put on my white vest

Yokohama, Armed Detective Agency.

"Master Ranpo wants oatmeal cookies!!"

A black-haired young man in a brown cloak holding a wave soda in his hand was full of bullets/holes and complained loudly on the desk: "New taste! It's been a long time since I waited for it to be sold in Yokohama!!"

Kunikida quickly recorded in his notebook: "That's why I hate the attack. The plan was completely disrupted. Investigation, detection, and case detection... In addition to the delayed schedule, I don't know about the repairs and wall renewal of the office. How much will it cost again!"

Kenji Miyazawa jumped into the air to catch the falling gun, and Yosano Akiko took the opportunity to send the Mafia to the west with high heels. Their movements were crisp and full of sass.

But looking away, compared with the energetic crowd, the interior decoration of the Armed Detective Agency is completely bleak after the disaster.

The glass was all shattered and fell, the edges of the documents were burnt with black carbon marks, the ceiling vents were hanging down pitifully, and there were broken plastic panels beside them.There are still traces of bullets on the desks and chairs, and all the people lying on the ground are members of the port mafia 'Black Lizard'.

Da da da da!

There was a sound of trampling in the dark corridor, and the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the door. Atsushi Nakajima, out of breath, swooped and slid in front of Kunikida with all fours on the ground.

"Hoo hoo you guys... everyone... hoo... are you all right!!!"

The young man's hoarse and flustered voice came, he suddenly raised his head, and what caught his eyes was the leisurely expressions of the seniors.

She clapped the dust off her hands with Yosano Akiko, put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly, "How can it be all right?! This time, if a neighbor comes to complain, it will be Kunikida-kun's turn to prepare an apology gift!"

Kunikida, who was mentioned, sighed with sweat: "In the end...it turned into the 'worst' situation."

Worst case scenario...?

"Eh?!!"

Atsushi Nakajima was shocked to see the indoor scene. The 'Black Lizard' was helpless in front of this group of people. They all collapsed on the ground and waited for the detective agency to deal with them.

'This is... the worst killing force of the Mafia? ! '

Atsushi Nakajima swallowed, deeply aware that his cognition was probably wrong.

Before he could accept the fact, there were quick but unhurried footsteps outside the door again.

The visitor was wearing a brown coat and a light-colored lining, and he also carried food and the warmth of the mess in the family.Edogawa Ranpo had cheered and went to greet him 30 seconds ago, and as expected, what was handed to him was a bag of still warm baked cookies.

Oda Sakunosuke sent a smiling face excitedly, then scratched his head and looked at Nakajima Atsushi and Kunikida.

"Atsushi and the others were attacked this morning. Dazai asked me to bring him back, but on the way I heard gunshots..."

Atsushi Nakajima lost his composure when he heard the sound of the gun, and rushed to the detective agency with a tiger's paw.Without stopping Shiratora, who was fully fired, Odasaku thought it would be over even if he ran over now, so he just stopped by and bought oatmeal cookies.

The red-haired man looked at the gangsters who were sprawling all over the place, and helped the mosquito-eyed Guangjin Liulang to cushion his neck: "Grandpa is also, he is still messing around at an age."

'Even concerned about the health of the enemy...'

This armed detective agency is even more dangerous than Mafia!The white tiger boy finally found out the position of his colleagues in the city's food chain, he shuddered and heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before he put away his touch and joy to join the cleaning army, a sudden change occurred.

There was a third footstep.

The sound of short boots hitting the floor is thick and oppressive, composing a movement of death and blood step by step.

Da, da, da, da——

There was a sudden change, the crisp sound of ring pulls and the cold tone of metal collisions came out, and the gray-black ellipsoid slowly rolled into the messy room, creating a tense atmosphere.

Before the attack came, Oda Sakunosuke shouted loudly: "Close your eyes, flash/bomb!!"

But the uninvited guest seemed to be very good at dealing with the abilities of the foresight, and a cold hissing sound came.Anesthesia gas erupted without warning, and before the second five-second future could be seen, everyone in the detective agency who closed their eyes became targets.

Kunikida Doppo knelt on the ground and coughed, he gritted his teeth and looked up: "Who is it?! Are there any enemies?"

Odasaku sniffed the gas floating in the air, and frowned deeply: "This is the standard weapon of the port mafia. The members of the organization have received antibody training, so it is ineffective against them."

As the red-haired man said so, he stood up without hesitation.Holding the taser/gun in his hands under the trusting eyes of his companions, he walked towards the lime-stained stairway, [seamless] quickly entering the future scene into his mind.

"It's okay." Drowsy Yosano Akiko leisurely comforted Atsushi Nakajima, who was starting to get nervous again: "Although Oda always stays with Dazai, he is not the same as that suicidal maniac, he is a reliable people."

His gums were numb, and he dragged his head and sat on the table who couldn't eat cookies.

At the moment when the flash/bullet fell into the room, his sharp eyes opened briefly, and then he uttered words like 'treat' and 'coffee', sat cross-legged and said slowly: "It will be fine ~"

The two seniors promised one after another, and the white-haired boy, whose mood was like a roller coaster, suppressed his panic and focused on the situation at the door.

The red-haired man was indeed as his colleagues said, with a knight-like posture and unrivaled aura.

He recited the scene he saw with his supernatural ability, and quickly decided on the next battle: the enemy is a master of weapons, from the perspective of attack, he is an adult male, and he has some understanding of the location and personnel in the room.

An experienced murderer, the type who strikes decisively and fiercely.He may be a seasoned killer, and in his eyes, taking out a mission is as easy as eating and drinking.

The portrait profile is getting closer——

Oda Sakunosuke forced himself to calm down, and the uncontrollable expectations and worries tore each other in his heart, making him gradually fall into inexplicable emotions.

The solemnly written manuscript of the novel "Rain" is still placed at home, together with five lively and lovely children and the thriving curry shop downstairs. Lupine changed the address of the store, and after Ango Sakaguchi cleared up his knot, he occasionally met them in the tavern late at night.

However, whenever the drink is served on the table, the mellow and comfortable base wine will make them think of something.

The heart of the cocktail, Gin, Geneva, Gin...

As the eight major spirits in the world, gin has different names in different countries.

But Ango Sakaguchi's former boss, Osamu Dazai's ex-colleague who awkwardly called his friend, Oda Sakunosuke's partner in missions and a meaningful friend, all thoughts point to the same person.

—— Kurosawa formation.

Kurosawa Jin and his □M□□.

In the foreseeable future, the man raised his left hand and walked up the stairs, and the familiar weapon/gun appeared in the picture.Amidst his disordered breathing, Oda Saku paused, and after a long pause, he raised his head in disbelief.

The red-haired man gripped the railing and stepped forward quickly.

In an instant, the familiar black clothes and silver hair crashed into his retina.

"Gin..."

Odasaku murmured, blinking hard.

He and Dazai were not allowed to have too much communication with the outside world during the time when the Supernatural Secret Service Section was washing their resumes.It wasn't until he joined the Armed Detective Agency two years ago that he was able to piece together the status quo of his friend from the gossip in Yokohama.

'do you know?The Hong Kong/Black Silver Bullets haven't been around for a long time! '

'I heard about it!Is it because of friction that he was exiled overseas, it is embarrassing! '

'If it's because of their internal filth, will news of this guy die at some point - that would be great, the Mafia/Party are fucking dudes anyway. '

Odasaku can clearly remember how he felt at that time.Guilt, worry, urgency, anger...

I still remember that day, Osamu Dazai's eyes were dark.

The black-haired boy wrapped in bandages in the past has gradually transformed into a more restrained and deep adult.He called Ango Sakaguchi with a sullen face, and easily got the news that the polite civil servant said with a pursed mouth, "it's just a routine intelligence collection".

"I can't even find out more from the Supernatural Secret Service Division... At least it can show that guy's security level, which is one of the best in the port mafia." Facing the extremely scarce information, Osamu Dazai could only Can helplessly smile.

The red-haired man smelled the faintly familiar smell of coffee on the paper, and the corners of the neat words were always inscribed, reminding him of the past.

"Indeed, if even Ango can't find more..."

Osamu Dazai snorted twice in noncommittal.Pressing the excess emotions in my heart, I tried to speculate on the bloody wind that Gin experienced in the distance.

The conclusion is that nothing is known and nothing can be interfered.Except for the occasional European-style church or the crisp corpses by the riverside of the bell tower, the outside world has no way of knowing the living conditions of the 'Silver Bullet'.

Finally, the black-haired young man put his legs up on the desk: "Anyway... he is of great value to Mori Ogai."

"If it's that guy, he won't live too badly after thinking about it."

"makes sense,"

Oda Sakunosuke subconsciously picked up the manuscript of the novel that had always been placed in the bookcase, flashed through his mind the reminder letters that were often sent across the ocean at that time, and put on a faint smile again.

Neither the distance across mountains and seas, nor the length of time you know can be an obstacle to the transmission of friendship.

"must--"

"See you later."

The vistas of that day were still vivid.Finally, today.

Four years after being separated in the sea of ​​fire, the two sides who changed their positions met their eyes across the stairs.

JILOISES cigarettes, Porsche 356A, pure black top hat and windbreaker... It's like the first time I saw it seven years ago.

Seeing Odasaku begin to lose consciousness, the silver-haired killer was not surprised.

He raised his eyebrows at the red-haired man on the stairs, and his tone remained the same indifferent: "The people from the black lizard will leave the door when they are exhausted, and they will go back by themselves."

Then, a suitcase was thrown.

Oda Sakunosuke hugged the suitcase directly, turned the weight and found that it was—money?

But Hong Kong/Black never compensates for damaged public facilities, and Gin himself has no such habit, so this is...

"trade."

Gin tucked the dick back into his waist and put one hand on the railing.He exhaled lingering smoke and signaled his female subordinate Ada Watanabe behind him to deal with the safe on the red-haired man's desk.

Without the consciousness of destroying the office environment, the silver-haired mafia snorted softly: "I will take away all the materials related to 'Silver Bullet' in the past four years."

"..."

Odasaku didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this guy - even the degree of awkwardness was exactly the same as it was four years ago!

Ango Sakaguchi is as busy as he was back then, so the intelligence update of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is actually far less efficient than that of the underworld.

Although the salary level of the employees of the Armed Detective Agency can be ranked in the upper reaches, the red-haired man has adopted five children, and at the same time, he often finds information dealers to inquire about the news of the silver-haired killer.

Oda Sakunosuke did not reject his friend's kindness, but said gently: "I will tell the children that it is a gift from the silver-haired brother."

......elder brother?

Qin Jiu, who secretly felt that the address was wrong, glanced at him, then turned and left ruthlessly: "Whatever you want."

The silver-haired killer walked to the side of the Porsche with his pockets in his pockets, and he was silent for a second after taking out the keys.

A dark-haired young man in a beige overcoat blatantly fell into the gap between the front and rear wheels of the Porsche, and rushed towards the driver's seat with his dead fish-eyed head turned, in a scene of both collision and suicide.

Osamu Dazai was holding the "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand, and he was muttering: "Oh, being run over by a car to death - a very decisive way to die!"

Gin moved his gaze down. The Suicide Maniac was wearing a woolen coat today. There was a thin piece of fluff caught between the axle and the rubber during the process of crawling into the bottom of the car. The curled wool made the entire chassis messy... ...

This is the Porsche 356A.

This is the car where the gin is shipped, and it is turned into an exclusive car on the Internet.

"Then I'll give you a ride, Dazai."

Pulling away the ferocious smile restricted by the winery, the silver-haired man stepped on the accelerator resolutely, and drove away while Osamu Dazai was dodging screams under the car.

Patting the dust, Dazai stood up and deliberately shook Gin's subordinate Watanabe.

The woman in glasses with long coffee-colored hair neatly coiled had sharp eyes. She didn't care that her boss left first, but she was full of repulsion to the betrayer who provoked Lord Gin.

Loyal dog and rabid dog, strong clerical ability, serious and rigorous, little gin and wine fan...

The black-haired young man with superintelligence quickly put such a label on Aida Watanabe, and at the same time raised his hand to stay away from the other party's unkind eyes.

After 3 minutes, watching Ada Watanabe leaving with the documents, Osamu Dazai smiled sinisterly as if he had succeeded in his plot. "Heh heh heh~ Mister 'Silver Bullet' - I just accept your privacy!"

Holding the mobile phone from Aida Watanabe's pocket, the former cadre expertly broke through the open port/black system, and a series of numbers were recorded in the address book.

Those information can't be sold simply, they have to be blackmailed.

Then,

Start with Lupine's Dishwashing Soap and Cocktail.