Port Mafia executives have something to say

"It's too much, Jingjun."

Although the style is slightly different, but it is always a man wearing a heavy dark black long coat and high leather boots with complicated patterns, bending down to open the car door in the slight rain, the one that was not covered by the bandage His dark kite eyes are staring at me who is still sitting in the car with a resentful expression,

"Anyway, you are mine, and you have gotten out with Dunjun in such a short period of time. What are you going to put me in... How risky."

He said "it's dangerous" on his mouth, but in fact he just tilted his head with that mask-like sad expression, avoided the glass I threw out of the car, puffed up his face unhappily, pretending to complain Said: "It will be very painful if you are hit by this kind of thing."

"It's obviously impossible for something like this to hit you."

With the shattering sound of the glass, I felt that the soft and warm body under my hand seemed to be stiffened by fright. I couldn't help but cast a blank glance at the man who disturbed my enjoyment of the beautiful body/body, and debunked it coldly. he,

"It's almost done. Do you think you are still at the age where you can pretend to be cute?"

Thinking of Dazai being 22 now [Reread], the last bit of affection I have for him is about to disappear, not to mention that he still has the bad habit of making others angry all the time, and he also lacks meat balls and Shaggy tail.

I have decided to add this little white god of death to my pre-selection list of best friends from today onwards.

What kind of black mud fine mackerel, Dazai has completely fallen out of favor (?) with me.

Leaving Dazai's reaction aside, those key members of the Mafia who were stunned behind him, but the moment I looked over, their faces quickly changed to cold and serious, all began to look at me with sympathetic eyes.

Some of them are even looking at Dazai with the same eyes...why?

But speaking of it, the Dazai in my memory is clearly the same as me and the other [] that I can't remember. They are all just quasi-cadres. Why is he the only one who became the leader after four years? Is this some new type of tyrant? Ling method?

Moreover, the leader before Dazai... who was it?

The person whose subordinates were paying attention to him was as thick-skinned as the boy I remembered, and he never cared about those strange and subtle gazes cast by others.

I saw Dazai squinting his eyes and staring at me for a while, the corners of his pale lips pursed slightly.This kind of half-smile, which makes even those who are familiar with him can't help but tremble, is exactly what I am very familiar with. He is observing something and thus planning and calculating the "chess game".

But under normal circumstances, Dazai only shows such an expression when facing the enemy...?

Just when I thought I was wrong and blinked my eyes and was about to take a closer look at them, Dazai had already returned to his usual appearance.

He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, still in that limp, little girl's coquettish tone... or deliberately showing weakness, "It's really sad that I think I'm old. Jing Jun, after all... so much time has passed since then."

"after that……?"

I looked at him suspiciously, but Dazai had already changed the subject.He glanced at the furry pad in my hand, and snorted softly, "Where is Dun Jun, don't you have anything to say?"

"Mr. Dazai..."

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the white-haired boy. At that time, he was trying hard to get back his tense and straight tail from my hand, but he couldn't dodge it in time, and he was suddenly petrified by his colleagues. The sight of Debuff suddenly made the whole tiger stunned,

"Isn't this the 'ultimate trick' you asked me to use to calm Mr. Jing and stop asking questions...?"

Atsushi Nakajima, who was caught by the cue, was a little overwhelmed and tried to distance himself from me.

Although it is a pity to lose the warm, soft, and addictive fluffy feeling when you stick it to your face and take a breath, but since the other party is not happy, I am embarrassed to force it——in other words, have my words changed? It's a little strange, could it be that I've already been slaughtered by this sinful man in less than 5 minutes since we met again?

Thinking of this, I glared at the chief of all evil again angrily, "Speak up to me!"

"Compared to before, the current Jingjun is really good at temper."

Dazai complained in an unclear way.But seeing that I opened the car refrigerator again and tried to take out the beer bottle inside, he quickly changed the subject with a serious face,

"Okay, then let's talk. But before that, can Jing Jun return my guerrilla leader first?"

"..."

I, who was almost able to rua to the tail again, had no choice but to watch Atsushi Nakajima release his supernatural power immediately after saying this, and quickly opened the car door as if he was running away.

He couldn't even wait for the black suits next to him to pick him up, as if a terrifying monster was chasing after him, he buried his face in the high collar of his coat, and jumped out of the car door.

Then the driving seat next to me was replaced by that unflattering mackerel... Tsk.

"Isn't Jing Jun curious about the surprise I gave you?" He leaned back in his chair and yelled. When there were no subordinates in front of him, the young leader of the port mafia seemed to be much more disorganized than before.

Sure enough, even a thick-skinned Dazai couldn't care less about the image of the leader in front of his subordinates, "As long as it doesn't have another bomb installed on this car."

"How much has your memory recovered?" He asked abruptly.

Losing the fluff that I could lick casually, I was paralyzed on the seat and couldn't lift my energy.Even after hearing Dazai's question, there was only the habitual thought of "Sure enough, he knew it again", "How did you guess it?"

"Because, just now, I was disliked by Jing Jun for being too old,"

He seemed not very energetic and explained, "No matter how you think about it. Only Jing Jun has recalled me when I was young, so I would say such a thing-after all, you are the same as the previous leader, you only like me. Hentai for kids."

This kind of guy who is black from the inside to the outside is actually calling others a pervert...!

"The ancestors...?"

I hesitated for a moment, and immediately discovered this careful monster who pulled the weeds and looked forward to the wind.I saw Dazai sitting upright, looking at me with a probing face, "You haven't remembered the matter of the former leader, have you? He treated you as his own child at that time."

This, is it like this? !

I suddenly feel a little guilty, "But I only recall some memories of people I have met. For example, Miss Nan gave me a cake, for example, when you were a quasi-cadre. Well, and Akutagawa from the Detective Agency , but his clothes seem to be a little different from now... oh yes!"

I remembered the first time I heard the name of Edogawa Ranpo, I knelt on the ground and recalled that not tall, but deeply imprinted in my mind, the red body was like burning flames from the back.

"I remember our two quasi-cadres at the same time. There should be another person. Who is he? Is he still in the port mafia?"

"Forget about that ominous thing quickly, if you keep it in your mind, your luck will get worse."

"……Really?"

I recalled that figure again with suspicion, "Could it be a traitor? Or did he die in battle? Did we avenge him?"

"No, even if the world is destroyed, I believe that little dwarf can continue to be alive and kicking." He rarely complained with a disgusted expression on his face, "Forget about it, it's best to forget, don't think about it."

"..."

It's too much to say... But what kind of person is the other party that Dazai targeted him like this?

Instead it made me curious about it.

"I would like to know."

I reached out and poked him, seeing that Dazai was still driving the car with an indifferent expression on his face, so I immediately switched from humming to loud, and leaned close to his ear to activate the [Human Essence] mode,

"Want to know, want to know, want to know—"

"...Really, I beg you, hurry up and restore your memory."

Dazai rolled his eyes in annoyance, took out his cell phone from his jacket and threw it over, "I haven't changed the password, it's still 'before', the first contact marked with 'slug' at the beginning is him. But -"

"...?"

When he said this, he obviously paused, so I had no choice but to stop the fingers that were about to move, and waited impatiently for Dazai to finish speaking.

He was silent for a moment.

In this overly quiet car, Dazai's extraordinarily thin breathing sound was like that of a dying patient, which forced me to hear a rhythm that seemed to be on the verge of death,

"...It's okay, just call me, let me tell you."

"it is good--"

I happily turned on the speakerphone.The communication was connected after a few rings, and the background sound was intense machine/gun sounds, as well as one after another of impacts and explosions, as well as the impatient voice of a man,

"Tsk, I just picked this time to call...!"

At this time, there was another loud noise, and even just on the phone, I could feel the explosiveness and shock of a meteorite landing on the scene.

After a while, I heard that voice again... It sounded even more impatient than before.

"What's the matter, sir?! I can warn you, it's still working time, if it's a trivial matter like buying a coffee takeaway canned crab meat, I'll wring your head off your neck when you get back! "

Alas……

I carefully put the phone on Dazai's lap. As soon as this person spoke, he knew that he must be very fierce. He was definitely the type that I didn't get along with very well.

"Pfft..." Dazai didn't know why he suddenly looked at me and laughed (you should look at the front of the car while driving!) He tried hard to endure his smile under my stare, "Chuya, call you Naturally, there are very important things, by the way, how is the task?"

"It's almost time to enter the final stage. The rest are just some stubborn old men who hold the old history and refuse to cooperate with us. My place is already the last organization."

When it comes to work, the voice over there is much more stable, "I still don't quite understand why you are in such a hurry to rectify the world in Japan? From my point of view, it is not in your character to desire power, and this kind of behavior The final result is just an opportunity for some foreign illegal organizations—"

"These questions, let's wait until Chuya becomes the leader to make a decision? Anyway, no matter how powerful the superhuman assassins sent by those guys are, they can't defeat gravity, right?"

"Hey! What do you mean by that?!"

"Okay, that's all for work matters."

Dazai didn't explain more to the person on the phone, but interrupted the other person relatively rudely, "I'm calling you this time because of other things. For example——"

That iris-colored eye, which was exposed alone, suddenly glanced at me for some reason.Then Dazai's speech slowed down a lot, as if he wanted everyone to hear his words clearly,

"Based on Chuya's personality, how do you deal with the person who made you break your oath?"

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

(Before amnesia) Beijing sauce: It’s all right; listen to you; oh, then I don’t want it; cute.jpg

(Niu Colu) Beijing Sauce: You are so annoying; I am getting old; I, Shen Haijing, make money; I am going to make trouble.jpg

Leader Zai: Crooked, I want to apply for a return.

Customer (chaotic) service (step): You are so beautiful.

The advantage of No.1 appeared. Looking at Jing-chan’s first impression of Zhongye, who knew that their relationship was so good at the beginning. Let’s interview the leader Jae-now’s thoughts——

感谢在2020-06-2207:03:36~2020-06-2221:54:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 Zhongyuantang;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Ye Qi; 10 bottles of poetry at sunset; @★第四章. 4 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!