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Chapter 121 Pikachu

Hong Yanmo was forced to go on a mission a little later because he had to get Dazai Osamu out of the police station for disturbing the public. After completing a series of formalities, Hong Yanmo called Mori Ogai's private phone.

"Mr. Mori." He said expressionlessly, "Mr. Dazai has been rescued. In addition, Hong found that you also have a criminal record here..."

"Ahem, don't worry about that, Hong." Mori Ogai cleared his throat and ignored this overly sensitive question. "Sorry for wasting your time. Just escort Dazai Osamu to the bottom of the port Mafia building. Someone else will take over." After

hanging up the phone, Hong Yanmo looked at Dazai Osamu, who had no intention of reflecting on himself even after being in the police station, and wrinkled his always expressionless face. The

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"I'm a little hungry." Dazai Osamu said confidently.

"Don't you have beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, and eight-treasure porridge? Eat some yourself." Hong Yanmo looked indifferent.

"Oh, that." Dazai Osamu looked a little listless. He took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, "Here, the products are all here."

Hong Yan Mo took a closer look. The paper was indeed printed with various kinds of food and beverages, and there was a line of big words on it.

[——Please refer to the picture for the actual product. ]

Hong Yan Mo: "..."

I'm sorry, Mr. Mori, I'm afraid Hong can't take Dazai Osamu to the Mafia building at the port.

Dazai Osamu ran away, and his ill-fitting black coat fluttered in the wind. Hong Yan Mo chased him for five blocks, and finally looked at the time. The plane was about to land, so he gave up with hatred.

Nakahara Chuuya took an earlier flight and left first. Hong Yan Mo sat in his seat and touched the fancy GG paper. Suddenly, his heart moved. The thickness of the paper seemed to be a little wrong. He touched it, then tore the GG in the middle, and there was a small note wrapped inside.

Looking at the content on the note, Hong Yan Mo's expression changed slightly.

[Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp.]

The red boss, who had temporarily lost his chirping ability due to his transformation into a ghost, was in a daze.

What the hell was this chirping?

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[I can't do it, it's impossible, it's too much.]

Saiki Kusuo had a blank expression on his face, and the coffee jelly in front of him couldn't make him agree to this proposal. He was just an ordinary superpower. Did these people think he was a god who could transport a spaceship into an unrelated small world in a minute?

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