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The surprise at that moment made Osamu Dazai stunned for a while before he could react.

Holding the phone and walking to the side where no one was around, he said to Mori Ogai on the other side of the phone: "I remember letting Jungang come back from the United States, right? Mr. Mori is really determined to squeeze out the value of his subordinates."

Mori Ogai defended himself: "If Ryo-kun is not willing, I can't force the task on him, don't you think so, Dazai-kun?"

Although he couldn't see it from the other side, Osamu Dazai still had a helpless expression on his face, "So you asked him to investigate the people behind the 'resurrection'?"

"Oh? Do you know everything?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at the members of the hostile organization who were thrown all over the ground by Chuya Nakahara, and said in a flat tone: "Mr. Mori, you said that if someone quietly killed me without attracting attention, and then changed into Be like me, and go back to the port mafia as if nothing happened... what interesting things will happen?"

Mori Ogai let out a "huh" and said without hesitation, "Maybe Chuya-kun's brains will be knocked out, right?"

Osamu Dazai's face turned black suddenly, "Ah, although it's not me, but thinking of him dying with a face exactly like mine, I feel super-disgusting, this way of dying is not refreshing at all... ..."

Mori Ogai laughed twice.

"It seems that you have come to a conclusion." Mori Ogai changed the topic, "Although there are some guesses, but some recent things are indeed made by the same group of people."

Osamu Dazai muttered softly, "That guy seems to be looking for something in Yokohama."

There is a crystal ball for remote monitoring, and it is possible to disguise itself as someone else and sneak into various places... These are superpowers that are very convenient for gathering information.

On this point, Mori Ogai obviously agrees.

"Then what do you think?" Mori Ogai asked naturally.

Osamu Dazai sighed, "If you know, you can take the things as your own in advance, and let the other party come to the door by themselves, wouldn't it be enough? Do you need to be so troublesome like now? You know that the rats in the sewer are very good at hiding." .”

Mori Ogai laughed: "Really? There are also things that Dazai-kun doesn't know."

"Did I open my eyes or take the script..." Osamu Dazai rubbed his hair, very speechless, "I'm just an ordinary boy who wants to commit suicide successfully, Mr. Mori thinks too highly of me, right? "

"Haha, you're too humble, Dazai-kun."

After hanging up the phone, Mori Ogai rested his chin on one hand, flexibly played with the scalpel that cut off the former leader with the other hand, immersed in his own thoughts.

Apparently, they had different opinions on the "thing" the other was looking for.

But... there is no need to disclose this to the other party.

Before Osamu Dazai didn't understand why Mori Ogai asked him to catch the soldiers here, but asked Hagizawa, who had just returned from the United States, to deal with the people behind the scenes.

From this point of view, Hagizawa Joe is also one of the "things" that guy is looking for.

But why?

It seems that Mr. Mori and that brat still hide a lot of secrets...

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai sighed faintly after putting away the phone, "It's really troublesome."

Hungry jackals came outside the house, and hibernating poisonous snakes were found in the house. Internal and external troubles were really a headache.

Ahhh, as expected, it would be better to die. Where can I jump into the river after I go back today so that the dwarf and his subordinates will not find me...

"Hey——! Bastard Dazai! Don't let me be lazy here! And this time, you don't want to throw your mission report to me to write, give me a little bit, hey!!!"

Osamu Dazai turned his head dejectedly, Nakahara Nakahara, who was originally impatient, smacked his lips immediately, frowned, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah, thinking about the slimy slugs like Chuya in this boring world, I feel that life is so hopeless, I really want to die, I want to die, I really want to die..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Two very obvious blue veins popped out of his forehead. He grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar and roared viciously, "Bastard mackerel! If you want to die, I'll give you my life!"

Dazai Osamu didn't show any panic on his face, instead he let out a disdainful "tss", as if he disliked him for only speaking harshly and not actually doing anything, "You say that every time, but Chuya, you let me simply Die cleanly!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also choked suddenly, and the veins on his neck burst out of anger.

Because he couldn't refute it, what Osamu Dazai said was the truth.Even Zhong Yuanzhong can't wait to crush this person to death... In short, he can publish a series of "350 Six Ways of Death of Mackerel", but he really can't treat his fellow partners, even more for himself. His partner, Osamu Dazai, did it.

Dazai Osamu looked at Nakahara Chuya who raised his fist high, not only was not afraid, but eagerly said to him: "How? How? Can you finally bear to kill me?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He suddenly calmed down, threw the person aside, and curled his lips: "Isn't it fulfilling your wish to let you die easily? It's a good idea!"

Dazai felt disappointed.

Zhong Yuan turned his head and left, waving his hands as he walked: "Don't worry, I will definitely watch over you after today's mission is over, so that there is absolutely no chance for you to commit suicide or escape the mission report!"

Osamu Dazai said calmly, "Ah, is that right? That is truly a crisis in history, and you will be followed by an annoying little man like a perverted stalker..."

"Whoosh!"

Osamu Dazai, whose head was slightly tilted, flew over with the iron sheet broken off by Chuya Nakahara with his bare hands, and hit the assailant who was quietly approaching from behind with a "bang".

"...the whole afternoon." Osamu Dazai finished the remaining few words.

Zhong Yuanzhong also floated into the air under the influence of supernatural powers, and the stones at his feet were lifted into the air together, and under the control of gravity, they were like bullets, quickly shooting at the enemies hidden behind the large container.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about the attacker who suddenly appeared, but sent an email to Mori Ogai: The last wave of enemies is almost finished, did you tell me the time?

Mori Ogai quickly replied: Six o'clock.

Osamu Dazai: ...Will it be too long?

He didn't want to be written a report by the little dwarf holding his head down!

Ogai Mori: Originally it was nine o'clock.

Osamu Dazai: ...Understood.

Putting away the phone, Osamu Dazai couldn't help but slander: Playful brat.

Ugh!

Why are there so many troublesome and boring guys around him?In this world where there is nothing to love... Sure enough, it would be better to die sooner!

On the other side, the hospital.

Miura Masahiro looked at the email sent by his leader, and fell into a long silence while holding the phone.

The content of the email is: In recent events, suspected impostors have sneaked into various organizations by replacing other people's identities, hiding their identities, secretly stealing information, and provoking organizational relationships. There are multiple evidences that show that there is someone there, and Miura-kun please be more careful.

Although the previous conversation on the phone had made him mentally prepared, why did their leader send an e-mail to remind him to be more careful?

Could it be that……? !

He suddenly widened his eyes and raised his head, looking straight at the unopened door of the operating room.

The leader is suspecting... Is this Joe Hagizawa also a fake? !

As if he suddenly remembered something, he picked up his cell phone and made a call with a faint hope.

There is a "beep" sound waiting to be answered in the receiver.

It's not a state of being unable to answer!

Miura Masahiro was suddenly excited.

After about two or three seconds, the call was connected!

Masahiro Miura's heart was almost in his throat, and he couldn't wait to rush to the other side and said, "Mr. Hagizawa?"

"Huh? Miura?"

The adult man's thick voice was poured down like a bucket of ice water, instantly cooling down Masahiro Miura's overheated mind.

The person who answered the phone was a member of the Port Mafia. Masahiro Miura had seen him at the scene of the car accident before, but...

"Why are you holding Mr. Hagizawa's cell phone?"

"Ah" from the other side, "You mean this phone was found on the floor mat of the back seat of that taxi. It must have been thrown to the ground by accident due to the impact of the car accident."

"is that so……"

"Yes, what's the matter? Is there a problem?"

Miura Masahiro shook his head subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that he was on the phone, and the person on the other side couldn't see his movements at all, so he replied: "No..."

"It turns out that the little boy is someone you know. No wonder you looked like the sky was falling."

Masahiro Miura: "...how could it be that exaggerated."

"Who said no?! I'm not the only one who thinks so. If you ask the other brothers who were present at the time, you will only get the same answer. In fact, compared to the sky falling, we actually feel more like knowing that we are about to be killed by the leader." It's like being cut alive... But you can't spread this word indiscriminately, if you spread it to the leader's ears carefully, we will all be cut alive."

Masahiro Miura: "..." Well, this time he believed it.

"...Since it's someone you know, it's easy to handle. I'll ask someone to bring the phone to you later."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Miura Masahiro frowned and fell into deep thought again.

The mobile phone is also in the taxi...

In other words, if this Hagisawa is a fake, then at least the real one has fallen into the hands of the enemy...

No, wait.

To take a step back, this Hagizawa Joe is a fake, so he should have known in advance that the car accident would happen. After all, the murderer who caused the death of the truck driver also used the same method of replacing his identity. Obviously, he was the same as him. guys.

But according to the leader, these guys were replaced by others to achieve a certain purpose, so wouldn't it be detrimental to his next actions that he suffered such a serious injury in this car accident?Or was it just a simple calculation error that failed to avoid risks?

Furthermore, can this camouflage ability perfectly replace the human body structure and blood type so that no flaws can be found?Can you guarantee that you will never reveal your secrets during the operation?

Although there seems to be nothing impossible with supernatural powers, it still feels unbelievable...

……and many more!

Masahiro Miura suddenly thought of another situation that was more likely.

Hagizawa was not the only one who was involved in this car accident, but also the taxi driver who was only slightly injured for some reason!

Now the "Double Blacks" are caught up in the port affairs. It can be said that there was a car accident on the factory road in front of the port mafia's house, and Hagizawa Joe, who was valued by Mori Ogai but seldom exposed in front of others, was involved in some unknown way. If they come in, the port mafia will definitely mobilize a lot of people to thoroughly investigate this matter.

And this is also the best opportunity for the enemy to sneak into the port mafia to steal information!

The person he replaced must firstly have a low status so that he can be inconspicuous, and secondly, he must be able to get in touch with some key people so that he can easily obtain information...

and so……

Masahiro Miura subconsciously pushed aside the suit jacket with his hand, and reached out to the back waist—his pistol was pinned there, recalling the email that Mori Ogai had sent him before in his mind.

"Also, Miura-kun, please be more careful."