The strongest me is running amok in Yokohama

Of course Gojo Satoru didn't know what Osamu Dazai thought of him.

From birth to now, this guy is definitely the most troublesome of all the people he has encountered.At least, from the perspective of Gojo, the two adjectives "ambiguous" and "not black and not white" are obviously more suitable for Osamu Dazai, an atypical mafia.

However, for Dazai Osamu, who is like a cat who sticks to you and refuses to leave when he gets interested, and will leave without looking back when he loses interest, Gojo Satoru can't say that he doesn't care at all——

Osamu Dazai is a olfactory animal.

Being too transparent, he got along well with Oda Sakunosuke, but it doesn't mean that he and Gojo Satoru can also have a good relationship.After all, Oda Sakunosuke is a man who is easy to befriend.

"You regard me as the same kind as you," Wujo Satoru said frankly, "but you don't like the same kind, and at the same time, you can't help but care about him."

"The relationship between us is just like this." The boy turned his face slightly, hiding his eyes under his long bangs, "It's just that my heart is much wider than yours."

No one in the future will try to explore the journey of someone like him.

"Ayatsuji Xingren is very similar to me, but that's because of the similarity in upbringing," Gojo Satoru explained, "You think you have similarities with me, although I don't think so—"

"I'll just show you what you want," the young man said calmly, "about what will happen to me in the future."

After saying this, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and gently pushed the wine glass, and stood up with the sound of the ice cubes colliding with the glass wall.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, took a sip of the wine from the same style of glass, and said a rare truth: "I don't care about status, and the status of Hong Kong black is the same. As long as it makes me feel worthy, I don't care about it." Would mind giving something."

The only answer to him was the sound of the bar door being pushed open and closed.

Osamu Dazai raised his head, sighed lightly, and met Ango Sakaguchi with a strange expression.

Unlike Sakunosuke Oda who has always remained calm, the expression of the subordinate directly under the leader of Hong Kong gangsters is very complicated at the moment.

Sakaguchi Ango frowned and said, "Do you know what consequences your words will bring?"

"Will you report it to Mr. Mori?" Osamu Dazai showed an expected expression, "It's so boring, anyway, if he wants to get rid of me, it's fine as long as the method is straightforward."

Ango Sakaguchi first replied sullenly: "This is my duty." Then, out of his intolerance to his friends, he reminded: "Dazai, you should be more careful, you should know better than me, the mafia There are more ways to make people suffer more than death than other people think."

Osamu Dazai turned his head and used the back of his head to express his rejection of Ango Sakaguchi: "Are you out of work today? If you stay here, won't you be unable to hand in tomorrow's report?"

"Is there any report tomorrow..." Although Ango Sakaguchi said so, after raising his arm and looking at the pointer on it, he stood up reluctantly, "But I do have something to do, I'm afraid I have to go first .”

Dazai turned lazily and waved to him, and Oda Sakunosuke also nodded to express goodbye.

Sakaguchi Ango heaved a sigh of relief, then he also stood up from his seat and walked to the door of the bar.

He paused, but still turned his head, and again kindly warned Dazai again: "Be careful what you say in the future."

Osamu Dazai responded perfunctorily: "I know, I know——Ango, are you a climacteric mother who is worried about rebelling against her son?"

Ango Sakaguchi jumped on his forehead and slammed the door back with a bang.

Now there are only two people left at the front desk of the bar.

Osamu Dazai finally relaxed completely, lying on the table like a curled up snail.

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at this guy, then looked away, and took a sip of wine into his mouth.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, and asked in a dissatisfied tone: "Odasaku, why do you look happy?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, and said "Yes", affirming Dazai's answer: "Because you look happier than before."

"Odasaku, why is your vision getting worse and worse?" Dazai didn't even need to think, he directly denied the man's words, "How can you tell that I'm happy? It's still like Ango to exchange news with that guy Gojo Care about me like an idiot?"

Oda Sakunosuke replied with some doubts: "Both."

"Ha——" Osamu Dazai sneered, "That guy Ango is a menopausal mother, and when she cared about her son, she couldn't let go of her own career. Do you think I would like such a person?"

"As for Gojo Satoru, indeed," the boy's voice became even colder, "his position and mine will not hinder the development of our relationship."

"The premise is that there is indeed such a wish between us."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Osamu Dazai calmly, expressing that he was listening to him.

"'If you want to see it, I will show you'? Listen to this, it is more confident than that slug in its own force." Dazai slandered mercilessly, "As arrogant as Mr. Mori, this can still Saying what you hate about the other party is even more arrogant than Mr. Mori's arrogance, right?"

Oda Sakunosuke still insisted on his point of view: "Dazai, you should be honest occasionally."

"Okay," Dazai Osamu was tolerant to Oda Sakunosuke as always, "If you insist on thinking so, it's not impossible."

"I'm just glad that Gojo Satoru is as much a liar as I thought," Dazai hung his head, "He said something like 'give you a hope', but he didn't even know what hope is .”

***

After Ango Sakaguchi left the bar, he first wandered around in an alley, and when he came out again, his attire had completely changed.

Today is a fixed day for submitting information to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.As a spy lurking from the government to the mafia, Ango Sakaguchi is particularly handy with related skills.

He wandered around a few streets, and after making sure that no one was following him, he walked unhurriedly to a waiting hall, pretending that he needed a car to go home.

Ango Sakaguchi glanced at his watch, and the hour hand was pointing to the prescribed time for the joint.

On the wooden seat, a teenager in ordinary clothes was wearing headphones, humming a song and playing games.

When Ango Sakaguchi passed by him, he shook his hand and knocked the game console in the opponent's hand to the ground.

The young man raised his head as if he had just discovered someone, and scolded angrily, "Uncle, are you blind?!"

One of the two apologized, and the other cursed a few swear words again and again, and it took a long time before they calmed down again.

At this time, the documents needed by the Supernatural Secret Service Division had been handed over to the boy.

Ango Sakaguchi sat down on a seat some distance away from the informant, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything unusual recently?"

"Wujo Satoru." The other party also replied in a low voice, "We need all the information between him and Hong Kong gangsters, and we will hand them in together next time."

Ango Sakaguchi nodded almost imperceptibly, indicating that he understood.

Not long after, a bus drove over, and the boy got on the bus alone.

Ango Sakaguchi still sat quietly, silently waiting for the one that belonged to him.

At this moment, a greeting with a smile interrupted his silence: "I didn't expect you to be from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Mr. Sakaguchi."

Before Ango Sakaguchi could react, Gojo Satoru jumped on the back of the chair and sat down next to the man: "I was shocked."

Ango Sakaguchi tried his best to maintain the expression on his face, turned his face to Gojo, and replied in a strange tone: "I should be the one who should be shocked, right?"

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru gave a perfunctory noncommittal, and evaded, "I only caught up with Mr. Sakaguchi because your behavior was too weird—I think this should be because you are a member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Where is the responsibility?"

"Of course, the abnormal behavior of a direct subordinate of a mafia leader cannot be ignored. It is also because of my loyalty to the Supernatural Secret Service that I accidentally discovered this huge secret." The boy propped his cheeks and smiled. Turning his face away brilliantly, he watched Ango Sakaguchi's expression of surprise through the dim light.

Ango Sakaguchi twitched his eyebrows: "How did you follow me?"

"I didn't follow you," Gojo Satoru's tone was normal, even a little relaxed, "It's just that my eyesight is better, and your disguise doesn't count against me."

He raised his finger and pointed to a tall building opposite: "I've been watching you from above."

So there is indeed no follower behind him.Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help complaining in his heart: Gojo Satoru's ability is really too troublesome, I really don't know what the higher-ups think, and put him together with Mr. Ayatsuji who is also troublesome.

Gojo Satoru turned his face away, and stopped laughing at Ango Sakaguchi's miscalculation openly and secretly: "What should I do now? Maybe I have to go abroad now?"

Ango Sakaguchi looked at him coldly: "You exposed yourself for this reason?"

"No," Wujo Satoru said bluntly, "I want to get information related to my ability."

"Your authority is not enough." Sakaguchi Ango refused without thinking.

"But now I know that the port mafia may be the highest-ranking undercover agent at present," Gojo Satoru said frankly, "I am negotiating terms with the Supernatural Secret Service Division, not you, Mr. Sakaguchi Ango."

"If you hand over all the information about me, I can also guarantee that I will not betray the Supernatural Secret Service after this." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "I think your boss will agree."

"I will also submit a threat assessment report on Gojo Satoru himself at the same time," Sakaguchi Ango did not show weakness, "Even if your goal is achieved, life will not be easy afterwards."

"You are wrong, Mr. Sakaguchi. Since I arrived in Yokohama, life has not been easy," Gojo Satoru didn't care about the man's warning, "and part of the reason for my difficult life is in your hands."

"As long as Ayatsuji-san is still in your hands, he will be a powerful bargaining chip against me," said the boy, "just like the method against Shibusawa Tatsuhiko."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "They won't refuse."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1811:26:03~2020-07-0419:18:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Dawn Sky 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: LAN10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!