In order to survive, I do many jobs

The sky in Yokohama is cloudless, and the translucent blue is like a cold spring above a glacier, pouring together with the hot sun, splashing dripping watercolors.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh, it's going to be overtaken!" Dazai Osamu sat cross-legged on the wall, holding his game console in a hurry, with a serious look on his face.

I stood straight beside him, seemingly not looking sideways, but I quietly looked at Mr. Dazai's screen from the corner of my eye.

Food, really food, I shook my head inwardly.

Under the fence, Mr. Hirotsu and his subordinates surrounded a dead body, and reported the progress of the mission tenaciously under Mr. Dazai's lively game BGM, but no one present except me and Mr. listening.

Seeing the disapproval of the boys in black suits with paralyzed faces, I couldn't help crying for them.

How can you use your thoughts to speculate on Osamu Dazai!He will immediately ask some tricky questions, but if he can't answer them, we will see you in the torture room.

Today, the sunny and sunny weekend should have been a happy time to lie at home and sleep late.However, I received a death call early in the morning. I struggled to get up from the bed and dragged my exhausted body to work overtime.

An important weapon warehouse of the Port Mafia was invaded, and Osamu Dazai, one of the five major cadres, personally tracked it down.As Mr. Dazai's deputy and direct subordinate, Ryunosuke Akutagawa and I are indispensable for such an occasion.

Oh no, where is Akutagawa Ryunosuke?

Maybe he's out on the job, he's also a workaholic.I thought so, and rubbed my eyes secretly, so sleepy.

"The general situation is like this, Mr. Dazai." Mr. Hirotsu stopped talking, waiting for instructions.

Osamu Dazai threw me the half-played game console and jumped down from the high platform, his expression changed from lively to indifferent.

I have long been used to his face-changing, and I skillfully caught the "timed bomb" thrown at me. I gave him a perfect score and passed the level, and then jumped off the high platform.

Mr. Guangjin was thinking deeply, and when he saw me coming, he bent down and bowed, "Master Anhe."

"Mr. Hirotsu." I politely returned the salute, and stood quietly beside Osamu Dazai.

Mr. Guangjin is an old man who has served the port mafia since the time of the previous leader, and is also deeply trusted by the current leader. Like Sister Hongye, he has very old qualifications in the Hong Kong gangsters.

He respects status and power very much, and as the deputy of one of the five major cadres, I am above him.So even though he was my referrer not so long ago, he would call me "My lord".

Thinking about it this way, I was promoted so quickly.

I like Mr. Hirotsu very much. Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya have a good relationship with him. Mr. Hirotsu may be the most popular person among Hong Kong blacks.He is very reliable in doing things, easy to chat with, and is a very kind elder.

"Qianye." Osamu Dazai called me, handed me the surveillance screenshot in his hand, and walked straight to the door of the destroyed warehouse.

I looked down at the photos, sorted them out expressionlessly, and followed Osamu Dazai's footsteps.

Mimic, they have taken action against Hong Kong gangsters.

I looked at Dazai Osamu and Black Lizard, who were said to be sent because Mr. Mori attached great importance to this matter, and shook my head in my heart, showing no motivation at all.

The man was introduced by Mori Ogai himself, and he deserved to be pecked at by the eagle.I'm not angry, not at all, for wasting my good weekend cleaning up his mess, smile.

"Only the upper echelons of the port mafia know the password to the warehouse, but the password has been leaked." Osamu Dazai pondered for a moment. There are only so many people who can do it, and the suspects are infinitely narrowed.

"Who does Qianye think?" Osamu Dazai asked me abruptly.

Me: ...except Mr. Ango, who else could it be.

"I just entered Hong Kong and Heilongjiang not long ago, and I don't know much about the people under other cadres." I said euphemistically, Osamu Dazai keeps me by his side every day, and my social network is only so obvious. Who do you want to hear from me? Woolen cloth?

If I have to frame someone, I choose A.Come on, let's take him to the interrogation room to take the blame for Mr. Ango.

In order to find clues to mimic, Osamu Dazai sent Akutagawa Ryunosuke to lead people to set a trap and capture the prisoners alive.

As for his beloved deputy, I went to school again after the weekend.

"Mr. Akutagawa, set a trap and capture him alive?" After school, I returned to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang and slowly put these words together, feeling that the world was beginning to become unreal.

are you seriousHe will definitely choose to destroy them all.

Sure enough, when I came to Akutagawa-kun with Osamu Dazai, I silently looked at the corpse under my feet, feeling like a prophet.

I bent down and opened the mouth of the corpse, and the hemorrhage caused by the poison was clearly visible.I blamed Akutagawa wrongly. He did capture him alive, but he didn't consider the possibility of the captive committing suicide.

The mimics are full of battle-hardened soldiers, so they should not be underestimated.

If Akutagawa is Mr. Chuya's subordinate, there may be room for change in this matter, but if it is Mr. Dazai... I close my eyes, and I can't bear to see this human tragedy.

Mr. Dazai's expression was so horrifying that he couldn't look directly at it. Akutagawa Ryunosuke who was lying on the ground coughed up a mouthful of blood. He had no strength to fight back, and the bullet casings were scattered all over the floor.

In this way, he turned his head back, and I accepted it.

In a sense, it is also Akutagawa-kun's personality charm, never admit defeat, never compromise, is a good quality.

But when it's time to adapt, don't force yourself.I sighed in my heart, I know Ryunosuke Akutagawa really wants to get Mr. Dazai's approval, but if you do this, it will only make him more and more bored.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stared at his instructor, the blood oozing from his fingers stained his coat, Dazai Osamu looked away coldly, and the disappointment in his eyes flashed.

"Qianye." Osamu Dazai said suddenly, calling my name, "If you were the one who was pointed at just now, what would you do?"

I silently glanced at the confused Akutagawa Ryunosuke, he turned his head in response, and looked at me fiercely, like a vicious dog that has been robbed of its prey.

The shallow friendship between us is a spider's thread about to break.

I looked back at him and said calmly: "I will use my ability on Akutagawa-kun and let him block this shot for me."

"If Akutagawa-kun is not here, I will use my ability on everyone present, and there will always be one of them who can block that bullet for me."

What a cruel answer, but it's the truth.

"Very good." Osamu Dazai walked towards me, put his lips to my ear, and said softly, "Mr. Mori cannot know the effect of the supernatural power, you understand."

Even if it is absolutely impossible for Akutagawa to betray him, even if those people are all his subordinates, he must finish it well without any mistakes.

I closed my eyes, stretched out my hand to caress the bullet hanging on my neck, and activated the supernatural power silently.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today." I raised a finger and put it on my lips, the corners of my lips were curled up, and my eyes were cold, "My dear friends."

Under the effect of the ability, the "friends" who regard me as the most trusted person will never reveal my secrets, because at this time, my status in their hearts far exceeds obedience to the leader.

This is the supernatural ability of the mind control system.

Unfortunately, I originally wanted to be friends with Akutagawa-kun, but now I can't.

I don't need the false friendship created by supernatural powers.

"The clue is disconnected, do you want to set another trap?" I walked out of the warehouse, half a step behind Osamu Dazai, and asked in a low mood.

"It's not necessary. Have someone take the mud from the soles of the corpse's feet for inspection, and then report the results to me." Osamu Dazai stopped, took the game console from my pocket, pressed it twice, and brought up the Tetris interface .

"Go and play, wait for me in the office." He pulled the bandage around his neck wearily, "Don't think too much, Qianye, the Mafia doesn't need worthless kindness."

"If I were you, except for [Disqualification in the World], which cannot be affected, I would use supernatural powers on everyone in Hong Kong and Heiju who have met me to ensure my absolute safety." He looked at me with an unclear expression, "You can find Chance? I gave you so many chances."

I was silent for a long time, and stretched out my hand to tighten the bullet that Osamu Dazai gave me, "Yes, you are right."

"But if you do that, it's not me." I raised my head and looked into Osamu Dazai's eyes, "I want to have friends who don't trust me because of supernatural powers. At first, they may suspect me and doubt me, but in the end they will Accept me and love my friends."

"I want to have that feeling."

He will laugh at me when he hears such innocent words, right?can you?He is clearly longing for these too. Sincere and gentle friends and a return journey to rest our souls are obviously our common pursuit.

At our deepest core, we share a similar loneliness.

"There is one thing I forgot to tell you," Dazai Osamu suddenly started a new topic without warning, he didn't look into my eyes, his eyes stayed on the bullet I was holding, "Mr. Mori asked Oda Tsukuru to investigate the accident Missing Ango."

Mr. Ango is missing?Mr. Mori... The familiar key words made me forget the low mood before. I highlighted these words in my mind, and instantly understood Mori Ogai's plan.

If nothing else, Mori Ogai should be planning to let Mr. Oda Saku solve the mimic.

I heard that Mr. Oda Saku was a very powerful killer in the past, but now he has washed his hands and stopped killing people with guns.He may be able to solve the mimic, but he must pay a huge price. Andre Gide, the leader of mimic, is also a very powerful superhuman.

"Mr. Odasaku said that he will not kill anyone again." I muttered in my heart, "What did Mr. Mori use to persecute him? Mr. Ango's safety?"

[Both rescue and search can be completed without causing casualties.If you want a person who doesn't want to kill to raise a gun, the most likely thing is hatred. 】The system said.

hate...

"Tong, do you still remember that Mr. Oda Saku once said that he adopted five children who lost their parents in the Longtou War!" My eyes lit up.

The Dragon Head War made the Port Mafia the sole master of the Yokohama underground world in one fell swoop. Countless innocent people lost their lives in it, and the most pitiful ones were undoubtedly the younger children.

Mr. Odasaku, who is willing to adopt orphans and raise them, is an undisputed man of good will. He has done nothing wrong, but he will become a victim of this power struggle.

Mori Ogai's behavior can be understood to a certain extent. He has to fight for the permanent peace and stability of Yokohama, but I really cannot accept this kind of behavior without a bottom line.

"Mr. Nakaya was transferred away, and Mr. Ango was restrained by the Supernatural Secret Service Division. At first glance, it seems that no one can intervene in this matter... It seems that Mr. Mori's judgment of my supernatural ability is still at the superficial level, yes, no After experiencing it myself, I would never have guessed that it can be used to kill each other.”

Killing each other because of the split of positions, and dying for me because of extreme trust are all effects that my abilities can achieve.

In the final analysis, it is just playing with emotions.

Building an unbreakable one-way bond is the essence of Erwuzi, and it is also the pure teaching left by countless senior Neptunes.

The king of twenty-five sons is omnipotent.

However, the "reliable little friend" I described to Mr. Mori is extremely harmless from the name to the effect. If Mr. Dazai hadn't tested me, he wouldn't have guessed it.

"But there's no reason... I shouldn't know these things." I planned to reveal some key information to Mr. Dazai. He didn't calculate this level because he suffered from the information, and Mr. Mori took a time lag.

Otherwise, it would be hell if Mori Ogai successfully implemented the plan known to Osamu Dazai.

Neither did he know that the mimic was introduced by his old club, nor did he know that his best friend was an undercover agent, Dazai Osamu, weak and helpless.

"Information is the most important thing." I sighed, intelligence dealers must be making a lot of money, and I was a little tempted.

"I don't want to expose the connection with the black organization." I wrinkled my face and complained to the system, "I will die if I don't do the main mission, and I can't tell him about you."

[Zai Zai, how about trying to start from the Supernatural Secret Service Division? 】 My commander suggested, 【Don't forget your dad. 】

!I suddenly realized, yes, my dad is also an undercover agent of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and Mr. Anwu knows him.

Although my father never told me anything, but the clever famous detective knows everything, and Mr. Ango trusts me unconditionally because of [Schrödinger's second and fifth boy]. Even if Osamu Dazai confronts him later, I will not panic at all.

[Has the ability on Ango Sakaguchi been eliminated by Osamu Dazai? ] My system reminded me.

It's possible, but it doesn't matter, the subconscious mind is also OK.Elimination is just right, and the credibility is still greater.

Hmm... In this way, won't the little thoughts of my [-]-year-old boy be exposed?You can't have both fish and bear's paw, the ancients never deceived me.

...No, I still want to struggle.

"How about this, let me reveal a little clue, let Mr. Dazai find out about it himself, and come to confront me again, I will take advantage of the situation and play him, how about it?"

I'm such a clever little ghost.

After figuring out what to do next, I held Tetris and happily waited in Mr. Dazai's office, thinking about how I could inadvertently let him discover the "weakness" I left behind "accidentally".

Should I arrange it tomorrow, or take my time in a few days? It's so tangled.

While my little abacus was clattering, my friends, let us adjust the time to a few days ago.

Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke met in an alley, and the remnants of Mimic fell to the ground, covered in blood.

"Odasaku, it's Ango." Dazai Osamu said wearily, "He may have joined the mimic."

He is sharper than anyone, but he is unwilling to doubt his friends.

Ango Sakaguchi is one of the people who can know the password of the important warehouse at the port.

"Mr. Dazai." At this time, a subordinate in a black suit hurried over and interrupted their conversation, with a sharp tone, "The matter you want me to investigate has a result, Mr. Ann and she..."

"Anhe Qianye's father, Anhe Zhengxiong, was an undercover agent sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division to enter the port mafia."

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Qianye: I have decided to take the initiative to expose!Can't you wait!cat crying

Zai: Anwu is an undercover agent of Mimic, and Qianye is an undercover agent of the Supernatural Secret Service... (deep in thought)

Ango: No, we are together.

Qianye: No, I belong to the wealth of the world.

Puchichi, Dazai thought he had taken off Qianye's vest, but he didn't know that the person in front of him was actually an onion essence.

Qianye: I have no heart (proud and chest out)