mousepad-d2 Chapter 58
Chapter 58
Yin Wuxian rubbed his sore eyes staring at the computer screen for a long time: "I didn't expect Selina to fall in love with Hu."
He really didn't expect that the supernatural being who could transform into a tiger was born in an orphanage, and wanted to live positively. He was pure and clean, which perfectly hit Sarina's liking.
【Tiger is involved too much, if you want to protect him, it will be troublesome】
"You don't need me to protect him, and you don't need Selina either." Otonashi twitched the corners of his lips, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes: "That boy will thrive under the protection of Osamu Dazai and become a member of the Armed Detective Agency .”
At the same time, he was targeted by Osamu Dazai, the Armed Detective Agency, the Port Mafia, the Combination, the Rat of the House of Death, and the bell tower servants, which made him interested in Tiger Boy.
"What should I say at this time?" Yin Wuxian shook his head, in the dark room, under the cold white light of the only light source, his light gray eyes were cold and interesting: "Things are really getting more and more interesting."
【...Have you set up the villain yet】
"I'm an intelligence officer of the Port Mafia." Yin Wuxian Le leaned back, leaned on the back of the computer chair, and assumed a relaxed posture of observing the situation: "For the tiger boy involved in the center, isn't he a villain? "
He was handsome for two seconds, and his sullen aura was destroyed by an involuntary yawn. Yinwu Xianle lifted the blue bangs that covered his eyes, slumped on the chair and complained: "It's so boring."
【Do you continue minesweeping】
"Alright." Yin Wuxian sat up, clicked on the Minesweeper interface, and glanced at the time: "Do you think I can get off work today?"
This computer room without even a window really makes people feel the difference between day and night, and the sun is already setting outside.
【choking enough】
"Isn't the port mafia a formal enterprise?" He dragged his voice in his mind, lazily: "I saw it in the corporate regulations posted on the corridor, eight in the morning and six in the evening."
[That is for low-level employees who are excluded from illegal business. It is not suitable for intelligence agents like you who have been included in half of the inner circle and are also tasked with the big task of '70 billion']
"So Ichiyo Higuchi and Ryunosuke Akutagawa are off work?"
【Down】
"Then why can't I."
[Why do you think that the intelligence department sent only one person for this mission? Of course it is because of the high level of secrecy.]
Yinwu stringed music holding his head, mask of pain: "A mere 70 billion..."
At this time, the headset rang, and the eyeliner arranged near the dormitory of the Armed Detective Agency reported that the members of the Armed Detective Agency brought back a strange boy with white hair, about 16 years old, suspected to be a tiger.
The opposite side also told Otonashi String Music to remember the characteristics of Tiger Boy, it was precious information that was hard to come by, and asked him to say a few words to Mr. Higuchi.
Yin Wuxian's hands on the keyboard paused for a moment, and he turned back to the headset, knowing.
He pouted, and if he wanted, he could even provide high-definition photos of Atsushi Nakajima's face, which was weirder than the ones taken by his boyfriend.
'Om'
The phone rang.
Yin Wuxian picked it up and looked at it, covering his head.
Ichiyo Higuchi: The plan for capturing Tiger has been sent to the computer. You are in charge of preparing the weapons and will execute them tomorrow. The application form for weapons is in the drawer on the left side of my desk. After the application is received, it will be placed in the cabinet under the desk.
This message, the glaring 'read' below, made it too late for Yin Wuxian to install his phone and run out of battery.
This damn chat system mechanism....
Otonashi hesitated for two seconds, and asked if he was not good at using guns/guns, whether he could apply for anesthesia/drunkness/guns, and after getting permission, he replied that I would take care of it. Don't worry, Miss Higuchi, rest early.
Ms. Higuchi, do you feel the resentment in the words 'rest early'?
That's the truest curse of your underlings who can't get off work.
After reading the plan, Yin Wuxian was speechless: "Why should I, an intelligence agent, also participate?"
The plan stated that he and Ichiyo Higuchi would pretend to be lovers and go to the detective agency to lure a few members as hostages in exchange for Tiger, on the grounds that there were suspicious people trading near their alley.
Pretending to be a couple? ? ?
Yin Wu string music directly filled with question marks.
What kind of genius started the wonderful plan that couldn't be written by cerebral thrombosis in the past ten years.
As a woman, Higuchi Ichiyo can just go, and even get a boyfriend, which is superfluous, is it unnecessary?
He doesn't want to go to the detective agency to face Osamu Dazai and Ranpo Edogawa!
What, Asaka Funagawa will go to Hokuriku with Ranpo Edogawa tomorrow to solve the serial murder case, so it's okay... a ghost.
Is Osamu Dazai vegetarian?
Mori Ogai could see the violation, he didn't believe Osamu Dazai would see him indifferent.
[Don't make Dazai rule the myth] The system couldn't help but say: [Mori Ogai is also testing you now, let me tell you, among all the people engaged in underground business, your disguise is definitely the strongest I have ever seen]
"you're right."
At present, he seems to have no other choice but to obey the arrangement.
"Really, things have become interesting." Yin Wuxian stretched his waist, like a lazy cat, let out a stretch from his throat, and his stiff bones and shoulders gave a "clack" Voice: "The leader of the mysterious organization that I was looking for appeared swaggeringly..."
In the end, after the world consciousness has repaired the cornerstone of the world, he can leave the stage, and let everyone who knows the existence of the black organization feel, "So it's him", it's interesting to think about it.
Sure enough, all people pursue chaotic fun in their bones, no matter how salty they are, they are no exception.
Mao Mao, who discovered the essence of human beings, sighed and began to worry about his future.
He dug out the logistics application form of the port mafia from the drawer, glanced at it roughly, and complained to the system: "This kind of application form for arms, should I say he is regular or not."
Regardless of the fact that the port mafia is a violent organization, the process and follow-up of applying for weapons is extremely cumbersome and formal.
On the application form, you must write the required weapon model, purpose, applicant's signature, and the department you belong to, and then take it to the logistics department to find someone to sign before you can go to the arsenal to pick up things.
Are the procedures so cumbersome?
Red Square Whiskey, which once had an entire arsenal, is lost.
[It's normal] The system said incredulously: [But normally, this kind of form should never be filled with guns and bullets, but toilet paper, big buckets of water, etc.]
"Hmm... After all, it's a mafia organization. It's normal to complete the procedures and look for novelty items?" Yinwu Xianle put down his pen, picked up the written application form, and pushed open the door of the computer room.
It was pitch black outside, as if he had a home and couldn't go home.
Yinwu Xianle stretched out his hand, only followed the light in the computer room behind him, saw five fingers, he was a little confused: "It's twelve o'clock?"
【It's only eight o'clock...】
Yin Wuxian closed the door of the computer room, very good, now I can't see my fingers.
In the huge room, there are only one or two small red and green lights on the main computer in the distance, which cannot illuminate too far. The most inconspicuous computer buzzing sound during the day occupies the main field of night.
"Why is it so dark that day?"
The system honestly destroys the atmosphere: [Because Higuchi Ichiyo closed the curtains when he got off work, and there is only one window in this room]
"You are so disappointing..." Yin Wuxian followed the layout in memory, walked along the wall, touched the exit smoothly, and opened the door: "Have you heard a horror story, tell a People, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, see..."
His words stopped abruptly, because the light from the corridor outside came in from the closed door, and he stayed in the dark all afternoon without strings and music, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't see clearly.
After his eyes adjusted to the light source, Yin Wuxian Yue opened the door and walked out.
[What did you see] The system didn't forget the horror story of Yin Wuxian, and asked me very enthusiastically.
Without any hesitation, Yin Wuxian blurted out: "A dead clam."
[Forgive the system for not being able to find its scary point, the system only sees that it has language problems and logic problems]
"It's fine if you can't find it, and I can't find it either." Yinwu Xianle, who successfully spread this boring horror story, smiled slightly: "Maybe the scary thing is that it can't find the scary point."
Just like that random photo with a dark spot in the filter, you can definitely tell people that it is a scary photo, even if it is not, people who watch it can find hundreds of points that are terribly frightening.
At this point, most of the port mafia employees are off work, and those who can’t get off work are working hard behind the hidden doors. There is no one in the corridor. With the dim lights and the dark decoration of the mafia, Quiet like a horror movie set.
Yin Wuxian listened to the system's navigation, successfully found the logistics department office in the same building as the guerrillas, successfully obtained the signature of the person on duty, and then came out of the logistics department. The next step was to go to the arsenal.
The armory is in another building.
Yinwu Xianyue shook the application form to the doorman brother, received a bow, and solemnly watched him go out. He sighed, this might be the joy of the evil forces.
Getting things from the arsenal went smoothly, but what was not smooth was that Yin Wuxian was entangled by the guards who guarded the arsenal on shift.
Michizo Tachihara, who was on duty today, took a few glances at the soundless string music: "Are you the rookie who was brought to the training ground by the Central Plains cadres that day?"
Yin Wu Xian Yue crazily asked for help in his heart: "Who is this person?"
[Black Lizard is ten people long, Li Yuan Michizao, supernatural ability [Severe Winter's Memorial], can manipulate metal, hobbies...]
"Stop." Yinwu Xianle stopped in his heart. He was not interested in knowing other information about Tachihara Michizao, but only wanted to know his position.
Yin Wuxian nodded, with a gentle face: "I am Yin Wuxian, Master Liyuan, what's the matter?"
"Have a drink with me." The boy with short chestnut hair and a flamboyant smile gave Yin Wu a small can of beer. He opened the can neatly, sat back, and sat cross-legged on the ammunition box.
He drank it first, and then complained: "The duty is so boring, I finally caught a living person, I want to let you go, I don't want to drink with the air."
【I think you will be interested in this piece of information. This person is a member of the Hound and is currently undercover in the port mafia as an undercover investigator】
Yin Wuxian put a reluctant expression of refusal on his lips, and swallowed it abruptly. He smiled naturally, holding the can of beer in his hand, and opened the tab with his index finger: "I'm not very good at drinking, but I can accompany you." You chat, if you get drunk quickly or talk nonsense, don't blame it."
He took advantage of the situation and sat down on the box opposite Liyuan Michizao. Anyway, Liyuan Michizao didn't look like he knew he couldn't drink and let him go. It's better to satisfy his curiosity about undercover agents.
Let him see, what kind of mentality is an undercover agent who is willing to accept death for the sake of the public.
The undercover from the Metropolitan Police Department to the transnational criminal organization is the same as the undercover from the military police to the mafia, right?