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The afterglow of the setting sun swayed on the ground along the huge windows, leaving a few wisps of dark gold on the tufted carpet that covered most of the space.

Probably because it is at the top of the tallest building in Yokohama, so the sky is quite vast.Especially when standing in front of the window overlooking the buildings below, there is even a feeling that the whole of Yokohama can be seen at a glance.

The owner of this skyscraper is sitting facing the French windows with a wide view at this time. He crosses his legs and leans on the armchair behind him. His posture looks very relaxed.He was dressed in pitch black, only the red scarf around his neck became the only bright color.

Next to the man was another armchair, on which sat a woman with red hair in a kimono.The woman's makeup is as gorgeous as her red hair, but it doesn't look vulgar in the slightest.She maintained a rather elegant sitting posture and looked out the window, but her expression seemed a little stern.

"It's the first time that Chuya brought a person back from outside." The man with black hair and red eyes - Mori Ogai, said softly with one hand on his chin.He had a relaxed expression and a relaxed tone, as if he regarded the news he had just learned as an entertainment-type pastime.

"Originally, I shouldn't have to deal with this matter, but if there is something wrong with the person brought back by Zhongye, the child will always be implicated and punished." The woman drooped her slender eyelashes, and one side of her eyes Covered by the red hair on the forehead, the other eye is filled with the light of the setting sun outside the window.

Mori Ogai snorted lightly, "Is this like in the eyes of 'parents', no matter how powerful your child is, he is still a 'child'?"

"But it turns out that my concubine's worries are not useless." During the conversation, the woman handed several pages of neatly bound documents to the man.

Mori Ogai took the document.

He was quite curious about what kind of person Zhongye Jun was looking for.

He simply flipped through the materials a few times, picked out the key words and read roughly, and then closed the pages: "I was born in the countryside. I studied under a local fighter who has retired for many years. , so he has amazing physical fitness and fighting skills."

"Although it doesn't seem like an ordinary experience, in my opinion, there seems to be nothing surprising?" The man raised his head.

After all, there are not a few people with mysterious origins and many experiences in the port mafia.What he cares about is whether these people have the loyalty and determination not to persecute the organization.

As for the rest, if it is beneficial to the organization, so what?

The man squinted his eyes and switched the information back to the first page.

In his opinion, the brown-haired young man in the photo on the first page is quite friendly. Even if it is just a frozen photo, he can feel a warm current flowing gently under the gaze of the young man's eyes.

It was a somewhat novel experience.

Mori Ogai guessed that this man should be the type that is quite loved by the people around him.If Mr. Zhongye wants to introduce such a person to work, it seems that there is nothing surprising.

"What if I tell you that after I sent dozens of men to conduct a very detailed investigation, I found that almost all the relevant information about this person is traceable but there is nowhere to prove it?" The woman raised her hand and would fall to her face A strand of hair in front was pulled behind the ear.

There are traces to follow, but nowhere to prove it.

"Oh?" Mori Ogai blinked a few times.In his opinion, this is somewhat interesting.

"The place where he was born was too remote, and there is no conclusive record to prove that he was indeed born there. As far as I know, the school he attended was either absorbed by other schools, or was abandoned because it was too remote and old. It was demolished, so it is difficult to find the student status file."

"As for the long-retired fighting master, he has no relatives or friends, and passed away a few years ago." The woman sighed softly.

"That is to say, it is difficult to verify whether this person's information is true or not?" Mori Ogai shook the pages.

"That's right, there are too many coincidences. I'm afraid that Zhong Ye will be deceived by this person."

Compared with the slightly cloudy face of the red-haired woman, Mori Ogai's expression did not change. He raised a finger with the hand resting on one cheek, tapped the skin lightly, and said slowly: "There are many coincidences." Well, it's really not a 'coincidence'."

"You want to say that this information is forged?"

"From my own point of view, this is a forgery." The woman stood up, and the kimono that fell to the ground swayed slightly with her movements.

Mori Ogai tilted his head slightly, looked up at the woman: "Then Hongye-kun, what do you want to do?"

"Wait for him to throw himself into the net tomorrow, and wait for the concubine to have a good interrogation."

The man didn't express any opinion on this, but only said in a joking tone: "Oh, is this the meaning of doting on your own children?"

Nakahara Chuya's face was not very good-looking.

"Mr. Mori, where is Sawada now?" He was still standing at the door, but his tone was obviously different from before.

"If there is no accident, you should already be in the interrogation room, right?" Mori Ogai retracted the stack of documents with a smile on his face.

"But," Nakahara Chuya murmured, frowning slightly and shaking his head slightly, "I don't think this should be the way the port mafia treats guests anyway."

"The port mafia only needs useful people." The man changed his sitting position with a smile.

"If you really recognize his ability, just wait for him to come out of the torture room intact, wouldn't it be fine?"

"After all, Mr. Hongye is a very measured person."

Tsunayoshi Sawada was bound to a seat.

The hands were tied behind the back of the chair, and the feet were tied together with a rough twine.

It was surrounded by a small dark and damp space, and many torture instruments obviously used for interrogation were hung on the surrounding walls.

He thought about whether he might be in the interview process now, but then thought again, it seemed that even the mafia would not make such a move in the interview when recruiting new people.

So he speculated that maybe there was something wrong somewhere.

And the reason why he was kidnapped immediately when he arrived was that the most likely situation was that the other party defined himself as an "enemy".

It will be defined as an "enemy", and it must be that the other party has some information.

Say, for example, that his identification was found to be forged.

But he clearly remembered that Mr. Sakurada had told him that this was to a considerable extent able to explain his identity and protect his information.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head and sighed.

At this moment, on a staircase not far away, the metal door that seemed to be covered with rust was slowly pushed open.

The sound of "squeak, squeak" echoed in the empty hut.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head and found a woman in a pale pink kimono standing on the stairs.

The woman's stature was much taller than most women's. At this time, she was coming in style, and her posture and posture looked quite elegant.

It wasn't until she walked in that she gently opened her red and alluring lips: "Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

".Yes." He carefully looked at the woman who slowly walked in front of him.

The woman looked down at him, her expression could be called indifferent, but her eyes seemed to be filled with turmoil. "Do you know why you were tied here?"

Because the identity information is proven to be false?

Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at the woman, his mind was running quickly, he maintained a calm expression, and replied in a tone that seemed genuinely puzzled: "To be honest, I don't know."

After the words fell, he added slowly: "I thought I was just here for an interview today."

He looked at the woman's sharp eyes like a sword, but he didn't flinch in the slightest.

Tsunayoshi Sawada is willing to trust Mr. Sakurada once.

He wanted to bet that Isamu Sakurada didn't deceive him.

"I have some information here." She stared at him with a frosty face.

"But the information tells me that you don't seem to be here just for the 'interview'." Her voice was so low that it could freeze the surrounding ground immediately.

The two stared at each other with their eyes facing each other.

Sawada Tsunayoshi knew that he couldn't look away at this time.Otherwise, the woman who came to "interrogate" him would definitely think it was a sign of guilt.

"This lady." Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at her with confusion and annoyance, "I think I'm just here to apply for a job. If you don't need employees anymore, there's no need to tie me here."

"When Mr. Zhongyuan introduced your workplace to me, he didn't say that there is still a rule of 'kidnapping' here."

When the word "Central Plains" was mentioned, the expression of this elegant woman in a light pink kimono visibly froze.

She glanced lightly at the brown-haired man who was in a completely disadvantageous position even though he was tied up, but his aura was not diminished at all, then turned around and picked up a pair of long whips with barbs hanging on the wall.

She slowly stretched out the long whip, turned around and looked at the young man again, lowering her voice a little: "It seems that your courage is not bad."

"Then, why did you come to Yokohama?" The question was a sure sign that they did have the forged information about him.

But in Tsunayoshi Sawada's view, it seemed that she hadn't planned to fully unfurl the long rope and swing it down to beat him.

At best, it was an act to increase psychological pressure and make him say some nonsense.

This woman is acting, she has no conclusive evidence.

She even lost her mind for a moment when she heard the word "Zhongyuan", which shows that she hesitated on the point of "he was invited by Mr. Zhongyuan".

If there is really a problem with his identity, the whip has probably been decisively drawn up.But because she couldn't confirm the authenticity of that piece of information, this woman didn't dare to act rashly.

The super-intuitive affirmation made Tsunayoshi Sawada quickly confirm this point.

According to the information that Mr. Sakurada gave him, he studied under a certain fighter, so he has very good fighting skills.

"I came to Yokohama to go to Ric." Tsunayoshi Sawada answered the woman's previous question, "Ric has a great reputation, and I always want to go to its underground fighting arena to gain some knowledge."

The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, which was barely a reasonable reason.After all, there are not a few people like Sawada Tsunayoshi who came to Yokohama because of Ric.

"So, why did you become a bartender at Ric?"

The information also shows that this man has been working in Ric for nearly a month.If he has a problem, it seems that he needs to check whether Sakurada Yong has changed.

"To be honest, when I came to Yokohama, all my belongings were accidentally lost. I didn't have any money on me, let alone a place to stay, so I asked Mr. Sakurada if he was still recruiting employees." Tsunayoshi explained Very patient and sincere.

"So this lady, if □ is not hiring, can you let me go?" He acted as if he really didn't care whether he could work here.

Half an hour later, Tsunayoshi Sawada came out of the torture room intact.

It's just that the suit on his body was wrinkled by the rope, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry I brought you into the torture room preconceived." The kimono woman walked out from behind him.

"Please don't be offended, it's just because you were recruited by that child of Chuya, so I have to pay more attention." The woman walked up to Tsuna Kichi, bowing her head in a humble tone to apologize.

"So, do I still have a chance to conduct my interview now?" Gang Ji glanced at the woman, showing an expression that seemed to be holding back some anger quite in line with the situation.

During the half-hour game, he really pretended to be an innocent young man who just came to interview for a job without any knowledge or details.He was sure he didn't say a single word he shouldn't have said.

"Of course it is possible. The concubine will lead the way for you." The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, passed Gang Ji's shoulder, and walked forward first.

But she still glanced at the brown-haired youth from the corner of her eye.

"Hongye-kun, have you considered what to do if this person still doesn't show his tail after your interrogation is over?" Mori Ogai was still staring at the sunset outside the window.

Koyo Ozaki was also looking out the window, facing the man's question, she just replied softly: "Even if that's the case, I won't believe that the information is true, after all, there are too many doubts."

"Then it's better to follow Chuya's idea." Mori Ogai put the familiar standard smile on his face again.

"After all, having such people working for us doesn't seem like a bad thing."

The author has something to say: So, from that day on, Mafia's social animal volume king was launched.

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Mr. Sen should be the kind of leader who pays more attention to the interests of the organization. There are still many people with unknown backgrounds in the organization, and he just turned a blind eye and closed the other.As long as it doesn't harm the organization, and even brings him benefits, he is still willing to keep those people.

The reason why Tsuna Ji was dragged into the interrogation room was actually because of Hongye Mama's love for Hao Daer (Jiuya).I believe that everyone can see the strange way that the eldest sister bestows "love" on the younger generation (vicissitudes)

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I studied for a long time how Miss Hongye called Mr. Mori, and then I found "Ogai-sama" on a personal cut.

Me: .Ah this.Although, it seems that he is really called that, but I think it is better for the eldest sister to call him "the leader" in this article.

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