For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

If there was a mirror in front of me, I would have seen my face more colorful than an overturned paint pan.

"What happened?!" I hurriedly called back to Jiro, "Didn't he know who the mafia who greened him was? If he knew, then he would have been when I reported Dazai's situation to him. Why didn't you respond!"

Jiro also had a headache: "This is all an oolong, calm down, I will tell you slowly."

You know, I came to Yokohama to avenge my client's dead girlfriend, but Jiro said that his girlfriend didn't die at all, but that he had no face to come back to him after being dumped by the scumbag. The two cut off contact. It ended with hatred, from the beginning to the end, it was just a unilateral brain supplement of the client.

Some time ago, the two ran into each other at the same place by chance, and immediately released their suspicions, the husband and wife both returned their homes and explained everything clearly.

The mafia who deceived the woman's feelings back then died during the leading war, and there is no need for revenge at all.

I held my phone and didn't get back to my senses for a long time.

"The client knows that he is sorry for your hard work, so he will still pay the remuneration that should be paid," Jiro was extremely helpless. "How did you get the clues to Dazai Osamu in the first place?"

I recovered a little and replied, "Because I asked Zhongye a question."

Three years ago, Zhongyao was still in a state where he felt uncomfortable without scolding Dazai every day. I heard him mention this name every day, and when I was curious, I laughed casually. He stole it.

Who knows, he also replied, don't tell me, that guy's female relationship is really unexpected and abnormal.

I was stunned when I heard it, and quickly asked if there were any women who had shed tears for Dazai or something.

Zhong also asked indifferently, which one are you talking about?

Because of this, I started investigating Dazai Osamu and found out that he has the ability to cuckold people no matter what angle he looks at, so I...

"Do you think it's him?" Jiro over there didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and his words were still light, "Then come back, just as you can't do anything, we all miss you a lot."

I want, too.

I think so.

I think badly.

However, I just held the phone and didn't say a word for a long time.

"...I said, Koichito," Jiro suddenly said, "You don't like him, do you?"

"Fart!!!" I was emotionally exploded and screamed, "Impossible, he has no advantages except that he has a good brain, handsome waist, thin legs and long legs. Might like him!"

There was an eerie silence on the other end of the phone.

I covered my face, squatted on the ground, and calmed down after a long time: "In short, in short..."

In short, I haven't been able to come up with an ugly one for a long time.

And Jiro has already sighed the 50 years of his second half of his life: "Come back, we will help you find a solution for the next thing."

When the voice fell, he directly hung up the phone. There was no room for negotiation. I took down the phone and looked at the screen that had exited the call interface, not knowing what to do.

Tired of squatting, I simply sat on the cold dirty cement floor, leaning my back against the handrail. It was obviously something very embarrassing, but I didn't feel it at all.

I tilted my neck and closed my eyes, my mind was a mess...

After a while, the sound of the door being opened suddenly came from upstairs. I quickly stood up and patted the dust off my skirt. In a short while, five little devils came to me in a group.

"Sister Ito, we want to go downstairs to play." Saki smiled sweetly, as if asking for my permission.

"Go," I tried to hide my emotions and straightened her collar, "remember to come back early and don't run too far."

"Okay~"

After watching the children go away, I involuntarily tightened my grip on the phone.

It can only be done for them.

I turned upstairs, opened the door, kicked off my shoes, went into the bedroom, and started packing.

At dusk, the light in the room became a little dim, I put my small cipher box in my backpack, and turned to toss with the objects in another cabinet.

In the middle of the layers of documents, a small triangle was exposed, and I pulled it out, stunned.

That's a photo.

In the photo, the handsome young man had a bandage on his right eye, gauze on his left face, and put his elbows on the bar in a very handsome pose, but when he was dragged over and forced into the mirror, I was a fool. Dazed face.

The boy lowered his eyes, with a smile at the corners of his mouth, but his gaze that should have been looking at the camera fell diagonally downward, meeting mine.

The afterglow of the sunset covered the photos, leaving a layer of light, which brought my memory back to a long time ago...

‘Oh, you know my name before you introduce yourself, am I so famous? ’

"Would you like to cancel the mercenary agreement of Nagasawa Pharmaceutical Company and join my guerrilla team, Itoto~"

'If I don't shoot now, I always feel like there's nothing left to prove that we were together. ’

Unconsciously, it has been three years.

I picked up the photo and went to the kitchen, turned on the gas stove, and stretched out my arm.

The light blue flame outside the furnace licked the corner of the photo, and slowly, the photo began to become incomplete, the white smoke rose, and the temperature of the fingertips gradually became hot.

I turned off the gas stove, let go, and the fragile ashes floated to the floor and became garbage.

Goodbye, Osamu Dazai.

...

After packing my luggage, I went to the fourth floor to look for Yosano.

"Take care of the children?" Sitting on the office chair with Xie Ye, his face was puzzled, "Is that the five troublemakers you raised for your friends?"

"That's right," I handed her the envelope containing the living expenses, "I have to go back to my hometown in a hurry. If I can't come back in a short time, they will trouble you."

Yu Xeno did not refuse, she took the envelope and put it aside, looked at me and said, "You look very bad."

"I stayed up all night last night and only made up an hour of sleep today, I feel like I'm about to become an immortal..."

Fortunately, Luanbu went to assist the police to solve the case this morning and has not returned, otherwise he will definitely be exposed by him.

After I got my kids in order, I canceled the bank card and used another spare to buy the ticket.

When it was time for dinner, I heard the children scoffing and laughing in the stairwell, and I stepped into the elevator, staggering it.

In the past, I used to go to sleep when I got on the Shinkansen, but this time was different. I couldn't fall asleep looking at the scenery outside the window.

Actually, I have many reasons to stay.

But I can't stay, and if I don't run back to Hakata when Dazai can't get out, it will be very difficult for me to leave Yokohama.

After all, I only wanted to lie to him and kill him. If Dazai knew that he was beaten, I had approached him for other purposes from the very beginning...

With the fierce and resolute means of the other party, I will definitely be destroyed by human beings.

Leaving now can at least protect this last layer of window paper and give each other some respect.

After arriving in Hakata Ward, Fukuoka City, I walked towards Babylon with my backpack on.

It was late at night, but the neon lights in Hakata were still bright. I walked along the familiar street, and accidentally bumped into someone else when I was turning a corner.

"Well," I reflexively took a step back and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm not hurt, right?"

There were two men on the opposite side, one of them bumped into my hand and rubbed his shoulder: "Damn, don't you have eyes when you walk?!"

I frowned.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the man was on fire at that time. He was about to have a seizure, but his companion grabbed him and said, "Don't be extravagant, hurry up and deliver the goods."

He spoke in a low voice, but I could still hear him. The grumpy man spat directly on the ground: "You're lucky!"

He pulled up the suitcase that had fallen on the ground and rushed away from me. I didn't think something was right, so when they got a little further away, he immediately turned his eyes away—

The moment I saw the objects in the box, I was stunned.

There's a woman in the box!

The woman huddled in the narrow suitcase with her eyes closed, as if she had been drugged.

"Hey," I stopped them, "what organization are you from?"

"Huh?" The man pulling the suitcase turned his head and gave me a sideways glance impatiently, "Shut your fart—"

Two thumps sounded, and he and his companion received a heavy punch on the back of the head almost at the same time, and then fell to the ground and fainted.

I took the woman out of the suitcase, shoved the grumpy old man in, zipped it up, and walked away.

It's still during Babylon's business period, I pushed open the door, and Jiro's voice quickly sounded: "Welcome."

He's still checking the bottle with his back to me.

I laughed and said, "Boss, a glass of vegetable juice."

This voice was so familiar that Jiro paused for a moment, then turned his head quickly, and the moment he saw me, his face was filled with joy, but when his eyes fell on my arms, the joy froze for a second.

"Xiao Yiteng, this..." His whole face was contorted, "No matter how hungry you are, you can't be like this!"

I:"……"

In fact, I don't blame him. The main reason is that this girl is dressed too coolly, and she has a white suspender shirt all over her body, which can make people think about it just by looking at it.

"What are you talking about, my straight daughter," I put the **** the deck, and took off my coat to cover her, "she was drugged, and if I hadn't found out in time, she might have died."

"Really," Jiro left the bar and came here, looking at the beautiful girl sleeping on the deck, "You gave me such a big shock as soon as I came back."

"I was also taken aback. I didn't expect that after not coming back for several months, the folk customs of Hakata are still so simple, and you can meet human traffickers when you walk on the street."

"It's called unique~"

We chatted with you and me on the deck next to you, and by the way, put up a suspending sign outside.

On the surface, Fukuoka is a peaceful and peaceful city, but in reality it is a mixed bag of fish and dragons. Various killer organizations are dormant in it. Murder cases happen almost every once in a while. It is not uncommon for a girl from a good family to be drugged and then sold to death. I happened to meet by fate, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

After about half an hour, there was a murmur from the back seat.

"Are you awake?" I twisted my body and lay on the back of the deck, looking at the girl below, "How do you feel?"

As soon as the other party opened his eyes, he saw an unfamiliar bar. How could he be calm? He immediately screamed and stepped aside, slamming his back against the edge of the table.

"Help, help ah ah ah ah ah ah!" She didn't have time to cry out in pain, but her eyes widened and her pupils clenched, hurriedly rolled down from the booth, and ran towards the exit of the bar.

"Wait a minute!" I quickly turned over from the backrest, grabbed her wrist and stopped her, "Calm down, you're going to die just after I rescued you?"

Hearing this, the girl finally regained some reason. She turned her head to look at me, her voice trembling: "Wh, what saved you..."

"I taught two men who were rude on the road. I opened their suitcases and found you. I thought you should have been kidnapped, so I rescued you."

After I finished speaking, I let go of my hand, picked up the coat that fell on the ground, and handed it to her: "Introduction, my name is Hyuga Ito, and the handsome uncle next to me who is not interested in women is Tanaka Jiro, the owner of this bar. "

Jiro: "It's too rude, Ito, it should be Uncle Mei!"

"...You don't need to care about this detail!"

As a result, the atmosphere eased, and the girl who was so scared that she seemed to explode when she was poked finally calmed down. She clutched her jacket tightly and said cautiously, "My name is Lin Qiaomei, and I'm a Chinese student..."

Qiaomei didn't know why she was being targeted by human traffickers. From her point of view, she just lived a normal day.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, human traffickers, after all, only your appearance and value are important," Jiro raised his index finger and said, "It's too late now, let's rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Seeing him put his coat on his arm and push open the door of the bar in the next second, I hurriedly stopped and said, "Hey, what should she do if you leave?"

Jiro looked at me suspiciously: "Of course she lives with Xiao Yito, she is now being targeted by traffickers, people outside must be looking for her everywhere, and her personal safety index will drop to zero."

It makes sense, even every punctuation mark is impeccable.

"Good night, Xiao Yiteng, Qiaomei," he pushed open the door and left the house, and before closing it, he stuck his head out and said, "Remember to turn off the lights."

With a click, the door closed.

I turned my head and found that Lin Qiaomei was looking at me very innocently, with helplessness and begging in her eyes, her slender body wrapped in a loose coat, exactly the type who would be targeted by countless criminals as soon as she walked out the door .

I shook my head helplessly, turned off the light, took her hand and walked to the attic.