When the double black penetrates the if line

"Do you guys know each other?" The person from the winery looked at the three of them carefully, "It seems that the process of getting acquainted with each other can be saved."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai showed a bright smile to Ango Sakaguchi again: "Of course, we have known each other a long time ago, and we still have a lot of experience in cooperation."

Ango Sakaguchi had a dull expression: "Ah... yes."

"That would be even better." When the members of the winery heard what they said, the vague doubts on their faces evaporated immediately, "It seems that you, the social elites who graduated from prestigious schools, have a good relationship with each other Well."

He probably said this intentionally to enliven the atmosphere, but the atmosphere in the room became more solidified.

The specific performance is that Ango Sakaguchi's expression is stiff, Dazai Osamu stares at him with a brighter smile, and Nakahara Nakaya turns his head, not wanting to be recognized by Ango Sakaguchi in this way.

"Then... since we have just established this branch in Yokohama, there are not many important projects, so your main job in a short period of time is to be a clerical staff, helping us analyze several other black hands in Yokohama every day... No, What are the company's trends?" That person also slightly noticed the strange atmosphere in the room, so he no longer tried to activate it pretendingly, but directly cut to the point.

"Can I ask which companies are they? What are the main trends of the companies that we need to analyze?" Dazai took charge of the matter and assumed a serious and reliable attitude.

"It's mainly about the operation of their industries and the movements of the leadership." The organization in black didn't really want to recruit talents, so that person just regarded Osamu Dazai and the three as free labor, and said casually, "As for which There are only two companies...the Yokohama Port Co., Ltd. and Butei Operations."

He paused at this point, and fooled Osamu Dazai and the others very carelessly: "Of course, the waters of these two companies in Yokohama are very deep. You seem to have just come to Yokohama from other places. It's normal if you don't know."

"In Yokohama, these two companies are generally called the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency. Of course, they are not really the Mafia and the Detective Agency." The man let out a short laugh, but no one present People echoed, "It's just a nickname given to them by the locals in Yokohama. They are all legal companies that abide by the law."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Awesome, the port mafia and law-abiding, Zhongyuan Zhong has been a cadre for so long, and I have never heard of anyone who would put these two words together.

He gave the man in black a strange look, but he didn't say anything.

"In short, that's all I'm asking you to do now." The man immediately put on a straight face, his voice was emotionless, "Let me take you to familiarize yourself with your office environment first."

After all, the Black Organization is not a force that was born and developed in Yokohama, and the building and environment of the branch are not a bit worse than those of the Port Mafia.

Most of the corridors and the person who led the way led them hurriedly through, and the doors on both sides of the corridor were tightly closed. It was obvious that neither the place nor the person who led the way had the slightest intention of letting them look around.

"This is it." The man led them to the second floor, and nodded towards a small room. "The three of you have similar things to do, so I put you together."

"I think you should also be aware of the explosions in the past few nights—Yokohama has not been peaceful recently, so please stay in your office obediently during working hours and don't wander around."

"If you accidentally peek at some of our company's confidential documents, then—" The man hung the threatening words in the air, turned his head and walked away mercilessly.

The door of the office slammed, and he closed it behind him.

……

As soon as the people from the winery left, the three people in the office who were driven into the pen like sheep were immediately put away their nervous and cautious appearance.

Ango Sakaguchi sat down on the chair first, straightened his body, looked directly at Osamu Dazai with sharp eyes: "Who are you?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and practiced Tai Chi: "Don't you already know? I am Osamu Nakahara~"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also numb by his tone, and got goosebumps all over his body.

"That's fine, then I'll change the question." Ango Sakaguchi knew that he would not get any results from this aspect, so he said calmly, "You and the lady next to you—"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Nakahara Chuya, and when his eyes swept across his face, he could not believe how well hidden he was, but when he shifted to the long skirt Nakahara Nakaya was wearing, there was a little more Very surprised.

"——and the lady next to you, have you two had plastic surgery?" Ango Sakaguchi turned his eyes back in an instant, and ended the question coldly.

If you have plastic surgery, then you may be wrong in some aspects of his prediction.But if they haven't had plastic surgery, these two faces are their real faces...

Just lingering on this idea for a short time, Ango Sakaguchi felt his scalp go numb, and stopped his further thinking in horror.

As a high-ranking member of the Supernatural Secret Service, Ango Sakaguchi is naturally very clear that Osamu Dazai, the leader of the port mafia, cannot appear here at the moment. At the same time, Chuya Nakahara, whom most people do not know, also once Having seen it in several documents, those who are familiar with this face cannot be more familiar with it.

If these two were really the two he thought of...

Ango Sakaguchi was very vigilant in his heart.

Yokohama, which was already very chaotic, is probably going to be a little more chaotic.

"No~" Osamu Dazai reached out and touched his face, "Although I do like suicide very much, I don't like pain at all, and I don't even like to have a knife in my face."

"Especially my face is so beautiful, there is no need for plastic surgery."

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

On the surface, Ango Sakaguchi remained calm, but his heart was already turned upside down.

Even the hobby of suicide is right, coupled with that face and tone of voice when speaking, it seems that Yokohama really has a second Osamu Dazai.

"...Then what about this... Ms. Dazai?" Sakaguchi Ango stabilized his mind, turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya, "This lady's face——"

Nakahara Chuya listened to Sakaguchi Ango's "Miss", and felt that his current expression might be a bit hideous.

He had a stinky face and didn't speak.

"Ah... so you were talking to her." Osamu Dazai leaned over with a smile, and wrapped Nakahara Nakaya in his arms in a very intimate gesture, just like treating a pillow, slightly lowered his head and put his chin Putting it on Nakahara Chuya's shoulder, "Unfortunately, Ms. Dazai can't speak, so it's useless for you to ask her."

Although Ango Sakaguchi is not very familiar with Chuya Nakahara, before the death of Chuya Nakahara in this world, he once met Chuya Nakahara when he visited Osamu Dazai, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

At that time, the top cadre stood silently beside Osamu Dazai, silent without saying a word, but his eyes were fierce and sharp, as if he could tear and bite off a piece of flesh from everyone.

Is a very dangerous person.

Ango Sakaguchi made such a judgment at the time.

But now he looked at the person who was wearing a light blue fresh dress and meekly surrounded by Osamu Dazai from behind, and before he got the answer to the question, he already began to deny it in his heart.

Probably not—

"But it's a pity that Chuya's face is not the result of plastic surgery at all." Maybe because he didn't think he was pushing his feet enough, Osamu Dazai stretched out another hand, and gently moved along Chuya Nakahara's face like a pervert. Touching her cheeks, she sighed while stroking, "Smooth and beautiful, but it's pure natural~"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He really couldn't hold it back, and uttered a dirty word: "Fuck, Osamu Dazai, can you fucking open your eyes, and shrink your salty pig's hand back for me?!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

It was too late, and Zhong Yuanzhong also found that he was using an authentic male voice, and it was his own voice.

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

He rolled his eyes, looking as if he was about to faint from fright.