"He left very rudely."

Among the five iconic buildings of Yokohama, the black-haired man stared at the steam rising from the expensive teacup in front of him and spoke with a slightly exaggerated resentment.

It was still the same reception room, and the same boiling hot tea. Ozaki Kouyo felt that the scene seemed somewhat familiar, but she knew that it would be better to listen quietly to Mori Ogai's complaints, whether true or false.

Some of the black-haired man's behaviors can be extremely deceptive at times, such as the fight with the girl named Alice, which sometimes even makes Ozaki Koyo, who has been with Mori Ogai for a long time, have some kind of illusion.

But perhaps it was because of the hot tea, or maybe she had become immune to it after spending all these years together, Ozaki Koyo just sipped her tea gracefully and intermittently, treating the man's chattering opposite her as some kind of white noise that was not very effective, and enjoying her rare leisure time.

"It looks like you like this tea."

Ozaki Koyo paused when being suddenly mentioned. The woman in kimono did not show any guilt for completely ignoring Mori Obi just now. She just naturally took out her folding fan and covered the lower half of her face.

"It's also because Chief Sen has good taste." She complimented Sen Ouwai calmly.

But after seeing the half-smile on Sen Ou's face, the woman slightly tightened the curve of her mouth, and her expression became serious, making the false curve that was bent out of politeness almost disappear.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, but was broken the next second when the two of them smiled at the same time with tacit understanding.

"Could it really just disappear without any warning just as it appeared?" the red-haired woman said softly.

"What a willful child he is." Mori Owl said with a complaining look.

"But at least Chief Mori came back safe and sound. I thought I would see you at the doctor's. This was really quite risky." Ozaki Koyo spoke slowly, casually picking out the path of the tea leaves tumbling in the boiling water.

"But I am still a little curious about what happened to Chief Sen."

This was a question that was somewhat beyond the scope of normal communication. Ozaki Kouyo realized this before she opened her mouth, but some hidden desires in her heart made her say this in the end.

For a while, no one spoke. The room was eerily quiet. The only sound left was the dull sound of the tea boiling in the pot, which made people feel irritated and uneasy.

"Curiosity is not a bad thing, but inappropriate curiosity is." Mori Ougai just said this, and the blood quickly faded from the red-haired woman's face.

Perhaps sensing the change in the atmosphere, Mori Ogai leaned slightly towards Ozaki Koyo with a deceptive, gentle smile on his face. Although Ozaki Koyo knew that there was not much sincerity in his smile, it still successfully eased the tense atmosphere.

After calming down, Ozaki Kouyo took another sip of tea as if to cover up. The tea was a little hot, but she drank it absent-mindedly without changing her expression, as if she didn't notice the temperature at all.

As if she was worried, or trying to hide some not-so-decent emotions, Ozaki Momiji moved a little too much, causing the handbag at her side to slide off the sofa, and the bag opened a little, revealing a corner of the flyer.

Mori Ogai noticed this immediately and showed an intriguing smile on his face: "You are also paying attention to that matter."

Seeing that Ozaki Kouyo didn't respond immediately, Mori Ogai didn't pay much attention to it. He just continued to talk casually, "I wonder which lucky guys can have such an opportunity."

"What do you think, Mr. Mori?" The red-haired woman in kimono suddenly spoke up, and she regained her dignified look. "This is quite an attractive fortune."

"I heard that it's not an ordinary candy factory. Almost no one can refuse pills that can make you look younger." At this moment, Ozaki Koyo's voice was filled with a surprising temptation for some reason.

Sen Ou Wai did not respond immediately, but he

Noticed something.

He raised his head and saw Ozaki Koyo's body trembling unnaturally, like a red butterfly swaying in the wind.

"Red Leaf Palace." Mori Ouwai held his subordinate's shoulders and called softly. The girl with blond hair and blue eyes was floating expressionlessly behind him, with a number of sharp syringes stuck between her fingers.

Ozaki Kouyo felt like she was following someone to some unknown place, but she couldn't remember anything. Mori Ougai's voice brought her back to reality and made her shiver uncontrollably.

At the moment when she was about to regain consciousness, the girl floating in the air suddenly disappeared, as if she had never existed here.

Faced with such a situation, Mori Ogai still maintained a flawless smile, and said sympathetically like any boss who cares about his subordinates: "Although the termination of the cooperation with Sojiji Temple has caused some impact, Ms. Ozaki still needs to pay attention to relax."

He could see that Ozaki Koyo's rationality might have been affected by some things that had accumulated in the past. As people who were engaged in this kind of work, they were extremely susceptible to the influence of those ghosts and gods.

"Maybe you would like to have a few days off and consider eating some sweets like chocolate to relieve your mood. I'm sure Alice would be happy to share her dessert list with you."

"I'm sorry for being disrespectful to you." Ozaki Koyo returned to her usual self after she came to her senses, but the curve of her mouth seemed a little forced.

Having said all, Mori Ogai doesn’t intend to say anything more. The reason why he was able to reach this position, besides due to timing and ability, is also because Ozaki Koyo is a smart person.

The man stood up from the sofa, and said to Ozaki Momiji, who was still sitting there, thinking about something, with an elegant smile: "Thank you for your willingness to drink tea with me, but it's time to work now."

When Mori Owl was about to leave, Ozaki Koyo's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Captain Mori, do you think the dead can be resurrected by some means?"

"Who knows, maybe." The black-haired man said jokingly, then pushed the door and left without looking back.

After leaving the private tea room, Mori Ougai returned to his office and immediately started working.

It was just that the blonde girl kept bothering him restlessly beside him, making it impossible for him to concentrate. He felt both painful and happy to be disturbed.

"I want to eat cake, Rintaro, come with me to buy some!" The girl's rare coquettishness made Mori Ogai admit that he gave in for a moment, but it also reminded him to think carefully about the next move of the Port Mafia.

Michel Ende's quick departure had some impact on his future plans, but the intelligence he had obtained from the little king so far was already a great harvest.

The power of the mysterious sect called "Utopia" is more powerful than he initially thought. Even the owner of the world-class candy factory is a loyal believer of this sect.

Mori Ougai originally wanted to use some less legal means to investigate, but at this moment he could only restrain himself. A monster of that magnitude would probably be difficult for Yokohama to affect.

At the same time, he was also very curious about why the little king would cooperate with him in the first place. Was it really because he had a crush on Alice? Morio wondered to himself, but thinking of the little king's free-spirited personality, he felt that his guess at this time was somewhat reasonable.

Little did he know that those were what Haiyin Temple Suyou revealed to him on purpose. However, judging from the results, Haiyin Temple Suyou did not lie.

Under the influence of the cognitive improvement and system capabilities of all those who have come into contact with his vest, Haiyin Temple's vest has become more and more perfect, and those originally specious intelligence has become real things, so there is naturally no so-called deception.

"It's really frustrating, Alice, do you prefer chocolate cake or strawberry cake?"

Mori Owl held his chin up and asked his humanoid body thoughtfully.

"Only children make choices. Alice is already a big kid, so of course she wants everything. Rintaro wouldn't even ignore Alice's wish to eat the cake."

An incompetent adult who can't be satisfied, right?"

The girl named Alice playfully made a face at the man, but her face was full of suspicion and vigilance.

"Damn it, even my lovely Alice has begun to doubt my ability. But this is really a problem that I can't let go of." Mori Ougai said to himself.

The blonde girl was unhappy when she heard this. She pouted and complained: "I really hate Rintaro. He's not thinking about my problem at all! I don't want to talk to Rintaro anymore!"

But this time, Mori Ougai rarely tried to comfort Alice, but was immersed in his own thoughts.

"Luck is the most unpredictable thing."

Mori Ogai spoke softly so that only he could hear it.

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The man in the top hat held a corner of the thin golden ticket carefully in front of his eyes and examined it carefully through a magnifying glass. Roald Dahl was carefully checking all the golden tickets that would be sent to all parts of the world along with the chocolates.

He doesn't care who will get those golden tickets or how they will be obtained. All he needs is to focus the world here. The more chaotic it is, the more successful it is; the more bizarre and confusing it is, the more fascinating it is and the more people will be drawn into it.

If Michel Ende's vest is the first step for the Hei Yin Temple to explore the world, understand the rules and try to break them, then Roald Dahl's vest is to make the Hei Yin Temple's plan stand firm and be implemented.

Money is always useful no matter where you are. The wealth brought by the magical chocolate factory is difficult to estimate. The intelligence collected by Haiyin Temple at almost any cost finally came in handy.

The Oompa-Loompa, a small but agile man who was extremely good at moving through the trees, brought him good news while he was checking equipment in the chocolate workshop.

Hearing the good news from his subordinates, the man with a playful goatee smiled energetically.

"Very good, very good!" The chocolate factory owner, who was wearing a crimson velvet tuxedo, clapped his hands and shouted, tapping his golden cane on the ground with joy. He looked like he wanted to dance a waltz.

"Go! Get ready!" Haiyinsi Suyou was completely immersed in the role, "My guests will be here in a few days."

And things developed exactly as he had imagined. The world's largest candy factory was undoubtedly an overly tempting piece of fat meat.

If it were just wealth, it might only make ordinary people and candy lovers crazy, but the few words revealed before were enough to make the guys in the other world flock to it.

Almost at the same time, the no longer young people in power held a secret meeting without prior agreement.

The old man with three strange hair colors hesitated for a long time, but finally turned on the computer that was sent to him. In these years of retirement, he still has a huge influence and has never been far away from the center of power.

At the same time, in the world outside the bullet screen, several new live broadcast windows were quietly opened.