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

The information that should be obtained has been obtained.To some extent, not only did he succeed in gaining the trust of Osamu Dazai, but he also found an additional bargaining chip to trade with.

A member of the B-World Armed Detective Agency called "Oda Sakunosuke", he cares unabashedly.

According to the style of the other party, they are obviously accustomed to using true and false words to constantly test and lure the interlocutor to hand over the information he wants, but this time he didn't even bother to go around a little bit, almost impatiently asking for information about that men's news.

That attitude, that look in the eyes, and the subtle expression changes when the name was mentioned, all clearly showed the fact that they were friends in a silent place.

In Amamiya Tsui's view, the difference between the two worlds is that Dazai in World A left Hong Kong/Black to join the Armed Detective Agency, while World B stayed there until he reached the high position of the leader.

According to the former, Odasaku was a friend he met in the port mafia, and the reason why he changed his mind and came to the sun was also thanks to this person.

Such an important role... As the leader, the reason why Osamu Dazai stubbornly seeks his own death is because he failed to meet this person who changed his destiny?

At that moment, my heart surged.

Like a few drops of ink falling into the lake water, those unspeakable complex emotions are forcibly suppressed before they can be discerned, and when the ripples disappear, what remains in the end is curiosity about the person "Oda Sakunosuke".

Before leaving, he promised Osamu Dazai to search for relevant information, but for some reason, the other party's gaze stayed on him, and the gaze that seemed to penetrate his heart made Amamiya Tsui feel a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

When dawn came, he returned to World B via Lupine.Although he didn't sleep all night, not only did he not feel sleepy, but his brain was also quite excited after being stimulated by all kinds of information all night.

When I stepped out of the bar, I almost had the urge to turn around and rush to the Armed Detective Agency to have a long talk with Mr. Oda, and it was finally calmed down by reason.

Yu Gongcui returned to the hospital non-stop - she didn't forget to buy breakfast for three people on the way - after rushing back to the dormitory, as expected, she found a little tiger that leaped towards the people in surprise and circling in circles.

Dun seemed to be doing a lot better, though he wasn't sure if it was just an effort to put on a disguise for his own peace of mind.

Before the meal, Yu Gongcui called her immediate superior, who hung up on the phone without hesitation after two rings.

Obviously, Mr. Dazai just wants to fish today, not work.

He thought for a while, then contacted Chuya Zhongyuan and asked if he knew the whereabouts of the leader.The Hong Kong/Black military officer was very surprised by this question. He suggested that if you want to know the result, you’d better install a locator on the mackerel next time. It’s useless to ask him—unless Osamu Dazai happened to pass by him.

Then in the next second, Yu Gongcui heard a very clear curse on the other end of the phone.

He asked, "Senior, is that Mr. Dazai—?"

"Why do you care about that bastard, have Hong Kong/black affairs been reduced to this point?!" Nakahara Chuya's voice was very frantic, and Amamiya Tsui could imagine him being ruled by Dazai through the phone "I'm at the east side door! The mackerel just slipped away! Give up, you won't be able to catch him!"

Yugong Cuiping let out a peaceful oh, and explained to the senior who was unlucky early in the morning before putting down the phone for a while.On the opposite side of the dining table, Atsushi Nakajima held an empty milk bag in his mouth, and looked curiously at him.

"Do you have something to report to the leader? It's a bit embarrassing to say it, I... always feel that that adult is a bit scary."

The last voice became lower and lower, and then he covered his mouth knowingly.

Amamiya Tsui smiled, opened the breakfast that originally belonged to Osamu Dazai, and handed over another piece of bread.

"It's better to say that as the person in charge of the port mafia, that image seems normal. Covered by heavy fog, the more people who don't know the truth speculate, the more vicious it will appear due to psychological effects."

Atsushi Nakajima took the bread, muttered thoughtfully, "Is that so?", and then raised his face towards the senior beside him.

"You should be the person closest to the leader. In your opinion, what kind of person is that?"

The opponent's movements stopped.The extraordinary silence made the boy realize that he had said something wrong, and began to apologize anxiously.

Yu Gongcui came back from the daze, and comforted her silver hair that felt good to the touch.

Obviously it is quite a common problem.

He repeated it softly in his heart, but still didn't get any answer.

... Then, what kind of person is he?

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It sounds a little guilty to say it, but that morning, Yu Gongcui didn't go to the chief's office on the top floor - he skipped work.

It's not the first time anyway.Besides, there was Osamu Dazai in front of him who set a good example, and he skipped work even more confidently.Mafia, such a large and sophisticated port, has a backlog of business for only half a day, so it will not run badly.If there is an emergency, isn't there also the mascot Nakahara?

So Yu Gongcui happily changed into casual clothes, set off from the east gate, and followed the mobile phone map to a nearby small river.

The greening of the artificial embankment is quite good, the vegetation is lush and lush, there are old people doing morning exercises nearby, and fishermen are also a very charming scene.

Yu Gongcui didn't stop much, and walked upstream along the embankment.Just two or three steps away, I heard exclamations from the bank, and pedestrians gathered together in a swarm, pointing at the undulating black shadow flowing down the middle of the river.

His heart tightened, and he rushed forward in three steps at a time, squinting his eyes and staring at the middle of the river.However, the figure was ups and downs, and because of the posture, the face could not be distinguished at all—but there was no time for hesitation, Yu Gongcui pursed her lips tightly, threw her coat aside, took a deep breath and plunged into the water.

I don't know if it was the reason why he fell into a coma, but the person who fell into the water seemed to cooperate unexpectedly when he was rescued.Yu Gongcui struggled to drag the man to the shore, knelt and panted, and recovered his strength after a while, brushed away the wet black hair that blocked his sight, and looked down at the guy pretending to be lying dead beside him.

It is indeed Osamu Dazai.

His eyes were closed peacefully, and his chest didn't rise or fall.But the system didn't give any notification about mission failure, and Dazai Osamu would not allow himself to die like this until the next generation who succeeded him in guarding Yokohama was polished.

So even though he bent down to listen and failed to catch the beating sound of the heart, Yu Gongcui didn't feel nervous or worried.

The people gathered around let out one after another regretful lamentation, and the feeling of being watched made him feel a little uncomfortable.Someone has already contacted the Metropolitan Police Department, and it is estimated that the police will arrive soon——Thinking of this, Amamiya Tsui shook the shoulder of Osamu Dazai who had not moved.

"It won't be interesting to pretend any longer, Dazai-san."

"..."

"Although I don't know how you managed to stop your heartbeat, but if you don't get up after I count to three, I will take measures."

"........."

"Three, two, one—all right." Yu Gongcui raised her head and shouted sincerely to the crowd, "Is there anyone who can do artificial respiration? We need help here!! Ah, this uncle is in the community If you have been trained, I will trouble you!"

Osamu Dazai trembled all over, let out a weak coughing sound as if he was dying, opened his eyelids very reluctantly, and his eyes were vainly attached to the face of his savior.

"Is this hell... The ghost who is in charge of judging me really has a familiar face."

Yu Gongcui didn't bother to answer his nonsense, and pointed out the reality directly: "If you don't want to deal with the Metropolitan Police Department, you'd better leave within 5 minutes. This drowned look can't go anywhere, and the weather hasn't warmed up yet. I think returning to Hong Kong/Black for a change of clothes would be a good choice.”

The young man with a slumped face pulled off the soaked bandage, and he staggered up from the ground, causing the surrounding people to exclaim.

He stood aside with his hands in his hands, his attitude was unabashedly indifferent and tired.Yu Gongcui tried to stand up, staggering a little due to the excessive physical exertion before, her center of gravity was a little out of balance, and she supported the ground with her hands so as not to fall——

Osamu Dazai's arm shook slightly, but in the end he didn't make any movement, and it quietly hung by his side.

Temporarily having no time to pay attention to the small details on the leader's body, Amamiya Cui bent down and picked up the jacket that was thrown aside, and took Dazai Osamu, who was also dripping wet, into the taxi back home.

After the two of them changed their clothes, a cadre surnamed from the Central Plains came over after hearing the news. While ridiculing the mackerel who failed to enter the water again, he patted Yu Gongcui on the shoulder and praised him as a formidable young man. An outstanding talent who can bring Dazai, who is devoted to fishing, back to participate in the construction of Hong Kong/Black, is simply worth throwing a party to celebrate.

"I have a treasured bottle of Petus, which is just right here!" The orange-haired cadre was in high spirits, vigorously encouraging Yu Gongcui to join the alliance to persecute mackerel, "You can call Dunya over, it's good to relax once in a while!"

This innocent look of his caused Yugong Cui's conscience to ache a little as he tried to regard this senior as the best candidate for skipping work -- but after the pain was over, he still had to.

He recalled the sports car covered in blood when he was seriously injured by the out-of-control white tiger, and sent his unconscious self to the Armed Detective Agency for treatment.

I don't know if the logistics department succeeded in saving it later, but Yu Gongcui made up her mind silently to find a chance to give the senior a car to encourage this Hong Kong/black conscience who is walking.

Afterwards, his attitude towards Chuya of the Central Plains became much more relaxed, and the devil who was entrenched in his soul and clamored for persecution reluctantly retracted his head.He followed closely and watched Osamu Dazai go back to the office and started to work hard, because he didn't fall asleep last night and he caught a cold just now, his head felt a little swollen.

Dazai Osamu, who still has a conscience—probably—glanced this way, and said slowly, "I'll give you a holiday, go back and rest."

"Really?" Yu Gongcui opened her eyes wide, her tone was calm and earnest, "I walked out of this door, you really won't slip away?"

"..." It was a rare kindness to receive such a response. Dazai Osamu did not feel guilty at all because of his poor personal image, he squeezed the pen in his hand angrily, and looked back, "It's up to you."

And when he finished processing the document in hand, the secretary beside him had already fallen asleep tiredly.

——Obviously when I was working yesterday, I looked at ease.

The pen in Osamu Dazai's hand turned in a circle.After a short thought, he stood up and briskly took out the mobile phone from the latter's pocket.