Humanoid Arsenal Development Program

"Silver, do you have any other plans recently?" Konno Nagi asked, Yin flipped through the schedule, and then replied, "The preliminary talks have ended, and there is a banquet held by the Akashi Zaibatsu and the Suzuki Zaibatsu this afternoon. Let's have a second meeting..."

Hearing Yin read a lot of schedules that were not in the original plan, Konno Nagi frowned slightly: "Wait, I don't think there were so many things before?"

"Most of them are temporarily added tasks from the headquarters." Akutagawa Gin said, Konno Nagi paused slightly, and she frowned.

The nerve called intuition kept vibrating in her brain. Nagi Konno pressed the headset. She didn't know if Igarashi, who had just been promoted at this moment, could still be contacted. Fortunately, the communication was connected. , a slightly hoarse voice that has not slept for several days: "Miss Konno?"

"I'm sorry, miss, I've been so busy with European affairs recently that my head is dizzy, maybe the things you asked me to have to be postponed."

"It's okay, congratulations on your promotion first, and then I just want to ask Yokohama if there is anything unusual recently?" Konno Nagi spoke quickly.

"Yes, since Miss Konno came to ask, she must know how much trouble the Mimic mercenary organization that invaded Yokohama from Europe has caused in Yokohama recently..."

Inexplicably, Igarashi Cang, who took over the European intelligence network, had thick dark circles under his glasses. He picked up his coffee and took a sip, then continued to look at the data stream on the computer vigorously: "The clock tower is expelling Mimic At the same time, our stronghold over there has also suffered certain losses, and the transaction chain and intelligence network that was originally in charge of by Ango-san Sakaguchi now need to review all of them and change the password of the stronghold. There are so many things..."

"So, Miss Konno, who is far away in Tokyo, you are really too leisurely." Igarashi, who was forced to work overtime continuously for several days, couldn't help expressing something called a business trip, but actually being lazy. Girlish envy and jealousy.

"Mimic... Can you get the specific information of this organization?" Konno Nagi asked, "Including the information of the supernatural power of the leader of that organization."

"Miss... What are you doing with that in Tokyo?" Igarashi's fingers kept typing on the keyboard, and from time to time he took a pen to record something in the notebook, "Your mission is not completed yet, The situation is not serious enough to have to call you back from the mission."

Konno Nagi was silent: "Igarashi, if you can find the information, please give it to me."

She hung up the communication, stood up and said to Yin: "Yin, help me buy a subway ticket from Tokyo back to Yokohama, and buy it with the fake identity I made earlier."

Gin Akutagawa opened his eyes slightly: "Master Konno, what happened, did something happen to the headquarters in Yokohama?"

"No, I... have some private matters to do..." Konno Nagi raised his eyes to look at the chaotic sky, thick clouds covered the whole sky, and the cold wind blew the leaves down.

After calling Dazai that time, and then contacting Dr. Mori, who seemed to deliberately want her to stay in Tokyo, Konno Nagi vaguely felt that there must be something in it, and something related to her and Dazai was about to happen.That being the case, she still chose to follow the guidance of her intuition, and secretly went back to Yokohama to contact Dazai Osamu to ask about it face to face, and if nothing happened later, she would sneak back.

"But, Konno-sama, aren't you going to a banquet tonight?" Akutagawa Gin asked anxiously, and Konno Nagi, who was about to go out after only grabbing a bottle of mineral water, looked back at Akutagawa Gin and said softly, "So, Yin, you can go instead of me."

"Eh?! I... how could I..." Gin Akutagawa was shocked.

"It's okay, Kusaku will help you pretend to be me, and you just need to show your face and pretend to be unwell to postpone the meeting." Konno Nagi lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry, I really still feel that, I need to go back and take a look... I will ask you and Jiu Zuo to follow up, and if you have any questions, please contact me directly."

She turned and walked out the door.

【Nagi, you are finally willing to return to Yokohama! 】Since the system woke up that day, she has been chattering endlessly about wanting her to go back to Yokohama for various reasons. Nagi Konno was so noisy that she couldn't directly block it.

[System, is something going to happen to Yokohama? 】Nagi Konno has a serious expression on her face. She is holding a subway ticket and standing in the corner of a crowded subway car. She seems to be distracted, but she is actually talking to the system in her head.

[If you don't go back, Nagi, you will regret it. 】It is rare for the system to speak in such a serious tone, but when Konno Nagi asked it, it kept silent 【It has nothing to do with Yokohama, but Nagi, you will regret it if you don’t go. 】

【Then you said, what will happen? 】

[Sorry Nagi, I can't say. 】

Konno Nagi frowned fiercely. She stared at the series of scenery passing by the car window. The noisy crowd was like noisy flies in her ears. She frowned and stretched out her hand to slightly press the communicator on her ear. .

She turned on her cell phone and called Dazai Osamu.

No one heard.

Konno Nagi put down her phone, and she glanced at the time.The fastest subway line from Tokyo to Yokohama would take four to five or ten minutes. For some reason, the bad intuition became stronger and stronger. After thinking about it, she tried to call Sakunosuke Oda again.

Still no answer.

The conversation has broken down...or rather, it's just a meaningless conversation.Standing in the chief's office, Osamu Dazai never felt the wind on the top floor so cold like today.

Even though the window was closed, the hands and feet felt cold for no reason, colder than jumping into the river.Osamu Dazai stood there silently, his eyes fixed on the black gilded envelope that Mori Ogai specially took out, and Mori Ogai looked at him with a chuckle, the black tea in his hand was still steaming.

"So it's like this..." He heard his own cold voice spit out from his mouth, "You deliberately sent Ango, whom you already knew, to Mimic as a triple agent, deliberately tripped Nagi-chan in Tokyo, and then made Oda an adopted child. The residence was leaked to Mimic...everything has been calculated, and all the layouts are for this license to open."

"That's right, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai slowly opened the envelope, and took out the opening license for the ability that all the underworld organizations in Yokohama are competing for, "in exchange for this at the smallest price. Isn’t it right that there is no substitute for a license to start a business with special abilities?”

He smiled and narrowed his eyes, Osamu Dazai stared at him, and then he slowly closed his eyes: "Indeed... nothing wrong..."

He felt his body tremble, and then Dazai Osamu slowly opened his eyes and turned around.

The men in black suits guarding the gate immediately raised their guns, pointing their black muzzles at him.Osamu Dazai's breathing trembled for a moment, and then he slowly closed his eyes, trying to keep a voice without emotion: "Mr. Mori, you won't let them shoot."

"First, there is no benefit in doing so. Second, if Nagi-chan, who is far away in Tokyo, knows that I was ordered to be killed by you, then the organization will definitely lose at least two...no...it should be three powerful Osamu Dazai narrated indifferently, and Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes, with dark and unclear emotions flowing in his eyes, "With Nagi-chan's character, it is even possible to turn against the organization. A meaningless loss, You certainly won't do it."

"Then, what's your reason for rushing despite disobeying the leader's order, Dazai-kun?" Mori Ogai picked up the black tea, his gaze as sharp as a hawk.

"The reason..." Osamu Dazai raised his head, "Because of Odasaku, he is my friend."

He left the oppressive and cold office without looking back.