After drawing Zhongye SSR

Wars never start quietly.

Fitzgerald, as God's Eye, the current ruler of this surveillance system all over Japan, got wind of it a long time ago.

So when he heard what Maki said, he wasn't too surprised.

Fitzgerald: "But why war? You know, if it's just a small fight, you don't use such an exaggerated word at all, even the thing that happened to Tatsuhiko Shibusawa last time."

Fitzgerald knew that Maki played an important role in the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident.

So her perception is very convincing, that is to say, Maki believes that what will happen next is much more serious than everything before it.

Maki said, "I've read the information about Dragon Head Wars."

She noticed that Osamu Dazai looked at her next to him, probably guessing the authenticity of her words.

Fitzgerald's voice also became a little more serious: "80.00% of the materials on Dragon Head Wars are banned from the outside world. Where did you get them?"

Of course it was done by the system.

Maki doesn't know how it does it, but it turns out that as long as you spend money, the system can do almost anything.

"In short," Zhen Ji said flatly, "If that person is serious about making a move, conservatively estimate that the worst is the level of the leading war."

Fitzgerald was silent for a while.

When he spoke again, his voice changed a bit: "Don't talk nonsense, little girl, do you know that those 88 days—"

"88 deadliest days in Yokohama history, right?"

Maki smiled lightly, and Fitzgerald didn't know whether the laughter was self-deprecating or more bitter: "Of course I know."

Fitzgerald was silent for a while, as if thinking about something.Maki was keenly aware of this, so she waited patiently.

After a long time, Fitzgerald said, "Who is the 'that person' you mentioned just now?"

He's good at picking up on the point of other people's words, Maki thought.

Maki said: "His name is Lifa, and he is the rat of the house of death."

Fitzgerald's voice looked suspicious: "Not Dostoyevsky, or any other Russian?"

"I don't know his nationality," Maki thought briefly, "but he's definitely not Russian."

"Why do you know?" said Fitzgerald. "You sound like you know him well."

This made Fitzgerald wonder.

He is as well-informed as he is, and many of them have heard of this name and know that he is a mystic. As for the others, he doesn't know anything about the nationality or the character of that person.

And no matter how well-informed Maki is, it can't change the fact that she is still a student, and a student shouldn't know more than the former leader of the "combination".

"Because lifa is lifa."

Maki gave an answer that didn't seem like an answer.

Before Fitzgerald could continue to ask, she took the initiative to change the topic: "So, can the cooperation be established, sir?"

Fitzgerald twirled the pen in his hand.

He is a businessman, and the last thing a businessman will do is to let go of the face that has been put in front of him. Although Maki is exactly asking her for this matter, he is also the one who benefits in the end.So the answer is obvious: "When is the contract signed?"

Maki lowered the corner of his mouth: "If you don't mind, I can do it today——I'll come over later."

She hung up the phone.

Next to him, Osamu Dazai looked at his watch and raised half of his eyebrows: "It's 07:30 in the evening, do you still want to sleep?"

After all, Maki's decision was made suddenly, from the drafting of the contract to the inspection, and then to the signing by both parties, it took one night.

Maki shrugged: "Of course I prepared in advance—but it's true that I don't plan to go back."

She raised her eyes and said, "Can you take me in for a few nights?"

Osamu Dazai said, "Are you begging for help?"

Maki said: "Otherwise I would have to sleep on the street, and it's still raining outside, so you wouldn't be so cruel."

Osamu Dazai smiled, and was about to say that he is such a cruel person.

But when he saw the little girl's eyes, he couldn't say those words for some reason.

In the end, he just sighed: "I told Zhong Ye that he must be terribly worried now."

Maki lowered his head, said thank you in a low voice, and then took a sip of the cold black coffee—it was bitter.

She asked Osamu Dazai to take an umbrella and went out.

It was still raining heavily outside.

Yokohama is a coastal city, so there is a faint smell of sea water in the rain.

Maki took a taxi and soon arrived at the place where Fitzgerald was.

A workaholic, Fitzgerald spent most of the day in the office.

Maki greeted his somewhat shy female subordinate, and the flaxen-haired young girl smiled shyly at her, and said, "Is it still black coffee, Ms. Dazai?"

Maki is a little surprised that she still remembers her own taste.

But thinking about it, people who can get along well with Fitzgerald must have their own advantages.

She nodded, thanked her, and sat down in front of Fitzgerald.

"Should I have my lawyer, who is available via video call at any time, start drafting the contract now?" Fitzgerald said.

"no need."

Maki opened her bag, took out two stacks of thick paper, and handed one of them to Fitzgerald.

Fitzgerald took it, scanned it quickly, and then looked up at Maki: "You expected this kind of thing to happen?"

"I just like to plan ahead," Maki smirks, "and it turns out I'm always right."

That document is exactly a contract with complete regulations.

Fitzgerald himself had some legal knowledge, and he had hired a lawyer just in case, so he could naturally see that there were almost no loopholes in the contract.

He put down the contract and tapped the armrest of the seat with his index knuckles.

Fitzgerald: "Before that, I want to ask you something."

"You say."

Fitzgerald stared at her, trying to read something in the little girl's face.

However, even though Maki is only in his teens, the mask on his face is no worse than a thousand-year-old fox like them.

After watching for a long time, Fitzgerald did not see her true emotions.

He sighed and said, "The war you mentioned, where will the battlefield be, the whole of Japan—or the whole world?"

"In the end it will definitely affect the whole world."

"And in the beginning," Fitzgerald asked, "where was the original battle?"

Maki was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Fitzgerald to ask such a question.

To be precise, she didn't think about this issue carefully, although Lifa told her before that she wanted to destroy the world - but destroying the world must have a starting point.

She frowned slightly.

She hadn't met Lifa a few times, so she couldn't infer what he would do from his words and deeds.

Can only rely on intuition.

Normally, Maki's intuition doesn't work.

But when facing Lifa, he always guessed right for some reason.

When Luisa came in with coffee, she saw Maki lowering her head slightly, as if she was in deep thought.

Fitzgerald waved to her, motioning her not to disturb Maki, Louisa pointed to the coffee in her hand in some confusion, and made a mouth shape of "it will be cold".

"It's Yokohama."

Maki suddenly raised her head, and the other two people in the office looked at her instantly.

The girl with twin tails looked a little confused and slightly panicked, but she quickly restrained her emotions.

She took a deep breath and said, "The original battlefield must be Yokohama."

Fitzgerald asked, "Why?"

Maki's eyes just moved away from the clock in the office and looked outside.

It was pitch black outside the window, only their reflections could be seen.

Her voice was very small, almost inaudible.

"Because this is Yokohama... the city where I was born."

*****

Out of Maki's field of vision, on the roof of a certain building on the extension line of her gaze, sat a young man wearing a hoodie.

The rain had just stopped, and the pole was still a little wet, but Lifa didn't seem to care at all, and sat on it casually.

This building is so tall that almost half of Yokohama can be seen from its top.

He just looked at Yokohama quietly, with an unknown light in his eyes.

The roof door was opened.

Tosi walked to Lifa and handed him a bag in his hand: "The coffee you want. Do you want sugar and milk?"

Lifa shook his head, opened the lid of the paper cup, and took a sip slowly.

Tosi asked: "Why did you choose Yokohama?"

There are the port mafia and the armed detective agency here. Lifa is obviously a cautious person and would not be so bold in general, but this time it seems that he is determined to start the war in Yokohama.

Lifa didn't answer, just drank his coffee slowly.

After a long time, when Tosi couldn't help losing his patience, he said, "Because Yokohama is a special city to me."

"Especially annoying?"

"No," Lifa smiled, eyes slightly bent, "I really like it."

Tosi tilted his head, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying: "Then why do you want to destroy this city?"

"I like this city."

Lifa shook his two slender legs: "But I hate human beings, including you, Tosi."

"But you don't hate that little girl," Tosi was not angry, but said calmly, "Maki Dazai."

"why?"

Lifa turned around.

The smile hadn't faded from his face.

"I should hate her," he said.

"The premise is that if she is a human being."

The author has something to say:

I feel like I can deduce the truth so far.

But it’s not a big problem if you can’t push it out, it will be deciphered within ten chapters√