The daily life of Bat Cubs traveling through Yokohama

In the cargo compartment of the transport aircraft.

"Don't come here! If you come here again, you can be buried with me!" This time, the target - Bomb dealer Yalamuta stood in front of the metal black box one person tall, with a grim expression flashing the signal in his hand to detonate the remote control.

"This amount, I will probably disappear in an instant~ It seems good," Dazai Osamu leaned forward unsteadily, raised his foot under Yalamuta's nervous and flustered eyes, but was about to step out At that second, the body swayed back again, and took a step back, "But——I refuse to go on the road with a smelly and ugly man, even if I do that, I won't rest in peace."

Seeing this, Yalamuta heaved a sigh of relief, and then said arrogantly: "Stop talking nonsense, where is your companion? Get him out quickly! Or—uh!"

From an invisible angle, a dart was shot, cutting off his finger.

The signal detonator then fell, and then was caught by the claws, and retracted diagonally upward with a "swish".

"Otherwise?" The low and dangerous voice suddenly sounded.

The masked man with only his eyes exposed, covered with a red veil, squatted on top of the black box at some point, then jumped down, and stood in front of the fallen Yalamuta.

"Ahh——" Yalamuta covered the bleeding wound, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he sat down on the ground and wriggled desperately, "Forgiveness, mercy... What do you want? Gold, money? Or Weapons? I—poof cough cough..."

The tactical boots stepped on Yalamuta's chest, and a dagger lay across his carotid artery, causing him to be silent in shock.

"Let's save those things, I just want one thing - give me all your customer list information."

……

With the last scream in his throat, Osamu Dazai stood up and asked, "What, are there any other accomplices?"

Behind Osamu Dazai, Jason looked at Yalamuta who was moaning in pain at his feet, without even frowning at his plight, "I searched twice, and there was no one else."

Unexpectedly, Yalamuta looked cowardly, but he was surprisingly stubborn. Jason handed over the interrogation part to Osamu Dazai in case there was more than one accomplice on the transport plane, and he went to search the transport plane. There are no fish that slip through the net.

Not long ago.

Jason went through the comatose mercenaries one by one. Some of these people were wearing broken masks, some were covered with dust towels. As a result, no one was found until the last one was checked. There are traces of camouflage on his face.

At that time, the two realized at the same time that this transport plane has a hidden space that even the captain does not know, and it is also a secret room that will not be displayed in the operating system of the cockpit.

No wonder Yalamuta would choose this "ordinary" transport plane. It is estimated that he has already prepared various escape methods, and this modified mercenary transport plane is one of the options.

Later, when Yalamuta and his accomplices were about to escape on the small plane at the bottom of the transport plane, Jason and Osamu Dazai blocked the two ends respectively. The system of this plane had already been destroyed by Jason and the others.

The accomplice directly abandoned Yalamuta and slipped away by being familiar with the structure of this large transport aircraft.

Osamu Dazai stayed to deal with Yalamuta to prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry. After Jason tracked down another person and solved the other party, he came back and solved Yalamuta together.

Then it was Dazai who volunteered to pry open Yalamuta's mouth.

Jason left the cargo hold to check the situation again, and dealt with the group of comatose mercenaries before returning—equipping them with parachutes, making a small mechanism for delaying opening, and then kicking them one by one like dumplings. down.

As for where they will fall, they can only ask for their own blessings. Jason has tried his best to restrain himself and did not choose the easiest way.

None of the mercenaries participating in this kind of battlefield is innocent, but because they are only doing things for money, it is not worth taking their anger out on them.

The next step is to drive this transport plane to disappear into this airspace, and go to other places to destroy it and those bombs.

……

"Wow~ I can finally rest, get out of here and find a place to take a shower," Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, "I've been in this damn place for so long, I'm about to stink."

"Ok, then you take a rest here first, and I'll fly the plane."

Jason came to the driver's cab alone. As soon as he sat down on the main driver's seat, sparks of electricity suddenly burst out from the console, and then there was a "bang", and wisps of black smoke shot out from the gap.

"Woo—" Alarms sounded from all over the space of the entire transport plane.

Immediately afterwards, the transport plane automatically began to accelerate, fine-tuned its direction and flew towards the nearby town, and its body position became lower and lower.

"What?!" Jason fiddled with the buttons everywhere as if trying to save him - there was no response, obviously the transport plane was out of control, "How is that possible?"

"I'm afraid that the person who responded to Yalamuta on the ground discovered it and remotely controlled the transport plane through the signal base station." Osamu Dazai stared expressionlessly at the detection pacemaker hidden in the flesh of Yalamuta's wound. , frowned slightly.

The nature of this person is clear at a glance - he is afraid of death, but for some reason, he suddenly became so cruel just now, and bit the poison in his mouth...

"There is one more bad news to tell you," Osamu Dazai looked at the detonator in his hand while pressing the headset. At the same moment that the person died, it was also scrapped, and the huge black box also faintly transmitted There was a ticking sound, and Dazai pried open the box door to check—the countdown number on the bomb started to move, "The special bomb made by Yalamuta is about to explode, I think we should withdraw."

"No..." Jason looked at the town in the distance, which was slowly enlarged by a small dot, with an ugly expression, "If it explodes at a low altitude..."

Dazai Osamu's voice came lightly through the headset.

"Then this place may be destroyed by an explosion, engulfed by an inextinguishable fire, and finally...become the 'City of Pompeii' in the Middle East."

"..."

The soundless silence froze in the communication line, and only the slight sound of breathing showed that the other party was not offline.

"Boom-"

The transport plane suddenly sank a few meters, and then the scenery outside the window changed from the approaching town to the desert on the other side.

"呵啦——" The online signal sounded in the earphones of the two of them.

Then, Zhang Yang's rude, slightly smoky voice sounded.

"It seems that occasions that require gravity are indispensable everywhere, don't you think so, Dahong?"

"Wow—this voice...don't be what I thought..." Dazai Osamu's voice in the headset was hard to maintain calm, and it can be imagined that his expression is not very good now.

"Chuya, you came just in time." The dark clouds on Jason's face dissipated, the corners of his straight mouth relaxed, and he put on a relaxed smile.

"Ha, I didn't expect that you would have to be rescued by me one day," said Zhong Ye's proud voice from the headset, "What you see on your face now must be a scene that is worth tens of billions of paintings, isn't it? , Dazai?"*

"Ah, Dahong, I have a heatstroke, and I have auditory hallucinations in my ears, otherwise how could I hear the sound of slugs?!" Osamu Dazai vomited, and his voice became sleepy, "This is impossible, slugs If it appears in the desert, it will turn into a slug, an illusion...it must be an illusion!"

"Bastard mackerel, I think you need to be kicked down by me, blowing the air in mid-air, and refreshing your mind!" Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth in the channel.

"I'm already in my fighter plane," Jason reappeared after briefly going offline in the team channel, interrupted them directly, and then quickly gave instructions to the two of them respectively, "Dazai, you can go directly from the cargo hold. Jump out of the hatch. Chuya, I will leave this to you.”

"Since Dahong said so, I will let you go this time, Dazai." Nakahara Chuya ended the dispute indifferently, and then said briskly to Jason, "Don't worry, Dahong, it's not useless like that Guy, here it is on me."

Hearing the sound of landing in the cabin, Jason closed the hatch, raised the small fighter to a certain height and passed Chuya Zhongyuan above the transport plane.

Central Plains also nodded to Jason through the front window of the fighter plane, and then controlled the transport plane to fly towards the desert.

"Zhongye, there are still 10 seconds left." Jason looked at the small dot where Ye was in the middle of the sky in the distance, and pressed the headset to remind him with implied concern.

When Osamu Dazai mentioned the countdown countdown, Jason had already turned on the timer to synchronize the timing.

"Enough." Zhong Yuan said confidently and calmly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on the top of the transport plane and landed on the sand. Jason's countdown sound in the headset continued, and then his whole body glowed red, and he sank rapidly into the deep sand sea together with the transport plane.

"three--"

Central Plains also rushed out of the bottomless bunker.

"two--"

The sand in the distance of the pit glowed red and quickly gathered in the center. The giant sand pit disappeared in the blink of an eye and returned to the desert flat land just now.

"one--"

Huge power erupted from the ground, shaking several miles around.

Zhong Yuanzhong also held his hat and floated high in the air, watching the sand at the burial site under his feet bulge into a huge sand dune, and then quickly sank into a sand pit a few seconds later, and the sand around the top of the pit rolled down slowly. .

It didn't take long for calm to return here.

"Aren't you hurt, Chuya?" Jason's concerned voice sounded in the headset.

"It can't be better, Dahong." Nakahara Chuya raised a wanton smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Then, welcome back, Outlaw Gravity Envoy."

Just as a warm expression appeared on Nakahara Chuya's face, a disturbing voice suddenly came from the headset.

"It's a pity, I thought I could see 'sand fried slugs'."

Two other voices sounded on the channel at the same time—"Shut up.", "Shutup."

……

In a small fighter.

A certain confrontational atmosphere filled the cabin.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya sat in the two back seats, and turned their heads to the wall beside them.

"Jie Bird... I can hardly breathe," Osamu Dazai slumped limply in his seat, depressed, "The oxygen here is relatively fresh when there are two people, but it will become sticky when there is one more creature, huh—head I'm so dizzy, I need Xiaojie's hug to get better."

"Oh," Jason's voice came from the front seat, he said lazily, "Don't even think about it."

"Tsk, you've been chattering here and there, are you annoying?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "I've restrained myself so much that I threw you out of the sky, so, Don't challenge my endurance!"

"Jainiao, I thought this was our 'honeymoon' going abroad, why is there a third party!" Osamu Dazai ignored Chuya's threatening gestures, threw himself on the back of Jason's driver's seat, and lay on the upper edge With a pair of eyes exposed, he looked at the back of Jason's head resentfully.

"What third party? After all, Jay and I met first, so you are the extra one!" Nakahara stood up, full of anger, wanting to push Osamu Dazai from the back of Jason's seat Pull down, "Come down, don't disturb his rest."

"No," Osamu Dazai gripped the back of the chair firmly, "I've been eating and sleeping with Jie Niao these days, so I won't disturb him when I'm by his side."

Indeed, people like them are very vigilant, even when they are asleep, they will remain vigilant to a certain extent, and once a strange breath approaches, they will wake up reflexively.

"That's because Jay has a good temper, who is as shameless as you." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and said in disgust.

"I thought you knew?" Jason moved up the low red peaked cap, turned his head and looked up to see the two behind him behaving like little chickens, and laughed out loud, "When you two are together, you are still so sympathetic." vitality."

"I was mad at him!" Nakahara Nakaya let go of Osamu Dazai's back collar like an electric shock, and shook his hands in disgust.

Dazai Osamu had a small expression like a resentful woman, "Isn't the 'vigor' I have given you enough these days? How could you misunderstand me like this."

Jason raised his eyebrows without any reaction, and continued to watch Dazai's demon.

Then, Osamu Dazai dropped his hands and slammed on the back of the chair with only his chin as a support. He sighed sadly and said, "I know that Chuka is also on a business trip to Italy, and it's not far from here...but, that's not too far away." It’s not close!!! Although I had this hunch these days, I really hope that my hunch was wrong... In the end, wow——the nightmare came true.”

"Hey, who is like you, who is slow all day long." Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai disdainfully, then put his hands in his pockets, looked at the sky outside the window and wrote lightly, "Before you come, Jay said, if the signal is cut off, let me take a look at the situation. The signal in your team suddenly went offline abnormally, and then not long after such a big event happened in the Middle East, all the information could not be transmitted. I I guessed it was you, so I came directly over."

It didn't take long for Zhongyuan Zhong to get the news, he hurriedly finished the work at hand, quickly arranged for a plane, and used his supernatural power to rush over the border.

"That's right, that's it. As you can see, Zhong Ye is very reliable." Jason nodded affirmatively, and said with a soothing smile, "So, Zhong is also an indispensable member of the team. How rare are outsiders attacking?" Got him."

"Cough..." Zhongyuan Zhong also pretended to continue to look at the scenery, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It's not bad to find entertainment after a business trip, just come and have a look when you have time."

"Chuya, thank you for coming to save us." Jason said sincerely.

"Who wants him to save?" Dazai Osamu muttered softly.

"Thank you so much, what are you doing?" Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue, turned his head and looked at Jason helplessly, "I still owe you a lot of favors, so don't take such small things to heart."

Nakahara Chuya turned another angle to Dazai Osamu, and glared at Dazai, "And, I'm not here to save you, so don't be sentimental."

"Okay," Jason shrugged, indicating that he would not say more, and then he asked about other things, "So, go back together?"

"Ah..." Zhongyuan Zhong was also stuck, and a few strands of curled orange curly hair drooped, "The negotiations on my side are not over yet...and...the stronghold here will have to be guarded for a while, completely Subdue those forces, and wait until they stop fighting back before going back."

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Osamu Dazai got up from the back of the chair and said cheerfully, "I'm going back to tell Mr. Mori that Chuya skipped work! When the leader finds out, he must make Chuya work overtime~"

"I finished the phased work ahead of time, and didn't miss the job!"

"What if someone finds out that you didn't sit in Chuya, and chose to attack the stronghold today?"

"I……"

"I said hello on behalf of Zhongya, because this is a secret operation, I guess when you communicate with Mori Ogai remotely, he will tell you that you don't need to make a report. When you return to the headquarters to report on your work in the future, you can report in person." Jie Mori narrowed his eyes while speaking, making Dazai swallow his words.

There is no need to let Chuya know that the negotiation between him and Mori Ogai—in case Chuya needs to be dispatched, it is not "free" like taking Dazai away.

Although Osamu Dazai expressed dissatisfaction, he still kept his mouth shut.

'Slug this fool, what's there to defend. '

Besides, Chuya's heart is not that fragile. He has been a mafia for so long, how can he not know how cold and calculating the port Mafia is?

"...I won't say much else," Zhong Yuanzhong pushed down the brim of his hat a little uncomfortably, "I'll buy you a drink when I get back."

"Then it's settled." Jason said and turned on the operating screen, "Go back and sit down, fasten your seat belts, and send Zhongya to Italy first."

"Thanks." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't show too much politeness to Jason, and simply turned around and sat back in his seat.

"Then what about me? Did you make an agreement with him to leave me alone? I also want to drink with you." Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and got a little emotional.

"Seal." Jason raised his hand and stuck the hat on Osamu Dazai's head. Too much force caused Dazai's bangs to collapse, making his eyes go dark, "Give me a moment of silence, turn around, sit down, don't let me Talk too much."

Osamu Dazai quickly raised the brim of his hat, puffed up his face and gave Jason a look, but said nothing, turned and returned to his seat.

Jason is already surprised that Osamu Dazai can still maintain his spirit. Dazai is not like him, who maintains physical training all year round and hones his will uninterruptedly.It's hard for Dazai to follow him around in the wind and sand these days.

The same is true in the Central Plains. Taking time out of their busy schedules, they consumed a lot of physical energy on the way here, and when dealing with transport planes and bombs, they consumed a lot of superpowers, and their spirits were probably extremely exhausted. Bar.

No matter what, you are like a child, even if you run out of energy, you have to wait for the "adult" to remind you to take a good rest.

After a while, the two breathing sounds behind him evened out.

Jason clicked on the control interface, adjusted the air conditioner in the cabin by a few degrees, then leaned back in the seat, propped his right elbow on the armrest, and closed his eyes with his face propped up.

Not long after, the last outlaw also entered a state of rest.

Location, Yokohama City.

"Ugh—he's finally back." Osamu Dazai stretched his waist and got off the small fighter plane. After being lazy for a second, he excitedly invited Jason, "Let's go, it's already here, let's go drink together ~"

A dim yellow color appeared in the sky, and Yokohama was about to enter the time of the Mafia.

"I still want to..." Jason was obviously still thinking about King Cang.

"Nothing will happen tonight. We just finished dealing with the bomber. It will take a while before Cang Wang wants to find a new source of weapons." Osamu Dazai threw himself on Jason's back, Hanging on his neck, he urged, "Let's go, I will accompany you to that place where there is no shit and no entertainment, so you come and accompany me."

"...Your hand strength has grown a lot in the past few days," Jason was almost strangled by Dazai, but fortunately Dazai was not heavy... No, it was too light, Jason fell on his back With a heavy weight, he frowned and said, "What to drink, you should eat more food, let's go, I ask—"

"Bell—" the phone rang.

The two had a meal at the same time.

The bell rang again, and Osamu Dazai reluctantly let go of Jason, and took out his phone.

When he saw the screen of the mobile phone, his expression instantly turned cold, and he became the one that both the enemy and the internal members feared—the mafia within the mafia.

"Mr. Mori?"..."Well, I'm back."..."Yes, I understand."...

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone, quickly withdrew his cold expression, put his chin on Jason's shoulder with a sullen face and said, "Why do you have a new job when you come back, Mr. Sen is too good at calling people, it's like exploiting The slave owner! I want to run away, I really want to run away."

Jason pressed the top of Dazai's head and rubbed his soft brown-black hair, "Run, I don't need a bite of food for you here."

"Well...forget it." Although Dazai Osamu was very moved, it would be fine if he was alone, but... just walking away now will definitely cause trouble for Jason, besides, Oda Saku is still there ...

As he spoke, Osamu Dazai clenched his fist and waved his hands up and down, expressing his protest and dissatisfaction, "However, I will resign sooner or later, and no one wants me to be a social animal for the rest of my life!"

"Complaining enough?" Jason stretched out an index finger, poked Dazai's forehead, and pushed him away a little, then Jason moved his shoulder out, "Since you have something to do, I'll leave first. "

"Aren't you going to send me off?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and blinked, "You already sent Chuya to his workplace."

"Go away," Jason kicked his foot, "this is the way, squeamish."

Turning a deaf ear to Osamu Dazai's words like "rude and excessive", Jason turned around directly, turned his back to Dazai and raised his hand, "Dazai, seeya."

Watching Jason walk into the hatch, shortly after, the small fighter plane disappeared in midair.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze, and looked at the dim yellow sky with a weary expression, the five towering buildings that looked like black beasts spreading fear.

The evening wind blew through Dazai Osamu's hair, a few strands of hair brushed his smooth cheeks, and his cold iris eyes dimmed.

"Now there are still organizations that dare to touch the smuggled goods in the port Mafia?"

——'It's really... so bold that you don't want to die. '

The author has something to say:

*In the first season of tv, the most impressive sentence of our chuchu's first appearance.

Maybe there is the power of morning mist in the dark...

The chuchu that can't even have a name in the novel...

(I can't speak Japanese in the 15-year-old book...)

Heartbroken, Mingming Zhong is so popular, why doesn't Mr. Asagiri write more!

Why?No... It seems that I write less and less_(:з」∠)_

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