[Bungo Stray Dogs] Snus

Kunikida Doppo arrived at the detective agency as quickly as possible after receiving the call.

On the way, he even took a taxi at his own expense. It was only after he went upstairs that he realized that he didn't get the gun. However, the khaki taxi had already left and sprayed him with exhaust fumes.

Abominable!

He decided to cross such passenger tools off his notebook.

He wasn't the only one who came to the detective agency, it would be better to count the people who didn't come at this time.

Their Mr. Detective and Mrs. Doctor are missing now, and the Oda member who is always entangled by various old people.

As his teacher, President Fukuzawa had already sat down at the desk in front of the window, with his hands in his sleeves and hugging his chest.

The expression, which was so stiff and serious to the point of being scary, became more dignified than before at the moment, as if something terrible had happened in the club.

It was this big event that became the reason for notifying him to come galloping.

Even if he took a taxi, he couldn't come here quickly. Next time, do you want to stay directly in the dormitory in the company? Kunikida calmed down his breath before walking over.

Just the way he took his steps, he could still see that he was a little uneasy.

Standing on the right side of the president's desk is a boy called Akutagawa who joined the company for a while and was picked up by Oda.

And behind him, dodging his eyes is the former port mafia that he had dissuaded but was still accepted into the club, and is still a well-known figure in the Yokohama underground world.

He couldn't understand why the president would accept the other party. In his opinion, such a future would undoubtedly be somewhat chaotic.

Behind the former mafia, the girl in kimono who was looking at her with piercing eyes was also the boy's former colleague and current colleague, a girl named Kyoka.

Although the detective agency's talent has been replenished, he has to wonder whether the port is a black-hearted organization that allows its own 'employees' to change jobs so recklessly.

On the other side of Akutagawa, Junichiro Tanizaki stood with a nervous expression on his face. Even Naomi, who always loved to cling to her brother, was not serious at the moment.

On the other hand, Kenji next to him was eating the rice balls he brought from home like a hamster. Speaking of rice balls, he felt something scratching his stomach.

"President, I'm late."

Most of the clerks in the detective agency had arrived, but the clock hanging on the wall said that there was still a lot of time left before the official working time.

It's just that the atmosphere in this office made Kunikida, who thought he was not very sensitive, feel that something was wrong.

It seems that everyone has a feeling of trepidation.

Fukuzawa nodded slightly at his student. There was a piece of black paper on the table in front of him. He reached out and pushed the paper towards Kunikida.

Kunikida was puzzled, but he could feel that the person standing on Akutagawa's side followed the president's movements, and couldn't help but breathe a little more heavily.

An ominous premonition rose in his mind, and his bad feelings were always very good. Kunikida swallowed his saliva, but still stretched out his hand to take it, it was not a piece of paper.

Instead, it was made of black paper wrapped along the hard cardboard inside. It was said to be an envelope, but it was not. He used his fingers as deftly as if peeling an eggshell, and opened the black outer wrapping paper.

Inside is a post.

The cover of the post is a mixture of two colors, black and red, which depicts the waves surrounding the city, and it is only after unfolding that it is known that it is a greeting post.

But the person who used such a weird cover as a greeting card seemed a bit unserious, Kunikida's eyes fell on the words written in lower case, and his pupils couldn't help constricting.

Why the people on Akutagawa's side were breathing heavily, why the atmosphere in the office was a little tense, why I was called over early, and as the words 'Port Mafia' came into view, all doubts were easily resolved.

Immediately, he was in big trouble, and the thought rang in his head like an air defense siren.

But the eyes moved to the other side, and the handwriting on it was still written in beautiful, but majestic lowercase letters——Chuya Nakahara, the leader of the port mafia, will pay a visit in the near future.

Kunikida couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, his Adam's apple squirmed under the layer of flesh, he put the invitation card back into the black paper, and put it on the president's desk.

If possible, he would rather pretend that he never knew about this greeting card, but it is obviously impossible now.

Fukuzawa never let go of his brows. "The clerk said it was put here before morning."

The meaning behind this sentence is that during the period when they were not in the detective agency, someone sneaked in here for the purpose of leaving this greeting card, and the infiltrated people were from the port.

The other party did not directly send this greeting card face-to-face, but chose when there was no one around. This behavior really made people have to be suspicious.

Kunikida felt that the relationship between them and the port could be regarded as a bad relationship, not counting the ex-Mafia members running here, just referring to Akutagawa running there had already made them intolerable.

Moreover, Akutagawa also revealed the news that the mafia leader may die, and the name of the leader in this invitation post does not match the name of the Osamu Dazai who makes Yokohama fearful.

Could it be that he was really dead?

Then why does Chuya, the current leader, still come to visit?

Kunikida couldn't help looking at the person behind Akutagawa, and then flew back quickly.

"Ranpo has taken over the case from Kyushu, and he and Xie Ye have set off this morning as escorts." Fukuzawa stood up and looked around at the crowd. "Everyone should be cautious in their actions recently, and a team of two is required to take over the case."

The methods of the port have always been cruel, and they are not taboo.

The original intention of the Detective Agency was to protect and utilize the ability of the famous detective Edogawa Ranpo. At this time, Mr. Ranpo was sent to other places and the reason why he left Yokohama was very clear to everyone.

Although sending greeting cards, the means are not necessarily bright.

Kunikida watched the teacher leave, and there was a commotion in the office.

"Nakajima, how is Nakahara Nakaya's strength compared to yours?" Junichiro Tanizaki was the first to speak. He is a little cautious about many things, and sometimes he looks timid.

But for major events, it must be reliable.

Nakajima came from the Mafia not long ago, so he should be picked up by Akutagawa. He is a well-known white god of death in the underground world. His strength is so powerful that even their detective agencies have to avoid him.

As far as the port is concerned, the white god of death is the most well-known, especially in recent years, his activities are the most frequent.

On the contrary, the name Zhongya Zhongya is unfamiliar to many people in the agency, and the most known is that the other party is called "Gravity Envoy".

Kunikida is also somewhat interested in this person. As the current leader of the port mafia, it is inevitable for them to get to know him.

Quan Jinghua cast her eyes on the people around her, her face was calm, she was dressed in a kimono like a delicate doll, but there was an unharmonious flip phone hanging under her neck.

Akutagawa, who was standing in front of Nakajima, turned his head to look at this new friend, his dark eyes flashed with inexplicable enthusiasm, and he felt trembling from this new friend.

It was a shudder from a certain awe.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was once the leader of the army directly under the leadership, naturally knows the fame and strength of Zhongya Chuya, but after he entered the port, the other party has transferred from external activities to internal activities.

Even though he was one of the five cadres, he was selected as Mr. Dazai's bodyguard in various selections.

The opponent, known as the strongest in the port, only needs one person to protect the leader, and Mr. Dazai seldom goes out, and Nakahara Chuya naturally seldom goes out.

The gravitational force who once made waves in the dark night gradually washed away people's powerful memories and fears of him in the quiet time.

Now that the other party has become the leader, Nakajima is not surprised, but has a feeling that it must be so.

The relaxed atmosphere when the other party gets along with Mr. Dazai is something that he cannot feel at any time when Mr. Dazai meets anyone else.

just.

Nakajima pursed her lips.

"Strong." It was Izumi Kyoka who responded to Tanizaki's question.

The eyes of this doll-like girl always followed Atsushi Nakajima, and when the other party hesitated, she would answer on behalf of the other party.

Regarding matters related to the port, they have a rule of confidentiality. If they export without authorization, they will inevitably be chased and killed like a storm.

But after she judged, she didn't feel that Chuya Chuya's information was confidential, and she also felt the embarrassment from the people around her. "Better than anyone in the detective agency."

Quan Jinghua's tone is firm, there is no doubt, no doubt.

"Kyoka." Nakajima smiled weakly at the girl who was always by his side, and then said to others. "He mentored me for a while while in port."

He looked at Akutagawa, whose eyes were full of fighting spirit. "Even if I don't have any restrictions, the opponent can easily knock me to the ground. I have never seen the opponent show his full strength. But Mr. Dazai once said that the strongest in Yokohama is undoubtedly the Chinese Mr. Ye."

When biting the names of the two people on the tip of his tongue, Kunikida could still hear the boy's awe of the two people, it was a mixed feeling of respect and fear.

"He used to work abroad all the time, and then he was active in the country as the leader's guard, so it's only natural that everyone doesn't know about it." Nakajima lowered his head. "In terms of force, there may be no one in the club who can compete with him."

"But." He changed his voice, raised his head again, and looked at Kunikida with burning eyes. "Mr. Chuya is not an unreasonable person."

"But he's a mafia, isn't he?" Naomi frowned.

Nakajima pursed her lips. "It's probably because of me and Kyoka this time. In dealing with Akutagawa-kun, Kyoka and I have a greater responsibility. We won't implicate the detective agency."

The atmosphere stagnated, and Kunikida could feel the boredom and heaviness lingering in the office. He wanted to get rid of this atmosphere, but he really didn't expect that the name Nakahara Chuya would bring such a great pressure.

What should he say at this time to ease the atmosphere? What should he say.

Just when he was so troubled, the door of the detective agency was pushed open with a creak.

A tall man with a backlight came in, holding a half-eaten bun in one hand, and he looked at everyone who was looking this way.

He stretched out his hand and scratched his head involuntarily, asking puzzledly. "Am I late again?"

Not only was he already late, even the president had already left, when Kunikida saw this man, he felt a strange throbbing pain in his stomach.

Ever since he partnered with this person, his mood began to fluctuate violently following the other's contemptuous behavior.

"Oda Sakunosuke!"

This sound was almost like gnashing of teeth.

"Mr. Oda, congratulations. I heard from the boss downstairs that your work won the Newcomer Award."

In fact, this incident has already been reported in a newspaper. The tall man named Oda Sakunosuke just scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Yeah, I always feel like I got lucky."

"Ugh?"

"It's as if someone has cast a spell on it. I still can't believe it now."

"Hey, Oda, where did you go just now?"

"Ah, just now, I went to take an old lady to the hospital, Kunikida-kun, do you want to eat? Baozi, your stomach is rumbling."

"...Well, there is no option for breakfast to be steamed stuffed buns in my notebook!"

"Really? That's a pity, Akutagawa-kun, do you want to eat?"

"I've already eaten breakfast."

"Oda, listen to me!"