[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

When Nakahara Nakaya and I arrived at the headquarters of the Port Mafia, it was almost dusk.

After hearing what we were going to do, the frog head who used illusion to turn into the appearance of "Hanazaki Nobu" immediately made a pair of [You go away] [I am just an ordinary person, it is not good to think about going to the port mafia. ] expression, standing at the door of the ramen shop holding a handkerchief conjured up from nowhere and waving goodbye to us.

But I didn't intend to take him with me.

After all, I was afraid that I would be so angry that I would fight him on the spot, and then be splashed with blood by the port mafia [you dare to act wildly on our territory].

Unlike me, who seems to be a transparent person, as soon as Nakahara Nakahara stepped into the port mafia, the pretending men wearing sunglasses on both sides put their hands behind their backs in a very uniform way, stood with their legs slightly apart, bowing their heads respectfully Respectfully shouted "Master Zhongyuan".

This feeling...

It's so cool! ! !

When the Hero Department can also create one, I will definitely be proactive and work hard, and I will never be a salted fish again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave me a very disgusted look, and then the light in his eyes turned cold instantly, and walked into the office of the head of the port mafia with his lips pursed in silence.

I was very bored and waited for him at the door.

After all, the office of the head of the Port Mafia is not a place I can just walk in.

Speaking of which, I seem to know next to nothing about what the head of the Port Mafia looks like.

According to the words of the former Chuya Nakahara, he seems to like to send Chuya Nakahara on business trips, and he also likes to collect children's dresses.

Don't ask me how I know the latter sentence.

You experience the feeling of accidentally seeing a delicate lace skirt in your boyfriend's bag.

At that time, I took the little skirt out of the briefcase that Nakahara Nakaya bought for me [I am an ordinary office worker] with a blank expression, and then shook my expression blankly and looked at the miraculous appearance of this little skirt. SIZE, and finally looked expressionlessly at Nakahara Chuya who came out of the bathroom with a towel in one hand and wiped his wet hair casually.

At that time, Zhongyuanzhong also saw me, and when he saw me and the little pink dress in my hand, he was obviously stunned.

Nakahara Chuya: 【"...It's not what you imagined."】

Me: ["Surrender yourself."]

All in all, after Chuya Zhongya frowned and organized his wording for a long time in distress, telling me that this was just a task assigned to him by his superior, my impression of Zhongya Zhongya's boss became [not only bald but also must have long hair] A middle-aged greasy uncle with a beer belly.

And since Zhongyuan Zhongye's true identity is the port mafia, then this middle-aged greasy uncle who is [not only bald but must have a beer belly] is naturally equated with the leader of the port mafia.

I raised my eyes and glanced at the door of the ornately decorated leader's office, and quietly pricked up my ears.

However, the sound insulation is so good that you can't hear what's going on inside.

Clogs stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound.

I immediately looked away like a normal person, and looked at Koyo Ozaki who was walking slowly.

After she brought me and Zhongyuan Zhongye here just now, she didn't know what one of the men in black reported to her. After she frowned a little, she smiled and said to me and Zhongyuan Zhongye that she had some other things to do for the time being.

And within 15 minutes before and after, she solved the thing she had to do.

"Are you bored, Miss Hanazaki?" The corner of the woman's lips curled up, her wine-red eyes exuded the intimidating charm of a mature woman.

I was only one step away from falling in love and shook my head quickly.

The upward curve of her lips deepened a bit.Koyo Ozaki closed her eyes slightly and said, "Kamiji Ida is here, Miss Hanazaki, do you want to take a look?"

I paused, guessing that what the man in black reported to Koyo Ozaki just now should have something to do with Kamiji Ida.

That's exactly why I came here—so I stood up from the chair on my knees, and followed Koyo Ozaki to meet Kamiji Ida, who had been handed over to the port mafia.

The number of the elevator kept jumping to -2 before stopping. The moment the elevator door opened, cold and humid air rushed in.

A faint smell of blood seeped into his nostrils, and the view from the basement was not as wide and bright as upstairs.

I could hear the crisp sound of the chains snapping, and then I was startled by a piercing scream in the air.

Koye Ozaki walked out of the elevator first, she paused for a while, and turned her head to show me a comforting and understanding smile, "It's okay, they can't escape."

I nodded a little slower, and trotted to keep up with her footsteps.

The interrogation room of the Port Mafia is very different from the interrogation room of the Hero Section.

Out of humanitarianism, even Bakugo Katsuki, who grabbed the enemy's head and hit the ground three times in order to obtain the location of the captured companion from the enemy's mouth at a critical moment, was suspended for a period of time for investigation .

Although the milk-blonde durian-headed man didn't care about it, even after the investigation was over, he still had the expression that the regulations govern you, anyway, anyone who offends me will go to heaven.

For a long time, I couldn't quite understand whether the series of rules restricting hero actions in the hero management regulations were used to excuse the enemy or what.

If the best time to rescue the people is missed because the regulations are restrained, the heroes will be accused by the people holding up the protest signs [not worthy of being a hero at all]; and if they break the regulations in order to implement their beliefs, it is easy to write an article Censorship, or hold a press conference to apologize to the public.

Being a hero isn't as cool as it looks on TV.

Honestly, Port Mafia looks a lot cooler.

I stood beside Koyo Ozaki who was parked in front of a torture room, looking curiously at the bloody man with his limbs bound by chains.

"Aren't you afraid?" I heard Koye Ozaki's voice above my head, and I looked up at her, and she was also looking at me with a half-smile.

"...No, it's not so much fear." I frowned and looked around the small room where Kamiji Ida was imprisoned. "Actually, I'm quite curious about the torture methods of the Mafia."

Although I was born in the Estoraneo family, one of the mafia families, since I was sensible, I have been thrown into the laboratory for experiments by my biological parents who don't know what's wrong with their brains. The party's understanding is also limited to what happened in that pure white laboratory.

"I've heard that the Italian mafia will put their enemies' heads in the water and wait until they're suffocating before pulling them out of the water." I said very earnestly and studiously.

Koyo Ozaki looked at me silently for a while, then smiled lightly, she withdrew her gaze from me, and looked up at Kamiji Ida, who was barely breathing.

"That's just the first step." The woman raised her hand slightly, and the mafia who stood aside and stood respectfully just now opened the door of the torture room knowingly.

"Humans are liars." Ozaki Koye said, "So, if you just inflict physical pain on them, you won't be able to obtain really useful information."

I couldn't understand what Koyo Ozaki meant.

The woman smiled, as if she had no intention of explaining to me, she just said, "We must destroy the beliefs that support their lies."

It sounds scary.

"Then what did you ask?" I curiously followed Ozaki Koyo into the interrogation room, but I didn't care about the dried blood under my feet.

Koye Ozaki's lips moved, she was about to answer my question, but suddenly she turned her head slightly, and said to the darkness behind her, "Oh, aren't you sent to deal with those guys who don't have long eyes?" ?”

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I paused, only to realize there was someone behind me.

The figure in the darkness took a few steps forward, and his figure appeared in the dim light.

"I heard that Mrs. Nakahara's lady is here." The man didn't answer Ozaki Koyo's question directly, but turned his attention to me.

He wears a monocle over his right eye, and a gold chain hangs behind his ear.A black overcoat hung down to his calves, and a black bow tie was tied at the neck.Although he looked like he was old, the man exuded an elite air.

I stared at him for a while before matching him with Guangjin Liulang in the file.

I wondered, "Don't all the cadres of your mafia know me?"

Koyo Ozaki smiled, "After all, it's hard not to know you."

Guangjin Liulang put his hands behind his back, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Master Zhongyuan often mentions you."

I dubiously looked at Guangjin Liulang.

I don't know what this action made Koyo Ozaki think, the woman beside me suddenly laughed.

"Once Master Zhongyuan was on a mission, the enemy saw your photo that fell out of his pocket accidentally, and made a few indecent jokes." Guangjin Liulang said.

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He didn't continue to talk, but together with Koyo Ozaki, there was an expression of [ah, you said that] [I really miss it] on his face.

"That's why I've always wanted to know what kind of person the lady in the Central Plains population is like."

Guangjin Liulang raised his eyes and looked at me with black question marks written all over my face.

I have never seen Zhongya Zhongya "working".

However, it seems that he has a good relationship with his colleagues.

At this time, I didn't know that curiosity would kill the cat, so I followed Guangjin Liulang's words with great interest and asked, "How did that guy Chuya Nakahara describe me?"

Guangjin Liulang recalled, "He is an out-and-out idiot who doesn't know what he is thinking about."

Koyo Ozaki: "Ah, I heard that Ms. Hanazaki will be scared and hide under the blanket when thunder strikes."

Guangjin Liulang relayed very smoothly: "There is an inexplicable attachment to strange soap operas, and he will use his coat as a tissue while eating popcorn."

I:"……"

No wonder the mafia just now regarded me as a transparent person.

It turns out that my reputation has been ruined by that guy Chuya Zhongyuan.

However, the words of Hirotsu Yanagi and Ozaki Koyo aroused my inexplicable competitive spirit, and since my reputation has been killed, I can't let Nakahara Chuya go, I snapped my fingers and said one by one.

"It's obvious that Zhongye is the stupid one."

"We all know that I don't drink well, and I was tricked by Dazai into getting drunk and going to disco in the middle of the night. When I arrived, I saw that guy Dazai laughing wildly with a hammer in one hand and holding a camera in the other."

"Ah, do you want to watch the video? Although I told him that I had destroyed it, I actually hid it in the safe in the apartment."

I quite kindly want to share my happiness with the two people in front of me.

Yes, at this second, I am still happy.

If I hadn't turned my head following Ozaki Koyo's intriguing gaze and saw Chuya Nakahara, I should have been happy the next second.

At this time, seeing Chuya Nakahara coming out of the elevator, I couldn't help shivering.

The ocher-haired boy exuded a terrifying murderous aura all over his body, his brows were tightly furrowed, his blue eyes stared at me, and he squeezed out my name word by word from between his teeth.

"Hana. Saki. Aoi."

...oh, I'm doomed. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

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