When Line Dog and Frog met in the business simulation, Hojo Natsuki discovered that there was a slight change in Frog's information panel.
[Gin/Kurosawa Jin]
[Sex: Male]
At first, there was only Gin in the brackets, but now there is an extra slash, which means that the system recognizes the name "Kurosawa Jin". The pronunciation of "Jin" is similar to Gin, which makes sense.
Hojo Natsuki guessed that "Kurosawa Jin" was probably a pseudonym given to him by Kotowa, which made him feel very unhappy.
He made the fake ID for the college entrance exam, and the name on the Tokyo University admission letter was also that name. Why didn't the system recognize his pseudonym? So what's wrong with "Kinn"
sb game! sb planning!
After greeting the planner as usual, Hojo Natsuki controlled the little dog wearing a frog headgear and said hello to the piano frog brought by Rumquat.
[N]: Are you Kurosawa
Qin Frog took off his hat and bowed slightly with a blank expression: [Boss]
Xia Shu: “!!”
Top hat, take it off?!
Although the correct way to wear a hat is to wear it on the head, Qinwa's black top hat is always pinned behind his back and not covering his forehead, just like the school uniform jacket of a certain discipline committee chairman or a son of God. No matter how windy or rainy it is, I remain unmoved.
Hojo Natsuki came up with an idea: "It turns out that it can be taken off. Let's try hiding the hat next time."
Now the identity of Prince Koto had to be kept secret from the ministers. Hojo Natsuki controlled the little dog and nodded nonchalantly: [Hmm]
He didn't say anything, and Rumquat and Qinwa didn't dare to speak, so the dog and two frogs remained silent all the way until they arrived at the funeral venue.
The funeral venue is decorated by the players themselves, just like the mini-game where you decorate your own room. You can choose any style of the funeral hall, coffin, portrait photo, and portrait frame.
Hojo Natsuki is quite creative. He had originally chosen a beautiful coffin for Jägermeister (with a pink Hello Kitty print, so bright), but when he saw that it would cost money, he canceled the plan immediately and kept everything simple... High-end funerals often only require the simplest coffin style, as long as the intention is conveyed.
As for the portrait photo, it is the portrait of Jagequa.
It was almost time, and the code name members arrived one after another.
Hojo Natsuki adjusted his sitting position and began to look for new employees for the Clover Plantation.
With 18 members, we should be able to find one or two undercover agents. It is not impossible to catch them and reveal their identities. Where is the best place to plant a plantation? Africa? Can clover survive in Africa's climate
As he wished, the first person to walk in was the traitor.
It was a panda, black and white in color, with a round head and a cute look.
The code name of the panda flashed by, it was called "Baijiu"; this name of the wine is in line with its ancestral home, which is very suitable.
Then things gradually became out of control.
The first one is the panda.
The second one is a dwarf horse.
The third one is a goat.
The fourth one is a squirrel.
Of the sixteen Frog Organization codename members currently present, eight are non-frog animals!!
On 8/16, 50% of the important members of the organization are traitors. If the dog Boss himself is included, the proportion is more than half. Is there really any hope for this frog organization
Hojo Natsuki was numb.
Before, he couldn't understand why the business simulation had to be so simple. In other games, players only had a shovel at the beginning, and getting rich depended on the players' hard work. However, in this atypical business simulation, players inherited a huge inheritance and a large organization at the beginning, with SSR cards given to them directly without having to draw them, and a capable second-in-command who let things take their course... The difficulty lies in the fact that the organization is full of thieves who are stealing from the company!
Then, Hojo Natsuki opened the [Contribution Value] list of the organization's construction, filtered out the code members, and set the time to within two years.
It is not surprising to find that the contribution value of these traitors ranks quite high.
Harder than a real frog.
Hojo Natsuki:.
Forget it, since I can make money, I can just turn a blind eye. You just want to steal the Silver Bullet secret recipe? I'll give it to you! And a delicious crab roe burger for free!
But the matter of the clover plantation must be put on the agenda. There is only one reserve employee at the moment, and we are really short of manpower. So we should start with the one with the lowest contribution value, and select slowly.
The lowest ranked person present is... the panda with the code name [White Wine].
Hojo Natsuki had an idea in mind, and controlled the puppy to walk into the Japanese-style room. Just after he spoke a few words to the familiar monk Black Bear, the puppy was frightened and fainted.
So fragile, it is still so fragile!
But a funeral cannot be without a monk, just like the West cannot be without Jerusalem. Hojo Natsuki turned the monk over and used him as a wooden fish, then scanned the members present and selected the lucky little frog.
He looked at the frog, but the frog turned its head away and didn't look at him.
He looked at Vermouth, who was already standing at the door, and took a step back.
He looked at Rumquat, who lowered his head silently.
It’s strange, they don’t seem to be very willing to be monks
"In that case." Amid everyone's silent prayers, Boss spoke up, "Let's become monks together, everyone."
Kurosawa Jin: “?”
Rum: “???”
Vermouth: “…”
other people:"… "
The boss placed a circle of cushions next to the fallen monk at a speed so fast that it was almost invisible.
"Sit down, don't be shy." Boss looked up and called Vermouth's name, "Why are you still standing there?"
Vermouth forced a smile and walked slowly toward the coffin along the aisle between the cushions, as if she was walking on an exceptionally long red carpet.
Everyone: “…”
This situation must have been started by the second-in-command Rum. He was the first to move and sit down nearby, while Vermouth glanced around and chose the cushion farthest from the monk's head. The others hesitated.
“Irish, Pisco…”
The boss called out code names one by one. The members who were called were like poor students who were asked to do exercises on the blackboard. They were disheartened, but they had to go forward anyway.
Soon, there were seven people sitting around the monk, and there was still one empty cushion.
"Shirley." Boss called the youngest member present, "Come here too."
Shirley stood up, walked with her short legs, and sat down in the last empty seat, secretly glancing at the adults.
Shirley didn't quite understand, but she felt that the adults' expressions were like those of Boss's parents, who had seen him. They were probably not in a good mood. She lowered her head and stared at the back of her hand motionlessly.
Then, the Boss handed the jianzhi (the stick for hitting the wooden fish) to Rum, who was closest to the monk's head.
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Rum had been through a lot, so he was able to calmly take over the monk's chair, close his eyes, and start to knock the wooden fish (monk's head) regularly.
"It's not good to go to a funeral empty-handed." Boss suddenly stood up and muttered to himself, "A farewell ceremony... do you usually need to give flowers?"
He walked towards the small door leading to the Japanese-style room. There was a rustling sound from inside. Everyone stared at the door, panicking, fearing that he would do something even more bizarre, like moving another monk out, doubling the wooden fish and doubling the merits - fortunately, the Boss only came out holding the lotus.
The members breathed a sigh of relief, at least the number of victims did not increase... But why is there a lotus here? !
The boss began to distribute lotus flowers to the codenamed members surrounding the monk. The lotus flowers were in bud, and were as big as two adult men's fists. Although they filled an entire arm's length, there were only six of them, and they were gone when they reached Kurosawa Zhen.
Kurosawa breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly.
"It's okay, I'll give you mine." Boss handed over the lotus generously.
Outside the screen, Hojo Natsuki nodded to himself, thinking: "Little Frog, Daddy won't let you envy other frogs, you have to have a lotus too!"
Kurosawa Jin: “…”
Kurosawa Jin didn't feel envious at all, his mind was full of thoughts about killing the person and running away. However, with so many people staring at him, he had no choice but to take the job. Then, like Rum, he closed his eyes, trying to keep his mind at peace by not seeing the evidence.
The scene became very strange at one point.
In a general Japanese funeral, the deceased's relatives and bereaved family sit in the front row, while friends and colleagues sit in the back row. Everyone present is a member of the organization. Some people have only heard of the name Jägermeister but have never seen him in person, so the order of seating is based purely on seniority.
Half of the people were called by the Boss to knock the monk, which made the already empty seats even more sparse. The remaining people were like floating ice on the sea, drifting in the room.
Sitting in the last row is a member named Baijiu.
Baijiu is a traitor.
He was from a certain unofficial intelligence agency in China. He had been infiltrating the organization for three years. Six years ago, he successfully got a code name. However, because the organization had done a good job of keeping secrets, he could only keep some evidence of the organization's crimes, but knew nothing about the information of other senior members.
This funeral, attended by many members, is an unprecedented opportunity.
Not only will you have the chance to see key members like Rum and Vermouth in person, you'll also be able to get close to the mysterious new Boss!
Baijiu was very excited, thinking that he had finally waited for this moment. He was also nervous, fearing that this was a one-way gathering, and that they were calling people in the name of a "funeral" just to liquidate the undercover agents.
The new boss's style is quite mysterious, even neurotic to the point of being hard to guess. For example, he changed the name of the organization to "Frog Organization"... Baijiu guessed that it was probably to cover up some heinous crime.
This time, you can meet the new boss and find out his depth.
There was a strict body search before entering the funeral, even down to the hair and fingernails. Baijiu didn't dare to make any small movements and obediently handed over all the communication devices.
Every step the undercover agent takes forward in the night is a gamble with his life.
If it was a Hongmen Banquet, he would bite the poison hidden in his teeth and give himself a quick death; if he could get out smoothly, he would tell the organization behind him all the information in detail. For six years, all this hesitation...
Until Baijiu saw Boss’s frog mask.
All thoughts stopped in an instant.
Liquor:"… "
How should I start the conversation when I hear that my boss is a frog
Will anyone really believe it if I pass it back
Baijiu watched expressionlessly as the members sitting next to the monk beat the wooden fish, closed their eyes, and held lotus flowers in their hands to pray for the deceased Jägermeister. His heart was as calm as the sad frog holding the lotus, so calm that his heart almost stopped beating.
What to do, the future is bleak...
Finally, the monk Kumamoto, who was surrounded by the code members, made a sound.
"Well… "
Monk, he's awake!
Kumamoto propped himself up dazedly, and turned around with great effort, turning himself over, facing up. Because he had been lying on his stomach for so long, his chest and nose were squeezed, and he was having a bit of trouble breathing. Not only that, but the back of his head also hurt.
Was he beaten
Kumamoto opened his eyes and saw a circle of men in black surrounding him, looking down at him. Their eyes were so cold and ruthless, and their expressions were equally grim and solemn, as if they were looking at a dead person.
(Tang Seng and his four disciples: Are you awake?).jpg
Kumamoto: “???”
Wasn't he here to preside over the funeral?! Why did he seem to be the main character of the funeral!!
Kumamoto was completely confused.
The frog man who frightened him fainted asked kindly: "You are awake, are you feeling okay?"
Kumamoto: “…”
How can it possibly get better
Hiss—the back of my head hurts!
"... I, I'm fine." Kumamoto's voice trembled. He sat up slowly and asked carefully, "Excuse me... What is this... ?"
—What are you doing!
The others kept silent, their eyes watched their noses and their noses watched their hearts.
Rum Bull
Zhi put it in his windbreaker pocket.
"Oh," said Boss, "it's a funeral."
“… I remember,” said Kumamoto.
"Now that you're awake, let's continue presiding over the funeral."
Boss took the lotus from Kurosawa Jin beside him and handed it to Kumamoto very naturally, "The ceremony is almost over. The next step is... um... the newlyweds throwing the bouquet. You are a monk, so you throw it."
Kumamoto was completely stunned: "...???"
He didn't dare to think deeply, nor was he able to think. Just being stared at by everyone and the frog head was enough to put him on the verge of fainting due to the psychological pressure.
Kumamoto took the bouquet dazedly, raised his arm and threw it towards the seat.
He knew that he was so frightened that he couldn't exert any force, but the flower seemed to be pushed in the air, flying straight across half of the Japanese-style room and falling into the arms of the code member in the last row.
After receiving the white wine from Lotus: “???”
He lowered his head, a look of confusion on his face, and then saw Boss stand up, fold his shoulders, lean against the coffin, and look at him in a very cool and young manner.
The boss chuckled, but what he said was chilling: "According to the rules, the person who receives the bouquet will be the protagonist of the next funeral."
The atmosphere froze, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Liquor:"… "
Baijiu was having trouble breathing and was about to pass out.
—Boss, does he already know...
(End of this chapter)