Xiao Zhongya's plan to grow taller

Gojo Satoru was surprised, and then squatted down with a smile: "I want to know the secret of why my brother grows so tall...it's a secret, you have to trade it for the secret."

Xiao Zhong also blinked: "What does brother want to know?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, pointed to Akutagawa Ryunosuke and asked, "Who is he?"

Xiaozhong also looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa, then turned his gaze back and said, "He is brother Akutagawa."

Gojo Satoru waited: "And then?"

Xiao Zhong also shook his head: "There is no more, I just came here yesterday."

"..." Wujou pursed his lips and smiled, stood up and said, "Then it seems that you can't exchange your secret for my secret, what a pity!"

When Xiaozhong also heard it, his face suddenly collapsed: "Ah..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't give them another chance to have an in-depth exchange. With a wave of his hand, his subordinates pushed Gojo Satoru and the others to Mori Ogai's meeting room.

Before Ryunosuke Akutagawa followed, he specially stopped and told subordinates No. [-] and No. [-], with a cold tone: "Watch closely, if you lose it, Mr. Dazai will not let you go."

I will not let you go.

Subordinate No. [-] and Subordinate No. [-] tightened their scalps: "Yes!"

Xiaozhong also watched Akutagawa Ryunosuke and the others leave in frustration, the disappointment on his face was obvious.

Such a tall brother, maybe he will never meet again... This is an excellent opportunity!My mother said, don't let the opportunity slip away in vain!

Xiaozhong also clenched his fists suddenly, and followed him firmly against the wall!

Subordinate No. [-]: "..."

Subordinate No. [-]: "..."

When they entered the conference room, Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai were already inside.

Across the long and wide conference table, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya sat on the left and right of Mori Ogai respectively.Osamu Dazai was sluggish, digging out his ears when he found time, Nakahara Nakaya looked ferociously, gritted his teeth, and creaked his fists on the table.

Mori Ogai crossed his hands and held his chin, looked left and right, and smiled: "Okay, okay..."

When Akutagawa Ryunosuke brought the suspect in, Mori Ogai had just quelled the flames of the war.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai supported the table and stood up.

After sleeping on the floor all night, his back was hurting, and he clutched his waist and said, "Since the Mafia has guests, as an outsider, I should retreat first..."

Before the words were finished, Mori Ogai smiled and said, "Dazai, don't be so rude, let's stay and listen together."

"No, no..." Osamu Dazai said, "It's not that I see outsiders, I just have a strong sense of territoriality. So, I'll go first..."

"Dazai, sit down."

"Yes."

Nakahara Chuya rolled his eyes and looked at the four people brought in by Akutagawa Ryunosuke.After a rough sweep, ignoring the three short ones, Zhong Yuan Zhong also stared at the tall one, and said in a bad tone: "Hey, just the guy with white hair and black eyepatch looks like a guy who hasn't passed the second stage of middle school, don't try to make up bad Excuses, either explain the matter honestly, or go to the torture squad."

"Beforehand, no one will ever come out alive from our mafia's torture squad."

"Hey, Chuya, you can't treat guests like this." Osamu Dazai waved his fingers like a music conductor, "It's because of your arrogant tone that the Mafia has made so many enemies. The innocent people involved, if I am behind the scenes, can I dress so strangely for you to find out?"

Gojo Satoru echoed with a smile: "My three students and I were entrusted to come to Yokohama, and I don't know the contradictions within you, but I agree with this gentleman who is bandaged all over his body and looks even weirder, unless he is a fool , otherwise who wants to be noticed?"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Mr. Black Blindfold, can I take your words as a compliment to me?"

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Of course, Mr. Bandage."

meeting room:"……"

After a while, Gojo Satoru and the others took their seats in the same row as Dazai Osamu.

It didn't take long for the information from the Drug Research Center to pass over.The internal map of the research center appeared on the projection screen behind Mori Ogai, including the reason why it was closed because of the illegal operation, which was also listed in detail.

Mori Ogai: "This drug research center studies mind-controlling drugs, which are aimed at patients with mental illness. The reason for the closure is that it was found that someone had researched drugs that made people insane, which prompted research. The center has developed targeted drugs."

"I would like to ask..." Mori Owai turned to Gojo Satoru and paused.

"Five enlightenments."

"... What are Mr. Gojo and your lovely three students going to this drug research center?" Mori Ogai said in a gentle voice, "After all, it is to eliminate your suspicions, please tell the truth, otherwise it will make it very difficult for me Do……"

Gojo Satoru: "Are you threatening me?"

Mori Ogai: "Why, I'm just advising Mr. Gojo..."

Before he finished speaking, Gotjo realized: "I really hate people threatening me. The last person who threatened me was already as tall as me."

As he said that, the topic changed abruptly: "—Actually, we are going to work, Cursing Spirit... Well, to use a more popular adjective, it is evil spirits. The few of us are evil spirit masters, and then there is balabala..."

Outside the door, Xiao Zhong was leaning against the crack of the door trying to hear some sound, but all that came out from the crack of the door was the whistling sound of the wind, and those words were mixed with the sound of the wind, so he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The two subordinates watched in horror. If Mr. Zhongyuan knew about this, wouldn't they both have their heads twisted off and thrown from a building with dozens of floors and smashed into mud? !

"Mr. Xiao Zhongyuan..." Subordinate No. [-] bit the bullet and said hoarsely, "We can wait until the meeting is over before coming, that person won't run away, right..."

Subordinate No. [-] hurriedly continued: "If you let Mr. Zhongyuan know that you are eavesdropping outside, he will be very angry! It is terrible for Mr. Zhongyuan to get angry!"

Subordinate No. [-] made persistent efforts: "And didn't you write the schedule? Now is a good time to practice the schedule!"

Xiaozhong also got tangled up.

What the uncles said made sense. While Brother Dazai and the others were having a meeting, he first did the exercise of climbing the stairs for half an hour, and then came over and waited... But what if the meeting ended while he was climbing the stairs?What if the big brother with the black blindfold is gone?

Such a tall man...

Xiaozhong also raised his head and looked towards the void, his eyes revealing a deep longing...

No boy will not be tempted!

Xiaozhong also shook his head firmly: "I'll wait here!"

……

In the conference room, after listening to Mr. Gojo's simple explanation, Mori Ogai fell into deep thought.

Nakahara Chuya was the first to speak, and he looked at the other party suspiciously: "According to what you mean, your agency took this job for you, and you ran over without asking any questions, but you missed it ……Are you a dummy?"

A job that is not specified, even in the Mafia, requires a general understanding before taking over, unless it is a high-profit order, which is obviously not the case.

The other party looked very poor.

Gojo Satoru didn't mind Nakahara Chuya's scrutiny. He smiled and said: "In our business, the process of origin is not important, but the result is important. Maybe you will want to know at the beginning, but after a long journey, you will be tired. So nothing else matters."

Nakahara Chuya: "Then, have you found the evil you want to exorcise?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head: "Unfortunately, not."

Nakahara looked at Gojo Satoru, suddenly closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and when he opened his eyes again, he punched the table and stared at Osamu Dazai: "Just say what you have to say, don't look at me with such disgusting eyes !"

"Hey, this is what you asked me to say..." Dazai Osamu bent his straight arms and put them on his chin, the corners of his lips curled up, and his smile was full of kindness, "Chuya, how do you feel when you see Mr. Gojo? "

"What feeling?" Nakahara Nakahara felt that Osamu Dazai asked inexplicably, "I don't know him—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Gojo Satoru leaned against the back of the chair with his arms folded, and from his perspective, the edge of the tabletop just touched his abdomen.And he—straightened his waist, his stomach was below the table!

"Crack-"

There was an overwhelmed sound from the conference table.

The coat draped over Zhongye's shoulders lifted itself without the wind.

Opposite the conference table.

Gojo Satoru looked at Dazai Osamu who was lying on the table with a sloppy face: "You are making an enemy for me, Mr. Bandage."

"No, no, I am letting you get used to the intermittent nervousness of this dark dwarf in advance. After all, you will meet each other for a long time, and it is necessary to get to know each other." Osamu Dazai straightened up and stretched his arms. Leaning back against the back of the chair after a lazy waist, the corners of his lips have been hooked into a smile.

"We have to meet each other for a long time?" Wujo Satoru repeated, "Why?"

"Because of him." Osamu Dazai pointed to the corpse on the projection screen, "Since Mr. Gojo explained your situation, I will also briefly introduce the situation here..."

After some explanations, Osamu Dazai took out a pair of glasses from nowhere and put them on, with a serious expression: "An abandoned drug research center, there are evil spirits you want to exorcise, and there is also the corpse of a gun dealer who disappeared from the Mafia. The sudden collision of things cannot be a coincidence no matter how you think about it.”

"—Based on this point, the profits brought by the cooperation between the two of you are much higher than acting alone." The corner of the lens reflected light, and Osamu Dazai turned his head and said: "Mr. Gojo, do you know anyone in Yokohama?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru's answer was beyond Osamu Dazai's expectation, and he said immediately afterwards: "I met Mr. Bandage, you are an interesting person, I think we can be friends."

"Ah, is it?" Osamu Dazai picked up the glasses and put them on his head, "To be honest, I also have this wonderful feeling, although I want to get to the bottom of it, but it's still important to make friends."

Osamu Dazai held Gojo Satoru's hand and said with a smile, "Since we are friends, can you tell me about your hobbies? I can talk about mine first. My hobbies are suicide."

"My hobbies..." Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Be a teacher, I am very suitable to be a teacher, by the way! Let me introduce you to my three lovely students..."

The two chatted as if no one was around, and the small world was full of laughter.

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Chuya inside: Rip these two bastards!

Xiao Zhongya outside: Be obedient and wait.jpg

I never thought that the biggest stumbling block on my long road was myself!

by Xiao Zhongya