Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

"That's impossible, right?"

"Who knows where it's going to blow up."

At a serious meeting with high-level government officials after the war, the leader of a certain curly-haired boy said weakly.

He even yawned.

With the death of that gentleman and the arrest of a group of key members, the organization in black is like a collapsed sand tower, and it is difficult to recover its decline.Except for those members who were arrested, the dead fled.

After all, this organization has existed for nearly half a century, with extensive and deep connections, and it will take a long time to completely eradicate it.

However, these follow-up finishing work has nothing to do with underground forces such as the port mafia and Vengley.

Although the official expressed gratitude to Hong Kong/Black for their cooperation and contribution in the destruction of the organization.But there are quite a few criticisms about the style of bombing wherever these dangerous elements go.

Moreover, I don't know if it was a coincidence that the drug research materials with some clear direction were blown up, leaving no ashes behind.

Regarding this matter, the Hong Kong/black leader explained that bombs do not have eyes, insisting that it was a coincidence.

Other than that, he had an undisguised perfunctory expression.

Look, yes, yes, yes, you are right, wishing to get home from get off work earlier.

The official personnel who were docking with him could only choke silently.

After all, the other party has a legitimate reason for what they did, and if there is no way to hold them accountable, they must be rewarded, and the government has to suffer this hidden loss.

As soon as the conversation was over, Osamu Dazai, who had finished his daily business, turned around and left with the enthusiasm of going to the cafeteria after class to grab a meal.

He also stretched himself, and said to Kuisawa who came with him: "This side is OK, let's go and ask Pengo Lie for benefits."

No volume down at all.

Kurosawa: ...

We're not out of government territory yet.

Destroying all information on the research on immortality and resurrection drugs is actually Vongola's promise to Belmode.

But the ancient mafia family with roots in Italy does not seem to want to show its presence in this operation.So the port mafia stepped forward and took most of the credit.

Of course, this pot must also be carried on their backs.

Osamu Dazai took this opportunity to slash the opponent severely when the benefits were distributed.

On the other hand, Peng Lie was also free and easy. He didn't bargain too much in most of the resources, but he killed the gem business and the entire trade route originally operated by the organization in black.

Kurosawa knew the reason behind this very well.

The flame and box research of the European mafia is in its infancy, and the corresponding gem consumption is also huge.

And the organization's trade network in this regard is indeed extremely valuable.

After thinking about it, the young leader of Hong Kong/Black decided to take a step back in this regard.After all, this is not an urgent need for today's Yokohama.

As compensation, he also backhanded for two things.

The same is the priority of choosing partners for Peng Geli's gemstone business in the future.

"Secondly, even the results of your research should be provided to Mr. Kurosawa, at least above average."

Kurosawa Jin, who was suddenly involved in the conversation, met the smiling eyes of the leader with some doubts.

With all due respect, he saw the well-equipped leeks from the opponent's left eye, and the words "tool man" from the right eye.

"It's such a happy decision!" Osamu Dazai clapped his hands together, "Next, let's go to the orphanage to find Odasaku."

The issue of benefit distribution is another matter. His main reason for coming here today is to deliver good news.

"Ango said that Odasaku's file is no longer a problem." The curly-haired boy looked very happy, "He can take the children back to Yokohama."

"I have a nice job to recommend him."

"Aren't you going to let him stay in Hong Kong/Black?"

"Do it."

Osamu Dazai's voice paused for a moment, but soon he said cheerfully as before: "The job I recommend now must be more suitable for Odasaku."

"And the working hours are also very flexible. If he doesn't feel relieved and wants to take care of the orphanage, he can come back at any time."

"Anyway, it's not far from Yokohama."

After Dazai Osamu called Oda Sakunosuke away alone, Kurosawa Jin simply stopped at the entrance of the nursing home.

After the backs of the two people disappeared completely, he said slowly: "Mr. Sen is also planning to go back?"

Following the voice, the figure of a middle-aged man appeared from behind the door.

"Of course."

Facing the serious and sharp gaze of the long-haired man on his upper body, he laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't do unnecessary things."

"I just want to witness the future of the city of Yokohama."

"Although the child is unwilling to meet with me, he must be aware of this and expect it."

"He won't stop."

The two stopped talking after only a few words.

At this moment, the Miyano sisters came out from the backyard of the orphanage.

After the organization collapsed, Miyano Shiho was finally able to take over the research from Vongola with peace of mind.

She is not going to live in Italy with her ten-generation family, but chooses to work in the Vongola underground base in Japan.

There are also specially equipped equipment for her.

As for the residence, the two sisters chose to settle in the familiar Mihua Town.

After all, this place carries the memories of her time as Hui Yuanai, and she can meet those people who have given her great kindness at any time.

In fact, at first Miyano Shiho was apprehensive about whether he could stay and work in Japan.So she took this question to Peng Gelei Shidaimu.

And the quasi-leader of Peng Gelie blinked in confusion.

"Hey, why not?"

Miyano Shiho: ...

Oh, that's fine.

With the information about APTX-4869 obtained from the organization, the tea-haired girl worked overtime and soon developed the antidote.

Those who were reduced in size by the drug also regained their original size.

High school student detective Shinichi Kudo became active again, and Jingguang Momofu returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with his identity restored.

Faced with the departure of his cohabitant, a certain police officer surnamed Matsuda rubbed his chin seriously, and solemnly extended an invitation to the same period.

"Jing Guang, why don't you share the rent with me."

And the cat-eyed police officer who turned back into an adult smiled warmly, as if he had seen everything through.

"If you want to learn cooking, I can teach you during your vacation."

The owner of Café Poirot was the one who suffered the most.

Hearing that I lost two capable shop assistants at once, the owner of the coffee shop who was soaking in the hot springs in Hokkaido immediately picked up his luggage and ran back in tears.

He reluctantly grabbed the hands of his good employees, stuffed red envelopes with tears in his eyes, and expressed that they are welcome to come back to work part-time at any time.

Those who hate decay end in decay, but those who strive for light will eventually gain light.

However, for the undercover agents who were struggling in the darkness and finally ushered in the light, the shadow hanging over their heads has not dissipated.

When anyone was gearing up to reveal his identity to arrest criminals and laugh at them, a certain criminal leader who was labeled as extremely terrifying and dangerous suddenly appeared and waved to them with a smile, "Hi! Actually, I am also an undercover agent, and we are friends." Fang oh!" I feel like I'm dreaming.

But that's how it happened.

Although Qin? Undercover? Jiu was not so enthusiastic, but he would try to show a kind smile when he saw them.

kind

Seek the psychological shadow area of ​​the undercover agents.

Many people even felt that they were probably exposed, and were injected with some kind of hallucinogenic drug by the organization.Otherwise, how could he see such absurd, ghost-like scene.

Therefore, when the superior came excitedly to commend these great heroes who sacrificed their lives, what greeted him was a gloomy cloud and a trance.

As if struck by lightning.

It's broken, maybe it's a mental problem after being undercover for a long time.

When I go back, I will arrange the best psychiatrist, and focus on mental health.

The superior, who thought he was sympathetic to his subordinates, made up his mind with great pain.

Of course, the long-haired man who broke the world view of many undercover agents would not know what kind of chain reaction his kind smile brought about, nor would he know how many people were turned upside down and unable to sleep at night because of him.

The source of all evil has been under the sway of the port mafia, and returned to Yokohama with the two corners dug away-Green and vodka.

When Kurosawa stepped into the high-rise building from the main entrance of the Hong Kong/Hei Building openly, he couldn't help but feel as if he was in another world.

Don't worry about eyeliners around you, don't worry about revealing your identity. When was the last time he stepped into the territory of the port mafia so calmly?

nine years?ten years?or even longer?

He can't remember clearly.

Because Kazuma Miki was in front of him, leading him into the building, the whole journey was unimpeded and no one stopped him, but there were indeed curious and strange eyes betting on him constantly.

Probably guessing his identity.

At this moment, Kurosawa Jin, who had never been shy before, suddenly had some inexplicable complex emotions that could be called close to home and timid.

It's not just that others are unfamiliar with him, but he hasn't seen any familiar faces along the way.

After all, the loss and turnover of personnel in the Mafia is too great, and it is unknown how many batches have come and gone over the years.

Even if the person from back then was still there, with the passage of time, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him anymore.

Just as he was about to board the elevator, Kazuma Miki stopped in front of him suddenly.

He bowed slightly to the person in front of him with great respect: "Mr. Guangjin."

Hearing the familiar name, Kurosawa turned his gaze to the other party.

The centurion of the black lizard is still very energetic, but he doesn't look old at all when he gets older. Only his graying hair tells the changes of the years.

Guangjin Liulang put his hands behind his back, and looked at the long-haired man whom he hadn't seen for a long time with a look of relief and nostalgia.

Images of the other party drinking and chatting with him when they were young surged up from his memory.

He showed a sincere smile and nodded slightly: "Long time no see, Kurosawa."

"It's been hard work for so many years of overseas assignments."

"Whether it is the previous generation or the current leader, your achievements are very much recognized."

"The leader specially asked me to come here to welcome you."

Guangjin Liulang did not lower his voice when speaking, and the surrounding Hong Kong/Black members could hear clearly as long as they had no hearing problems.

Kurosawa understood that this was his old friend explaining his identity for him, and at the same time showing his attitude with extremely high qualifications.

The long-haired man accepted his affection and nodded in greeting: "Long time no see, Mr. Guangjin."

Meanwhile, another corner of Yokohama.

A middle-aged man was holding a business card and standing outside the door of the Armed Detective Agency with a twitching corner of his mouth.

Mori Ogai, who has always been scheming and calm, is complaining frantically in his heart at this moment:

Teacher Natsume!What are you doing, Natsume-sensei!

"Are you here for a commission?"

The lively boy with a straw hat just happened to come up from downstairs. Without waiting for Mori Ogai to deny it, he pushed open the door and shouted inside, "A guest is here!"

The former Hong Kong/Black Chief has never felt so glaring from other people's eyes.Especially the one from my cheap senior brother.

Yosano Akiko, who came out of the infirmary beside him, picked up the chainsaw with a distorted smile after the pupil earthquake.

"Oh, isn't this Dr. Sen?"

"Why, do you need me to help you treat it?"

Mori Ogai, who had seen the big scene, froze his smile, maintained his superficial image, and said with difficulty: "Hello, I am Taro Mori, a long-term liaison officer dispatched by the Military Police Yokohama Office to the Armed Detective Agency."

"I'm here to join the job today."

The silver-haired president clasped his hands together, with a serious expression on his face, maybe he was thinking about what kind of nerves this old fox was having, or maybe he was thinking about how to beat him out.

Although he may have to find a reason to communicate with the military police and teachers in the future, he is not afraid of trouble.

After all, it is too dangerous to leave this guy here, and there is still Akiko Yosano...

As if understanding the current situation, the woman with the golden butterfly hairpin suddenly showed a malicious smile.

"That's not bad—"

"In other words, Morintaro-san is a part-time worker? A part-time job? In short, he is a junior."

"It's only natural for juniors to listen to seniors."

The false smile on the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth gradually froze.

At this moment, a red-haired young man who turned out from the next office dealt him a fatal blow.

"Isn't this Vice President Sen? Why are you here?"

After Kenji Miyazawa explained the current situation to Sakunosuke Oda in a low voice, the red-haired young man glanced up and down at his vice president clearly.

"It's really hard work."

"What a coincidence, I also joined the job today."

Without waiting for Sen Ouwai to answer, he quickly added: "But my entry procedures have been completed."

"So judging by time, I can be regarded as Vice President Mori's senior."

"If you can successfully enter the job in the future, please give me your advice."

After finishing speaking, Oda Sakunosuke went to clean up the workstation assigned to him, but before taking two steps, he retreated again, and seriously told him, "Don't delay the work at the nursing home."

"Kids are important."

"You say yes, Vice President Sen."

Jin Kurosawa and his team took the elevator to the top floor of the Port/Black Building.

The corridors here are all bright and bright French windows.

The dazzling sunlight pierced through the clouds and poured down, and part of it was reflected by other buildings, making it blinding for people to open their eyes.

This highest layer seems to be very close to the sky and to the clouds.Looking out from here, the line of sight can span the mediocre small crowd, the concrete jungle, and the endless waves in the distance.

The weather was fine, but the city was still busy and bustling.Perhaps when the lights come on, people will rush to their respective habitats.

No matter where they are, they will find their home in this city.

The long corridor finally came to an end, and the thick door leading to the pinnacle of the Port Mafia's power was slowly opened.

Dazai Osamu put on a black coat and a red scarf symbolizing the leader, and sat behind the desk.

He clasped his hands and smiled slightly.

"Welcome back, Mr. Kurosawa."