[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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The chief's room on the top floor of the Port Mafia Center Building.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows are opened, and the scenery of Yokohama can be seen under the sunset.

Pieces of burning clouds are reflected in the sky.

A bottle of red wine lies in a rattan basket with a velvet cloth underneath.

"Romanee-Conti in 64." Zhong Yuan looked at his collection proudly, his eyes soft as if looking at his beloved.

"How much is it directly?" I asked in a bad mood.

I can't blame me, after all, I don't understand red wine... If I want to describe it, I just think the color of this wine is really beautiful, just like pomegranate juice.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also chose to ignore me.

"This is your treasure, right?" Ozaki Koyo held up the cup with a smile in his eyes.

"Is there a better day to open a bottle of wine than today? Big sister." Zhong Yuan also smiled.

Mori Ogai looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and raised his cup: "Cheers to victory."

The four raised their glasses together.

I blinked and found that only I took a big sip, and the other three just took a sip.

"Don't waste my wine." Zhong Yuan also looked distressed when he saw that the wine in my glass was much lower than the others.

"How can you call it a waste if you drink it in your stomach." I swallowed the wine in my mouth silently: "Chuya, haven't you heard a sentence, if you can find pleasure in wasting time, it is not a waste of time. It’s still a mouthful, it’s not a waste..."

Under Zhongyuan Zhongye's murderous gaze, my voice became smaller and smaller.

"Haha." Mori Ogai saw that his subordinates were getting along well, and he was relieved with joy: "By the way, Hongyedian, what deal did you reach with Dazai-kun?"

Ozaki Momiji frowned: "This is a secret."

Mori Ogai was taken aback, with an innocent look on his face: "Can't you even tell me?"

He looked at me: "Does Mr. Bo Ye not know? Don't be careful of the curiosity of the elderly."

Drunken, I shook my head lightly: "Boss, you also know, that guy Dazai, I have even been routinely used to clean the style of office pens without knowing it, and I can't learn from him what he doesn't want me to know s things."

"It's been hard work, Thakaba-kun." Mori Ogai sighed.

"But don't worry, leader." I said, "The information that guy can get from me is limited to the pen style."

"Pfft." Mori Ogai couldn't help laughing out, "Of course I believe in Suha-kun's secrecy... The combination incident can end so quickly, Sukuha-kun and Akutagawa are great contributors, ah, I'm really worried about what to reward, Akutagawa is easy to talk about, what about Thakaba-kun."

I thought about it carefully, I really didn't want anything, wait a minute: "How about the vacation."

"Boba-kun." Mori Ogai sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll approve you for one month, and you can be transferred at any time."

"Thank you, leader." My eyes lit up: "If you are on vacation, let's talk about cleaning up the mice."

"Is there no celebration banquet for the Supernatural Secret Service Division?" Mori Ogai asked, "Boba-kun is also a great hero of the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"What does the Supernatural Secret Service Division care about me?" I thought about Yunju Jinshan's complaint: "They have to deal with the follow-up of the combination. For nearly a week, they don't even have off-duty time. My direct subordinates in the Supernatural Special Affairs Section Was transferred to work."

Mori Ogai chuckled, "It's really not easy for the government."

"Isn't it?" I echoed: "From morning to now, I have hung up nine calls from them, and they want me to work, which is beautiful."

"Dazai! I'm going to kill him sooner or later!" Nakahara Chuya suddenly shouted loudly.

I was taken aback, and then reacted, and asked sullenly: "Zhongye, who are you going to kill?"

Koye Ozaki chuckled, "That's great, young children."

"Yes." Mori Ogai sighed.

"Has Ogai-sama reached the age to like children?" Ozaki Momiji looked sideways.

Mori Ogai blinked: "I have always liked children, but only for young girls under the age of 12."

"...If you are arrested for obscenity one day, I will not be surprised at all."

"By the way, where is the new cadre named A?" I suddenly remembered that when I came here, I heard the subordinates chatting, saying that the new cadre who was appointed by the leader: "It's really shabby to take office... At the celebration banquet for his appointment, there was Is even one cadre involved?"

Anyway, I didn't receive the news, Nakahara Chuya was also busy at that meeting, Ozaki Koyo was in the detective agency, Verlaine couldn't go.

"I didn't go either." Mori Ogai spread his hands: "I resigned after the meeting, within a few days."

"What kind of person is he?" I was a little curious.

It is really rich to be able to raise 400 billion to Mori Ogai in a short period of time, in exchange for cadres.

"The gambler who once made a big fuss in the port mafia casino is a very disloyal man. He only relies on money to become a cadre and uses the port mafia as a bodyguard." Koyo Ozaki did not hide the disgust in his eyes: "Mr. , Dazai-kun talked to you at the celebration banquet when he became a cadre."

I was taken aback: "I forgot."

"Financial power is also a kind of strength." Mori Ogai smiled: "However, you don't need to treat him as your own."

"Can you think I'm dead?" I lay prone on the desk, with a blank report under my face, and the computer was so densely packed with materials that people didn't want to look at them.

"Mr. Bo Ye, please don't curse yourself like that." Yunju Jinshan said seriously: "You seem to be in good condition."

"Why must there be a report!" I hugged my head in despair: "Things happened so naturally, how do you want me to report in detail!"

"Routine notes."

"Record... Please install a camera on me next time, don't ask me to write a report." I sat up exhausted, bitter and bitter.

Yunju Jinshan heard it, and said solemnly: "If you agree, it is possible, we can specially send people to record your whereabouts."

"...No need." I sighed, got up resignedly, and wrote and drew on the paper.

Isn't the monitoring of the special agent department enough?I hid in the office and couldn't come out. I didn't even go to the meeting called by the leader. I was afraid that Mori Ogai would be a lobbyist for the Supernatural Secret Service, and the phone would be blacked out and turned off. I can write a report from the Secret Service Section.

The most outrageous thing is that I went through the unknown back door of the Port Mafia.

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Yunju Calcined Mountain is gone, and Yunju Calcined Mountain is here again.

He held a stack of heavy documents: "You need to confirm the combination of these incriminating evidence."

"..."

"This is already integrated, Mr. Thin Leaf."

"Then I thank you."

Yunju Jinshan smiled perfectly: "This is our duty."

"...." So what the hell does this have to do with me.

"Let's work together all night, Mr. Bo Ye." Yunju Jinshan smiled: "I have already greeted Chief Sen. You will be under the control of the Supernatural Secret Service for the next week."

"...how much am I being sold for?"

"The two nightbirds, the latest small fighter jets from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, are the ones that sent Guqi-kun Nakajima-kun and Akutagawa-kun aboard the white whale."

"I'm quite valuable." I sighed.

"By the way, there are more than these files, because your desk can only hold these, do you want to have a general look at the rest?"

"......"