Gin is difficult to understand this guy's brain circuit.

Yes, many organizational members do prefer to take on tasks, because tasks represent merit and resume, and some people are unwilling to take on tasks because tasks also represent danger.

Some people even licked their lips happily when they received the task to kill them.

However, Hinata Reason is not any of the above.

This guy dislikes the simple and brainless cleaning work, and also dislikes the complex and difficult-to-understand wit struggle. He is very skilled in "cutting the mess with one knife", very calm and numb, and then he doesn't have too many other emotions. He is not happy because he can kill him next.

For a long time, Gin thought that this guy was happy to take on the task because of the merits and resumes of the task representatives.

Every time this guy has a task, he almost never hides his bright intentions. He looks good, so he does it.

It was not until this guy went to see the gentleman that he still asked Gin for a task as always, and Gin gradually realized that this guy did not do the task because of his merits and resume.

There are many simple and meritless cleaning tasks, and Hinata still completes them seriously.

So, why did he do the task?

If you figure out this answer, you may be able to pinch the crazy swaying and clean the tail of the task with one click.

Gin remembered this and responded calmly, "Hmm."

While responding, he began to count silently, one, two...

"Do you have any tasks? I'm happy to serve you," Hyuga said in a skillful tone, "gin."

Before the other party spit out words of loyalty in a skillful and natural manner, Gin cut off the phone in advance and simply pressed the send button of the phone, "I'll send you the details of the task, and I'll solve him before 8 o'clock in the evening."

"..." Hinata paused, "Okay."

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*

After paying the payment, Matsuda Hashihei walked out of the convenience store. While he was typing down his phone and pressing the buttons to reply to his colleagues, he walked, [Buy it, buy it.]

[Ten fried noodles bread, three cheese bread, and two bentos.]

The police officers are happy when they are happy. Even if they celebrate, they don’t have to go out for dinner and then hold friendships with the flow. Instead, they must stay in the police station honestly.

In particular, the concentration of bomb/buzzer has increased sharply in the past year.

Matsuda Hachihei didn't feel anything about this. He had been accustomed to this intensity since the first day of work. He would occasionally be surprised by the Tokyo, which had been "no bombings/mangs in ten days and half a month" mentioned by his predecessors, and expressed doubts about it.

After walking along the road for a while, when I was about to reach the intersection, the crowd around me changed surprisingly consistently: look to the right.

Starting from the crowd on the far right, this action gradually spreads.

Matsuda Jinhei also glanced at the right side, took it back, then paused, and glanced over in surprise.

A black Porsche parked on the road to the right. A very familiar minor stood in front of the car and waved obediently at the car.

The car ran away without looking back.

The underage did not immediately put down his hand, but maintained this movement and stared at the car. It was not until the car left his sight that he slowly turned his head and looked at the traffic light not far away.

Matsuda Hachihiro moved his sight and glanced at the end of the traffic light, and found a touch of white in the crowd.

He looked closely and saw a snow-white Samoyed tethered to a manual traffic light. It seemed to be hot in the sun, spitting out its red tongue, and watching the crowd passing by with black grape-like eyes, staring at every human being foolishly.

When someone touched it when passing by, it squinted its eyes happily and took the initiative to raise its head and let it touch.

Matsuda Hayae looked at the Samoyed, then shifted his sight, and moved his sight back to Hinata Riki. He found that the underage adjusted the traffic lights on the sidewalk, and walked through the sidewalk accurately and headed straight for the Samoyed.
Chapter completed!