I'm on the scramble

The next day, Ah Li, Dazai, and the president went to the vicinity of the meeting place with the gang leader.

It was a deserted park in Yokohama, the shadows of the trees were dancing, and the wind power generation facilities that were slowly rotating in the distance could be seen when looking up.

Ah Li felt thirsty halfway, so he said to the president: "Father, I'm going to buy some cans of drinks and come back."

Fukuzawa Yukichi naturally had no reason to hinder her, he nodded and let her act independently, and only gave one sentence.

"Go early and return early."

Otherwise, I don't know when I will meet the gang of the port mafia.

Dazai, with a gentlemanly demeanor, leaned over and asked if he wanted to accompany him.

Ah Li bluntly said that there is no need for it, so as not to delay the time even longer.

She went to a place a little farther away for a stroll, and there was no supermarket here, so she could only find a vending machine at random, and decided to put coins in the goods.

"Buy two cans of oolong tea, Dad should like it better, and then Dazai... just heat the curry soup."

Ah Li, who quickly decided what to buy, had no sense of persecuting someone in his heart. Didi pressed the corresponding product a few times, and the three bottles rolled down to the exit below.

Ah Li bent down and took out the three cans of drinks from it, two ice and one hot temperature applied to her inner arm, the touch was quite wonderful.

But at this time, she turned her head slightly, and found a series of uncoordinated footsteps coming from the side beside her.

A group of people wearing representative black suits, and occasionally several people with different styles of clothing approached here.

She is surrounded.

"Long time no see, Little Rubble."

The black-haired man surrounded by the crowd in the middle of the crowd came slowly towards her. He was also wearing a symbolic black coat, and the only dark red scarf hanging from his shoulders was elegant in style, which easily made his temperament stand out from outsiders. ilk.

He smiled and praised the girl: "You still look as cute as before... Well, it would be nice if you could be a little younger."

Facing the unrepentant sexual harassment from this old man, Ah Li retorted speechlessly: "Whoever wants you is very good!"

She turned her clear eyes and glanced at the group of black suits behind Mori Ogai who made a protective gesture.

"I didn't expect this trip to be quite a big battle. I thought you should be short of people at this time."

These words could not help but carry a bit of irony, but Sen Owai was not very angry, and put on a look of tolerance for the young girl who looked like a loli.In fact, she felt that this attitude, which was different from the mainstream of society, was quite like a fake.

"It's your fault for detaining my capable subordinates. Without their help, I would have a headache."

The black-haired man smiled elegantly, and then changed the topic.

"It doesn't matter, as compensation, we can also take you back. I will be very happy if Xiaoli is here."

Ash narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Haven't you given up yet? Watch out for me jumping up and smashing your doll again like before—after all, I'm past the age of playing with dolls now, and I won't soften my heart when dealing with cute toys like that."

Sen Owai's smile remained unchanged, as if testing her bottom line.In this sentence, the subordinates behind him took a step forward very cooperatively.

"Occasionally come to this kind of forced drama, it seems quite interesting, doesn't it?"

Facing the threat that locked him, Ah Li, who was unmoved, showed no panic on his face, and was still quite calm.

"If so, I have a way to deal with people like you."

She didn't jump up and blow this man's head in full view, she didn't crush his beloved beautiful doll, she didn't threaten to catch ghosts and go to his bedside every night to scare people, and she didn't blow his hairline bald. Already a poor brain.

She just took a deep breath, and then opened her cherry-colored lips under the stiff expression of the gang leader, and shouted from it——

"Dad! This bad uncle wants to abduct me again—"

The girl's crisp and melodious voice pierced through the cracks in the leaves and echoed around the park. Her unexpected behavior of moving rescuers made the port mafia realize what it means to be shameless.

Hearing her call for help, the silver-haired man in the distance who was worried about his daughter's safety and acted quickly left the spot immediately, and followed the sound to her side with the young man in the windbreaker a few seconds later.

"gravel!"

Seeing his reliable adoptive father coming, Ah Li immediately rushed over and took his big hand to act like a spoiled child. The villain first accused him like a complaint: "Father, this is the man!"

Because of this, Fukuzawa Yukichi turned his head, and stared at the group of people who appeared in front of him with a rather cold look.The tall and straight body like a pine bamboo fell down slightly, as if it would draw a knife out of its sheath in the next second, and behead the villain who dared to take advantage of his beloved daughter.

"Dr. Sen, as I said, please stay away from my daughter."

Mori Ogai, who was caught by the killing intent lock, stayed calmly on the hands held by the father and daughter, the color in his naturally rosy eyes gradually became darker, and there was a faint tinge of redness that was about to bleed. Bright color.

He was so envious, but he didn't say anything.

"Xiao Li, you are still as usual... different." Mori Ogai spread his palm helplessly, and said as if thinking of her: "I just think it is better to provide a better living environment for the child, After all... she is a diamond so beautiful that even I am moved."

Fukuzawa Yukichi said indifferently: "No need."

No matter how many years have passed, the two of them are still so at odds with each other.

"Your Excellency Fukuzawa is still so rigid and serious... The Mafia is an organization that values ​​face and cares about vengeance. Your Excellency Fukuzawa is not worried about retaliation like the destruction of the Mafia at this critical moment because of his ignorant ideas. Is it?"

Perhaps every normal person living in Yokohama may be afraid of the retaliation from the port mafia that dominates the darkness of the city, but they are the only ones who have their own standards in their hearts.

Fukuzawa Yukichi replied indifferently: "Then how about taking this opportunity to settle all grievances in the past?"

His eyes sharpened, and before he knew it, the silver figure rushed towards the old opponent.

The members of the port mafia on the opposite side wanted to stop them, but when they raised the weapons in their hands, they were surprised to find that both the gun and the dagger were cut off in an instant.In the blink of an eye, a warrior like a silver wolf had come to the leader and pressed the snow-white blade against his throat.

The speed that does not resemble human beings, roaming like lightning, Ali inherited the swordsmanship from him. As the teacher who taught his beloved daughter how to learn swordsmanship, Fukuzawa Yukichi is still excellent in swordsmanship even though he has sealed the sword for many years.

It's just that his opponent is far more familiar with his knife path than anyone else. Mori Ogai didn't dodge or evade, but also hit his vitals with the scalpel at a tricky angle, with an indifferent smile on his face.

The atmosphere of fighting was on the verge of breaking out, and other mafias in black suits appeared on the stage and raised their guns at them. The three of them were in the encirclement, like lambs being watched by a tiger in the fence, looking helpless and weak, but they were not.

Ah Li, who no longer pretended to be weak, held her hand on the handle of the knife behind her.

"If you want to do it, don't say you regret it then."

It's a joke to want to defeat them by numerical superiority.As long as she is here, no matter how many people come, she will turn them into cannon fodder.

At this tense moment, Dazai finally stepped forward to intervene.

"Mr. Sen should be in a difficult situation right now."

Among the three, he was the most powerful in combat, without any threat to his life, with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and a flippant smile on his face.

"The useful cadres and subordinates have not come in handy, and the things that the combination has done in the stronghold and the private port have caused you to lose a lot of business one after another. So, are you in a hurry?"

Mori Ogai's polite expression gradually disappeared, and what floated on his face was something more superficial, which was hypocrisy.

"It's Dazai-kun... It's been a long time, maybe it's been four years?" His unique rhythmic voice sounded steadily, "I don't know if you still remember the things I taught you."

Dazai didn't speak, just watched him quietly, the man who had been his teacher was not interrupted, he continued to express his opinion.

"National wars and wars between illegal organizations like ours actually have something in common."

This military officer who has personally experienced the bloodbath of the war, but is now a leader sitting at the top of the mafia said: "Military crises are often full of various accidents and accidents. Such risks are generated through rational calculations, and some threats are very serious. necessary."

"For example, in order to directly attack the enemy's state, you can inflict pain on it. Once the enemy can't bear it, the enemy will subdue. In this way, we will gain unilateral benefits."

Dazai looked at him calmly, with an unknown storm brewing in his eyes.

"T Schelling's 'Risk Generation Theory' creates a state of high danger, which can play a great role in this war. Could it be...Mr. Sen, for you, the one used to suppress The weapon of destruction refers to the Q?"

Guessing this, even Dazai's expression felt a bit surprised, as if watching a crazy idea being born: "Did you let him out? Mr. Murphysen, you forgot, did he cause the gangsters in Hong Kong back then? The culprit who is everywhere."

"Q...?" Ah Li repeated the code name with some doubts.

People who are not Hong Kong black people may not know what this code name means, but as the leader of the organization, Mori Ogai naturally knows it clearly, but he never shows any timidity.

"Q, even on the world stage where supernatural powers are gradually rampant, a mind-manipulating power user is extremely rare." Mori Ogai said with a smile, "The next thing you should worry about is that those members who cannot be protected outside What kind of nightmare will we have?"

Realizing the meaning conveyed by his words, the people in their Armed Detective Agency felt a surge of anger in their hearts.

"You attacked our clerk?!" Fukuzawa Yukichi yelled at this sinister and cunning man for a moment.

There was a trace of unbearable pain on his stern face. As the president, he couldn't bear the harm of his innocent subordinates because of this unnecessary war.

"You want us to release your cadres through such a threat?" The more severe the situation, the more you must think calmly.After thinking about it, Ah Li realized his purpose.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mori Ogai's mouth.

"Mr. Sen, Q is an uncontrollable weapon that can walk. Are you not afraid that if he loses control, it will bring endless troubles to the entire city?"

Dazai said in a deep voice, still wanting to get to the bottom of it. Q is undoubtedly a hole card played by the opponent, which shows that this war has really been forced to a certain extent.

"This is exactly the concept of 'risk generation'. If it is destined to set off a bigger war, I don't mind being a little bit of a hand to fuel the flames, as long as I can get a higher profit in the end--I am the same type You, Dazai-kun, must be able to understand my thoughts."

Mori Ogai smiled slightly, then turned around to leave, and the black coat behind his back made a ruthless arc in the air.

The back of the man who left was extremely cold, as if he wanted to throw all these troubles to them to digest.

This also makes it clear that he is undoubtedly a mafia leader who will choose to do as long as it is logical, no matter how cruel the act is, how dirty the mud is.

In the end, he only left one sentence: "The cadre position of the port mafia is still reserved for you, and you are welcome to come back anytime, Dazai-kun."

Dazai, who was poached on the spot, looked unchanged: "Thank you for your kindness, but unfortunately this is impossible."

Time waits for no one, and Ah Li and the others can't take into account that the other party shamelessly invites their people to change jobs.She hurriedly took the president's big hand, looking anxious.

"Father, give Kunikida and the others a quick instruction, go rescue the clerk and the others now, maybe there is still a chance."

Fukuzawa Yukichi couldn't help closing his eyes tightly.

The reason why Mori Ogai proposed this invitation to allow the two parties to meet was not only to slow them down, but also to convey a message.

Although he didn't say a word about asking the detectives to socialize and return the hostages, the threat obviously had to force them to do so.

Wanting to fight the combination in the cracks of the mafia's revenge will only hurt more people.Be wise, they won't be able to make enemies because they have to deal with some unnecessary fighting.

This depressed mood continued to fill their relationship for a long time... until the figure of the port mafia disappeared completely at the end of the distance.

Ah Li turned his head and asked the young man in the windbreaker who had the most say in the performance.

"Dazai, what's my expression like? Isn't it amazing?"

Dazai immediately showed her a happy smile that was so refreshing that he could drown himself in the water at any time, unlike the gloom he had just faced with his old acquaintance.

"Of course! Ms. Li's acting skills are perfect. If you go to the entertainment industry, I will definitely give you the throne of actress!"

When the rainbow fart came here, Dazai put his hand on his chest in pain because he thought of something.

"Ah, but thinking that so many people will be able to see Miss Li's lovely appearance, it's a bit uncomfortable... why don't you commit suicide to relieve it."

Ah Li ignored the performance of this dramatist and threw himself back on his adoptive father.

"Dad, don't worry, our next plan is still progressing steadily!"

The silver-haired samurai finally saw that his expression softened a little, and he reached out to grab her arrow to cope with his daughter's dependence.

"Thanks to you, Rubble, you did a great job."

Although everyone complained about her extremely evil plan at the beginning, after all, it was not in line with the detective agency's righteous course of action, but thinking about it now, it is not always the case.

Ah Li, who was praised by his father, was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help bursting out with great enthusiasm. He jumped up like climbing a cat stand with his arms hanging around his neck, and his head was buried in his chest like a cat. The same snoring and rubbing.

"I will always love Dad!"

Suddenly receiving this confession, Fukuzawa Yukichi, who is over 40 years old, couldn't help but hit his head with a hammer, and he hasn't recovered for a long time.

He always blushed, only felt the warmth in his chest, coughed and wanted to respond: "Hey, I too..."

But just at this moment, his grandson named Dazai came over and interrupted his rarely brewing sensation: "Miss Li also want to praise me, I am still considerate for the person who went to 'rescue the hostages' The little prince sent a 'gift'."

A mountain hotel used as a refuge far outside the prefecture.

An unusually tall man with long hair and a foreign youth in overalls were walking on the country road, and they would arrive at their destination in a short time.

"This is obviously the enemy's attempt to lure us out of a trap, so why did they make another trip?"

The long black-haired man's face was full of 'mourning', and his facial bones were thinner than ordinary people, making him look very gloomy.

Maybe it's his idiosyncrasy, this expression looks like it's troublesome to even breathe, as if he wanted to dig a hole in a random place and bury his whole body except his head.

And his partner, the blond young man who can manipulate grape vines is lying on the ground, as if he wants to listen to the movement through the vibration felt by the grape vines spreading underground.

"Even a trap is very attractive... Well, I heard the voices of two people."

The blond young man who caught the target smiled, but he didn't know that there was still some time before he found out the truth about the two of them.

In the mountain hotel used by the detective agency as a place of refuge, a boy with black and white hair who was only about 11 years old and indistinguishable from male and female walked into the hotel while holding his beloved cursed doll, humming a song .

"Hmph~Hmph~ You will be next, Dazai-san~"

He innocently walked through the corridors of the hotel, and according to the instructions he received, he pushed open the sliding door of the Japanese room with anticipation.

"So, who will the toy be this time?"

However, it wasn't until Yumeno Hisaku opened the sliding door that he realized what kind of meeting gift was waiting for him.

A lemon rolled down in front of him because of the sound of pushing the door, and stopped after hitting his toe.The room looked dark and dull because the curtains were drawn. The tatami as far as the eye could see was covered with a slice of golden lemons, and in the middle was a strange man tied up with a rope, whose mouth was stuffed with the same lemon as the ground. .

"Uuuuuuuuuuu!!"

He kept twisting his body, almost knocking down the attached thing next to him.

In this weird space, Yumeno Hisakuza took half a step back in fear, his throat seemed to be blocked by a foreign object, and he kept uttering strange syllables without words.

"Uh, ah..."

But what scares him is not the trap that appears in front of his eyes, but Kajii Keijiro is facing his extremely abstract soul masterpiece by the painter Dazai, which can scare children to tears in minutes.

Straight to the heart of a child.

Yumeno Hisaku finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart, so frightened that he hugged the doll and cried out: "Wow--"