Uchiha Sea King Rollover Record

"Chuya, come back right now! I have a bad feeling..."

Ango Sakaguchi led a unit to maintain law and order.

After meeting and negotiating with Mori Ogai in the early hours of the morning, he has completely exposed his identity and returned to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

He was responsible for most of the things this time, so the higher-ups completely disregarded that he had stayed up all night and worked for eleven days before, and immediately asked him to take people to maintain a little law and order in Yokohama.

Of course, it is not for him to intervene in the war of the three major organizations, but to see that they will not cause too much harm to the ordinary residents of Yokohama, and try to keep the damage to a minimum.

"Really, it's easy to say, and give me a little consideration of the difficulty of carrying out the matter, bastard!" Sakaguchi Ango straightened his crooked glasses.

His calm expression cracked instantly when he saw a familiar figure around the corner.

"Odasaku! Why are you here?!" Sakaguchi Yasugo lost his voice. He even directly revealed the familiar relationship between the two regardless of the occasion, and even forgot to say the honorifics that slanderers would bring.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at him, he didn't seem very surprised that he was on the side of the official organization, he just nodded his head as a greeting, and then said lightly: "It's Ango, this time I was ordered by the leader to lead the port Mafia to attack this time. enemies are destroyed."

Ango Sakaguchi was cold all over: "No, it's not the problem. At this time, you are not by Kai's side?!"

Umi is the most dangerous bait this time, but Odasaku is not by his side? !

Oda Sakunosuke was also stunned, frowned and said in confusion: "Umi is with the leader, it won't be..."

"Dingling~" Oda Sakunosuke's cell phone rang.

"Dazai?" He answered the phone suspiciously, his face darkened visible to the naked eye.

The speed of life and death arrived under the building of Mafia in the port, and half of the life of the man in black suit and sunglasses driving was lost.

When Osamu Dazai finally put away his gun and strode away, he collapsed on the seat like mud.

what happened?What made Dazai-sama show such an expression?It's almost as if it's important to lose something...

"Slap!" The black suit slapped himself on the face, he must be out of his mind!Obviously being threatened with a gun!In the end, he even sympathized with the other party? !

Osamu Dazai had never felt that the road to the top of the Mafia building in the port was so long, and the elevator was extremely slow.

Osamu Dazai opened the door of the leader's office and spoke quickly: "Boss, the matter on the demon Fyodor's side has almost been dealt with, and now I am applying to lead a few teams to support the sea side, he... "

Dazai Osamu's barely maintained calmness and words were stuck, he looked at the piece of paper in Mori Ogai's hand and fell silent.

All speculations confirmed.

Mori Ogai put down the license to open the business with special abilities in his hand, and showed an innocent smile to Dazai Osamu: "Dazai-kun, the demon Fyodor is not over yet, go back now."

Osamu Dazai asked, "Why did Mr. Mori make such a decision? Doesn't Mr. Mori like Ah Hai?"

Mori Ogai tilted his head, looked distressed, and finally sighed: "I like it, but personal feelings must be separated from the leader's responsibility. This is the most basic principle of being a leader."

"Also, Hai-kun won't die, it just hurts a little, so you're used to Hai-kun, right? In the end, Oda-kun will bring his body back." Mori Ogai smiled.

Osamu Dazai was completely disappointed, he didn't say any more, and turned around directly.

"Dazai-kun, don't go." Mori Ogai said, his voice suddenly turned cold.

Osamu Dazai did not stop.

Several people suddenly appeared in the room, and they pointed their guns at Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai-kun, I told you not to go, are you going to disobey the leader's order?" Mori Ogai's voice sounded serious.

Osamu Dazai finally stopped, he turned his head and glanced at the man sitting in the leader's seat.

"Mr. Sen once said that the two of us are very similar, right? I used to doubt it, but now it seems that we are still different." He said blankly.

Osamu Dazai left directly, and Mori Ogai did not let anyone shoot at the end.

After the figure of the black-haired boy disappeared, Ogai Mori waved the others to retreat. He wanted to seek comfort from Alice, but was rejected.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the bustling Yokohama.

That's it, he did nothing wrong.

After this incident is over, what he got was the friendship of the Pengo Li family, who will take over most of the resources of the black organization, obtain a license to open the supernatural power, make the port Mafia stronger, and make Yokohama more stable .

The price, at most, is the departure of Dazai Osamu, Oda Sakunosuke, and Sakaguchi Ango.

Even if Kai dies accidentally, he will be resurrected and return to the port of Mafia without any danger.

Chuya might be a little irritated, but it's okay because there's Kai to soothe her.

Maybe Dazai won't leave in the end. After all, that child is more emotional than he imagined. Will he really leave the port Mafia and leave the sea because of a gap with him?

So, getting so many benefits at such a small price is simply the optimal solution, isn't it?

It is indeed a trap.

But not the trap of the Black Organization.

When Uchiha Kai saw the purple-eyed boy in the white hat, several fragments flashed in his mind instantly.

Edogawa Ranpo said with a serious face: "Be careful of the devil Fyodor."

Ten years later in the parallel world, Chuya hugged him tightly and said, "I didn't let you out to let you escape and be killed. I still can't find your head..."

"Ah, we met again, Haijun." Fyodor smiled, looking like an ordinary sick and beautiful boy, if he ignored the corpses on the ground.

There was also a young boy standing beside him, dressed in flamboyant clothes, whether it was a clown or a magician, one eye was blocked by a playing card, and the other eye pierced by a scar was bent, showing a very gentle and polite smile.