My third year of marriage with Tsunayoshi-kun

I set aside a day for myself to work on the work to be solved.

In fact, there is nothing special that needs my attention now. I only handed in the materials that my superiors wanted a few days ago, and they praised me vigorously. After getting the information in hand, it will not be long before it becomes common sense that everyone knows, and the superior will react accordingly.It's none of my business, I did obey orders

As for how I asked the farming chief to ask for a leave of absence... of course Ogai Mori and Osamu Dazai played mixed doubles against me.

The farming chief stared at me for a long time. Under the urging of my gaze, he finally put down the pen in his hand, and propped his forehead as if he had no choice but to say, "You really don't know yourself when you say this..."

"What is self-knowledge! I was physically and mentally exhausted from being attacked by their master and apprentice in turn. The two of them are terrifying."

I angrily started to answer.

This time, I did not follow the plan of my superiors and the port mafia, but went directly to exchange with Peng Lie.Gang Jijun opened the back door for me and told me the information. In exchange, I told Gang Jijun the locator I planted on Lanbo's body.

Let Mori Ogai's calculations go blank. I guess I didn't go to him when I got off the cruise ship. Mori Ogai probably realized quickly that I ran to find Peng Lie for an exchange.

But I think Mori Ogai is unlikely to give up. His face is really close to showing that I have a plan.

I will not be in Japan for the rest of the time, and it is not my turn to worry about it.

"Mori Ogai...that old fox." The farming chief narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

This expression that belonged to the high-ranking person reappeared again, and it probably took him noon to figure it out.

I quietly reminded: "Sir——I'll finish the recent work ahead of time, and sign the approval slip quickly."

Chief Farmer doesn't seem to want to give me a long vacation, but I've been working too much lately!Although I was at home some time ago, I worked through the night a lot.After several hints from me [Recently there was a news about overtime work and sudden death on TV] and [I’ve been married for so many years and haven’t gone out with Dana, can you give me some time to spend together], Chief Farmer finally saw that My leave application has been approved.

I quickly took the leave slip, opened the door and ran. Before I left, I shook the slip in my hand, gritted my teeth, and emphasized: "During my trip, unless it is something urgent, I will leave it to you. Furukawa Haruko can handle it!"

Chief Farmer: "...Understood."

After getting a response, I settled down as if I had something on my mind, and ran away quickly, bumping into Haruto Furukawa just as I was out the door.

He rushed over with a thousand urgency written on his face.

"Kuriyama-senpai—"

"Ang? What's the matter, my dear junior."

Because all the future jobs were left to him, Furukawa Haruto still seemed completely ignorant, and I treated him surprisingly well because of guilt.

Furukawa Haruko slammed on the brakes when he ran over. He looked at me suspiciously and realized that I was just in a good mood, he said.

"About mimic..."

Mimic has been staying in Japan since he was entrusted by Verdi last time, and has been fighting openly and secretly with the black organization for a period of time.At that time, I had already obtained the core information, and the priority of mimic and the black organization was dropped several levels. I handed over the rest of the matter to my subordinates for observation. I only received some written reports about their follow-up matters. Report.

After fighting with mimic for a while, the black organization found it meaningless to fight with the group of desperadoes like mimic, so they withdrew from the battle first. Mimic did not leave Japan immediately after that, but stayed here all the time, but It's been pretty quiet, we only give them a certain level of surveillance.

Haruko Furukawa took a breath: "mimic disappeared from our surveillance."

I looked at him silently, not really wanting to receive the news.

"Have you contacted Senior Anwu?"

Furukawa Haruko shook his head: "The last time I contacted Mr. Sakaguchi was last week. After the information exchange, I can no longer contact him."

It’s not just once or twice that senior Ango disappears. He is now a triple agent. For time planning, weighing the balance between the two organizations requires a certain degree of judgment. , will turn off the contact information.

Most of the time, when communicating with Senior Ango, he would use secret codes to communicate at a fixed location.Therefore, whether it is online or offline contact, there is a certain delay.

But Senior Anwu is still working as an undercover agent for Mimic. No matter what Mimic wants to do, his explosion point is far lower than other organizations.

I thought about this problem for a while, and I went back to the office with Haruto Furukawa, and looked through mimic's recent action documents, and finally I came up with a theory: "Just search for mimic's whereabouts, if you have any problems, report directly to the support department and the upper management .”

"receive."

My side is only in charge of intelligence collection and management, how to solve this matter depends on other departments.

Besides... Generally speaking, if this kind of employment organization in other countries suddenly disappears, most of them are preparing to run away, or they are hired by other employers and intend to cause trouble.Both of these possibilities are not low, as I said before.Our intelligence department only needs to submit the information in real time and let the upper management make a unified decision.

I believe that the farming chief can handle this matter perfectly!

I spent some time to get the work done in advance, then abused my power to do some indescribable things, and clocked out on time when the time came.

Before I got off work, I caught Haruto Furukawa, who was most likely to disturb me during my vacation, and said sullenly: "Unless the port mafia building blows up tomorrow, don't bother me with trivial matters below this level."

Haruko Furukawa: "...You might as well tell me not to contact you for the whole vacation."

Me: "Huh? Isn't that what I mean?"

I walked out of the company's door under the distressed eyes of a group of my subordinates. Not only did I have no conscience, but I was even a little flattered.

That being said, when I go on a trip, my mobile phone is still on 24 hours a day, and the chat room is always hanging in the background. If I really need to deal with something, I can still be found.

Can't help but wipe away the bitter tears of the social animals.

ID is OK, sunscreen is OK.

The camouflage clothes and materials are OK.

I checked everything in the suitcase, confirmed everything was correct, and was ready to go.

"...Do you really need to bring so many things?"

Tsunaji-kun said in a weak voice.

"Two suitcases, not much, right...?"

Tsuna Ji-jun crossed his hands and fingers, with a serious expression as if he was discussing an important decision at a meeting: "More than half of my suitcase is full of nonsense."

"...If you want me to say that you can go out with just a few sets of clothes, I'm surprised at how rough a guy is. All I bring are things for two people!"

I think my recent lifestyle is very rough, but Gang Ji-jun is more casual than me. I seriously doubt that the clothes he is wearing are so good. I bought them for him, or they were unified by Peng Geli purchased.

Tsunayoshi-kun and I looked at each other, and it was no accident that Tsunayoshi-kun raised his hand and surrendered first.

When I went out today, I was wearing an elegant little skirt and sun hat, which looked completely different from my working state.Even people who know me have to react for several seconds, and it is even more difficult for people who only have a relationship with me to connect with me at work in the first place.

I'm not boasting, I still feel that when I'm working, my aura can leave a very deep first impression on people, and it's very difficult to try to change this first impression.

When Gang Ji-jun drove to the airport, even though he was calm on the surface, I still noticed that he was a little nervous.

It's different from my serious and written criticism, Mr. Gangji is coming out now... I'd like to call it skipping work.

Gang Jijun's attitude towards his teacher was like an enemy, and he didn't dare to make any revelations. Naturally, he didn't directly report to Peng Lie that he was transferred, and now he skipped work directly.

When I knew this, I looked at Tsunayoshi-kun with an indescribable expression.

And Tsunayoshi-kun's answer to this made me even more delicate.

"Hayato and the others... have been off work for three days, and now they are not sure where they are going to block me." Tsuna Ji-kun's eyes were empty, "Reborn probably never tires of it, it is a feature of Pengo Lie."

... You, Pengo Lie, are really unique. I have never seen a weirder organization than you.

I comforted Tsunaji-kun: "Don't worry, if you just hack into the management system to check the itinerary, they will definitely not find it."

Tsunaji-kun: "?"

"Because of Tsuna Yoshi-kun, I bought a plane ticket to the United States, Greece and Italy in the early hours of last night."

I stretched out my palm and counted, remembering what good things I did.

"Today I took a boat from Tokyo to Yokohama Airport, bought Britain and Indonesia, and France the day after tomorrow... Well, just to verify the authenticity, I will not find out where I went until noon at the latest. No matter how magical Vengley is Da Guang, it’s not possible to confirm who the ticket holder is on the plane. Besides, the target task this time is the leader, and sending some low-level confirmations is too contemptuous of your own boss. At least it must be a figure of the level of a guardian... ...? I don't think they would be so stupid as to just take a look and leave, at least they would confirm whether Tsuna Yoshi-kun was in disguise. After all this trouble, I don't think anyone will disturb us in the next week and a half."

"By the way—although they fly under the name of Tsunayoshi-kun, their IDs are actually written on the tickets they get, so there is no need to worry about cheating."

I don't need to use this type of means to cover up my intelligence, but it doesn't mean I won't.

From my current position, the power I should have should be much, much lower.Who told me to be the strongest intelligence database in the country? My own brain knows a lot of secrets, and Palm Flower has countless records with substantial evidence. In order for me to confirm whether there is any missing information, the upper management simply gave me open access. ...It should be one of the best levels in the country.So if I really want to check the information or replace the information, as long as it is with Japan, it is my field.

Tsuna Ji-kun wanted to say something at first, but after I said a lot of words, he gradually fell silent, with disbelief written all over his face, "...abuse of power?"

I seriously corrected: "That's really ugly. Please say that this is the correct use of power to cover up your own information. Anyway, my personal information is considered the top secret of the state. My behavior is appropriate."

For such a trivial matter, the upper management will only open one eye and close one eye to me, and will not pursue me.

Of course, I'm not stupid enough to just use Tsunayoshi-kun to replace most people's names. Including Tsunayoshi-kun, there are more than 50 people in total, and they set off from Japan to all over the world this week. It would be a headache to check.As for the ticket held by Mr. Gangji himself, of course I found another new identity to replace it on the system.

Tsunayoshi-kun: "If you do this, it's easy to think that it was done by an official person...?"

I said heavily: "Not necessarily, the port mafia did this. That bastard Mori Ogai bought through the airport's internal personnel and messed up the system list, and the real target was shipped out by sea."

Whether it's me or the port mafia, they can do this kind of thing, so Vengley wanted to judge who did it by his behavior-and he thought it was beautiful.

Let me honestly find out when Gangji-kun went out, where he went, and who he went with, and worry about these issues. It's best not to find our whereabouts until the last day.

Everything is ready, I feel from the bottom of my heart that in the next few days I will enjoy traveling with my ears clean and my eyes closed to rest.

…But my calmness was broken in the sixth hour of the flight. Regardless of what happened outside, the bombing of the mobile phone was enough to kill half of my life, and I didn’t want to face reality at all.

So much so that I just want to go home and check the calendar, is it not suitable to go out today.