The human disqualification of an outsider

There is nothing unusual about Osamu Dazai meeting the Green King. He followed the female ninja. Due to the particularity of her special ability "disqualification in the world", the female ninja has no way to directly lead him through the wall. It could only be that three people walked the winding path and finally came to this place called the base.

To be honest, Atsushi Nakajima didn’t really understand the reason why Osamu Dazai came here. He simply chose to follow Mr. Dazai all the way. Since Mr. Dazai chose to come here, then he just followed. If Mr. Dazai If there is danger, I can transform into a white tiger and block all attacks for Mr. Dazai.

He grabbed the corner of Dazai's clothes, not daring to touch the other's fingers easily, because Dazai just said "don't touch me". It is always difficult for people to face the creepy and terrible atmosphere and the gloomy atmosphere.

Atsushi Nakajima blinked his eyes, followed Osamu Dazai hard with his short legs, and finally came to this well-equipped place. He looked around curiously, and when he found the man walking over, he subconsciously He stood in front of Dazai Osamu, trying to block Dazai Osamu's figure with his small body.

"Hahaha... Are you worried about me?" Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, thinking that Atsushi Nakajima's actions were really interesting, he stretched out his hand, casually pushed Atsushi Nakajima aside, and walked over there The decadent man and the wheelchair boy said, "Hi~ Your Excellency the Green King, and Your Excellency the Gray King."

Panzhou Tianji nodded towards Dazai Zhi, let go of the hand holding the wheelchair, and let the water flow towards Dazai Zhi, while he scratched his head, turned his head and walked in another direction, "Will Do you want something to eat? Uncle, I can still prepare something for you."

"I want a glass of dishwashing alcohol!" Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up, he raised his hand enthusiastically, and said to Panzhou Tianji.

"What is detergent alcohol?" Panzhou Tianji frowned. He obviously didn't expect Osamu Dazai to make such a request. He stared at the supplies in the cabinet with some distress, thought for a moment, and said, "Let's just drink plain water."

"Ah..." Feeling sluggish all of a sudden, Osamu Dazai sat on the ground boredly, waved his hand at the parrot flying beside Hishiliu, "Ah, this is the legendary Kotosaka, it's so cute."

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the parrot Kotosaka's leg, squeezed the other's mouth with one hand to prevent the little guy from saying anything, and rubbed the other's body vigorously with the other hand, Then he casually threw it to Atsushi Nakajima, "Mao doesn't feel comfortable at all."

"Very comfortable! Very comfortable!" Trying to refute Dazai Osamu's words, Parrot Kotosaka did not dare to fly to Dazai Osamu's side, so he flapped his wings and fled to Panzhou Tenji's side.

"Please be nice to Kotozaka." Bi Shuiliu looked away dumbfounded, moved his wheelchair one meter in front of Osamu Dazai, and said flatly, "Osamu Dazai, an operative of the port mafia, is there any reason to come here this time?" What are you doing?"

"Didn't you ask me to come?" Blinking his eyes, Osamu Dazai innocently shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, then lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes, and suppressed all the smiles, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Bishui .

When everyone except Atsushi Nakajima rushed over with wide-eyed eyes, his fingers stopped only a few centimeters in front of Bishuiliu, and he turned to look at the boy who was pointing at him with a sickle. Squinting his eyes, he said lightly, "Even if it's something like this, it doesn't work for me."

"But, it's really boring, Mr. Bishuiliu..." Osamu Dazai withdrew his hands nonchalantly, put his hands in his pockets, looked down at Bishuiliu, he didn't see any surprise or fear on Bishuiliu's face Look, said slowly, "If I just ran into you, the heartbeat would have stopped, the blood supply to the brain would have been interrupted, and there would only be a time difference of [-] seconds to give you the so-called rescue."

"As long as I contact you for half a minute, your soul will be taken away, completely dead, and separated from this rusty world. Isn't this a very wonderful thing? It's really an enviable thing." He said with emotion He said, but did not make any more movements of touching the water.

"That's really thankful for your grace of not killing." I have long known that Osamu Dazai's power has an effect on the king, and Bishuiliu naturally knows that once Osamu Dazai touches himself, even a stone slab cannot save him as he did before. Back to this matter.

He sighed and signaled everyone to relax with his eyes, "So, what's the matter with Mr. Dazai's visit this time?"

With a chuckle, Osamu Dazai took advantage of the situation and changed the subject. He didn't say the words that made everyone vigilant, but focused on his purpose of coming here, "I don't know if Your Excellency the Green King has heard of a name What about the organization for 'MIMIC'?"

If there is anything good about Yokohama, it is that this place is a place loved by people, whether it is the port mafia in the dark, or the supernatural secret service in the daytime, they all love it. This piece of land, and wholeheartedly to protect this place.

Walking on the streets of Yokohama, you can see lively and bustling scenes everywhere. There are no dirty places, and there are not so many people making troubles. This place looks extraordinarily peaceful, and everyone who walks here feels good.

This is a place where people with supernatural abilities can live. They can choose to join different organizations and accept management, and their own supernatural abilities can also play a role in it. Those are people who live on the other side of the world, and they are also the port mafia. territory.

This is the second time for Sanlun Yiyan to come to this Hong Kong black building. The goal of coming here before was to fight for the guardianship of Osamu Dazai. However, he did not succeed in achieving his goal, but it was considered a good result.

He sighed softly, skipped the serious men in black on both sides, and walked straight into the building, "If it wasn't for Xiuzhi, I wouldn't want to get involved with the mafia either..."

A few days ago, Miwa Yiyan finally found out that he could not find the whereabouts of Osamu Dazai no matter what. In view of the fact that his nephew didn't like to see him at all, he decisively chose to find him who was the most famous in the port mafia. The familiar Central Plains Chuya.

At that time, Zhong Yuan Zhong had just returned from a business trip, standing in front of a group of new mafia members, showing his authority, trying to beat up all these thorny guys.

Sanwa stood on one side with a smile on his face, watching the group of thorns being beaten by Nakahara Chuya, who didn't use supernatural powers at all, until his eyes were black and he couldn't find his way. He couldn't help laughing, which caused the thorns their attention.

One of the bold newcomers raised his trembling hand, pointed at Sanlun Yiyan and said to Nakahara Zhongya, "Why doesn't he need to be trained as a newcomer?!"

—Does this take me as one of them?What a fun kid.

Miwa blinked his eyes, stared at the newcomer, moved his feet, and directly avoided the attack of a provocative newcomer. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and his elbow directly hit the opponent's spine, causing the opponent to fall directly. on the ground.

He lowered his head and patted his clothes, and he smiled at Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye: "Mr Zhong Yuan, I'm here to ask you to understand something."

"Huh?" Raising his eyebrows, Nakahara Chu also remembered what happened to him after seeing Miwa Yiyan twice before. The first time was when he was picking up Dazai's mackerel, but he was tricked by the other party to meet Chi The king of gold and the king of gold, the second time was to lead the way to Dazai's house for the other party, but Dazai was pitted to clean up a certain black mist, this time I guess it was Dazai again...

Paused, for some reason, he had a bad premonition, but since the other party was a distinguished guest of the port mafia and a king, he could only raise his hand and wave , motioning to the old man behind him to deal with the disobedient newcomers, while he walked to the distance with his pockets in his pockets to communicate with Miwa Yiyan.

"Is there something wrong this time?" Nakahara Chuya snorted at Miwa, motioning him to speak up quickly.

"I can't find Xiuzhi, do you know where he is?" Smiling, Miwa Yiyan didn't feel much about Nakahara Chuya's attitude, lowered his voice, and said seriously, "I heard that Mr. Nakahara is I went on a business trip, and I haven't seen Xiu Zhi during this period of time, I'm worried that he may have fallen into some river and drowned."

"Even if he drowned, he must have gone into the water by himself." Subconsciously said, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, and always felt that something was wrong.

——No, isn’t that bastard Dazai responsible for Mr. Miwa?Could it be that that guy simply ignored the colorless king, but threw his hands at me?Think about it carefully, Miwa came to see me every time she said anything, even though it was all related to that bastard Dazai...

"What's the use of asking me for this kind of thing?" Frowning, Nakahara didn't want to pay attention to Dazai's affairs at all.

"Because Mr. Zhongyuan is Xiuzhi's partner," Miwa said naturally, "I heard that Xiuzhi and Mr. Zhongyuan have a nickname called 'Double Black'."

"Don't think I know everything just because he is my partner!" Nakahara also felt that this logic was too deceitful, since he and Osamu Dazai were "dead enemies", the ghost would go to find out the whereabouts of Osamu Dazai.

Subconsciously wanting to wave his hand to leave, Zhongya Nakahara stepped forward, and he suddenly remembered the small note he saw when he returned to the office to pick up things before his business trip, which seemed to be left by Osamu Dazai?

Silently put his feet back, he took out his cell phone, flipped through it, and really saw the crazy text message he sent to Osamu Dazai that day.

Sighing helplessly, Nakahara also squeezed his temple in distress, and said to Miwa, "That guy has gone to Tokyo.

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"Huh? Tokyo? I thought he would ask me to go with him..." Miwa was silent for a moment, he muttered as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up, and he thanked Nakahara Nakaya , "Thank you very much, it would be even better if you would tell me where Shuji's good friend Oda Sakunosuke is."

"Huh? Wait, you bastard, don't climb up the pole!" Nakahara Chuya frowned instantly, and Miwa's words made him inexplicably think of that guy Dazai, and that bastard Dazai always does the same thing , and made myself a bunch of extra tasks.

"Because I know Mr. Zhongyuan in Hong Kong." Miwa smiled helplessly, shrugged and spread his hands, "Xiuzhi doesn't want to pay attention to me, not to mention, if I ask him this question, that kid won't tell me Right? It’s such a happy friendship to protect one’s friends or something.”

"A friend?" Nakahara was also stunned for a moment. He watched Miwa Yiyan and found that the other party really thought that Dazai Osamu had the existence of a "friend". He tilted his head slightly and said lightly, "In this respect I don't know anything about it, you'd better find it yourself."

"Really? I'm so sorry, Mr. Zhongyuan, I've been bothering you for a long time." Miwa nodded slightly, and he saluted Zhongya, then turned and left.

"What a strange guy, even though that bastard Dazai doesn't care about you at all, yet he still has to worry about him..." Zhongya Zhongya watched Miwa leave without a word, and murmured in a low voice.

Miwa walked away for a while, suddenly thought of something, he turned around, smiled at Zhongya Zhongya, "As a reward, I will tell Mr. Zhongyuan something."

Zhongyuan Zhong, who was planning to go back to clean up the newcomers, was also taken aback for a moment, then heard Sanlun say:

"The name 'Double Black' is really great. It should continue, right?"

"What?" Not understanding what Sanwa Yiyan meant, Nakahara Chuya was planning to ask something more, but when he turned his head, he found that Miwa Yiyan had disappeared. Yan put it to the back of his mind, "Tsk, what a strange person."

Stepping out of the elevator, Miwa withdrew his thoughts in one word, and refocused on the long corridor in front of him. On both sides were men in black who were in charge of staring at him for not doing anything. He didn't care much about this matter, as someone who had been here before, he wasn't surprised by the solemnity of this place, he walked forward slowly, heading straight for Mori Ogai's office.

"That Mr. Mori should be able to receive me, but yes, he let me up." Miwa blinked his eyes, his fingers gently wiped the painting fan at his waist, and then disappeared hanging down traces.

The dark pattern on the kimono glowed faintly under the gloomy light, and even the family crest on the chest exuded a deep aura. He chuckled lightly, and his eyes fell on the closed door , pursing his lips slightly, just as he was thinking about something, he saw the door open and a man came out from it.

It was a man with burgundy hair. He bowed towards the door, and then slowly withdrew from the office. As he turned around, some wide windbreakers raised the hem of his clothes, slightly revealing the tightness of his waist. Old pistol.

He walked past Miwa Yiyan without turning his eyes, holding a rolled up silver paper in his hand, and he didn't know what was written in it, which made this person maintain a serious expression. look.

After three rounds of words, he glanced at the figure of the other party, and paused the steps he was about to take. He tilted his head slightly, blinked his eyes, couldn't help laughing, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Found Yes, Oda Sakunosuke."