put on my white vest

Not knowing that they had been issued a good person card, the conscientious cadres walked out of the building and prepared to return to the headquarters building.

There are still several hours before the normal end of get off work. For the sake of the life and health of his subordinates, it is better for him not to let Sakaguchi face the documents alone.

As soon as the engine of the Porsche 356A started, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the co-pilot lighted up, and the loudspeaker issued a ringing reminder. This ringing sound is only available on departmental landlines.

Lian Hechuan touched his forehead, he knew who was looking for him again.

"Ah ah ah ah Gin-sama, I'm sorry for your inconvenience!"

"This is my life-threatening request, please help us find—"

"Where did Dazai-san go again?!"

A trembling plea with a crying voice came out of the microphone, this month alone was the second request to drag his life.

But we can't blame these helpless subordinates.

In the final analysis, it was the fault of Dazai Osamu, the suicidal maniac who disappeared everywhere. If the subordinates couldn't find anyone, they could only ask Gin with a small map for help.

But how dare a few ordinary subordinates keep coming to bother the cadres, and that guy Dazai Osamu was behind it.

I said something without authorization: 'If you can't find me, go to Gin for help, he will agree'... and so on.

The small map of the system can only see a circle with a radius of 1.1km. Converted to another unit, it is [-] yards—Gin Jiu’s ultimate sniper range—it is definitely not enough to find Osamu Dazai in the entire Yokohama .

But the most irritating thing is...

Every time I open the mini-map, I can always see Dazai Osamu’s half-green and not gray dots repeatedly jumping across the border of the map. I don’t know if he deliberately ran here to commit suicide and make trouble for him.

After all, the scope of the map is no secret among high-level and quasi-high-level people.

So Lian Hechuan glanced at the small map... Huh?This time the location is at...

--Directly above? ! !

Exiting the car door and looking up, there is a shaky black figure hanging on the trunk of a street tree more than five meters high.

This is a less successful hanging/hanging, as the lock snaps off quickly, and falling to the ground from a distance of five meters usually does not kill you except for pain...

'No, not five meters. '——The silver-haired cadre looked gloomy.

The height of the roof is 1.5 meters. If he didn't realize it, this guy... definitely wanted to smash his car.

Resolutely got into the car, kicked the accelerator and rushed out ten meters away, and then shot the slack rope with a backhand.

The killer, who was in a good mood, watched the black-clothed boy fall to the ground with a slap, and even thumped a few times in a very disfigured way.

Gao Leng's gin laughed out of face.

"...Master Gin? Are you listening, Master Gin?"

Oh, I almost forgot the phone was still on.

A lighter tone than usual came into the phone microphone: "Don't worry about it, leave it to me."

beep --

The call is terminated.

Leaving aside the bewildered expressions of the subordinates on the other side of the phone, Gin on this side stepped forward and looked at Osamu Dazai who was laying on the ground pretending to complain, with his arms crossed.

"Shouldn't you thank me for saving you, Dazai?"

"It's too much, I'm already optimistic about the posture of hanging/hanging, Gin."

"Need me to give you a ride?"

"Let's forget it. It's too common to die from being pierced through the heart by a quilt/bullet. It's not the way I want to die."

The model worker was too lazy to continue talking to him, and there were still a lot of paperwork waiting for him to handle in person, so Qin Jiu ignored Dazai Osamu who was sitting on the ground worrying about the way to die, and directly pulled out a gun to persuade him physically.

"To work or to die, choose."

"Work thanks."

It took Osamu Dazai only a second to put on a straight sitting posture. Although gin won't really kill him, but this person's level of pure physical arts is no worse than Nakahara Chuya...that is to say , hang him.

And the gin is not as good as the Chinese, and Dazai failed to skip work, sitting in the back seat of the Porsche and feeling unhappy.

"Ahhh, work, work, so much work, and partnering with slugs, it's so annoying."

"Why does Mr. Gin work so hard to help Mrs.? Such a life is boring, isn't it?"

"Having said that, is there really a reason to live...to live?"

The passengers in the back seat have become the source of negative energy for walking, and even Tsurukawa doesn't think he is a person with positive energy...so how should he answer the call?

By the way, Dazai, why are you telling me this!Will my uncle Gin look like someone who is a bosom sister? ?

Shivering with fright at the women's clothing gin that he imagined, Lian Hechuan hurriedly threw this terrifying imagination out of his mind.

However, regarding this issue, the contractor Lian Hechuan, who is eager to use Mr. System's ability to revive, may have a say.

He also didn't quite agree with Osamu Dazai's suicide, so he was silent for a while, but still answered seriously: "Yes."

"Human instinct, the reason to live is not to want to die."

It's not for anyone or anything, it's just that I don't want to die.

It doesn't need meaning, it doesn't need to be too beautiful, as long as it can still touch the temperature of the sun, that's what Lian Hechuan wants... Meaning, as long as you are alive, you won't lack it.

"Don't want to die...?"

"The cunning answer is Gin."

"Where did you find this reason?"

The bandage-wrapped black-haired boy looks very confused. For Dazai Osamu, black or white, things beyond his expectations will never happen, so this world seems too boring, isn't it?

The car stopped at the gate of the □□ building, and the afternoon sunlight was blocked by the car windows with anti-spy film, which brought out the floating dust particles in the car but could not break through the barrier.

Lian Hechuan didn't continue to answer. After parking the car, he opened the door and walked towards the elevator leading to the office.

Dazai followed behind him and didn't continue to ask.But he already knew in his heart that the person who can come up with the simple answer of 'do not want to die' must be because of...

Did you not want to die after dying once?What a cunning answer from a lucky fellow.

**

As soon as you enter the Hong Kong/Black Building, you can hear the Hong Kong/Black Diva... Ah, it's not the roar of Mr. Nakahara Chuya from far to near.

"Dazai!!"

"You bastard left the job to me again, didn't you!!!"

Then the Hong Kong/Black employees witnessed the usual scene of partner break-in without any disturbance, although it was basically Osamu Dazai who provoked Nakahara Chuya unilaterally, and then was beaten up.

Lighted a JILOISES with a lighter and stood watching the show, Lian Hechuan said he liked it.

To ensure that the mackerel with staring eyes would not skip work again, Chuya Nakahara had the time to say hello to his colleagues on the side: "Hey Gin, thank you for sending me the blueprint of the device last time."

With that device, his car wear rate is greatly reduced, and there is even a chance to capture Osamu Dazai who was paralyzed by electric shocks in the garage, which is very pleasant.

"Ah, good afternoon, Chuya,"

Slowly exhaling smoke, the silver-haired killer reminded: "This guy will attack the car in another way recently, be careful."

If Osamu Dazai hadn't been brought down from the tree by a disrespectful gin aimed at the cadre, the roof of his Porsche 356A would have suffered.

"yes......"

"Then I have to beat you up in advance so that you don't have time to hurt someone else's car! Bastard Dazai!!"

"Rejected! I obviously haven't done anything to the little slug's car, and beating someone in advance is too much, there is no doubt about it! There is no doubt about it!

And Chuya is obviously my dog, isn't it normal for the owner to use the dog's belongings? "

"What?! Who's your dog, bastard mackerel?!"

"Whoever answers me is the one, you little black dwarf."

Over there, the tragic diamond grinding scene of Shuanghei is still going on.

These two people have already won the crowds of countless people coming in and out of the Hong Kong/Black Gate, but they are still entangled there as if no one else is there. They even forgot to go to the partner to do the task at the beginning...

Lian Hechuan: ...What is this, a show of affection?

Seeing that the subordinates were all anxious but did not dare to speak, the silver-haired cadre with the highest position among the personnel present had no choice but to step forward to be the villain who beat the mandarin duck (?).

"The relationship is really good, you two, the decision of the boss to let you be partners is indeed correct." The indifferent man with a cigarette in his mouth said lightly.

'Master Gin! !Are you sure you're here to break a fight and not fight? ! ! '

——This is the heartfelt voice of a certain onlooker subordinate who is frantic.

"Who has a good relationship with mackerel?!"

"Who has a good relationship with the little dwarf?!"

...Isn't this a tacit understanding?

"The leader has arranged a lot of tasks for you. The situation is not peaceful recently."

"what."

Nakahara, who also has the attributes of a model worker, also realized that he shouldn't spend time entangled with that bastard who skipped work, so he patted the corner of his clothes, and simply dragged Dazai's collar and went out to work.

Osamu Dazai: ...I don't fit in among the workaholics.

The hall finally calmed down, and the ordinary members breathed a sigh of relief and continued to do their own things.

Lian Hechuan glanced at the time...five twenty.

He prefers to finish the work in one go, so after ordering this, it is still... let's go to dinner first.

The Port Mafia has a cafeteria, and the taste of the cafeteria is pretty good, at least better than the stall where Lian Hechuan's hands were shaking when he was in college.

Ah, speaking of which, the first time he ate the shell of a handsome Two-dimensional white-haired guy, he still felt very disillusioned.

It's just...it turns out that male gods also need to eat...something.

Later, I learned that not only eating, but X, XX, and XXX are as normal as normal humans... Gin's smooth-looking hair can also get knotted.

real world.

Gin wine and even Tsurukawa had nothing to eat, so he quickly finished his dinner and returned to the office area.

The atmosphere in the assassination department was a little dignified at this time. Ango Sakaguchi got unexpected news and came to report in a hurry with something.

"Master Gin, there is a call from the leader."