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

Go all the way to the residence of the subordinates, skillfully avoid every camera, and play hide-and-seek with the guards on duty.Although there will be no consequences if he is discovered, since he wants to cover up his whereabouts, he will not leave a small tail that Amamiya can easily grab——

As for the matter of "I'm spying on you", do you want the other party to notice?

Before finding any evidence and achieving some results, he still needs to think about it.

Osamu Dazai slipped two thin iron wires from his cuff, leaned his hand lightly on the keyhole, and opened the door lock almost instantly, faster than using a key.

The living room was, as it should be, empty, and the afternoon sunlight streamed in through the windows, laying bright rectangular patches on the floor.

He hummed a song in a low voice, and happily closed the door behind him, making a muffled sound with a slight collision.However, as soon as he took a step forward, the smile on the face of the leader who walked through the empty door suddenly froze.

He heard movement in the bedroom not far away.

Someone is getting out of bed.

Could it be that Yugong deliberately bypassed the post and came back early?No, not likely.The thieves will come to the building without looking for death, then the rest may be... Jinwu Zangjiao?I don't know when I brought back my cute little girlfriend and hid it in the house?

All kinds of thoughts flooded in in an instant, and before I even had time to think about what to do next, I turned around and walked away, still smiling, the people in the bedroom rushed out at an alarming speed.

The opponent's movement was so fast that it almost pulled out an afterimage, which made Osamu Dazai, who had subconsciously put his hand on the doorknob and was about to flee immediately, froze, knowing that it was too late.

"Senior, welcome home! How is today's work, is it going well—"

The young man with an undefended big smile expressing concern, the next second he met the leader who was standing at the door with his hands in his pockets and the usual faint smile on his face.

!!!

Like a bubble filled with sweet dreams being punctured suddenly and falling into the cold reality full of thorns, Atsushi Nakajima's expression instantly stiffened and then cracked. After the pieces peeled off, the last remaining heartfelt words - only fear .

fear of the person.

Fear of the ensuing consequences of disobedience.

Not even able to tremble, the detached soul controlled the body like a marionette, and saluted mechanically.

"...Mr. Dazai. You, are you here..."

The other party's tone gently punctured his luck and fantasy: "Of course I came to look for you, Dun Jun."

"I……"

"That's right. Although I agreed to Amamiya's request, my guerrilla leader should work harder, right?" Osamu Dazai picked out a few words from his mind, and said the words he made up casually. "It's not okay to always hide behind the protection of seniors. Don-kun is already an adult."

During the interval of speaking, his eyes stayed on Atsushi Nakajima, and he gradually discovered more details from the little tiger with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

The home clothes she wears are slightly larger and are low-key black.Due to the close distance, you can even smell the fragrance of bath products from the other party.

It was exactly the same as the smell on the messy black hair when the secretary bowed her head to organize the documents.

The original scattered attention began to concentrate, and it was perfunctory into words with more weight.Osamu Dazai stared at Atsushi Nakajima with his head drooping in front of him, finally gave up the gentle pretense just now, and spoke in a commanding tone that he was more used to when facing this person.

"Stop pestering Amamiya, this appearance will only make people feel troubled. It's okay to regroup and resume work tomorrow, Don-kun? A few days ago, a supernatural being named Izumi Jinghua came to join me Hong Kong/Black, you will have a great time getting along."

After a brief silence, the silver-haired boy answered "Yes" with difficulty.

"Then, don't tell others about the fact that I met you today, or even that I have been here." Osamu Dazai added softly, "You don't want to worry him anymore, Atsu-kun."

"...I see, I won't say it."

After getting Atsushi Nakajima's promise, he was not satisfied with it. Instead, he opened the door and made a gesture of seeing off the guests to his subordinates who raised their heads in astonishment.

"I remember Dunjun's room is next door, right? Don't get lost again."

After bullying the little tiger that Amamiya carefully hid in the house to take care of, Osamu Dazai, who had occupied the magpie's nest, sat down carelessly on the sofa in the living room, and peeled an apple for himself to eat.

After a short rest, he stood up again and regained his purpose of coming here.First, I went around and carefully looked at the furnishings in the room, and from time to time I picked and pulled a few places that seemed to be able to hide things. Within half an hour, I found an unexpected surprise.

Not even being hidden, in the pocket of a certain coat hanging on the coat rack in Amemiya, he found a mobile phone that he had never seen before.

It seems that it has just been purchased, and there is no trace of use, and even the password has not been set.

This saves some effort.

After booting, it will enter the main interface, and the wallpaper is also the default.Osamu Dazai flipped through them one by one, opening empty photo albums, empty folders... Just as he gradually lost interest, he lazily returned to the main interface and clicked on the address book.

The small green phone icon jumps instantly, and the following interface is clean and tidy, with only one line of entries at the top.

【Dazai-san】.

... Mr. Dazai, who was looking at the phone screen, slowly opened his eyes wide.

He pursed his lips and clicked on the details, saw a string of unfamiliar phone numbers, thought for a while, and dialed them with his mobile phone—as expected, it was an empty number.

And on this mobile phone newly purchased by Amemiya, there are already two call records with this non-existent 【Dazaiさん】.

The young man stood there steadfastly, allowing the orange spot to gradually shift, moving from behind him to the decorative painting on the wall, and then disappearing into the light night, the index finger of his left hand hanging beside him curled up involuntarily .

He imagined that person.He ended his day's work in a cold and orderly manner, and said goodbye to himself with an attitude of no nostalgia. When the night fell, he took out his mobile phone in the empty room alone and dialed the empty number marked "Mr. Dazai" , let the receiver beep to ring.

In the darkness, silently, one after another, the sound of the ground sounded.

The young man who listened with lowered eyes may say something, or he may not say anything.Because I never intended to tell anyone this intention, I just let it hang up automatically after a moment of ringing, and then quietly closed my eyes until I fell asleep.

... That wonderful feeling reappeared.

The heart is washed like a tide attracted by the moon, and it itches slightly.

Osamu Dazai put the phone back into his pocket intact, restored all traces in the room, and left quietly.

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At the same time, Yu Gongcui has initially established a harmonious and friendly relationship with everyone in the detective agency.

At least throwing away the label of the Port Mafia, which is the opposite of the Armed Detective Agency, they are willing to admit that they can become good friends with Yu Gongcui.

After learning that the key target, Sakunosuke Oda, has adopted many homeless orphans, many of whom are orphans of Hong Kong/Black members, Amamiya Cui immediately proposed to visit her at home.

After taking care of the children with Akutagawa for an afternoon, Mr. Oda's goodwill has greatly improved, and at the same time, he generously gave him a family photo, as well as the novel manuscript that he had participated in the newcomer award before.

The ashamed Yu Gongcui waved her hands again and again: "This is very important, right? I—"

"Huh?" A hint of doubt appeared on Oda Sakunosuke's always calm and listless face, but he didn't mean to take back the manuscript in hand, "It's just something written by hand, and it's nice to be liked by others." Alright. It’s only meaningful for the novel to be read by others. In fact, Katsumi has been wanting to use this stack of paper to make an airplane for a long time.”

"..."

Yu Gongcui took it with both hands respectfully, and nodded to the red-haired man, "I will cherish it."

As expected of the man who healed Osamu Dazai, he was indeed irresistible, he was an angel.

After leaving Oda's house and saying goodbye to Akutagawa, he didn't immediately return to the Port Mafia, but instead went to the bookstore by detour, where he picked and bought a few basic books related to psychotherapy.

Japan's psychological counseling industry is quite developed. After all, the society is relatively oppressive and the people's mental condition is worrying. Having a channel to confide in can save many lives.

But Yu Gongcui didn't think that her patient would obediently go to see a psychiatrist, let alone explain her condition honestly to the doctor.Based on the above, he decided to teach himself and try to develop a psychological counselor as a second career, which can have some therapeutic effect on someone who is already terminally ill.

He copied a copy of the photo and manuscript given by Oda Sakunosuke, and planned to take it to Dazai there next time he went to World A, coercing him to deeply understand the mental journey of the leader Zai, so that the psychiatrist can prescribe the right medicine and prescribe a prescription come out.

If you are sick, you need to take medicine. I believe that under the combination of psychotherapy and drug treatment, the boss whose brain has been completely broken can be somewhat better. He struggles to turn the rejuvenated brain cells and rethink the meaning of life and the universe.

Yu Gongcui returned to Hong Kong/Hei with a big bag of books. After knocking on the door, she didn't meet the little tiger who rushed out to greet her, so she had to open the door by herself.There was no one in the room, Amamiya Tsui guessed that Atsushi Nakajima probably went out to relax, but he didn't care much.

He was sitting at the desk, and just as he spread out a copy of "Dangerous Psychotherapy" in front of him to study, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Thinking that Atsushi Nakajima had returned, Amamiya Tsui stood up and opened the door, but she couldn't help being startled when she saw the visitor's face clearly.

"Mr. Dazai?" He was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"