[Zhongzhu Wenye] Medicine specialization is amazing, isn't it?

When Zhong Yuan Zhong also opened the door, Shen Yuehuan had just closed his flip phone.

There was a slight "click" when the cover collided with the phone's keypad, and then it was drowned out by the sound of the doorknob turning.

Shen Yuehuan raised her head.

"Chuya, let's go." He smiled, "It's time to visit...the person who barely has the energy to think of a way."

"That guy Dazai asked me to take you to meet the leader." Nakahara Chuya said after a "tsk", "But it seems that you have guessed it."

"Well, when you go to a place, you always have to visit the local snakes first, don't you?" Shen Yuehuan straightened her long hair, "Although I have already been here once."

"Put on an extra coat," Zhong Yuanzhong said after looking at Shen Yuehuan's clothes, "it's colder at night than during the day, and I'll take a shortcut to hurry...it's so windy."

Shen Yue smiled happily, and obediently put on a white thick woolen coat that was neither too thick nor too thin over her current clothes.

He followed Zhongyuan Zhongya out of the apartment door, watched Zhongyuan Zhongya lock the door behind him, and then sat on the back seat of Zhongyuan Zhongya's pink locomotive.

"Hold on tight." Zhong Yuanzhong also casually yelled at the passenger sitting behind him, and the next moment he started the locomotive.

The engine roared in the night, and the vibrations echoed through the quiet neighborhood.Zhong Yuan also led Shen Yuehuan towards the tallest building in Yokohama.

The shortcut that Zhongyuan Zhong also said refers to turning on the gravity control and walking in a straight line directly from the air.

After the locomotive ran through a few blocks, it encountered two organizations fighting in front of it, so Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the front of the locomotive, eliminating the gravity, and with a twist of his waist, he even led the car to the wall, almost knocking down the buildings on both sides of the street. The walls are as wide as the road.

It didn't take long for the Central Plains to eliminate the gravity of the locomotive.The two of them took the locomotive and rushed toward the PortMafia building in mid-air. At night, the wind in Yokohama blew around the two of them, making it hard for people to keep their eyes open.

"Don't look ahead." Nakahara Chuya said.His words were quickly dissipated in the wind. If it was someone else, they would probably only hear intermittent words from the wind... But Shen Yuehuan's hearing was strong enough, and he clearly heard the voice of Zhongye Zhongyuan.

"Look down, Yuehuan. Is Yokohama beautiful?" Nakahara also showed a smile.He knew that Shen Yuehuan was sitting behind him, but he couldn't actually see him smiling, but Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help being happy, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

Shen Yuehuan obediently looked down.

They overlooked the entire neighborhood from high above.Although the altitude was not as high as that of a flying plane, it was still enough for Shen Yuehuan to see clearly that there were little lights in every place, like Yokohama in the clear sky on a summer night.

It's really nice.Shen Yuehuan thought, such lights of thousands of families were like the lights in his life... reminding him that he was alive all the time.

He is still alive.

He lives in the moment.

We live in this world where bigwigs who were originally modern writers have left their jobs to contribute to the army.

At this moment, Shen Yuehuan felt as if something had been lifted from his shoulders.He should have known exactly what the burden he had dropped, but he didn't seem to realize it at the first moment.

He just felt relaxed at this moment.

The sense of relief coming out of every pore of his body almost overwhelmed him.

Shen Yuehuan let go of the steady hand that was holding the back seat of the motorcycle, and then wrapped it around Zhongya Zhongya's waist.He rested his chin on Nakahara Chuya's shoulder and smiled softly.

"Thank you, Chuya." He whispered into Nakahara's reddish ear, "The night in Yokohama is so beautiful today."

Ogai Mori and Osamu Dazai were waiting in the office on the top floor of PortMafia's headquarters, and a little girl with blond hair was lying on the floor drawing with crayons.

It was supposed to be a place with a serious atmosphere, but the little girl took a crayon and randomly drew on the rather expensive tiles, leaving behind colorful wax marks, and the crayon marks expanded more and more.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the little girl, then walked up to the blonde girl.

"Hey, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai folded his hands, put his elbows on the desk in front of him, and Dazai, who walked wherever Alice drew, asked leisurely: "Can you Stay away from my Alice sauce?"

"I-don't-do-ha!" Osamu Dazai squatted in front of Alice who was drawing with crayons on the floor of the chief's office with a smile, and stretched out his hand to grab the crayons in the little girl's hand, "What you drew It’s super ugly! Dazai-sama, I’ll teach you how to draw with reluctance!”

"I don't believe it!" Alice put away the crayons and ran behind Mori Ogai, stepping on her little leather shoes, and made a face at Osamu Dazai, "Dazai's mouth, you deceitful ghost!"

"Hey——" Dazai Osamu's tone was full of indifference, but he pressed his hand to his heart, and made a sad look on his face, making it almost impossible to determine whether he was heartbroken or not : "Does Alice-chan hate me so much?"

"Yes, yes, Dazai, you are super! I hate it! I hate it!" Alice pulled Mori Ogai's hair unceremoniously and complained: "Rin Taro! The self-portrait that Osamu Dazai put in the corridor last time is terrible! It's so ugly I was so scared that I cried! That guy Dazai is a liar! Hurry up and help me beat him!"

"Ah, ah, this is not allowed, Miss." Dazai Osamu showed a smile full of black mud, "It is quite disrespectful to sue your parents... and Mr. Mori is not a mature adult. Will definitely come according to your request?"

"Alice-chan, don't be self-willed." Mori Ogai patted Alice's head with a smile, but echoed Dazai Osamu's words, "You can't beat him, you can only verbally beat him, or let him Chuya and Shen Jun stuffed him with dog food, or tricked him casually to make Dazai-kun calm down."

"Rin Taro, you are so useless!" Alice kicked angrily on the leg of the chair Mori Ogai was sitting on, and kicked the chair to pieces.

Mori Ogai let out an "ouch" and fell to the ground.When he looked up again, Alice's figure had disappeared from his sight, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai said suddenly, "Chuya-kun is about to come, isn't it?"

Although he is still sitting on the ground in embarrassment, he is like an emperor sitting on a high place without anger and prestige.The remains of chairs around him are like thousands of bones stacked under his throne, and his subjects and territories are everywhere he looks.

"Slug and his boyfriend will arrive soon after you finish changing the new chair." Osamu Dazai was not at all forced by Mori Ogai's momentum.

He stood directly in front of the desk, looking over the desk at the somewhat embarrassed Mori Ogai, the original smile on his face was put away by him, and he looked rather indifferent.

"Really." Mori Ogai got up from the ground, casually patted the sawdust on his body, and pressed the electric bell to summon his subordinates.

Soon someone brought a brand new chair, swept away the broken sawdust on the ground, and then retreated respectfully.

During this period, no one dared to look up at these two silent people, because their reputation has become more and more brutal in the past year.

Since receiving the allegiance of the Gravity Manipulator and the original [King of Sheep] Nakahara Chuya a year ago, Mori Ogai has almost wiped out the [chaotic party] left by the former leader at lightning speed, and cleared the Most of the GSS and sheep and Takase will be such hostile forces.

And Osamu Dazai and Nakahara are the two sharpest knives in his hand.

Nakahara Chuya’s original reputation is already big enough, and his reputation has spread more widely this year... And Dazai Osamu, who was originally unknown, jumped from [the witness of Mori Ogai’s superior position] to become the new leader of PortMafia The popular people in front of me even spread rumors among the underworld organizations in Yokohama that "the unfortunate thing about Osamu Dazai's enemy is that his enemy is Osamu Dazai".

This is enough to make people awe-inspiring enough to be difficult to defy.

Osamu Dazai said it was coming, it was really coming.

On this point, Nakahara Chuya and Shen Yuehuan, who went to investigate with Dazai Osamu a year ago, had the most say.

Sure enough, not long after changing the chair, before Mori Ogai even sat down again, there were three rhythmic knocks on the carved wooden door of the chief's office, followed by Chuya Nakahara's voice: "Boss, I'm here, and according to your instructions, I brought Mr. Shen along with me."

"Come in." Mori Ogai said.As he spoke, he adjusted his sitting posture so that he faced the door that was slowly pushed open.

Shen Yuehuan walked in with Zhongyuan Zhongye, and after a year, the exact same four people gathered at the same place again... It's just that many people's identities and attitudes have changed a lot.

"Long time no see, Shen Jun." Mori Ogai lazily pressed his back against the back of the chair, put one hand on the armrest of the chair, and looked at the boy who had grown a lot taller after not seeing him for a year.

"Greetings from Jiushu, Mr. Mori." Shen Yuehuan nodded to Mori Ogai, "Don't say much, let's get straight to the point - at least you, as local forces in Yokohama, should be much more anxious than us."

"You're right." Mori Ogai nodded, "Then, about the abacus of Yokohama's Supernatural Secret Service...how much do you know?"

"If you want to ask about [Bai Qilin] Shibusawa Ryuhiko, please speak up." Shen Yuehuan looked into Mori Ogai's wine-red eyes and smiled wryly, "Actually, I can't face him... Osamu Dazai It's best not to confront him head-on."

"Oh?" Mori Ogai seemed interested.He sat up straight, put his hands that were loosely resting on the armrests on the wooden carved desk, and rested his chin on the folded hands.

"Have you told Mr. Sen about that news?" Shen Yuehuan didn't say much information, but asked about other things instead.

"Oh, I told you."

"Which information are you referring to?"

Osamu Dazai and Chukahara said in unison.

"Yeah, it really is a little slug, and I can't even remember what Shen Jun said." Osamu Dazai raised his eyes and looked at Nakahara Nakaya and said, "Could it be that all the nutrients used to grow the brain are used to grow muscles? ——But the problem is that you haven't grown much taller after a year!"

"Shut up! Bastard Dazai!" Zhongya Nakahara gave Dazai a vicious look, then turned to look at Shen Yuehuan, "It's about that singularity...?"

"I just realized it now—" Osamu Dazai spread his hands, "Sure enough, you should be called a black hat-kun, a little slug with an empty head."

"Huh? What are you talking about, you dead mackerel—"

"Enough!" Mori Ogai stopped the endless bickering between the two, and turned his attention to Shen Yuehuan again.

"I see. His supernatural ability also has a direct effect on other people's supernatural abilities?" Mori Ogai said.

"Yes, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's supernatural ability is named after himself. Its supernatural ability is called [Long Yanjian Between]." Shen Yuehuan said, "The effect of the ability can be compared with the place where he is located. When the dense fog is shrouded, ordinary people in the foggy area will disappear temporarily until the supernatural power is released, and the supernatural power will be separated from its supernatural power, and the separated supernatural power will attack its owner. If the supernatural power is killed, he can collect The ability to turn into crystals (gems)."

"As for the method to bring back the supernatural power... So far, no psychic and living supernatural user knows." Shen Yuehuan said, "However, a senior who was on a business trip and was not very effective in combat gave us the method before he died. A clue."

"The clue is—?" Mori Ogai asked.

"Although I don't want to tell you... but I don't want my boyfriend to be hurt because of lack of information." Shen Yuehuan said, "Then listen carefully, Zhongye—"

His voice only reached Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears.

"It's [crystal]."