Social terror players, forced to become king

As a quasi-cadre of the Port Mafia Hand Party, Qi Gongcheng has the right to enter most places inside the Port Mafia Building.

In the course of more than a year, he has explored almost all places except the chief's office. Although he found nothing, the progress of the main task has been slowly increasing.

However, the main mission has almost no information about the book.Since the main task is progressing, Qi Gongcheng can only infer that the "book" is very likely to be located in the chief's office.

Could this be why Osamu Dazai never left that room?

However, if it is a "book" in the literal sense, it should not be difficult to be moved.

"Why doesn't the leader come out of the office or open the windows?" Qi Gongcheng asked Chuya Nakahara beside him.

In order to avoid this question being too abrupt, Qi Gongcheng added: "It's bad for the body if you don't see the sun all year round."

"For the sake of safety," the red-haired youth always had an ambiguous attitude when referring to the chief.That is to say, there is respect for the leader, but it is mixed with the conflict of Dazai Osamu's personality. "If the leader wants to go out, he must be protected by his subordinates."

Qi Gongcheng nodded, accepting this explanation.

His term is less than a month away.

"In the next month, I will go on a business trip to Germany," Nakahara said. "I may not be able to come back in time when you leave, so today I want to say goodbye to you in advance."

The two of them stood on the top floor of a certain commercial building in Yokohama, the wind blew the hem of their clothes rattling, but none of them took it seriously.

"Is that so..." The young man who heard Zhongyuan Chuya's words seemed to be thinking with downcast eyes.

"If possible, would Ah Ye take a photo with me?" Even though the other party was a few years younger than himself, Zhong Yuanzhong still felt a rare tension when he made this request.

With cobalt blue eyes, he observed the movements of the young man beside him indistinctly, trying to discern the emotional changes under the mask of the other party.

The other party turned his head, put his left hand on the mask, and easily pushed it off, revealing a smooth forehead and perfect cheeks below.

Under the long eyelashes, there are also blue but mysterious pupils, with patterns that have never been understood in the Central Plains.

After a while, the other party suddenly smiled, and everything around him was overshadowed for a while.

The sound of the wind in his ears seemed to have suddenly diminished, and Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the other party's gentle and comfortable voice: "Of course."

Of course, Qi Gongcheng will not let go of this opportunity. He still keeps the scene where he took his photo in the middle school.If you take a photo together, he will definitely cheat the other party back!

He took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and pulled Chuya Nakahara, who hadn't reacted yet, because the action was too sudden and Chuya had never guarded against him, so this one directly made the opponent fall into his arms.

Hong Kong Hei's combat power ceiling and the gravitationalist's face still had a look of astonishment.

In this way, a selfie photo of the two of them took shape in the phone.

In the picture, Qi Gongcheng specially selected the best angle that belongs to him, raised his head slightly at 45°, and took a perfect picture of his handsome face in the game.

Deciding that he had found a place that didn't really exist, Qi Gongcheng immediately felt elated.

After Zhong Yuan realized what had happened, he immediately rescued himself from the opponent's arms in a hurry.The original normal complexion suddenly spread a layer of red.

"Sorry, Senior Chuya." Qi Gongcheng apologized honestly, "I deleted this group photo?"

"No, send it to me directly." Zhong Yuanzhong also adjusted his hat, and said a little unnaturally.

Ok?

How could someone save embarrassing photos of themselves?

Qi Gongcheng was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it, but sent him the photo with his fingers.

Anyway, I am handsome inside.

"If senior Zhongye wants to post to Moments, remember the P picture." He kindly reminded, and got a puzzled look from the Central Plains cadre.

Qi Gongcheng felt that he had exhausted his benevolence and righteousness, and he asked tentatively: "Then I still have tasks later, so I will leave first?"

"Wait." Nakahara Chuya's expression calmed down again, and he hesitated to speak in his tone, "If... If you are treated badly in that organization, you can come to me for help at any time."

Qi Gongcheng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Don't worry, Senior Chuya, I'll be fine."

However, facing the young man's expression of relief, Zhong Yuan pulled down the brim of his hat.

At the beginning, Nakahara Chuya himself had the experience of being "experimented", so he hated this kind of thing very much.However, the organization that Makoto Qigong originally belonged to was a transnational criminal organization with a long history, and it possessed a wide range of power and contacts.

If you act rashly, not only will you not be able to eradicate the problem, but it will also bring trouble to the young port mafia.

At this time, he knew that the other party was going back to the fire pit, but he could only speak pale words, which made Zhong Yuan Zhong feel a little ashamed to face this boy.

Whether it's from the perspective of the younger generation, or... the perspective of that kind of mind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, hiding all his emotions.

"Be careful," he said finally.

"Similarly, I also wish Zhongye the best of luck in this mission,"

Half a month later, Quan Jinghua fled to Hong Kong. Hei.

After hearing the news, the White Death received an order from the leader to bring her back, and left the port mafia building.

Qi Gongcheng arrived at the chief's office along the elevator leading directly to the top floor, and all the dangerous items on his body were removed.

"In two weeks, I will leave Hong Kong. Hei, and many tasks need to be handed over." Qi Gongcheng said.

"If it's just this kind of thing, it can be handled by Yin."

The young man sitting in the leader's position was wearing expensive high-end clothes, but the clothes underneath looked a bit empty, pale wrists extended from the sleeves, and the work report he was reading was held between his slender fingertips.

And beside Osamu Dazai's desk, a girl who appeared at some time looked calm and bowed slightly as a greeting.

For the secretary next to the leader, Qi Gongcheng nodded very familiarly.

"It's just that I don't know who can take over my job...?"

"Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka are fine." Osamu Dazai said softly.

"I see."

Qi Gongcheng lowered his eyes to prevent the other party from seeing his shining eyes.

The Prosthetic Eye of God is running at high speed, trying to scan all the items in the chief's office.Because he has no specific concept of "book", he can only try to see all the objects with words,

As a "Faceless Reaper" whose essential identity is another organization, but has the position of quasi-cadre in Hong Kong and black, the title seems to be resounding, but the status is very embarrassing, and the chances of being allowed to enter the chief's office are few and far between.

Since it is suspected that this may be the place where the "book" is located, this method has to be adopted.

After all, the guards in the chief's office are the most senior in Yokohama, and they never even drop the wooden boards blocking the windows, staying in the closed darkness all day long.On the outside, even Makoto Nangong, who has the prosthetic eye of God, is at a loss for obtaining the information hidden inside.

At this moment, all the items come into Qi Gongcheng's field of vision in detail.However, the bookshelves are basically filled with files of various events, and almost all of the stacks on the desk are tasks and documents submitted by various departments below.

Items belonging to the chief himself were pitifully few.

Is Osamu Dazai a workaholic?

With one mind and two tasks, Qi Gong, who tried to slow down his work and spoke out in detail, sincerely slandered him.

Wait, under the two stacked documents on the left, there is a book with a brand new cover——

It is obviously unlikely to be the "book" in the main mission, because the words "Yokohama Publishing House" are clearly printed on the bottom of the cover.

This made Qi Gongcheng a little disappointed for a while, but he still dug deeper.Since it can be placed on the table by Osamu Dazai, it is definitely not a different thing.

The above author's signature is "Oda Sakunosuke", an unknown character, but Nanomiya Makoto feels a little familiar.

Thoughts flashed back in an instant.

In the dessert shop, the man called "Sakunosuke" by Edogawa Ranpo flashed by.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Makoto Nanakiya will not give up any clues given by the game, and the dark red-haired man obviously belongs to the Armed Detective Agency, an organization opposed to Hong Kong. Very intriguing.

Because the book has obviously been flipped through, and a bookmark with a simple and elegant shape has been carefully inserted on it.

"When Jinghua is brought back by Dun, I will gradually transfer the task to them." Qi Gongcheng said, and exited this dark and claustrophobic flat floor after saluting.

Only after the boy left, Osamu Dazai withdrew his attention, and the paper in front of him was filled with cold characters.

The other party gave him the New Year's card before, and when he saw the content clearly, Osamu Dazai directly gave the other party double overtime tasks.

Unexpectedly, Qi Gongcheng didn't realize that he was being targeted by the leader at all, and just regarded it as ordinary overtime work, and sighed, "It turns out that Hong Kong and Hei haven't settled the old accounts of last year, so leave it to me."

Every time I see that boy, I think of sunshine, hope and morning dew.

——It is a completely different sign from his sinking in darkness.

In such a black organization, it is really ironic that such a fruit would be brewed.

He turned the document back a page, and Akutagawa Yin beside him refilled a cup of coffee for him.

Left and right were but a flash in the pan in Yokohama.

With such an easy-to-use tool, the organization may have already regretted signing a contract that lasted for one and a half years.

……

On the same day, after getting off work, Nangong Makoto dispatched all the subordinates in charge of the guards, entered a bookstore alone, and bought all the works signed by "Oda Sakunosuke".

However, there are only two copies in the entire bookstore.In addition to a book with the same name as the chief's office, the other is a serialized article in a magazine.

"Do you also like this cutting-edge novelist?" When checking out, the bookstore owner asked with a smile.

Makoto Qigong was wearing black contact lenses and a wig at this time. In a place where there are many people suffering from hay fever, wearing a mask does not look awkward.

"Is the writer famous?"

"I unilaterally think that he has great potential, and the words he writes are very gentle." The bookstore owner said, "Read more and you will understand."

Qi Gongcheng nodded.

His authority in Hong Kong. Hei can investigate the names of members of the Armed Detective Agency.

However, according to Osamu Dazai's intellect and terrifying control, whenever he takes the action of checking, he will be discovered by the other party.So I could only sneak into the archive room in the middle of the night, and get information while everyone was not paying attention.

Of course, the security level of the archives room was not as high as that of the chief's office, and Qi Gongcheng entered the interior without much effort.

However, there was no information about the red-haired man.

—was hidden.

But the identity of the person who did this made the player think for a while and feel terrified.