If I don't quit, I will be forced to usurp the throne.

It took me a while to recover, put away my phone and walked over, with hesitation on my face, and cautiously asked: "Ah... that... Excuse me, it's Pengo Lie... right?"

The pick-up person took a quick look at me, then put down the sign, raised his orchid finger, and let out a laugh that was different from ordinary people, and his voice was a bit choked, which made people think of me working in Hong Kong gangsters to collect protection fees The feeling of Mama-san in some store in the days.

"You are the person sent by Japan, right? I am Ruslia who is in charge of receiving you, just call me Miss Russ~"

...It's really Mama-san's position! ?

I tried my best to ignore the other person's idiosyncrasies, and bowed slightly cautiously: "Hello, I'm Chisaki Rojojo, a representative sent by the Japanese police, and I will disturb you in the next week."

"It's easy to say~" The other party gave me an OK gesture, and turned around very enchantingly, "Let's go."

"...Ah, um."

The person who came to pick me up... Shemale, whose name is Ruslia, is one of the core members of Pengelie's exclusive assassination force, Balian.

The characteristic is... just the characteristics of ordinary shemale!

"Oh, before we entered the country, we just said hello, that is, we signed an agreement every three years. Last year, people from Japan obviously came to Japan. I didn't expect to send people over so soon this year..." The driver of the car Ruslia said so, and looked at the rearview mirror, "Are you worried about us Pengelie?"

"No way." I sat in the back seat and said calmly, "Just to confirm... Can I meet the chief of the Ninth Generation today?"

"Nindaime is very busy." Ruslia replied with a smile, "How long does Miss Public Security plan to stay here?"

I didn't mean to hide this point: "About a week."

"One week... Don't worry, I will definitely let you meet the Nine Generations." Ruslia said while turning on the music on the car, which is heavy metal style, "You can treat it as a vacation this week, policeman Miss~!"

In order not to let my voice be covered by the music, I had to shout loudly: "Please call me Liujo! Or you can just call me Chisaki! Also——does it matter if you wear sunglasses and drive? Can you see the traffic lights clearly—"

The police kept going to the police because they were afraid that others would not know my identity, right?What if you, Pengo Lie, are fighting among themselves and someone wants to assassinate me and put the blame on my own hostile forces?You are still an assassination force!So why did the assassination team come to pick me up after all—!

"Don't worry, these sunglasses are custom-made and you can see the color clearly—"

When I arrived at the headquarters, I couldn't help but marvel - Pengo Li was really rich.

In fact, when I was in Hong Kong and Hei, I had already figured it out. At the beginning, Hong Kong and Hei had no money, but quickly accumulated capital after the wave of the leading war. Decoration with super high safety factor.

But this is still incomparable to the century-old mafia family that ranks first in Italy. After all, this is a century of capital accumulation.The headquarters are large-scale castles.

After I got down, I was silent for a moment, and cautiously asked Ruslia, who drove me here, with a little excitement: "Well, can I take pictures? This is the first time I have gone abroad, and it is also the first time I have seen the scale Such a big European-style building."

Ruslia was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised her little finger and laughed out loud: "Of course! We can take you to your room after Chisaki's filming~!"

"Thank you!" I took out my phone and took several pictures in a row, and took another panorama by the way, then handed the phone to Ruslia, "Excuse me, Miss Russ, can you take a picture for me? "

"Hey? Yes~" Ruslia took my mobile phone, lowered her body to find a good angle for me, and was willing to guide me in my posture, "stretch your left foot forward, put your hands behind your back, and put your upper body Straighten up and lean forward a little... Come on, have a laugh! One, two, three..."

"cheese!"

"What are you doing?!" A somewhat angry, booming voice cut into the theater of our harmonious photoshoot as I labored over my pose.

"Ah, Squalo." Ruslia yelled at the people who came forward, "Didn't I go to pick up the Japanese public security representative... this is it."

"...this brat?" The person who came frowned and looked over with critical eyes, full of evaluation.

I also took advantage of the opportunity of the other party to look at me and looked over openly.The visitor had super long silver-white hair, and the black uniform seemed to match Ruslia's, which should be Balian's uniform.And this person... If I remember correctly, his full name is Superbia Squalo (Superbia·Squalo). Ann's leader XANXUS.It is said that he was a very powerful young swordsman in his youth, and even defeated the previous generation of sword emperors.

Although I am more curious about how the title Sword Emperor was sealed, there is no official international competition.

After the white-haired youth finished looking at her, his face was displeased, and he didn't mean to avoid me at all: "The police sent such a little girl here, is it because they look down on us, Peng Lie?"

...The first sentence of the meeting involves age discrimination, sex discrimination, and professional criticism mixed with map guns!Who is this? !

Of course I can't just sit idly by, but at the same time, I can't openly engage in hostility with the other party. After all, I'm not here to negotiate and there is no need to confront Peng Lie, so I...

"Um...why do you have such long hair?" I used my best trick - to change the subject openly, and at the same time I was really curious, "If you are Balian, your job is assassination, right? Don't you find it inconvenient?"

"Hmph, what do you know, a brat like you?" The other party must have really despised me from the bottom of his heart, so he quickly followed my topic, "This is the proof of my enlightenment!"

"Hey——" I dragged my tone, with a look of amazement on my face, "Is it the same as many female high school students in Japan lose their hair and start again after falling out of love? You are doing the opposite and not accomplishing a certain goal. Don't you want to cut your hair?"

Squalo: "..."

However, I quickly discovered my blind spot: "Ah, but you clearly cut your bangs..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh—okay—Xiao Chisaki, I will take you to your room now—" Ruslia hurriedly pulled me away, "Our captain is not very good at talking hahahaha——"

"Hey, kid from Japan!" Squalo didn't stop Rusliala from leaving me, but stood there, and suddenly grinned with a malicious smile, "Don't Run around and go back to Japan as soon as you have enough time, this is the best way for you."

……

Peng Lie really has tricks here! ——This is the conclusion I came to after sitting down alone in the room assigned to me.

The concerns of the above are indeed not wrong!There are too many doubts along the way!

First of all, I don’t take me seriously, as if I can be neglected...Although it is possible to really neglect me, according to the previous report, the personnel on Pengelie’s side are still doing a good job in terms of official appearance, otherwise we would not It will allow them to enter the country quickly without review.

Next is... the one who came to pick me up was Balian.Although Balian is also from the headquarters... But Balian is an assassination force!No matter how you look at it, it's not right!What about your civilian staff? !

Damn - if it weren't for the Balian core members to have a child of the rainbow and a mesmer, I would be able to use illusions instead of being locked in here.In this case, I can only wait for Master to contact me, or call Master at night to discuss a regulation.

I lay on the bed and counted down the Italians I met on this trip—donuts with ok personalities but other weird ones... No, Chinese-Japanese mixed race, perverted ladyboys, long-haired maniacs and all kinds of discrimination Look down on people... Well, sure enough, those who brag about Italians have never been to Italy.

In comparison, my weird pineapple master is actually an outstanding young man.

I was wrong. I shouldn't have hated Master Fengli so much before. It's definitely because of the environment that he became like that!

But... I can't ignore that Squalo's warning.

It can be seen that there is some kind of power struggle within Pengelie... Balian's words... the nine-generation son who was locked up before was released?Are you really reluctant to suffer from old age?So what's going on with the consultant outside the door and the heir in Japan?

"...It feels like the water here is very deep." I touched my chin and sighed.

It seems that Balian treats me as a background board and wants to deal with it casually... And if it involves internal struggles, I really can only turn a blind eye and close my eyes.After all... the country's official forces intervened in the power struggle of other countries' mafia families, no matter how it sounds, it sounds wrong, right?

I sat up and looked around.This room is quite up to the standard of a five-star hotel... Forget it, if you are unfamiliar with the place in the first two days, let's observe it first.

The idea of ​​observation disappeared after an hour - I pooh your five-star hotel standards!It's past eight o'clock in the evening and you don't even give me dinner? !Wait, don't tell me that you only arrange accommodation and don't care about meals? !Fortunately, you are still the old mafia century-old Vengley!Hong Kong and black can't do this kind of thing to make customers hungry!

Or... do you want to use this method to show me off?This is too fucking naive and not up to standard!

"Hmph! I won't admit defeat like that!" I got up angrily, took the important documents in my bag with me, reset a password and put it away, and then... slipped out to find the kitchen.

"Really, if the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain...it seems like I don't know how to cook..." I muttered in my mouth, and ran to the kitchen. When I found that there was no one in the mess, I couldn't help being shocked.

Maybe I misunderstood Balian. It's not that they didn't prepare meals, but even the chefs were dispatched to do the task.

I sighed and started looking for ingredients from this mess.

"...Wow! Isn't this fresh beef rib? You can make ribeye steak...Wow, sirloin and sirloin are also fine..." The ingredients are quite complete, although there are only a few meat and vegetables.

I hummed a little tune and started to make it. When I was done, I was cutting the beef and took my first bite when there was a sound from the kitchen door.

"Damn it! Did that bastard boss hurt the chef again?! How many times has this happened today!"

"Let's start with the third..."

"...What is the reason this time?!"

"It is said that when I took the steak, it fell to the ground because I didn't hold it steady, and then said angrily [how can this thing be eaten] and then sent the chef out..."

"... At this moment, can't he find less trouble and cause unnecessary trouble?!" The silver-haired young man opened the kitchen door while roaring furiously. I was holding the unfinished steak. He couldn't find a place to hide, so he just stood there awkwardly and looked at him.

The scene was very embarrassing.

Finally, I decided to break the silence first: "...Yo, hello, Mr. Squalo."

Squalo was also confused by my sudden appearance: "...What are you doing here?"

I felt like I found a point of venting all of a sudden: "You still dare to ask?! Is this how you Vongola treats guests?! Is this how you treat guests in Balian?! I didn't have anything to eat all afternoon Naturally, I can only find food by myself! You are really too much, you actually want the guests to find the kitchen and cook their own dinner!"

I refrained from uttering the last sentence—pooh!Garbage Italian man!

I've heard that the beef is for Balian's boss.But I will not pay for the ingredients!

And Squalo didn't care about my series of accusations at all, he just frowned and asked, "Hey, kid, you can cook steak, right?"

Taking the opportunity to lower my head and stuff a piece of beef, I puffed my cheeks: "... huh?"