How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

In front of the office door on the top floor of the port mafia building, the gravitational force stopped after returning from going out, and stared at the closed door for two seconds with irritated eyes that were almost bitter and bitter.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and after confirming that he was calm, he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

The man buried in the pile of documents didn't lift his head, his lazy voice was hoarse, drifting through the gaps in the paper.

"You didn't knock on the door, Chuya."

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave a perfunctory ah, without the slightest intention to feel sorry for this.

Glancing at the documents that were almost overflowing from the desktop, I could only feel the blood vessels in the temple throbbing, making my head grow bigger.

The orange-haired cadre, who hated chattering with others on paper, clicked his tongue. Although he was in a complicated mood, he still went around behind the leader who was almost covered in white paper, and warned him viciously.

"It's been several days—no, you haven't had a good rest in the past few weeks, have you? Be careful of sudden death if you continue like this!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that this was not an element that could pose a threat to the person in front of him.

Sure enough, Osamu Dazai shook the back of his head thoughtfully, as if full of longing for what the cadre said.

"Sudden death...it's a new way of dying, I haven't tried it yet."

Not waiting for Zhong Yuanzhong to let out a disgusted moan, he threw away the pen in his hand, stretched vigorously, and lay back on the office chair.

With his hands folded in front of him, his iris eyes, not covered by bandages, were quietly closed, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly with the rhythm of his breathing.

Just when the cadre thought he had fallen asleep and was hesitating whether to leave, the young man made a sudden sound.

"Still no news?"

Although it seemed a bit out of order, the listener understood the meaning in an instant, and then fell into silence.

Three months ago, on the night when the tortured person disappeared from the confinement room, the internal monitoring facilities were destroyed premeditatedly.The guards on duty didn't notice any signs of anyone coming in or out. Apart from the fact that someone with supernatural powers participated in this operation, the only thing that is certain is that that person... Yu Gongcui did have a companion outside to support him.

Even if the person involved has always refused to admit it, the identity of the spy has been fully implemented.

After reporting the news to the leader that day, Osamu Dazai just said "Understood" lightly, and then launched a large-scale cleansing of the insiders of the port mafia.

The development strategies of the subordinate companies and the gray transactions with partners have been adjusted as much as possible, and contingency plans for leaked news have been formulated for those that cannot be changed.

Yu Gongcui's position is too high, and for a period of time, he even replaces the leader to directly make decisions. There are few people who don't know about the internal affairs of the port mafia. hit.

In the first month after Yu Gongcui disappeared, the Hong Kong/Black situation was turbulent, and the nerves were tense all the time, ready to receive a severe blow from the enemy who knew the details of his side.

In the second month after Yu Gongcui disappeared, all the important materials had been transferred, and the emergency treatment was completed, and everyone's mentality was slightly relaxed, but they still kept their vigilance that the enemy was brewing a bigger conspiracy.

In the third month since Amamiya Tsui disappeared, Yokohama was still calm.

It's too peaceful.

so suspicious.

For three months, most of the information that person knew was out of date.No matter how stupid the decision makers are, they will try their best to make amends after the internal information is leaked. The more time passes, the more rapidly the value of the information will drop, until it becomes a pile of waste paper.

And Osamu Dazai, who was unmoved at first, gradually became impatient and impatient.

All the well-prepared countermeasures fell into thin air, and the vigilant and ready enemies seemed to be non-existent.

On a calm evening, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the chief's office, raised his head and cast his gaze to the sky, staring at the boundless fire clouds dyed bright orange by the setting sun, muttering in a low voice as if talking to himself.

"why?"

Chuya Nakahara, who was standing next to him at the time: "Huh?"

"...It has been so long, but there is still no movement." Osamu Dazai said slowly, "The best time to fight the port mafia has long passed. Why not do it?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that it was a good thing that he was not attacked. Why do you look disappointed, do you really want to be beaten?

His lips parted slightly, but he didn't make a sound in the end.

The young man with a bandage on his head seems to be asking himself, and he seems to be asking the reflection on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

But in fact, the person who wanted to question him was not here, and had long since disappeared, like a drop of water falling into the sea, disappearing somewhere in Yokohama.

Unlike Atsushi Nakajima, who has always been unbelievable about Amamiya Tsui's identity as a spy, and launched a frantic search after receiving the news that the latter disappeared from the Hong Kong/Black confinement room, after asking that unanswered question, Dazai Zhi said to himself and others "just to further confirm the situation", and finally began to use the power of the port mafia to launch a large-scale search.

However, to this day, there is still no news.

Understanding Nakahara Chuya's silence, the young man lying on his back on the office chair raised the corners of his lips and showed a warm smile.

Why do you have to look for it, and what can you do if you find it?

Now that the suspicion has been confirmed, that person's emotions and sorrows are no longer related to him in the slightest, and their motives and whereabouts are all the same.Actively searching and meeting again, did you not hear the obvious fact that the other party said impatiently "just to gain your trust", and you have been letting go of your ridiculously thin hopes?

[Perhaps those are not all disguises. 】

forget it.

【Perhaps he also has a little affection for me. 】

It's all lies.

Just because the past few months were relatively peaceful, an uncontrollable stupid thought popped up again... Osamu Dazai covered his eyes with his hand and let out a low chuckle.

"Just like a clown."

Knowing his self-loathing attitude all too well, Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed.

He is really not good at comforting people, especially when the target is the daily decadent mackerel, he feels that no matter how he speaks, he will be laughed at the first time he opens his mouth.

Whenever this happens, I can't help thinking——

If only that junior was still there.

If Amamiya Cui had never betrayed, and had always stayed with the port mafia and Dazai Osamu wholeheartedly, even if the forgetful mackerel would show that sticky and disgusting expression, he would still feel that he could bear it.

But the beautiful assumption is doomed to be impossible to realize, and the bleak reality is extremely biting.

The orange-haired young man was just about to bite the bullet and say something when he was interrupted by the sudden ringing in his pocket, he took out his cell phone and answered the call.

The tone was not friendly.

"Atsushi Nakajima? I'm not your immediate superior, right? Guerrilla Captain, the contact over the top is—"

On the other end of the phone, the boy's voice was suppressed and tense, trembling slightly due to some intense emotion.

"—I saw Senior."

"what?"

"I said I saw my senior." Atsushi Nakajima repeated again, as if he was running, his breathing rhythm was not very steady, "Jinghua followed up first, and I am following! Something is not right... Zhongyuan cadres , can I invite you to come here, because of my personal friendship with Senior!"

The corners of Nakahara Chuya's eyes twitched involuntarily.

No matter how convincing the evidence, does this guy still persist in believing that Yu Gongcui is innocent?

The emotion surging in his chest was a bit complicated for a moment, he subconsciously took two steps away from Osamu Dazai, and the voice of his reply lowered accordingly.

"What does something wrong mean?"

Atsushi Nakajima was silent for two seconds before answering bluntly.

"He was with the man in the file—with Fyodor."

And the words and deeds are quite intimate.

Even Nakajima Atsushi, who has [-]% trust in Amamiya Tsui, was shaken in his worldview when he witnessed the scene where the two were joking.

However, due to the momentary ecstasy and shock, the details that were overlooked were quickly noticed. The excessively rich body language, facial expressions, and even walking postures, every move of the seniors revealed a clear sense of disobedience.

He was still holding the crepes he bought for Jinghua Jiang, and he had just come out of the dessert house at the moment, looking over there from across an intersection.

Quan Jinghua, who was sitting on the bench waiting, apparently also noticed the two people, and seeing that they were about to pass by, she made a decisive decision not to wait for Atsushi Nakajima, who had not returned for a long time, and stood up to follow.

Atsushi Nakajima ran wildly to get closer to the three people in front of him. After weighing repeatedly, he gritted his teeth and took the time to call Nakahara Nakaya.

The danger of Fyodor was repeatedly emphasized by Osamu Dazai to them after the disappearance of Umiya Tsui.But the person you care about, whom you haven't seen for a long time, is right in front of you, how can you allow yourself to miss it?

The white tiger smelled the trap and wandered restlessly in the prison.

I was warned by instinct, although I was very reluctant to let other Hong Kong/Black members know the whereabouts of my senior, but in order not to lose this person again, I could only make temporary concessions.

With Zhongya Chuya, who is the ceiling of force, sitting in charge, the situation will definitely become no suspense.

And the reason he asked the other party to dispatch was "personal relationship".

In other words, according to the situation on the spot, there is a great possibility that the Central Plains cadres will not bring their predecessors back to Hong Kong/Black—this is no different from a direct death sentence.

And Nakahara Chuya is not a person who is so cruel and indifferent that he can ignore his feelings.

Feeling that there is a lot of room for change in the matter, I thought it would be a big deal to notify the armed detective agency to come and snatch the person. As long as the leader doesn't know the whereabouts of the senior, then everything is easy to say...

Atsushi Nakajima grabbed the phone tightly, and couldn't help but make the last exhortation of "You must know, but I'm too worried so I can't help but say it" before hanging up.

"Please don't disclose this matter to the Boss for the time being, please!!"

The young man's clear voice echoed in the silent chief's office, and Nakahara, who was stiff under Dazai Osamu's sight and wanted to reach out to cover the receiver, couldn't help sweating.

It was too late, he thought silently, the least able to know already knew.

When Atsushi Nakajima hung up the phone, Osamu Dazai, who was slowly sitting upright on the office chair, stared at him with a half-smile, and the previous decadent appearance had already been swept away.

"Little slug who values ​​personal friendship, surely you don't mind taking me to have a look?"