Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

Day 58 of Dragon Head Battle——

The light in the bar is very dim, the disco ball on the top of the dance floor spins and casts mottled spots of light, the sound of intense music erupts from time to time under the hands of the DJ, and the men and women in the center of the dance floor are dancing crazily. It was so ambiguous, and the atmosphere at the scene was even crazier than in a normal bar.

Paknotan walked through the crowd expressionlessly, avoiding the hands that men or women stretched out from time to time.

The more this kind of chaos, the more depressed people are, and the more people come to relax in places like bars. No matter what the means are, simple tobacco and alcohol can no longer satisfy the people of Yokohama under the shadow of death.

Paknotan came to the bar, chose an empty seat from the man next door in a suit and leather shoes, sat down, propped his chin with one hand, and said, "A glass of special cocktail."

The indifferent and arrogant temperament, the foreign girl with blond hair and red eyes, and three-dimensional facial features attracted many people in the bar to look at her frequently.

Paknotan lowered his eyes and glanced lightly at the man next door, is he finally here, a member of the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Paknotan knew that this man was a member of the Supernatural Secret Service. She had read his memory by chance before, and learned that he would come to this bar to relax from time to time, so she tried to check in.

But I don't know if it's the recent leading war that has made the mafia fight more severe. Paknotan has never seen this man when he came to this bar several times.

Seeing him now, does it mean that the Supernatural Secret Service has a solution to the leading war?

It's been almost two months, has the Ability and Secret Service Section finally come up with a solution?Or is it that the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which is subordinate to it, is going to take action?

Paknotan held the cocktail in his slender white hand and swirled the wine glass, looking at the gradient cocktail shimmering under the dim light, from dark blue to light blue, it looked very dreamy.

The gloves had already been taken off when he first came in, and he was waiting for an opportunity to read the information.

Seeing that the man got up to leave, Paknotan stepped forward and patted the other man on the shoulder, took out the car key that had just been slipped from the other party's pocket and asked, "Did you drop it?"

The man nodded immediately when he saw the pendant on the car key, "Thank you, this is mine. The pendant on it was given to me by my girlfriend. It is very important to me."

The man looked at the cocktail in Paknotan's hand, took out a banknote from his wallet and put it on the side of the glass, "Thank you, little girl, take this glass as my treat."

Paknotan nodded with a smile, raised his glass as a toast.

She was sitting on the edge of the bar, leaning back, resting on the bar with one hand, shaking the cocktail in her other hand, crossing her legs, and looking lazy, attracting many men and women to come forward or Pick up a conversation or deliver wine, leave your phone number and room card.

Paknotan just refused one by one calmly, with a relaxed and comfortable posture, as if he was familiar with it, and there was an unknown glimmer in his dark red eyes.

Is it an anti-country level supernatural power assigned by the Ministry of the Interior?

I always feel that the faintly worried look of the upper-level officials of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is very concerning.

This man felt that the Ministry of Internal Affairs had made a move, and the leading war would probably come to an end soon, so he could come out and relax properly, but obviously his immediate superior knew more than he did.

After the man left, Paknotan sat for a while, and then he walked through the crowd and left the bar in a leisurely manner.

Turning to the alley behind the bar, a short figure folded his arms and leaned against the wall behind him. He heard the sound of footsteps, and then slowly raised his head, "It seems that today has been rewarded?"

Paknotan walked over and patted Madge on the head, "Well, go back and talk."

When the two returned to the shed, Paknotan turned her fingers, and the shimmer condensed on her fingertips, forming a bullet. She raised her hand and opened the magazine chamber of the revolver, stuffed the bullet in, and raised the gun. Aim for Madge.

The index finger gently pulled the trigger, and the bullet sank directly into Madge's forehead with a maroon gleam.

Scenes of clear memories flashed before my eyes——

"...The Ministry of Internal Affairs is about to send an anti-country-level superhuman, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, to solve the crisis in Yokohama."

The speaker was a bald man with round glasses and a small folding fan in his hand. Although he was talking about the solution to the problem given by the Ministry of the Interior, there was a hint of worry in his expression, and the folding fan was knocking in his hand. Knocked.

"It's just a supernatural war in the Yokohama Concession. Is it necessary to dispatch the supernatural powers of the opponent's level?" The woman with blue hair covered her mouth and thought about it. .

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability is very troublesome. Once out of control, Yokohama will fall into a worse situation."

This scene seemed to be heard by someone hiding behind the door. The man was holding the documents and wanted to go in to report to his boss, but when he suddenly heard the words of the two immediate bosses, he didn't dare to listen any more and knocked on the door lightly as a signal.

The subsequent scenes of Paknotan were not sorted into the bullets. Presumably, they felt that they were useless, and most of them were reporting where the mafia was fighting and the casualties.

The man, who was not clear about his boss's worries, just thought that the Ministry of Internal Affairs finally made a move, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division could breathe a sigh of relief. It is estimated that the leading war about the 5000 billion will be calmed down soon.

That's why after working overtime for a few days in a row, I thought about coming over to the usual bar for a drink after get off work.

Paknotan looked at the pensive look of little Maqi, and chuckled, "Do you need me to come out and test that superhuman?"

"No! Pike don't go! I have a bad feeling that the chaos in Yokohama won't end here." March immediately raised her head and firmly rejected the proposal. She always felt that the next thing might affect the they.

But Ma Qi also felt that since the Dragon Head War, she and Paknotan basically didn't show much, even if they killed people, they did it in a relatively subtle manner, and no one should see it.

Then how did that foreign-level supernatural power find them?

Ma Qi actually believed in his intuition, but intuition is actually very mysterious, after all, it is not absolute evidence.

The people with supernatural powers sent by the Ministry of the Interior did not deal with the mafia, but instead dealt with them, no matter how you think it is wrong, right?

Ma Qi took out his mobile phone and hesitated for a while, and finally sent a text message.

【I have important news, do you want to buy it? 】

Theoretically speaking, Ma Qi is actually more familiar with Nakahara Chu, but this time, Ma Qi felt that it would be better to find Dazai Osamu.

[Did Madge Sauce get any wind? 】

[Okay, see you later! 】

Ma Qi raised his eyebrows, he was a little surprised that Osamu Dazai agreed so readily.

However, after a month in arrears, the last treatment fee was doubled.

...Although he stole Chuya's card and returned it.

"Pike, I'm going to sell the news to Dazai, and see if he has any ideas by the way." March put away the phone, and straightened the hat that had just been snapped.

After hearing this, Paknotan smiled and waved his hand, "I'll leave the lamp for you."

March turned around and made a gesture to show that he knew.

When Ma Qi went to the appointed place, he found that Osamu Dazai was already sitting on the steps, looking at the book in his hand by the bright moonlight, Ma Qi glanced casually.

Can this kind of book really be published?

"Here we come, Madge-chan." Osamu Dazai closed the book in his hand and put it aside.

"Is the money ready? I don't accept credit." The purple cat eyes stared at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai took out a wallet from his pocket and waved it, "It's all here."

"The Esoteric Secret Service is about to end." Ma Qi paused, "It's a foreign-level superhuman who was directly dispatched by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"Oh, oh, this is really, incredible information!" Osamu Dazai took out the card from his wallet and threw it to Maggie. Maggie tilted his head and avoided the salary card that came straight to the door. Raise your hand to clamp it.

He took out the POS machine from his body and quickly swiped a large amount of money. Just as Ma Qi was about to return the card to Osamu Dazai, he saw a red light rushing towards Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai calmly avoided it.

"Dazai! You bastard, you ran away in the middle of the mission again!" Before seeing anyone, he heard the voice first, and when the splashed dust dispersed, it was Zhongyuan who was holding the hat on his head with one hand In also.

"Wow, Madge-chan, did you see it? A big slug just flew over!" Osamu Dazai jumped to avoid Chuya Nakahara's attack, while talking nonsense and provoking him.

Madge pursed her lips silently, then lowered her eyes to look at the black card in her hand.

Could this be the black card of the Central Plains again?

Nakahara also heard Osamu Dazai's words, turned his head and looked over, and saw Ma Qi holding a POS machine in one hand and a card in the other, "Ma Qi, why are you coming out so late?"

"I just got an important message, I sold it to Dazai." March calmly handed the card back to Dazai.

Osamu Dazai took out Chuya Nakahara's wallet calmly as expected.

"News? This wallet?! Bastard mackerel, you stole my wallet again!" Nakahara Nakaya didn't react at first until he saw the familiar wallet in Osamu Dazai's hand. Then he touched his pocket and found that the wallet was gone. fury.

Ma Qi indifferently watched the two people chasing and fighting back and forth, um, Nakahara Nakaya was chasing and fighting, and Dazai Osamu was in charge of avoiding and provoking, Ma Qi sighed lightly.

"Since the money belongs to Nakahara Chuya, let me tell you the news again." Seeing Nakahara Nakaya frowned, he stopped and looked at himself seriously.

"The Esoteric Secret Service is about to intervene in this war. It is a person assigned by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It is a foreign-level superhuman named Tatsuhiko Shibusawa. His appearance is unknown, his age is unknown, and his ability... is unknown." Speaking of The last one, Ma Qicai slowly raised his eyes to look at Chuya Zhongyuan with a serious face.

"A piece of news that may not be credible is attached to you. My instinct tells me that Yokohama's darker days are coming. What Shibusawa Tatsuhiko will bring will not be peace and stability, but more chaos and darkness day."

"The port mafia is still just playing around, and they haven't put much effort into combat power, right? It's time for you to exert your strength. That Shibusawa Tatsuhiko gives me a bad feeling."

After that, Ma Qi turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait, cough, Maggie, you can call me by my name," Nakahara Zhongya suddenly stopped Maggie, coughing uncomfortably, "After all, you called Dazai Osamu by his name."

The cold expression on the delicate and beautiful face softened slightly, "Zhongye."