The Second Generation of Hong Kong and Black Heroes

"Oda Tsukuru! Don't go!" Dazai Osamu hurried over after receiving the news. He knew very well what Oda Tsukuru would do next, but he didn't want to see such a result.

"Even if I go, I can't change the established reality, can I?" Odasaku didn't stop, and continued to load the magazine and check the pistol.

The children are gone, and he is the only one left, so what's the point of him staying?

Gide's goal has been achieved, he has become the same type of person as them, a walking dead, his purpose now is only revenge.

Seeing his posture like this, Osamu Dazai couldn't maintain his usual calmness, he couldn't help showing a begging expression, and shouted to him: "But as long as you continue to live, maybe someday you will find new hope, no, There will definitely be!"

People like him are trying to find a reason to live. If it is Oda Saku, he will definitely be able to find it.

——Hope for good things to happen, and rely on others a little bit.

Odasaku loaded all the bullets, put the gun in the holster at last, stood up straight, and closed his eyes.

"There won't be, my hopes have been dashed, unless they can be brought back to life."

"Odasaku!" Dazai Osamu reached out and tried to grab Odasaku who was leaving, but he missed, and Odasaku didn't look back.

Osamu Dazai felt a strong sense of defeat.

Why did things become the way they are now, and what should he do!

Are you going to ask Mori Ogai for support?Will he agree?He just had a secret meeting with the Supernatural Secret Service Division, what exactly did he talk about?Is the mastermind behind the scenes this time really the Supernatural Secret Service?

Osamu Dazai's thoughts were chaotic, but also very clear.

If things were not as he reasoned, what information was left out by him?

In any case, the most important thing now is to get someone to help quickly, and Odasaku must not be allowed to die, even if it is his wish!

Osamu Dazai made up his mind and decided to meet Mori Ogai, but at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

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Mori Ogai sat behind the desk, waiting for the expected person to arrive.

A moment later, the door of the office was pushed open, Osamu Dazai in a black coat approached quickly, and the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth curled up.

"Dazai-kun, it's rare that you came to the office on your own initiative. Do you have something important to report? If it's about Xiaozhen, you can rest assured that he should be safe now."

"Boss, you know why I came to you." Osamu Dazai went straight to the point, "I want to attack the mimic headquarters, please let me organize a 'cadre' level team."

"Is that so? Okay, I approve." Mori Ogai had a familiar faint smile on his face, "Dazai-kun wants to save Oda-kun, right? Is it necessary? Is he willing?"

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes glowed red, and his cold gaze fell on Mori Ogai.

The latter's expression remained unchanged, but he slowly put the black envelope in his hand on the table, allowing Osamu Dazai to see the gilded characters on it clearly.

"I see, huh..." Osamu Dazai laughed mockingly, his face turned pale, and he turned his back to Mori Ogai, "Change your request, I'm going to Odasaku's side now, please approve it, leader. "

After finishing speaking, he walked straight towards the door without waiting for him to reply.

Mori Ogai just smiled and looked at his back.

He didn't need to stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

Even if Osamu Dazai rushes away now, it won't change the situation where Oda Saku and mimic died together.

After three years of planning, today he finally maximized the benefits, minimized the losses, and got a pleasant surprise.

This game, he won.

Mori Ogai walked to the glass wall and looked at the scene of Yokohama again. This is the home of the port mafia. Starting today, the port mafia can completely control the "night".

Not long after, before the afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, he received the news that the mimic force had all been wiped out, and Oda Sakunosuke died in battle.

At the last moment, Dazai Osamu was guarding Oda Saku's side, and now Dazai Osamu does not allow anyone to approach that place, it seems that he wants to make a final decision himself.

"Let him alone, the mimic has been left to him to handle."

Ogai Mori felt that he still underestimated the importance of Oda Saku to Osamu Dazai, and he could actually make Osamu Dazai show such a human side.

It's just that this special person has disappeared now, so next, he must prepare to deal with his student's revenge.

Mori Ogai thought so, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

——Life is still very interesting.

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Two weeks later, looking at the messy damage reports on the desktop, Mori Ogai lacked interest, and even had doubts and puzzlements in his eyes.

"Boss, Mr. Osamu Dazai, one of the five cadres, has been missing for two weeks. Now is the time to hold a cadre meeting and decide on the next 'five cadres'."

"Well, there's no rush." ​​After a while, he said, "Ask if Xiaozhen is free. If you are free, come and see me."

"Yes."

After his subordinates left, Mori Ogai stood by the window for a long time, until the afterglow of the setting sun completely disappeared and the light of the moon became dominant, finally there was a sound from the door.

"You came."

Mori Ogai didn't look back, and Kirishima Yanzhen approached slowly: "Uncle Mori, I heard you were looking for me."

He unceremoniously sat on a chair beside him, touched the tea that was still warm, poured himself a cup, and took a sip.

"Uncle Sen, this black tea is not bad, it's delicious!"

Mori Ogai came over, sat on the chair on the other side of the coffee table, and said, "If it tastes good, take some back and let Chuya-kun taste it."

"Okay, but Brother Chuya doesn't drink tea, you have a bar here, Uncle Mori."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "That depends on your answer."

Kirishima Yanzhen curled his lips: "Okay, let's get down to business."

"What do you think of your teacher?" Mori Ogai looked into his eyes.

"You mean to say that Mr. Dazai defected, do I know?" Kirishima Yanma blinked, "I know, isn't it obvious? Besides defecting, his disappearance could also be because he was killed by..."

"Well, Xiaozhen is right." Mori Ogai echoed, "So is Xiaozhen interested in taking over the position of your teacher? If it is you, you can definitely do better than him and prove that you are better than him."

"What do I want to prove? The scourge is gone. It's too late for me to be happy. Why bother yourself? Uncle Sen, don't just want me to play with you just because you're bored. Ugly refuse."

The two of them knew what was going on in their hearts, so it was meaningless to try it out, as long as they didn't say it clearly, then everyone could figure it out for themselves.

But Mori Ogai did not intend to end the topic like this.

"Speaking of which, you were taken away by the Supernatural Secret Service before. How is the situation? Did they find out anything?"

Kirishima Yanzhen paused, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the old fox's 'rampant and provocative' smile, which was very meaningful.

Sure enough, Mori Ogai has a comprehensive grasp of the actions of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, so the fact that he was arrested this time should be within his expectations.

The purpose of what he said before was really to make him stay.

His purpose is about the same as that of the Supernatural Secret Service, to determine his identity, but now...how sure is he?

Kirishima Yanshin put down his cup, frowning with a worried look on his face.

"Uncle Sen, didn't you know that they were going to take hostages to negotiate with you, so you sold me to prevent Alice from being caught?"

Mori Ogai: ……………

He ignored Kirishima Yanzhen's answer, and continued on his own: "Since they released you, they probably haven't found anything. It seems that the Ministry of Internal Affairs' intelligence network is still a bit weak."

Seeing that Kotoko Kirishima's face remained unchanged, but he didn't answer, Mori Ogai said again: "At the beginning, AFO's forces tried to infiltrate Yokohama and were sent to the army. Makoto, do you think he was unlucky?"

Kirishima Genshin's smile was restrained this time, and he stared fixedly at Mori Ogai for a long while.

"When did you suspect it?"

"From the very beginning, the timing of your appearance is too coincidental." Now that he has explained it openly, Mori Ogai no longer plays riddles, "I used to be a doctor... Ah no, I am now."

The former Mori Ogai was a well-known doctor on the dark side before he got rid of the former leader and came to power. His fame is not limited to Yokohama.

But in the end, among many organizations, he chose the Port Mafia and Yokohama.

"Are you involved?" Kirishima Yanma stared at him.

"No, I can't get along with AFO, and I didn't let him find me. But I have a channel to know AFO's information." He glanced at Kirishima Yanma, "So I also know that he set up a special experiment."

Kirishima Yanshin's eyes moved slightly.

"Actually, I was just skeptical. Your performance was so good that I couldn't find any flaws. If it wasn't for the fact that the Supernatural Secret Service's attention to you caught my attention, I would have given up on this suspicion. The Supernatural Secret Service over there With intelligence that I don't know, they suspect that you will definitely not be without evidence."

"Then didn't they let me come back?"

"No, as long as their suspicions are consistent with what I think, you have already proved your identity. What AFO is going to do will definitely be carried out to the end, so I guess he used a special method on you, only using ordinary Your blood test cannot identify you, what do you say?"

Kirishima Yanshin looked at Mori Ogai calmly, the two were relatively speechless.

After a while, the young boy pursed his lips in displeasure, and looked away: "Since you already knew, why didn't you come to me until today?"

He sued Mori Ogai angrily, and angrily picked up the whole pot of tea and refused to give it to Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai smiled and said affirmatively, "You helped Dazai-kun."

"Uncle Mori, you want to say that I helped Mr. Dazai defect? ​​You have wronged me. I really don't know where he is."

Mori Ogai waited for him to finish, shook his head and repeated: "You really helped Osamu Dazai."

Although he didn't know what method he used.

The eyes of the two collided fiercely in the air again, the air was quiet and silent, and time passed quietly on tiptoe, as if they did not dare to disturb the two people who were in an abnormal atmosphere.

After a long time, Kirishima Genshin said, "Conditions?"

"Join the port mafia."

"another."

"It's just a change of status, and the treatment is negotiable. I think Mr. Zhongye will be happy."

Kirishima Genshin: ………

"you win."