Substitutes are not a problem

Chapter62

A bento box was taken out of the delivery truck and distributed to all the staff present.

As for Yuan Rina...

"Ahu, why is it you?" Yuan Rina took her special bento and looked at the person in front of her in surprise.

Toranojiro pointed to Osamu Dazai who was standing next to him, "This kid called and said that your program team wanted to order a lunch box, and he also said... You haven't eaten my cooking for a while, and you really want to eat it, so I I just took this order... Ah, in short, your bento is made according to your favorite taste."

After finishing speaking, it was rare to feel a little shy and unnatural, and glanced to the side.

Yuan Rina turned her head and looked at Osamu Dazai, who also got her own custom-made bento, conveying with her eyes... Mr. Dazai, I don't seem to have said such a thing, right?

Osamu Dazai ignored Yuan Rina's eyes, and said carelessly: "Mr. Toranojiro's craftsmanship, I can't forget it after I tasted it last time. Anyway, the program team has to order food at noon, which one is not the order.

So I recommended Mr. Toranojiro to the staff in charge of the logistics, and it just happened to let Toranojiro earn some extra money...

Besides, Mr. Torajiro's craftsmanship will definitely be praised by everyone.Sure enough, the man who can cook is the most attractive, completely killing the useless man who can't even cook instant noodles. "

Glancing aside at the useless man who couldn't even cook instant noodles, he sneered.

Holding the unremarkable bento in his hand like other staff members, Mori Ogai continued to maintain a mature masculine demeanor...so he wouldn't be easily provoked by Dazai-kun.

Dazai-kun really did everything he could to deal with him.However, you shouldn't really think that a potential rival in love can stump him.

Mori's extrapolation? With his right hand in his coat pocket, he quickly made a blind call on the phone screen keyboard and sent a text message to his subordinate. On his face, he said in a kind and gentle way:

"Last time, I had an unpleasant fight with Tora Erlang-kun at Tora Erlang-kun's crepe shop because of some misunderstandings, and I never had a chance to have a good chat with Tora Erlang-kun to clear up the misunderstanding...

But it doesn't matter, the injury on my hand is no longer a problem. Ms. Minamoto Rina's handling of the wound is very skillful and professional. Last time in my small clinic, I didn't need the doctor's guidance at all. "

Hearing this, Torajiro felt that a large pot of green tea was splashed on his face, and almost ran away on the spot.

He wanted to go back to the past, but found that this green tea speech... really made him unable to find fault, and he could not find a point to fight back.

As a former black/dao martial arts school, Torajiro is really not good at fighting with people, so he could only spit silently in his heart...Old green tea, ah!

These words really caused Yuan Rina to look at Mori Ogai's hand, with obvious worries in his eyes: "Doctor Mori, is it really okay to remove the bandage on your hand so quickly? Your hand was accidentally injured that day, and later In the hotel, I used a fruit knife to..."

"Wine...hotel?" Hearing this incredible key word, Toranojiro seemed to be sublimated.

As Mori Ogai, who holds a full-level certificate in tea art, he naturally knows how to make persistent efforts at this time. Before Yuan Rina could explain, his purple eyes blinked with a bit of bewitching meaning: "That one Let’s treat it as a little secret between us, Ms. Yuan Rina doesn’t really want other people to know.”

This is quite ambiguous, Tiger Erlang has already been sublimated to petrification.

Yuan Rina took a peek at Manager Kinoshita, who was discussing matters with Director Dekida in the distance...

Well, fortunately, it's far enough away that Kinoshita-kun didn't hear it.Otherwise, you will definitely be interrogated and babbled endlessly. It is really better not to let other people know what happened that night.

However, Yuan Rina's attitude became the tacit consent in the eyes of Toranojiro, and the whole person suddenly became desperate and gloomy.

Mori Owai glanced at Osamu Dazai, who had made him mess up, from the corner of his eye, with a hint of complacency... Dazai-kun, the helper you found is too low-ranked, really weak Woolen cloth.

Dazai Osamu, who was holding a fried crab stick in his mouth, said with a wooden face: "Miss Yuan Rina, don't worry, Mr. Mori is an old man with thick skin and thick flesh, so it doesn't matter that kind of injury. "

Rough-skinned and thick-skinned Mori Ogai: "..."

At this moment, a phone call brought back Hu Erlang's soul.

"What! Someone came to smash the scene again... and it seems to be the same group who smashed the scene last time!"

Hearing the news reported to him by the younger brother who helped him take care of the pavement, Toranojiro had to bid farewell to Yuan Rina in a hurry, and went back to deal with the troubles at his pavement.

On the outside, Mori shook his head and lamented that the place where Mr. Torajiro often set up stalls had bad feng shui, but in his heart he silently praised his efficient subordinates... By the way, he ignored Dazai Osamu's message to himself sneer.

After Toranojiro left, Minamoto Rina also started to fix her own lunch. After recording for a whole morning, she was really hungry.

Her special bento is filled with all kinds of dishes she likes, and Toranojiro's craftsmanship is nothing to say.

When he was about to pinch the Japanese-style buns in the corner of the bento box, the chopsticks paused for a moment: "By the way, I remember that when I ate bento at the clinic last time, Dr. Mori liked to eat this kind of small buns... Hey, Dr. Mori doesn’t have any in his bento, if you don’t mind, I’ll give you mine.”

"It's not that good, will Ms. Yuan Rina not have enough to eat?" Although he was quite happy in his heart, Mori Ogai still wanted to maintain his gentle and caring personality.

"It's okay, it's just a steamed stuffed bun. I have plenty of food in my bento." While speaking, Yuan Rina picked up the steamed stuffed bun in her food box and wanted to pass it over, "Here, here..."

"Hey... But I really want to eat steamed buns too—" Osamu Dazai became restless again, not letting go of any chance to challenge Mori Ogai, "Mr. Mori is old, and his gastrointestinal and digestive system is not good. It's better to eat less."

"Dazai-kun, I haven't reached the age where my digestive system has degenerated to that extent."

At this moment, Mori Ogai really wanted to throw the little rabbit Zaizhi, who expressed his old age one by one, into Yokohama Port to feed the crabs.

But he, who is well versed in the way of sympathy, continued to choose to retreat, showing that although he wanted to eat it, he still decided not to care about it with his children, "It's a pity, the steamed buns made by Mr. Tiger Erlang are indeed mine. The most delicious one I've ever eaten. But it doesn't matter, since Dazai-kun wants to eat it so much...uh..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Rina stuffed the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, smiled and blinked: "Don't worry, Dr. Mori is not old at all."

Mori Ogai felt that he was satisfied.

Osamu Dazai turned his head away with a dark face, "Tch."

Mori Ogai immediately felt more satisfied.

……

After lunch, the program group continued to record.However, when the hosts and children were called together...

"Not good! A child is missing!"

One of the children in the group was missing, and no one noticed when the child disappeared, and the entire program group panicked instantly.

Losing a child is no small thing, it's a serious show accident.

The entire program team immediately put down their work and tried to find the child, and even started to consider whether to call the police.

And the missing child was Mayumi who was given a brooch by Yuan Rina before.

Just when the scene was in a mess, Yuan Rina's cell phone rang, and the caller ID was a strange unknown number.

With some bad guesses in her heart, Yuan Rina quietly stepped aside and answered the phone.

As soon as he picked it up, the other side made a preemptive strike——

[Rina Araki, that little girl named Mayumi is in my hands now... Shhh, don't say anything, or I'll let you see PortMafia's behavior. 】

"PortMafia..." Yuan Rina seemed to understand everything in an instant, her eyes widened, and the fingers holding the phone trembled a little, "Could it be that you are Chuya Nakahara!"

There was a strange silence on the other end of the phone, and then——

[Yes, I am. 】

Yuan Rina's emotions suddenly became a little intense, "You are the one who sent me the death threat letter! Since your target is me, let Mayumi go, she is just a child!"

On the other end of the phone, there was an eerie silence again.There was even a longer silence, as if digesting Yuan Rina's words.In the end, the hoarse smokey voice yelled out of his head as if giving up on himself——

"In short, listen carefully, if you don't want that little girl to have something to do, just do as I say!"

Not far away, the two quietly read Yuan Rina's lips...

"Mr. Mori doesn't like young girls very much, and he can attack such a cute little girl." Dazai Osamu said in a sarcasm, just like his cold eyes at the moment.

"As long as it's what the optimal solution requires, then there's nothing wrong with it." Mori Ogai said in the most kind tone, but said the most affectionate words, "Of course, she is such a cute little girl after all, I can't bear it." Using too rough means, just let her sleep and have a good dream, and she won't remember anything after waking up from the dream."

For a moment, Osamu Dazai thought of how Mori Ogai used Oda as a means of adopting the children during the Mimic incident, and his voice became colder again: "Mr. Mori did this to drive me away. Then , After sending me away, what does Mr. Mori plan to do to Ms. Minamoto Rina?"

"What are you doing... This is beyond Dazai-kun's interference." Mori Ogai turned his head to look at his disciple who hadn't confronted him for a long time. This is to send you away. But Dazai-kun, who is a member of the detective agency, still has to save the little girl. After all, Dazai-kun is now the one who saves people."

In Dazai Osamu's eyes like abyss black holes, real anger was rarely revealed, and the gaze he looked at Mori Ogai was extremely cold.

Mori Ogai smiled calmly: "It's Nakaya-kun who I'm dispatching here today, if you only send that young man from your detective agency, Dazai-kun knows it's useless.

So, Dazai-kun, why not rush to rescue that little girl...before I do anything to Ms. Yuan Rina. "

The fists held in the windbreaker pockets were slightly clenched. Dazai Osamu gave the man a deep look with cold eyes for the last time, then turned around and greeted the detective agency junior who was busy looking for someone with the program team:

"Dun Jun, let's go."