put on my white vest

Japan, Yokohama.

Junichiro Tanizaki is walking on the busy streets of Yokohama with his younger sister Naomi and newcomer Atsushi Nakajima, led by the blond Miss Higuchi, who is the client of this incident.

According to her, a group of smugglers was operating behind her company building, seriously disrupting daily life.Therefore, it is necessary to follow up and investigate to obtain evidence, and then report to the military and police.

Kunikida took this commission as Atsushi Nakajima's first job after joining the company. Based on Tanizaki's past experience, this difficulty is indeed appropriate.

Also walking on the sunny street, Atsushi Nakajima was not in such a relaxed mood.

Before he left the house, he was given a picture of a black/fisted gangster with a gloomy expression on it, which Kuniki Taguchi said was a "dangerous person who I don't want to fight with".

The white-haired boy has never expressed confidence in his luck, and now he can only secretly hope that he will never really meet this guy.

Backfired.

Ms. Higuchi, who was originally a white-collar worker in the workplace, immediately took out her submachine gun after walking into the dark alley. The rattling sound of the gun reverberated in the narrow alley. The man who came around the corner in seconds...

"It turned out to be that Akutagawa...?!"

'Don't meet this person, run away immediately' - Kunikida's words were still echoing in his mind, Nakajima Atsushi, who was trembling and wide-eyed, knelt on the ground, so stiff that he was at a loss.

With his hands in his pockets, Akutagawa said calmly, "Are you offering a reward of 70 billion 'Human Tiger'?"

"Our target is only you, and the companion next to you is implicated by you."

"I hurt everyone because of me..."

"Exactly, as long as you live, you will make the people around you suffer."

In just a few words, Atsushi Nakajima's unsightly childhood memories were brought back again.Looking at the opponent who was kneeling on the ground at a loss, Akutagawa Ryunosuke did not hesitate any longer: "Supernatural power - [Rashomon]!"

The black and red beasts slashed across the ground, leaving traces of splitting and melting.The arc-shaped lightning dissipated in the white eyes, and the supernatural ability with both speed and destructive power was about to eat the enemy's limbs.

In the next instant, the ferocious white tiger rushed out!

Atsushi Nakajima gritted his teeth and made a decision. He must protect the Tanizaki brothers and sisters.The blue-glowing white tiger swiftly avoided Rashomon, roaring and slamming Akutagawa hard into the wall.

"Extraordinary ability - [Moonbeast]!!"

Between blood and wounds, gravel and gunpowder smoke, the indissoluble bond between the new generation of Shuanghei was thus formed.

Akutagawa covered the corner of his mouth and coughed a few times. A protracted war would be absolutely unfavorable to him. His pale brows were stained with murderous intent: "It was originally intended to be captured alive, but now we can only—"

"Okay, that's it!!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's heart trembled, the too deep voice interrupted his movements, and when he turned his head, the person who came was indeed...

Osamu Dazai, 【Disqualification in the World】.

Light green rays of light and tracks made of words appeared out of thin air, dispelling the attacks of the white tiger and the shadow beast.Dazai placed a bug in Higuchi's pocket, and heard everyone's conversation clearly.

Dazai, who was full of leisure, squatted down with his back facing the ferocious mafias, dragged his jaw and said in a drawn-out tone: "Get up, Atsu-kun~ Otherwise, I will call Odasaku to carry you back!"

Mr. Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda......

There was a slight pause in Akutagawa's movements.After thinking for a moment, he stopped Higuchi's gun/weapon, sneered a few times and began to speak harshly: "Mr. Dazai, we will retreat first this time."

"But our port mafia will definitely accept people and tigers."

After all, the chaser turned and left.But before Akutagawa completely disappeared from sight, the black-haired young man stopped him abruptly.

"and many more."

Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on the floor, slightly turned his head to look behind him: "For the reward of 70 billion?"

"Yes."

The black-haired young man in a beige windbreaker stood up from the floor, casually shaking off the dust on the hem of his clothes. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and his lowered eyelids expressed complicated emotions.

"Four years, hasn't that guy earned enough 70 billion for you?"

That guy - the silver bullet Gin.

Since four years ago, it has been non-stop brokering countless overseas transactions for the organization, talents, bases, laboratories, ports, aircraft, freight teams... Money and fame are pouring into the port mafia/hand gang like a snowball.

This is indeed a huge credit, but the leader Mori Ogai seems to use this to make Japan a vacuum that Gin cannot step into.Like capable ministers exiled by the monarch, only a few people know the reasons for everything.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was silent for a while.

As a latecomer who once watched the backs of those people, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is not very clear about all the stories.

But he looked at Osamu Dazai's gloomy expression, and in the end, under Higuchi's surprised eyes, he unreservedly told the former Hong Kong/black cadre the news that was spreading rapidly.

"......He is back."

"today."

four hours ago.

Eight o'clock in the morning, Tokyo Haneda International Airport.

Facing the scorching sun, the airport staff did not dare to breathe, and stood nervously on both sides of the runway.

As soon as the steps of the private jet were lowered, the heavily armed mafia took over the order of the scene.Their weapons are hidden deep in their coats, and their refined appearance looks like ordinary office workers.

Soon, that person appeared.

Black clothes, silver hair, indifferent expression.

Gin is the same as when he left four years ago. There are countless deadly weapons hidden under the windbreaker, and the hand in the pocket can draw out the weapon/gun as quickly as possible at any time.He lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled the nicotine with the smell of rust and sulfur, feeling the familiar city.

After returning to Japan, he started working immediately. After living overseas for four years, he needed to adapt to the language, time difference, and way of doing things.

But a qualified killer has long learned to use one second as two seconds.

Putting out the cigarette butt, he walked straight to the pure black car, and took over the important documents that needed to be handed over as he walked: "How is our cooperation with Mitsui going?"

The subordinate, Ms. Watanabe, pushed her glasses: "The internal friction among their senior management is quite serious. The brothers and sisters are arguing endlessly over the father's inheritance rights. The positions of the younger sister and the old Mitsui are currently biased toward us."

"This cooperation is very important, you should follow up more."

"Yes."

Watanabe immediately wrote it down in the memorandum, and then reported urgent matters: "The container bound for North America was hijacked in the Gulf of Aden, and the Yemeni and Somali officials both stated that they had applied for intervention.

"Heh, if we waited for NATO to do something, then our goods would have been sold to the Middle East. Let the security forces go and clean it up."

"Understood. Master Gin, what about our other cruise ships?"

"The Egyptian government should pay attention to its financial problems and try to avoid importing light industrial products from there."

"I see."

......

............

When the voice of the office and the black car disappeared around the corner, the Hong Kong/black staff who had been assigned to do confidential ground handling at the airport weakly asked the senior: "That lord...has it always been like this? "

He searched his brains to find a suitable adjective: "Compared to a killer, he looks more like a formidable entrepreneur."

The senior smiled kindly: "Yes, and it's even stronger than it was four years ago!"

The newcomer asked humbly: "Why? In the organization, isn't there a dedicated investment department?"

"You... it's still too superficial to see things."

The senior shook his head, and when he saw the opportunity, he immediately began to preach to the young man: "You mean, since 'Silver Bullet' Gin is a well-known killer, why hasn't he been on mission for the past two years?"

"Yes......"

The senior smiled mysteriously, recalling in his mind Ogai Mori's smile of ambiguity and satisfaction after he returned every time he went overseas for inspection.

A small employee like him who always deals with big shots depends on his ability to observe words and demeanor.So the senior deliberately paused under the curious eyes of the newcomer, and told the answer to the most promising junior.

"Have you—have you ever seen Chief Mori go out on a mission in person?"

The building of the Port Mafia was rebuilt after the dragon head struggle. Several years later, the five buildings are still standing magnificently at the top of Yokohama.The cars passing by the gate are in a hurry, and there are tens of millions of businesses starting here.

The morning sun shines on the velvet carpet through the floor-to-ceiling windows, low-key but expensive decorations are placed in the spacious chief's office, Mori Ogai cut up strawberry mousse, and elegantly placed it on the blonde girl's plate.

A happy blush rose on Alice's face: "This cake is delicious ~ Rintaro, have another piece!"

"If Alice-chan wants it, how about I buy the cake shop? But in exchange, Alice will wear this outfit this time!"

"Hmm... Lin Taro is really a pervert!!"

"Eh?! Don't be angry, Alice~"

The blond girl was reluctantly wearing a vest and panties, waiting with puffed cheeks for Mori Ogai to help her put on the little dress. ——When Gin Jiu walked into the long-awaited chief's office, he saw such a scene.

He didn't change his face, ignored the little loli who held her head high, and walked directly to Sen Ouwai.

"boss."

There were no pleasantries or sensationalism, and the two people who worked together efficiently at work got right to the point.

Mori Ogai gently helped Alice button up the button, and rubbed the little girl's head: "Since Mimic was wiped out in Yokohama four years ago, it has been a long time since any organization came to challenge our majesty."

"Guild, bell tower attendant, rat of the dead house, the three organizations jointly offered a reward of 70 billion to hunt down [Moon Beast] Atsushi Nakajima...Gin-kun, how do you think this boy got into such a big trouble ?”

The silver-haired cadre said in a deep voice: "Because of the 'book'."

"I met Francis F., the leader of the Guild in Manhattan. His daughter died a few years ago, and his wife had a nervous breakdown. He was looking for a way to revive his daughter in order to repair the family relationship. Our business spies just found out that Francis had Had short-term contact with the demon Fyodor."

"Six years ago, the mastermind Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was taken away by Fyodor in the leading struggle. After that, he briefly returned to the Supernatural Secret Service to 'surrender himself'. After causing heavy losses, he escaped from prison and disappeared. He has disappeared until now. "

"Fyodor used the white unicorn, and his purpose was to 'book'."

After listening to the cadre's answer, Mori Ogai applauded: "As expected of Mr. Gin, I can get this information thanks to your subordinates."

"you flatter me."

The silver-haired cadre looked indifferent.

In the past few years, he personally set up the intelligence lines under Gin Jiu, but he changed hands and planned the troops that could have been concealed into the Hong Kong/Black structure.While Mori Ogai was slightly surprised... finally began to seriously consider something.

The leader who couldn't see through sat back on the chair, held Alice's little hand and sighed

"But... so there really is such a thing as a 'book'! It is said that once its specific information is exposed to more than three people, the world will be in crisis!"

"Is the boss interested in it?"

"You don't need to deliberately pursue it, the water here is already muddy enough."

Their topic quickly shifted from the mysterious 'book' to the future development of Hong Kong/Black.

When the organization has developed to the current stage, a large amount of cash flow cannot lie in the account and grow worms. Necessary investment projects and the style of capitalists with compound interest are compulsory courses.

The rising sun outside the floor-to-ceiling windows hangs from the east to directly above.It wasn't until the more scorching daylight at noon that Alice began to complain about her hunger in silence, and the two who had fallen into work hell broke away from the long conversation.

"Let's do it first, Gin."

Mori Ogai leaned on the back of a comfortable chair and bid farewell to the cadres: "The important documents and plans have been handed over to you, just do what you see."

Gin put away a thick stack of documents, and immediately bowed and left.

"correct!"

Mori Ogai stopped the person who was striding away again: "The black lizard led the men to attack the Armed Detective Agency, it would be bad if it was caught."

"So, Armed Detective Agency—Gin, please make a trip."

"..."

"Yes, I understand."

Looking at the back of the silver-haired cadre leaving, the leader's dark red eyes couldn't see the emotion clearly.He leisurely poured himself a cup of tea, drank lightly and asked, "Alice, what do you think?"

"Rintaro has the answer, doesn't he?"

The blond girl sat in Mori Ogai's arms obediently, put her arms around his neck and said softly, "Although there are some small flaws, ours is better than Kunikida Doppo over there."

"That's right, so let's make a decision."

Mori Ogai is a very suspicious person, but at the same time he is also a person who attaches great importance to the city of Yokohama.

If Gin's achievements and abilities as a subordinate gradually exceed the acceptable range, to be honest, Mori Ogai does not want to repeat the Mimic incident four years ago, because the value of silver-haired cadres is even far higher than before.

Compared to Dazai Osamu's uninteresting swaying between light and darkness, compared to Ozaki Koyo's hatred for the port gang/hand gang, compared to Nakahara Nakahara's overly serious and responsible character...

The fierce killer who was born on the road of blood and never felt guilty for killing one more person, and the gin who was wrapped in darkness and stepped on the corpse and never lost his mind were different after all.

Most importantly, he has enough loyalty.

Mori Ogai will be afraid of Osamu Dazai, but he will not be too wary of Gin.The silver-haired man never overstepped, just like a ferocious beast quietly staying in the shadow under the leader's throne, willingly waiting for the moment to be summoned.

If you don't give it, he won't want it; if you give it, you can catch it perfectly.

So apart from the meaningless hiding of all the birds, the only thing left is to let the silver-haired cadres go one step further on the road to power.

The future of the Port Mafia was easily determined. The black-haired leader looked at the intelligence of the Armed Detective Agency and fell into deep thought as he tapped on the desktop.

"However, Alice... I sometimes think, if the 'Three Moment Concept' is really to be realized—"

"Maybe Gin-kun's small shortcomings can be turned into advantages."