After being found out that he was acting mischievously with a shiny face

Although Mori Ogai is just a small family doctor under the current leader and always looks slovenly, the young and precocious Osamu Dazai knew when he saw this man for the first time that the holy white coat that saved lives and healed the wounded was wrapped What an ambitious body.

There is an ulterior ambition hidden deep in Dr. Sen's eyes.

So when this man used that sharp scalpel to cut the former leader's neck accurately, even without hesitation, Osamu Dazai was not even surprised at all, just like that decisive appearance The original face of the other party is ordinary.

- After all, it is much more comfortable than the gentle and hypocritical face before.

The young Osamu Dazai who witnessed all this became the opponent's accomplice.

Although the other party promised to give him the poison he wanted after all the dust settled so that he could commit suicide as he wished, in fact Osamu Dazai didn't really care about the so-called 'poison'. How can I use that kind of thing? He is just a little too curious and wants to see what kind of tricks this man can play.

The mask of a kind-hearted doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded has been worn for a long time. Everyone thinks that the family doctor of the former leader is just an heir who was randomly pushed up by the leader who was sick and unconscious. It was the extremely cruel way that suppressed the opposing voices inside and outside.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. With lowered eyes, he looked at the report in his hand.

-The 47 people who intended to collude with external forces to overthrow the Hong Kong gangsters were all quietly killed by the people sent by Mori Ogai.

"Does Dazai-kun think my methods are too drastic?" Mori Ou shook hands and put them on his work, his long and narrow eyes flashed brightly.

Even if he took the position of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, this man still prefers to wear the original white coat most of the time.

Osamu Dazai just raised his eyebrows, "How dare I question the leader's order?"

Hearing this, the man just showed a smile of unknown meaning, and then leaned back on the leather seat behind him with a slightly dejected attitude, his unshaven and thin face was hidden in the shadow of the half-person-high seat.

"I'm going to Europe for a meeting tomorrow." "Oh shit? Are you going to take me with you?" Osamu Dazai guessed.He has heard a little bit about the international mafia conference held in Europe this time. After all, Europe sent people to negotiate early. Although he doesn't know what was discussed, it seems that both sides broke up on that occasion. .

This meeting is probably not going to be easy.

But Mori Ogai refused, "No, I have other things that I need Dazai-kun to do for me. I will bring the Central Plains cadres to this European meeting."

...

As soon as Osamu Dazai walked out of the chief's office, he saw the orange-haired young man standing at the door. He seemed to have been waiting for a while, and Osamu Dazai put his shoulders on the other person with a familiar look, "Ah, the little man has been waiting for a long time. ?"

Chuya took a step back with disgust on his face, avoiding Osamu Dazai's contact, "It's none of your business!"

"That's right. After all, isn't it normal for a dog to wait for its owner?" Osamu Dazai waved his hand, then stepped aside, "Chuya puppy, come in—"

"..."

Zhong Ye loosened his tightly clenched fists again, his face a bit ferocious.It took him a lot of patience to keep himself from hitting that laughing rascal's face with his fist, after all, this is still the chief's office, meeting the chief is far more important than beating Dazai.

"Goodbye—" Dazai Osamu's face became even more cheerful.

Zhong also took some stiff steps and strode into the chief's office.

...

But Osamu Dazai, who always predicts things like a god, did not expect that the hasty side, with a few words, was Kazuya's final farewell.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Zhongyuan Zhongya, who was incarnated by supernatural powers, died and turned into a red spot of light and dissipated. Life did not bring anything, and death did not leave any footprints.

But Mori Ogai still prepared a grave for him in the cemetery. On the blue-gray tombstone made of marble is the work photo of the other party. The boy in the black hat deliberately put his face on the floor, as if this It can make you look more authoritative.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had just arrived in Hong Kong, was despised by many people because of his overly delicate face.

Mori Ogai walked forward and gently placed the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone, while Osamu Dazai was holding a black umbrella and standing two meters away from Alice.

"Is this in your calculations, Mr. Sen."

Mori Ogai paused for a moment when he stood up, straightened his back, still facing away from Osamu Dazai.

"If it's my calculation that's wrong, Dazai-kun, do you believe me?"

Dazai Osamu sneered, does Mori Ogai, an old fox, still have a day of miscalculation?

According to reports, although Chuya was flogged before his death, the real cause of death was poisoning. Perhaps what Mori Ogai thought at the time was just to use him as a cadre to attract more external spies dormant inside, but he did not expect When the fish dies and the net is broken, the other party will be so decisive, poisoning many important members, and Zhong Yuanzhong is one of them.

Even if the other party's conspiracy is revealed, they definitely don't want Hong Kong gangsters to have a better life.

The loss of one's own people in this operation alone has already been counted in the hundreds, which is undoubtedly a great loss to the Hong Kong gangsters, not to mention the loss of the important combat power of the Central Plains.

"How dare I not believe it..."

Osamu Dazai looked at the face on the tombstone, and there was even a hint of disappointment in his tone.

......

In this way, the massive civil strife in Hong Kong came to an end with the appearance of the real Mori Ogai.

People from all walks of life began to quickly clean up the mess, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was seriously injured, was also sent directly to the hospital for further treatment.

Osamu Dazai followed, but he did not enter the ward, but stood at the door, looking at Chuya in the ward through the glass.

The wounds on his body have been treated very professionally, probably because things have ended perfectly, and because Nair is by his side, Zhong has also fallen into a deep sleep.

He took a long breath, and his bloodless face finally recovered a little bit of blood, and the injuries on his body in the interrogation room also started to show trouble at this time, and the pain continued from burst to burst. It started coming from all over the place.

"Mr. Dazai, let me take you to treat the wound." A passing nurse helped Dazai, who was a little tottering.

"No, I want to stay here."

The young lady couldn't resist him, so she pushed a small trolley full of medical supplies over, intending to bandage the other party's wound in this place.

This private hospital is one of the industries under the Hong Kong gangsters. The medical staff here are very familiar with Dazai Zhi. After all, Dazai Zhi, who was keen on various suicides earlier, is a frequent visitor to the hospital, and he is still flying around. From day to day, I went to the hospital and shouted 'I want to die in love with the beautiful young lady'!

"It's been a long time since Mr. Dazai was injured and came to the hospital for treatment." The young lady said with a little emotion while spraying disinfectant on his wound, "In the past, Mr. Dazai was sent here by Mr. Nakahara Woolen cloth..."

Dazai was taken aback.

Nakahara Nakaya was basically led by him when he first entered Hong Kong Hei, and the two of them worked together on a lot of missions, so whenever Dazai was hiding in a corner and conducting some strange suicide experiments, he always Zhongyuan Zhong also packed him with reluctance and sent him to the hospital for treatment.

In retrospect, I really saved him many times...

Although every time he was sent to the hospital, the other party was impatient and cursing.

"At that time, I was thinking, Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakahara must be very good friends, although Mr. Nakahara always said 'it would be better if that bastard died so that no one would give me so much trouble' , but I always feel that Mr. Nakahara cares about Mr. Dazai's life..."

Osamu Dazai remained silent, and a lot of things he and Nakahara Chuya had experienced together suddenly flashed in his mind, in the original world, and in this world, all kinds of true and false pictures were intertwined. I can't tell whether this place is a dream or reality.

Has the fate of Chuya's death really changed?

In the end, it was the pain from his arm that made Osamu Dazai wake up in a jerk, and he raised his eyes to meet the apologetic eyes of the younger sister.

"Sorry, did you hurt Mr. Dazai?"

After the wound on the arm was sterilized, it was wrapped with a clean bandage. Because the knot was a little tight, the pain was only felt at that moment.

He didn't care at all, he just waved his bandage-wrapped arm indiscriminately, and even put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully, and then showed a wild smile, "Si Guoyi, Miss Sister, what are you doing?" The bandages are so pretty—”

Then, as if he had discovered a new world, he stared at the young lady's face with scorching eyes, took the other's small hand that was still holding the medical bandage, and said in a soft tone, "Not only is the dressing technique good, the young lady is also good-looking. It's very beautiful... I just took a few more glances and I feel that I have been attracted by your beauty, kindness, why don't we die for love together and leave this absurd and boring world!"

-The young lady who just wanted to praise Mr. Dazai for his calmness recently showed an awkward but polite smile, and slowly pulled out her hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Dazai, for praising me, but you won't have to die for love. You can deal with the rest of the injuries yourself! I still have things to do—"

Then he turned around and left smartly, leaving only a cart of medical supplies and Osamu Dazai with an innocent face in place.

The author has something to say: Welcome back the unscrupulous Osamu Dazai——(bushi