Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

Now she has an 80% probability of being able to eliminate Qingze's impure intentions towards Iroha.

No, when it comes to purpose, this one does have it, and that is to lust after Caiyu's body.

Takahashi Saeko felt a little angry thinking about those things, but she never thought about how many men she had dumped.

Regardless of men and women, double standards have always been the habit of most people.

She is no exception.

"The medical examination report showed that the boss had no abnormalities in his body and had no reaction to the drugs. He felt fear and disgust when he saw pictures of other corpses, except when he saw Yamamoto Jōichi's corpse.

The whole person will become extremely calm and there will be no reaction at all. "

The endless words came from the other end of the phone. Chiyo Morimoto leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs and said: "What you mean is that this incident is related to another world. Monday...

Could it be that Dior is doing something secretly? "

"I don't know, but the information currently being investigated is that Yamamoto Joichi lives at home in Kawagoe City, Saitama Prefecture.

My father formed a new family with another single mother. He has an unrelated high school student sister who is now missing.

The change may be related to her. I have sent people to find the missing sister. "

Okayama Taketa truthfully told the information he had found. Chiyo Morimoto tapped her index finger on the table and said, "Okay, you continue to follow up on this matter, be careful!"

"Well, have you found out about Slim?"

"What is known now is that Slim is related to the dead Deputy Director Eden, but Sylvan does not know the details of the plan. He is only responsible for sending Eden's emails to Hu Die.

He didn't read the email, and he didn't get a reply from Hu Die.

That person will most likely give up cooperating with Deputy Director Eden. "

"Morimoto, is Mickey's disappearance and Slim's disappearance related to the deputy director's backhand?"

"I don't know. I'm still investigating this. If I have detailed information, I'll tell you."

"Okay, I'll hang up first."

"Goodbye."

Chiyo Morimoto hung up the phone, picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip. The fragrant coffee taste had not dissipated in her mouth.

The landline phone rang again, Chiyo Morimoto pressed the playback button, and the assistant's voice came over.

"Chief Moribenko, it's time. You should go to the Shinjuku Center Building to meet the three section chiefs who arrived today."

Chiyo Morimoto sighed: "I don't have a moment of free time. It's really strange. It's obviously already off work time."

"The scheduled meeting time is after get off work, and we can still have a meal at the Central Building."

Chiyo Morimoto complained: "You arranged it very well. Don't arrange it like this next time. Arrange it for me during work time when eating."

The assistant on the other end of the phone thought for a moment and said, "Then do you want to adjust the time?

Adjust the working time to now and the resting time to later. In this case, you will meet Director Jack during working hours. "

"Very good, Alex, I really saw the right person."

Chiyo Morimoto is very satisfied with a smart flatterer like Alex. No wonder some wise kings like to keep villains around them.

Used well, even villains can be useful.

"You come with me too."

"Yes."

Alex was a little excited, being led by the intelligence section chief in such a high-level meeting.

To some extent, it means that his assistant has a slightly higher status than other assistants.

Don't underestimate that point. In the workplace, that point makes a world of difference.

Chiyo Morimoto hung up his phone, stood up and walked outside. She remembered the three photos and information Jack had given in advance.

The director of operations came from the Russian branch, and the director of management was transferred from the CIA in the United States.

The director of the Science and Technology Division was transferred here from London.

All three of them took the initiative to submit their applications here.

Everyone knows that Dior lives in Tokyo and the Shadow Emperor is in Mexico. When they come here, they obviously want to win first.

Hope they don't get into any trouble.

Chiyo Morimoto stepped out of the office door and prepared to meet the three new colleagues.

Chapter 587: What kind of person can you be if you don’t have a black heart?

Los Angeles, 8 p.m.

The banging gunfire came from nowhere in the slums. Every night, it was another day when the Los Angeles police drove their police cars and speeded down the streets.

The spacious road in the South District had an old feel to it, and Loela stayed on the second floor of an apartment that was as old as the road.

In the third rental house, women's dissatisfaction and complaints were echoing.

Loela felt very disgusted. To be honest, he had already put on a cold face and scolded her if he hadn't seen that this woman was still pretty.

But the little patience he had left was exhausted after he discovered that the woman didn't stop.

"Grey."

Loela interrupted, her eyes swept over the plump woman with beautiful features in front of her, and she suppressed the anger in her heart and said: "I know that you don't want to continue being a young lady, you want to make movies and be a big star.

But I hope you can consider a very practical problem. Without money, how can you pave the way? "

Loela has been able to survive until now because she doesn't believe in anyone and can sell anything. Only money is the eternal value.

Gray handed over all the proceeds to this person to help build relationships.

"Uncle, after all this time, my legal status has not been obtained yet?"

So he often lures Mexican women to Los Angeles online, making money from smugglers while using high-quality customers to make gangs make money and improve his status.

It was all because she was young and ignorant, thinking that her uncle would not lie to her.

She has been listening to Loela's words since she was twenty years old, and it has been six years now.

As an illegal immigrant, it was impossible for her to seek legal aid.

Gray fell silent.

But she can't fall out with her uncle now.

Loella patted her shoulder.

After becoming the leader, his status and income were different from what they are now.

……

Every time she complained, she was fooled by this guy's rhetoric.

"Gray, if you don't make money as a young lady, how can I spend money to pave the way for you, find connections, and make you a star?"

Sometimes, Loela didn't know what was going on in their minds. On the one hand, they complained about how bad Mexico was, but on the other hand, they were willing to believe in the Mexicans who abandoned Mexico, thinking that he was thinking about the so-called love of fellow countrymen and brother and sister.

Over the years, he has been working for gangs on his fellow villagers, and he is finally getting closer to his American dream.

Loela smiled, left the room, and walked towards the stairs.

Gray could only smile bitterly and said, "Uncle, you have to work first."

Gray has poor academic qualifications, not a fool. She realizes that her uncle just treats her as a cash cow and only cares about making his money, so he will not care about her.

The huge body directly blocked the stairs. Seeing this person's slow motion, Loela had no intention of urging him at all.

The man walked towards Gray's room.

There is no shortage of women with careers.

If that thing was useful, Loela would not have left her hometown to go to the United States, and would not even go back to see her parents after they died.

After all these years, Gray still doesn't understand the difference between movies and reality.

He always treats his guests with a warm attitude and treats everyone equally, never showing any contempt for them because of their fatness or age.

After leaving the rental house, Loela drove her van to a banquet.

When he was at the top of the stairs, he stopped and turned sideways. A bloated white man was slowly walking up the stairs.

"Gray, I'm working hard. There should be news next month. Don't think about that. I won't harm you. Just feel free to receive guests here.

I have other things to do, so take the first step. "

You have adapted to the star life ahead of schedule. Trust me, uncle, I won’t lie to you. "

Gray was in pain, as she obviously arrived in Los Angeles with the dream of becoming a star in the United States.

With outstanding performance, he successfully ascended to the seventh position.

Last week, the gang boss died in a dream. After a fierce battle, the second in command was successfully promoted and a group of leaders who supported the boss's son were eliminated, leaving the leader position vacant.

She can't think of any excuse to get it back now. Once they break up and there is no false family affection, it will be even more desperate.

Before she came, everything was so beautiful. After landing, the life she lived was completely different from what her uncle had said before.

The gangsters in the movie have great love and righteousness for their family blood relatives, but the reality is that everyone sticks together for profit, so it is normal to betray blood relatives for profit.

Hearing his words, the woman's face showed a hint of dissatisfaction and said: "Uncle, you and my mother originally told me to come over and be a star, so I went abroad with you."

Loela was originally the younger brother of the second-in-command, so logically speaking, it was not his turn, but his boss also died in his dream.

The Italian gang, which is said to be the most family-oriented, is still fighting for the position of boss after the death of its leader.

Loela replied with a serious face, patted her niece on the shoulder, and said with a serious expression: "Don't think there is anything wrong with the young lady's profession, the things that celebrities do are also this kind of work.

Loella walked down, shaking her head in her mind.

To describe it as a factory, it is like being promoted from a small line leader to a team leader.

He drove to the gang boss's house.

This is located between the North and South districts, and can be called the Half-Step North District.

The boss's residence is an independent double-story mansion with a courtyard and a lawn. More than a dozen gang members guard the perimeter of the courtyard, alert to possible attacks.

Loela felt envious in her heart. She didn't know when he would be able to live in such a magnificent house like her boss, with a group of people guarding her outside.

He rolled down the window.

The person who stepped forward to intercept recognized him and said with a smile: "Loela, you are here."

"Ah."

Loella nodded and smiled, but she didn't chat for a while like she usually did.

He has been promoted to boss and is not on the same level as these little bosses.

The little boss had a smile on his face and scolded Loela from head to toe in his heart.

What the hell.

Loela parked the car on the side of the road and took out the gifts she prepared from the trunk.

He is capable of being a leader. Apart from being diligent, he is also good at using back doors.

Unlike other big bosses, who only know how to work for the gang, thinking that they can get ahead.

If a cow is worked to death, it is a dead cow.

Loela carried the gifts and entered the mansion.

"Loela, come as soon as you come, bring anything else."

"This is a little bit of appreciation for the boss."

With a smile on her face, Loela delivered the gift to the bloated woman. He really didn't know what the boss valued about this person. Maybe the rumor that the two knew each other in the slums since childhood was true.

The sister-in-law raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why do you have the nerve to give it to me?"

She opened the gift in front of Loela, and when she saw the gold jewelry inside, she immediately smiled and said, "You are so polite. Come on, go sit in the hall."

"it is good."

Loela nodded and bowed, feeling speechless at this man's vulgarity.