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"you you you--"

Mr. Ayanokouji saw the expressionless Ayanokouji Kiyotaka behind him, as if he saw someone unbelievable, he stared at him dumbfounded, couldn't help taking half a step back, speechless in shock.

This intriguing reaction made Osamu Dazai squint his eyes and stare at him, rubbing his chin thinking about something.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's golden pupils were filled with unchanged indifference, the shock from his own father did not affect him at all, his eyes were chaotic and strangely penetrating, and he nodded indifferently.

These two people seem to have reversed identities. Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is the owner of this white house, while the high-ranking Mr. Ayanokouji is the person who entered here by mistake.

Relationships are weird and stark.

After the initial shock, Mr. Ayanokōji immediately thought of a question: "How did you get in—"

According to common sense, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka would not enter this room, let alone stand in front of him, just like Komaeda Nagito and the others felt that he originally wanted to kill the two of them directly, but they found Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, but indirectly exposed him, which is absolutely not allowed, so his first reaction was to kill people, but after seeing the information about Komaeda Nagito and Dazai Osamu, he changed his mind, so he raised The idea of ​​wanting to pull them into his command.

This decision was too sudden, and he couldn't find a place where he could meet secretly for a while, so he could only choose this place in the end - the WhiteRoom, which is absolutely safe and invisible to the public.

Because of the particularity of the WhiteRoom, it has always been equipped with absolute security forces to ensure that it cannot be broken through, and to ensure its absolute safety.

But now, the appearance of Qingtaka Lingxiaoji in front of him made him realize that the safety he thought was not so safe.

But here lies the problem. Even if someone breaks through, it doesn't matter if WhiteRoom or those from the army should give him an early warning.

Instead, let the intruder stand quietly behind him.

Now thinking about the scene just now, Mr. Ayanokōji shuddered.

But no one cared about his confusion and panic.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka didn't have any strong emotions about the culprit that caused his current personality, as if he didn't understand why other people pitied him so much and feared his father so much.

"Long time no see, to be precise, 23 days, I'm back again." Ayanokouji's expression was flat and calm, it was a kind of indifference, he stared at Mr. Ayanokōji.

This made the latter feel annoyed after being shocked. He hooked the corners of his lips, and the pure malice in his eyes was boiling, and finally he said: "Since you are back, don't leave."

"No, I'm just cooperating with these two people to prevent future troubles forever." With a calm tone, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji was right, saying so, he raised his hand and pointed at Dazai and Osamu meaningfully.

Mr. Ayanokōji looked at his son who suddenly appeared, and then at the two captives that his subordinates managed to capture, as if realizing something, his expression changed suddenly.

He backed away abruptly, pressing the internal line on the inside of his arm in a panic to call, but on the other side, there was a blank busy tone.

"Call for help! Call for help!"

After his quick panting, the troops who were usually inseparable from him were silent this time. At this time, Mr. Ayanokōji realized that after the head of the army brought the two prisoners to the White Room, they disappeared completely.

Facing Dazai Osamu's smiling gaze, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and he realized belatedly: His subordinates, probably before he knew it, had been murdered. It was overwhelmed, and it was too late to send an early warning message to his master.

This also means that the three people in front of them have powerful foreign aid that can destroy the army, and they are lurking in places he can't see.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, his most satisfying work, the phrase "never future trouble" is not just talking.

He was trembling for the fantasy in his mind, cold sweat dripped down his temples, Mr. Ayanokōji was no longer as calm as before, and everything was under his control. After hitting the only chair leg in the room with his back foot, one leg was weak, he fell down, and sat on the chair in embarrassment.

Osamu Dazai stepped forward.

Mr. Ayanokōji retreated subconsciously, but the usual wide chair blocked him. He could only watch helplessly as the man who had a harmless face and no sense of presence just now was slowly approaching with a dangerous aura all over his body. He bent down and looked at him who was sitting on the chair and dared not move.

Then he said softly, "Mr. Ayanokōji is in such a mess, it's somewhat beyond my expectation."

Mr. Ayanokōji's face froze, his forehead twitched, bringing pain from extreme fear, and his muscles twitched slightly, making his originally handsome face look hideous, distorted and distorted. ugly.

Osamu Dazai straightened his waist, as if he lost interest in this man who was strong in the outside world and soon showed his ugly face, he looked away, and pouted, questioning Ayanokōji: "This is your father?" His tone was full of condescension Contempt and arrogance, as if unbelievable, this is the man behind the scenes who can build the entire WhiteRoom.

Indeed, Mr. Ayanokōji's performance was a little too incompetent.

It was Ayanokouji Kiyotaka who knew him well, so he glanced at Mr. Ayanokouji who was showing his ugly face, and said lightly: "I'm afraid of what may happen next."

"After all, he is just a politician with no supernatural powers, no super powers, only ambition."

Indeed, as Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said, his father was just an ordinary person after all. The only thing that was different was the power in his hands and his status as a politician, which allowed him to control the lives of some people unscrupulously.

Such as myself.

But other than that, he couldn't do anything.

In the face of powerful force, he is like an immature child, who can only wait for the choice of life and death, just like what he did to Komaeda Nagito and Dazai Osamu before, if all his power is sealed up, then the power will fall to the public Mr. Ayanokouji is just an ordinary middle-aged man.

It's no different.

In simple comparison, Osamu Dazai, who was not injured, could beat Mr. Ayanokōji to death. From this point of view, it is nothing.

Why is Mr. Ayanokōji so scared?Because he knew that White Room was exposed and out of the protection of the army subordinates, he could do nothing, and he had to bear a series of consequences afterwards.

This is the source of his terror.

Sure enough, it was not what Ayanokōji Kiyotaka expected.

After seeing that they didn't want his life, Mr. Ayanokoji knelt down on the ground with no image, begged them for mercy, cried, and tried to escape - the latter was easily arrested by Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, in order to prevent He continued to escape, and the white room that had once held him became the prison of the perpetrators.

The location of WhiteRoom is not remote. It is different from what Osamu Dazai and Nagito Komaeda imagined, which is located on the edge of a remote city. On the contrary, it is in the center of the city, but the rooms on the nearby floors have been bought by Mr. Ayanokōji and him. Investors bought it, and in this environment of hiding in the city, they secretly created one after another "white room" to train and train children.

There is a small window in this room, the afternoon sun outside the window is swaying unscrupulously, a small square of light shines out from that small window, even though the surrounding walls are all white, but the circle of pure natural light, But extremely eye-catching.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka moved his gaze to the window, and then stared steadily.

In his childhood, he could not see the so-called sunshine at all. It was not until he escaped from the White Room that he knew what it was like when the sun shines on his skin.

Standing here, I could faintly hear Mr. Ayanokouji's sobs, and Ayanokouji Kiyotaka suddenly realized: Is this the feeling of liberation?A little empty, but a little relaxed.

Just when he was in a daze, Osamu Dazai came over and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"Let him stop hindering me."

The tone is flat, but the hidden meaning in the words makes people feel chills.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka wanted to say more, but his eyes were fixed, and his eyes fell on the back of Dazai Osamu. The blood spots on the way Dazai Osamu came could not be covered up at all. He couldn't help frowning: "You are bleeding."

Osamu Dazai turned his palms around and touched his back. His hands were wet and sticky. The gunshot wound on his back had already burst, but because he had been in so much pain, he didn't pay attention. The blood had already soaked the windbreaker, dripping out out to the point.

Osamu Dazai's lips turned pale, but he still smiled and said, "It's okay, our president should be here soon."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said thoughtfully: "Armed detective agency?"

He thought for a while and said, "I remember looking for me. It was the commission received by the Armed Detective Agency. Can I make another commission?"

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes curiously, as if he had thought of something, his face kept silent: "Although there is no example of entrusting the target to entrust, I can definitely hear what your entrustment is."

"My entrustment is to bring down all the top management of WhiteRoom. Are you interested in this entrustment?"

Ayanokōji's voice was low, like the whisper of a devil, but he did grasp Dazai Osamu's fear of chaos in the world, and said softly, "Would you be interested in what Komaeda-kun said?" Osamu Dazai landed on Nagito Komaeda who was standing at the door without knowing when.

Osamu Dazai and Nagito Komaeda looked at each other, seeing the eagerness in each other's eyes.

"received."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka stretched out his hand to Osamu Dazai, his voice did not fluctuate, it was as flat as a pool of stagnant water: "We are happy to cooperate."