Casablanca dedicated to Mr. Nakahara

"Hehehe, aren't you going to give me a warm hug? The reunion after four years should be celebrated. What do you think? Qianli-kun." Dazai Osamu spread his hands with a light smile, and there was an imperceptible hidden in the depths of his pupils Examination and calculation are covered under frivolity.

"Hugging, hugging?" Qianli tilted his head, and the declaration of 'no hugging men' issued by someone a long time ago echoed in his ears.He stepped out, and the solid concrete floor was overwhelmed and cracked into a spider web.The irregular gaps are still extending outwards, and the black cracks stick out their claws fiercely.Like a living thing, it eroded the intact ground inch by inch, and finally stopped at Osamu Dazai's feet.

"Your provocation is too obvious, but... such a disgusting word really makes people angry."

Osamu Dazai, who was bathed in murderous aura, narrowed his eyes leisurely, and the arc drawn at the corner of his mouth revealed a little meaning.Chisato, who was once the leader of Konoe, hates physical contact with others, and Osamu Dazai had already guessed this a few years ago.Yes, he was indeed provocative.

"If there was a list of 'people who most want to kill Osamu Dazai', Sensato-kun would probably be in the top three."

"You betrayed the port mafia, and my duty is to clean up the traitors." The red and black Prajna ghost face looked particularly terrifying in the dim environment. Qianli pressed the handle of the knife with his right hand, and immediately clenched it tightly.The cold murderous aura wandered uncontrollably, and something was about to move behind him.

"If you want to do it, you are welcome at any time. It may be a good choice to die by your hands." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, his slightly curly hair cast an ambiguous shadow on the side of his face. "Mr. Sen has given you absolute freedom. As long as the information is true, Mr. Qianli can execute any member who is disloyal to the leader and the organization at will. As you said, I am just a former cadre who defected. I am on your kill list It must have my name."

"Don't hesitate, do it. You were one step too late four years ago, it's time to continue your mission." Osamu Dazai stared straight at Qianli, his lazy voice mixed with a little hoarseness.

"Dazai-kun." Because of the mask, Qingyue's young voice sounded distorted.Qianli pulled away from the darkness, and the blurred outline suddenly came into Dazai Osamu's eyes.He slowly let go of the hand holding the knife, and disappeared within the opponent's sight in the next second.

The wind pressure from the action brushed against the young man's hair, and when he reappeared, his right hand wearing a black glove grabbed Dazai Osamu's neck.Standing against the light, Qianli raised his head slightly, and the magnified ghost face under the hood looked more ferocious.

"The reason why you stay here is to find out the source of the 70 billion bounty as soon as possible. The port mafia who carried out this employment task has first-hand information. They showed their flaws, were deliberately arrested, and even sent letters to threaten the top management of the organization... Because Renhu joined the Armed Detective Agency? Or maybe there is something special about him that is worth your risk."

Osamu Dazai still maintained the posture with his hands suspended, and the dangling chains rattled.He blinked innocently at first, and after half a minute of silence, the life-threatening "Mr. Prisoner" suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed instantly.

He looked down at Qianli, who was 31 centimeters shorter than himself, with a serious face, and said in a very serious tone, "Mr. Qianli, have you passed your growth period?"

It seemed that a real murderous aura erupted suddenly, and the ensuing cold current unscrupulously rolled over every inch of space.Qianli sneered, and tightened his right hand suddenly.The faint beating pulse under the pure black leather became faster and weaker.The distance between the two was less than five centimeters, and he could clearly feel the other's fading vitality and weak breath.

Under this movement, Osamu Dazai was forced to raise his head, and the long-term lack of oxygen caused his original normal skin color to gradually turn into a frightening purple.He couldn't breathe, and his dilated pupils couldn't find a focus.In a blur of consciousness, he seemed to see scenes of colorful hallucinations, which were the one and only time people looked back at the past they had experienced before they died.

It meant that the real death was about to come, and an indescribable joy and desire rose in his heart.No pain, no panic.Osamu Dazai closed his eyes calmly, embracing the boundless darkness with a contented face.

Qianli let go of his hand in a snap, and the dark red scarf on his shoulders moved automatically without wind.He took half a step back, opening the distance between the two of them.

"In Dazai-kun's eyes, this world is boring. Whether it is the past, present or future, its essence remains the same. Compared with death, living is the most terrible torture. I hate you, so I won't kill you."

A weak cough lasted several seconds, and the throat hurt badly.Osamu Dazai shook his painful brain, and when he spoke again, his voice was already half hoarse.

"……lie."

Qianli was startled, and then said coldly: "Lying? Do you think so?"

"Ah, that's right." Osamu Dazai raised his head slowly, the thick iris in his eyes could barely see any light. "It has nothing to do with personal subjective emotions. You didn't kill me because you didn't dare to bet. 'I want to kill Osamu Dazai the most, but at the same time I don't want Osamu Dazai to die'. It's very contradictory, Qianli-kun."

Qianli narrowed his eyes slightly, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Really? I don't think you will forget what happened six years ago. The world in Yokohama has fallen into unprecedented chaos. The cause is the sudden death of a person with supernatural powers. The huge inheritance he left has become a contest for everyone." The target, the scuffle lasted for a full 88 days. Corpses and flames can be seen everywhere, and the major forces have suffered countless casualties."

Osamu Dazai's eyes were half closed, and his hoarse voice improved over time.

"The Port Mafia will naturally not let go of this property that is enough to shake its status. Even if you can't get it yourself, you must not let it fall into the hands of others. You just joined the organization not long ago, and broke into the scene on the eve of the end of the incident. Thick fog. You see Chuya in a filthy state, and 'no human qualification' is the only way to break it."

Qianli froze, and after a brief trance, he regained his usual calmness. "You are trying to change the subject, it seems that I need to re-evaluate the value of human and tiger."

"Heh." Osamu Dazai chuckled, and the other party's reaction was completely expected.In a way, liking this kind of emotion is equivalent to weakness. It makes the sword without sheath lose its edge, even if it becomes dull and rusty, it is willing.

"It is rumored that people killed by Murasame will not feel any pain. Is this true?"

Qianli frowned slightly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Well, it's just chatting, Qianli-kun don't need to take it to heart." Dazai Osamu shrugged with a smile, and his frivolous tone made it difficult to discern his emotions.He coughed, then continued. "How have you been?"

Qianli pondered for a moment and said, "...not bad."

As a former colleague, he and Osamu Dazai rarely had the chance to meet each other. When he was the chief guard, he had observed this senior with a brilliant resume unilaterally.The few collaborations were due to Mori Ogai's order, and the communication between the two was limited to this.

Osamu Dazai still had a gentle smile on his face, and he looked extremely harmless. "What do you think of the Armed Detective Agency?"

The tempted object glanced at him lightly. "Not interested in."

"What a pity." Osamu Dazai deliberately lowered his voice after expressing a little emotion, and stared at the guarded Chisato with a special look.There are two small black holes in the eyes of Prajna Ghost Mask, through which he vaguely glimpsed a magnificent color.

"Three years ago, I accidentally found a handmade wolf head mask in the president's office. It disappeared the next day. The carving technique and the one on your face are obviously from the same person. Mr. Mori has always been Suspicious, Qianli-kun."

Qianli: "Oh."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and immediately changed the subject. "I made a special trip to get the information I wanted?"

"Ah, I won't let anyone threaten the leader's personal safety." Qianli said coldly. "Even if the enemy is an armed detective agency."

After speaking, he turned and left the interrogation room, avoiding all surveillance cameras as carefully as when he came.

Shinichi Oda, who was waiting in the parking lot, was greeted by a cold boss. The first thing he did after getting in the car was to take off his familiar black gloves.The fair to almost transparent skin is exposed to warm light, and the slender finger bones are perfect.

"Clean up."

"Yes." Oda Shinichi took it for granted, reached out to take it and put it in a disposable plastic bag, then took out a spare pair from the storage compartment and handed it to Qianli.

The discomfort was relieved by putting the gloves back on.Qianli didn't speak again until the car left the parking lot. "I need the detailed information of Renhu, and ask Gaoqiao to send two people to watch him."

Oda Shen nodded in response.

***

The next day, the news of the successful capture of the 'Human Tiger' Nakajima Atsushi reached Qianli's ears. At the same time, the second incumbent cadre appeared in the interrogation room where Osamu Dazai was detained.

Orange hair, blue eyes, wearing a top hat.

After some "harmonious and friendly" exchanges, Osamu Dazai, who had regained his freedom, was pinched by the neck by Nakahara Nakaya and pressed against the mostly destroyed concrete wall, with a jagged dagger less than two centimeters away from his throat .

— Tsk, the secondary trauma is very painful.

Osamu Dazai grasped Chuya Nakahara's wrist reflexively, although the effect was very limited.

"I've clearly explained the plan, so... are you trying to vent your anger? Chuya."

"You really dare to say it, Dazai." Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered, his blue eyes that had not yet faded the murderous intent were sharp, like a sea with dark tides.

"I overestimated you. Why do you think I will believe a traitor's side story? There should be a limit to fooling people."

"I'm not lying." Osamu Dazai moved his eyes to the lower right, and the spider web-like cracks were extremely eye-catching. "Qianli-kun really has a lot to do with the Armed Detective Agency, and he acquiesced."

Zhong Yuanzhong also darkened his eyes. "impossible."

"Believe it or not." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and chuckled, turning a blind eye to the dagger that was so close at hand. "Every assassination he participated in did not leave anything to reveal his identity. There are very few people who know him inside the organization. Doesn't this just show that as long as Mr. Qianli is willing, he can leave the port mafia at any time? You are good Think about it, Chuya."

Nakahara also slowly loosened the grip on Osamu Dazai, turned around and picked up his black coat.When he turned his head, he suddenly smiled, his sharp eyebrows and eyes still retained some of the arrogance and frivolity unique to young people.

"Of course I believe him, you can go away."