After being laid off, I became a god judge

"BOSS."

The black bodyguard half-kneeled on the ground, looking respectfully at the man in the room.

The man said blankly, "Have you found out who did it?"

A little cold sweat broke out on the bodyguard's forehead, "...not yet."

The man glanced at him coldly, "What does the hospital say?"

"Two broken ribs and bleeding in the chest cavity, it shouldn't be a fake..."

"Send a few more people to guard the hospital, and wait for our ship to enter the port tomorrow..."

The expression on the man's face twisted for a moment, and a sternness flashed in his blue eyes, "Just kill him."

"Yes."

......

Ward 619, Tokyo City Hospital.

Dazai was lying on the hospital bed, his upper body was wrapped with layer after layer of bandages, but he usually had the habit of wrapping bandages all over his body, so except for his pale face, other places looked peaceful It's no different.

After sending a message to Kunikida and Tanizaki respectively, Dazai stuffed the phone back under the pillow and looked up at the black-haired youth standing in the corner.

"Don't Ah Shi ask me why I made up those lies?"

Earlier in front of Spencer, he deliberately made up some lies to fool him. Fujikawa Toki was standing beside him at that time, and he did not come forward to expose him when he heard these lies. Dazai originally thought that he would treat him right after he got to the hospital. He questioned, but it seemed that the other party didn't seem to have that meaning.

Fujikawa glanced at him, "Will you answer honestly when asked?"

Dazai froze for a moment, then smiled, "How do you know I won't answer honestly if you don't ask?"

Fujikawa said indifferently, "You and the word "honesty" are completely irrelevant."

Hearing this sentence, Dazai immediately put on an aggrieved expression, "Is this the image I have in your heart?"

He covered his chest and made a look of pain, "My heart hurts so much, I might die because of the heartache."

Fujikawa didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly moved a chair to sit in the corner. This guy is full of drama, and the more you talk to him, the more vigorous he will act. The best way is to ignore it directly.

Sure enough, when he saw Fujikawa and ignored him, Dazai quickly lost interest in acting. He looked at the black-haired young man sitting in the corner, and said softly, "Ashi, can you sit next to me? Are you far away from me?" It's too far away and I don't feel safe."

Fujikawa didn't respond or move.

Dazai lowered his head in frustration, and suddenly started talking to himself, "When I was young, I was hospitalized once, but my parents were very busy and didn't have time to accompany me in the hospital, so I stayed alone at night. In that ward, at that time, I could not sleep at night. When I looked up, I always felt a dark shadow staring at me from the corner of the ceiling. The doctors and nurses said it was an illusion caused by my fear. I was discharged from the hospital. I did not see that dark shadow on the ceiling of my room after that, but since then I have been afraid of staying alone in the hospital ward at night, and I always feel that as soon as I open my eyes, that thing will lie on the ground. Hiding in the corner of the ceiling and watching me secretly."

There was a sound of moving a stool from the corner of the wall, Dazai changed his depression just now, and looked at the black-haired young man sitting beside his bed with a smile, "Isn't the story just now very exciting, but I actually made it up."

Fujikawa glanced at him blankly, "It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Dazai tilted his head, looked at him with some doubts, "Aren't you angry, Ah Shi?"

There was silence in response to him, and Fujikawa sat on the chair beside the hospital bed and closed his eyes.

The bright moonlight spilled into the ward through the window lattice, and the delicate face of the young man seemed somewhat blurred under the weak light in the room.

Dazai tried a few more times, trying to talk to the black-haired young man next to him, but Fujikawa Toki never responded, keeping his eyes tightly closed, as if he was asleep.

"It's really getting late, then I'll sleep too."

Dazai took off the outer coat, put it on the shelf next to him, and then lay down. When he turned his head to look at Fujikawa sitting next to him, there was a moment of softness in his dark brown pupils.

"I feel like I can have a good dream tonight."

"Good night."

......

On the second day, Spencer came to visit his doctor, accompanied by his group of bodyguards and Atsushi Nakajima, who was left alone in the hotel yesterday. As soon as Atsushi Nakajima saw Dazai lying on the hospital bed , and hurried forward to ask if there was anything wrong with his injury.

"This injury is not serious, but it may need to lie in bed for a few days, so in the few days I'm away, the job of protecting Mr. Spencer will be left to you and Ah Shi."

Dazai instructed Atsushi Nakajima solemnly.

"Don't worry, Dazai-san, we will work hard to complete the mission, and we won't tarnish the reputation of the Armed Detective Agency."

Atsushi Nakajima assured him, patted his chest.

After Spencer exchanged pleasantries with Dazai for a while, the bodyguard behind him reminded him that it was time.

Spencer showed a hint of apology on his face, "I have to meet a client next, so I can only visit you tomorrow."

Dazai waved his hands again and again, saying that it's okay, your business is important.

When Spencer got up to leave, he took a special look at Fujikawa who was standing aside, and then Dazai said, "Ashi, you should follow along, and protect Mr. Spencer with Atsushi, don't worry, even if I won't feel too lonely if you're not here."

When he said this, Dazai blinked at Fujikawa Toki, and Atsushi Nakajima shuddered suddenly beside him, Mr. Dazai was really not used to him.

Spencer, who was carrying a few people behind his back, clenched his fists, and a twist appeared on his face.

Fujikawa glanced at Dazai indifferently, then stood beside Atsushi Nakajima without saying a word, followed Spencer and his team out of the hospital.

After the few people left, Dazai took out his cell phone from under the pillow, and browsed through the newly received messages. After a minute, he put down the cell phone, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, "Today is a good day." What about the weather?"

......

"Is Mr. Fujikawa also a member of the Armed Detective Agency?"

After leaving the hospital, Spencer suddenly came to Fujikawa and asked this sentence.

"No."

Fujikawa Toki replied coldly.

"Is Mr. Fujikawa interested in working in our company? I happen to be short of an assistant here. Regarding the salary and treatment..."

"Not interested in."

Before the other party finished speaking, Fujikawa directly refused.

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Spencer's face, and Atsushi Nakajima at the side saw this, and quickly stepped forward to insert himself between the two, "Well, Mr. Spencer, although Mr. Fujikawa is not a member of our armed detective agency now, but in the future He will definitely join the company, the president and Mr. Dazai value him very much, and he and Mr. Dazai are still..."

There was a moment of coldness in the blue eyes, but Spencer quickly adjusted, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I was abrupt, but if Mr. Fujikawa changes his mind, my side You are always welcome."

Fujikawa still had a cold face, and Atsushi Nakajima next to him carefully turned his head to look at him. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way that Mr. Spencer looked at Mr. Fujikawa. He thought it was not Mr. Fujikawa that the other party was looking at. ability, but him.

Thinking of this, Atsushi Nakajima secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, Mr. Fujikawa is determined, otherwise Mr. Dazai would be poached.

Get well soon, Mr. Dazai.

Atsushi Nakajima prayed silently in his heart.

Spencer had more than one trading client, and he didn't meet all of them until twelve o'clock in the evening.

After seeing the last client of the day, a black bodyguard whispered something in his ear, and Spencer nodded to show that he understood.

Then he stood up and looked at Fujikawa Toki and Nakajima Atsushi who were standing by, with a gentle smile on their handsome faces, "You two have worked hard today. The Armed Detective Agency really lives up to its reputation and is extremely serious and rigorous in its work."

Atsushi Nakajima bowed his head in embarrassment after being praised by him, "Where is it, you are the one who praised you."

Spencer still maintained that gentle smile, "Speaking of which, are you two interested in joining our company?"

"Forehead......"

Atsushi Nakajima rubbed the back of his head, "Thank you for your kindness, but the Armed Detective Agency has a special meaning to me, so I don't want to leave there."

Compared with Atsushi Nakajima's tactful refusal, Toki Fujikawa's answer was much more direct, and the same "not interested" as in the daytime ended the topic directly.

"Yeah, that's a pity."

There was a trace of regret in Spencer's eyes. He winked at the black bodyguards behind him. The black bodyguards who were standing apart quickly formed a circle, surrounding Fujikawa Toki and Nakajima Atsushi. middle.

Atsushi Nakajima was stunned for a moment, and looked at Spencer opposite him with some confusion, "Mr. Spencer, what do you mean?"

"As you can see."

The smile on the corner of Spencer's mouth disappeared completely, and replaced with an indifferent face, "If you don't want to do things for us, then I can only ask you to disappear."

After he finished speaking, the black bodyguards around the two of them took out a gun from their arms one after another, and the black muzzle of the gun pointed directly at the two in the middle.

"So the task entrusted to the detective agency at the beginning was fake, and you were not hunted down by people with supernatural abilities at all."

Atsushi Nakajima seemed to realize something, staring straight at the European youth opposite.

"That's right, that's just a cover, but there are still people with supernatural abilities, but the target to be solved is not me, but you."

As soon as he finished saying this, the black bodyguard standing next to him stepped forward and took off his obstructive black suit, revealing his extremely well-developed muscles.

"Boy, the punch you punched me last night was quite painful, and it's time for me to punch you back."

He touched the place where he was beaten last night, and a twisted malicious smile appeared on his ugly face.

Fujikawa Toki glanced at the gray-haired boy next to him, and found that although the other person had a dignified expression at the moment, he didn't see any panic or fear.

Fujikawa Toki silently dismissed the idea of ​​making a move.

"By the way, that fellow of yours is called Dazai? That guy has been dealt with by us just now, but don't worry, you will be able to reunite with him later."

Spencer's expression was twisted, and the corner of his mouth opened in a happy arc.

Fujikawa's eyes moved slightly, and the next second, he appeared in front of Spencer, grabbed his neck, looked at him indifferently, "Say what you just said again."

The author has something to say: the next chapter ends this small dungeon_(:з」∠)_