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

The chairman of the Shiratori Foundation, Takamizawa Shiratori, is a non-official person with supernatural powers that has not been officially recorded.

Its ability is called [Consul's Judgment], as long as you give a gift to others in your own name, you can write the predetermined ending for the recipient after the other party accepts it.

Such as "falling to death", "suicide in the bathroom" and so on, as long as the time between the gift giving and the ending is long enough, no one can suspect him.

It is not the first time that this ability has been used by several senior executives of Diemei Co., Ltd. It should be said that Gao Jianze, who was impatient to study and work hard, already knew how to use this innate ability after he dropped out of high school. His talent has turned to his own advantage.

Because of this, Takamizawa Shiratori, who was supposed to be a mediocre gangster on the street corner, who only knew how to anesthetize himself with alcohol and drugs, successfully got rid of that fate, and made his personality similar to himself, but More ruthless and smarter partners are attracted to the side.

Enemies died one after another due to accidents, and their small group was unstoppable, and gradually grew stronger, and more, stronger and more capable newcomers came here.

Not only cleaning the enemy, but also cleaning the partners who are enough to threaten him. Before accepting the advice of his subordinates to cleanse himself, the White Bird Consortium can be said to be a famous violent group in Tokyo, and Takamizawa White Bird is in this constant cleaning. Among them, he always occupies the throne of the leader.

Powerful abilities made him proud, decades of smooth sailing made him slack, and money and power completely anesthetized him.What happened in Yokohama is just a small defeat in the eyes of the chairman of the big consortium. Although it is unpleasant, it does not mean that his way of handling things has been wrong for decades, otherwise he would not be able to get to where he is today. to the point.

Therefore, after the news of the assassination failure came from his subordinates, he just impatiently put the wine glass on the table, then took out his mobile phone and called the Russian who had provided him with information about the port mafia.

However, the busy tone kept ringing, and the phone could not be dialed.

It's just a low-level organization in a remote place. If he didn't have a long-sightedness and insisted on delving into Diemei's affairs, making him feel that the supernatural ability that has been kept secret until now is at risk of being exposed, how could he care so much!

The man stuck his phone on the floor irritably and rubbed his hair viciously.

"A group of rats with no eyes," he spat hard, "Isn't it good to just die obediently?!"

Now that the face has been torn, the enemies in Yokohama must be dealt with cleanly.Thinking of this, Gao Jianze grabbed the red wine bottle on the table and drank it like venting his anger, then wiped his mouth, and angrily rang the call bell beside the sofa.

"I have to send a gift... Yes, it must be clearly stated that it is in my name, and those guys must accept it gratefully. Hehe, just look forward to it, this is a big surprise from the White Bird Foundation!"

While he was talking proudly to himself, the door opened quietly from the outside.

The orange-haired young man stood there for an unknown amount of time. Although his face was unfamiliar, his azure blue pupils were filled with the cold expression that Takamizawa Shiratori was quite familiar with, as if looking at a dead person.

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"...Really, that's how it is."

Standing by the window of the ward and looking down, the cars on the straight asphalt road passed by one after another, and the breeze brought by them floated the fallen leaves.Yu Gongcui tapped the edge of the window sill with the tip of her index finger, expressing 12 admiration for the super high work efficiency of her senior.

"I have already read the document you sent back. As expected of Mr. Zhongyuan, did you control the culprit so quickly? Since it is a statement made after torture, there is nothing to doubt—please wait a moment, As for how to deal with it, I need to discuss it with the leader, and I will call you back in 10 minutes."

He put the phone back in his pocket and turned towards the hospital bed.Osamu Dazai was half leaning on the pillow at the head of the bed, lazily flipping through a magazine in his hand.

Concisely relayed Nakahara Chuya's report on the phone, and finally asked: "Mr. Dazai, what do you think?"

"It always feels unreliable. After all, slugs don't have brains. Which part is used for thinking? Thinking about it makes me feel goosebumps all over my body."

The young man turned a page of the magazine with a mutter, and cleared his throat after noticing Yu Gongcui's disapproving gaze, and put on a perfunctory serious look with a little effort.

"Ah, this kind of bad guy who provokes the port mafia can be executed according to the usual practice. If Zhong also knows the process, just leave it to him. As for the Shiratori consortium that lost its chairman, we should definitely take responsibility and fight it. Right? Amamiya will be in charge of this aspect!"

The secretary who was entrusted with the important task reluctantly accepted the order, and then cheered up and dialed the phone number of Zhongyuan Zhongyuan who was out of the field again.

During these 10 minutes, the enraged Gravitator obviously wasn't idle.When he got in touch again, he not only told Amamiya Tsui about Takamizawa Shiratori's blood-stained family history, but also briefly introduced the latter's supernatural ability [Consul's Judgment].

Such a convenient and easy-to-use ability made Yu Gongcui envious, but at the same time couldn't help feeling a few words.

"It's almost like a curse. Overly powerful superpowers paired with brainless users, accompanied by endless desires, cause endless destruction. From this point of view, it's better to disappear the superpowers or something. .”

Zhong Yuanzhong on the other end of the phone also said in a deep voice: "In that case, the worst evil this guy can do is just blocking the road and robbing."

The two were silent for a while, and Yu Gongcui, who came back to his senses first, asked the senior to remember to hold Takamizawa Shiratori to sign and put his fingerprint on the document he sent later, as for the next thing-

"The leader's order is handled according to the procedure", and the end of this person was pronounced.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed lightly.

Perhaps it was because of the end of a farce... Although there may be some secrets behind it, since Dazai Osamu meant to stop here and annex the Shiratori Foundation, then it is not bad to deal with it like this.

When the news of Takamizawa Shiratori's death becomes known to the outside world, the documents he was forced to sign by Chuya Nakahara before his death will come in handy, and I will definitely be very busy at that time.

After a little estimation of the time, Amamiya Cui, a model worker who was working with an injury, made the sound of wanting to rest.

"A cadre from the Central Plains will arrive in Yokohama at noon. Let him take care of you in the afternoon. I want to ask for a leave of absence—don't show that hypocritical look, it's only half a day!"

Osamu Dazai pretended to think for a while, puffing out his cheeks, and reconfirmed: "It's really only a long time? Well, you really have been with me as a patient for a long time, and you want to breathe free fresh air?"

"Just to meet a friend," I'm used to him always giving himself a script of bitter romance, so good at acting that he seems to be persecuted by the whole world, Amamiya Tsuiki explained with a straight face, "Accidents happen frequently, and the agreed meeting has already passed. It has been delayed for a long time. If you don't go again, it will make others worry."

So Osamu Dazai also put away his weeping expression, and quickly agreed to leave.

"It's rare to see such a reasonable boss as me," he said to Yugong Cui solemnly, "As a thank you, Yugong treats guests to crab meat rice at noon."

"...You are recovering from your injury. I didn't want to say it at first. Excuse me, does 'reasonable' mean that you will be asked for a bribe after working overtime for a month and half a day off—?"

"Hey, it's just crab meat rice. Amamiya is such a cheapskate who has been entangled with so much! Do you want to invite me or not?"

The oppressed Yu Gongcui succumbed wordlessly again.

"………please."

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When noon came, Amamiya Tsui forcibly stayed behind Nakahara Chuya who came to report his duties. Regardless of the panic and resistance on the latter's face that almost turned into reality and the stretched out Erkang's hand, he took the burden of taking care of Dazai Osamu for an afternoon. After moving onto the gravity user, he quickly changed into his normal clothes and left the hospital, as happy as a bird out of the cage.

He took this half-day off, mainly to go to World A via Lupin Bar during the time of encountering demons from [-]pm to [-]pm, to say hello to the Armed Detective Agency Osamu Dazai whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, and to explain why he suddenly disappeared for so long , I sincerely apologize by the way.

After all, he never went to see the other party after he prescribed the medicine. This ruthless look was very much like a scumbag who took advantage of the pure and innocent youth and then left him behind.

This idea made Yu Gongcui a little ashamed, but after he comforted himself that this was not the truth at all, he successfully diverted his attention away from Wu Zhenzai, and thought of another mental illness patient under his treatment—Xiao Tiger Nakajima Atsushi.

Since he set out to investigate Diemei Co., Ltd., he has not met Dunjun again. I don't know if the latter has heard anything about the assassination.

Although I also took time to play the agreed "game" by text message before, but I didn't see the previous side, and I still don't know how the effect will be.Finally, he had an afternoon free, so he temporarily found a western restaurant to sit, and took the time to call Atsushi Nakajima.

"Dun Jun, do you want to come out to play?"

Half an hour later, Yu Gongcui harvested a tiger cub with round eyes.

The latter circled around him uneasily, and he was relieved after confirming that the senior was really fine. If there was a tail, it would definitely wrap around his ankles.

Amamiya Cui rubbed the top of Atsushi Nakajima's head habitually, then omitted unnecessary foreshadowing, and after tossing the coin, the game session of "question and answer" started directly.

"What is Dunjun doing these days?"

The young man who had already fully familiarized himself with the rules sat upright, answering with a tense and serious attitude.

"I did cleaning missions and assassination missions with Jinghuajiang, and other than that, I only had daily inspections."

"Will you be nervous?"

"No." After thinking for a while, he added softly because of the rule of "should try to be as honest as possible when answering", "...I don't feel anything, should I say I'm numb. Although Jinghuajiang didn't make a statement, but I can feel that she hates it."

Amamiya Cui sighed secretly, and pushed the soda that was brought up to Atsushi Nakajima, who looked confused, and slowly conceived the next question.

"The assassination of the leader this time, I have heard about Dun Jun. The culprit has been disposed of. It is the chairman of a certain consortium. The original purpose was to weaken competitors and consolidate the market."

"Then Dun Jun thinks, should he choose to forgive because of the rationality of his original purpose, or redouble his revenge because his means of acting are too drastic?"

Although he smelled a trap, Atsushi Nakajima still couldn't help but choose the latter unequivocally, and even couldn't help showing a trace of murderous intent.

"You almost want to—! Forgive this kind of person, how is it possible? I wish I could do it myself!!"

"—So, compared with 'what you think', 'what you do' is the only thing that matters."

Staring at the boy's yellow and purple eyes across the dim light of the western restaurant, he was still ignorant, not sure if he was touched.But what is certain is that the always obedient little tiger is trying to engrave this sentence into his mind.

Yu Gongcui slowed down her speech, and continued to ask questions clearly and word by word.

"According to the previous example, if after I killed the enemy who really hurt me severely, I found that he might not be hostile to me in his heart... Then did I do something wrong?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who had subconsciously opened his mouth to answer, finally connected this question with the nightmare in his memory after a moment.

His pupils suddenly dilated, and his face gradually lost its color.

【of course not.There is nothing wrong with the seniors at all! 】

——Whether it is based on reason or emotion, it can be answered categorically.

And all of a sudden, the face of the dean who was killed by him emerged, making the agitation of his lips and tongue so sluggish.

【correct……?No, how could I be right? ! 】

Following that, the deeper fear turned into a clear form: [Senior, does he know something? 】

No reason, no thinking.

I couldn't bear to kill, and then I was so cowardly that I felt extremely regretful.

If I know those fragments that even I can't help but despise and loathe, it seems reasonable to be hated——

When slipping into the empty abyss, the familiar voice fell like a rope net, temporarily stopping the castration, allowing him to hang in the air without going up or down, waiting for the trial.

"Last question, Ton-san."

"Please...you can ask me."

Perhaps frightened by his ghostly pale face, with a softer look than usual, the senior stood up, bent over and rubbed his head apologetically.

"If you have a headache, it's good to put it on the back of your mind for a while. So, how about a banana split?"