Wutai's happiness lies in persecution

There is a price to pay for teasing cats, such as being scratched and bitten by cats.You are not allowed to heal with mantra the next day.

Osamu Dazai glanced at himself in the mirror, retracted the description of "cat" and changed it to "cattle".

He was a little speechless when he heard the request "the treatment will only be allowed at night", but he still agreed.

He was bandaged after all.

No one else can see it.

Gojo Satoru quickly realized this, and began to push forward: "Why don't you stop wearing bandages? The bandages you waste every year can go around Tokyo several times."

Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, and immediately changed from an unsightly appearance to a mummy's appearance from the neck down.

"Using the current popular words, this is called setting carved into DNA."

Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, wandering around the room shamelessly, looking for the setting engraved into his DNA.

The bandages wrapped around my eyes yesterday were no longer usable, and there was no medical kit in this empty room, so the plan to wrap the bandages was shattered, so I dug in my coat pocket and took out a pair of sunglasses.

Ten minutes later, he came out of the bathroom, and it was the familiar Gojo Satoru who couldn't see his eyes.

And Osamu Dazai had already changed into the clothes that Feng Yao had sent over.

It was still the familiar suit and long black coat.

"I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time, but I still miss it... Let's go, I'll take you to see what □□ is."

When he thought that he was going to make the black-clothed organization bigger and short, and then dance it to Mori Ogai's face, Osamu Dazai was full of energy.

First set a small goal: recruit four or five undercover agents to come in.

Although they entered the room after six o'clock last night, it was still nine o'clock when they came out today.

Hideo Hayakawa, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at them with the eyes of "crazy, shameless and immoral": "Gin was waiting for you to come out at seven o'clock in the morning, and waited for two full hours. When I left just now, I was still facing the birds in the yard. One shot was fired, just because the little sparrow found a partner."

Osamu Dazai: "Good morning, what is your task today?"

Hideo Hayakawa turned his head and glanced at Belmode who was reading the newspaper, and said, "We'll talk about it when we get to the destination?"

According to the rules, they do not communicate with each other.

Osamu Dazai: "It is because the information is not communicated with each other, and everyone hides it to encourage the arrogance of the inner ghost. The important news is that some people outside the mission should also know."

Belmode put down the newspaper, put on the sunglasses and left. When he passed Gojo Satoru, he realized that something was wrong, and turned back to look at him: "Your sunglasses are not transparent but pure black?"

Osamu Dazai: "He actually has an eye disease. The more clearly he sees, the more damage he will do to himself. You can treat him as blind."

"You guys are really interesting." Belmode smiled, "But falling in love in this organization is not a good thing, I wish you all the best."

Gojo Satoru: "I rarely encounter things that don't go well."

Also very good at breaking down all obstacles.

There were three people left in the huge villa, Hideo Hayakawa, who was still very stiff just now, silently shrank back.

"My task today is..."

"Let's go, let's talk at the destination."

Gojo Satoru glanced at the ashtray on the coffee table and said.

There are electronics in there.

Hey~ Although they sent him away, he just won't let the other party talk now, it's just for fun~

The three of them arrived at the garage and had a heated discussion on the question of "who will drive the car".

Hideo Hayakawa held the car key tightly in his hand, and said hypocritically: "How dare you two drive the car, just let the younger one do this kind of thing."

His new car!It must not fall into the hands of these two beasts!

Osamu Dazai was also very hypocritical: "What's the matter with this, we are here today to rub off on your mission, and it will be you who will contribute later, you should rest now."

It seems that he hasn't driven a car for a long time, and his outfit today reminds him of his youth.

I still remember that every time Nakaya was sitting in his car, he was trying to shout "Don't take me with you if you want to die", thinking about it, he began to be happy.

Gojo Satoru's speech was straightforward and effective: "If you don't let me drive, I will fly over with you two."

That's the extent to which the public sees it as a flying monkey.

The other two chose to submit.

Hideo Hayakawa sensibly sat in the back row, Osamu Dazai sat on the co-pilot regretfully and said, "You can replace me at any time if you are tired from driving."

Hayakawa Hideo: "...Brother, the mission target is in Tokyo."

If there is no traffic jam, you can drive for more than 20 minutes at most!

After thinking about it, he was still a little scared. Although he had never seen Gojo Satoru drive, judging from the other person's temperament, he must be very doggy when driving.

Mad dog's dog.

Just in case, he got out of the car again, set up the mobile phone navigation, knocked on the glass of the driver's seat and handed it in: "Drive according to this."

Gojo Satoru took An and put it on the navigation shelf, and said very reliably, "Okay, no problem."

Then he looked at the navigation route "seriously" with his eyes covered by the dark sunglasses.

Hideo Hayakawa breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and felt that this person was not so hopeless.

After all, if you are a teacher, no matter how out of tune you look, your heart is still stable.

When the car started, his thoughts became: Fuck, careless.

When the car drove up the road, his thought: I should be under the car, not in the car.

When the car drove into an unimagined road, his thought: Help! ! !

He screamed: "This is not the way to go to the kindergarten (the target is expected to be located in a certain kindergarten)!"

Gojo Satoru: "I've seen it, this road is closer! If the kindergarten holds a parent-teacher meeting, it will end at ten o'clock at the latest. Of course, it's better for us to go earlier!"

Osamu Dazai applauded him: "You can judge that the target is holding a parent-teacher meeting based on the destination alone. You already have the excellent reasoning ability of a detective, Mr. Gojo!"

Gojo Satoru: "Well said, I also think I am very good."

Why did you go out after nine o'clock? Don't you have any clues in your mind? ?

Hideo Hayakawa closed his eyes in despair, and then opened them tiredly to look at the scenery outside to judge which way he was going.

On the bright side, at least his safety can be guaranteed——

"Fuck! There's a ditch ahead! A ditch!"

Big deep ditch with mud and stagnant water in it!

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

Osamu Dazai: "He said it wasn't fast enough, step on the gas pedal!"

Gojo Satoru: "No problem!"

The car sped out at a speed that the traffic police were afraid of, and rushed straight into the ditch.

Hideo Hayakawa closed his eyes in despair.

For the mental health of the adult police officer, Gojo Satoru decided to comfort him.

"Boy, have you ever heard of no-lower-limit spells?"

Hayakawa Hideo: "Huh?"

Still due to the scarcity of conjurers, the information of all conjurers has been kept confidential. As the strongest conjurer, Gojo Satoru, his information is kept as confidential as Dazai Osamu.

The two of them are the kind of beings who have to be problematic people if they can recognize them.

It was only after Gojo Satoru came into contact with Osamu Dazai that Hideo Hayakawa knew that there was such a person as "the strongest", and he didn't know much about the others.

Wujo Wu saw that his face was full of confusion, and asked again: "Then do you know the infinite series?"

Hayakawa Hideo: "Stop talking, I believe in you!"

He has graduated for many years, so don't torture him with mathematics.

Just know that nothing will happen.

On a deserted and remote road, no one saw a car carrying three people leap over the six-meter-wide ditch smoothly.

With this incident as a foundation, Mr. Hayakawa, who is young but used to seeing big storms, feels that no matter what happens next, he can look at it calmly.

5 minutes later--

"There is a broken bridge ahead! Bad bridge! It was just blown up by the organization last week, but it is still working under surveillance!"

After shouting loudly, Hideo Hayakawa found in despair that someone had no intention of slowing down, but chose to step on the accelerator again.

Accelerator and brake are not the same thing ah woo woo woo...

The godlike Gojo Satoru drove the car directly onto the broken protective railing this time. Compared with the bridge deck that had holes and continued to collapse, the reinforced protective railing was only broken by two or three meters. Leaping over to the guardrail at the other end, the four-wheeled car slid on the narrow guardrail for a certain distance more smoothly than the two-wheeled bicycle, and was driven onto the bridge again.

Hayakawa Hideo: "Can you talk about the science, can people who watch the surveillance believe this kind of bloody operation?"

Osamu Dazai opened the car window and poked his head out, stayed for a while and then came in again.

"Okay, this surveillance will be gone soon."

Hideo Hayakawa pointed to the front row tremblingly and said, "Then you just..."

Gojo Satoru & Dazai Osamu: "I'm kidding you~"

This pair of sluts! ! !

Until the destination, Comrade Axiu, who had been teased too much, didn't say a word. After getting out of the car, he carried his equipment into the building near the kindergarten, climbed to the top floor, and set up his sniper equipment.

Osamu Dazai: "Wow, are we here to kill? I remember you are a policeman, shouldn't you protect people's lives?"

"During the undercover period, I was a member of the Black Organization." Hideo Hayakawa adjusted the gun in his hand without any sign of wavering, "Members of the Black Organization will not have any compassion for the enemy."

And today's target is only those who turned against the water because of the uneven distribution of spoils with the black organization.

Even if he is the father of a child, his monetary status is stained with other people's blood.

"Please give that child some 'psychological counseling'."

He originally expected to do it when the target and his daughter were briefly separated, but the "psychiatrist who can make people forget the pain" is here, so it's useless.

This can also increase the success rate of the task.

When people are happy, they always subconsciously let go of their defenses.

In order for Osamu Dazai to cooperate, he also deliberately revealed some other news.

"Bourbon should be an undercover police officer. I have also learned some of his skills in the police academy. He is probably my predecessor."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to let him go?"

"Unbeknownst to him that I was also an undercover police officer, he paid extraordinary attention and care to me."

After seeing Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up immediately, Hideo Hayakawa complained, "I knew you were interested in this" and continued: "I haven't touched sniping for a long time, but he enthusiastically said that he can teach me, With several excellent snipers in the organization. And he seems to be very concerned about my pseudonym."

Osamu Dazai came over and put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked aside with him, discussing with great interest.

"Your pseudonym?"

"One show one."

"It's pretty symmetrical."

"Yeah yeah."

"By the way, what's your code name?"

"Kappel."

"what?"

"Bai Ganer."

Just as the two were talking, a loud gunshot suddenly sounded in their ears.

Hideo Hayakawa looked at his empty hand: "..."