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

Fyodor, who was in a coma, was taken away by the military and police, and Yu Gongcui watched from the side, not feeling worried.

He had informed Ivan in advance that if he didn't return to the station to meet up at night, he would come to the Supernatural Secret Service Section to meet him.The latter's supernatural ability [Crag] can control earth and rocks, and it is still possible to dig a tunnel and rob a prison.

Although he wanted to continue to follow Fei Jia, his wrist was firmly held by the hated port mafia leader, and he couldn't break free, so he could only watch the young man being carried down.

As for Amamiya Tsui, who was included in the scope of protection by Osamu Dazai, the members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division tacitly chose to ignore after exchanging glances.

The accompanying Zhong Yuanzhong also received the news that Pushkin had been captured, and the murderous virus called "Communist Killing" had been unraveled.There is no point in continuing to stay here. After exchanging greetings in a pretentious manner, and agreeing to continue to maintain the balance of the "Three Moments Plan" to protect Yokohama, a group of port mafia left in a hurry under the watchful eyes of government officials, and boarded the Lexus waiting outside the door for a long time.

Yu Gongcui, who was stuffed into the car together, had no power to resist, feeling very weak.

The weak green cat knocked on the car window, and got a slanted look from Osamu Dazai who was still clamping his wrist.

"Excuse me, can you take me to Lupine's Bar?"

The youth's iris-colored eyes narrowed instantly.

Lupine...that is the place where the main world line self and his only two friends, Ango Sakaguchi and Oda Saku, spend time. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a secret base full of memories.

He asked lightly, "Where are you going?"

"Ah, someone left something over there for me to get." Seeing Osamu Dazai open his mouth in disapproval, he immediately added, "I can only get it myself."

What is the content of the deposit, and who put it in that place on purpose - I have no clue, but this makes Osamu Dazai even more concerned.

He didn't refuse, but his grip on the secretary's wrist became stronger and stronger.

"I'll go with you."

When the driver turned the car and drove into another road, Yu Gongcui turned her head and did not hide her surprised eyes.

This man, he thought, doesn't he know that he is superfluous?

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The sky has become dark, and the bars in the alleys are lit up to attract customers, with the words "Lupin" printed on them.

Standing in front of the wooden door inlaid with colorful glass, Yu Gongcui felt familiar for some reason.

The narrow door could not allow two people to pass side by side. He ignored Osamu Dazai who was finally forced to let go, pushed open the door and walked straight in.

The furnishings in the store are simple and full of charm, the seats are covered with a warm orange halo, but there is no one there.The wooden door creaked and closed behind him, and Amamiya Sui paused, only then did she realize that Osamu Dazai hadn't followed.

Forget it, whatever that guy does.

I walked around the store twice and found nothing worth noting.He picked a high chair and sat on it, put his left leg on top of his right leg and swayed, tentatively knocking on the silent system.

"What about the promised gift package?"

Originally, he didn't expect to get a response, but the system issued a cheerful "beep!", which surprised him instead.

[The route is being planned for you... You are still 1.7 kilometers away from the spree! 】

A virtual green screen popped up in front of my eyes, like a map app on a mobile phone, and thoughtfully planned the best route for the host to reach the destination with the little red flag. I was really worried that he would not find it.

Yu Gongcui took a closer look and found that Xiaohongqi was in the northwest corner of Lupin, and a little further ahead was the location of the Armed Detective Agency.

He complained a little speechlessly: "Since it's there, why do you have to let me go to the bar?!"

The system obediently lay down and beat and scolded, without even saying a word to refute.Yu Gongcui didn't really want to face off with a mere artificial mentally handicapped person, so she had no choice but to slide down from the chair, opened the door and walked out.

Dazai Osamu, who thought he had no self-knowledge, was waiting outside the door, but when he actually went out, he found that there was no one in the dark alley, only the faint chirping of insects.

And on the street outside, there were not a few Lexus belonging to the Communist Party parked side by side.

Amamiya Cui couldn't figure it out, and became more and more convinced that Osamu Dazai was an unreasonable weirdo.

He put his hands in his coat pockets casually, and walked briskly along the systematically planned route.As night fell and the lights came on, although the distance was not long, I still found something strange after just walking here.

The undamaged buildings and the crowd filled with laughter and laughter are too lacking in tension.

It doesn't look like it is still in war during the day.

A variety of guesses emerged in my heart in an instant, but I couldn't be sure for a while.I continued to move silently along the established route, and finally found that the "terminus" marked with a small red flag seemed to be moving.

Like some living thing, it walked and stopped, and now it is moving slowly not far ahead.

Driven by the sudden rise of curiosity, after a fleeting hesitation, Yu Gongcui chased after her with great strides.

——After crossing the stream of people in the middle, he unexpectedly bumped into a young man who happened to turn around.

He said "sorry" hastily, and took a step back, pressing his forehead.The latter groaned, tilted his head pretending to be wronged, and was about to say something when he froze for a moment when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly.

The upper body leaned forward involuntarily, and firmly pressed the shoulder of the young man who rushed forward recklessly.

"...Amiya?"

Amamiya Tsui, who was called by name, put down her hands and looked at her eyes—Osamu Dazai who took off the bandages wrapped around his eyes and changed his black suit into a sand-colored windbreaker.

"........."

He slowly cueed the system again.

"This thing is your big gift bag???"

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No matter what Amamiya Tsui thinks, Osamu Dazai, who hasn't seen him for so long, can't let him go easily.

Especially noticing the various abnormalities on the former who were as obvious as a torch in the night, guessing that running to him might be a subconscious act of asking for help, he obliged to bring him back to the Armed Detective Agency.

And beside the hospital bed in the room, Yosano Akiko, who received the call in advance, was already waiting there one step ahead, carrying her usual machete and a chainsaw by her feet.

Osamu Dazai was very satisfied with bringing back a new patient, and even softened his tone of voice.

"Where is that child? Bring it here quickly."

Since the abnormality on Yugong's body still hasn't disappeared after being touched by himself, it means that this problem is not simply caused by abnormal abilities.

To be on the safe side, it's better to let Dr. Xie Ye treat him first.

Osamu Dazai was drinking coffee with his legs crossed in the reception area, the cup was brought to his mouth, but he remained motionless in a daze.

The screams from inside had disappeared for a long time, Yosano Akiko came out wiping blood-stained hands, frowning tightly.

"Just finished the treatment, and has already passed out. This child has traces of torture all over his body... Is it Dazai your friend?"

The young man put the coffee cup back on the table, and squeezed out a soft "um" from the depths of his nasal cavity.

After he and Xie Ye left, he opened the curtain and silently walked to the side of the hospital bed occupied by Yu Gongcui, and looked at the other's sleeping face under the moonlight in the dark night.

Although tired, she finally got rid of her previous sickly smile and became clean and cute.

——The scars climbing up the neck are very familiar to me who once served as a mafia cadre.

Osamu Dazai reached out and touched one of them lightly with his fingertips.

The touch from the fingertips was dry and rough.

[The story you took care of carefully and wanted to write as Happy Ending, finally turned into... this look? 】