The vest cannot be collapsed

Port Mafia, a violent organization with a leader leading 007 and all 996 employees.

For the [-]st time, Haruki Juyama misses the armed detective agency where he can freely fish and absent from work, and sincerely condemns Osamu Dazai who forced him to stay in the port of Mafia.

But fortunately, the work of the intelligence department is generally relatively easy. Most of his employees are sent out to other organizations to undercover. When there is no intelligence to be integrated and no undercover needs to be adjusted, Jushan Haruki can do it. Happy to be a salted fish.

Generally speaking, he does not need to work overtime.

——So now it is the general situation.

Haruki Jushan yawned, looked at the blood-stained man who was hung up in the room in front of him and several Mafia standing beside him, and yawned long.

"Mr. Jushan." Several mafiosos standing in the room heard the sound of yawning, and raised their heads to look at Jushan Haruki standing at the door.

After Jushan Haruki yawned, there was mist in front of his eyes. After blinking a few times, he saw several Mafias in the room bowing their heads and saying hello. They waved casually, walked into the room and looked around for a week before asking: "Sister Hongye Woolen cloth?"

I don't know if it's because at the end of the month, the major organizations began to rush for performance, or because the leader of the port Mafia annexed a market with complicated forces a few days ago, there are a lot of people who assassinated Osamu Dazai in the past few days.

Since last night, there has been an endless stream of people who have been brushing the port of Mafia. At the beginning, everyone followed the normal process to keep one alive from each batch of assassins. As a result, it didn't take long for the interrogation department to be filled with people waiting for interrogation.

Then they dealt with the assassins of those unimportant small organizations, leaving only some organizations that Mafia, the port, needed to hold the handle and exchange interests.

It didn't take long, and the interrogation department was full again. When it was first designed, I probably didn't expect so many people to come in one day.

Upstairs, there was an endless stream of assassination activities at the leadership level. It was as lively as celebrating the New Year ahead of schedule. The interrogation department downstairs was constantly entering people.Intelligence interrogation is a family. Seeing that the interrogation department is about to be overwhelmed, Koyo Ozaki immediately called Haruki Iyama, who was still fishing in the intelligence department, to help interrogate people.

Needless to say, when I was in the Armed Detective Agency, the members of the Detective Agency who were as famous as Edogawa Ranpo were really easy to use.

With this hanging bug, the entire interrogation work was done with half the effort. Before the interrogate could open his mouth, he even wrote the report, which greatly increased the work efficiency and processing speed of the port Mafia.

This night was a sleepless night for the entire port of Mafia and Yokohama. The assassins were rushing to get their results, the interrogation department was rushing to make progress, and the lights of the supernatural secret service department were on all night.With the light of the sky, the headquarters of Mafia, a port that had been quiet all night, gradually subsided, and everyone who was paying attention to it all the time breathed a sigh of relief.

Jushan Haruki didn't sleep at night, and the speed of sending people down from above finally slowed down visible to the naked eye near dawn, so he went out to touch a circle of fish, but when he came back, he found that Ozaki Momiji, who had been sitting in the interrogation room before, had disappeared.

The man hanging on the wall was probably used by the newcomers of the interrogation department to practice after he left. The bloodstains and scars on his body seem to have the characteristics of the Mafia interrogation department in the port, but if you look closely, you can find that although the characteristics Obvious, but still hard to hide the unfamiliarity.

Of course it is easy to use his bug for interrogation, but he is the team leader of the intelligence department after all, and this night was only borrowed by Koyo Ozaki to work overtime temporarily, not a permanent employee here.

The newcomers in the interrogation department need to be cultivated. Mafia at the port is not just a play house organization. Mafia, who can become a good player in the interrogation department, naturally starts from people.

Haruki Jushan clearly glanced around these people in black suits.

Although everyone hadn't slept all night, and their complexions didn't look very good, the man standing in the middle obviously had the worst complexion. The dark circles under his eyes left by staying up all night were mixed with a slightly pale complexion. It made him look very out of place among the veterans of the interrogation department.

"Are you new here?" Jushan Haruki walked into the room naturally, took over the document report in his hand and flipped through it, "I haven't seen you before."

Everyone in the interrogation department was crazy busy last night. The new recruits don’t care about the priority. It is estimated that the Mafia newly recruited into the interrogation department have been assigned to take over or do other work. Only the attack on the first floor is now After a while, the important torturers who were crowded together were almost dealt with, and only then was someone allowed them to practice their hands.

"Yes," said the black suit next to him, "I was too busy last night, and besides, the people who sent me are not suitable for them to practice."

"Officer Hongye took all the reports from last night and went up to report to the leader," the black suit said with great insight, "I told you to rest for a while when you come back, and leave the rest to us."

The implication is that all the rest are killers from unimportant organizations, for those newcomers who have just entered the department to practice their hands. This information is optional and urgent, so there is no need for him to cheat here.

"Sister Hongye went up?" Jushan Haruki listened to the movement above, "Haven't the fight over there...?"

Osamu Dazai's annexation has touched too much cake this time, and the people who assassinated him are one after another. Although the most dangerous evening peak has passed, the sky has only just dawned, and there are obviously still organizations that are unwilling to withdraw hand, trying to surprise the port Mafia on the morning when defenses were least prepared after a night of assassination.

However, it seems that everyone in the port Mafia didn't take this matter seriously. Koyo Ozaki went upstairs directly after sorting out the information.

"Hongye's cadre didn't sleep all night last night. I guess he can go to bed early after reporting early." Mafia obviously knew the habits of his boss, and accurately guessed the reason why Ozaki Hongye rushed upstairs to report.

Haruki Iyama who thought there was something urgent: ...

It seems that everyone in the port Mafia is indeed used to the daily life of the leader being assassinated continuously. Koyo Ozaki can hold the information and enter the assassination scene without changing his expression even when he is rushing to sleep.

Probably for them last night, there was no other difference except that there were a little more people.

Now the interrogation department is probably some kind of newcomer teaching session. The old man under Ozaki Hongye is here to guide the newcomers, so he doesn't get involved much.

"Then I'll take this stack of materials with me by the way." Jushan Haruki looked around, and picked up a stack of materials from the table that were obviously sorted out after Hongye left.

"You take your time." He picked up a cup of tea from the table for breakfast, and then went upstairs with the materials.

When I went up, it happened that the wave of assassination was coming to an end, and the perimeter began to clear. Many Mafia, still covered in gunpowder smoke, dragged the assassin's life-or-death body and wiped his shoulders, leaving a bloody smell in the corridor.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stands out among such a group of busy black suits, probably due to the gravity that has been used all night, he looks a lot sleepier than usual, and even put his hand in front of his mouth when he directed his subordinates to clean up the scene Wei Wei yawned.

"Jushan Haruki?" Seeing this ancestor after yawning is really a ghost story.

Zhongyuan Zhong also blinked away the physiological thin tears in his eyes and said suspiciously: "What are you doing here?"

Has he not forgotten this man's history of assassinating the leader?At this time, do you intend to continue to reproduce the hanging man from a few days ago?

"Send the information," Ju Shanqingshu raised the information in his hand with his suspicious eyes, "Sister Hongye didn't bring some of it when she first came up."

"Finished fighting inside?" Isn't Chuya Nakahara usually protecting Osamu Dazai personally?Now he actually stands outside and directs the surrounding area to clear the field?

"Not yet, Sister Hongye has gone in, so I'll come out and check the perimeter defenses." Nakahara Nakaya subconsciously answered the question before realizing the question of Haruki Jushan.

"What's your name, big sister? Show me some respect, call me a cadre."

Did Sister Hongye agree to call the person from the armed detective agency, Haruki Juyama, Sister?

"Sister Hongye didn't object when I called it that." He was used to calling it a long time ago, and it's so easy to change it back in another world.Besides, Koyo Ozaki did not object to him calling it that.

Haruki Jushan spread out his hands in a rascally way, and nimbly squeezed into the back door, "Besides, do you really want to hear me call you a cadre in Chuya?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

When this title came out of Jushan Haruki's mouth, it sounded like he was going to make something out of it.

"Look," the moth maker shrugged, "I don't need to report this situation to the leader, right? I'm leaving, Zhongya, work hard."

"It's not over yet," Zhong Yuanzhong gritted his teeth, "Go in if you're not afraid of death."

"Yeah, I'm not afraid," Jushan Haruki pushed open the door, and casually said, "I'm willing to go through fire and water for the leader until the moment the world is destroyed."

Central Plains Chuya:?

He turned his head and glanced at the back of Jushan Haruki strangely.

Is he also someone who can say such a thing?

"Don't you believe it," Haruki Jushan shrugged, "I don't look like someone who is loyal to the port Mafia?"

Besides, going through fire and water until the world is destroyed, who knows when the world will be destroyed.

He casually pushed open the last door and entered the battle zone.

The two pieces of Yasha white snow that shone in each other are like two groups of gentle killers that kill softly and chillingly. When the assassin's blood splashes out, it can't even stain the hem of the clothes formed by the supernatural power.

"Sister Hongye," Haruki Iyama raised the documents in his hand, and walked towards Hongye Ozaki amidst the hail of bullets, "I'm here to deliver the last few pieces of information that I just sorted out, so you won't have to make another trip."

"Kyoka is there too?" He looked at the girl who was standing next to Koyo Ozaki, who was wearing the same kimono with her and had a solemn face, and greeted with a smile.

"Don't move." Quan Jinghua's face turned cold the moment she looked at him, and she appeared in front of him with a knife in her hand.

A slender and soft beauty knife.

It was specially customized for her by Koyo Ozaki after she returned from defection.

The knife flashed.

There was a crisp sound of iron clashing.

"Okay," Quan Jinghua stepped back with a cold face, and added belatedly, "...how offensive."

Two crisp bullets fell to the ground.

Just now, the bullet of the last assassin brushed his side and shot at Dazai Osamu. One step later, Haruki Yayama would block her way, and one step earlier, the bullet would be in everyone's blind spot under her cover.

Quan Jinghua chose the best time to intercept.

"Jishan." Following the death of the last assassin, Koye Ozaki's eyes instantly softened.

"Why did you come up?"

She still has a good impression of this rookie team leader who is said to be from the Armed Detective Agency.

After all, who wouldn't love a very useful interrogation tool?

"Come to deliver the information," Jushan Haruki replied very naturally, "in case Hongye sister makes another trip."

Otherwise, Koyo Ozaki, who missed part of the information, would have to go back again to rest.

The smile on Koyo Ozaki's face became more real.

"Tsk." In such a joyous atmosphere, Osamu Dazai made an extremely uncomfortable voice.

What excuse?Didn't Jushan Haruki really come up to see if he died overnight?