[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

Hu Erdao was heading towards the coast of Yokohama according to the temporary map route given by the system.

It's not a forest.

Just 10 minutes ago, the system stopped Hu Erdao who was walking in that direction.

"Go to Warehouse Street and you'll see them."

system said.

There is no day and night in the Yokohama Concession.

As a place where foreign troops were stationed, it is now a public concession where the influence of overseas consulates remains deeply.Nominally, the Japanese military police and the consulate police jointly maintained law and order, but the legal regulations in the concession were extremely ambiguous, so there were countless gray areas.As a result, countless warlords, plutocrats and criminals from various countries have aimed at the judicial loopholes here and are attracted like moths.

In the Yokohama Concession, even the military and police would not act rashly. In fact, it has become a "magic city" of extraterritoriality.And this is one of the reasons why it is notorious as a stronghold for supernatural crimes.

Avoiding certain areas where guards gather to patrol even in the middle of the night, Hu Erdao quietly set foot on the area of ​​Warehouse Street.

This is an area only about 10 minutes away from Yokohama Port.The surrounding artificially planted woods are still dense, loomingly covering the panorama of Warehouse Street and blocking the sight of others.

In fact, no one who doesn't know the truth will step into this area. As early as in the outer area, they will be blocked by relevant underworld members.

On this street, there are countless small ships with obliterated numbers and stolen vehicles from all over the world, as well as large separators used to process refined gunpowder.Not to mention the nearby residents, even the police dare not easily step into the underworld jurisdiction headed by the port mafia.

It can be described as a minefield.

Just this night, on this street, Hu Erdao smelled blood.

Surprisingly bold...

Hu Erdao was not sure about the source of the bloody smell, but at this time the area was stained with bloody smell, presumably something similar to a fire accident happened.

——A MIMIC person?

Hu Erdao thought about it, and continued to follow the map in his mind to the final destination while hiding his breath and footprints.

The door of a warehouse.

Coincidentally, Hu Erdao happened to know the situation of this warehouse.

A few days ago, Koyo Ozaki just asked him to bring someone into it to put the cargo from the port - a batch of high-precision instruments and munitions.

Several men are cracking the code of the warehouse.

Saying that the cracking was not quite correct, they didn't hesitate much, and basically only lost once or twice, and successfully opened the security doors of the arms warehouse layer by layer.

Hu Erdao stayed in the dark, quietly watching their movements.

"System, what are you talking about—soldiers?!"

No wonder Hu Erdao couldn't believe it.All the armies under the parliament in the interstellar era pay attention to the overall image and have their own logo and style. Basically, each general has his own unique fighting style.

But at the same time, in order to better attract more interstellar newcomers to join the army, their image, at least in terms of publicity, has always spared no effort to boast of themselves.

However, although the few men in the warehouse not far away are well-mannered and seem to have a high degree of execution, they are covered with tattered hoods and ragged rags. The image of the same Han is too...!

Hu Erdao clicked his tongue silently, looking too desperate.

Several men quickly entered the deepest level of the warehouse.They seem to have made enough plans very early on. With a few people, it took only a few trips, and with extremely high efficiency, they emptied most of the refined equipment and ammunition in the entire warehouse.

"Aren't you going to do something?" the system asked.

Huh - is he going to play?

Hu Erdao really thought about it seriously.

It seems... not far from the point where he appeared on the stage.

After all, the appearance of the savior is to save the world!

If this kind of ordinary and insignificant incident of stealing arms was shot, it would be too easy to lose expectations, wouldn't it?

Although he is in the port mafia, Hu Erdao thinks he is just an ordinary member, far from the point where he should devote himself to these matters.

He doesn't even have a department of his own.

If Oda Sakunosuke is a grass-roots handyman in Hong Kong, then he is a senior handyman whose work is slightly more dangerous, more difficult, and more confidential.Leave it to the people who should be doing the tracking of stolen munitions.

Hu Erdao got closer, and with the help of the moonlight, he could see some of their appearances clearly.

They were indeed a few men who were covered in gray rags and could not be seen.Although the appearance is just an ordinary dirty homeless man at first glance, but with the black dirt on his face, Hu Erdao speculates that there should be traces of man-made.

He didn't believe that any soldier would be reduced to such a dirty appearance.

Military discipline is strict, this principle should be applicable in any world.

But...

Hu Erdao suddenly laughed, with a smile on his face.

Osamu Dazai is not very boring today.

In the early morning, he went to deal with the theft of the spare ammunition warehouse at the port last night, and then received a call from his friend Oda Sakunosuke, and took his subordinates to help deal with the sniper group that came to attack Oda Sakunosuke.

Then, when everything settled down, he realized that Hu Erdao, who was sent by Ozaki Hongye to report to him every day and do some tasks, hadn't appeared for a long time.

"Ah, I don't want to do it, let Erdao come... Where did Erdao~ go?"

Osamu Dazai stretched himself on the office chair, muttering to himself.

"That little guy in Chuya hasn't come back yet, and Erdo doesn't know where he went..." Osamu Dazai stood up from the chair while maintaining a stretched posture, and sighed, "It's really troublesome——"

The figure of Hu Erdao disappeared in the port mafia for several days.

It didn't alarm anyone else—who made his current temporary manager, Osamu Dazai, act as if he didn't notice his disappearance, as if Hu Erdao's disappearance was indeed sent by him to carry out some secret mission.

None of the subordinates who were close to him dared to ask.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa stayed in the interrogation room, facing several captives who had lost their breath.

There were three bodies in total.

And the four mafia members on the opposite side.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke just used his ability "Rashomon" to kill the captive who woke up early and grabbed a gun to attack their group.

The cold, damp basement was silent for a while.

"Da da da……"

Unhurried footsteps slowly approached from outside the passage.

Although the footsteps were at a constant speed, they were obviously too brisk and not heavy.

It seems that the people walking in the passage are not walking the cold passage leading to the ground, but stepping on the clouds in the sky, soft and lively.

"Oh...it seems to be a step late?"

Hu Erdao walked down the stairs slowly, walked into the interrogation room, and said with a smile.

"It turns out that Mr. Akutagawa is here," Hu Erdao said with a smile, "I think, Mr. Akutagawa, let's run now..."

"Hu Erdao?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Hu Erdao were not familiar with each other. The two had always been in charge of tasks in different directions. I didn't know that Hu Erdao had a deep impression on him since the first time he met him.

Hu Erdao looked at the thin young man in a black coat in front of him. His appearance was frail, but because of his own wildness, his face looked a little fierce.

"A recommendation."

Hu Erdao didn't explain, looked at the several dead bodies lined up side by side, and said with a smile.

"Er Dao's suggestion may not be useful—"

Another voice came from the passage, and Osamu Dazai walked slowly through the ground from the stairs to the end.

He looked at the corpses displayed in the center of the detention room, there were three of them.All had just died.

The blood spread outward on the ground, as if he was still trying in vain to escape from this dark and oppressed room after losing his master.

The ones who died were Mimic's soldiers.

The Mafia brought them here for torture after they were stunned by gas hypnotism in the casino at Osamu Dazai's scheme.

——Now they are all corpses.

"I want to hear an explanation," Dazai said.

"We used hypnotic gas to capture the vanguard who attacked the mafia-owned casino, and then brought them here." A mafia member in a suit among the four said with a push of his sunglasses, "It was originally planned to be tortured here, and let them confess the identity of their companions." information. The poison hidden inside the tooth for suicide was also removed in advance.”

"I understand until here, because this is what I arranged. What I want to ask is what happened after that."

Osamu Dazai's expression was flat, and he couldn't see anything.

"One of them woke up earlier than expected." The member wearing sunglasses, Dazai Osamu's subordinate replied somewhat vaguely: "Before putting on handcuffs. He snatched from us and shot the other companions to death." Yeah, probably to keep them from talking too much. Then he started attacking us, and—”

Hu Erdao felt that he should withdraw.

"I judged this person."

The boy in the black coat continued the above words.

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