Are you Yokohama people like this?

After picking coffee beans for a while, I suddenly found that the surrounding area was much quieter.Tong Ye glanced back, and at some point, the black-haired young man had left without a sound. At this moment, only he and the store manager who was sorting things in front of the bar were in the store.

Tong also shrugged, looked away and continued picking beans.

Suddenly, the store manager called him.

"Tong Yejun, can you come here?"

Tong also responded, wiped his hands and walked over: "What's the matter, manager?"

The store manager was holding something like a document in his hand, and a few traces of distress appeared on his usually peaceful and calm face. He said, "It's really troublesome. It seems that Mr. Nakajima left here this morning. I heard that he left here today. It seems that I am in a hurry to send some documents, and I may accidentally leave a copy here."

Tong also usually works in the afternoon and goes to school during the day, so he didn't meet Atsushi Nakajima.

He took the document without opening it, but glanced at the cover with the word 'X game' written on it.

X?unknown?

Thoughts flashed by, and Tong didn't think about it any more. He raised his head and asked the shopkeeper, "Do you need me to send it to the Armed Detective Agency?"

The shopkeeper looked sad: "In fact, they all went out this morning to solve a certain incident, and they haven't come back yet."

Tong also frowned, took out his mobile phone and tried to call Atsushi Nakajima.After a while, he put it down again. He shook his head and said, "No, there is no answer."

The owner of the store is an old gentleman, and he has a long-term friendship with the members of the Armed Detective Agency, so he can't help but worry about whether this forgotten document will affect Atsushi Nakajima's work.

Tong also looked out the window silently, just now a certain male member of the armed detective agency was squirming irritatingly beside him. At that time, he didn't cherish the opportunity. If God gave him another chance, he would definitely He held his hand firmly, not letting him go.

"I'll take it to them. Manager, do you know the address?" Tong Ye sighed and said helplessly.

"I know, I heard Mr. Nakajima say something this morning, wait a minute, I'll draw a sketch."

Tong also paused, and silently put away the mobile phone that was about to start automatic navigation.

"It's right here, thanks for your hard work Tong Yejun, this month's perfect attendance award has been prepared for you." The shopkeeper handed over the note with a smile, and watched Naidou Asahina leave with a kind and gratified expression.

Facts have proved that contemporary teenagers cannot survive without electronic products.

Asahi Naito also silently looked at the sketch in his hand, and then looked at the street extending in all directions in front of him. After half an hour's long journey, he finally realized a serious problem—he seemed to have passed this street five times.

Tong is also very sure that he is not a road idiot. Similarly, he does not want to question the map drawn by the old gentleman store manager himself, but there always seems to be something wrong right now.

He held up the sketch and took a step forward. It stands to reason that what is ten meters away in front of him at the moment should be a small flower bed - at least it is marked so on the sketch of the store manager, but Tong is also within sight But there is only one railing, and beyond the railing is the endless blue sea.

This is also very unscientific from the perspective of geography. The railing looks very abrupt to Tong Ye, and the seemingly calm sea is also mixed with a trace of unspeakable fakeness.

However, as far as Tong Ye observed, none of the pedestrians coming and going felt weird about it, as if this scene was extremely ordinary and not interested in it at all.

Tong was also a little puzzled, looked down at the sketch in his hand, tried not to look at the scene in front of him, and only followed the direction marked on the sketch.

After walking for a while, suddenly there was an unusually strong fragrance of flowers around him, which actually directly penetrated the mask on Tong Ye's face and lingered under the tip of his nose.

Tong Ye was caught off guard by the beating, and he couldn't help but sneezed before he could bear it.

Two or three cherry blossoms fell on his head, and the scene in his field of vision suddenly changed. Asahina also saw a group of men in black suddenly appearing in front of him, and suddenly fell into a daze.

"The illusion has been broken?! Where is Sasaki?"

"Who broke the illusion!"

"It's the one wearing the mask, grab him!"

"Catch him! He's a supernatural being!"

In an instant, a group of men in black surrounded Tong Ye with a whoosh, and they all took out non-daily necessities from the hand wooden warehouse, and aimed at him.

The feeling of being targeted by mysterious black holes is really a different kind of sourness. Tong also tried his best to sort out his thoughts in the chaos, pretending to face these underworld/society calmly, and said:

"I said it was the supernatural power that moved first, do you believe it?"

Of course the gangsters didn't believe it, not only didn't they believe it, they even wanted to kill this person just like that.A middle-aged man with hair like kelp squeezed out from the group of black-clothed brothers, tore off Tong Ye's mask, and looked him back and forth nervously.

Seeing that he looked like an ordinary boy with a fair and pleasant face, Sasaki couldn't help but relax a little, but he still looked timid, "You, how did you break the illusion I set up! Ordinary people with supernatural powers should not be able to see it at all. There is no difference between fantasy and reality!"

"..." He just sneezed because of hay fever, who knew you had set up an illusion here, and it was broken by a passive skill so easily...

But it is obviously not suitable to say such words at the moment, Tong also raised his head, his small face was pale, as if he had been frightened by the situation.

"I don't know either... Where did you come from? I saw that there was no one here just now." The young man's expression was tense, and he didn't seem to be fake.

Sasaki thought to himself, it really happened by chance, the illusion he set up was rarely seen through by supernatural beings, let alone being broken without warning like now, presumably it was because he hadn't had a good rest these days and was in a trance For a moment, the illusion is self-defeating.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little less flustered, and raised his voice to order the men in black: "He's just an ordinary person, it's just that I was a little sleepy and the illusion became weak just now, you deal with him immediately—ah!! "

Before he could finish speaking, Sasaki was kicked away heavily, and rolled on the ground for several weeks before barely stopping.

Tong Ye's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the red-haired blue-eyed young man with a black coat on his shoulders and a hat who was slowly approaching.When the latter walked towards the middle-aged man who was kicked away, he passed Tong Ye. Tong Ye paused, and took a small step back calmly. Noticed it.

Nakahara also glanced at him, clicked his tongue softly, walked in front of Sasaki with a worried face, and stomped his foot slightly on the ground, the ground on the right side of Sasaki's head shattered like a spider web.

Sasaki screamed in a hoarse voice, his face was covered with blood from the bump just now, and he looked very embarrassed: "Mr. Nakaya, you can't...you can't do this to me!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's tone was very impatient, and his expression was irritated: "Why do I still need you to care about you?"

"But I am... I was sent by the leader to assist you! My illusion ability is——"

"That broken ability of yours can't even prevent a person with a supernatural ability from sneezing. How dare you point fingers at my subordinates in front of me?"

Sasaki's eyes widened immediately, and he shot fiercely at the black-haired boy not far away, as if he couldn't accept the reality that a seemingly ordinary person with supernatural powers could easily shatter his illusion.

"No...it's impossible, impossible."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced irritably at the man who was obviously in a daze, "Nothing is impossible, that is to say, your trash ability is not as good as this man's sneeze."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Sasaki's reaction, turned his head and shouted at the men in black, and ordered: "You guys come here and knock him out and throw him into Leibo Street. to explain."

Several black-clothed subordinates immediately responded, and then ran out of the crowd, swiftly and swiftly knocking Sasaki unconscious, leaving no room for him.

Watching these people throw people into the car in front of him, pat their buttocks and drive away, Tong also stared at the sky for a while, and suddenly felt quite emotional:

Yokohama is really a nuclear flat city.

If there is another chance to go back to two hours ago, he will definitely not let Mr. Dazai leave his side.

"What did you say?"

"Ah?" Tong also came back to his senses, looked at the young man in the hat who walked in front of him at some point, and looked at him in confusion.

Nakahara Chuya narrowed his eyes dangerously. Looking at the black-haired boy in front of him, he asked in a deep voice, "You just said 'Mr. Dazai'? Do you know Dazai?"

Could it be that he spoke his mind?

Tong also found that this person's expression was not quite right, and immediately said ambiguously: "Did I... say it?"

The expression of the young man in the hat was obviously darker than before, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with his deliberately vague attitude. Tong also thought about the merciless way this man had treated his subordinates just now, and felt a sense of crisis inexplicably.

... How can it be repaired!It's just a mafia shorter than himself, how could he be so weak!

A certain Mr. Lu said: If you don’t accept it, fuck it, if you can’t do it... let’s talk about it.

Naidou Asahi also suddenly felt that he could do it, and immediately straightened up his waist and tried to look contemptuously at the hat brother.

"That's right, I know Mr. Dazai, and I have an unusual relationship with him!"

Mr. Dazai's position in the Armed Detective Agency seems to be very important, and as far as he knows, the Armed Detective Agency is an organization that specializes in dealing with various difficult and strange cases in the city. He must have had frequent contact with these mafias on a daily basis. Maybe it is what he thought. , Mr. Dazai is famous!

Sure enough, after he finished saying this, the young man on the opposite side looked stunned for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows a little bit, which had a different meaning.

"Oh? Are you telling me who you belong to that guy?"

Sure enough, he guessed it!

Inexplicably, Tong Ye felt a little more confident in his heart, and for the first time, respect for Mr. Dazai 1g sprouted.

But then again... what does he have to do with Dazai-san?

brother?No, it's too humble and easy to be bullied.

colleague?No, the relationship is too shallow and easy to be looked down upon.

……

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at this man, and seeing that he suddenly fell silent, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and was about to say something, but saw that he seemed to have made up his mind, suddenly put his left hand on his waist, and his right hand went into the other end. In black and soft short hair.

The black-haired boy flicked his fingers lightly, the tail of his hair slightly raised, and several pink petals silently appeared from the fingertips, and fell leisurely from the air.

The young man with a fair and pleasant face has a special effect of pink petals behind him, like an elf among the petals, proudly raised his chin slightly:

"I am Dazai-san's concubine!"

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