Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

"I've always admired Dr. Kawakami."

Mori Ogai's voice was so gentle that he could squeeze out water.

When he said this, he deliberately lowered his tone. His deep and magnetic voice was like the soothing strings played by a cello, falling into the eardrums of people, giving the illusion of deep affection.

Mature men know how to release their most charming charm. Mori Ogai is undoubtedly an elegant man. Compared with young people, he has a more time-precipitated demeanor due to his rich experience and long-standing leadership. .

He can be a cold and unkind leader, or he can be an ordinary man who is considerate and gentle but full of scheming.

It's just that whether Mori Ogai is the former or the latter, for Yu Fu Zhenhong, there is no big difference.

"I remember that Dr. Sen has always liked cute women under the age of 12," Fu Zhenhong's lips curled up with a sarcasm: "I didn't know when this object of admiration became me. .”

Mori Owai smiled, he let go of the hand that was playing with Fu Zhenhong's hair, and just sat beside Fu Zhenhong.

The sunken sofa brought the distance between the two closer.

Mori Ogai casually rested his arms on the back cushion of the sofa behind Fu Zhenhong. This posture imperceptibly carried a sense of confinement and possession.

He turned his head to look at Fu Zhenhong beside him, his eyes lingering on Fu Zhenhong's flawless facial features: "No one can escape the charm of Dr. Kawakami, right?"

There was a bit of ambiguity in Mori Ogai's tone, which not only seemed to answer Fu Zhenhong's slightly ironic words just now, but also seemed to imply other deeper meanings.

Mori Ogai's arm resting on the sofa slid down, and his palm touched Fu Zhenhong's back.

Fu Zhenhong didn't move or speak.

Mori Ogai's hands walked slowly down Fu Zhenhong's back in this fitting posture, and gently slid across the spine under the delicate skin through a layer of clothing.

And just when his fingertips were about to touch Fu Zhenhong's back waist, a piercing chill and a chilling air suddenly filled the air.

Mori Ogai paused, retracted his hand, and looked down at the source of the murderous aura.

It is a sword, about 78 centimeters in length.

In fact, Mori Ogai noticed the difference in this sword as early as when Fu Zhenhong walked around to the back seat to get the sword, but compared to Tomie Kawakami himself, a sword is not enough to make him too care too much.

Because I didn't care too much, I naturally didn't pay too much attention.

But Mori Ogai took a closer look now and found that the workmanship and printing of this sword are quite old-fashioned. It has a history of at least 500 years, and it looks like a royal family in the Heian period.

It is a veritable antiquity.

Most importantly, this sword seems to have its own consciousness, not a cold dead thing.

"Doctor Kawakami, your sword seems unusual."

Fu Zhenhong picked up the Taidao that was placed on the other side of the sofa, and while gently rubbing the handle with her slightly cool fingertips, she said calmly: "After all, I don't have supernatural powers, and this is my first time in Hong Kong." As a guest, always bring something to defend yourself.”

Mori Ogai smiled: "Dr. Kawakami is a distinguished guest of Hong Kong gangsters, no one dares to do anything wrong to you."

Fu Zhenhong stopped what she was doing, raised her eyebrows and said, "Dr. Sen just now was a kind of presumptuousness?"

Hearing this, Ogai Mori said without feeling embarrassed at all: "Because it's too close to Dr. Kawakami, it's inevitable that I'm a little distracted."

After Mori Ogai finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the huge French windows, and looked at the endless stream of people downstairs, the office workers in suits and leather shoes dragging their tiredness from a busy day towards home.

At this moment, it is already approaching dusk.

As the sun sets in the west, the blazing light gradually diffuses a warm orange sunset glow on the clear and vast sky.

"Staying with Dr. Kawakami always feels like time flies by so fast." Mori Ogai sighed softly.

Fu Zhenhong also stood up. He hung the sword on his waist and walked to Mori Ogai's side, "I can't give you a definite answer for the batch of transactions at the end of the month."

Fu Zhenhong usually would not interfere with Karasuma Renye's affairs, but since Mori Ogai mentioned it personally, he would no longer be a complete bystander.

However, the batch of arms at the end of the month is still a bit special, because the party that wants to buy is not only the port mafia on the Yokohama side, but also the Pengel family in Italy.

Both of these two parties have quite strong financial resources, and they also gave out the prices that they think are the most reasonable. Karasuma Renye has not yet decided which party to sell to, and he only paid Fu Zhen over the phone a week ago. Hong reported the situation.

Mori Ogai wants to use Fu Zhenhong's relationship to win the final purchase right of this batch of arms.

And it's not without reason that he chooses to do so.

After Fu Zhenhong once threw Dazai Zhi to Mori Ogai, the man who was only a Hong Kong black doctor at that time taught Dazai Zhi carefully for a long time, and he sold a favor.

Since it is a favor, it must be paid back.

Although Mori Ogai did not directly mention it on the surface, but the meaning behind it is well known to each other.

"It's been almost a week since Dr. Kawakami came to Yokohama, and he should have met Dazai-kun." Mori turned from the outside and looked at Fu Zhenhong beside him: "Since the child went to the Armed Detective Agency Afterwards, it seems to be keen to find beautiful ladies to die in love."

Fu Zhenhong replied with a half-smile: "Doctor Sen seems to be very sorry that he went to a detective agency."

Mori Ogai half-closed his eyes, "After all, he used to be an effective cadre in Hong Kong."

"Oh, by the way, is Dr. Kawakami satisfied with the car Nakaya-kun drove today?" Mori Ogai asked suddenly.

"The latest Porsche, I don't think I have any reason to dislike it."

"Really..." Mori Ogai's lips curled up, "It seems that even with a troublesome ex-partner, Nakaya-kun can accomplish the task well."

Fu Zhen raised the tail of her red eyes slightly: "Dr. Sen's sudden mention of Zhongye, are you trying to draw my attention to him?"

Fu Zhenhong's words made the smile on Mori Owai's lips grow stronger.

"Doctor Kawakami made no secret of his preference for Mr. Chuya. For the benefit of Hong Kong gangsters, as the leader, I can only increase my bargaining chip if I do what I like?"

Fu Zhenhong couldn't help laughing, "In that case, then..."

Before Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, the knock on the door suddenly rang.

"Boss, I'm Akutagawa."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, as a guerrilla unit directly under the leader, is a very capable subordinate. Although he is called a mad dog by the members of the Hong Kong gangsters, he respects the leader Mori Ogai very much and knows how to measure.If it wasn't something particularly important, he wouldn't choose to disturb her at this time.

Mori Owai glanced at Fu Zhenhong, thought for a moment, and then replied, "Come in."

A young man in a long black coat pushed the door in. After seeing Fu Zhenhong standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was stunned for a moment. The supernatural power Rashomon started to move at this moment.

The violent and ferocious black beast rolled in Akutagawa Ryunosuke's clothes, like the hardest and sharpest blade, but it was not the simple and straightforward killing and destruction in the past, but a kind of anxiety and alertness as if seeing something terrible .

Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, Rashomon would affect his emotions, and now he could clearly feel the restlessness and tension in his heart being clenched.

"Akutagawa-kun, do you have something to say?"

Mori Ogai's soft voice broke Ryunosuke Akutagawa's sudden agitation.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned, and reported the unexpected situation in the shortest possible sentences, "Boss, the transfer station of the warehouse of the gangsters was blown up, and the rioters have been caught and locked up in the basement. "

At the end, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's voice was obviously cold and murderous.

"Who is the rioter?" Mori Ogai asked the point.

If it weren't for someone with a special status, this kind of matter of capturing the rioters, which can basically be said to have been settled, Akutagawa Ryunosuke would not come to report to him on purpose.

"It's Dazai Osamu."

Hearing this name from Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Mori Ogai didn't feel the slightest surprise.

Osamu Dazai has always been a very smart child, but as an elder who taught Dazai Ogai knowledge, Mori Ogai never saw through this student.

People who are too shrewd are often lonely. He is in a farther world that others have not yet reached. Mori Ogai once thought that Osamu Dazai had an indifferent attitude towards everything in this world, because there would be no more than What he expected.

Until one day Mori Ogai accidentally saw a photo of Kawakami Tomie as a bookmark in the complete suicide manual carried by Osamu Dazai.

The photo is just a profile, a long-haired man with a tear mole sitting alone in the bar, the light is very dark, and there are other blurry figures around, from the perspective, the photo is obviously taken secretly.

Ogai Mori knew that before Tomie Kawakami threw Osamu Dazai to him, there was actually nothing worth remembering between the two, and it could even be said that there was not much relationship.

So Mori Ogai always thought that Tomie Kawakami was just a passer-by to Osamu Dazai, but he didn't expect that Tomie Kawakami was special to Osamu Dazai.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not surprising.

After all, no one can remain indifferent to Tomie Kawakami.

Tomie Kawakami, who has been in Tokyo, will come to Yokohama, Osamu Dazai must have guessed that it was because of his invitation.

As for the act of blowing up the transfer station in the warehouse, just from the surface, it really looks like an inexperienced child deliberately destroying it to attract the attention of adults.

It's just that Osamu Dazai is not a child, he is a former mafia cadre who can control people's hearts, even though he has cleaned up the files by working underground for two years, his blood is still full of the blackness of the mafia.

"Boss, what should we do with Osamu Dazai?"

As soon as this name was mentioned, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness and sinisterness.

Mori Ogai did not answer immediately, but looked at the silent Fu Zhenhong, and said with interest, "Doctor Kawakami, what do you think about this?"

"Children who throw temper tantrums always have candy to eat." Fu Zhenhong smiled softly.

"Doctor Sen, do you mind if I go to Ganghei's basement?"

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The next chapter is the occasion of Dazai, the clingy person, and Xiao Hong

A fussy kid has sugar

Dazai: I want to hug and hold Xiaohong high

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