I who want salted fish became the leader

The green light quickly turned into a red light. A car passed by at high speed and almost hit a flesh-pink-haired young man on the pedestrian crossing. The driver was startled. He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car, barely a few feet away from the other party. He rolled down the window and said angrily, "Can't you watch the road?"

"Oh, sorry."

Ming Piaoqiu took a step back.

This attitude made the driver furious instantly. He rolled down the window and wanted to insult the distracted young man in front of him, but unexpectedly, the other party turned a deaf ear to him, as if he didn't exist, and even turned around and ran after a few seconds. After leaving, the figure quickly disappeared around the corner.

Weird, he rolled up the window cursingly, restarted the car's engine and left.

Ming Piao Qiuren didn't know that he was being scolded, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care. He hasn't come out for a while, so the rapidly developing city has become a lot strange to him, especially Yokohama, an international city. The city is undergoing drastic changes almost every day.

There were some twists and turns on his way to Yokohama. After all, the warehouse employees blocked the passage as soon as they found out that he was leaving. Those officers scoured the line for faces.

Anyway, now he is in Yokohama.

but……

The matter of Tatsuhiko Shibusawa has been resolved, and Akito Naruto feels anxiety lingering in his heart. He doesn't know what is going on with Ayatsuji now, because just thinking about it, he knows that Hong Kong gangsters never take care of the low-level personnel , he didn't know if Ayatsuji was injured.

After going the wrong way several times, Ming Piaoqiuren finally came to the downstairs of the Ganghei Building. He carefully pulled up his scarf to cover the lower half of his face.

He stared at this towering building, the glass revolving door projected the scene of the reception desk on the first floor, he hesitated in his heart.

It is impossible to go in directly. He still remembers that he is a criminal and an employee of the warehouse, and getting involved with Hong Kong gangsters is the last result he wants to see. Moreover, because he doesn't know Ayatsuji's current position in Hong Kong gangsters, Ming Piaoqiu Even if people go in, they don't know where to start.

Only then did he realize his recklessness belatedly.

"...Are you from Hong Kong?" A weak voice sounded beside him, a bit tentative, and the volume was so low that it was almost inaudible. If it wasn't for Ming Piaoqiu's keen hearing, it might Just ignore this sentence.

"..."

"I have seen you standing here for a long time." The owner of the voice said in a low voice, "I, I have an opportunity for you to directly contact the leaders of Hong Kong gangsters. Would you like to...? It's very simple, you can even Use this to make yourself familiar."

Hearing this, Ming Piaoqiu frowned, and he turned his head to find the source of the sound.

But looking around, there was no one around, and it could be directly entered into a typical case of encountering ghosts during the day. He even looked at the sky, but did not find the existence of another person until Ming Piaoqiu caught a glimpse of him. The little paw of the animal protruding from the nearby alley: "..."

At this moment, he thought that he had come to the scene of a wonderful story in the world, because he actually saw a small animal that could speak human words.

The little animal poked its hand out a little, as if tentatively waving its claws at Ming Piaoqiu, beckoning him to come over.

"Come here quickly, and be more aware of current affairs." The cute, even slightly soft young voice urged, "Aren't you tempted by the conditions we said?"

Ming Piao Qiuren: "..."

"How long have you been watching me here?" he asked warily.

"Not long, just half an hour. But we have been waiting here for three hours, and you are the first person to pass by here." The other party replied.

"..." So it's not that I trust him, but that I have no choice at all, right?

Ming Piaoqiu couldn't hold back the strong feeling of complaining in his heart. With a subtle sense of alertness, he pulled up the scarf again and walked towards the alley. Only when his figure disappeared into the alley hidden in the shadows, he went straight The big face of a small raccoon caught him off guard and filled his entire line of sight, making him immediately dumbfounded.

Fortunately, he quickly noticed a pair of knuckle-knuckle hands under the little raccoon's protruding hand, and then realized that someone was holding the little raccoon to speak, not the little animal he imagined could speak human words. To be honest, Ming Piaoqiu really breathed a sigh of relief.

The raccoon was moved a little away, discreetly revealing the pale face hidden behind it.

This is a person with aristocratic temperament, between a teenager and a young man. His slightly long hair is tied with a ribbon. The messy hair covers his eyes, and only one eye is exposed, which is not blinking at the moment. He blinked vigilantly at Ming Piaoqiuren.

He has a very beautiful and deep face, so people in Mingpiaoqiu can easily tell that he is from a foreign country.

"Are you British?" Naruto asked, "You can speak Japanese well."

Because the other party has a very good temperament, it is easy to think of European style, not basking in the sun, hiding in the shadows... If Ming Piaoqiu was not sure that he had passed the age of the second year, he would even take this person in front of him Recognized as a vampire in a novel.

"No, I'm an American, and I'm learning Japanese for one person." The other party muttered, noticing Ming Piaoqiu's eyes examining him, he raised the little raccoon in his hand a bit hostilely, and completely blocked it again He covered his face, hid behind the little animal, and said shyly, "I'm asking you, are you from Hong Kong?"

"..."

"Oh, so you're not." After a while, the other party seemed to have discovered something from the details, so he concluded, "I can tell from you that you are looking for someone from Hong Kong gangsters, and I thought you were one of them." Member, it doesn’t seem to be the case now, so we don’t need you anymore.”

Ming Piaoqiu paused: "...Are you a detective?"

He sensed a familiar aura from him, and the person in front of him was likely to be the same as him.

"You, you hurry up and move away." The other party took a few steps back, as if avoiding some biting monster, and hid himself tightly in the shadow of the alley again, obviously unwilling to talk to strangers, " I don't talk to useless people!"

This change of face is too fast, it is really realistic.

The corner of Ming Piaoqiu's mouth twitched, he took a step forward, caught up with the person who was retreating, and grabbed the other person's wrist: "Wait a minute...you also want to meet someone from Hong Kong and Hei, so our purpose is Same, I am also looking for someone."

Judging from his intuition of countless people, this guy in front of him is not threatening at all, and even looks a little bully. Although Ming Piaoqiu has learned not to judge people by their appearance, it is because he has never seen this person before. , the other party is like a young master from a noble family, not aggressive at all.

"Let go first, or I will let Karl bite you."

After his words fell, the little raccoon in his arms made a threatening grunt in an instant, as if echoing his master, and made an offensive gesture.

Ming Piaoqiu was stunned for a moment, and then let go: "My name is Ming Piaoqiu, and I'm looking for a young man. He is probably working at the bottom of the gangsters in Hong Kong, but I'm not sure, because the other party is very smart. Maybe I really need to see the leader... what do you want me to do?"

"..."

After all, he calmly faced the scrutiny from the other party. After a few minutes, Ming Piaoqiu could feel the vigilance in his eyes dissipate a little.

He stood up straight, shook off his grip on his wrist, and said, "My name is Edgar Allan Poe. What I'm looking for is the current leader of Hong Kong gangsters."

Ming Piaoqiu frowned: "How did you have friendship with the leader of Hong Kong gangsters?"

As far as he knows, the leader is brutal and bloody, and has some unscrupulous hobbies. When he was working in the police department, he heard about the inaction of the Yokohama police station. A red-haired child once said his He ordered the killing of all the red-haired kids in that block, which showed his reckless behavior.

"It's not the old man from before." Poe saw his confusion and said, "You don't know about the changing of the leader, do you? Where are you from?"

Ming Piao Qiuren: "I think there should be some secrets between us."

As an American, Edgar Allan Poe appeared in Yokohama, a foreign concession at the juncture of the World War of Supernatural Powers, and now he wants to see the current leader, which shows that there are some secrets.

"It's not as bad as you think. You definitely don't know what trust is. I'm a friend of the current leader." Poe retorted. Thinking of the person he was looking for, he instantly had the courage to say loudly. After speaking, "I'm just not good at dealing with strangers, so I'm asking you."

When he thought of meeting Ayatsuji, he would have to walk into the first floor of the Ganghei Building, confirm the appointment at the front desk, be forced to sit on the sofa in the busy lobby and wait for Ayatsuji to answer the phone, and then he would have to be with a group of people Take the elevator... Poe found the series of steps really creepy and horrifying.

"friend?"

"They are soulmates who have been exchanging letters for a long time, not ordinary friends," Poe emphasized with Carl holding the book. Ming Piaoqiu seemed to be able to see the little flowers blooming in the background because of his joy, and his whole being All drifted away, "If you can help me deliver this book to the leader, the leader will be very happy and promise to help you find someone. I'm very sure of this."

He believed that when he was thinking about him, Ayatsuji must also be waiting for news from him.

It was only then that Ming Piaoqiu noticed that besides the little raccoon named Carl, Edgar Allan Poe was also holding a thick book and a stack of folders in his hand. A breath of literature.

"Oh, and, let him come down to see me, I have one more thing to tell him." Poe thought for a while, "This matter is very important... second only to this book, if you do If you do this, I will reward you."

"... What can you reward me for?"

"You don't need to talk about finding someone. How much do you want?" Poe said naturally, as if money meant nothing to him at all. "2000 million? Is it enough?"

"JPY?"

"U.S. dollars." Poe gave him a strange look, and said as a matter of course, "I have never exchanged money since I came to Japan. Of course it is U.S. dollars."

Ming Piaoqiu still underestimated the richness of this noble man in front of him, and directly paid 2000 million US dollars for sending a book. It can be seen that he is as he expected. Which big family Poe was probably born in The United States has a title of nobility or something, so that's why they talk like this.

"No need, let me deliver it for you."

Ming Piaoqiu held out his hand to him: "Just do as you said, I just want to meet the leader of Hong Kong gangsters."

Although he was hesitating just now whether to involve more people to complicate his escape, but considering that he could not leave the warehouse for too long, Ming Piaoqiu was still in the face of the opportunity that came to his door. It is better to be decisive, hesitation does no one any good.

Edgar Allan Poe glanced at him and seemed to think that he was a little credible. He took out the book in his hand, passed it slowly, and earnestly said: "Remember, don't open it casually on the way to send it, don't read it. Necessary curiosity does you no good."

He is not worried about the book being opened and read, because it is determined by his supernatural ability - [The Black Cat in the Rue Morgue], which can lead readers into the scenes of the novel he wrote, and experience the contents of the book immersively as the protagonist. plot.

In any case, the unlucky one is the one who did not abide by the agreement. In the book, Poe specially designed various accidental death cases for Ayatsuji, just to cater to Ayatsuji’s preferences. The magical modus operandi in it It is rare on the market, if Ming Piaoqiu opened it and was sucked into the book...

If he died at the hands of the murderer in the book, Edgar Allan Poe would not feel sorry for it, he was just very upset that he had to find a new passerby, which is a social fear for his kind It was a cosmic disaster, and he really didn't want to talk to strangers if he could.

Carl just broke free from Poe's arms, jumped onto his shoulder along his master's arm, then landed on top of Poe's head with agility, and lay down on his stomach.

Ming Piaoqiu had nothing to say about this. He didn't have any intentions of extravagance, so of course he couldn't open the book.

However, just before he was about to touch the book, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley, casting an elongated shadow, covering the two people present, and immediately breaking the harmonious atmosphere in which the two had reached a consensus.

Three pairs of eyes, including Carl, looked over.

"What are you doing?" said the young man with Chufa, walked over slowly, and said in a serious tone, "Are you bullying? Or are you robbing? This is in front of Hong Kong and Black Building, tsk, where are you from?" How dare you be so arrogant?!"

Nakahara Chuya was not in a good mood at first, what could be more irritating than seeing Dazai Osamu appear on the manor's dining table when he wakes up, and he also changed the bandage on his face, and now he is wearing a medical mask. The appearance of the blindfold reminded him of the doll in Ayatsuji's hand.

Zhong also instantly thought of why, this guy is really good at opportunistic.

Lantang hasn't come back yet, the breakfast was made by Ayatsuji, he should have been happy, if he wasn't the one who was ignored, although Ayatsuji said that Lantang was on a business trip, so he didn't need to worry, he would promise all the best.

But Zhong also didn't just ask this.

Therefore, Chuya suddenly felt that the breakfast in his hand was boring. After a breakfast, they didn't leave at the same time. Ayatsuji went to find Dostoyevsky and Gogol in advance, and they left together, holding his sleeves indiscriminately However, Osamu Dazai was arranged by Ayatsuji to find the trace of Holmes, and he looked reluctant when he left.

"Chuya, I may need you to go on a business trip to Italy, so you can take a day off today." This is Ayatsuji's explanation to Chuya.

The business trip to Italy was for negotiating with the Vongola mafia family, because I heard that the current patriarch and some of the clans are Japanese, and they used to study at Bingsheng Middle School, so there is a high probability that they will become friends in this world competition. The negotiating role of China and Yemen is very important.

Although he was very happy to be trusted by Ayatsuji, Chuya was not satisfied in his heart, because he was the only one among the three who was leaving Japan.

I didn't find a chance to talk all morning, and I felt very angry at first, but now I saw someone blocking people in the alley on the way to work, how could he sit idly by now, of course he had to deal with this ignorant person prisoner.

Ming Piaoqiu, who was treated as a robber for the first time: "..."

Edgar Allan Poe: "..."

"This matter is not what you think. I didn't threaten him." Ming Piaoqiu raised his hands, but when he looked at Zhong Ye, he was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "This clothes...wait, Are you actually a mafia?"

"So what if I'm the mafia." Zhong said angrily, "There are laws and regulations, so the mafia can't act bravely?"

Even if he was promoted to a quasi-cadre, he didn't walk sideways on the Yokohama road like in the film and television works. If he encountered a car that didn't obey the traffic lights, Chuya would even use gravity to teach them what it means to obey the law. It doesn't contradict him being a mafia.

It can be, but it feels a little magical...

When Edgar Allan Poe heard his words, his eyes lit up. He tried hard to overcome the fear of strangers in his heart, and ran a few steps towards the center, grabbing his sleeve.

Seeing his reaction, Zhong Ye confirmed the other person's crime, so he immediately said protectively: "Don't worry, he stole something from you, I'll find it for you."

"No, no." Seeing that he was about to do something, Poe explained hastily, "He didn't rob me, but you are a mafia, right? I have one thing to ask you. You can help me with this detective book." Have the novel been delivered to the leader?"

Zhongye's movements paused, and he asked in confusion, "Detective novel...?"

"Well, your leader and I are good friends." Poe nodded earnestly, "Tell me my name, and he will definitely come to see me."

Hearing this, some subtle emotions flashed in Chuya's heart.

Ayatsuji's good friend... It always feels weird, and there is a vague feeling of discomfort. He didn't know that a person with the character of Ayatsuji would be willing to admit someone as his friend, and the other party was sure that Ayatsuji would The attitude of coming to see him surprised Chuuya even more.

Where did this foreigner come from?

Having said that, Naka is also a good boy, he will not make trouble like Osamu Dazai, so despite the reluctance of a voice in the bottom of his heart, he glanced at Poe and said, "I can take you to see him , although I don't know if you guys are really friends, but if you lie, I'll break your neck with gravity."

Although his tone was fierce, there was no killing intent.

Poe felt indifferent to his unkind attitude, as long as the goal was achieved: "Do you have his phone number? We want to see him directly."

There is no need to go to Hong Kong and Hei Building, he naturally has a feeling of repulsion to places with many people.

There are also some, but only the phone number of the chief's office, because Ayatsuji doesn't seem to have thought of preparing a mobile phone for himself at all, and it is almost impossible for them to contact him directly, so they always give Chuya a kind of phone number for him. Will leave at any time, without any ominous feeling of nostalgia and fetters.

"Aren't you his good friend? Why don't you have his number?"

"Because he doesn't have a mobile phone at all, and we all maintain our relationship by sending letters." Allan Poe said of course, "And I don't like mobile phones."

Having said that, he wrinkled his nose, and the little raccoon Carl let out a cry, echoing his master's words again.Edgar Allan Poe lived in an old castle. Except for the servants, he had no contact with strangers, and Edgar Allan Poe’s interest was writing and solving crimes. Coupled with the unique atmosphere of the castle, he created a character that did not like modern inventions. .

He rejected many dinner parties in the upper class, hated loud noises, and preferred to stay alone in the room rather than get along with others, and his personality was probably withdrawn and perverse in the eyes of others.

Otherwise, how can I say that Ayatsuji and him are soulmates? In these years, there are very few people who are willing to communicate with him by writing letters. Most people are led away by the fast pace of technology, and the maintenance of a relationship depends on replying to messages The number of lines, rather than some kind of intuition, which makes Poe feel a little bit tired.

So for the sake of their soulmates, Poe will overcome his aversion to traveling far away and get off the plane to come to Japan to find him after encountering a big event. He has three things to do, and he will It was planned early, and it is impossible for him to return to the United States until everything is resolved.

Sending letters... What kind of friendship mode in the last century is this, even if he is on Radium Bowl Street, which is backward and has poor signal, he has never written a letter by hand...

Zhong also couldn't help complaining: "The letter you said...is it sent by pigeons or email?"

"No, of course it is by the postman." Ellen Ramp said, "However, now that we have come to Japan, we can send letters by carrier pigeons and Ayatsuji!"

Zhong Ye was speechless for a while: "..."

He thought of Ayatsuji's sleep time every night, and had to admit that this was indeed something the other party did.

However, the originally quiet Mingpiaoqiuren's voice suddenly sounded, with a tone of disbelief. If he had to say something, Zhong also felt that he was a little suspicious at the moment: "What did you just say, what are you talking about?" Tsuji, did you send a letter to Ayatsuji? So it’s Ayatsuji you’ve been talking about?”

Hearing this, Poe glanced at him, suddenly remembered something, and said to Zhong Ye: "This man is looking for someone, if possible, can you help him?"

"Who are you looking for?" Zhong Ye looked at him and asked.

"I don't know who I'm looking for now..." Naruto Qiuren murmured, "Ayatsuji Xingren, have you heard of this name?"

Zhong Ye: "..."

"Who are you?" Having experienced a visit by the military police, Chuya is now very wary of strangers who directly come up with Ayatsuji's name, "Why are you looking for him?"

From his reaction, Ming Piaoqiu, who is a detective, couldn't see anything. He felt bad all of a sudden, but he couldn't believe it. He had already escaped from the warehouse and came here. How can I turn back directly.

So Ming Piaoqiuren struggled and said, "I... am also a friend of Ayatsuji."

"..."

Since when did Ayatsuji have so many friends, usually I don’t see one of them, but whenever I appear there are two.

"You guys wait, I'll make a call." The corner of Chuya's mouth twitched, "But I'm not sure if he will answer my call, he may not be in the Ganghei Building."

While talking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. There was a pain in his hand, and Chuya let out a muffled grunt and subconsciously threw away his hand. It turned out that it was Karl the little raccoon lying on top of Poe's head. When he didn't pay attention, he jumped out, actually bit the phone and snatched it away, and sent the phone to his owner.

"Sorry, I suddenly wanted to talk to Ayatsuji myself." Allan Poe just smiled shyly, but the neat movements in his hands were not as innocent and harmless as he showed. He took the phone with his hands and said in a cold tone , "Don't try to do anything to me, because we don't want to waste novels on irrelevant people."

That was the meeting ceremony he had prepared for Ayatsuji, and everything had to remain as it was.

Chuya frowned, and was about to say something, but the phone in Poe's hand happened to be connected, and a familiar voice came from the other side: "Who?"

"Ayatsuji! It's me." Poe casually brushed his forehead hair that covered his eyes, and his voice softened, sounding extremely innocent and deceptive, "I came to Japan, and now I am in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang. Downstairs, can you come pick me up?"

"Poe?" Ayatsuji's voice sounded a bit puzzled, "It's you."

Edgar Allan Poe's voice is so recognizable that even if he has only heard it once, he will not be confused with others.

"It's me, this time I came to Japan not only to urge and deliver manuscripts, but also to tell you about important things about American groups." These are the three things Edgar Allan Poe will do when he comes to Japan. Related to Ayatsuji, "You need to come see me."

【combination】?

Zhong also knows that this is an organization as huge as a behemoth. If there is anyone in the United States who should be wary of the most, it must be the [Group]. It is said that the members in it are all rare-level abilities. Even the U.S. government has to make concessions for them.

Especially the intricate hierarchical system inside. They are different from Hong Kong and black. They are not called the leader Fitzgerald, but the leader. Will join, so the cohesion is very unusual.

Next is the chief system, which is similar to the five cadres of Hong Kong and black, but the number seems to be less than five, and it is not clear about the specifics. After all, the combination is far away in the United States.

This person in front of him is actually a member of the group?

Poe glanced perversely at Chuya who looked surprised, and then continued: "Although I am a core member of the group, I don't want to see Ayatsuji-kun die, and the leader doesn't know what he is thinking, I guess He probably came here for the book, after all, we are not short of money."

Of course the book must be taken away, but it is not allowed to accidentally injure Ayatsuji. If Ayatsuji dies, what should he do as the best friend of his soul?

"What do you want to say, Poe?"

"I made the attack plan." Edgar Allan Poe whispered, "Because... I am the third leader of the group."

The author has something to say:

I made up the combination title leader and chief system, please don't take it seriously.

If I wrote Edgar Allan Poe, I might really have to set up a system for the combination hahahah

It feels like a private setting for fun.