Yokohama's Sky Lock

"Oh, it's over."

On the beach of Yokohama, Osamu Dazai was sitting gracefully, holding a bottle of red wine in his right hand and tilting slightly, the clear red was flowing and poured into a delicate goblet.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and the smile couldn't stop overflowing from the corner of his eyes.

Of course, Nakahara Chuya tried his best to recognize all of this by relying on the tacit understanding he had developed over the years as a partner and his familiarity with Osamu Dazai.

Dazai Osamu's current posture looks very stylish and there is nothing wrong with it.

But the premise of all this is that the person doing these is a handsome man.

Is Osamu Dazai good-looking?Although Chuya Nakahara was very upset with his former partner, he still couldn't deny that Dazai Osamu had a pretty face, otherwise there wouldn't be so many women indulged in his rhetoric.

But now, Osamu Dazai was beaten up by him, and his face didn't heal.

The fish he painted on his face has not been removed yet.

So, what is sitting here is a face that is tightly wrapped, only two eyes, a pair of ears and a mouth are exposed, which is one step away from being regarded as a real mummy.Even if Akutagawa saw Dazai Osamu's appearance at this time, he would probably have been stunned for a long time before he recognized it.

In this case, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that it was not easy for him to see his mood.

Ah, no, what was I thinking.At this time, you should think about business.

He stood up abruptly, bent forward, and propped himself on the table, feeling full of oppression. His cobalt blue eyes were warning, and he said in a deep voice, "Speak clearly, why is this over?" Said, he just punched it up, so that Osamu Dazai had the opportunity to wait for him to be a mummy for a longer time.

Osamu Dazai, who was threatened, didn't panic at all. He swung the wine glass, the crimson color swayed slightly, and matched with the temporarily installed bright lights around, it actually had the texture of being in a high-end restaurant.

Nakahara Nakaya's face was slumped, he reached out and snatched the wine glass from Dazai Osamu, and put it heavily on the table.

"Say!"

Osamu Dazai looked aggrievedly at the wine glass held by the little man, propped his cheek with his left hand, and pointed the index finger of his right hand behind Nakahara Nakaya.

"Short, look behind."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled.Nothing unusual.

No, all electronic equipment has returned to normal.

He quickly turned around and walked over to contact the communication personnel over there.

Forget about your ex-partner in an instant.

Osamu Dazai didn't mind, his eyes were deep, he watched Chuya Nakahara's hurried back, and a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Just now, I was really close to working with the little dwarf again.

Well, it still didn't work out in the end.

But that's good, at least that little slug in Chuya doesn't have to play anymore.

The filthy sorrow is very powerful, but facing the enemy on the sea, with the brain capacity of a little slug, he will definitely know how to do it when the time comes.

The strength of the enemy is unknown, and the risks are unknown. Even if the little slug is at full power, he is still worried.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to the side, his eyes fell on the waves lapping on the beach in the distance, and he murmured casually: "I'm actually a little scared. It's not okay."

"What are you afraid of?" A black shadow blocked his eyes.

Osamu Dazai lay lazily on the table, turning his head to the other side, not looking at the little slug returning.

"I'm afraid I'll fall into the sea and drown." He replied casually.

Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted softly, sat down in front of him, crossed his legs, folded his arms around his chest, glanced at Osamu Dazai several times with his sharp gaze, and said calmly, "Isn't this your long-cherished wish?"

"No, no, no, I didn't expect to be fished out, and there was a dead slug beside me."

"Huh?" Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai in disbelief.

This dead mackerel actually thought that he would go to hell with him!

Dream it!

Although he knew that this was probably done by Osamu Dazai at will, but he still wanted to yell at Osamu Dazai again: Impossible!

Even if he fails and dies, he will still be able to leave later than Osamu Dazai.

After saying this sentence, both of them fell silent for a while, having nothing to say.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head to look at the sea.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the table with his head turned to the other side, bored.

A subordinate in a black suit came over and saluted Zhongya Zhongya.Signaled that it was time to leave.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at his subordinates, but said nothing.He stood up, put on black combat gloves, put on a long suit jacket, turned around and strode away.

After walking a few steps, he paused, turned sideways and said coldly to the people who were still there: "Dazai, if we meet again next time, I won't be lenient."

Osamu Dazai chuckled, waved his hand, and laughed jokingly, "Little slug with an extremely small brain, do you think I will obediently wait for you to catch me?"

"It's not certain." Zhong Yuanzhong also turned and left with a cold light in his cobalt blue eyes.

But before he took a few steps, he heard the joyful waves behind him, "Chuya, if you lock me up, aren't you afraid that I will give Mr. Mori a surprise gift package after I escape?"

"Is the mark on Mr. Mori's face still not removed? I have to say, chuya, your marker pen is of very good quality~ If possible, after I'm caught, please chuya, you must carry another pen with you so that I can show my superb skills." Painting skills!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head and pressed the brim of his hat, so that people could not see his expression clearly at this time.

He didn't want to lose his composure in front of his subordinates.

"Chuya, don't forget~" the damn Dazai Osamu was still shouting excitedly from behind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his temples, tried his best to press the protruding veins, and exhaled deeply, no, no, I can't help it.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered.

Turning around sharply, the long suit jacket drew an arc in the air.He clenched his right hand into a fist, came in front of Osamu Dazai within a few steps, and punched him in the face.

Osamu Dazai had expected that the little dwarf would lose his composure and was about to hit him, so he easily dodged by turning sideways.

Raising his hand to accurately catch another punch from Howling, he finally got a little serious.

Under the bandage, her mandarin eyes shone brightly in the darkness.

"Chuya, see you next time."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared blankly at his serious look, his eyes were empty.

He let go of his fist, straightened his clothes, and walked straight to his companion not far away.

There was only a barely audible "hmm" in the wind.

Soon, a group of people in black suits left in a mighty manner, and the beach became quite empty in an instant.

Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, watching the figures of the group of people gradually fade away.

He took out his mobile phone, pressed the number, and was quickly connected.

"Dun Jun, is everything going well with you?"

Atsushi Nakajima's voice came over the phone: "Mr. Dazai, everything is fine here. The singing has stopped for a while, and now the affected people on my side have recovered, and there is nothing serious."

Osamu Dazai's tone was up and down, and he continued happily: "That's great. Atsushi-kun and Tanizaki-kun have worked hard over there."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and hung up the phone, his eyes were calm, without the slightest joy.

After being affected by singing, can everyone return to normal in such a short period of time?

He observed the staff who were still packing up the utensils on the beach, his eyes condensed.

There might be a bunch of shit going on in the middle.

Moreover, he raised his hand and stopped in front of his chest.The heart inside was also affected by the singing.

He frowned thoughtfully.

Singing is not a supernatural power.

Like Enkidu's chains, it's not a power.

He raised the corners of his lips and rolled his eyes.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai slapped his head and said, I don't know what happened to Xiaoen and the others, why don't you ask?

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone again and pressed the number, but no one answered the call.

Well, I guess it's not over yet.

Just wait a little longer.

He wandered around and walked around all the staff who were still working, observing the dense information on the screen.

After a long time, I received a call from Kunikida-kun, informing him that he can retreat now.

"Oh." Osamu Dazai simply hung up the phone again.

I can finally call it a day~

Really long working hours today.

I haven't been this tired for a long time.

It's time to get back to playing games.

Osamu Dazai, who didn't feel that there was any problem with his logical chain, walked briskly towards his apartment.

"Huh?" The phone rang.

"So it's Xiao En's." It seems that they are all right.

Osamu Dazai cleared his throat and was about to speak when Enkidu's elegant and gentle voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Dazai, we are fine now. There is no security crisis. But I'm sorry, we are in a complicated mood right now, forgive me for hanging up your call first."

After that, there was silence over there, and the phone had been hung up.

Osamu Dazai thought this was amazing.He just hung up on Dun-kun, and then on Kunikida-kun, and soon he was hung up by Xiaoen again. Could this be a cycle of cause and effect?