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

Although he finally agreed to the proposal, Dazai Osamu's expression seemed a little subtle at the moment when Oda Sakunosuke was mentioned.

He observed Yu Gongcui's expression carefully, and expressed his expectation for the meeting in a joking and tentative tone.Yu Gongcui, who had already made various relevant inferences and knew how much he valued that friend, didn't care. After quickly finalizing the cooperation matters, she stood up from behind the desk.

"It's already noon, Mr. Zhongyuan, do you want to have lunch together?"

Just when Zhong Yuanzhong was about to agree without exception, he received the faint gaze projected from behind the junior, and immediately grinned and hissed, swallowing everything he wanted to say.

"...Forget it." He waved his hand weakly, recalling the morning with Osamu Dazai, and felt that he needed a break very much.

At least find a place with a lower concentration of mackerel for a while.

Watching Zhongyuan Zhongye gradually go away with the help of the wall, Yu Gongcui silently mourned for this senior model worker in his heart for a while.Standing behind the swivel chair, Osamu Dazai seized the neglected time and successfully got the game console from the drawer. He looked up to see that the secretary didn't respond, and put it aside in boredom.

He sat on the office chair and dangled boredly.

When Yu Gongcui came back to her senses, she hurriedly shouted to order people, pointed to the bandage wrapped around her left eye with one hand, and blinked her eyes as a signal.

"Help me change."

The sound is as sweet and fluffy as cotton candy, with a light and ethereal texture.

Yu Gongcui turned around, bent over to take a little look, and opened the side drawer to take out the spare bandage.

"Dirty?"

"For sure. Although I can't see it, but the wind and sand outside are so strong..."

Osamu Dazai made nonsense excuses without changing his expression, lay back on the office chair, and narrowed his eyes relaxedly, like a cat waiting for its owner to scratch its chin.

The old bandages were removed layer by layer, and the man replaced them with skill and gentleness.He almost felt a little drowsy, and was awakened by the occasional touch of the cool fingertips. Hearing the sound of the fabric rubbing, he slowly counted the time, second by second.

While waiting, he recalled the conversation just now, and after a moment of hesitation, he spoke out of nowhere.

"...It has nothing to do with Odasaku."

"what?"

Osamu Dazai seemed unwilling to face it, and explained quickly: "The cooperation with the Armed Detective Agency is definitely not because I want to meet Oda Tsukuru! Such factors are not within the scope of consideration at all!"

Yu Gongcui tied a bandage on the back of the young man's head, let down the raised black hair, and restored it to its original shape with a little grooming.

Although it was strange why the other party had to explain this kind of thing, he still smiled softly.

"not happy?"

Osamu Dazai, who was wrapped in bandages, looked up at him, and after confirming that there was no trace of disguise on that face, he puffed up his cheeks inexplicably discouraged.

"Happy—probably also very happy. Ahh, it's not good at all, Cui doesn't understand what I mean at all!!"

The secretary who was cue slowly put a question mark on his forehead, thinking that your troublesome Zaizhi is just making trouble for no reason, what do you mean he doesn't understand you?I remember a few months ago when you saw Mr. Oda's manuscript, you were so excited that you were so excited, and now you can meet a real person right away, but you are just "probably happy"?

Tsk tsk, not to be honest.

But Yu Gongcui thoughtfully did not choose to expose, but shrugged helplessly.

"Crabmeat rice for lunch today," he said to his boss, who was slumped on the swivel chair and pretended to be crying. Because he was too used to this exaggerated acting, he didn't bother to comfort him at all. "After eating, cheer up. Work hard."

When the contact with the Armed Detective Agency is over and the battle is launched to completely defeat the "group", Yokohama will be able to calm down completely and return to the peaceful days of the past.

Umi Amamiya was looking forward to pulling up Osamu Dazai, who was completely unmotivated, from his chair.

For this goal, we all have to work hard.

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The combination invaded Yokohama, and what they did was not only to declare war on the port mafia and affect the normal life of the people, but its leader Fitzgerald also provoked the Armed Detective Agency at the same time. After failing to obtain a business license, it retaliated against its members.

While the detective agency is worried about the missing members who have not been heard from, it is also unbearable for the actions of the group, and is intensively planning to rescue the hostages and revenge.

With Amamiya Tsui acting as a running-in agent in the middle, the port mafia and the armed detective agency with the same appeal hit it off, and the wartime alliance was established.

Although the remaining members of the detective agency, under the leadership of the president Yukichi Fukuzawa, did not accept the safer proposal of temporarily stationed in the Hong Kong/Black Building, after all, they have dealt with Amamiya Tsui before, and Akutagawa I worked hard to ensure that I tried my best to cooperate with his arrangements, and the operation of various affairs and the running-in of personnel have progressed quite well.

Beluga whales are always circling over Yokohama, like a beautiful scenery that has been here for a long time.

It seems harmless, but it is a powerful bomb/bomb that will detonate at an unknown time, full of greed, conspiracy and wild ambitions, and is ready to drag the whole city into the abyss.

No time should be wasted. The vanguard team to be put into the white whale has already confirmed its candidates, and Akutagawa and Atsushi Nakajima are among them.

My little friend Akutagawa has always been very reliable, except that sometimes he can be a little reckless emotionally, but basically there is no need to worry too much; but as for the latter, Amamiya Cuisi thought about it, and took time the day before the action to bring people in I walked around the city and took the time to talk a few words.

Originally, the group declared war on the port mafia under the banner of taking away Renhu, which already made Atsushi Nakajima feel inexplicable guilt and guilt towards the organization.Yu Gongcui felt that if it hadn't been for the timely enlightenment a few times, the child would have packed himself up and surrendered to the enemy, and successfully delivered the first drop of blood.

"nervous?"

Sitting on a swing in the corner park, he asked Atsushi Nakajima who was standing on the edge of the sandpit.

The boy's yellow and purple eyes were staring blankly at the gradually sinking sunset at the port, overflowing with soft orange waves. Hearing this, he turned his head and poured those rays of light on his body.

"Don't be nervous." He smiled awkwardly, and when he mentioned the enemy, all his tenderness and docility turned into an ice-cliff-like indifference, "Because I will kill them all."

"Then," Yu Gongcui raised her head, feeling that it was time to ask that question, "to this day, Dun Jun still thinks that he did something wrong?"

The one that happened on my 17th birthday.

In order to get rid of the nightmare, he killed the dean who abused him, but when he turned around, he found the watch that the other party was going to give him as a birthday present among the wreckage of the furniture.

Because he couldn't accept the contrast of people, he fell into madness, regretting and suffering blindly.If it weren't for the senior who was always by his side and paid more attention to such a poor self, perhaps even today, the stupid person named Atsushi Nakajima is still suffering in chaos.

He didn't answer directly, but reached into his bosom and took out something.

A classic men's watch that shines brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Yu Gongcui was stunned, and then sighed silently.

"You kept it all the time."

Atsushi Nakajima looked down at the translucent dial, and hummed lightly from his nasal cavity.

"Don't worry, my thoughts are different from the beginning. I don't use it to punish myself, it's just...a reminder."

Remind me to be more careful and decisive.If you still make up your mind to do something after thinking it through, then no matter what the result is, you will never regret it.

Indulging in the past is meaningless, only to carry the shackles and move on.

Yu Gongcui looked at his expression, and didn't find the fluster and confusion that often occurred when this topic was brought up, and she felt very relieved at once.

After so long hard work, finally had the ideal result.

Just when he was about to say a few words of praise, he saw Atsushi Nakajima pursing his lips tightly as if he had made up his mind, and handed the watch in his palm to him.

"Can, can I trouble Senior to keep it for me a little bit?"

The previous calmness was swept away, and the little tiger hummed and begged, as if he was still the coward who couldn't speak clearly when we met for the first time, and he seemed to be able to cry a second if you didn't agree , his face was already blushing, "You know, I'm going to perform a mission tomorrow, it's not convenient to wear this..."

It's not a big deal.Yu Gongcui stood up, took the watch and carefully put it away, and agreed to him straightforwardly.

"Of course. You are in good condition, so I can rest assured. By the way, remember to come back safely, Dunjun."

Atsushi Nakajima listened carefully and nodded vigorously.The setting sun had been gradually swallowed by the sea level, leaving only the last ray of orange-red afterglow. Just a second before that arc was about to disappear completely, he remembered something and stared into the distance in a daze.

"Senior, am I... a hopeless sinner?"

"No."

It was still calm and calm on weekdays. When answering his own questions, he was calm and determined, as if he was saying that one plus one equals two.

Knowing that he would get such an answer, but listening to it again, it seemed that the guilt had been washed away again.He couldn't help but asked with a smile, "What about Jinghuajiang?"

"No."

"Central Plains cadres?"

"No."

"Then, what about the leader?"

This time the interval between the answers was slightly longer, but in the end the senior shook his head lightly and gave the expected negative answer.

"……no."

Looking at those unshakable black eyes, Atsushi Nakajima felt increasingly complicated emotions in his heart.

It is indeed favored by this person.

But... he wasn't the only one.

He struggled to muster a smile, and asked cautiously, "Why?"

Why not?

If killing one's own kind, manipulating the situation, and playing with people's hearts are not considered crimes, what is the basis for innocence?

——Actually, if you really want to elaborate one by one, Yugong Cui can say a lot clearly.

But in the end, he gave up on doing so and just rumpled the little tiger's hair.

"Because I'm a short-sighted person."

He chuckled and said, "So you are innocent with me forever."

The street trees that had lost all their leaves on the side of the road were rustling, and Amamiya Tsui's eyes were projected from the top of Atsushi Nakajima, who lowered his head obediently, and he couldn't help being startled subconsciously because he caught a glimpse of an unexpected person.

The slender black-haired young man has a pair of wine-red eyes, and he is staring at this side at this moment.

I don't know when it appeared here, or it was just a coincidence.

At that distance, the conversation between the two should not be heard, but Amamiya Cui still frowned slightly, signaling Atsushi Nakajima to leave first.

The young man approached slowly.Maybe it's the subtle body language, maybe it's the different and inexplicably more agitated eyes than before - it made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

Like being hit with a bad idea.

The other party stared at him intently and greeted him politely.

"Good evening, Mister Mafia Deputy."