in Yokohama and returned to the organization, Mr. Mori happily increased his salary, but it could not relieve his pain.

At this moment, the teenager sitting in the coffee shop is playing Chuya Nakahara’s speech on his mobile phone, and a computer in front of him is playing a video explaining the structure of human nerves. Three uses to write and write.

Jasmine, who was sitting opposite him, was wearing a dark red plaid dress embroidered with pure white lace today, and the bowknot tied with a soft red ribbon flicked back and forth as the little girl shook her head.At this moment, she was holding a cup of parfait full of fruits and chocolates, eating with relish, and from time to time glanced at the busy young man who seemed to be able to wave an afterimage of a pen in his hand.

"Rin Taro, why don't you just leave Chuya there?"

"It's just a ribbon-cutting for the opening, and Nakaya-kun will definitely have no problems." Lin Taro flipped the pages of the book with one hand and held a pen in the other, writing on the notebook and watching the video from time to time.

"Hey, you obviously agreed to take me to the amusement park, Rintaro doesn't mean anything."

Jasmine sighed, and unhappily stuffed a mouthful of ice-cold cream into her mouth.

"I'm sorry, Jasmine, didn't I forget that I have been specially recruited by the University of Tokyo? It's all because the group is looking for trouble, and I forgot my homework."

Lin Taro wished to conjure up four hands. During this period of time, he was busy discussing with foreign Wall Street, fighting with the government, and arranging industrial plans. I have long forgotten about my homework.

"Hmph." Jasmine snorted softly, "Don't make excuses, Lin Taro still has time to play games with me."

"Isn't that about forgetting my homework? I'm just an ordinary sophomore in high school, and I'm going to write my college thesis early." The young man looked at her pitifully, with tears glistening in his eyes, "Jasmine Sauce ~The cutest jasmine sauce in the world~Help me~I'll buy you five pieces of strawberry cake."

"No." Jasmine clasped her hands together, holding her head proudly, "I'm a 12-year-old kid, I don't know anything about university."

"Jasmine sauce QAQ."

"Do your own thing, Lin Taro, why don't you hurry up and write it! It's due next week!" Jasmine patted the table, "If you don't hand in your homework, it will be tainted. Do you still want to go to Germany for further study?"

"I know! But I still have three papers." Lin Taro simply slumped on the table, if it wasn't because this is a public place, Jasmine even suspected that the other party would roll on the table, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow( If the almighty Kusuo is here, he will definitely help me."

"Go ahead and daydream, idiot Rintaro!" The little girl kicked the boy viciously with her calf under the table, "Hurry up and write! I have to go to the amusement park after finishing writing."

"Okay..." Lin Taro sighed, and resigned to his fate, he picked up his pen again and continued to bury his head in the ocean of knowledge.

Rintaro, who was struggling to finish his thesis and homework before the deadline, vowed that he would rest and never work even if the world was destroyed. As a result, when he had a rare good sleep and was having a dream, someone pushed him awake up.

"Who?!" The boy buried under the quilt subconsciously took out the scalpel from under the pillow and threw it out, the blade stuck straight into the wall.He opened his eyes extremely reluctantly, and what he saw was Jasmine's serious little face.

"Jasmine Sauce? Let me sleep for a while..." Rin Taro let out a huff, and reluctantly rolled up the quilt, looking like he was going to return to sleep with his eyes closed.

Fortunately, Jasmine, who reacted quickly so that she didn't get stabbed by the scalpel, felt that anger was slowly rising to the top of her head. She endured the anger of dragging Rintaro out to beat him up, and stretched out her hand to hold the boy's head and shook it desperately.

"Hurry up, Rintaro! There is a situation!"

"what?"

Rintaro was shaken and had to open his eyes, and slowly propped up his upper body with his arms, with a curled strand of hair shaking: "What's wrong, Jasmine-chan."

The boy's voice was vague as if it contained honey, and his purple eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist. He couldn't help but yelled again: "I don't want to care about the remnants of the group. Let me sleep..."

"Stupid Rintaro!" Jasmine grabbed the boy by the collar, dragged him to the window with heavy steps, and pulled the curtains, "Come here soon!"

"Ah..." Lin Taro stood up reluctantly, wearing too thin pajamas, couldn't help trembling, "The monitor didn't send out an alarm..."

His eyes froze after seeing the strange thick fog outside the window.

"That's..." Lin Taro narrowed his eyes, and cautiously did not open the window. Jasmine stood beside him, her big purple eyes were also full of seriousness, "My intuition tells me that these fogs are very dangerous."

"Ah."

Rintaro pulled the curtains, went to the bed and took out the mobile phone from the hanging coat, and made a call.

At the same time, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who stayed in the room most of the night and bargained with his tutor late at night for a graduation thesis, was also disturbed.While sending out the final third draft of the paper, the computer suddenly lost the signal.

He watched helplessly as the progress bar had only reached halfway and all the paper data had disappeared... Akutagawa Ryunosuke's long-lost temper, which had been worn down by endless homework and investigation data, began to flare up again.

He forcibly resisted the urge to split the computer in half with Rashomon, and when he stood up, he noticed a strange mist drifting in from the window at some point.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke subconsciously rushed into his sister's room.

nobody!Silver is gone!

Ryunosuke Akutagawa only felt the veins on his forehead throbbing, it's good, Rashomon hasn't been satisfied for so long, it's time for another meal.

beep...

"Can't get through."

Five minutes later, Rintaro closed the phone.

He has tried to contact everyone in the book, but none of them can get through.

He put the phone back in his pocket, began to dress neatly, took out a stack of scalpels from the drawer, took out a gun, and loaded the magazine.

"Let's go."

Lin Taro loaded the gun quickly, pinned the gun to his waist, and called up the electronic map on his mobile phone: "No matter what happens, go back to the organization headquarters first."

He wants to see which blind person dares to disturb his sleep!