[Comprehensive] Confession Mask

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Yokohama, port mafia base.

After solving the incident of the girl in the red cloak, Yukae Mishima followed Chuya Nakahara to the base of their port mafia. During this period, Chuya Nakahara did not hide any information about the entrance of the base from her. Fang Fang took her to the room of the leader of the organization, Mori Ogai.

"The port mafia is really laid back...or is it because Mr. Nakahara has the confidence to subdue me at any time?" Mishima said to Nakahara Nakaya in a relaxed tone with his eyebrows curved.

"Miss Mishima, you are our guest, how could we do anything to a guest." Nakahara Chuya's tone was polite, but the calm gaze under the brim of his hat just rightly reminded Mishima of his sincerity.

The girl did not break the tense atmosphere in the air. Instead, she showed a cute smile to Nakahara Naka, then turned around and opened the door of Mori Ogai's living room, leaving the red-haired boy in a black suit hat behind. the back of the head.

It was a gorgeous living room with a very high floor. In the center of the living room was an overlong dining table, and above the dining table were some gorgeous Western-style desserts.

Seeing this, Mishima Yoshikazu met eyes with Mori Ogai who was feeding a cute little girl and dressed as a doctor at the other end of the table, and put his hands behind his back and said happily: "I am very sorry that you have served me dessert." I'm happy."

"Naturally, Miss Mishima, you are our honored guest—"

Mori Ogai looked at her calmly, with a carefree smile on the corner of his mouth, judging from the movement of his right hand embracing Lori, he was in a quite relaxed mood.

But how could Yukae Mishima not know that at this moment, his every move was brought into the scope of scrutiny by Mori Ogai.

Everything is just like her analysis of him at this moment.

This is Mori Ogai, who became the leader of the No. 40 mafia in Yokohama at the age of 24. He is a former doctor with a calm and calm personality, and the girl next to him is his supernatural power. This is the first time she has seen supernatural powers manifested. Turned into an example of such a complete and conscious individual, and Mori Ogai, who has been interacting with supernatural powers for a long time, is equivalent to a [-]-hour superhuman existence with bottomless power.

Such a man and this sudden invitation are by no means something she should take lightly.

However, facing such a tense scene, Mishima just smiled lightly, and sat at the end of the dining table generously, facing Mori Omi, and asked in a gentle and moving voice: "...then , Mr. Sen is looking for me, why?"

Mori Ogai, who was still looking at her, withdrew his gaze slightly, and put his hand on his chin again.

"Instead, I would like to ask, Miss Mishima came to Yokohama...for what?"

Yes, it doesn't make sense for her to be in Yokohama at "such a time" in "such a way" with "such a person".

Yukao Mishima, in her twenties, is the leading independent intelligence dealer in the Italian Mafia, an intelligence headhunter who does not belong to any family—as long as she is looking for information, she will never fail to get it. The ghost Sae, the elusive Mishima Yuka.

Mori Ogai is not unheard of how many mafia gangs that could not be defeated for a long time were annihilated because the little girl in front of him got the information. Wherever Xie went, the mafia would be on guard.

And such a girl recently went to Yokohama blatantly.

——The port mafia is the largest mafia in Yokohama, so when he knew that Mishima Yukao had suddenly appeared in this land, Mori Ogai's vigilance could be said to be tense in an instant.

He had to ask Nakahara Chuya to bring her over immediately.

If he judges that she is harmful to their Mafia or Yokohama, he will directly deal with this girl here, and if it is not...

"I'm just here to travel, okay?"

And when Mori Owai was going through various thought circuits in his mind, Mishima Yusao over there suddenly spoke, with a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, making her look good-looking and harmless.

And Mori Ogai was startled slightly, then smiled helplessly.

Yes, he could only get such an ambiguous answer to the question he just asked, how could the woman in front of him tell him directly?Thinking of this, Mori Ogai got up from the dining table, leaned lightly against the table and looked down at Mishima Yusuke.

"...Are you alone?"

"Oh...it's rude to ask a lady that kind of question."

Mishima Yuki smiled shyly, propped his chin like Mori Ogai, put down the tableware he was playing with in the palm of his hand, and looked at Mori Ogai with affectionate and ambiguous eyes: "...But, If Mr. Mori is interested in me, can I also give you my contact information?"

Mori Ogai shook his head and laughed dumbfoundedly: "What kind of people are I interested in under the age of 12?"

"Oh, that's no good, no matter how I dress up, I can't dress up as a loli on a date."

Yusae Mishima joked with a smile as usual.

But Mori Ogai smiled slightly and didn't answer, seeing that the white-haired girl in front of him didn't seem to reveal any information about her, and seeing that she didn't seem to be hostile to him, he picked up a document from the chair by the table, and then Shaking in front of Mishima Yusao: "Then let's get back to the topic, it just so happens that we also have something to ask you for."

"Entrustment?" Yusa Mishima frowned.

"Yes, Ms. Mishima, as Italy's leading independent intelligence headhunter, came to Yokohama in such a publicity this time, maybe she just happens to be a little interested in my commission... the 'things' that are happening in Yokohama. ?”

Mori Ogai raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes were wise and calm.

After Mishima Yukao listened carefully to Mori Ogai's words, the next second, her eyes were always relaxed and mischievous, and then gradually changed to her confident color.

She took the document, and then took out the information inside to check it carefully. By the way, a casual exclamation spit out from her mouth with beautiful lip gloss: "Oh, oh... So, I really like Japan so much."

"Even the tour guide in Yokohama is quite friendly to me—"

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"Boiled to death, lost right middle finger due to attack by unknown object, strangled to death, torn apart, or corroded and twisted head by unknown object..."

Diplomat Morio sat on the edge of the table with his arms folded and said a series of ways to die with a calm expression, and then turned his attention to Mishima: "In the past half a month, our port mafia suffered a total of [-] attacks. Attacks, and in each attack, the death of the 'returned' subordinates is quite consistent. I thought it was revenge from the rest of the mafia at first, but other than the demonstrative murders in the past half month, our organization has not Have received any provocative signals."

"Without warning, without emotion, without connection, without organized activity ... it's unreasonable."

This doesn't look like a revenge-seeking activity among mafia gangs. It doesn't target their high-level leaders and doesn't leave any information. It simply kills their subordinates bit by bit without leaving any traces.

"...I don't know if Ms. Mishima has any idea about this situation?"

Mori Ogai's tone was calm, but judging from the cold eyes under his half-downcast eyes, he had already reached a point of irritability about the recent events in Yokohama.

And Mishima looked at him from Sae's eyes, and did not speak. Instead, he laid out the photos in his hand like playing cards, and all kinds of bloody and undisguised photos on the top fell into the picture of the murder scene. Her eyelids, and then, she quickly made a classification of the ways of death.

Then, he picked up some of the "hanged" and "torn" photos and put them in the palm of his hand.

After a while, he replied with a relaxed tone: "Yes."

The corner of Mori Ogai's mouth twitched unsurprisingly: "Really? Is that because you are the one who made this special program?"

"Impossible." Yusa Mishima tilted his head and smiled lightly, with a harmless expression: "From Mr. Mori's standpoint, I'm your companion."

"Then how can Ms. Mishima prove it?"

"...Yes." Mishima shrugged, and threw several photos in front of Mori Ogai, and the photos happened to be inserted on the pastry cake in front of Mori Ogai, and a little splashed out Sweet and creamy.Mori Ogai took a closer look, and found that it was a photo of his subordinates being "hanged" and "torn apart".

"The murderer who attacked these people, I have already dealt with Mr. Zhongyuan on the way here."

Mishima said with a smile on his face, while Mori Ogai held up the photo and met the smiling girl in front of him. It took only a moment for him to react, and he also gave her a very friendly smile.

It was a smile on the friendly side.

"That's why Miss Mishima is late?"

"Yes, telling stories to Mr. Zhongyuan on the way was a bit of a waste of time...Speaking of which, Mr. Mori, you are too much. You found me so suddenly that I couldn't live in the famous sea view hotel in Yokohama."

The girl complained aggrievedly, her pouted and coquettish tone made her look very cute, and Mori Ogai noticed the relaxed atmosphere in the dining room. After thinking for a while, he smiled gently at Mishima and suggested:

"...By the way, speaking of the new house that Chuya lived in recently, I heard that the living room can directly see the sea? Ms. Mishima, what do you think?"

He pointed to the briefcase in front of Mishima Yoshikazu, and when Mishima heard this, his beautiful eyes twinkled like stars in the sky.

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So, when Zhongyuan Zhong also knew that he was going to live with that weird woman from today, everything was finalized.

Mori Ogai specifically called Nakahara Chuya back to the living room, and in turn asked Mishima to wait outside the house so that he could issue tasks to Nakahara Chuya.

"Why did you live in my house?! By the way, when was I assigned a new task?!"

"...just half a minute ago."

"...No, where is the answer to the first question?!!!"

"Chuya, even if I answered the first question, you don't have the right to refuse."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

He twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the doctor with a gentle smile in front of him, and was forced to choke back all kinds of complaints - it wasn't the first day he knew that he had no human rights.

Thinking of this, he had no choice but to sigh indistinctly, then turned around and left the living room, preparing to take the white-haired girl back to his home.

And when his hand touched the handle of the living room door, he heard his boss's voice coming from behind him again.

He spoke with a smile, but the content of his speech was quite serious.

"Chuya, keep an eye on people for me."

He smiled and exhorted.

And Nakahara Chuya's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes under the brim of his hat were serious and calm.

"Ah, I see, Boss."

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The author has something to say: Chuya: I don't want to live with this guy! ! ! ! !

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