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Xia Jiang sat in front of the bar, drinking sparkling water sullenly.

When she was angry, her cheeks were bulging, like some kind of fish.

"Xiao Xiajiang, do you want to try drinking?" Dazai tapped his fingertips on the price list and asked: "Ice tea and other wines are delicious, sweet, and very suitable for girls. Mojito is also good. , should be in line with Xiao Xiajiang's taste."

Xia Jiang's eyes darkened, she turned her head to glance at Dazai, and said resentfully, "No, I will never drink Mojito again in my life."

Dazai suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised a finger, and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, when Xiao Xiajiang was drugged, he drank mojitos."

"..." Xia Jiang said, "You haven't forgotten at all, have you?"

Seeing Dazai's fluent answer, not only did he not forget it, but he deliberately brought it up.

Dazai smiled and said, "How could it be?"

There wasn't a word of truth out of this man's mouth.

It was Oda next to him, he was finally willing to put down his ice hockey wine, and walked into the conversation between Xia Jiang and Dazai.

The man with copper-colored hair had surprise in his eyes: "Prescribe | medicine?"

Xia Jiang didn't intend to answer his words, she lay back lazily, raised her hand and patted the bar lightly, and said, "Give me a cup of Long Island iced tea."

Oda dissuaded: "Girls are under the age, it is better not to try alcohol, Xia Jiang."

His voice was very calm, with no ups and downs, not persuasive at all.It's more like he's popularizing the legal system, and there's a sense of "you're supposed to do this, that's the right way to do it."

"Xiao Xiajiang was delirious at that time, and had a high fever, right?" Dazai was still adding fuel. "If it hadn't been for Zhong Ye to arrive in time, let alone make a great contribution, I don't even know if I can come back properly."

The bartender calmly wiped the glass with a towel, waiting for the three of them to come to a conclusion.

Xia Jiang turned a deaf ear to those two people's words, and pressed the table again: "Long Island Iced Tea."

Oda said: "Don't bring alcoholic drinks."

Xia Jiang looked sideways at Oda, with soft light shining in her sunny green eyes, and she asked, "What if I have to?"

Oda's eyes moved to her for a moment, then he quickly looked back, and he said, "There must be no other way."

After the words fell, the three of them fell into silence.

The only sound is the bartender's towel rubbing against the glass.

The silence is not uncomfortable, it is gentle and calm, and there is a feeling that time has been slowed down.

"Push."

A light, uncontrollable laugh broke the calm.

Oda turned to look.

My friend Dazai, still with his head down, was shaking the ice ball floating in the whiskey.There was a gentle broken light in his eyes, the movements of his hands were gentle, and he was doing boring things patiently.Dazai would often keep moving until the puck melted, then drink a mixture of ice water and whiskey, complaining that it was too bland.

It was not Dazai who laughed out loud, but the tea-haired girl next to Dazai.

The brown-haired girl slightly narrowed her eyes, and the light in the sun-green eyes flowed: "You are indeed a very interesting person, Mr. Oda."

Oda's hand on the wine glass froze for a moment.

For some reason, he always felt that when this girl who was as old as Dazai said these words, his fate was sentenced.

Dazai's voice brought him back to reality: "Look, let me just say, you'll like being friends with him."

"Whether you like it or not remains to be determined." Xia Jiang straightened up and picked up the sparkling water in his hand. "But today, I think, I can accept Oda-san's advice and not drink alcoholic beverages."

Dazai also raised his glass: "The atmosphere is just right, how about—"

Oda was silent for a moment, then picked up his own glass.

"Cheers, for a short one-day friendship."

The three glasses collided together, making a pleasant sound.

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When Xia Jiang returned to the port organization, it was already after ten o'clock.

When Xia Jiang and Dazai are paired together, they are twice as smart and have enough strength.The two of them easily packed up all the tasks, and returned to the headquarters early - the mission ended at ten o'clock in the evening, which was indeed early for the port organization.

The port organization has also worked very hard to deal with the recent chaos.

At ten o'clock in the evening, this organization that should survive in the dark really woke up, and the five buildings were brightly lit.

After Xia Jiang returned to the port organization, he was called away by an emergency operation before he had time to catch his breath.

The Port Mafia | Hand gangs have often clashed with other gangs in recent days. Countless people have been injured, and several of them have been seriously injured.The medical team has been so busy these days that the team leader can't take care of handovers, and the team's affairs are temporarily under the command of the deputy team leader.

As soon as Xia Jiang came back, he was arrested by the medical team.

"How is the hemoglobin?" Xia Jiang asked about the situation, and ran through the corridor in a white coat.

After about three hours, the operation was over.

Xia Jiang took off his surgical gown, returned to his medical room tiredly, opened the door and walked towards the indoor sink.She was so dazed that she didn't realize there was another person in the medical room until she squeezed the hand sanitizer into her palm.

Xia Jiang looked at the seat where he usually sat, his eyes were a little erratic: "Senior?"

Zhong also nodded and said, "I'm here to deliver something. I heard you're undergoing surgery, so I'm waiting here."

For some reason, Zhongye's face looked haggard, like a cabbage that has been trampled|ravaged by someone.

"The Hokkaido steamed buns given by the leader are delicious." Zhong also patted the box on the table, got up and was about to leave. "I still have work to do, so I'm leaving first."

Xia Jiang: "..."

To be honest, Zhongye's behavior is very contradictory.

He said he was busy with work, but he personally delivered the steamed buns and was still waiting for Xia Jiang's surgery in the medical room.He can obviously ask his subordinates to deliver it, or leave the steamed buns here and send her a message.

"Senior, wait a minute." Xia Jiang wiped off the water on his hands, and took out a box of chocolates from the drawer. "This is a return gift."

"Thank you, I'll go first." Zhong also tried to pretend to be calm, and walked out of the medical room with the chocolate.

He felt that if he didn't leave, he really couldn't pretend anymore.

Zhong also wanted to beat himself, he was obviously not good at acting, and he had to wait in the medical room for Xia Jiang to come back, wouldn't this be causing trouble for himself?

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In the chief's office on dozens of floors, the little blond girl was holding a rabbit doll and circling in front of the glass.

Two chairs were placed beside the small round table, and Ogai Mori and Osamu Dazai each occupied a seat.

On the table are steamed buns from Hokkaido.

There is also white tea brought back from China's tea town, which retains the original fragrance of the tea to the greatest extent.Drinking a cup of light but sweet tea, eating sweet steamed buns with stuffing, you can feel good just thinking about it.

"Boss, are you in love with steamed buns?"

"Dazai-kun, white silver needles and Hokkaido steamed buns go well together." Mori Ogai pinched the cup with his fingertips. "Don't you like this kind of snack very much, Dazai-kun?"

"If you prepare a good bottle of wine, I will really like the mantou." Dazai took a sip of the white tea and immediately put down the cup.

Dazai knows tea, but he doesn't like tea.

Mori Ogai said: "Dazai-kun, a good boy can't drink at the age of 17?"

Dazai retorted lightly: "A good boy won't become a mafia cadre at the age of 17."

"Then, bad boy Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai changed the subject very suddenly: "Dazai-kun, what kind of person do you think Natsue-kun is?"

But this was not at all sudden to Dazai.

He was already prepared.

The young man raised his head calmly, without the slightest wave in his iris eyes, and said, "We've discussed this issue many times, right? Leader, aren't you tired of it?"

Osamu Dazai repeated his previous answer.

"Gen Xia Jiang cannot be trusted. She is smart and good at acting. She is a big puppet bear stuffed full of black cotton." Dazai said: "She is not a good thing. The port organization is still in peace because There is also Zhongye."

Among the port organizations, only Zhongye in the Central Plains can suppress Xia Jiang in terms of strength.

"Since it is so certain that Xia Jiang-kun is not a good person, and you know the importance of Chuya-kun to the organization, why would Dazai-kun do such a thing?" Mori Ogai handed over the tablet.

The page on the tablet screen happened to be on the chat history - the text message sent by "Xiajiang" to Chuya, and the conversation between Chuya and Dazai around this text message.

Mori Ogai monitored Xia Jiang's phone number.

After seeing that text message, he went to call up Chuya's text message records, and dragged Dazai out of it.Of course, when doing this, Mori Ogai was already suspecting that the confession text message was sent by Dazai.

Mori Ogai said: "Dazai-kun, you should like Xia Jiang-kun very much, right?"

The boy with dark brown hair avoided answering the previous question. He said, "How could I not like such a beautiful girl with full of personality?"

But Mori Ogai is also very good at dealing with Dazai.

He brought the topic back again: "Then why do you still push people to Mr. Zhongye?"

"Of course I wanted to be fancy, but I was hit by a wall, and I was in bad luck." Dazai said in a joking tone: "This is very interesting, leader. You and Miss Hongye have been teasing, and you also want to see the joke of that little dwarf. ?”

Hearing this, Mori Ogai smiled, and there was a hint of admiration in his voice: "It's still as bad as ever, Dazai-kun."

"This is what you started first, vile lord." Dazai closed the box containing the steamed buns, and carried the whole box into his arms.

Mori Ogai asked, "Oh, what do you mean, Dazai-kun?"

"Although I played with Chuya, I don't intend to give him up, at least until I have had enough fun." Dazai stood up holding the box, turned and walked out the door. "So, please lend me his Hokkaido steamed buns, the leader who is concerned about my feelings."

Mori Ogai's voice was also left behind: "Oh, it's nice to be young, don't you think so? Little Alice~"

The moment the door to the chief's room closed.

Dazai outside the door and Mori Ogai inside the door, they unanimously dropped their smiles, their faces sinking into the ice.