Port Mafia fifth cadre

Under the silver moon, the waves beat against the rocks, making the sound of turbulent water.

The natural sound makes the environment quieter, and the human speech in this quietness becomes clearer.

"By the way, I haven't thanked you for the matter of the 'sheep' in parallel time and space." Zhong Yuanzhong also said: "I know that I am not very smart, the leader and Dazai may be able to distinguish the two worlds rationally The difference is not affected, but I can't do it."

The orange-haired cadre looked soft: "As you said, it is indeed the ending of a fairy tale."

Chuya Nakahara, who is already 19 years old, of course knows how shaky the "sheep" was when he was 13 years old. If Kawakami Yuzu hadn't intervened, what should have happened would have happened sooner or later.Hong Kong Hei wanted Gravity to make this card in his hand, and he would never take such a troublesome way, leaving him with so many companions who would hinder him.

Butei would be better, but it's hard to imagine a situation where Butei took the initiative to absorb the "King of Sheep" in Leibo Street. Only Kawakami at that time was able to think about him like that.

Nakahara Nakaya looked at Kawakami Yuzu sincerely, his blue eyes reflected the boy's shadow: "Thank you very much." Knowing that there is a world, the 13-year-old "Nakahara Nakaya" can have that kind of life, just like himself Some of the regrets in the past have also been made up, and Chuya Nakahara, as a human being, has become more complete.

Kawakami Yuzu: "..."

Youyou felt suffocating embarrassment.

Why can Zhong also say these words so smoothly!

Something was wrong with him grossly.

Central Plains doesn't think so either.Not only did he not think so, but he was also planning something naturally: "Chuan Shang, why don't you go and get a house next to my house? There are three vacant houses on the floor I bought. You can see which one you like, and I will move things for you."

The cadre with orange hair passed on his workplace experience: "I know you don't want Hong Kong and black people to go to the Kawakami house, but in the future, maybe you will encounter situations where you need to invite colleagues to have dinner at home."

Kawakami Yuzu: "..."

Is this certain that he will stay in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang forever?

To be honest, even Kawakami Yuzu dare not draw such a conclusion.

The golden-eyed boy looked into those deep blue eyes, and saw expectation and sincerity in them.

Kawakami Yukami knows very well that Mr. Mori asked Chuya to take him because he knew that only pure emotion can hold him back, and in Gang Hei, the only person who can give him this bond seems to be the conscience of Hong Kong Hei up.All planning requires luck.If there is no travel brought by the rocket launcher for ten years, perhaps he would have been bored when he had accumulated enough emotions to stop him.

Should we say that the weather is in harmony with people?

Kawakami Yuzu admits he was impressed.

Facing such a Chuya of the Central Plains, no one can refuse.

"I won't let you die." Kawakami Yuzu lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice.

The waves were rough and drowned his voice.

"Did you say something just now?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked uncertainly.

"Chuya, you failed in your studies." Feeling kidnapped, Yuzu Kawakami complained, "Abba is very disappointed in you."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The orange-haired cadre narrowed his eyes: "You, what, what?"

"Wow--"

The sound of sea water piercing the air, mixed with the cry of pretended panic, spread far, far away.

15 minute later.

Under the urging of the sea breeze, Nakahara Nakaya and Kawakami Yuzu, who were like two soaked chickens, got into the sports car wetly.

Kawakami Yu rummaged through the sports car, even opened the car refrigerator, saw red wine and goblets as expected, and went to other places: "Don't you have any spare clothes?"

Nakahara Chuya: "...No."

The orange-haired cadre took off the dripping hat, refusing to admit that his childish behavior just now was not so much a fight as a water fight: "Come to my house and change it."

After a pause, he said, "It's almost early morning, are you going back tonight? I have a room over there."

"what!"

Kawakami Yu hurriedly found out the phone that was protected from water in his pocket, and he was relieved when he saw that there were no unread emails or missed calls.

After thinking about it, he sent an email to Mao Lilan saying that he would not be able to stay with his sister tonight.

The reply came very quickly.

[Hmm, it's so late, it's better to come back tomorrow morning.By the way, Kawakami, Dad is still chatting with Mr. Dazai. It seems that it is not convenient for Mr. Dazai to go back so late. Do you need to invite him to stay overnight? ]

This "catch" is very spiritual.

Kawakami Yuzu wanted to laugh a little: [Let's see what Dazai-kun means. ]

The life of Dazai Osamu this day can be described as extremely colorful.

First of all, during the daytime, as a water bar waiter, during the work period, he acted bravely, outwitted the criminals, and did good deeds every day. I don’t know why the good people are not rewarded, and they were injured by a black dwarf who smuggled from the slug star to the earth. was also carried into a mental hospital;

In the evening, relying on basic lockpicking skills, he came out of the mental hospital, bought two bags of loving dog food for the dwarf, and delivered them to the door with only a little bit of remuneration. In the home of the blinded wretch who summoned the dwarves—

Met a strange uncle.

Back in time a little.

Kawakami house.

Kogoro Mori, who was half drunk at the dinner party and could only let his disciples do his best in the matter of Kaito Kidd, was entrusted by Yu Kawakami from his daughter. He has rich life experience, self-proclaimed spiritual mentor, mature and With a sense of social responsibility, helpfulness, incarnation of virtue, Mori Kogoro, he waved his hand without hesitation, and was about to have a man-to-man conversation with Osamu Dazai.

"Okay." Osamu Dazai agreed with a smile.

When he was bored, there was nothing wrong with someone wanting to chat.

Osamu Dazai is quite confident in his tongue, or rather, the entire Yokohama underground world has confidence in Osamu Dazai's tongue.

The result.

"I once solved a case. The murderer was just like you. He was smiling on the outside, thinking too much in his heart. One should not hold back too much. Sing when he should, and go crazy when he should..."

"Uncle is a person who has experienced it and will not harm you. In this society, you must work hard to win the favor of God. No one knows when it will be favored, but it is interesting..."

"Let me tell you, I have a friend who is as stubborn as you, who cares about everything and thinks about everything..."

"Do you think that Ms. Fu Jiang will look at you more if you commit suicide? It's useless. Suicide is a coward's act. You are done. In fact, nothing will change. It will make people who care about you sad. Love is not life. Everything, if Eri wants to marry someone else, I..."

"She must have been tricked."

……

All of the above are from Mori Kogoro.

Yes, this uncle doesn't listen to others at all.

At first Osamu Dazai was interested in comparing the difference between the "sleeping Kogoro" in the media reports and the real person. After 10 minutes, he began to eat the fruit served by Mao Lilan. After 15 minutes, he tried to intervene but failed, and began to wander After 30 minutes, he unilaterally said goodbye and prepared to leave——

Was left behind by a judo master.

It has to be said that at that moment, Osamu Dazai was shocked.

It's true that his physical skills are at the middle or lower level in Hong Kong and black, but he is already very good in a big environment. Will he be taken down by a retired policeman... Could it be that a drunk Maori detective is better?

40 minute later.

Conan quietly turned the doorknob and opened the door vigilantly, only to see the dangerous man Osamu Dazai sitting on the chair with his chin propped on his back, listening to Uncle Mori with his eyes narrowed. , The smile on his face is like engraved on it.

Conan pretended to be innocent and said: "Mr. Dazai, it's late, aren't you going home yet?"

Osamu Dazai spread his hands: "Detective Mori won't let me go."

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker said: "Can you help me get some milk from Youjun's refrigerator? Or something that Maori detectives usually use to hangover?"

"What kind of wine!" Mori Kogoro waved his hands vigorously, and the blush on his face never faded, "Do you know what I drank tonight? Betus! Such a wonderful taste is still on my lips and teeth Flowing, unspoiled by any impurity! I won't even drink water tonight!"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Remember that there is Petrus in the slug.He began to think about the possibility of hacking a bottle over there to bribe Maori detectives.

No, if you left successfully, why did you send it to your door?

Osamu Dazai felt that he was about to be polluted by the spirit of "experiences from people who have experienced it".

Conan stood and listened for a few times, couldn't help showing sympathy, glanced at Osamu Dazai, who seemed to have faded from the whole person, felt his conscience and left.

After another 3 minutes, Conan came back with two balls of cotton.

The conversation ended two hours later.

The reason was not Kawakami Yuzu's email, but Mori Kogoro's mouth was so dry that he had to drink water, and before he finished drinking, he fell headlong on the table and started snoring.

Mao Lilan was embarrassed and wished she could find a crack in the ground: "Well, I'm sorry Mr. Dazai, Dad is more excited tonight... Uh, it's so late, do you want to go back? Kawakami said you can live here."

Osamu Dazai: "?"

The young man in the sand-colored windbreaker smiled apologetically, took two balls of cotton from his ears, and rubbed his face: "Sorry, Miss Xiaolan, what did you just say?"

Mao Lilan smiled awkwardly and repeated it again.

Osamu Dazai asked, "Has Yukun come back yet?"

Mao Lilan: "No, he said he will live with his sister tonight."

"Miss Tomie..." The iris-colored pupils lit up, then dimmed again, Dazai Osamu reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth: "I'll leave tomorrow morning."

Toru Amuro helped Mori Kogoro into the bedroom.

There are three bedrooms on the second floor. You usually sleep in the master bedroom, the second bedroom is used as a guest room, and the third is used as a study. When Conan and the others are coming, you temporarily put a bed in the study.

Now they have five adults and one child who can be ignored (Conan: Hey!), the master is not there, Mao Lilan considers that her father is full of alcohol sleeping in the master bedroom, and Kawakami's room will be full of smells, she and the two girls Sonoko Suikawagami's usual bed was a bit awkward, and Mr. Dazai was really, really unlucky tonight, so with a wave of his hand, Osamu Dazai lived in the master bedroom alone.

Amuro Toru Mori Kogoro and Conan are left, and Mori Ran and Suzuki Sonoko are left.

Osamu Dazai murmured: "At last there is a good thing."

Not long after he came to Chuan Shang Zhai, Miss Xiaolan and the others came back, so he hasn't done anything to this house until now.

Well.

There must be some secret in Youjun's bedroom, right?

Osamu Dazai took a shower in the bathroom that came with the master bedroom, and found a bathrobe in the closet as pajamas—others were not long enough, so he searched everywhere with great interest.

Tuk Tuk.

The sound is not right.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his tapping fingers, observed for a while, and operated slightly to open the secret compartment at the head of the bed.

What he didn't know was that Bailan's contact information had been placed in this secret compartment, and after returning from the parallel time and space, Kawakami You put something new in it——

Bang!

A tricky fist with nine twists and eighteen bends popped out, and it hit Dazai Osamu's right eye socket gently but vigorously.