Port Nanny, Dementia Online

Yuu Shima left, left the port mafia, and he didn't go back to Chuya's house.

From Nakahara Chuya's questioning, he could feel that the other party might not welcome him, but he didn't plan to go back to live there.Just seeing the shadow of the past, all the bits and pieces of getting along with Mori Ogai, and the aggressive words of the man come to mind.

"I am back."

Yuu Shima opened the door of the apartment and said to the air out of habit, he put the key on the shoe cabinet in the entrance while changing his shoes.

Unexpectedly, there was a response from the room.

"Welcome back~"

A voice that was so frivolous that it was immersed in the soft clouds came from inside the house.

As soon as Shimao heard the voice, he knew who the person who entered his house without authorization was, but he was not surprised, "Mr. Dazai, how do you know I'm here?"

Sitting on the sofa in the living room of the apartment, Osamu Dazai brewed a pot of tea as if he was the master of the house, without realizing that he was not even a guest.

"Ah Yu didn't mean to hide from me." Osamu Dazai wanted to take a sip of tea, but he couldn't hold the teacup. He accidentally knocked over the teacup, and the teacup rolled down on the coffee table and finally landed on the one he stepped forward to catch. Shima Yuu hands.

"And I came to Ayu only because I had something to do."

"I'm hurt." Dazai Osamu's tone was very soft, he raised his left arm with a pitiful expression begging for caress.

Shimao knelt down on one knee to examine his injuries. The bandage on his left arm was covered with blood. After he untied the bandage, a knife wound running through his entire arm was revealed in front of his eyes.

He didn't ask what happened to the injury, but took out the credit card machine from his briefcase, tapped it on the coffee table, and said with a businesslike look, "There is a charge for treatment."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai's expression changed, he pouted and said, "Aren't they all free before?"

"That's because the port Mafia paid for the treatment before, but it doesn't work now." Shima Yu pointed to his newly rented apartment. The high-end single apartment is different from the past. "I thought that changing to a more secure apartment would prevent Stay with me, I'm so naive."

"The salary of an intern can't even pay half of the rent." Shimao shrugged and said, "I won't just watch my savings decrease."

"Okay, okay." Osamu Dazai took out his wallet from his pocket, took out his bank card and handed it to Shima Yu.

In Mafia port for many years, Dazai Osamu's financial situation, Shimao Yu knows better than himself.

Shima Yu turned over the back of the bank card suspiciously, and saw 'Kunikida Doppo' written in neat and consistent handwriting on the signature column, and returned the card, "Don't just steal other people's bank cards and use them."

"The little guy's card?" Osamu Dazai took out his pocket and pulled out a particularly conspicuous black card from a pile of odds and ends.

"Of course not. Credit is not accepted for small businesses." Shima Yu folded his arms and looked condescendingly at the black-haired young man in front of him, "Mr. Dazai, don't you have money?"

Osamu Dazai: ...

Silence, a long silence.

Dazai Osamu suddenly leaned forward, his handsome face enlarged in front of Shima Yuko's eyes, his iris-colored eyes were covered with a layer of wet water, making him look extremely lovable.

"Then I'll sell myself, Ah Yu, you have to be gentle with me."

"No need." Shimao took a step back to avoid the approach of Osamu Dazai, "If you don't have money, please leave my house."

"It's too much... Is Ah Yu really not going to help?"

Shimao nodded solemnly, and made the boundaries very clear, "I'm a very realistic person, if you don't have money, you don't have to talk about it, just walk slowly and don't give it away."

The young man had no intention of continuing to talk to Osamu Dazai, he untied the Japanese calendar on his shoulder and put it on the coffee table casually, and walked into the room.

Osamu Dazai poked Qingtian Doll with his finger, and whispered: "Hiyo, can you treat it?"

Hiyori rolled his eyes.

……

Shimao found a job as an intern in a hospital in Yokohama. With his current qualifications, he could only start from the bottom step by step.

But fortunately Yokohama is full of good and bad people, and there are countless gangsters. Shima Yu knew a lot of people in the emergency room who went to the doctor because of the rush, and he planned to resign and go to the black market doctor when his development reached a certain level.

Can there be more jobs in black market clinics with high wages and few jobs like the organization?

"Come to the detective agency to work." Since Yosano Akiko knew about Shima Yu's career development, she would make a phone call every day to persuade him to go to the Armed Detective Agency, "What if I meet someone like Dr. Mori again?"

"I have no problem dealing with ordinary people." Shima Yu said without hesitation: "If you meet a person with supernatural powers... then work with that person, and hope his salary can be higher." When he earns enough money, he will If you want to run, you can run as far as you can.

"With the scale of the detective agency, there is no need for two doctors at all." Shima Yu said frankly: "If I always rely on Akiko, I will not get any growth."

He didn't say that Mori Ogai had become smaller a long time ago, and now he is busy raiding the research institute of the Black Organization to grab information for Haibara Ai to research and make an antidote.

The other party has no time to take care of him at the moment, and when Mori Ogai reacts, Shimao Yuu left Yokohama a long time ago.Not to mention the Black Organization.

Yosano Akiko was very worried like an old lady, only to hear Shima Yu suddenly asked: "How is the injury on Dazai-san's arm?"

"Tell him..." Yosano Akiko said: "His ability is really amazing, he can barely control the heartbeat and enter the dying state to be cured, only then will his disqualification in the world be invalid. "

"Isn't this good?" Shima Yu thought of Osamu Dazai's ability to kill. Isn't the free treatment at the detective agency better than the expensive treatment at his place?

"That way it won't be easy to die."

"Why should I save him... That guy obviously wants to die the most..."

The voice chattering with Akiko Yosano gradually drifted away, replaced by a male voice.

"Mr. Shimao Yuu."

A figure stopped in front of Shima Yu, and the man said with a complicated expression.

Shimao raised his eyes, and the person standing in front of him was still an acquaintance. He said familiarly: "Mr. Sakaguchi, the consultation is free, the treatment fee is charged, and the charge of the Supernatural Special Affairs Department is ten times."

He never forgot about the fact that the Supernatural Secret Service Division teamed up with Osamu Dazai to cheat him.

After explaining to Akiko, he hung up the phone and turned to Ango Sakaguchi, "What's your business?"

Seeing Yuu Shima's indifferent attitude, Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses in embarrassment, "I have something to tell you in advance when I come here this time."

Shima Yu raised his eyebrows, with a face full of willingness to hear about it.

"There is news from the embassy that foreign organizations are already eyeing you." Ango Sakaguchi said solemnly: "You are in a very dangerous situation now, please come back to the Supernatural Secret Service with us. will keep you safe."

Ango Sakaguchi persuaded him earnestly: "Your ability is too powerful, and you may be used by criminals. If possible, I hope you can join the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

"I'm not a person with supernatural powers, so your supernatural secret service department can't control me, right?" Shimao felt a little funny, and blocked back, "Any organization is good, but supernatural secret service department can't do it."

"Please come back."

……

The roar of the helicopter's propellers raised a cloud of dust, and the helicopter with a black shell finally landed on the apron of the hospital.

The nurses in the nurse's station were gossiping about which big shot came to the hospital for consultation by helicopter.Shimao looked through the medical records and calculated which wards to go to for rounds and dressing changes. The gossip in his ears suddenly stopped, and the entire nurse station seemed to have been pressed on the mute button. Smell.

Shimao looked up, he was no longer in any part of the hospital, but in a strange room full of giant dolls, black and white floor tiles and a crimson sky.

The enemy's supernatural powers... it seems that there is little hope of escape.

"Mr. Island."

The blond man with the accent pronounced his last name awkwardly.

Shima Yu saw the glittering gold watch on his wrist, and the suits the man wore were all haute couture.Days after Ango Sakaguchi warned him, his future boss finally came to him.

"You can call me Francis." The tall blond man introduced: "I run a society in North America - "Assembly". "

Francis did not give Shimao a chance to speak, and continued: "I have inside information, your ability is not just as simple as healing."

"So?" Shima Yu asked him, "What do you want me to do?"

"Join our group, I want to see your true ability."

Shimao refused: "I don't accept long-term work."

"Then I will buy out your future treatments."

Francis smiled contemptuously, snapped his fingers, and the deacon-like man behind him stepped forward and opened the suitcase in his hand to show Shima Yu.

The suitcase was full of thick banknotes, still in US dollars.

Shimao glanced at the banknotes in the suitcase, this is a number that is enough to drive most people crazy, "The cost of one treatment is just right."

"Who is being treated?"

"I want you to resurrect a person." Francis said firmly, with an ambitious smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to know Shima Yuu's ability very well, and he also knew where the upper limit of his ability was.

His ability has been completely exposed at some point.

Shimao knew it in his mind, he nodded and said, "That will cost more."

"Money is not a problem." Francis became interested, "You can make a price."

Shima Yu didn't mention the price, but instead asked, "Where's the corpse?"

Francis obviously didn't expect things to go so smoothly, Shimao Yu didn't even hesitate at all, it seemed that instead of resurrecting a person, he bent down to pick up a fluffy piece of paper, the blond man couldn't help but said: " ...no bodies."

Shimao asked unceremoniously: "How do you want me to resurrect people without a corpse? Turn into a living person?"

"By the way... If it has been cremated, there is no way to save it."

Francis' face darkened.

The author has something to say: It’s too late to come back, and there may not be enough time for tonight’s Gagen

I try my best, the word count may be less

Shima Yu doesn't want to depend on anyone, including Seimei and Tamamomae

It doesn't matter how dangerous your situation is, the big deal is working everywhere

Whoever is strong with whom, with his ability, no one will treat him harshly

Just not going back to port Mafia to work

Mr. Mori crying

Shima Yu: Let me be healthy, who is the person who betrayed my resurrection?

Da Zaiwei

Entered the Dazai main line

Dazai and Mr. Mori's crematorium I'm thinking about how to put out the fire

The coding is fueling the fire (blame me?)

感谢在2020-11-0500:00:10~2020-11-0606:08:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of falsehood; 5 bottles of me who love to eat ghosts; 1 bottle of fan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!