The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

After cleaning up everything left by the "principal criminal", it is time to switch to other "accomplices" to deal with the aftermath—all materials, intelligence, and property, including real estate, and those relatives and family members who still live in the real estate.The incident happened urgently, and Mori Ogai acted too quickly, many people had no time to pack up their belongings and escape, which naturally made it easier for the descendants who came to "clean up".

Men, women, children, the elderly, weeping and cursing, were dragged from the room.Compared with those who had to be wiped out, they were lucky enough-at least to save their lives.Yuki Mori found a low-level member to record item by item, but any property worth a little money that she could see was registered one by one, so as not to confuse responsibilities in the future.

"Ugh……"

The girl turned her face to the side and kicked her peers who were kneeling beside her to wipe away tears with her heels: "Put more clothes on, I can pretend I didn't see what you put in your pockets."

He doesn't even know how to escape, is he planning to escape and develop into the red light district?

The sound of the prompt was so small that no one heard it except for Oda Sakunosuke who was standing behind Mori Yuki just in case.The red-haired boy sighed with soft eyes, his eyes stayed on the girl's hairy braid for a moment, and then moved into the distance.

If I went to two or three houses, it was already three or four o'clock when I reached the last one, and it was afternoon tea time.On the first day of the new year, it is definitely not a happy thing to block other people's doors and search their homes. Yuki Mori feels that he needs to add some powdered sugar to comfort his fragile heart that has been scolded bloody.

"Oda, I want milk tea!" The girl recalled passing by a beverage shop with a long queue just now, and unceremoniously added a new job to her subordinates temporarily: "25 cups, all small ingredients are required, hot, original flavor. "

"Can't you just wait a while? In case someone resists..."

Oda Sakunosuke, the chief bodyguard, hesitated and said, "It will be finished soon."

Mori Yuki looked at the black lizards who were still working hard, and insisted on drinking milk tea: "It's okay, hurry up! You are so long-winded."

"Then you step back a bit, don't stand at the front." Helpless, he could only explain a little more than nothing, and then drove back to buy milk tea - 25 cups, as long as everyone who came to perform the task had a share, even Osamu Dazai, who was hiding by the side and didn't know what he was doing, was also left behind.

As soon as the bodyguard left, the two children came together on the back.The black-haired boy yawned and poked Mori Yuki: "It's not over yet?"

"The maggots are bigger than expected, and it's not easy to clean the smelly and rotten place thoroughly. Sigh..." The girl gave him a sad look, then continued to lower her head and fiddle with the newly delivered mobile phone— — Unlock, decode, find valuable information.

"Uncle, he won't betray! He didn't do anything wrong to the organization! Mori Ogai must have framed him for crimes! Despicable and shameless villain! Quack doctor! Traitor!"

Several low-level members in charge of guarding were snatched of their weapons without paying attention, and the man rushed towards the girl faintly surrounded by the crowd while shouting loudly.

He must teach these people a lesson!

It’s really great that Oda can talk as little as he likes.

Without raising his head, Mori Yuki lifted up his skirt in front of Osamu Dazai's widening eyes and pulled out the C1LO1 grid fixed on the leg ring.The gunshots rang out without any astringency... The black-haired boy wiped off the blood on his cheek angrily, looking like he really wanted to drag the dead man up and give him another shot.

"Why! Couldn't he be aiming? Why are you standing here, but the bullet passed me!? Or should you shoot on point?" Osamu Dazai was puzzled, and retracted the C1L1G Mori Yuki gave him the answer: "The master of human body strokes, I'm too nervous, it's not surprising that I hit anyone."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The chances of life are really amazing.

"Clean it all up and go."

When she saw her first trophy—the black high-end car driving back from afar, she immediately knew that the milk tea had arrived, so she immediately threw the follow-up to the black lizard, looking forward to today's sweetness.

This is the last stop that needs to be "cleaned up".A group of black-clothed men busied themselves around, waiting for the noise to subside, and stood in the garden where the seedlings were lying down, each with a cup of hot drink. Even Guangjin Liulang accepted this small gift with a smile, expressing that it was too sweet.

"The most charming one is the cigarette at the end of work." He picked up the plastic cup through his gloves: "Sorry, miss."

"It's okay, as long as you don't smoke around me, I won't interfere with other people's hobbies." Yuki Mori threw the last cup to Osamu Dazai: "Your, if you don't drink it, hold your hand to warm it."

The weather was gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to rain or snow, but the sun was fine in the morning.Maybe it's because of the proximity to the coastline, the wind and clouds change very fast.

Osamu Dazai took the milk tea, opened it with a straw and drank it slowly: "It's too sweet, it's a bit greasy."

Mori Yuki ignored him, and went back to the car to think about how to report to Mori Ogai after returning.

The extracted information is valuable, and it seems that we can find a way to do business with "Wisem".

At the end of the day, the atmosphere between the two children was not to mention harmonious and friendly, at least on the surface it was full of respect for the driver.Compared with the false "reconciliation" before, returning to the car, Mori Yuki and Dazai Osamu resumed the state of "the king does not see the king", occupying one side of the window to enjoy the scenery.

Sakunosuke Oda, who sat in the front row and controlled the steering wheel, fell into deep thought: Mr. Hirotsu casually told him what happened before when he was distributing milk tea, although his intention was to praise the young lady for her amazing marksmanship.But for a bodyguard, it is an insult to the professional standard to ask the employer and superior to protect himself without any battle damage.

Sigh... How should I remind her not to be an example?

[Tian Yi seamless clothing] It is indeed possible to protect a little girl seamlessly, provided that they are in the same physical space and cannot be too far apart.

There are three people in a car, each with their own little thoughts.

Back at the headquarters, Oda Sakunosuke temporarily got off work, Mori Yuki and Dazai Osamu went to the chief's office to meet Mori Ogai.

The red-haired boy who stayed outside because of insufficient authority couldn't help but began to worry about another thing - would they tear down the boss's office?

It should be... impossible, after all, the combat power is relatively low, and he can control one with one hand.

Chief's office.

Seeing that the table was covered with mobile phones of various brands and models, the corner of Mr. Sen's mouth twitched: "What are these?"

"Hidden files! I didn't touch them, I brought them back as they are, you can read them slowly when you're all right?"

Mori Yuki has changed from being cautious when he first met, and now he has always been more straightforward when facing cheap daddy. What's interesting is that Osamu Dazai is the same as her... the same big or small.

"The things that are considered the most important are those that are carefully hidden? Although it may be just a joke, even so we dare not hide it from the boss."

The black-haired boy pointed the finger at the father of the girl who had made him deflated, and tried his best to do weird things.

"It seems that you get along very well, I am so happy."

Mr. Sen raised his eyebrows and smiled at the two children, who were as motionless as a mountain.

Diamonds need to be polished with diamonds. Although these two diamonds are probably not as good as the same kind of polishing, it is better than letting them torture yourself separately.

"Who has a good relationship with him/her!"

The two black cats separated quickly, and the fur-frying and puffing were done synchronously, quite tacitly.

"Well, it's really good." Mori Ogai smiled cunningly: "My little sweetheart, please send these mobile phones to Hongye-kun. Extracting information is the job of the intelligence department, you can stay there and help."

He has not given up the idea of ​​controlling his daughter.

"Ugh!" Osamu Dazai covered his chest with one hand and made a vomiting appearance, expressing his mockery of the plastic father-daughter relationship in this way, Yuki Mori stretched out his foot and wanted to kick him.

As if he was blind, Mr. Mori didn't see that the little padded jacket was bullying others, so he directly ordered: "Mr. Dazai organizes the actions into a written report and submits it to me. Go."

I still can't find something to let you work overtime together?Hehe, the pattern Tucson is broken.

Walking out of the door of the chief's office, the two children glanced at each other without giving in, and walked into the down elevator at the same time.

Arguing and fighting in the elevator is a stupid act of courting death, and Yuki Mori tried his best to ignore Osamu Dazai, who was suspected of suffering from ADHD.However, the other party was eager for revenge, and when he saw no one around, he wanted to tease this girl who was two years younger than him—yes, the little girl was already 12 years old after Christmas last year, and she grew up under Mr. Mori's long sighs. 1.7 meters two.

Maybe it's because boys develop late, and the older boys are not as tall as her.

"Elevate the telegraph pole~ You need to dig a hole first~"

Osamu Dazai sang out of tune songs, and deliberately turned his eyes away from the girl whom he accused of scolding and insinuating.The latter couldn't understand him because of the language barrier, he was turning a corner to hurt himself, but he could guess from his unnatural expression that this guy didn't hold his fart: "Are you trying to hang yourself on a telephone pole? "

"Hey!" As soon as he found the opportunity, he immediately provoked excitedly: "The telegraph pole is talking!"

"Boring." Mori Yuki turned his face away, not wanting to obey this guy at all, and probably didn't say a word.

If the opponent does not retaliate, the joy of language confrontation will be less than half.Seeing that the elevator was about to arrive, the black-haired boy couldn't help stretching out his hand—try to see if the emergency button can make the car stop suddenly.He wanted to scare the girls around him, and wanted to fill those purple eyes with a temperament very similar to Mr. Sen's with a look of horror and pleading.

"Boom!"

Mori Yuki took a step slower, and with the sound of mechanical friction of steel bars, the metal box shook suddenly and then stopped.

"...Are you out of your mind?" She looked like she wanted to jump up and bite the culprit next to her, and her voice couldn't help but get louder: "PortMafia called the fire department to ask the fire department to rescue the elevator?"

"I'm not PortMafia~ It would be a blessing to return to the land like this." The young man's voice was full of longing for death, but the next second he changed the topic, "But when I think about it, there is a terrible electric pole next to me , tsk tsk tsk, the other shore has become less attractive!"

None of Junxiu's facial features stayed where they should be, and he tried his best to let every cell infiltrate an unpleasant atmosphere.Osamu Dazai was admiring the girl's angry look with joy—although it was a pity that she couldn't scare her, but the purple eyes became lighter. When Yuki Mori got angry, he didn't look like Mr. Mori who was as calm as a computer AI.

This look is much more pleasing to the eye than before.

So he raised a triumphant smile of a successful prank: "Please, please, I will find a way to get the elevator back to normal. You don't need to call for help, and you don't need to be seen in your mess."

Mori Yuki froze, folded his arms and took a deep breath: "You wait for me!"

"Waiting for you anytime, miss." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, and waited for her to bow his head in another position.

Want me to bow my head and give in?Think about you in your dreams!

The girl picked up the hem of her skirt and tied it in a knot, and looked back and forth a few times to find a good angle.The young man realized what she was going to do, but he was also hindered by his body that was half a beat slow in reacting. He only had time to widen his eyes when he was quickly kicked on the stomach, and suddenly bent into a shrimp: "You, you can't !?"

Immediately afterwards, Mori Yuki turned over and borrowed a freshly baked "stepping stone" to jump up and fix the screws that fixed the roof.

"Pray for my luck, or figure out where to bury it in advance." Kloeg reappeared, and the crazy gunshots set off the security alarm, and her eyes lit up like flames.

"You wait for me!" This time, it was another person who gritted his teeth.

When the nearest guard arrived, the elevator door had been pried open to allow a single person to enter and exit, and the girl in the red dress climbed up the ground slowly.Seeing the black suits rushing over, she pretended nothing to do and brushed off the non-existent broken hair, as if it was someone else lying on the floor in a mess: "There is another unlucky guy down there, go and give him I'll get it up."

Black suits: "...I see, we didn't see anything."

Mori Yuki: "..."

You don't need to suddenly be "smart" here!

Half an hour later, Mori Ogai, who was staying in the office to read the documents, heard a report from his subordinates - one of the elevators was damaged and needed to be replaced, how much would it cost... If not, the leader would have to let them see whoever they wanted Came up the stairs on foot.

Mr. Sen: "..."

You two!Only half an hour!

While the chief mourned the elevator with his head in his arms, Yuki Mori had already arranged his skirt and came outside the intelligence officer's office.It was not too late for a friendly visit.Like a worker bee full of pollen, the girl stood outside the door and lingered for a while, knocking on the wooden door with her fingers: "...how are you?"

The door opened, and a thin young man came out: "Hi, you are... ah, so it's you."

He tried his best to look up and down the girl in front of him without any trace, not sure how to face her.After thinking about it for a while, the young man bowed down slightly as respectfully as possible, and instead of opening the door completely, he turned around and informed the inner room before stepping aside: "Please come in, miss."

Mori Ogai did not explain the origin of Mori Yuki to his subordinates, because the leader does not need redundant explanations.But this has created the current embarrassing situation - everyone knows that Mori Yuki is the illegitimate daughter of the leader Mori Ogai, but no one knows how to treat her.

The surname and similarity cannot be ignored, and no one can deny the relationship between them.The world really doesn't care much about whether the children are born in wedlock or not, but a type like Mori Yuki whose mother is completely unknown is still somewhat confusing.

In theory, honorifics and respectful titles should be used for her, but the child is so young, and the leader has never made a clear statement, which is really confusing.

Koyo Ozaki already knew who the visitor was from the reminder from his subordinates.For this young lady who fell from the sky, the first impression of the intelligence cadres was her tall figure, and her rosy, rosy and healthy complexion.

The clean eyebrows are very pleasing at first glance, the big purple eyes are clear and bright, with a little bit of cautiousness, the girl leans into the room holding the door panel and revealing half of her body: "Miss Ozaki?"

The stereotypes that people treat illegitimate children do not appear in her at all.Not gloomy at all, not pale at all, her porcelain-white complexion probably came from her mother, including her voluminous, slightly curly black hair.

Just by standing there, she became the most delicate stroke in the painting.

"Ms. Mori? Please come in. Yamada, go get some juice."

The woman in red politely invited the guests in, and with the idea that no matter how cautious she was, she moved to the round table in the office and asked Mori Yuki to sit down: "You came to see me, what's the matter?"

Seems like a relatively normal progression.Mori Yuki took out several mobile phones from his body, and placed them in front of Ozaki Hongye one by one: "That... this is what I brought back from cleaning today, and my father asked me to bring it to you."

Koyo Ozaki smiled.

According to the custom, recovery or liquidation should be the work content of the intelligence department.Generally, the leader appoints someone to be responsible for this matter, and then this person will integrate manpower from the Ministry of Intelligence and the direct troops to perform the task.The most convenient situation is for the intelligence department to do it directly... But the leader named his illegitimate daughter to do this. As a subordinate, she was happy to be at leisure.

I didn't expect this kid to make an extra trip just for this, and his serious attitude is quite likable.

The operating model of PortMafia is completely different from that of mercenaries.The former is like a hive, the leader's order is above all else, and the members of the organization can divide and cooperate for the collective benefit.As for the latter, everyone is working hard for themselves, how can one be willing to let go of such a good thing as touching the corpse, unless they are partners or pay back, otherwise they will definitely serve from the cradle to the grave alone.

——It is more free and loose, and the risk of problems is greater, which can basically be understood in this way.

So in Mori Yuki's view, being willing to share the spoils can definitely be regarded as a heavyweight kindness.

Both parties have good feelings, so it is naturally easy to communicate.It didn't take long for Mori Yuki to coax Ozaki Hongye to cover her mouth and giggle, and looked at her with a little more sincerity: "Come and play with me if you have nothing to do, if I'm not in the office, I must be in the cell. But don’t go underground, it’s dirty and dark, be careful not to scare you.”

"Okay~" The little girl almost wagged her non-existent tail: "I want hot cocoa, juice, and cake!"

Cats rub their legs, invincibly cute.

Ozaki Koye immediately turned around and told his deputy to keep these drinks and food ready.

"This is Xiao Lin, my secretary. If you can't find me, you can call him for urgent matters, Yuki." She even changed her address.

The leader did not express any dissatisfaction with his daughter, and Ozaki Koye did not think that having a hot relationship with a 12-year-old girl would cause any trouble-if Mori Yuki was 22 years old, maybe it should be a different matter.

Mr. Kobayashi noticed the gaze of his boss, and hurriedly put on a smile and bowed to this side: "Miss Yuki!"

Since the boss thinks that he can have a friendly relationship with this young lady, their subordinates are of course happy to see it happen.She can't shake her status as an intelligence cadre, but the trouble of finding a few ordinary members of the organization is absolutely no problem.Being able to make friends with this person is better than offending her no matter what.

Very satisfied with the visit that achieved its purpose, Mori Yuki left after receiving a message.

Leaving the intelligence cadre's office, she saw that the elevator that she and Osamu Dazai had broken down together had been surrounded by isolation belts waiting for repair, and she couldn't help but look deeply.

Well, this way, Mr. Mori doesn't have to go to get off work, and there is no elevator to get him down anyway.

No longer thinking about the inconvenience she caused Daddy, she went back to the pink room.

Father Denard sent information about Rimbaud the Transcendence, which cannot be seen outside.

"Jean Rimbaud, a Frenchman, belongs to the European Supernatural Bureau... Verlaine..."

European Ability Bureau, this is an official organization that integrates talents from various European countries.Like other organizations under the jurisdiction of the European Community, they all exist to promote the integration process of Europe, which can be regarded as an extension of the military alliance.Once the war ended and the honeymoon period of economic restart passed, European countries quickly realized that internal friction could no longer continue.In order to fight against the increasingly powerful United States and Russia, the old-fashioned gentlemen had to hug each other to keep warm—at least on the surface "like a family".

Of course, the countries must have other plans in private, otherwise there would not be a scene where Verlaine assassinated the Queen of England and killed a double.As for the mission that made Rimbaud fall into the sand back then: to sneak into the island country to search for the country's military's artificial superhuman experiment.

People with supernatural abilities, especially those with strong supernatural abilities, can be called a part of the national strategic deployment.Research on how to make people with supernatural abilities can basically be equivalent to privately developing weapons of mass destruction.

Mori Yuki suddenly thought of something, and turned back the information to the initial profile: "Verlaine is a person with artificial abilities, an artificial human? I understand!"

As an artificial human, Verlaine has a natural tendency to like another experimental subject, which is very likely.So here comes the problem, suddenly there is an unavoidable pimple between the tacitly cooperative partners, and this pimple happens to be the mission target, what should they do?

According to the practice of dealing with similar problems in Europe, the experimental subjects in other countries were destroyed on the spot or brought back to slice for research.Rimbaud, a normal human being, had no reason not to carry out the order, but for Verlaine...it was like killing another him in front of him, and it must not be tolerated.

Therefore, it can only be another transcendent who can cause a transcendent to be defeated, seriously injured or even lost his memory.But when two transcendents collide on land and enter a state of battle, it will never be silent... Mori Yuki opened the map of Yokohama City, and soon found a "scar" in the concession area hanging alone on the sea .

"Raibo Street."

The girl's beautiful fingers tapped twice on the phone screen.

If the "pimple" that caused the dispute is still alive, it must still be there.

The next question was, should I tell Rimbaud about this?In other words, is this amnesiac Transcendent worth her risk?