Mori Chef's self-cultivation

The little radishheads who rummaged through the backstage quietly did not find the pink wig.

Fortunately, however, the disposable hair spray contained the color they needed.So a group of playful little guys held down Conan, who was the least willing to cooperate, on the spot, making him the first experimenter, and was forced to enjoy the terrible treatment of forced modeling.

Not long after, a pirated version of the pink fairy cat was released, replacing the original owner and becoming the new darling of the fashion world.

Everyone collectively looked at the fruits of their labor, all of them looked dignified like an aesthetic judge, and finally someone couldn't hold back the doubts in their hearts, and asked painfully: "Who put two lumps of blush on him? It's too exaggerated." Right?!"

"Eh? She's so cute!"

Yoshida Ayumi, who does not have makeup skills, upholds women's beauty instincts, raised her finger to the pink-haired "Lolita" who she used as a reference, and explained plausibly: "Because her cheeks are as cute as apples, and some Round and pink, Conan is really too thin, he has to rely on makeup to make him look more like him!"

"Just, even if you say that..." The boys had no choice but to lose for a second due to her momentum, giving up the chance to save their friends.

Anyway, in the current situation, just ask for luck!

The (disguised) elementary school student detective with strange makeup couldn't help but jump: "You guys have to take responsibility anyway! If that's the case, don't blame me for the killer!"

After all, Conan with amazing mobility is like an eagle aiming at its prey, grabbing the boys of the detective team one by one to dye their hair. Bitter fruit.

Xingjie, who found that he had escaped, couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, and even felt that the little pink hair standing beside him was an angel with a halo, and couldn't help but secretly cast a grateful look.

But it is a pity that Kurihara, who is an adult in the inner shell, is like an arsonist. He has always been unmoved by the admiration of others, let alone facing a kid with no hair. A straight man who understands style.

So he didn't even pay any attention to it, just pretended not to see it, and went straight to help the odd-shaped little radish heads arrange their hairstyles and clothes. As far as the back view is concerned, except for Yuanta who is too tall and too tall, the rest of the people can barely pass the test.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy, and he didn't intend to be too professional. Anyway, he can delay the attention of the outside world and confuse the news sent to Mr. Chief.

"According to the plan, we will run in different directions and occupy the allocated area."

The leader who led a group of little pink hairs did not forget to give them a lot of advice before going out, and draw out the key points of action for them, so as not to cause trouble when they get out of their sight, "Try to avoid places where people gather, and keep a small amount of attention. You can. There is no need to deliberately attract the attention of others, otherwise it will be easy to become the target of siege and become the first fish caught."

"Isn't the last person caught the most powerful!"

The little radishheads who love adventure are booing one after another. I don’t know if it’s natural or they are too well appeased. At this moment, they don’t mean to be afraid of the port mafia. Sleeves happily set off.

Only the fake primary school student with the most ghostly eyes intentionally stayed at the back, maintaining the speed of walking side by side with Kurihara Wataru, and sighed in a low voice while walking: "Those idiots can delay for about 10 minutes at most. Yours Is there really no problem with the infiltration plan?"

"With Conan-kun's great help, naturally there is nothing to worry about."

The little devil who is good at saying good things is still the same as before, and he opens his mouth with flattering words of praise, but his attitude is very sincere, and he doesn't see the slightest compliment at all, like a dodder flower clinging to other people's lives, softly releasing Harmless breath, "Then I'm counting on you, if I fail, I'm afraid I really have to sell my lust to Mr. Mori."

"How could a grown man do something to a loli..." Conan retorted subconsciously with the standard straight male aesthetics, maybe even a little bit of consolation was included.

However, the little "Lolita" next to her was obviously unwilling to accept such a question about her charm, she immediately blinked and added innocently: "Ah, Conan-kun doesn't live in Yokohama, so I'm afraid he doesn't know the inside story. The leader of the port mafia is a standard lo-li-kun."

——No, even if you live in Yokohama, ordinary citizens would never hear of such secrets...

The little detective who suddenly learned of the adult male's bad habits couldn't help but pushed down his glasses, and struggled to reorganize his words: "Otherwise, let me sneak in instead. At least, nothing particularly bad will happen to me if I get caught." ..."

"Forget it, Conan-kun, don't trust Mr. Mori's character too much."

The little devil, who refused to give up the opportunity to absorb the forest at close range, shrugged his shoulders, took the smear method for the first time, and sighed faintly: "Who can say for sure. Or start with the juvenile style..."

This is absolutely ironic.

He was sure that if he failed to act and was arrested, he estimated that lifting his skirt to prove his gender would scare the first gentleman into a shutdown state, and he would no longer have the possibility of committing a crime.

Probably because of the age difference and lack of special experience, Mr. Mori in the parallel world who has never witnessed his advancement as a women's clothing boss is much lower than Mr. Dean's tolerance. Dear ordinary middle-aged man.

The heart player who kept the killer's trump card even wanted to record that moment, so that he could repeatedly appreciate the shocked expression that he couldn't see from his dean's face.

——I feel super happy just by imagining it~!

Thinking of this, Kurihara Tsuru's expression became more earnest, as if risking everything to bet on the win of the temporary team, his eyes were full of desperate determination, and once again asked the slightly stiff figure beside him: "Anyway, I will Waiting for good news from Conan-kun!"

After all, without waiting for the (pseudo) elementary school student who was frantically brushing the barrage in his head to say something, he trotted away from the conversation place, leaving the other party alone to face the never-falling behind in "Amusement Park World". In the bright sunlight, muttering reflexively.

"Okay, I'll try my best..."

As expected of the world in Yokohama, your circle is really chaotic!

"Dudu-"

"Dingling, dingling—"

"Buzzing-"

In the room, the three landlines were beeping crazily almost at the same time, reminding the enthusiastic people that they are actively dialing the reserved number to provide relevant information for Mr. Tuhaosen who accidentally separated from his beloved daughter, and by the way, receive rumored to be very expensive Intelligence costs.

It is an old and unchanging truth that money can turn ghosts.

Even the "NPC" set in advance by the "game" still has the most basic emotions of human beings, as well as the desires and desires that support the spirit, which can be said to be very close to reality.

And the black-haired man who used the loopholes in the rules to find the target did not show the slightest urgency at the moment. He was sitting in the main control room with an elegant and leisurely posture, staring intently at the neatly arranged monitoring screens. Get a panoramic view of the dense and surging crowd.

The small screen with the size of twenty squares is definitely a sharp weapon to test eyesight.

Due to the high position, the shooting angle is from top to bottom, and it needs to be watched very attentively to distinguish the faces of every passing person.A single screen is so difficult, let alone searching from a screen that plays different scenes simultaneously at 20 yuan, it is estimated that even if ten people do this work, they may not be able to miss any key information.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who was always guarding the safety of his leader, followed him for a few minutes, then felt dizzy, and couldn't help turning his head towards the door, and stood guard in another direction.

——That is simply visual pollution... Should it be said that it is the boss, who can keep staring at it without even changing its posture.

Although he was looking for the fairy cat who had turned into a lolita, he still couldn't help admiring it, and felt that he was following a great person—after all, it was said that the solution to the incident lay in Kurihara Tsutomu. , the current leader can be regarded as doing business... right?

Satisfying personal hobbies only accounts for about 3%!

I don't know what to do, and he quietly cleared his innocence in his heart. The leader who sent out some armed forces to catch the cat didn't feel guilty at all. He was watching the live broadcast while listening to the reports of the subordinates who were in charge of answering the phone and sorting out the information. with relevant clues.

By the way, the reward used to reward the enthusiastic crowd is the result of robbing the finance department of the "amusement park".

As Mori Ogai who focuses on black and black, the "world" in a closed game state is no different from bad profiteers who buy and sell by force. Even if it is not a good deed, it is not an unforgivable sin. It's probably just regaining the proper balance.

You know, those who offend the port mafia will be hit back a hundred times, and right now it's just a minor punishment and a major punishment.

Besides, the proper use of resources is what he is best at. If you let go of the fat sheep that came in vain, it would be a great sin to take out of your own pocket the fees used to reward the "NPC".

Waste is a crime.

"Sure enough, he is a smart little guy, Mr. She."

When the subordinates on the side spoke dryly, he finally opened his lips to comment as if appreciating his face. His deep voice was vaguely mixed with happy emotions, and it sounded a bit more magnetic than before, "But I'm afraid, there is still a lot of trouble." It's far more than a tactic of 'diversion of sight'..."

"Then, do you need to withdraw the outside staff?" The black suit who didn't dare to figure out what his immediate boss thought was tentatively asked.

As a result, it was as if he had heard some funny joke, which made him shrug his shoulders slightly, and spread the fingers that were originally supporting his chin upwards, gently covering the expression on the lower half of his face, "Everything is business as usual, by the way, Mr. She All the temporary partners of the party are arrested and controlled, so as not to disturb the order outside."

This is quite sanctimonious, as if he is not the leader of the black, evil, forces, but the leader who properly manages the "amusement park", for fear of any stampede.

But in fact, he cares more about Sakunosuke Oda hiding behind the children and the unknown "big bear doll".Through previous observations, it can be easily found that they have a tendency to take care of the weak, so controlling the children is tantamount to grasping the handle of the two variables, and there is no need to search for the other party's plot, which will trigger a fierce battle.

Hmm, it's nice not to waste manpower pointlessly.

The black suit who didn't understand the meaning had to be ordered to leave the control room, leaving the orange-haired boy with the same big head to continue to accompany the leader who didn't know what to think, slowly going through the tormenting overtime hours.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Mori Ogai, who was sitting on the comfortable swivel chair, buckled the armrest with his fingers, making a few crisp sounds as a reminder, and then ordered: "Mr. Treat our 'guests'."

"Yes, boss." The liberated fighters responded quickly, and hurried out of the suffocating main control room to convey a new round of instructions to their subordinates.

Although he doesn't like chaos in the world, but at this time, he sincerely hopes that the visitor can be stronger, at least give himself a chance to exercise his muscles and bones, instead of always acting as a gate like a wooden stake.

At the same time, Alice, who had been bored for a long time, also stretched her body, like a feline animal just waking up and stretching its waist, and asked in a long voice: "Huh——is it meow? Alas, with Lin Taro is so boring in the same room, I want to go out to play!"

The little loli, who just had a big fight with the parallel body not long ago, seemed to have forgotten her atrocities, and protested angrily with her lips pursed.

Hearing this, her maker tilted her head, allowing the stupid hair on the top of her head to tilt, which inevitably softened the temperament of the whole person, "Little Alice, bear with me a little longer, you know you are Where's my hole card?"

"Really, it's not the same to entrust the Central Committee to do that kind of thing!"

Missing the cat, the little loli ignored the man's particularly helpless expression, stomped her feet and complained: "If it wasn't for Rin Taro's slow movements, how could it be possible for another 'self' to take the lead? You don't have much advantage in the first place , and stopped me from going to gain favorability, you are simply the biggest idiot in the world!"

"Yes, yes, I have reformed myself..." The leader, who has always been insignificant in front of the supernatural body, clasped his hands together, as if he were an elementary school student with an open mind, and let her keep scolding himself.

You must know that Alice is a supernatural body born from his hands, not only inheriting some of his essence, but also magnifying his emotional side.In other words, he is actually not very cheerful at the moment, but his sense of self-management is too strong, and he forcibly suppresses negative emotions to a minimum, so as not to delay his normal thinking ability.

——I originally thought that She Jun was obsessed with only a man similar to him, but it turned out to be himself in parallel time and space, which is really a bit tricky.

It is a good way to shoot the other party to ensure your uniqueness, but what he did not expect was that another "self" actually possessed such amazing power that he dragged a group of people into the unknown "" In the World", I played a room escape game.

That's right, this seemingly huge "amusement park" is indeed completely sealed. If you want to break the deadlock, you have to rely on some key props to pry the "lock" that cannot be seen.

There is no such thing as a cage without flaws in the world.

The real difficulty of the problem lies in the real intention of the layout person——

The "self" with special power cannot be killed easily. The corpse that turned into broken sand and disappeared indirectly proves this assumption, as if silently laughing at his innocence, which looks extremely ironic.

In case, no, there should be a probability of more than 90%, the other party replaced his identity and returned to the port mafia, trying to plan a super scam that can hide the truth.How will Dazai-kun react at that time?If they reach common interests, they might abandon him who is trapped here without hesitation.

Breaking the situation from the outside made his situation even more worrying.

Therefore, he must get Kurihara Wataru, who knows the other party better, and achieve an alliance state through various methods. It is best to be completely loyal to him in order to win the final victory.

——However, why did the other party leave the handle in the "world"?

The leader who couldn't understand the parallel body "self" let out a long sigh, and had a rare headache.

Just as he didn't know that he was a man with the same essence as him. After obtaining terrifying power from somewhere, he didn't realize his ambitions. "Mr. Chang", he doesn't think that the other party is doing things in the spirit of social animals to win over talents.

Ah, is it possible that she is really tempted by She Jun?

Love, love or something... For him, it is not a necessity at all.

Mr. Leader, who divided himself into the camp of organized slaves, became more and more depressed, and Alice, who had been set up by a poisonous tongue, curled her lips immediately, and said with distaste: "Hey, your expression is so ugly, Lin Taro, no wonder no one likes it. You! If you want to get Meow Meow, you'd better learn to be a frank person—"

"Oh, it's so tiring to be a human..." He raised his hand and stroked his hairline, with a vicissitudes on his expression.

Perhaps in order to stop him from making further self-defeating remarks that he didn't want to be a human being, there was a deafening bang outside the door, as if hot weapons like shock guns were shaking the foundation of the floor one after another, causing the main control room to shake. Shaking, even a bunch of neatly arranged small screens trembled, and there was always a danger of falling.

"Strange, the guy on the other side shouldn't have any heavy weapons..."

The orange-haired cadre outside the door was refreshed for a moment, turned his head and asked the leader who remained unchanged, "Boss, why don't you let me meet them, maybe there is some special ability hidden in it!"

"I think Nakaya-kun may be disappointed." Mori Ogai, who never looked back at the explosion, twitched slightly, and pointed at a monitoring screen in front of him, feeling a little speechless.

What kind of supernatural being uses football to break defenses...

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it. One day, the opponent was like a character who came out of a sports fan like Captain Tsubasa. Using mysterious black technology, he shot through different glasses one after another. The windows, and even the strong black suit was rubbed against the wall constantly, almost sparking dazzling sparks.

But he is worthy of being a man who has seen big wind and waves. The next moment he stabilized his mind and assigned calmly: "The situation at Gate No. [-] is just attracting everyone's attention. Mr. Zhongye, go to Gate No. [-]. There should be someone worthy of you there." Opponent of the First World War."

While the men in black suits focused their attention on the gates of No. [-] and No. [-] and No. [-], a petite shadow sneaked into the dusty corridor in the chaos, gliding around deftly like a fish.

The height that made him very angry at the moment played a great role.

In order to cover up his figure, he deliberately changed into a plain attire, which almost completely blended into the snow-white wall. Even his conspicuous pink hair was covered under the hood. Occasionally, two mischievous strands fluttered with his movements. , never reached the level of revealing identity.

With the help of his temporary teammates, the corridor he chose has become empty. Even if there are members of the organization passing by, their eyes are all focused on the parallel height, and there is no time to look down.The black suits who wanted to make merit unfortunately missed the main target of arrest and devoted themselves to the new battle.

Especially Chuya Nakahara, the leader, when he saw the red-haired man appearing with the doll in the big bear costume, his blue eyes suddenly had a strong fighting spirit, and he had no time to pay attention to who came from the light footsteps quietly slipping behind him.

As a result, the mastermind who hurried past had time to say hello to Oda Saku and Gide, who came to help, and motioned for him to take a step ahead.

The silver-haired man, who had learned some baby-loving skills from the old father's alliance, hid under the thick bear headgear, and gave him a thumbs up gesture in a timely manner, but due to the angle, there was a subtle downward arc, In an instant, it turned into a provocative posture.

Needless to say, the orange-haired boy, who had already been fighting high, immediately took it as a signal to start a war, and was the first to rush towards the two men with similar abilities.

Kurihara had no time to pay attention to the duel between them, and continued to sprint straight to the direction of the main control room, until he saw the familiar face and still did not stop, like a cat ball full of elasticity, throwing the invisible The little tail jumped onto the opponent's knee.

"Mr. Sen, Mr. Sen—" he called out coquettishly, buried his whole face in the man's chest, and let out a long and contented sigh like he was smoking catnip.

The previous estrangement seemed to disappear in an instant, and there was no trace of it ever existed.

The chief leader, who observed the feline's words and deeds, stood still, allowing him to rub left and right, and put his hands into his coat to fumble back and forth, still maintaining his calm appearance—no way, little The guy has too many tricks, and it is hard to guard against giving him a "surprise" every now and then.

Responding to all changes with the same is the best way.

Alice, who was on standby, closed the door silently, blocking all his escape routes with her body.

There are no windows in the main control room, and the exhaust duct is very narrow, which cannot accommodate Kurihara's current figure. If you want to escape midway, you must knock her down or... kill her master.