Don't get in the way of my marriage

While the car was driving at high speed, Yuan's cell phone rang.

The silent atmosphere in the car was suddenly broken.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and the caller ID showed "Nang Tian Bald".

Because of Minamoto's outspokenness, except for Oda Sakunosuke who strictly abides by social etiquette, the other two people in the car can clearly see the person on the caller ID.

Osamu Dazai: I didn't expect Mr. Shintaro's circle of friends to be so extensive.

Ango Sakaguchi: Taneda...couldn't be the one he knew.

A warning glanced at Osamu Dazai who was about to make a small move, and Minamoto connected the phone.

"The old place is waiting."

After saying this sentence, Yuan hung up the phone directly. Anyway, the reason why the other party is calling now is to inquire about the progress of the task. He doesn't want Osamu Dazai to explore his social network.

"You are ready to get out of the car."

Yuan reminded the three hitchhikers in the car.

After sending Ango Sakaguchi, he was going to pick up Ranpo and go home, and with so many bright light bulbs, he would make Ranbu jump up with anger no matter how he looked at it.

"Hey—it's getting late anyway, why don't we all have dinner together and then separate?"

The more he wanted to drive himself away, the more he didn't want the other party to get what he wanted. Osamu Dazai grabbed the seat belt tied in front of him, as if doing so could avoid the fate of being driven out of the car.

Ango Sakaguchi in the back row opened his mouth. He actually wanted to say that he couldn't have dinner together and had to leave early.

But Osamu Dazai seemed to have guessed his thoughts first.

"You are not included in the invitation list, Ango, you have other jobs, right? As your good friend, I certainly won't agree with you skipping work for the sake of pleasure. I'm right, Oda Saku."

What's more, judging from the current situation, Ango, he can no longer drink and chat with them so casually.

Osamu Dazai thought about it, but didn't say it directly.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Well, if there is work to be done, you still have to finish the work first."

At this time, the car had arrived at the place where Yuan Chang and the Supernatural Secret Service Division handed over the task.

As soon as the car came to a complete stop, several agents in plain clothes surrounded them.

Dazai Osamu, who had already guessed the specific reason, sat in the co-pilot obediently, and reminded Oda Sakunosuke not to be nervous by the way.

"Dazai-kun, Odasaku, I hope we can..."

"Enough Ango, if it wasn't for Mr. Shintaro's face, do you think you can leave so easily today?" Lying on the car window, Osamu Dazai stared at Ango Sakaguchi coldly.

If Mr. Shintaro hadn't intervened, Odasaku might have become a victim of the inter-organizational game.

Although I am very dissatisfied with their way of handling affairs, there is nothing I can do. After all, it may be that they have something to ask for in a short time.

For the past day or two, Osamu Dazai has been thinking about it.

Even if this Mimic incident is successfully resolved by them, will it work?Can Mr. Mori no longer regard Oda as a low-level employee who can sacrifice at any time?Can it eliminate the fear of himself in Mr. Mori's eyes?

The answer is definitely not.

Knowing this deeply, Osamu Dazai felt that it was time to take Oda Sakunosuke to change jobs and stay away from this black-hearted enterprise.

"Mr. Yuan?"

Oda Sakunosuke, who didn't know much about the situation, looked at Yuan in doubt, hoping to get an answer from the latter.

Anwuta, shouldn't he go back to the Port Mafia first now?Why, follow those guys who have never seen before.

After restarting the car, Minato held the steering wheel with one hand.

"You'd better wait for Dazai to explain this to you personally."

The three of them are friends.

It's really unfortunate. According to the current situation, it is obvious that Mr. Sakaguchi Ango chose the righteousness of the organization in the dilemma between the organization and his friends.

But such a choice is understandable.

"By the way, where did you get off?"

There are only 10 minutes left before Ranpo's off-duty time.

Hearing Yuan's question, Osamu Dazai immediately looked away from the rearview mirror, showing a pitiful little expression.

"Don't Mr. Shintaro want to have dinner with us? Obviously, I still have a lot of good information here that I want to share."

Ignoring Osamu Dazai's plea, Minamoto and Sakunosuke Oda looked at each other through the rearview mirror. After the two exchanged their opinions silently, at the next corner, the car stopped again.

"Odasaku——!"

"That's enough Dazai, don't cause trouble for Mr. Yuan."

Under Oda Sakunosuke's hands, Dazai Osamu, who could only helplessly be dragged out of the car, was like a mischievous cat caught by the nape of fate at this moment, and all resistance was suppressed by the red-haired man behind him. Repression.

Oda Sakunosuke: "Please go slowly."

Yuan: "If there are new discoveries later, I will come to you directly."

Osamu Dazai: "I..."

All he's left with is a ruthless car ass.

"It's so unfair, Odasaku, I relied on my investigative skills to track Mr. Shintaro and find Ango, but why did you two only get better relations in the end!"

Osamu Dazai, a cadre of the port mafia who frightened the entire Yokohama underground world, complained loudly to his red-haired friends on the street like a primary school student because of a failed friendship.

"I don't care, I have to participate, otherwise I will expose Ango's actions at the Yokohama Forum."

"This will bother Ango, don't do it, Dazai."

"Oda Saku obviously thinks Ango is too much, right? You didn't even change your expression just now."

"No, I just showed a disapproving expression."

"..."

Osamu Dazai: I forgot that you can’t infer Oda Saku’s mental activities through micro-expressions.

Ango Sakaguchi lying in the gun: Please don't let the personal grievances between the few of you spread to innocent passers-by, please.

On the other side, Yuan, who finally received Ranpo on time, was dealing with Ranpo's questioning nervously.

"The backrest of the seat is adjusted back 5 degrees."

"Potato chips and lollipops are placed in reverse."

"Even if it's the sun, it's impossible to make the seat so hot. What's going on, Nobunosuke."

"Well, that, actually, just now, when I came back, I ran into Oda and the others by chance..."

"them?"

Unable to listen to Yuan's faltering and pointless explanation, Ranpo took out his glasses directly.

"Nobunosuke—! How could you let that nasty mafia brat get your hands on Ranpo-sama's throne!"

Not surprisingly, after discovering the truth of the matter, Ranbu Maomao immediately exploded.

Serenely accept the source of reality: a blessing not a curse.

......

After signing a series of unequal treaties again, Yuan finally calmed down Ranpo who was meowing in anger.

In order to express his sincerity of introspection, Yuan specially made Ranpo's favorite sweet and sour fried meatballs, sweet curry, and cheesecake for dessert.

After the meal, Yuan was holding a wet towel to help Ranbu wipe off the sauce that accidentally got on his face, and Ranbu began to feel sleepy, looking for an opportunity to nestle in Yuan's arms.

Putting his arms around Yuan's neck, he yawned wildly.

"It's a hard day's work."

The milk-sweet breath hit Yuan's face, and without knowing it, he shrank his head and leaned his chin on Yuan's shoulder, "I'm sleepy."

Hugging Luanbu, Yuan explained softly, "I just had dinner now, taking a shower right away will be bad for my health."

After finishing speaking, Yuan held the empty dinner plate in one hand and walked into the kitchen with random steps.

Facing a pool of dishes to be washed, Yuan said helplessly.

"The dishes haven't been washed yet."

So random steps can...

"No, Shinnosuke can wash the dishes even with Ranpo-sama in his arms."

Worrying about housework source: Washing dishes with one hand...does this get clean?

Love Daren Random Steps: In the process of love, intimate contact is indispensable.

Therefore, Shinnosuke's nightlife is as follows: washing dishes, washing random steps, washing himself, and washing the clothes of the two of them.

After finishing all this work, Yuan lay down on the bed.

Ranbu, who was nestling under the quilt and reading comics, automatically followed the warmth to Yuan's side.

"Lie down and read manga is not good for your eyes."

Yuan, who was always worried, sat up holding Luanbu.

Relying on Yuan's thick chest muscles, he murmured in disorder twice, adjusted his posture, nestled in Yuan's arms and continued to enjoy the manga.

"Nobunosuke's job this time is not easy."

Not only is it very likely that the payment will not be recovered, but it is because Shinnosuke's strength is too outstanding that he has already been targeted by the other party.

And, that nasty mafia brat is also involved.

Unexpectedly, Ranpo would care about his work, Yuan paused.

"It's really not easy to handle."

After all, there are too many uncertain factors mixed in, and the leader of the opponent organization has an ability that is not easy to deal with, which is restricted everywhere in Yokohama. .

Comic page flip.

Luanbu moved his lower neck, and the fluffy black hair that had just been blown dry brushed Gen's chin.

"Remember to pick up Ranpo-sama on time tomorrow."

Trouble is about to hit the door. As a famous detective who is the backbone of the detective agency, he can't let the negative impact of the incident continue to expand.

If personal disputes affect the work of the detective agency, it will greatly reduce the reliability of the famous detective in the eyes of the president.

After reminding Minamoto such a sentence, Ranpo's attention returned to the manga.

As long as you stay with Ranpo, you will automatically lose your intelligence: "Yeah."

He didn't think about why Luanbu wanted to emphasize the established facts again.

......

The next day, I sent Ranpo to the detective agency first, and Yuan stared at the picky cat after eating a nutritious breakfast before saying goodbye and leaving.

He just intercepted a message from inside Mimic.

The opponent and the port mafia are engaged in a fierce conflict of hot weapons in the art gallery.

Stretching, Yuan leaned on the steering wheel to find out the route, and stuffed a lollipop from the random snack box into his mouth.

He has been tracking Mimic's money flow these days, but unfortunately, it seems that there is no money transaction at all.

In other words, there is a high possibility that the organization's payment will not be returned.

When we drove outside the art museum, we could hear the crackling sound coming from inside.

Before entering, Yuan first edited a text message, explaining the current situation to the boss of the black organization in detail, and also emphasized that the other party may not have the ability to pay at all.

Seeing that the message was sent successfully, Yuan put away his phone, got out of the car and walked towards the art gallery.

Noisy gunshots/sounds mixed with faint calls for help, Yuan turned a blind eye and walked through the mess.

What a disaster.

Since Yuan had no intention of covering up the sound of footsteps, the people inside soon heard the movement from outside.

In the lobby of the art museum, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was half kneeling on the ground, and Gide, who was holding a gun, turned their heads at the same time.

"Good morning, both of you."

Yuan greeted with a smile.

But in the next second, Gide, who sensed something, took a step back.

"It's really sharp."

Taking advantage of the fact that the muzzle of the gun in Gide's hand left Akutagawa Ryunosuke's forehead briefly, Minamoto grabbed the latter by his collar and carried him on his shoulder.

Holding down Akutagawa Ryunosuke who wanted to resist, Minamoto said distressedly, "Didn't I tell you to stay away from there?"

I didn't expect that the stubborn kid would end up under the hands of a black-hearted boss like Mori Ogai. Is this fate?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who thought Minamoto had forgotten himself a long time ago and was about to pretend not to know him, coughed twice.

"Please let go."

The reason why he joined the Port Mafia was not that he didn't listen to the other party's advice, but because of that man—the youngest cadre of the Port Mafia, Osamu Dazai.

As for the fact that the doctor in the clinic where the other party used to work turned out to be the current leader of the port mafia, Ryunosuke Akutagawa only found out shortly after he joined the organization.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was not willing to spend more time explaining these insignificant matters.

Now he just wants to prove himself through this battle. This is his battle. The loser is not worthy to continue to live. Only the winner can truly prove his worth.

Dodging another attack from Gide with the restless kid on his shoulders, Yuan grabbed the black beast attacking from behind.

"I said, now is not the time for infighting."

"Please let go!"

"Mr. Yuan!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Minamoto made room for Sakunosuke Oda who appeared behind him, and hid aside with Akutagawa Ryunosuke on his shoulders.

"Your legs can't move anymore."

"It's just a leg, this level... hiss!"

Withdrawing his finger from pressing on someone else's wound, Minamoto glanced sideways at Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

The eyes seem to say: This level, that's all?

While speaking, Yuan dodged Gide's gunshot, turned around and crushed the pistol/gun that the latter had no time to retract, and at the same time kicked the latter hard in the lower abdomen.

But this blow was unsurprisingly dodged by him.

"So is Sakunosuke, and so are you. They are the best candidates to give our souls eternal rest."

While breathing, Gide looked at the two people in front of him excitedly by taking advantage of the gap between changing weapons.

Oda Sakunosuke has a similar ability to him, and another person, once the invisible bondage on him is released, may be even more terrifying than Oda Sakunosuke.

Looking at Gide as if he was insane, Yuan raised his hand as a signal.

"I don't have time to deal with this kind of personal problem. I just want to ask you, are you ready for the payment for the last transaction?"

Gide and the struggling Akutagawa Ryunosuke fell silent at the same time.

This person came here specially for——money?

Tasty!

"It is indeed a very bad thing to not abide by the trading rules and just receive the goods without paying."

Oda Sakunosuke agreed.

Gide, Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "..."

What a magical brain circuit these two people are.

Not wanting to waste time on mundane things like money, Gide attacked Yuan without saying a word.

Several people fell into a scuffle again, fighting from the inside of the art gallery to the outside.

Realizing that neither Oda Sakunosuke nor Gen had any intention of taking human life, Gide suddenly stopped.

He jumped on the off-road vehicle driving behind him and left such a sentence.

"I will definitely make you willing to use all your strength to fight against me."

Looking at the off-road vehicle in the distance.

Yuan: "Is he running away if he can't fight?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "Yes."