As a coser, I am revising the script every day

Verlaine rejected the answer given to Dazai.

Osamu Dazai didn't force him either, he shrugged his shoulders and left the basement. Although Verlaine didn't give him a completely sure answer, he verified his guess.

About how to seal the energy body that Huangba vomited in Zhongye's body?Sitting in the chief's office, Osamu Dazai unconsciously turned the pen in his hand, feeling that it was a little tricky. He had never thought of such a thing before.

With a bang, the door to the chief's office was opened. Osamu Dazai looked up and saw Chuya Nakahara, who was drowsy. He didn't say hello to Osamu Dazai, and just lazily fell asleep on the sofa. .

I slept soundly.

Osamu Dazai stopped the pen in his hand, he looked at Nakahara Nakaya for a while with his chin resting, and then was dazed for a while, the moonlight outside the window fell softly on Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and wrote two words on the notebook.

Deviate.

·

The Port Mafia is busy, especially overseas.

After dealing with the affairs in Yokohama, Nakahara Nakaya was sent by Dazai Osamu to go to the overseas branch. When he left, Nakahara Nakaya carried a very small suitcase very chicly, and Dazai Osamu sent him to the airport.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said: "I found a lot of guards for you before I left. You have to use them after I leave, otherwise you won't know when you were assassinated."

"I know, I know." Osamu Dazai nodded perfunctorily, "Chuya, hurry up, or you won't be able to catch the plane."

"Okay." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, he has never been a procrastinator, and he will not miss anything after he has explained clearly what should be explained.

Osamu Dazai looked at the back of Nakahara Nakaya who was fading away, with a faint smile on his lips, turned around and walked out of the airport with his pockets in his pockets, Nakajima Atsushi followed behind him like a shadow .

Osamu Dazai asked Atsushi Nakajima: "Has the itinerary for today been arranged?"

Atsushi Nakajima flipped through the notepad in his hand and said, "It has been arranged. In the afternoon, there will be a meeting with the multinational group, and there will be a promised charity party at eight o'clock in the evening."

Osamu Dazai nodded, he passed through the crowded airport, and under the protection of Atsushi Nakajima, he got into an extended Lincoln not far away.

Atsushi Nakajima, as the No. [-] guard Nakahara Chuya found for Osamu Dazai, followed closely beside Osamu Dazai, observing the surrounding environment vigilantly, not daring to relax for a moment.

Osamu Dazai sat on the sidelines and read the report for a while. He seemed to feel Atsushi Nakajima's emotions. He lowered his head and said casually, "There is no need to be so nervous."

He spoke very easily, with a clear tone, as if this was nothing at all. Dazai Osamu Nakajima couldn't help but gradually relax. There is no other reason, Dazai Osamu's tone is too secure. .

It's just that the vehicle had only been driving for a while, and there was a burst of gunshots.

Atsushi Nakajima watched helplessly as the bullet grazed the glass beside him, making a hole in the ground.

He was so nervous that he wanted to turn his head and get out of the car, he kept looking behind him and said, "Mr. Dazai, it seems that we have met..."

Atsushi Nakajima's voice couldn't help but get stuck in his throat when he saw the scene behind him.

Behind their vehicle, there were indeed several suspicious vehicles following them, but before he turned his head, he was stopped in place.

The car that stopped them blocked in front of them, and then several burly men in black suits stepped down one after another, blocking them domineeringly. Atsushi Nakajima turned his head slowly, He muttered incredulously: "Then... is that someone from our port mafia?"

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, Atsushi Nakajima obediently turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai's cheek.

I only saw Osamu Dazai's beautiful face exposed to the sun, with his head down, his slender and warm fingers resting on the title page of the report. A powerful aura: "Dun Jun."

Osamu Dazai said softly: "This is not an enemy you need to deal with."

"The enemy you want to deal with is there."

Atsushi Nakajima looked at Osamu Dazai in a little surprise, but found that Osamu Dazai had raised his head at this time, facing the big mirror in front, Atsushi Nakajima raised his head following his line of sight.

Not far away, I saw a person with supernatural powers.

·

After Nakahara left, Osamu Dazai was assassinated more and more frequently.

Firstly, because the famous hound who had been deterring the port mafia had finally left, in the eyes of those who cared, the deterrent power of the port mafia seemed to be halved in an instant.

In addition, the frequency of Osamu Dazai's attendance at banquets has steadily increased. Dazai Osamu, who used to be dismissive of auctions, charity parties, and even gatherings of the Yokohama Upper Chamber of Commerce, began to attend banquets frequently, and gave a very strong information.

Almost everyone knows that Osamu Dazai, the head of the port mafia, pays high prices and collects all kinds of rare gems.

People with a heart take gems to test the bottom line of the port mafia, but find that this is not empty talk, as long as the gems that the port mafia likes, no matter how strange, will be bought at a high price.

The most famous one among them is a colorful stone. He is not even considered a gemstone. The person holding it is just trying his luck at the port mafia. Who knew it was sold for a sky-high price of [-] million.

This not only proved the financial power of the port mafia, but also made countless people who wanted to reach the sky in one step more driven to import gems to the port mafia.

It was another peaceful night, and Atsushi Nakajima held the invitation letter for tonight's banquet, waiting outside the chief's office, waiting for Osamu Dazai to come out.

He stood with his hands behind his back, but it had only been three months, and all the innocence on his face that belonged to children disappeared, leaving only a vague sense of indifference.

Wearing white clothes all the year round, the hem of the clothes was stained with blood. Passers-by saw the legendary white-clothed god of death, all of them lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Nakajima Atsushi's face, and walked quickly.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't care too much, he just waited for Osamu Dazai to come out, then handed the invitation in his hand to Osamu Dazai, and said respectfully: "He specially invited you to come over, saying that there is a new arrival tonight gem."

Osamu Dazai took a look at the invitation and said, "Does Atsushi think I should go?"

"It shouldn't be," said Atsushi Nakajima.

Osamu Dazai did not comment on his words. Atsushi Nakajima knew that this was what Dazai Osamu wanted him to say. He said: "He invited almost all the high-class ladies who could be invited to this banquet. It's not a small banquet, and it's impossible to just invite you to appreciate gems, there should be more important things, but he didn't mention it."

Osamu Dazai smiled: "You followed me, you didn't learn anything else, but you can analyze these things quickly."

Atsushi Nakajima, who could have said it with a straight face and a serious face, lowered his head a little embarrassed when he heard this sentence. The white-clothed god of death, who was famous outside, was still the same when he laughed in front of Osamu Dazai. The child whose ears are slightly red, he whispered: "...It's not considered a very good study."

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, his kite-colored eyes reflected the boundary line that was gradually breaking apart in the sky, and the moonlight fell on Atsushi Nakajima exactly the same for ten years, his determination to never give up.

Back then, Osamu Dazai passed by the orphanage because of an accident.

The rain was so heavy that it seemed that Osamu Dazai must be trapped in that place somewhere, and then Osamu Dazai was attracted to see Atsushi Nakajima who was kneeling in the rain at that time, Atsushi Nakajima at that time , as it is now.

Even though he was in the dark, there was still a shyness in Dazai's eyes that he couldn't see through. In the violent rainstorm, he was so small, but he was so eye-catching. Out of curiosity, Dazai sent Give him an umbrella.

Now, Osamu Dazai finally understood why he met Atsushi Nakajima in that rain that day.

The protagonist favored by the world line, Dazai Osamu slowly raised the corners of his lips, and he said, "Come to that banquet with me, Atsushi-kun."

It wasn't too late for Osamu Dazai to go.

When they arrived, Rulong's motorcade had packed up the street in front of the villa, piled up to the brim.

The host of the banquet personally welcomed Osamu Dazai in at the door. The lights in the banquet were bright and the skirts were falling. Osamu Dazai was quickly surrounded by the crowd because of his outstanding appearance. Dozens of people were very elegantly dressed. The lady leaned beside Osamu Dazai, wanting to talk to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai talked with people one by one with an elegant smile on his face. Even if he was talking to dozens of people, he couldn't miss his etiquette, and he was extraordinarily smooth in it.

When the banquet started, the host of the banquet led everyone to watch the diluted treasures he had collected.

Dazai Osamu was the leader who was invited by the host of the banquet. He smiled at the host of the banquet and greeted him softly.

A group of people walked through the corridor covered with scarlet carpet.

The host of the banquet pushed open the door of the exhibition room, walked to one of the exhibits covered with a red hijab, lifted it proudly, and the dust-free moonlight illuminated the raised dust.

A bullet pierced through the air.

When Osamu Dazai saw the clear emerald half as tall as a person in front of him, he pierced through the emerald, and the dark green jade shattered into pieces, the chip fell on the carpet, and the bullet pierced Dazai's chest cavity.

Like a flower of blood blooming beautifully on the chest of Osamu Dazai's white suit.

·

Mizue Yi, who had been watching Dazai Osamu by the side like a spectator, suddenly shrank his pupils.

He turned his head to look at the system and said, "System, could it be that we saw the wrong memory in the memory of Chuya Zhongyuan?"

He was obviously in Chuya Nakahara's memory, but he just saw that Osamu Dazai's left arm was injured.

The system didn't speak, and the system looked forward in a daze.

Shui Jiangyi followed the line of sight of the system, and Osamu Dazai, who was shot and fell, smiled softly at Shui Jiangyi, who did not exist in that time and space.

His pale cheeks set off the mystery of those iris-colored eyes more and more.

Dazai Osamu's lips fluttered slightly, and Shui Jiangyi's heart suddenly trembled when he recognized what he was talking about.

Because Osamu Dazai was talking to him.

"Caught by me, traveler from different time and space."

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