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

Osamu Dazai was very satisfied.

Although he didn't say anything, the most direct expression was that his trust value rose by [-] points like a rocket, scaring Yu Gongcui so much that he waved his hands inwardly, almost saying that he was unworthy.

At the same time, he couldn't help being more curious about the discord between this man and Gide.

What happened in the world must leave some kind of trace.But no matter how he probed before, the conclusion he got was that the two had never had any intersection.

Everyone died, and Yu Gongcui, who was puzzled, could only temporarily put this matter aside, and attributed the reason to her own lack of ability.

Satisfied, Osamu Dazai went out to attend the meeting today, kindly brought his secretary with him, and handed him a document bag, motioning him to open it.

There is a thick stack, most of which are the live photos of the previous shootout between the Special Agents Division and MIMIC, focusing on the wreckage of the bomb and Gide's body.

There are also a few thin sheets of paper attached to the back, which are the description of the whole incident by the spy.Not only did he 100% restore the dialogue between himself and the secretary of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, but he also confessed to the shooting of the key hostage in the end, and he firmly believed in the correctness of this move between the lines.

"Oh," Yu Gongcui repacked the documents and placed them neatly on his knees, "I admit that this person helped me a lot. So, we are going to meet with government officials, and then we are asked blame?"

"It's just a one-sided statement, and they have no substantive evidence. You did a beautiful job, but—"

Osamu Dazai dragged his voice on purpose, until the boy gave him a sincere look of asking for advice, and then he continued with a little satisfaction.

"However, if the Supernatural Secret Service wants to trouble Hong Kong gangsters, it doesn't really need any reason. Because our biggest handle is the nature of the organization itself, and this is being firmly held by the government."

It is strange in itself that the mafia in a certain city is so powerful that it even takes charge of maintaining order.

The strength of Hong Kong and black is so confident that it has been subconsciously acquiesced by everyone - including Yu Gongcui.

He was stunned, but then he frowned and asked.

"I thought there was an agreement between us and the government to maintain the current balance. Mr. Dazai, have I crossed the line?"

Osamu Dazai slumped lazily on the leather seat, his iris-colored eyes were half-closed, and he didn't think it was such a big deal.

The most important thing about the "Three Moment Concept" is stability.

The Supernatural Secret Service, the Armed Detective Agency, and the Port Mafia are responsible for maintaining the order of Yokohama during the day, dusk, and night respectively. The triangle is the most stable structure. The three organizations are afraid of each other and check and balance each other. Only in this way can the peace of Yokohama be guaranteed.

There may be small conflicts and fights, but no one pole will push the other into a corner.not to mention--

"Compared with the result, this price is not worth mentioning."

The leader of Gang Hei said this, and finally closed his eyes completely and began to rest his mind.

There is still some distance from the meeting place agreed with the Ability Special Service Section.After all, it is unpleasant to be taken advantage of by others. Although he said he didn't care, Osamu Dazai, whose heart was only a little bit as big as the tip of a needle, thought about it, and finally held his breath.

"It's time to think of a way to get a license for the operation of supernatural abilities." He said to himself, "If we can get a legal license issued by the government..."

Yu Gongcui hesitated for a moment, and persuaded him to recognize the reality: "Mr. Dazai, it seems that we have offended them just now."

Not only did they use it mercilessly, but they also slapped the government's hidden personnel severely.

Osamu Dazai was forced to think of this matter: "...Oh, really, I must tell the farming chief of the secret service department later, you can't be too narrow-minded."

If you hold a grudge too much, you will go bald!You look at you, is the best example!

"Speaking of it," he opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the private secretary who was complaining crazily in his heart. He swung the pot accurately and steadily, "Thinking about it carefully, it's all your fault, Yugong."

Yugong Cui was caught off guard, with question marks all over her face.

"But you just said—"

"One cannot step into the same river twice, and the me I was just now is not the me I am now! Avoiding responsibility is not a good quality, so you can't admit your mistakes, learn from your mistakes, and think more carefully next time?"

As soon as he started lifting, Osamu Dazai got excited.

He used his full skills of confusing black and white, and subconsciously adopted the kind of tone that can drive the opponent half to death when he debated with Nakahara Nakaya—extremely complacent and straightforward, while using amazingly strong words, and at the same time speaking in a cadenced tone and The slight smile at the end of the sentence means "I don't mean to think so when I say this, it's just to annoy you", speaking quite distorted but logically self-consistent fallacies.

"Obviously know that we are a mafia that can't see the light? Although I issued the task, how can we only look at the present, can't we stand on a higher level and seek longer-term development for the organization?! Too You let me down, Yu Gong, who is obviously the secretary who shared the affairs for me, but in the end it almost broke my heart!"

Contestant Osamu Dazai recited all the lines in one breath, and opened his eyes with great interest, ready to appreciate the distorted face of the opponent due to anger.

But what was surprising was that the young man beside him was not swallowing his anger and being blocked by him to speak, but nodded silently, and even showed... an expression of approval.

Osamu Dazai:?

If it wasn't limited by human settings, he would really like to ask the other party why he wasn't angry.

Is it because his anger skills have declined? !

It's too scary, I must take the dark dwarf as a test when I go back today!

Nakahara Chuya who suddenly sneezed: Get lost! !

"Is the license for the opening of the special ability?" Yu Gongcui finished her self-examination, and felt that she still had a lot of room for improvement, and she felt a lot of emotion for a while, "It is true that I didn't think carefully, and I am really sorry."

Alas, I am too picky.

Osamu Dazai: "...It's good that you know."

"Then, I will make some arrangements around this goal in order to get it as soon as possible."

Amamiya Tsui tapped the document bag on her knee with her fingertips, lowered her head slightly amidst the crisp sound of paper, and closed her eyes under Dazai Osamu's gaze.

"There is too little information right now, and I can't make an inference. When we meet later, could you please test each other a little bit on related topics?"

The sense of loss and self-doubt that the prank failed before has dissipated, and as soon as the business is mentioned, the young man has turned into a thoughtful and far-sighted leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

"You... adjusted very well. Better than I could have imagined the most ideal situation."

"adapt……?"

"You're very good at your job, and you like the feeling that events are going according to plan." He chuckled in a melodious voice. "I understand, like everything is under control, don't you?"

Yu Gongcui fell into silence, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Like it?

He asked himself, and had always firmly regarded this gift as a curse.It is because of itself that it has fallen into such a situation, living alone, having no friends, even if it is forced to smile among its peers, it will only feel out of place.

If he was just an ordinary person, he would definitely be able to blend into the crowd without any obstacles. In that case, he would definitely have a better life.

Frowning unconsciously, Yu Gongcui subconsciously denied: "That's not the case, I..."

His lips were slightly parted, but he suddenly froze, forgetting what to say next.

[Warning, warning!The target's trust value drops: 1 point!Current remaining trust value: 18 points! 】

……ah? ? ?

Why? ! !

If it goes down a little bit... wouldn't that be rounded up, is it equivalent to the fact that he survived from Atsushi Nakajima's hand, and spent most of his life before the point that was brushed up disappeared out of thin air!

And the culprit, Osamu Dazai, had already slumped back on the back seat with a bored face, and was stared at by his sudden vicious eyes, and even yawned lazily.

"Sure enough, a child is a child, even if he pretends to be reliable. Not honest enough? Or too childish?——Which one are you, Amemiya?"

No, I just went astray and got a psychotic boss.

After a while of cursing, the bald Yu Gongcui silently took out a small notebook in her mind, and sadly began to learn a lesson.

Key points of Osamu Dazai's strategy: Be reliable, be honest, and not be too naive.

Oh, it turns out that people are more willing to trust people who are completely opposite to themselves?

Yu Gongcui was thoughtful, thinking that this experience might be useful in the next world.The car stopped at this moment, he withdrew his thoughts, and focused most of his attention on the next meeting.

"I will get the license to open the business."

When he got out of the car, he still couldn't bear it, and angrily threw such a sentence at Osamu Dazai.

The latter was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, his eyelashes cast beautiful curved shadows in his eyes.

"Of course, I believe in you."

……fraud.

He didn't speak any more, and stepped into the battlefield without gunpowder together with the young man.

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On a dark, moonless night, Guangjin Liulang cleaned up the moths hiding in a certain warehouse and threw his blood-stained gloves on the old dusty floor, watching his subordinates finish their work with a relaxed mood.

"The information is all true, and even the backup plan B is not used. The tasks in recent years have really become easier."

Michizo Tachihara, the head of the ten who didn't even make a move at all, was huddled in a corner, playing with his phone boredly.He still had to answer the boss's words, otherwise he might be pierced by small shoes, so although he didn't take his eyes off the screen, he still tried his best to say something perfunctory.

"What are you talking about, old man, isn't it always so easy?"

Wearing a monocle, Guangjin, who has the gentle demeanor of a rich butler, pushed the lens, revealing the peculiar emotion of middle-aged and elderly people, slowly took out the lighter, and lit himself an afterthought cigarette.

"Whether it is the number or the degree of difficulty, it is completely incomparable with four or five years ago. If you want to talk about the reason——"

"It's been cleaned up, Master Guangjin!"

A grassroots member with no winks came to report, and even happily asked: "When will the overtime pay and high temperature subsidy be paid! I am ashamed to say that money is a bit tight this month..."

Guangjin Liulang has always had a peaceful attitude towards his own people, seeing this stunned young man looks familiar, he squinted his eyes and thought about it.

"Are you... Li Yuan's Matsudaira, right? The one who held the wedding a year ago?"

The latter nodded, scratching his head shyly and giggling.

"You still remember, a little person like me."

"After all, Hong Kong gangsters now advocate humanistic care. We are not cold-blooded thugs like beasts. By the way, Songping, your salary is not low. Why are you so tight? Has something happened at home?"

"No," Lengtouqing chuckled again, "My wife gave birth to twins. There are too many places to spend money on children."

...Guangjin Liulang, a lonely old man, felt that his caring heart had been eaten by dogs, and he even wanted to hit someone.

He puffed out a puff of smoke, maintaining the dignified demeanor of his predecessors: "The new regulations introduced last year allow employees with newborns at home to purchase milk powder at an internal price. Oh, it seems that a kindergarten has been invested in the city center, and employees' children are taken care of for free. You You can also worry less."

"Ohhhh! It must be the suggestion of the secretary! Thank you Mr. Hirotsu, I will pay more attention!!"

The strong man bounced and ran away in a creepy gesture, Tachihara Michizo put down his phone to watch him, and gave a sneer inexplicably.

"...to buy people's hearts."

Guangjin Liulang was more or less familiar with his surly temper, so he smiled indifferently.

"Leaving aside ordinary members, do you know how much the death rate of the black lizard has dropped compared to four years ago?"

"—Exactly 80.00%."

"Obviously the reputation of evil is more popular, but there are more and more young people who want to join, because the treatment of Hong Kong gangsters is always the best. It is no longer feasible to stay in the dark blindly. The upper management even controls several listed companies," Yokohama The 'Outstanding Young Entrepreneur' medal is still hanging in the chief's office."

The willow waves in Guangjin are endless, and they are full of praise for the visionary secretary, and he almost bluntly said that the gangsters in Hong Kong are all thanks to the latter.Liyuan Daozao wanted to escape but couldn't, and wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason, so he could only say a very sour sentence.

"—It's just because the leader trusts him too much!"

At this time, the envied leader's confidant Yu Gongcui was sitting on a large office chair, clasped his hands and propped his chin, looking at the glittering golden plaque on the wall, lost in thought.

It took him four years to prove his ability with the glory of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.The whole organization is full of praise, and there is hard work even if there is no credit.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and blue veins slowly burst out on my forehead.

——But only Osamu Dazai's trust value, why didn't it go up like he was blind? ! !