How I was forced to be a boss

what happened?What does his reaction mean?Why are things not what I thought they were?

"no."

In the end, I returned to my room with a confused face, although I always felt that he didn't seem to believe my statement—an illusion.

My residence in Mihua Town is Fyodor's residence.temporary.

While meditating, the phone rang, and it was Osamu Dazai.As Fyodor said, he gave me a certain amount of freedom. Since the call was not intercepted, it proved that he agreed to the call.

But I think, maybe even Fyodor is afraid of Osamu Dazai. After all, if this call fails, there may be something to guess over there in an instant.

The main reason is that they can still go to Mr. Ranpo. There are no secrets with Mr. Ranpo.

"Lingyang, how is everything, is everything okay?"

"It was a particularly exciting day." It was another killer of the organization, another murder case, it was really exciting.

He gave a low laugh, "So, I really want to go by your side. After Ling Yang left, life here is really boring."

"Is the job too leisurely? Or is the task not difficult enough?" To make him say such things, could it be that Mr. Sen has changed his gender?It's incredible to think about it.

"right."

It was just a casual joke, but when he really gave me a positive answer, I couldn't help thinking about it seriously.

Because this is not the first time Osamu Dazai has complained to me about work.It's not boring or it's heavy. Although I always use that casual tone, a thought suddenly popped up in my head.

Osamu Dazai...does he really feel that his current job is boring...

Or to put it another way, is he bored with his current life?

"Is it really that boring?" I couldn't help but confirm again.

This time he still gave me an affirmative answer in that casual tone.

I suddenly felt as if I had caught something.

That person, the sincerity hidden under the layers of honey, has been—the true thoughts waiting to be discovered, and he wants someone who understands what he absolutely refuses to say.

"Azhi, if you're really bored, why not try another job."

Probably because he didn't expect me to say such a thing, he was silent and didn't answer my question, only his shallow breathing came from the microphone.

I don't know what he is thinking, so I can only persuade him patiently: "Look, Mr. Odasaku has changed his job, and now he is happy and motivated every day."

This is real.Although it is still a social animal in the final analysis, it is definitely different to do what you like and what you don't like.

"What does Azhi like to do?" After thinking about it, I added, "Aside from committing suicide!"

"……I do not know."

"Ah, what about writing?"

He sighed helplessly, "Ling Yang."

"Okay, okay, I see, let's think about something else."

Although what I said was open-minded, my heart was bleeding.

Why doesn't Osamu Dazai like to write?Obviously Mr. Oda Saku loves it so much!

"I probably don't have anything I like to do, Lingyang, sorry."

Although he was saying such words, his voice sounded very gentle.Tender and sad.

"There are many things in this world. If you don't know, try them all. If you still have no answer after all the attempts, it's not too late to say this."

Up to now, Osamu Dazai's state can no longer affect me. If I also follow his emotions, the last two people will only become more and more frustrated.

"Azhi, after the matter here is over, let me try it out slowly with you. I also have a lot of things that I haven't done. It must be very interesting to be with you."

"In that case, wouldn't it be possible to just try this way for the rest of my life." He teased with a smile.

I also laughed, "That's nothing bad, if you accidentally waste your whole life, it's also a kind of success."

Because it was already late, I was a little sleepy while chatting, and hearing my sleepiness, Osamu Dazai said good night to me.

At the last moment, I braced myself against my sleepiness and called out to him: "Ah Zhi."

"What's wrong, Ling Yang?"

"You'll trust me, won't you?"

"……Of course."

She curled her lips and smiled silently, "I believe in you too, good night."

When I got up the next day, I found that Fyodor had not moved in the same position as when I went to sleep.

"You won't stay up all night!"

There was a layer of mist in his eyes when he looked over. I saw that he seemed not very awake. He went to the refrigerator and got a glass of milk after it was warmed up and stuffed it into his hand.

"After drinking, just take a good rest, I'm really afraid of killing someone like you!"

The main reason was that his complexion was not very good at first, and after staying up all night, he seemed to be dying, which was frightening.

For my arrangement, he doesn't seem to resist much, and it's kind of cute to make people feel pity at this time.

When someone went into the bedroom, I made a phone call that I hadn't made for a long time while eating my simple breakfast.

The connection over there was faster than I expected, and it was not the secretary I thought.

"Long time no see, Mr. Kawaguchi."

"Old... teacher!"

Um?What is he stuttering?

Though full of doubts, I'm not foolish enough to ask a Prime Minister's question.As if I didn't pay attention to his gaffe, and didn't want to play an official role with him, I went straight to the point: "Mr. Ito, your subordinate, died of murder a few days ago, right?"

"Yes." Hearing me mention this matter, his voice suddenly became serious.

"However, in that restaurant, the killer had already ambushed before his driver took action. The people behind that organization were your old enemies, that is, the people who were brought down in the first place."

He gritted his teeth and read a person's name first, and then he vetoed it: "This is impossible! It is absolutely impossible that there are... remnants..."

He lowered his voice when he said it later, and it always made me feel that he and I conspired to clean up the people on the other side.

Obviously it has nothing to do with me.

But his question still strikes me as a bit stupid.

"I don't mean that those people are still thinking about making a comeback. What I want to say is that Mr. Ito, your trusted subordinate, may not be clean himself."

Mr. Kawaguchi froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

I recounted my own analysis of the reasons why Mr. Ito was hunted down.

"...The organization and your old opponent have a cooperative relationship. Now that one of the backstage is down, you just need to look for it. Mr. Kawaguchi, are you sure that only one of your subordinates is linked to that organization? Or let me put it more directly, you Can you be sure that only one of your subordinates has made a deal with the organization?"

That's the point of the talk, if he still doesn't understand what I'm talking about, he should change the prime minister as soon as possible, so as not to hurt everyone.

"I understand."

Just as he was about to sigh with satisfaction, he added in a sinister tone: "I will thoroughly investigate the intelligence of all my subordinates."

It's neither the upper nor the lower to choke on this breath.

He couldn't finish the investigation until the end of his term of office!

"When there is a problem, it is very stupid to only solve the problem, Mr. Kawaguchi." He made me lose my temper, and finally told him patiently.

"Old...teacher..." Kawaguchi swallowed subconsciously when he heard the voice on the other side of the phone that suddenly became gentle and gentle.

"If you solve this problem, they will always find a way to buy the next one. It's endless. You don't need me to remind you who you want to solve."

"...I understand, please rest assured."

After hanging up the phone, I put the phone aside and quickly finished my breakfast.

In fact, as long as Mr. Kawaguchi pointed the finger at the organization, it would be fine.As for what I said, what kind of bribe or something... who knows.

The old man sitting in the dark room is as imposing as before.

"Boss, another research institute of ours has been seized."

Gin stood aside and faced the old man's anger.

The old man patted the table in front of him vigorously, his chest heaving and falling.

Neither Bellemod nor Gin looked very good.Although that guy Ito is dead, it seems that their existence has also been exposed.Afterwards, Kawaguchi's faction launched a fierce counterattack. After the trauma in Yokohama, it finally regained some vitality, but now it has been destroyed by more than half.

Where is the problem?

Gin and the others were puzzled.

"You know." Akai Hideichi asked without raising his head, wiping his gun.

Amuro Toru didn't speak, but Zhu Fu Jingguang who was beside him smiled.

But obviously, even if Toru Amuro didn't say anything, that famous name that was heard in the inner world would soon reach the ears of the organization.

"This is really unfortunate." Belmode was wearing a leather jacket, leaning against the wall and twirling his fingers around his hair.

Gin had a cold face.

"On the contrary, you, Bourbon, seem to be very lucky. You have been that person's neighbor, and you were bumped into the mission site, or you escaped unscathed."

"Bermod, don't try to transfer your failure to me. If I hadn't stopped you, you two would have been discovered by that person."

Qin Jiu drew his gun directly, put the muzzle of the gun on Toru Amuro's forehead, and stared at him coldly: "If you hadn't stopped me, the organization would have eliminated this serious problem long ago."

"You doubt me?" Amuro sneered, "If I hadn't stopped you back then, you would have been a corpse long ago. You wouldn't really think that there is no one around her to protect you, Gin Jiu, would you?"

The two just stared at each other for a while, Gin closed his gun, and gave a final warning: "Don't let me catch you, Bourbon."

Then turned around and left vigorously.

After those people left, Toru Amuro scratched his hair, thinking distressedly: What are you going to do, Lingyang.

The life in Fyodor is my favorite life of salted fish, but even if it is salted fish, I have to go out for a walk occasionally.

I greeted the person who just woke up from day and night, and I warmly invited him.

"Fei Jia, do you want to go fishing with me?"

"fishing?"

"Well, it's the kind of super-interesting activity where after putting down the bait, just wait, and some fish will bite the hook." I happily gestured to him.

The author has something to say: 1 Happy Dragon Boat Festival everyone!