Go To Hell Together

For a person who committed suicide, wishing him blessings such as Donghai and a hundred years longer than Nanshan, this is probably the most vicious curse.

Nara chirped a few times, feeling that he was really a villain.

It takes ten minutes to drive from home to the office in Ganghei. After a certain cadre walked out of the alley, Nara was rushed into the car again.

Sitting in the car, Nara was already drowsy, but Osamu Dazai had to look for a long conversation with her at this time.

"What's so special about Miss Nara?"

"Huh? Outstanding?"

Nara shook his head to make himself a little more awake. "What I excel at is that I have a good memory. Generally, people I have met will have an impression when they meet."

"Oh Huh, that Miss Nara's memory is really good."

"..."

Hearing the teasing in the other party's tone, Nara rolled his eyes directly at the other party, holding back his sleepiness.

Oh, what a superficial man.

She can remember the people she sent away a thousand years ago, maybe Dazai Osamu's ancestors are there.

Oh, she might have seen everyone’s ancestors~

This is the second time the messenger of **** has come to the chief's office, but the themes of these two times are completely different.

The first time she was taken as a suspicion, and the second time as a reserve team invited to enter Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.

Because it was Osamu Dazai who brought her, he automatically put her under this guy's work, which in Nara's opinion was really good, and now she wished to stick to him to see when he succeeded in suicide.

Generally, anyone who joins Hong Kong and Heilongjiang will investigate the ancestors of people for 800 generations, even the messenger of hell, but Master Yan Mo has already prepared her information, but she is particularly opposed to her age. That column.

Looking at the big twenty-year-old written on it, this made someone with an actual age of 4000+ frowned.

This is inconsistent with the actual situation, seriously inconsistent.

Is she always eighteen?

Folding his own information in half, Nara looked at Mori Ogai sitting at the desk very seriously, "Excuse me...is the probation period the same as the salary of regular employees?"

"???"

"Is there accidental injury insurance?"

"???"

"Then...Will you often work overtime to death from overwork?"

"???"

Nara was really afraid of working overtime when she was in hell, especially when she realized that the mafia was not what she had imagined. She was even more afraid of working overtime to death from overwork.

The three consecutive questions of the **** messenger made Mori Ougai laughed heartily, "If you die unfortunately, I promise to give your family a large amount of compensation."

Mori Owai frowned as soon as he finished speaking. It suddenly occurred to him that the girl's profile showed that the orphan had no relatives.

No one spends any money.

"It doesn't matter, you can just burn the paper money and give me the money, I can use it over there."

Before, she often saw people receiving paper money from relatives and friends. When they had money, they would squander it very loudly, and she earns a little bit of salary every month.

Gee!

It's really unfair.

After determining the various benefits, she was formally joined under Osamu Dazai, but this made Zhongyuanzhong very reluctant.

Because in his opinion, this is a good cabbage that was pulled out of the ground by Osamu Dazai, and the pig was **** and ran away. Especially this cabbage is still a simple cabbage, which is easy to be deceived.

Pseudo silly white sweet · 4000+ years old · Nara: "???"

Regarding the idea of ​​Zhongyuanzhong who wants to kill Osamu Dazai every time, Bai Tianliang believes that two people's ideas are so consistent that they can definitely become good friends.

Since she is a good friend, she feels it is necessary to remind each other.

"Mr. Nakaya, you should do more good deeds, so that you can suffer less after going to hell."

Zhongyuan Zhongya with a dumbfounded look: "???"

What? What did you say?

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Now that he joined the Mafia, Nara looked at the costumes of Osamu Dazai and Nakahara Nakaya, then looked at the leader, then looked at other people in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, and then fell into deep thought.

The **** messenger frowned slightly and realized that it was not very simple. She touched her chin and looked at her boss very seriously, "Mr. Dazai, is a black suit already a standard for the Mafia? Do I need to buy one? A black suit?"

"That's not the case, Hongye sister is wearing an improved version of the kimono."

Coincidentally, Ozaki Momiji walked from a distance as soon as Osamu Ozaki's voice fell. After seeing her, Nara made a sudden realization, and clenched his right hand against the palm of his left hand.

"Oh! I know, so women have to wear kimonos? Then let me see if the budget is enough to buy a kimono, tut! You have to tear off the hem when you wear this kind of thing. There is such a hobby outside."

"what???"

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Nara is not stupid and sweet, she just hasn't come to this world for more than a hundred years and don't know much about the internal affairs of Hong Kong and Hong Kong, hahahahahahaha! Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Call me 10 bottles of Mengjun; 5 bottles of ink search;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!