After drawing Zhongye SSR

Tosi was stunned.

For a moment, he froze in place as if he didn't understand Lifa's meaning.It wasn't until a few minutes later that Lifa finished drinking the cup of coffee and put the lid back on, that he suddenly came back to his senses.

"I don't understand," he said, "if she's not a human being, what else is she?"

Lifa didn't answer.

He adjusted his mask to make it fit his face better, then stood up from the handrail on the edge of the roof and landed firmly on the ground.

Tosi found that he couldn't understand Lifa again. To be precise, he might never have understood this person.Tosi himself just wants to eliminate all the capable people in this world. He thinks these people are heretics in this world, just like a stain appeared on the glass, which should be cleaned off with a rag.

But Lifa is different.

Tosi knew he was a book—of course he knew.

But he doesn't understand why books hate the world.

He once thought that maybe Lifa himself didn't understand that well.

He sighed, no one could ask anything out of Lifa's mouth when he showed resistance.

Tosi: "So you really don't care about her?"

Lifa was silent for a long time, and finally said: "She will come to the door by herself, but not now."

*****

Fitzgerald's office.

Although Maki had prepared the contract a long time ago, it was already midnight when the contract was actually signed.

Maki yawned, because she drank several cups of coffee during the process of signing the contract, so she was barely spirited, but it was almost at the limit.

Fitzgerald handed Maki the contract and asked, "Send you back?"

"If it's possible," Maki said, "thank you."

She asked Fitzgerald to stop near Osamu Dazai's apartment, and the blond man raised half of his eyebrows and said, "It says you don't live in such a poor place—"

He paused slightly: "Boyfriend?"

The word reminds Maki of something not so good.

She shook her head and said, "It's just a change of environment, this place is also convenient for doing business."

The headquarters of Port Mafia is almost in the center of Yokohama, and the home of Osamu Dazai, who is close to Port Mafia, is also in the bustling area of ​​Yokohama.

Fitzgerald said: "I can handle the follow-up handover by myself. Are you really planning to collect the profits at home?"

From what Maki said before, she didn't seem to want to take care of the company's affairs for a while.

This made Fitzgerald feel a little strange. He thought that a person like Maki would never let go of something that could make her money.

Shinji shrugged and said, "If you can really collect the dividends in a safe and sound manner, I will be thankful."

*****

She was a prophecy.

Everything that followed seemed to be fast-forwarded.

First of all, there are large-scale sudden deaths of unknown reasons—occurring in all kinds of people. At first, the government believed that this was due to the increase in sudden cardiac deaths caused by the pressure in people's lives recently. The victim presumably did not die of natural causes.

On the third day when Maki stayed at Osamu Dazai's house, the small office that was usually used for ashes was opened.

At that time, Maki had just woken up, and was confirming the next handover with Fitzgerald——when he saw Osamu Dazai walking in from the door, his face seemed to be covered with frost, and he was terribly cold.

Maki quickly ended the topic and hung up the phone: "What's wrong?"

"Did you read the news recently?"

Osamu Dazai took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and quickly downed it: "The news of the mass unnatural death."

Maki: "I thought there were more young people staying up late in recent years—"

She paused, and noticed the disapproval in Dazai Osamu's expression: "Actually?"

Osamu Dazai said: "It's a person with special abilities. The specific type of ability is still unknown, but its strength is definitely no less than that of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko—do you know Sakaguchi Ango? He has been working on this matter for three days and three nights." No sleep, but still no clue, had to turn to our Armed Detective Agency—"

He stopped suddenly, and a subtle expression suddenly appeared on the face of Maki who was still thinking just now.

Osamu Dazai: "What do you know?"

Maki: "I think I know who that so-called supernatural being is."

This method can be said to be terribly familiar to her, and there is only one person in her cognition who can do this.

"The long-range attack ability," Maki said, "can make people die without anyone knowing it. Don't you think this ability sounds familiar?"

She was referring to Rifa's abilities.

However, after thinking for a few seconds, Osamu Dazai frowned deeply: "It sounds familiar—"

"Isn't this your ability?"

Maki raised her head abruptly.

She saw Osamu Dazai staring at her, as if trying to see what she was thinking from her eyes.

Zhen Ji felt goosebumps all over his body: "Are you doubting me?"

Dazai stared at her for a while.

Then he relaxed: "So who is that person?"

Maki was almost scared to death by this guy.

She took a breath, and was about to complain, but suddenly thought of something - since Osamu Dazai will have this influence, who can guarantee that others will not?

She instantly felt like falling into an ice cellar.

Osamu Dazai seemed to have thought of what she was thinking, and said, "You can check what is said on the Internet now, it is definitely a surprise."

Maki pursed her lips.

Even if she doesn't watch it, she can still imagine the so-called skepticism among netizens.

She opened her mouth, just about to say something——

The whole building suddenly shook violently.

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