Port Mafia fifth cadre

Two of the three major power organizations in Yokohama are already so busy, what about the remaining armed detective agencies?

—Two days ago.

That night.

Atsushi Nakajima was looking forward to seeing through the foggy area. The thick white fog blocked the tiger's vertical pupils. At this time, the excellent eyesight of the cat family was no different from that of ordinary people.

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It's not that he's afraid of getting in the fog, but... Nakajima shrank back, moving a little further away from the Mafia team at the port.Although Atsushi Nakajima knows that his cram school classmate Akutagawa-kun and the others are also mafia, but maybe their peers are more friendly, maybe they appear in two or three, and they are not dressed in all black. Atsushi Nakajima has never felt this before. A kind of real pressure.

Especially the old man at the front of the line, who was meticulously groomed all over his body, looked very serious and terrifying.

Sensing the gaze of the young man who came with Osamu Dazai, Hirotsu Yanagi nodded in a friendly manner.

Little Tiger:!

Atsushi Nakajima smiled awkwardly but politely, and shrank into a corner.

...After the fog cleared, Atsushi Nakajima was dragged away from the shadows by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai was very dissatisfied with this: "Atsu-kun, you are now a member of the detective agency, how can you be afraid of those gangsters at the port Mafia!"

Atsushi Nakajima obediently listened to the training.

Although he has not been with Osamu Dazai for a long time, Atsushi Nakajima, who knows how to read the air, realizes that it is best not to refute Mr. Dazai when he makes a speech, otherwise small things will become big things.but……

"Mr. Dazai, did something good happen?" Atsushi Nakajima asked.

I am really happy about what happened to the devil, and I am very much looking forward to the reality rewritten by You-kun. The young man with Tong Tong was stunned: "Why do you say that?"

Because Mr. Dazai is very lively.

Atsushi Nakajima paused for a few seconds to organize his words: "Mr. Dazai's voice sounds very happy."

At this time, everyone in the detective agency was on their way to the dormitory. President Fukuzawa and the other three had just said nothing, only Osamu Dazai's rambling voice and Atsushi Nakajima's occasional response along the way. At this moment, Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but say: "Dazai's voice has changed?" Isn't it always so frivolous and slapped, and it makes people's blood pressure rise?

Before Atsushi Nakajima could speak, Osamu Dazai changed the subject freely: "By the way, Atsushi, we just saw Yuzu-kun!"

"Brother?!"

So the innocent little tiger instantly forgot about other things, and asked about Kawakami Yuzu.

"...That is to say, brother still can't go home."

"Should be hiding out for a while." Osamu Dazai, who has similar experiences, is very experienced in this. "Who called Bai Lan and they all left? Now Yu-kun's hatred is very stable, and it is safest if he does not show up. "Not to mention the national secret service, the Russian government may want to find someone, but Mr. Sen, who pursues the best solution at the port Mafia, will really protect him?

You know, Kawakami Yuzu is defecting, theoretically not a member of the Mafia.

And if it is guaranteed... I can't imagine how many squeezes are waiting in the future.

As a member of the Fishing Association, Osamu Dazai felt that if he were Yuzu Kawakami, he would already be on the run and on his way abroad.

I feel that Japan is not safe anymore.

The dormitory has arrived.

This night can be called thrilling, seeing the exhaustion of the seniors, after a brief farewell, Atsushi Nakajima returned to the dormitory full of doubts.

Atsushi Nakajima tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, got up and went out in a daze, carrying the saddle.

The night is like water.

Residents of Yokohama have always been good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Most of the people who came across the Secret Service tonight were outsiders. Just now when the beam of light pierced the sky and the earth and penetrated the mist appeared, the local residents closed their doors and windows tightly and stayed at home peacefully.

The street was deserted.

Atsushi Nakajima brought a saddle that was too long for a tiger to the item shop where it was sold, thinking about returning the thing—even though he paid for it, this way of buying it is really strange, so why don’t you let it go? Go back and write a note to apologize and explain the situation, anyway, I won't need it in the future...

Ah this.

Facing the locked item shop, Atsushi Nakajima fell silent.

Atsushi Nakajima forgot, it was Dazai-san who picked the door lock before they entered...

He really couldn't do anything well.

Could it be like this, the elder brother didn't take him with him when he ran away?

Because the area is close to the detective agency, the law and order is quite good. Atsushi Nakajima was depressed for a while, put the saddle at the door, and walked away listlessly.

The next day.

Coming out of the dormitory of the detective agency, Atsushi Nakajima habitually went to buy breakfast first.

Many servings.

The hard-working and talkative little tiger received unanimous praise from the detective agency for running errands, and soon received a request to buy breakfast for the members represented by Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo, and readily agreed.

【Kunikida: Dazai, where are you? !No one is bringing any breakfast? ! 】

"The saddle is at the door, and there is an extra sum of money..."

"supernatural event?"

Atsushi Nakajima passed by lightly.

"Who are you going to vote for this election? Mr. Ninomiya is very young and handsome, but I think Mr. Mori has more flavor!"

"I also think that he looks like a gentle scum, I don't know what it looks like to wear glasses..."

"Basement.avi?"

"Shut up!"

Atsushi Nakajima's ears turned red.

These two young ladies are too bold!Although, although he was the only one who heard it—no, why should he listen!Nakajima Atsushi controlled Maiko's over-acute hearing back to normal level, and passed by two girls who were playing and playing, queuing up in front of the breakfast shop.

There were also people in the team chatting about the election for parliamentarians.

"Naoki Ninomiya is always the same. If you ask me, Mori Ogai is much better than him!"

"That's a medical student from Dongda University..."

"Leibo Street should have been cleaned up a long time ago, a group of punks over there..."

"I don't know where the taxpayers' money is spent? Blablablablabla..."

Atsushi Nakajima took the meal mechanically.

Mori Ogai?

Sen what Ogai?

The inexperienced little tiger subconsciously wants to seek advice from more stable and reliable seniors.

Atsushi Nakajima quickened his pace and almost trotted to the fourth floor where the Armed Detective Agency was located. laugh.

"Hahahahaha-"

Osamu Dazai rolled from the sofa to the ground, and then rolled back and forth on the ground, holding his stomach and couldn't stop at all, the expression on his face was distorted.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Atsushi Nakajima cautiously walked into the detective agency next to the wall, avoiding the humanoid sweeper Dazai, put breakfast on everyone's table, and obediently huddled behind his usual table.

"Too! Jae!"

Kunikida Doppo, who arrived on time, stepped on Osamu Dazai's windbreaker belt, and broke out: "You can't work hard! No day is honest! Did you come so early to hinder everyone! Do you know how many plans I have today? What! Such a big thing happened..."

Osamu Dazai struggled to stop laughing, his cheeks were flushed like drunkenness, his throat hurt from laughing for too long, Osamu Dazai was temporarily speechless, but tremblingly stretched out his finger and pointed at the mobile phone he had thrown on the sofa.

The room was quiet for a while, and the voice of the mobile phone video became very clear:

"I consider myself a mature adult, and I know some things are inevitable, but this is the city, this is Yokohama, this is the largest seaport in this country, it has the second largest population in the country, this is where we live."

"I just want to ask, is that reasonable?"

……

Kunikida pushed his glasses in bewilderment.

Unlike a former Mafia officer, Kunikida was not familiar with the voice.

Yosano Akiko's arrival broke the silence.

The social doctor raised her eyebrows: "Mori Ogai's speech video?"

After drinking the water, Osamu Dazai smiled politely: "I have already decided to vote for Mr. Mori."

She and Xie Ye smiled back: "Of course, he deserves it."

The two looked at each other without saying anything.

"and many more!"

Kunikida finally came to his senses, "That Mori Ogai?! Running for parliament?!"

Kunikida grabbed his ideal notebook subconsciously, but he didn't notice it when he knocked it down, "When did it happen?!"

Did he skip hundreds of episodes? !

"Ah." Nakajima Atsushi opened his eyes and let out a choked voice, "It's really that Mr. Mori..."

There was a moment of chaos at the scene.

After various visits by the investigators, the basic situation is ascertained as follows:

People's memories have been replaced.

In the memory of the owner and waiter of the cafe downstairs, Mori Ogai is a popular candidate for this election. The day before yesterday, he delivered a series of speeches around Leibo Street in Yamashita Park in Yokohama-but in fact, at that time, it was When Bai Qilin first created large-scale fog in Yokohama.

The citizens who come and go on the street think so too.

The supernatural beings of the Secret Service Division still have the correct cognition, but not all supernatural beings are like this. Ango Sakaguchi said that they interrogated a criminal with supernatural powers.

The belated Ranpo announced the answer: "Of course Kawakami will not change our memory."

He counted on his fingers, "The Secret Service Division should save the mess to clean up the mess, and the Mafia should also save people to make good jokes..."

The pillar of the detective agency read a few words, and turned to someone aggressively: "Dazai!"

The thick dim sum is missing, it must be Dazai's!

Osamu Dazai, who was in a good mood, was very hearty: "Forgive me, Mr. Ranpo, I will make it up for you! Double!!"

Dadu's random steps: "Hmph."

Instructing Atsushi Nakajima to take out the marbles in the soda bottle, Luanbu felt up, and casually said: "The new leader of Mafia in the port should be the cute hat gentleman."

"……yes."

Osamu Dazai drooped his head, "That's the only bad thing about the whole thing."

When he becomes a council member, Mr. Mori will definitely not be the leader of Port Mafia. Otherwise, the nature of the councilors will change if they have private arms in their hands. Port Mafia will also lose the purity of a violent organization because the leader is a councilor, and will not be able to rule the night of Yokohama. , It is a situation where cooperation brings two harms and division brings benefits.

At this time, the only one who can stand on top is Zhongye.

For an organization like Mafia at the port, the leader can either take everything into consideration or eliminate all dissatisfaction. While seniority is sufficient, intelligence and strength must be equal. Sister Hongye is undoubtedly not qualified, and Ace is not good at all (at this time Dazai didn't know that A was dead), Yu-kun's qualifications are low, and he didn't mean that.

Osamu Dazai never thought about ex-student Akutagawa.

It's not like he's trying to shut down Port Mafia.

Throughout the day, Osamu Dazai was happily scrolling through Twitter. The comments from netizens were his source of happiness. He even ended up fighting his opponent for [-] rounds in the vest of a supporter of Mr. Mori, and made one of his opponents so fierce that he was autistic. , has become a rising star in Mr. Mori's support club.

"Boss, you are so handsome!"

"As long as you support Mr. Sen, we will be half brothers!"

"Worship!"

"Will we cause trouble for Mr. Mori?"

"How could it be?" Osamu Dazai typed sincerely, "I believe Mr. Mori must be very moved."

Touched by Mori Ogai, he looked for relevant people everywhere.

It is not an exaggeration to say that every successful congressman has a team behind him, and in the eyes of the public, Mori Ogai, who is already confident of being a congressman, still has zero team members.

It was suffocating.

Fortunately, Mori Ogai is not alone after all, the old connections are still there, but their memories have been replaced...

It's very sad.

In desperation, Mori Ogai resorted to the final method——

Call the teacher.

That night, Sanhuamao visited his second disciple.

Mori Ogai was moved to tears: "Ms. Natsume..."

Natsume Soseki: "—put away this worthless look for me!"

Then the next day.

Dazai, who came to the detective agency on time yesterday, was indeed an accident. Kunikida, who clocked in at [-] o'clock, did not see his partner. He was used to it and was even a little relieved.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was standing in front of the "Yokohama Mainichi Shimbun" newspaper office.

The reporters of this newspaper are famous for their boldness and pungentness. I heard that the president once studied in the United States, and won the spirit of his American counterparts to greet even the color of the president's underwear. It has always been a mudslide in Yokohama.

Of course, boldness has its limits.

In the past, Mr. Mori, as the leader of the mafia, was not dared to interview Mr. Mori, but now Mr. Mori seems to want to go ashore for nothing, so the newspaper office still dare not?

Bai Dao must abide by the rules of Bai Dao.

Dazai Osamu hummed his own tune, and put the printed letter into the mailbox of the newspaper office. The content of the letter was naturally a series of problems in Mori's club, such as the employment of child labor, the low education of employees, and the lack of social security in the club... Presumably after he helped Mori Mr. Sen will become invulnerable after a wave of leak checking and filling, and the kind that political opponents can no longer find any flaws.

You're welcome.

Look at what you have taught.

[Mori Ogai: Excuseme? ! 】

In this way, the three-hour concept of Yokohama has achieved the achievements of the busy special agent department, the busy port Mafia, and the leisurely armed detective agency——

The detective agency may become the biggest winner.