[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

I was stunned for a moment by the thought of myself.

Then began to doubt life.

It’s not that Nakahara Chuya hasn’t traveled on business before—he often disappears in the middle of the night, leaving a note telling me that he has a job.

At that time, I only thought he was a poor social animal who was pulled back to work overtime, and I often cursed him for exploiting the wonderful nightlife of the employees, no, the boss of the sleeping life was bald and eighteen generations old.

But if this guy is the port mafia—

"Miss Hanazaki?" Just as I was thinking, the car door beside me was pulled open, and when I looked up, I saw Ango Sakaguchi who seemed to be puzzled by my daze...and Tomo behind him Frozen little angel.

I laughed awkwardly, quickly moved out of the car, and waved to Hong Jiaodong who was standing not far away, "Good evening, Mr. Hong, I thought you were going back to Tokyo with Green Valley and the others."

The little angel Hong Jiaodong who was named quickly replied, "There is something wrong for the time being."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Ango Sakaguchi who had closed the car door, and finally cast his doubtful eyes on me.

I put my hand on my lower lip and coughed twice.

"You might not believe me when you tell me." I patted the frozen shoulder in front of me, and looked at him with vicissitudes of eyes, "That's right, it's me again, partner."

The little angel was stunned for three seconds, then nodded with a particularly serious expression.

...I couldn't tell whether his expression was because the task was difficult or because he had to bring my oil bottle.

"This way." Ango Sakaguchi's voice came from above, and I looked up, only to find that he had already walked down the rusty stairs to the iron gate on the second floor while we were chatting.

As I stepped up the seemingly unreliable stairs, I wondered in my heart that even the institutions directly under the state are so poor now, it seems that I can't do what I want when I go on missions...

After seeing the scene inside the door that Ango Sakaguchi opened after verifying his fingerprints, I immediately swallowed the words in my heart.

The data stream flashes quickly on the hanging bright screen, except for the sound of fingers tapping the keyboard, there is the sound of data transmission in the whole space. The big screen in the front shows a map of Japan, although I don’t understand it. A bunch of flashing red dots mean something, but anyway - pretty cool.

I thought about my poor office, and then looked up at the high-tech equipment in this stronghold. Two seconds later, the guilt that I accidentally brittle public buildings when chasing the enemy disappeared in my heart. no trace.

"Master Ango."

After following Sakaguchi-senpai around and turning into a strange corner, I saw two people standing in front of a door nodded slightly to Sakaguchi Ango, and then stood on both sides in a tacit understanding.

Following behind Ango Sakaguchi, I experienced the joy of a fox pretending to be a tiger.

With the soft knocking of the door, I stood with Hong Jiaodong in the office of Ango Sakaguchi.

"This is information about this mission."

Ango Sakaguchi didn't know what button he pressed. In short, the moment his voice fell, a screen projection appeared out of thin air in front of his desk.

I glanced at his desk curiously, but the moment I touched the photo on the screen, I froze for a second.

Bloody immediately hit the field of vision. Although I don't know the people on the screen, I can easily see their identities—heroes—from the combat uniforms they wear.

I felt that the air pressure around me suddenly dropped, and even the temperature in the air dropped a few degrees. I raised my head and looked at Hong Jiaodong beside me. His expression didn't change much, but from The furrows between his brows could easily see his displeasure at this moment.

Such a tragic death - but it didn't appear in the news.

I withdrew my gaze from Toki-kun, and my gaze fell on Ango Sakaguchi in front of me.

——The Ability Secret Service Section blocked the news.

The mass death of heroes is more likely to arouse fear in the hearts of the people than the attack of ordinary people.

The turmoil this fear brings to society is immeasurable.

But... for such a serious matter, the news can be blocked quickly and tightly...

"Did it be speculated that it was done by the port mafia?" I pondered for a while.

Ango Sakaguchi was silent for a few seconds, opened a drawer, and took out a transparent bag from it.

I recognized the fragments of the bomb, and the remaining burnt fragments could barely make out the yellow of the lemon.

I understood what Ango Sakaguchi meant.

In the Maruzen Building bombing a few years ago, one of the iconic figures of the port mafia who killed 28 ordinary people was Kijiro Kajii with the ability named [Lemon Bomb].

"Really, that's the same information that Mr. Lvgu asked me not to peek at today." I thought for a while, and said to Ango Sakaguchi in front of me, "By the way, there is a man named Ranpo Edogawa in the Armed Detective Agency. , It seems to say that the photos in it are fake, probably because the damage to the human body does not match the degree of damage to the building."

I tried my best to repeat the words of the famous detective who made up his mind that I would snatch his snacks, but for me, who is a waste of science, it is impossible for those numbers to remain in my mind for such a long time.

Sakaguchi Ango was taken aback, and tore open the information bag at hand.

I watched him spread out the photos on the table.

The first is a photo of an alley, with scorched black marks all over the broken walls, several large pits sunken on both sides, and gravel rolled down on the ground, mixed into the dark red blood.

Then there are a few photos of the corpses, their bodies in combat uniforms are distorted, their faces are bloody, but their limbs are relatively intact—at least compared to the photos on the screen, there is still a whole corpse .

"really."

Sakaguchi Ango's face darkened.

I was really confused by his sentence.

...Sure enough, the bottom layer is the bottom layer. After the boy named Edogawa Ranpo found the clue in one second, my boss Yasugo Sakaguchi took another three seconds to find the clue.

I tried to struggle to think about it, and finally waited expressionlessly for my benefactor, no, my boss, Ango Sakaguchi, to explain.

He raised his hand, pointed his fingers across the screen, and with the other hand pushed one of the photos on the table in front of me, "These people, while their limbs were slightly damaged, their faces were completely blown up. "

I froze for a moment and thought of [the photo is fake].

In other words, the scene where these people were ambushed should not be this alley—more precisely, someone created their different death conditions first, and then created the scene where they should have died.

I think it's a pity that I don't go to Mihua Town next door to work for the Suzuki Group to catch that strange thief Kidd.

"Aren't these people heroes?"

After I asked this sentence, Ango Sakaguchi turned his face and gave me a sideways look.

I seem to see the emotion of [so you can reason it out] in his eyes.

...No, I'm just acting like a happy sand sculpture, not really a sand sculpture.

Sure enough, apart from the top three, No.4 is not worthy of having a name.

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"Port Mafia." Just as I was complaining in my heart, Hong Jiaodong beside me suddenly said.

Before I could react, Ango Sakaguchi pushed down his glasses and said, "A few days ago, people from the port mafia also disappeared, and no bodies have been found so far."

I quickly understood what he meant.

Someone faked some of the dead Port Mafia members into dead heroes, and left Kajii Kijiro's representative lemon bomb at the scene.

...not so good.

"Has this happened a long time ago?" I asked.

"The first incident was two months ago."

Ango Sakaguchi turned off the screen, put away the photos spread out on the table, took out the document paper from the information bag, and stacked it with a stack of documents at the corner of the table.

I glanced at the writing on it out of the corner of my eye.

- list of missing persons.

Not only the heroes, but also the port mafia, and the police of the Metropolitan Police Department.

...The enemy alliance was not so big back then.

I think AFO should bow to the mastermind behind this incident.

Wait, am I a little antisocial when I say that...

Forget it, let's discuss it, you guys pretend I didn't say anything.

"About the exact battle meeting, please be there on time next week." Ango Sakaguchi said calmly.

I turned around and was about to leave with Toki-kun next to me, but just as I lifted my foot and was about to leave, Ango Sakaguchi behind me stopped me, "Stay here, Hanazaki."

... suddenly nervous.

A steady voice came from the side, "I'll wait for you at the door."

I looked up at him.

No, why do you suddenly have to look with such serious eyes... Oh, probably because the little angel Hong Jiaodong still remembers the promise [will protect me] she made to me this morning.

An angel is simply an angel, whoever says he stays with me in the future will be in a hurry.

There was a soft door closing sound from behind, and I turned around like a snail and looked at Ango Sakaguchi, who was resting on the table with one hand in front of me.

"In order for Ms. Hanazaki to have no worries during this mission, the Supernatural Secret Service will send someone to protect Ms. Hanazaki's brother."

As soon as Sakaguchi Ango said this, I froze.

It's not that he doesn't know me... My eyes fell on the bluetooth headset that he hadn't taken off by his ear.

Is that right—it is estimated that he was listening to information about me while testing me on the way here.

Of course I understand the meaning behind this guy Ango Sakaguchi - he is using the necessary means to ensure my loyalty.

After all, there are countless examples in history of cooperating and cooperating or being undercover and undercover.

But for me it's totally unnecessary...

"I hated the Little Cake Killer Port Mafia a long time ago. You don't have to worry about my betrayal." I paused and said, "And if I betray you, I won't have 1000 million yen."

Ango Sakaguchi didn't contradict me, but I think he probably won't take back his necessary means to ensure that I don't betray me.

I went on to say, "Instead of worrying about my rebellion, I think seniors should worry about what to do with the insurance premium if I am killed by those people. I have bought several personal accident insurances."

This time, he quickly answered my question, "With Mr. Zhongyuan here, you don't have to worry about this kind of problem."

At the end he added in order to silence me, "Didn't Akutagawa's attack on you be blocked when we were at the port today?"

...Aren't you not there?Who wrote the mission report so quickly, I beat him.

You can't lose face if you are ashamed. As someone who has never lost to others in a quarrel, I replied again, "I am outnumbered, although I can turn in circles 360 degrees."

What, you said I lost to Dazai?Not counting Dazai, that guy has surpassed the human annoyance category.

Sakaguchi Yasugo-kun in front of me immediately looked at me like a fool.

"Isn't the last page of the information given to you not written?"

I looked at Ango Sakaguchi who was asking me a question, and three question marks appeared above my head.

He turned on the screen again, swiped his index finger, and pulled out a document.

"Did you hear about the dragon in the serial suicide incident of the superhumans last time?"

I thought about it, and matched what was in my mind with what Ango Sakaguchi said.

Yokohama was shrouded in white mist overnight, and finally a dragon was inexplicably created. As a hero, of course I know.Although the white mist did not spread to Tokyo, I was called to the border of Tokyo to stand by by the group of guys above who had a [weakened] personality.

At that time, I thought Yokohama was going to be cold. After all, from the monitor, I saw such a huge dragon, even if Green Valley with the power of OFA punched ten punches, it might not be able to kill it.

The results are truly miraculous.

When I was eating melon seeds and going to the lounge to recharge my energy, Mr. Lugu told me that a non-human guy from nowhere stuffed a building into the dragon's mouth.

I nodded to Ango Sakaguchi, and returned the look of [Why do you ask this].

"It was Nakahara-kun who protected Yokohama from that dragon."

……

I knew that Zhongyuan Zhong, who is a Hong Kong black cadre, would also be very strong, but I didn't expect him to be so strong.

I feel like my worldview has been turned upside down - I live with non-humans who can slay dragons.

I vividly remember that Chuya Nakahara guy came back to our apartment the day after that incident.

I took the small cake he brought me from him at that time, stared at him who was obviously stiff in his hands and feet and asked him what was wrong.

He replied to me with a face full of indifference - he went to punch that annoying guy Dazai, and then it was too late to be called to work overtime yesterday.

Oh, there seems to be nothing wrong with thinking about it this way.

It's just that now I suddenly start to repent for my previous behavior of wanting to beat that guy Nakahara Chuya.

My heart is filled with infinite gratitude now——

You see, at least the guy didn't throw a building at me.

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Life is so hard.

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