Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

There aren’t many Chapter 233, so just write a few dozen copies per person!
"I said, what on earth does she want to see us for?"

Matsuda's long legs were draped on the coffee table in an awkward manner, with a cigarette in his mouth and an impatient look on his face.

Paired with the pair of sunglasses that he never changes all year round, he looks like a gangster boss.

"Hey, isn't Wangyue here?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang put down the plate in his hand and asked in confusion.

According to past practice, while he was baking cakes, Mochizuki would stay in the living room and wait for the first wave of feedings.

How could you give up today?

"As soon as I came back, I ran to Dr. A Li and didn't know what I was doing."

Hagiwara Kenji spread his hands and put down the Rubik's Cube in his hand boredly.

He was looking forward to Zhufu's craftsmanship, but obviously it was impossible for him to cook food according to their taste.

So all in all, he is still looking forward to tonight's social activities, and at least he can still drink.

"Let me go, I don't want to do this kind of thing!"

Conan kicked his short legs and his face was full of anger, but he still walked in from the door with someone holding him by the scruff of the neck.

I saw Mochizuki holding the rebellious child in one hand and a stack of thick A4 papers in the other.

Following closely behind was another group of one large and one small, a tall man with pink squinting eyes and a girl with short brown hair with her arms folded on her chest.

The two of them followed Mochizuki and silently blocked the door tightly, shattering Conan's last hope of escape into smithereens.

"Conan what happened?"

Zhufu pushed the angry Conan onto the sofa and glanced at Akai Shuichi without any trace, wondering why this guy suddenly came here.

Are his vests not going to be approved again?

"ask her."

Okiya Subaru was silent for a second, and said with some unknown meaning. The weirdness in his tone could be heard by everyone in the living room.

Several people looked at the culprit of the whole thing.

"I just want you to give me a little help. Don't let the atmosphere be so solemn!"

"We can eat first, and it won't be too late to talk after we finish eating!"

Mochizuki patted the unnecessary dust in his hands and made a relaxed gesture, trying to dispel the vigilance of several people.

"Conan, tell me!"

Hagiwara Kenji looked at the helpless child sitting on the sofa and said in a gentle tone.

Obviously, Zhu Fu Jingguang's food guide could not dispel the doubts of several people. The police officers surrounded the poor child, trying to get the truth about this Hongmen Banquet from him.

Ha ha!

Suddenly being stared at by so many pairs of extremely oppressive eyes, Conan couldn't help but shake his shoulders.

His trembling fingers pointed at the forgotten A4 paper. There was a simple table on the white paper, and the outlines completely occupied the entire page of the paper.

There was an eye-catching title in the middle of the page, and a few simple large characters of "Underworld Work Plan" caught the eyes of several people unexpectedly.

Zhu Fu: "..."

Matsuda: "..."

Hagiwara: "..."

Hey, hey, hey, isn't this what they want to do at the end of every case? What is this?
Several people looked at Mochizuki in disbelief. The other party nodded fiercely in their shocked eyes, and calmly picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

"So, your mysterious underworld also needs to hand over these things."

Matsuda rolled up his sleeves, turned over a few pieces of paper, and then looked at Mochizuki with a dark expression on his face, trying to hear a negative answer from her mouth. Work schedules, logs, and a bunch of weekly summaries, monthly summaries, quarterly summaries, basically all the work reports that can be found here are included.

"Actually, it has only been implemented for a few years, but it is indeed needed now."

"It just so happens that we know the basics, so just help me!"

A flattering smile appeared on Mochizuki's face, and her tone was unusually gentle, fearing that she would suddenly irritate this group of free laborers.

"It can't be that many. How many reports do you owe that you haven't turned in yet?"

Zhu Fu looked at the thick pile of paper on the table and felt that the grid on it suddenly became scary.

"Well, since I accepted this job, I haven't handed in one yet!"

Mochizuki replied with some uncertainty. She was quite serious about her work at the beginning, and she still took the report to heart.

However, the authority given by the underworld was too high, and she accidentally had fun with it. Who could remember this thing?

"Ahem, actually, there aren't many of these in total. One person can only write dozens of copies at most."

Mochizuki laughed and said softly that she had already calculated it. Considering the strength of these guys who work several jobs all year round, it would only be a week at most.

All the reports she has pulled down in the past few years can be completed!

"Get out!"

After a long silence, Matsuda suddenly jumped up from the sofa.

He slammed the paper in his hand on the table, picked up the suit jacket on the side and wanted to rush outside.

"Impulse won't solve the problem!"

Okiya Subaru pressed the inexplicably reflective glasses, stood at the door, and said with a smile.

The two policemen could just walk away, but he and Scotland live here, so the extra workload will become their work.

As the saying goes, a fellow Taoist who is poor but not dead can't help but have his workload increase!

He is different from these singles, he has an injured girlfriend to take care of!

"I'm also responsible for the dinner later, so I can only bother a few people to deal with it first."

Zhufu cleared his throat, and stood resolutely in front of Okiya Subaru amidst the disbelief in the two eyes at the same time, firmly stating his position.

During the organization, the three of them had been working together for a long time. In terms of tacit understanding, they were no worse than Hagiwara and Matsuda.

Zhu Fu figured out the problem almost instantly. No matter how he looked at it, he had no chance of escape.

In this case, it is better for everyone to work together.

If the situation didn't allow it, he would have even considered in his mind whether he should trick zero into coming here as well.

In terms of report-writing ability, no matter how you look at it, Bourbon from the mixed intelligence team has an advantage!
In the eyes of the two contemporaries who looked at him with condemnation and disbelief, Zhufu took the initiative to take on the assignment and evenly distributed Mochizuki's work list that had been accumulated for several years among everyone.

The two pseudo-children did not pull down, and the main thing was fairness and justice.

"Okay, I have prepared the timeline and events for you in advance. They are all experienced by you personally. You just need to change the perspective of writing slightly. Come on, everyone!"

Mochizuki raised his fist, made a cheering gesture, and gestured excitedly towards several people.

Of course, her behavior of adding fuel to the fire earned her angry glares and condemnation from everyone.

The murderous aura accumulated in the room suddenly found a breakthrough, surrounded by Wang Yue's strength, which was somewhat unbearable.

She put down her hands and hid behind the curtains, revealing only a pair of big eyes full of tears.

She didn't want to do this originally, but who was it that they reminded her!
The game world created by Noah's Ark still had some effect. Being immersed in it, she suddenly remembered these things that she had forgotten.

What else could she do when faced with a worksheet as thick as a mountain?
After thinking for two days, Mochizuki finally found the best solution. There is no better way than to find friends who have experienced these things to share the responsibility!

Hum hum, she is indeed a genius!