Hong Kong and Black Undercover Ayanokoji's Handbook of Tool Man

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The Beatles, Pillow, Neroli

It didn't rain much in Yokohama, but there were some puddles on the ground.

The car was parked on the side of the street, Guangjin Liulang didn't intend to get out of the car, he looked calm and relaxed, as if he had been called the driver not once or twice in the middle of the night, so he also knew where he should park.Seeing that Ayanokōji didn't want to ask anything, and Hirotsu Yanagi didn't say anything, he just played the night radio——

It belongs to the Beatles.

In the 70s and [-]s in Japan, it was the Showa period of the Westernization of the whole people and the Beatles frenzy. Hirotsu Yanagi was born and raised in that era. Hearing this song is inexplicably nostalgic.

"It's not a pop song, doesn't it matter?"

Ayanokōji, who was suddenly accosted, came back to his senses and said: "Yes, it's okay. I also listen to the songs of the Beatles, they are very famous." There is even a word "beatlemania" for them, and the Beatles are "beatle ", followed by "mania", is the meaning of the Beatles frenzy.

Guangjin Liulang became interested and said, "What have you heard?"

"The more famous and this one."

"Do you know this song?" Hirotsu Yanagi seemed interested in listening to songs like Ayanokōji that have been around for a long time, so he turned around and asked him, "Then do you know how to sing?"

"..." Ayanokouji, who was sitting in the back seat and could only distinguish people by streetlights, tapped the beat with his fingers and began to sing along.

yesterday

love was such an easy game to play

nowineedaplacetohideaway

……

Guangjin Liulang never thought that one day such lyrics would become a proverb. Now it is just that when he hears young people singing, it is as natural as speaking, but there is a melody, as if there is someone behind him. It's like he's playing music.Probably because of his relatively restrained personality, Ayanokoji lowered his tone when he sang.

In order to hear more clearly, Guangjin Liulang subconsciously turned off the radio first.

And Ayanokouji's voice also stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Guangjin Liulang wanted to hear a few more words.

"I can only speak a few words." Ling Xiaolu's dark golden pupil looked at Guangjin Liulang.

I don't know if it's true or not, but Guangjin Liulang knew that he didn't want to sing anymore.So he couldn't help crying and laughing, and then continued to praise encouragingly: "Actually, you sing very well."

Ayanokouji shook his head slightly.

At this time, the car window was knocked on.Realizing that Dazai might have arrived, Hirotsu Yanagi pressed the button to unlock the car.However, when the door opened, the two people in the car were subconsciously startled.

For Hirotsu Yanagi, he originally thought that knocking on his driver's window was just for Dazai Osamu to remind him.But Hirotsu didn't think that he opened the back seat directly.Moreover, Osamu Dazai was obviously drunk.According to his usual habit——

Ayanokōji, who was sitting in the back seat, was obviously taken aback by the person rushing towards him. Although his face was not visible, he was holding the back of the car with both hands and the door handle, as if planning to leave the scene at any time.It's just that he was directly pulled by the waist by someone who was drunk.

Guangjin Liulang and Ayanokoji looked at each other at the same time: "..."

Over there with his eyes closed, Osamu Dazai, who was already drunk, muttered, "Mr. Hirotsu, when did you buy the pillow, it fits just right..."

"...I'll move to the front seat."

Ayanokouji didn't even want to lift the head up.Hirotsu Yanagi looked at Ayanokōji and lifted Dazai Osamu's hair like a belt without hesitation.

Osamu Dazai frowned just an inch away from Ayanokouji's thigh and said, "It hurts, it hurts——"

"Well, how about..." Hirotsu Yanagi looked at Dazai Osamu's face against Ayanokouji's abdomen, and thought, if Dazai Osamu was woken up, Dazai would probably pull his gun and kill someone if he realized the situation.So, Guangjin Liulang swallowed his saliva and said, "Why don't you, Ayanokōji-kun, bear with it?"

Before Ayanokōji could react, he saw Hirotsu get out of the car and helped close the door that Osamu Dazai hadn't closed.Finally, when the ray of light from the outside world disappeared, Ayanokouji's heart also "thumped".

"...Can't we wake up Dazai-san?"

"I can't wake up."

If he is drinking with other people or by himself, Osamu Dazai may pretend to be drunk; however, if he is drinking with his drinking buddies, he will enjoy himself more, so he needs someone to pick him up.Of course, I would occasionally lie down on the side of the road, but today's weather is relatively bad, even a suicidal man like Mr. Dazai would not want to die on the wet, damp street.

"It just doesn't feel refreshing enough."

Dazai said so.

"I'll just hit a few times and try."

Ayanokōji was determined to wake up the drunk man, and slapped Dazai's face directly with his palm.The sound was so crisp and powerful that Guangjin Liulang felt his flesh ache when he heard the sound.In such an obscure darkness, he somehow felt that he saw Dazai's face turning red and swollen.Of course, it could also be related to older age.

"Don't hit too hard, what if you can't explain why he got the injury on his face tomorrow?" Hirotsu saw that Ayanokōji wanted to persevere, so he quickly grabbed his hand. "We'll just send Mr. Dazai back to his residence."

"Okay, I see."

It was impossible to hear Ayanokōji's mood in this answer, but Hirotsu could hear the waves in his voice.In order to let Ayanokoji relax, Hirotsu turned on the night radio again, and it was still the Beatles song.

The soft and warm voice flows out slowly along with the melody.

The back seat was much quieter, so Liulang Guangjin looked in the rearview mirror and saw an extra photo in Ayanokoji's hand.

"what is that?"

"Mr. Dazai fell out of his pocket." Ayanokōji rested his hands on Dazai Osamu to prevent his hot head from sticking to his body, while looking at the photo calmly, "In the bar, the photo of him drinking with two other people .He wasn't looking at the camera."

Guangjin Liulang said: "That's Mr. Dazai's drinking buddy."

"Um……"

In the photo, Osamu Dazai just lowered his eyelids, unlike the other two Ango Sakaguchi and Sakunosuke Oda who were looking at the camera, as if listening to music, with an expression of enjoying the moment quietly.

That's a rare expression.

After looking through it, Ayanokōji put the photo back into Osamu Dazai's pocket.It was only halfway through, when Osamu Dazai laughed unpreparedly, was taken aback by his hand movements, and looked at Hirotsu Yanagi as if asking for help.

"..."

Why are you suddenly scared when you are harmless?

Guangjin Liulang pretended not to see it.

Osamu Dazai's residence changes from time to time because he wants to avoid the assassination of his enemies. Sometimes it is a landmark hotel, and sometimes it is a small apartment in a residential area.Since Hirotsu is a senior, the job of transporting Osamu Dazai fell on Ayanokōji.

Ayanokouji carried Osamu Dazai on his shoulders like carrying a sandbag.

"Oh, the strength is quite good." Guangjin Liulang boasted.

"Please lead the way, Mr. Hirotsu. Mr. Dazai smells very strong."

"Does the wine stink?" Guangjin Liulang didn't smell this smell, and thought to himself that it might be that Ayanokouji is still young and not used to the smell of wine, but it can't be considered smelly, right?

"...No, Dazai-san smells like blood. I don't like the smell."

Hirotsu Liulang didn't know whether it was because his nose was not as sensitive as when he was young, or because Ayanokouji was too sensitive to smell, anyway, he could only smell the unique faint spice smell brought out by rye vodka.

But I don't like the smell of blood, so what should I do in the future?Wearing a gas mask?

Guangjin Liulang was worried, and said with an unconsciously strong tone: "You will do missions in the future, and you will see many scenes of blood, so it's up to you to say whether you like it or not." The knife was given to someone else.

"I don't want to kill myself."

As soon as Ayanokōji, who led Dazai Osamu upstairs, said this, Hirotsu Yanagi subconsciously turned his head to look at the boy.At this moment, the young man was covered with moonlight, and his dark golden pupils were as clear and firm as a mirror.Guangjin believed that no matter what he said at the moment, he could not shake his mind.

Guangjin Liulang shook his head and sighed: "You are not suitable for gangsters, Ayanokouji-kun. If you go to the battlefield with this kind of thinking, no one will save you."

Guangjin Liulang is not saying that killing people is right or good.However, in any job position, all they need to do is do it.Pastoralists will not give up killing their cattle and sheep just because they have raised them.This is their way of life.

Hong Kong and black also have their own way of survival.

"..."

Ayanokouji fell silent.

Guangjin Liulang was about to say something to enlighten him, but Ayanokōji said: "Mr. Guangjin, you are a good person. But I don't think that survival in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang can only be done by force."

Hirotsu Yanagi thought of his secretary Fusuke Takasu, his intelligence officer Ango Sakaguchi, and Oda Sakunosuke, another friend of Osamu Dazai's Hong Kong gangster.

Indeed, there is not only one way to survive in Hong Kong and black, but living in Hong Kong and black, there must be a moment to pick up the gun, maybe to protect yourself or to protect others.

"May I ask, why didn't you kill someone?"

Because of Hirotsu's patience, Ayanokōji lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "As long as they are born, their lives are free and they all need to be respected. Whether they are good people or bad people, they should be treated like this .I live with that in mind.”

As soon as the words were finished, Hirotsu sighed.In his line of work, he has also seen many people who were unwilling to kill people at first, but were forced to take the road of killing not long afterward.Hearing Ayanokouji say that, Hirotsu always felt that he had seen the future of Ayanokouji shooting numbly, so he just said lightly: "You are really a soft-hearted person."

Ayanokōji realized that Hirotsu was unwilling to continue this topic, so she didn't respond to this sentence.

After sending Dazai away, Hirotsu also sent Ayanokōji back to the house, and told him to go to bed early, and he also went to bed early.

Before going to work the next day, Hirotsu received a very depressed call from Osamu Dazai.

"Mr. Hirotsu, what happened to me last night? My face was swollen?"

"...No, I don't know, it was already swollen when you came."

Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention to Hirotsu's stuttering, and touched his face and said, "Maybe he was beaten because he dumped some beautiful woman in the bar?" Because Osamu Dazai has a good appearance, he is often welcomed by many women in the bar. Getting into disputes is also conceivable.

It's nice to be smart, you can find the answer for yourself.

Guangjin Liulang breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to end the call when Dazai's voice sounded again: "Did you put any pillows in the car last night? It smelled good. Did you wear any brand of perfume? Did you find out?" give it to me."

Speaking of pillows, Hirotsu immediately thought of Ayanokōji Kiyotaka.

But perfume, he has no concept at all.

"I don't have perfume."

"It smells like orange blossom... If there is no perfume, could it be the perfume of some beautiful woman in the bar?" Osamu Dazai recalled while applying an ice pillow to his face, "I may be drunk."

"Well, drink less next time."

"There's no reason to drink less with them, tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Hirotsu really doesn't understand." Osamu Dazai shook his head and said, "And—"

Don't find out that Ayanokoji is also in the car, and it's being used as a pillow, don't!

"I forgot what we were going to do today."

"... Mr. Dazai!"

Why do you have a bad memory when it comes to work?

You don't want to work!!