Battle of Virtual Divas

Osamu Dazai knew that Hatsune Moyan was very skilled.

He has no doubts about this. His subordinates have disobeyed his "don't come to rescue me" order so many times, and every time in a simple and rude way, his suicide plan was either aborted, or He died halfway, anyway, there was never a time when he could get what he wanted - after all, if he really got what he wanted, wouldn't Hatsune Moyan have no boss long ago.

Thinking about it in a different way, maybe Hatsune Moyan's outstanding skills are closely related to his boss's hard work and continuous suicide. If only one of Hatsune Moyan's strength, speed, and reflexes is not good enough, It is possible to miss Osamu Dazai's strange "suicide methods".

I don't know whether Dazai Osamu's suicide skills have evolved, or he will adjust the difficulty of being rescued according to the ability of the person who cleans up the mess for him. In the eyes of other ordinary members, the leader is directly under the guerrilla captain. If it wasn't for Hatsune Moyan's ability to use force to defeat cleverness like Nakahara Nakaya's particularly tricky and weird suicide method... then Osamu Dazai might have gotten what he wanted.

Moreover, Hatsune Moyan's physical skills are very "good", which is just a generalization. Although Dazai Osamu can only be called an ordinary physical skill in the port mafia, it does not mean that he does not understand.

Osamu Dazai is a typical person whose physical fitness cannot keep up with the operation of the mind. When the body's reflex nerves are too late to react, his mind has already made a response. Shooting habits... In fact, it is a bit biased towards the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai.

Even the posture in which he just threw green onions (...) is very similar. The index finger and thumb are stretched forward, resting on the sides that are convenient as support points, and the other knuckles are naturally bent, and the landing points are regularly touching the side. One of the techniques of throwing the knife is also Mori Ogai's habit of holding the scalpel with his own unique posture.From this alone, it is enough to see that in some respects, Hatsune Silence is very similar to Mori Ogai.

Osamu Dazai's gaze became clouded again.

Hatsune-kun...why is he similar to Mr. Mori?

……

[Although I don't know what Osamu Dazai is thinking, I always feel that he is scolding me. 】

Unrelentingly, he threw out the baby scallion, and while this green and white perfectly blended long plant flew sideways and slapped a guy's face firmly, Hatsune Moyan's sole also stepped on another In the face of the guy who hasn't reacted yet.

[The physical quality of this body is extremely perfect, probably without considering the impact of more than ten years of growth for normal primate life forms. The wrist strength, burst, flexibility and reflex speed are almost the highest that humans can achieve. Excellent result. 】

The onion-haired boy is not short. The reference for this "not short" is the average height of Japanese men, but if the reference is replaced by the average height of the Japanese mafia, or the average height of all the people who are panting here at the moment , then even Osamu Dazai, who is not as tall as him, will help to hold back the average, and the 1.7-meter-five boy will look extraordinarily thin.

And it was a green onion thrown by this "extraordinarily thin" boy, which almost sent a burly man with a bewildered face sideways. It was as if his face had been severely rolled by a cast iron rod, and the other end of the iron rod was held in the hands of a weightlifting champion with at least two hundred pounds of muscle.

He felt that his face must have sunken in. There was a crisp "click" sound from the bridge of the nose and cheekbones. The flesh on his face was completely deformed. The scallions are obviously hard to such an extent, but they are still so fucking juicy!

This is simply a brutal multiple attack physically and psychologically. Even if he was slapped in the face by a scallion like an iron rod, he still has to endure the juice overflowing from the skin cells of the scallion!

Even housewives have to be careful not to get too close when cutting green onions, lest the green onion juice permeating the air will irritate the eyes and make them cry, so the man whose face is directly rubbed by the juicy green onions at this moment...

Fortunately, the human brain has a self-protection mechanism, so he was lucky to have his eyes darkened and pouted, and he didn't have to endure this multiple physical and psychological torture awake.

"..."

Osamu Dazai, who had witnessed everything, twitched his mouth uncontrollably, and the guy clasping his neck tightly behind him didn't even hum, and heard the sound of the piercing air being cut half a beat later, Immediately afterwards, there was a "snap" sound like a whip whipping flesh and body, which was also mixed with the sound of bones breaking as if a wafer biscuit was being broken——

Then his strangled neck loosened, and the tip of his nose clearly smelled the strong smell of green onions.

Feeling that his eyes were also a little irritated, they began to flush red and secrete tears uncontrollably, Osamu Dazai fell into silence inexplicably.

"Hatsune-kun."

Osamu Dazai suddenly spoke up.

Having already quickly and decisively picked up the five big and three thick men on the ground, the onion-haired subordinate retracted the crushed sole from the chest of the last unlucky guy who fell to the ground, straightened his waist, straightened his wrinkled elbow gloves, and then turned his head Glancing at him, the green pupils revealed an aura of doubt.

[What's wrong with you? 】

"Your green onions."

Osamu Dazai stood up, raised his chin as a gesture, and then ordered in a slow voice:

"I know Hatsune-kun likes the entry gift I gave you, but I don't want my subordinates to smell the pungent smell of scallions in the future—you know how to deal with this reasonable request from your boss, Right."

Hatsune silently said: "..."

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Hatsune Moyan was a little unhappy.

Green onions need to have both shape, spirit and color. In addition to the perfect and sexy radian curve, it also needs to have fresh and beautiful colors, including verdant green leaves and warm whiteness. These two points are the "shape" of green onions and "color".In addition to these two points, the most important thing is the soul of scallions, which is called the "god" of scallions, which is the charm of scallions-it is the smell of scallions.

A perfect scallion even smells different. According to the oriental country next door, scallions are one of the "five spices", with a strong smell and strong irritancy. That is to say, a perfect scallion should have a pungent smell. And the spicier the better, it’s best to be so spicy that the onion cutter can’t help but burst into tears, and can’t stop sneezing. Only when this level is met can it be considered a perfect green onion.

[My scallions were originally perfect, originally. 】

The leader is directly under the guerrilla captain's office. The onion-haired boy huddled on the sofa he was used to, with a gloomy aura all over his body, hugging the green onion who had lost his soul, feeling sad alone.

【Osamu Dazai is a villain who prevents the perfect scallion from appearing. It is too much for him to allow scallion to have his own soul. 】

Hatsune silently complained in his heart.

[Now Osamu Dazai can already be ranked in the top five among the people I hate the most. 】

……

Osamu Dazai was called to the interrogation department by Ozaki Koba’s cadre before, and he hasn’t come back yet, the only thing left in the office is the unreasonableness of being ordered by the boss “After I come back, I want to see that you have learned these songs” Hatsune silently asked, and was stuffed with several CDs.

Logically speaking, after possessing the order "give Hatsune-kun the greatest freedom of action" directly granted by the leader of Hong Kong gangsters Mori Ogai, Hatsune Moyan should be very busy collecting news of "5000 billion", but in fact, Except for the fact that he moved a little more frequently a few days ago, Hatsune Moyan is still very... free.

[This leisure does not mean that I am passively slowing down my work, but that I no longer have to blindly search for limited information among the many violent small underworld organizations fighting - of course, even if I just got the news At first, I didn't need to search blindly. 】

[Since the 5000 billion belongs to "Sindora", even in Yokohama where the Sindora Group cannot intervene, the 5000 billion will not be pure, like banknotes thrown on the side of the road waiting for someone to pick them up, after all Although Yokohama is a restricted area of ​​"Sindora", it does not mean that it is a restricted area of ​​other forces - groups with huge capital will always have an inseparable intersection with dark forces, and the same is true for Sindora. 】

After this period of time, it is enough for Hatsune Moyan to understand how his boss is evaluated in Hong Kong and Heihe—wisdom is close to demon, deep-minded, moody, when a person with these qualities is the leader in the psychological interrogation, It will easily break through the psychological defense of the person being interrogated, and then get the news he wants.

And Osamu Dazai really lived up to this evaluation, he indeed easily pried out the news he wanted to know from the tightly shut guy——

When the door of the guerrilla office directly under the leader was pushed open again, and the onion-haired boy who looked like he was about to fall asleep straightened his upper body and looked over, curled up lazily on the sofa, Osamu Dazai came in through the crack of the door, humming and walking briskly. into his office.

He seemed to have forgotten what tasks he had assigned to his subordinates before he left, or he didn't care much about it at this time. With a vigorous expression, he said to his subordinates:

"Hatsune-kun, do you know illusionists?"

"know."

[There is nothing undeniable about this. Illusionists should be a specialty of Europe, mostly in Italy, and most of them are supported by the Mafia or other large forces. The Syndora Group once had an illusionist. 】

"In this situation, Yokohama is really getting more and more interesting. Of course, Mr. Mori might not want this?"

Osamu Dazai walked around his desk with a half-smile expression on his face, leaned his back against the back of the high-end leather office chair, and retracted his two legs, stepping on his dusty leather heels. On the edge of the leather upholstery, half a gray shoe print was left.

Hatsune silently glanced at him, but said nothing.

[Since there is an illusionist involved, the 5000 billion will soon be traceable, instead of being like now, all the forces in Yokohama are busy fighting for it, but they don’t know what they are fighting for—— This huge asset has indeed flowed into the vortex, and after it is visible and tangible, this chaos should fall into a white-hot stage. 】

"Ah, that's right."

Just when Hatsune Moyan was lost in thought, Osamu Dazai suddenly spoke again.

Hatsune silently turned his gaze away in doubt, only to see Osamu Dazai looking at him with shining eyes, and even his upper body leaning forward in his direction expectantly, he heard Osamu Dazai asking in a passionate voice:

"Hatsune-kun, the song I asked you to learn earlier, how is your learning going?"

"..."