beckoned underworld to go over and continue for him, sat down on the ground himself, and controlled the data synthesis surveillance video while supervising the work.The strength of the underworld is not comparable to that of a thousand nights, and the beaten body of the man on the ground like a dead dog is twitched one by one.Alice stood by with her arms crossed and watched the play, the look on her face was half schadenfreude, half complicated and tangled.A moment later.Police station.Woo woo woo ...Why am I going to be in this situation?
The black-haired beautiful boy covered his face with his hands, his thin but beautiful shoulders trembled, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain to make people pity, obviously I was a boy, and he said it was me at the time, but I really didn't cry as a teenager.A police officer sitting next to him hugged the young man lovingly, pressed him into his turbulent heart, and comforted him softly.Good boy, it's not your fault.It's all that man's problem!
He's a pervert!
Normal people can't understand perverted thoughts!
However, the policewoman, who was provoked to the overflow of motherhood, did not notice a certain piece of yellow plant that the teenager secretly hid back in his trouser pocket.Alice sat next to her, tugging at the corner of the boy's coat and wiping her tears.It's just that it seems that because I accidentally wiped too much ginger hidden in my sleeve, my tears couldn't stop like a flood that opened the floodgates.The surveillance came out, a male policeman came over, one hand on the young man's shoulder, it was completely the man's unilateral attempt to commit violence, you don't have to worry, we will protect you.We're going to get the maximum prison sentence for that man.The boy trembled when the tall male policeman approached, and when the other man's hand was touched, he trembled like a frightened kitten.The policewoman slapped her colleague's hand away and touched the top of the teenager's plush hair worriedly.Stay away from him.The policewoman wrapped the boy in the victim's blanket that he was wearing, and it was probably a psychological shadow for the man to encounter this kind of thing at such a young age.Although the boy was trembling and looked almost fainting with fear, he still hesitantly stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of the male officer's clothes, looking like a kitten that had been hurt by humans but still trusted humans.If you need to testify in court, please let me go alone, my sister Alice is still a young boy and sobbed pitifully, she is still a girl, I want to protect her, I can't let her be hurt a second time.So it doesn't matter.You're still a kid, so we'll take care of that!
The young male police officer comforted softly, his heart boiled, and the pity and pity of the human heart made him want to rush back immediately and beat up the imprisoned pervert.I had already called his guardian and said that he would pick them up later, and that he would leave Yokohama and move directly to Tokyo.Another female police officer stepped out of the room and looked at the teenager wrapped in a blanket with pity.Excessive beauty is sometimes a sin.,Although it's not a girl to look like this.,But I'm afraid it will also be targeted by a lot of bad people.。
And now the relevant protection laws are all about protecting women, and if a man encounters this kind of thing, the most serious thing is only a crime of intentional injury.Half an hour later, the teenager and Alice left the police station with the underworld who played the guardian.
(The host, Miss Alice has been connected with an adopter in Rootstock Town, Tokyo.) ）Goodbye~ Alice.Forget about this place and find a new beginning.The boy touched the girl's head and stood in the setting sun with a soft, clean smile at her.Then one day, you will meet the man who brings you peace of mind and happiness.The boy and his intelligent butler disappeared into the twilight.A moment later.Outside the scumbag port mafia leader Mori Ouwai, who came out of the relationship, the man formerly known as Lin Taro brushed the hair on his forehead, looked at the sunset and sighed.Alice-chan, could it be that I actually have a fetish?
The man who came out of the police station fell into deep thought, and it was actually a little enjoyable to be trampled on his face?
The young man stepped on the soles of his feet and was tender, clinging to his face, and from time to time he increased his strength, but the other party was a slender child who would be delicate and gasping for even twenty minutes, and the force was as light as the paw pad of a kitten, which only made people itch from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were tentatively scratched by the cat's claws.People just want to open their eyes, in the other party's frightened powerless struggle, hold his two Jio in his hands and play and knead them repeatedly, look at the slender white knuckles and bud-like pale pink nails in his hands struggling but unable to escape the trembling posture, look at the beautiful feet with a faint fragrance can only let him, the man who forcibly broke in, leave a red mark of blasphemy.Or when the child is unwilling to struggle and kick, you don't have to push too hard, so the soft body, a little rubbing can make him tremble and cry in pain.Let the child choke and tremble under the pain he brought and succumb, let him play with □□, and the tame will no longer dare to rise up to resist and struggle.The expression on Rintaro's face is really perverted.The blonde girl in the red dress glanced at him expressionlessly, staring at the direction where the young man left, it's a pity, I'm not a real person, otherwise I'd have fallen in love with Qianye-chan.It's too much~Alice-chan~ A rare kindness actually saved a guy like me.It's a shame that I'll just let him fall into the abyss.Hayashi Taro, I am both you and not you.Alice-chan ~ Did you paste the things that were handed to you?
It's pasted.The young girl in the red dress raised her eyes and glanced at the black-haired man, Lin Taro is really a bad-hearted man, forcing others to do this kind of revenge.However, the black-haired man did not have the ability to seduce himself as usual this time, his face was only full of a smile full of ambition, and his purple-red eyes were clearly looking at the sunset, but it was as deep as the deep sea that the light could not shine.I won't let that little guy run away this time.After all, in order to wash away the shame of the last fiasco, their port Mafia came prepared this time.He worked overtime for a week with his right-hand man, a certain Black Mud Zai Xiuxian, and tailored a trapping plan for him specifically for the [Quantum Computer] ability of the Moon Seeing a Thousand Nights.Strange ability [Divine Hidden Memory], you can make tracking stickers entirely through your special ability.Stickers do not theoretically exist in the physical world, and cannot be detected by any electronic technology.As long as it is marked, it can be accurately tracked no matter where the mission target is within 48 hours.The game has started yo ~ My Kaguya ~ The author has something to say: Sen is indeed dizzy, and the potion is indeed effective.But he did listen to the whole process and secretly control the situation, guess how he did it?
However, it was a coincidence that Alice met Qianye, and Qianye's traces were well hidden.If there are too few comments, the author will be unmotivated, and maybe one day he will suddenly disappear (threatening and hinting) Chapter 15 Social News Negative Textbook Characters Why did Mr.
Mori come with him?
Osamu Dazai looked at someone dressed as a sloppy uncle next to him with only one eye, as a boss, he should sit in the rear and run to the front line to do something?
Mori Ouwai leaned on the door with one hand on the window, leaning on the car door, his purple eyes were dyed bright red by ambition, and he chuckled: Dazai-kun, I know that you are very unhappy that you are forced to go out on the field after working overtime after continuous immortal cultivation.However, as the leader of the organization, there are some important things that cannot be left to others.What's the matter?
One person plays multiple roles, deceiving the kindness of an innocent and innocent teenager and taking advantage of the opportunity?
Dazai leaned against the window as if he had inadvertently spoke, and lazily said something terrible.Alice nodded beside her.Sitting opposite the three of them, Zhong also cast a somewhat unbelievable gaze, as if he had seen the idol personality collapse with his own eyes, and it was difficult to accept the bloody fact that he was deceived emotionally.Mori Ouwai: The smile cracked.I'm not!
I didn't!
Don't talk nonsense!
Killed again, Mori Ouwai, who was forced in front of his loyal subordinates, took a deep breath and slowly spoke: Zhongya-kun, you should know.Dazai's words, many times I can't believe them.I admit it myself, although that's the case, that's right~ Dazai showed an innocent smile, his iris eyes sparkling, full of cute simple doubts, but Mr.
Mori was sent to the bureau this time in the name of harassing a minor boy in X.The evidence is so conclusive that even if the relationship is gone, the police station is unwilling to release the person.In the end, Mr.
Hirotsu came forward to bail out.And Alice-chan also testified just now~ Nakaya: !!
The orange-haired boy's cobalt blue eyes, which were originally shocked and incredulous, seemed to confirm something, and the naked eye was visibly gloomy.Dazai didn't seem to see his partner's look about to come, and he kept talking on the side: Ah~ Poor Mr.
Hirotsu, as a member of the mafia, for the first time in his life, he experienced the feeling of entering the bureau, not to mention, he was stared at by all the people in the police station as the minions of the powerful and perverted LTP and the scum of society.is obviously a handsome old guy with elegant manners and good manners, but because of someone, he seems to have become a cockroach living in the sewer and everyone shouts and beats~ Nakaya: Silence.Endure!
This is the boss can not be beaten!
As he pressed his hand, he fell into deep doubt about his own vision.When you are a leader, you will be betrayed by trusted companions and subordinates.When he was a subordinate, he seemed to know people lightly, and he became an evil henchman of LTP.If he is a minion of the underworld violent organization, he is acceptable.But if he goes out, he will be said to be a scumbag lackey of a perverted LTP subordinate looking for a beautiful child for him, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: Boss, although I knew you had such a hobby, but I didn't expect it to reach this level, I thought you would only overly harass your own supernatural ability, Miss Alice.Our subordinates believe that you represent the face of our port Mafia.When it reaches the ears of hostile groups, the style and character of our port mafia will be questioned.Our ban on human trafficking will be even more unconvincing.Balabala Sen interrupted his loyal subordinates, who seemed to be in a state of chatter and exhortation because of some unknown great stimulus: Wait!
Nakaya-kun, you misunderstood!
I hesitated for a moment.Seeing that Mori seemed to be about to take back the chip, Dazai pursued precisely: There is still evidence on file in the police station~ The poor boy was gnawed on a complete tooth mark oozing blood.Upon examination, the gum marks and discharge residues on it were consistent with Mr.
Sen's signs.Hearing this, the orange-haired boy's hat fluttered in shock.Mori also saw the floating hat.Sen was shocked: No!
Wait a minute!
He's the one who controls me from doing this!
Oh, my God!
The bandage boy with an exaggerated long voice like a singing opera, are 8900 years old, what a shameless and obscene victim guilt theory!
Could it be that you still want to say that he deliberately seduced you before, and you just planned it?
Osamu Dazai, who has seen through everything with the script in hand, likes to do what he likes to do most is to dig a pit for Mori to find it unpleasant.That's right, he Osamu Dazai knows the truth, but does this have anything to do with his deliberate pit for Mr.
Mori to lower the wind rating?
No!
Every day, happy you, me and him!
By the way, slugs with small brains who can easily believe other people's words and have a high moral bottom line are really useful!
It's a special weapon for a lineman!
Mr.
Sen.As a man, you have to dare to admit it.The orange-haired boy has a serious face, although your hobby is not low-style, it is not worth advocating, and it is a negative teaching material for social news at the meeting.But you're only going to make people look down on our port of Mafia even more.Mori Ouwai, who actually told the truth but was not believed: although it was he who asked Alice to cut open the collar that was being carried, it was really not he who took the initiative to bite!
Realizing that Dazai was determined to his Mori Ouwai, he immediately decided to change the topic wisely.His face turned solemn, and the aura around him became iron-blooded and calm.It's all about organization.The moon sees a thousand nights, no, it should be the technology he has, which is essential for the port mafia.As you know, since I took office for a year, although I have gone through the miserable predicament of having no manpower, no weapons, no money, and no intelligence, the port mafia is still facing a great economic crisis.To tell the truth, in order to protect the original intention of the city of Yokohama, we almost cut off the most lucrative businesses of the underworld, and at the same time banned other organizations from engaging in these activities.In order to maintain the territory and maintain the authority of the port mafia, the cost of arms and the medical expenses of the members remained high.And those companies under our name do not have excellent technology, and the funds they earn are enough to maintain the wages of the low-level members.GSS and Takase will still be thieves and watch from the sidelines.In order to control their power, they can only repeatedly reduce the sales of smuggled arms.If this continues, even if we have guns, we will not be able to afford bullets.And the moon is the breakthrough of this dilemma.Mori Ouwai raised his finger and flicked the road map that was cast by his ability in front of the owner of the [Divine Hidden Record] ability, I don't fancy his ability, although this ability is very useful in both intelligence gathering and supporting attacks, but the most important thing is his mind.The first time you sorted, he was able to move from the center of the underground base to the outside in an instant, probably through some kind of technological creation.And then there's the empty lab, and all that can be deduced is the space storage device.Whether these technologies are used in the manufacture of weapons or in daily life, they will be unimaginably huge economic benefits, and then our force will only be used to keep the cake that will grow by itself, rather than to take food from the mouths of other wild dogs.The role of the port will change from smuggling arms to transporting the sophisticated weapons we make and sell at high prices.As long as we have him, everything we once made for the port mafia, for Yokohama, is no longer just a dream!
In the eyes of Mori Ou, there is irrepressible ambition and ambition.The opportunity is in front of me, and I will never let it go.The man showed the grim expression of a careerist, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a red light in his purple-red eyes, and the port mafia was destined to reach the peak in my hands.The atmosphere in the car was silent for a while.Osamu Dazai was not interested, and even after hearing such words, his expression was unwavering.He wasn't as loyal to the leader as his partner, and the man who had joined the Port Mafia only because he might have been more interesting had grown tired of Mori's ambitions.I don't get excited about the grand blueprint of foresight that is drawn out of thin air.But his partner is the polar opposite of him.Obviously not human, but he lives more passionately and seriously than anyone else, full of love for the hopeless world in Dazai's eyes, and full of responsibility for the leader and the organization.Nakaya was silent for a moment.I understand.Then, the orange-haired boy took off his hat and knelt down on one knee in the spacious RV, willing to serve you to death.He raised his head, his gaze, which had been a little shaken by an incident, focused on solemnity, and his expression was serious: I will definitely bring that person to you.Victory to you!
boss, the target object stops moving.The last direction is Sakuratsuki in Tokyo.