Ignoring Dazai's grinning face, I waved my arms and walked out of the infirmary.
"She, President?!" I really didn't expect to bump into Fuze as soon as I went out, not to mention he still stared at me with a calm face.
"Si Ye," he sighed, "come with me."
I nodded and followed Fuze obediently. At this time, there was another burst of rustling current on the finger.
The performance is about to start again, I thought half helplessly. But since Fukuzawa knows the inside story, it should be enough for me to give him a brief hint later.
"Miss Haruno, let me do it." When I entered the room, I was one step ahead of Haruno's secretary, with my ringed hand in front, to refill Fukuzawa's tea.
Sure enough, when Fuze saw it, his pupils shrank, he closed his eyes and pursed his lips without saying anything.
The tea was poured. Fuze picked it up, brewed it for a while, and took a sip. It was probably a little hot, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his majestic aura randomly filled the entire room.
I felt inexplicably nervous and my breath was unsteady.
Okay, this is pretty undercover.
"I have read the report on this mission. There are many contents that need to be verified." Fuze's tone dropped. If it weren't for the so-called report, I almost thought that my identity as an undercover agent was suspected.
"President, I was attacked by an unknown supernatural power during the mission, so I lost part of my memory..." I bowed my head and explained.
"That's right," he nodded, "Go and ask Dazai to come. I remember that he is doing this mission with you."
"Okay." I bent down and went out, completing a set of actions in one go.
He walked quickly to Dazai, with a cold face and in Kirihara's usual numb tone: "Sir, Dazai... see you, president."
Dazai's eyes flashed, and he understood what I meant instantly. He stood up, patted my shoulder, and pushed me back to the president's office.
"President." Dazai greeted.
"Yeah." Fuze hummed and said no more.
The entire office fell into a swamp of silence.
"Ahem." He coughed again.
Dazai and I looked at each other.
I always feel that the president is hinting at something, and the hint is very obvious, but what exactly is he hinting at?
Dazai and I rubbed our chins with our fingertips and entered thinking mode.
Haruno couldn't hold it back, chuckled, walked up to me, and held up one of my hands.
The ring sparkled in the light.
Seeing this, Dazai and I both bulged our mouths into an O shape.
Zhi——
The ring on my hand went dormant again.
Thumb thump thump——
Fukuzawa impatiently tapped his knuckles on the table and frowned: "Now, please tell me carefully about the so-called undercover plan."
I remained silent, looked sideways and smiled, obviously leaving such a great opportunity to him.
The latter glanced back at me sadly, took a step forward, smiled confidently again, and explained everything in detail.
I listened carefully and found that the cause and effect were basically the same, except that it was mixed with Dazai's unique exaggeration, which was harmless.
After hearing this, Fuze sighed melancholy and rubbed his forehead with his index finger and thumb.
"You two..." I no longer know how to describe his tone.
It’s always complicated!
"President," Dazai spread out a hand, his pure black eyes sparkling with stars, "Please believe us, this action will not only not harm the harmony between our two organizations, but will allow us to collect as much information about the homing pigeons as possible. .”
I nodded in agreement.
No matter how well I complete my mission, it won't hurt me. After all, Mafia and Butei's nuclear energy is visible to all of Yokohama.
I remember reading a divine comment a long time ago:
When the two leaders met, they could use their words but not their hands.
When two blacks meet, speak first and then act.
When the new pair of blacks meet, they can move but remain silent.
Ah, look, how humorous~
"Hey, forget it." Fukuzawa motioned to his secretary Haruno with his eyes.
The latter understood, turned around, found a glasses case with glasses on the shelf next to him, and handed it to me.
"I'm afraid your glasses can't be repaired. I asked someone to buy you a better one." Fuze nodded.
"Thank you, President, Miss Haruno." I thanked, opened the box, and put on my glasses.
The world suddenly became much clearer, and I felt a little uncomfortable.
To be honest, in the past few days, I was praised by Hongye, saying that I look better without glasses, so I don’t miss glasses that much.
But this is given by the president, don’t give it up for free!
I was a little excited.
Fuze opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something else. Suddenly, his words were interrupted by the resonance of a blast.
Dazai and I hurriedly called out "President" and rushed in front of him to survey the enemy's situation for him.
Although to some extent, Fukuzawa is stronger than the two of us.
I held my pocket watch flat and activated my ability.
In the pale blue light, the dust that filled the room dissipated at the speed of light.
Only in this way can we see clearly the scene in front of us.
No piece of glass was left, and a large area of the wall around it was blackened. This messy and dilapidated scene continued until behind Fukuzawa's chair.
Haruno was so frightened that he covered his mouth and couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
Zhi——
The strangeness spread through my fingers again, and the other side could monitor me again.
Anxious, I moved uneasily and moved closer to the window. Dazai and Fukuzawa had the same idea as me, but in a different direction.
I frowned. As I got closer and closer to the broken wall and tiles, I felt more and more familiar that something familiar was about to move.
brush--
A charred briquette-like creature jumped up from the wall, muttering something excitedly.
But its sound was too thin and the frequency was too high. I couldn't hear what it was saying for a while.
"Oops!"
I was stunned and saw that "briquettes" were about to rush out of the room.
Fukuzawa took a lunge and used the tip of his knife to bring it back between me and Dazai.
Dazai got closer to it, stepped forward and stepped on it.
"Coal Ball" flapped his short hands and feet and cursed in his mouth.
This scene makes me feel sick, because except for those hands and feet, it is exactly the same as Chuuya's replica after it was scrapped.
Intuition tells me that this thing is equivalent to a "person" who is dying but not dead.
Haruno took out a birdcage from the side, and Dazai stretched out his hand to catch the "briquette" in it. During the process, he was accidentally bitten by it, and Dazai grimaced in pain.
I squinted my eyes, I had seen that birdcage before.
Fukuzawa had indeed used it to raise birds before, and for a long time. It's just that the bird, which was not very precious, was later taken away by Xiaomi. He became sad and stopped raising it.
Okay, it seems that God gave him a more interesting pet this time.
"President," I always kept in mind my mission as an undercover agent and revealed information to the ring, "this is for the homing pigeon."
"Homing pigeon?"
"Yes, when those replicas are scrapped, they will degenerate into this appearance," I pondered for a moment, and then suppressed my nausea as I described the appearance of the "briquettes", "black and round, full of stench, fat and short..." "
