When the double black penetrates the if line

"I found you." Osamu Dazai looked at the white-haired boy in front of him, and said blankly, "Bai Lan."

"You know me?" Bai Lan raised her eyebrows in surprise, "I don't think I've ever met you before? The leader of the port mafia, Osamu Dazai."

Osamu Dazai was not surprised that Bai Lan would know his true identity.Judging from the information he found, Bai Lan's intelligence might not be less than that of those large-scale organizations.

"I have something to ask of you." Osamu Dazai smiled softly, and the eye that was not bound by the bandage was full of dark tides, "I think we can talk about it."

"I don't think the two of us have anything to talk about." Bai Lan returned the same hypocritical smile without leaking anything.

"Are you sure?" Osamu Dazai said meaningfully, "So, it seems that you have found a way to get rid of yourself in the parallel world?"

As soon as Dazai Osamu said this, Bai Lan's expression changed.For the first time, he looked seriously at the young man who had become the leader at a young age, and the coldness that had been hidden in his eyes emerged for the first time: "What do you want to say?"

"Let's talk." Osamu Dazai smiled when he saw his behavior, and said meaningfully, "If the talks go well, then we should be able to form an alliance. After all, my purpose and your purpose are basically the same. Say, it should be similar."

Bai Lan looked at Osamu Dazai quietly, and thought for a moment: "...OK."

……

Next, Osamu Dazai approached the Black Organization.

"I want explosives." Osamu Dazai expressed his purpose almost straightforwardly, "A lot of explosives, explosives that can destroy an entire city."

"...What do you want to use them for?" Gin's pure white long hair hung loose behind him, and he lit a cigarette, letting wisps of white smoke float between the two of them, blocking each other's sight, " Knowing that so many explosives, it is difficult even for us to get them."

"But you will not refuse this business, will you?" Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "Although the port mafia is already very powerful now, it has always been attacked by supernatural powers all year round. The Secret Service and the government are watching, and there are some things that are really inconvenient for us to plan by ourselves."

"However, a transnational and mysterious black organization like yours can easily handle such arms smuggling business? Although you are also being watched by some government departments, compared to our port mafia, it is completely in the open Speaking of it, you still have a lot of secrecy, that's why I asked you to cooperate."

"And the price I gave is very satisfactory, isn't it?"

Gin's expression didn't change, he was still cold, he admitted: "Indeed, although it's troublesome, it's not something beyond our ability."

"But what on earth are you going to do with them?"

"Large quantities of explosives..." The smile in Dazai Osamu's eyes deepened, "I have my own use, as for you... I don't think you have to dig out the employer's intentions when doing business now, right? Isn’t your behavior a bit out of bounds?”

"...Okay." Gin didn't say anything more, he was silent for a moment, stubbed out his cigarette, stood up straight and said, "We can prepare everything you want, but it will take a certain amount of time."

"No problem." Osamu Dazai smiled again, "The deposit has been handed over to you, I hope you will not disappoint me."

"After all, this batch of goods is a key part for me."

……

"Are you really going to do this?" Koyo Ozaki looked at Osamu Dazai in front of him and asked coldly.

It was a dark night, and two people stood on the side of the road, in a state of confrontation.

The sharp weapon of the golden Yasha was touching Dazai Osamu's neck, leaving a bloodstain faintly, and just one step further would cause Dazai Osamu to be decapitated on the spot.

Behind the two of them, each member of Port Mafia in black carefully carried the gun, and quickly and secretly buried the gun at the bottom of the building.

"You have to know what you are doing." Ozaki Koye's voice was cold, and his gaze was even colder, "Osamu Dazai, it's not that you can do whatever you want just because you become the leader."

"I'm not doing whatever I want." Dazai Osamu looked very calm, as if he wasn't the one with the knife on his neck, "I know what I'm doing, all of this is part of my plan, And my plan will succeed."

"What about those who died?" The sharpness in Koye Ozaki's eyes almost froze into ice, "If he knows what you did, do you really think he will forgive you?"

"Forgive?" Osamu Dazai sneered slightly as if he heard something funny, "Why do I need his forgiveness?"

"All I have to do is to bring him back to me from that distant world." Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes almost completely turned into pure black under the darkness of night, and there was a heavy suppressed, crazy and oppressive person inside. Feeling breathless, "This is my first goal. I don't care if he will forgive me when he comes back, and I don't care if he will be angry. I just want him to come back to me."

Koye Ozaki was not angry because of these words, she just stared straight at Osamu Dazai, and then said softly: "Osamu Dazai, is acting fun?"

"Sister Hongye, what are you talking about? What is acting?" Osamu Dazai smiled presumptuously, and he didn't take back the madness in his eyes. "This is what I think in my heart. And bring it back to me."

"You are really different." Koye Ozaki sighed softly, "Ever since I talked about Nakahara Chuya with me last time, I feel that you seem to be not like yourself... that time many years ago , that is, the day that Zhongye disappeared in the Central Plains, what happened?"

"I used to think that you killed Chuya, but now, I don't think Chuya's disappearance has anything to do with you."

"Miss Momiji." Dazai Osamu did not answer the question Ozaki Momiji raised before, but just called softly, with complex and indistinguishable emotions mixed together in his tone, "I will bring him back."

"Since he disappeared because of me, I also want him to come back to this world because of me."

"I promise, I will do it."

Koye Ozaki looked at the young man in front of her, at her own leader, and finally sighed softly, letting the golden Yaksha put down her weapon: "Are you sure? You know what will happen if your plan fails ?"

"My plan will not fail." Dazai Osamu smiled lightly, and now compared to the confrontation between the two before, they are more like a pair of friends talking face to face, "I have calculated every factor. "

"...Moreover, he once died for me, and I won't make him feel sad."

"I can't manage your affairs anymore." Koye Ozaki said calmly, this dignified woman never seemed to show a real gaffe expression, "Then just let it go, boss, all the ports including me The members of Mafia will support you."

"Let's do it, bring Chuya back, and carry out your plan."

"I will." Dazai Osamu's eyes finally returned to calmness, as if the madness had never appeared before, "I will do it."

Koyo Ozaki did not look at Osamu Dazai, but turned around, and the golden Yasha disappeared into the night sky following her movements.

The night is thick, and all the dark tides and turbulence that happened will be hidden under the night.

……

"Have you already bombed two places?" Bai Lan's voice came from the phone, with a full smile, "How is it going? Is it going well now?"

"It's almost the same as I imagined." Dazai Osamu smiled lightly, "I and Zhongyuanzhong in the main world should also come soon, and then my plan will really start."

"I'm not as good as you." I didn't see anyone, and just listening to the voice on the phone, Osamu Dazai could imagine Bailan talking while eating marshmallows, "In order to achieve the final goal, I can make five rounds in one step. Ten steps away, even my collaborator doesn't know the real plan."

"Because I can't trust anyone." Osamu Dazai confessed very frankly, "Whether it's you, people in our organization, or any creature that exists in this world other than me, I can't trust them. Really Your plan can only be effective at the last moment."

Bai Lan listened in amazement on the other side: "Then how did you know that you are coming soon in the main world? I don't think you have the ability to know what happened in the parallel world like I do?"

"Your ability is useless." Osamu Dazai sneered, "There is no Bailan in the main world, and you can't spy on what happened in the main world."

"Hey, what's the matter with the personal attack?" Bai Lan yelled a little dissatisfied, "Hurry up, tell me, how do you know? Even I don't know when they will come over."

"By telepathy." Osamu Dazai said calmly, before waiting for the voice of Bailan's protest to come from the phone, he hung up the phone directly.

Since writing in the book, Osamu Dazai has never been able to learn about his own memory in the parallel world through the book.

Perhaps it is because after using the book, the book sensed the existence of Osamu Dazai to some extent, and successfully blocked the connection between Osamu Dazai and it in a certain way.

it's fine.

Osamu Dazai knew exactly what would happen next, and he also knew what his next move should be.

He is very sure that he will be able to achieve his goal and bring Zhongyuan Zhongya back to life.

And he did.

……

……

Osamu Dazai looked at the orange-haired figure in front of him with his back turned to him, opened his arms, and showed a nostalgic smile.

"Chuya..." He sighed softly, surrounded by ruins, the city of Yokohama has been moved to the ground, but Dazai Osamu's eyes were full of only the boy in front of him.

"I finally...see you again."

"Welcome back, Central Plains Chuya."

Perhaps because of hearing his words, the orange-haired boy in front of him, who had not moved at all, moved and turned around.

Facing him directly was a pair of dark red eyes with no emotion.

Huang Batu faced Dazai Osamu, with a bloodthirsty smile slightly parted from the corner of his mouth.