Living in Yokohama

After buying desserts at a nearby dessert shop, Shirasaki came to apologize with a gift.

The neighbor's aunt glanced at her, with resentment on her face. Seeing that it was a newcomer she had never seen before, her face softened a little. She took the gift for apology, endured it, and couldn't help complaining: "Although you armed detectives The society usually has a lot of enemies, but this is too frequent?! Look how many times this month!"

"Ahaha... I'm really sorry." Bai Qi apologized with a dry smile. As the culprit of this incident, she couldn't say if this kind of thing wouldn't happen next time, so she could only keep apologizing.

"I don't think you're very old, so don't work in such a dangerous place. There are bombs here every now and then." Turning around and putting away the presents, the aunt persuaded her by leaning against the door, "It's not bad this time. A few days ago, someone threw bombs here, tsk tsk tsk, that was a bomb! It exploded with a bang!"

Shirasaki: ...

No wonder the people in the detective agency are so calm this time, they have already gotten used to it! ?

After taking care of all the neighbors, Shirasaki returned to the detective agency exhausted. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Osamu Dazai slumped on the reception sofa, with a very rare listless look—different from the usual lazy look when he skipped work, The current Osamu Dazai is really depressed, and his complexion is not very good. To use a metaphor... It is like Shirasaki's appearance in the days after seeing the headshot corpse for the first time.

Seeing her come in, Osamu Dazai stretched out his index finger and said lazily, "Then Xiaobai and I will go."

go?what to go!Bai Qi refused without thinking: "I sprained my leg just now, so I can't walk."

"Hey, you've already used this excuse once?" Osamu Dazai reminded him kindly.

Shirasaki thought for a while, and changed an excuse in a polite manner: "I just had a leg cramp, and I can't walk anymore. I need to rest."

Kunikida looked at her legs subconsciously, then frowned at Osamu Dazai and said, "Dazai! Now is not the time to be foolish!"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai said weakly, "So I thought of a way!"

Bai Saki closed the door and asked, "Any new commissions?"

"Ah, it was commissioned by the military and police to suppress armed robbery and bank robbers. These people have caused a lot of trouble recently." Kunikida looked at his notebook and replied.

"Huh?" The content of the commission was unexpectedly simple, and Bai Qi was a little surprised, "This kind of task can be solved by the military and police themselves... how many people?"

"That's the point," Kunikida Doppo couldn't help sighing, "There are more than 180 people in total."

Shirasaki: ...

More than 180 people? ?Is this really an attempt to rob a bank? ? More than 180 people are armed and only intend to rob the bank? ?

etc--

Bai Qi suddenly recalled what Osamu Dazai said when he just entered the door, and slowly lowered his head to look at Osamu Dazai: "...you just said that you and I should settle it?"

Osamu Dazai nodded cheerfully: "It's a great idea, right~"

Shirasaki: ...

I think I should deal with you first.

There are more than 180 people, one of them can be solved first by throwing Osamu Dazai out.

Port Mafia.

Chuya Nakahara was summoned by BOSS Mori Ogai, and he came to the top floor.

There was an extra table of desserts in the leader's office, and Mori Ogai was holding a plate of strawberry cake filled with strawberries, coaxing the little blond girl with a blissful expression: "Alice~Alice, why don't you change it~"

The girl's cheeks were bulging, and she snorted coldly while holding the dessert: "No! Rintaro is gone!"

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't look sideways: "BOSS."

Mori Ogai stood up, and he turned slightly sideways to look at Nakahara Chuya, his red eyes flashed an unknown light: "Chuya."

He walked back to the desk, put his hands together on his chin, and motioned for the other party to look at the documents on the desk.

Zhongyuan Zhong also disassembled it, looked at ten lines, and then frowned: "A 180-member armed group...the intelligence department has not received news that a large amount of arms has entered Yokohama recently, but the place where we do business seems to have encountered a bad situation. Less trouble."

Mori Ogai nodded faintly: "Let's leave this matter to Chuya, please be sure to find out the source of such a large amount of armed forces, and then get rid of them - of course, the military will probably entrust a detective agency to go there It’s up to you to judge, Chuya.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded seriously: "Yes, I'll go right away."

Before he left, Mori Ogai suddenly stopped him, the elderly leader hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Thank you for your hard work, Chuya."

"...?" Zhong Yuan nodded in confusion, and then walked out of the office in a daze.

Before going to the scene, of course, he had to go to the intelligence department to ask again, and the winery intelligence department he asked to check last time hadn't given him any news, so this time he just went to remind him.

On the way, Chuya Nakahara met Riyo Sakitani—the member of the intelligence department who was responsible for conveying the mission of Chuya Nakahara last time—he stopped: "Hey, what happened last time?"

Sakitani Riyo's expression was very complicated. She glanced at Chuya Nakahara cautiously, and then quickly lowered her head: "I-I have already investigated it. If the cadres of the Central Plains want it, we will organize it into a document immediately."

"? Ah, thank you for your hard work." Nakahara Zhong also pressed his hat, looked at the other person's eyes with confusion, and asked bluntly, "What happened recently?"

Riyo Sakitani: "Huh? No...Central Plains cadres, you have worked hard."

"...?" Recalling what the leader said to himself, Zhong Yuan was even more confused, but he didn't continue to ask, and waved his hands, "I'll go first."

After a few steps to the intelligence department, Nakahara Chuya just put his hand on the handle when he heard the sound of a conversation coming from the not very tightly closed door, and Nakahara Chuya happened to hear the word "Dazai".

For some reason, he stopped and subconsciously held his breath.

The conversation inside gradually became clearer.

"...Hey?! Is this what happened back then?!"

"Originally, I wasn't sure, but this time the Central Plains cadres will take this task, I think there are eight out of ten. Nine is like this!"

"I didn't expect Dazai to...cough, Mr. Dazai and the Central Plains cadres still have such a past, but didn't the Central Plains cadres open that bottle of wine for celebration?"

"You are stupid, you can only relieve your worries with wine!"

"Oh! That's right, but..."

"But what but! If this is not the case, why did the Central Plains cadres ask us to investigate a cowherd shop!"

Nakahara Chuya: ...?ha?

The handle in his hand was twisted and deformed, and Zhong Yuanzhong also kicked open the door. He straddled in front of these two people, stared at them until they were sweating, and then he smiled coldly: "Continue."

Two people: ...

Who, who dares to continue!

However, under the threat of Zhongye Zhongyuan, the two tremblingly told the cause and effect.

The cause of the incident was the bottle of red wine that Zhongyuan Zhongye received. After he received the red wine, out of curiosity about the origin of the wine and to find out who sent it, Zhongyuan Zhongye ordered the intelligence department to investigate the wine. A shop called Thirteen Princes.

From Zhongyuan Zhongye's point of view, the store that can have such good wine should be a winery or something, otherwise how could there be such good wine?

...However, this "Thirteen Princes" is an out-and-out Cowboy's shop.

After investigating all the "Thirteen Princes" in Japan, the people in the intelligence department had to accept their fate no matter how much they didn't believe it: it was indeed a cowherd shop that the cadres of Nakahara Chuya investigated.

If this is the case, there will not be any rumors. After all, Niulang shops usually rely on the mafia behind them, so it is not a strange thing to investigate these shops to obtain information corresponding to the mafia. Just as they plan to sort out the information and submit it When giving to the Central Plains cadres——

A person from the intelligence department suddenly talked about this "Thirteen Princes" in a chatty manner: "I went to it not long ago. This store seems to be nothing special, but I heard that the boss has a lot of tricks."

"Oh? You still go to these places." Another person joked, "How are the people inside?"

The man flinched subconsciously, then shook his head in fear: "Don't talk about it, I was scared out of it as soon as I entered."

"Huh? What happened?"

The man patted his chest and said in a low voice, "There's a person named Fallen Angel in there, and his body is covered in bandages. At first glance, he thought... Tsk, understand? I don't have the guts."

Another person half-jokingly said: "What are you afraid of? It's quite a coincidence... Speaking of which, Mr. Dazai has defected for two years, right?"

"That's right... At that time, the Central Plains cadres specially opened a bottle of wine. It was really good wine."

—— Having said that, everyone present stopped one after another, and the atmosphere was stagnant. They looked at each other, and then calmly looked away.

... Then, the gossip was passed on to the version that Chuya Zhongya heard now.

That is to say, "Osamu Dazai defected to Hong Kong gangsters, Nakahara missed his lover and hungover for a night. After two years, he found a boy with a similar face in a cowherd shop as a substitute."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

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