Port Mafia Play House

The night before returning to Yokohama from North America, Hayakawa took Oda Sakunosuke to a bar in August.

The kind with music and disco.

This is so abnormal.

Anyway, Oda Sakunosuke has known Hayakawa August for almost six years, and he has never seen him drink a drop of wine, let alone go to any bar.

The wig is tied into a bun at the back of the head, and only one strand hangs over the ear. "Nozaki Choko" has painted a gorgeous makeup that fits the name, with an ambiguous arc drawn at the corner of the eye, carrying a small bag full of sequins, etc. under the streetlight.

From the eyes of passers-by, it may be a very eye-catching sight, but Oda Sakunosuke only felt a headache.

What the hell is this guy going to do?

Odasaku really knows him too well.

That night, although Hayakawa August didn't drink a drop of wine, he spent the whole night in the bar, ran around, showed mercy, drunk dozens of victims who fell in love, and added a hundred people to the bar. Ten thousand yen in income, I did not spend a penny.

He clapped his hands and told the security guard to throw the unconscious "corpses" out of the bar, before smiling and hooking up the next one.

Great record.

The owner of the bar laughed like a flower, looking like he really wanted a contact information, and hired him as a part-time job here for a long time.

This is a natural wine holder!

After one night, the bartender was so exhausted that he slumped across the booth where Oda Zukuo was sitting, lying on the table and refusing to move.

I don't even know what the picture is.

No dividends?

In order to see that this person did not have an accident, Oda Saku didn't sleep, just watched him doing things in the bar all night.

He asked helplessly: "Happy?"

The "corpse" on the opposite side didn't move or speak.

Odasaku moved a little closer, the young man closed his eyes, his long eyelashes cast shadows on his face, and his breathing was very steady.

——Oh, fell asleep.

Odasaku was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he sighed helplessly and patted his forehead lightly.

"August, wake up and go home."

When he heard the word "go home", August's eyelashes trembled, and he half-opened his eyes bewilderedly.

"Don't..." he said childishly, "I can't walk anymore..."

Oda: ...

Isn't it time for you to run around at night?

Hayakawa August actually seldom acts like a baby.

When he first arrived in North America, he was seasick and dizzy on the boat. He could vomit four times an hour.

But as soon as the boat stopped and walked out of the door of that room, except for his pale face, you could no longer see the slightest trace of seasickness on his face.

The young man smiled gracefully, and easily followed the people sent by the group to test each other. The words were seamless, and no one could guess that he had just obtained the information of this false identity a day ago.

Then he entered the room, checked the bugging equipment and the camera, and he basically lived in the bathroom that day.

Sometimes Odasaku really doesn't know what this person's true feelings are.

He shows people what he wants people to see.

He doesn't want people to see it, and you can't pick it out.

This made Odasaku feel a little helpless.

Many times, he wanted to say something, but he knew clearly that it was useless to say it.

You can only follow his will.

Odasaku took off his coat and put it on the young man, then turned around and squatted down.

"Let's go, then I'll carry you on my back."

People are much lighter than imagined.

He was obviously only half a head shorter than him, but he carried it lightly on his back, and his wrists were so thin that he didn't know where all the food went.

It was almost dawn, and the faint orange dyed the starry sky. On the streets of foreign countries, people were alone and there were few people.

August lay on Odasaku's back in a daze.

"Asuke?"

"Um……"

"Sakonosuke..."

"Um……"

At the edge of the skyline, the brilliant morning sun rose.

The situation in Yokohama continues to deteriorate.

The GSS people thought they were done playing after that day-but they went back and looked, the information of the fund personnel, and the port Mafia hadn't moved at all, as if no one had ever come in.

It was as if the two of them broke in just to let them do their homework for them.

GSS: "..."

Is it too much?

Tell me who can afford to lose this person! ?

GSS looked at each other in dismay, and decided tacitly to pretend that this incident had never happened.

Most of the characters in the GSS are from the martial arts faction. In other words, they are not very good at thinking. After suffering such a big loss, they can't speak up. They all vented silently on the Takase Club and KK Trading Company who were fighting.

Contradictions intensified day by day.

Osamu Dazai wobbled along behind him as a fisherman, reaping a lot of benefits from time to time.

He counted the days with his fingers, and when the missing ones were almost gone, he took Q around and it was time for them to start a full-scale war——

However, plans always fail to keep up with changes.

Waking up this morning, Osamu Dazai received unexpected news.

All the superhumans of the Takase Society were wiped out.

There was no sign, it just happened overnight, and all the people with supernatural powers were killed by their own supernatural powers strangely.

Takase will keep silent, and there will be no more information.

Within a few days, the same thing happened again and again.

Yokohama was thrown into chaos in an instant.

GSS picked up a big deal for nothing, occupying land everywhere, and the organizations under the Gaolai Society scattered and fled, and then went to occupy the places of other organizations, and the cycle went on and on. Coupled with the indiscriminate attacks of mysterious people with supernatural powers, the whole Yokohama is like a large-scale card draw, and no one knows who the SSR will fall on today.

Even the port Mafia was forced to sink into the water and fell into an organized scuffle.

The intelligence department collectively worked overtime, hurried all night for two days, and finally found out the identity of the mysterious person with supernatural powers.

Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, a well-known internationally wanted criminal on the list.

So - here comes the problem.

How did this famous wanted criminal get into Yokohama?

Sen Ou's outer eyelids twitched, and he always felt that a huge scapegoat was quickly snapped at him.

Osamu Dazai was not very happy either. This was the first time he planned such a large-scale chaos, and he was inexplicably upset when someone stepped in.

Osamu Dazai, who was in a bad mood, directly brought Q into GSS, so within two days of GSS being happy, he was wiped out in a wave, and the result of jumping around during this period was handed over to others, which can be said to be unbearably miserable No matter how bad it is.

Osamu Dazai personally sorted out the large and small organizations annexed by the GSS during this period, including the unlucky Takase Society and the KK Trading Company that was captured by the GSS in a second after the Takase Society collapsed. Combined with the messy intelligence lines, he finally came to a conclusion.

People certainly didn't come in from the Yokohama smuggling route.

That leaves two options.

Ability Secret Service Division, or, military police.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, and felt that it was not impossible for this scapegoat to be reversed.

In the GSS headquarters, Osamu Dazai stayed in the intelligence room, looking through the records they had snatched one by one.

In addition to investigating Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, Dazai Osamu has his own selfish motives in taking this job.

The promise given by the boss is like a carrot hanging on the donkey's head, so he won't be like Chuya, foolishly trying to get promoted, and become Mori Ogai's obedient social animal.

From the beginning of this transaction, he did not expect to get an answer from Mori Ogai.

His target has always been these veteran gangsters in Yokohama.

Some things, if outsiders come to check, may not be able to understand at all, but in those seemingly ordinary daily records, there may be traces of the truth hidden.

Soon, a document caught his attention.

It was a geological appraisal report.

This is what happened in the past two years. KK Trading Company wanted to start on Leibo Street and build an amusement park or something, so they asked someone to evaluate the geological information, but they were stopped by the military and police, and nothing happened. .

According to the report, the part of Lei Bo Street connected to the mainland has different soil quality and bearing capacity from the central part, so it should be considered separately in the design.

Osamu Dazai chuckled——

It turned out to be the case.

From the beginning, Leibo Street was a secret research base reclaimed by the government, that is to say, it was not connected to the mainland at all in the beginning.

Before that explosion.

So, Hayakawa August said he was passing by, where did he pass by?How did you pass by?

Did he happen to go out to sea by boat to a secret government agency, or did he get photographed by the waves while swimming and was taken to the edge of the island?

I'm afraid it wasn't - when you came out of someone's secret base, did you drop by?

Like a child who has put together the first piece of a puzzle, he happily folded the report and put it in his pocket, continuing to read other related records of this project.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai felt a sudden gaze.

He lowered his head, and at his side, a child with black hair and red eyes appeared at some point. He looked about seven or eight years old, wearing a thick white felt hat, with three-dimensional and deep features, and did not look Like from Japan.

Especially those dark red eyes.

It seems to have no soul, soaked in deep and sticky darkness.

"Dazai-kun—"

The child had a creepy and weird smile on his face, and while calling his name, he quickly reached out to him.

Osamu Dazai's pupils shrank, and he tried his best to roll to the side.

In the next second, the sound of glass shattering was heard, Osamu Dazai only felt a familiar breath, his body was suddenly hugged by someone, and he rolled to the side several times.

Feeling dizzy before his eyes, Osamu Dazai raised his head suspiciously: "Oda Tsukuru?"

The red-haired man stood in front of him, and a gleaming blade appeared from the other side, touching the child's neck from the side.

Hayakawa still kept the same disguise as when he was in North America in August, except that he wore a casual hoodie that covered head to toe over the dress, and the blade protruded from the sleeves that were too long, making him look quite petite.

The child didn't show any panic, and calmly raised his hand, and the poisonous needle hidden in his palm fell to the ground with a snap.

As if he knew that this scene would happen, he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled with his eyes bent.

"Long time no see, August."

Hayakawa August intensified his strength, the blade scratched the skin, and blood flowed down.

There was no warmth in his smiling eyes.

The two men obviously knew each other.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help being distracted.

Mr. Hayakawa's women's clothes... have a special flavor.

He patted the dust off his body, stood up, and asked.

"Mr. Hayakawa, is he...?"

The child didn't care about the knife wound on his body at all, and the smile on his face widened even more, and he said happily.

"I...I am August's ex-boyfriend..."

The author has something to say: Osamu Dazai: ...

Look at Fei Jia's age, and then look at August's age.

Depend on!Abnormal!

August: I ain't I didn't!

PS I see that everyone looks like this!This thing is not true!It was made up by Tuo Brain!

There is no drop on the Monday of the recent exam. I try to keep the daily 3000, but if I can’t catch up, I can’t help it.