Port Mafia executives have something to say

"no!"

Ango Sakaguchi, who has been hit by several pieces of bad news one after another, immediately retorted sharply, "Only this one, absolutely not!"

The room was silent.

The hands typing on the keyboard stopped, the sound of communicating with others also stopped, and the sound of reporting work also stopped.

All the staff members in the emergency monitoring room of the Yokohama branch of the Supernatural Secret Service Division all raised their heads at this moment, looking at the roaring chief with confused eyes.

——Special Suppression Operations Unit A, code-named [Hound Dog]

All the players are one-in-a-million strong, but let's not ignore the other players.

The commander-in-chief, Fukuchi Sakurachi-sama, personally dealt with many large-scale extreme activities and killed countless human enemies with his sword. He was called a "living legend" by the world.

Even if it is a non-human race that surpasses ordinary people, Fukuji Sakurachi has the experience of fighting it many times, and he has not lost a single one to this day.

Like the guy on the screen who destroyed half of the buildings in a single blow with terrifying methods, doesn't he just need cutting-edge combat power like that lord to deal with him?

And the boss, who has always been calm, actually refuses to accept the other party's assistance, and is even very likely to offend the big shots in the military and police for this... What happened to Mr. Sakaguchi today? This kind of decision is not at all like his usual rational way of doing things at work. method?

In front of many colleagues who were astonished, Ango Sakaguchi didn't say much.He first issued instructions to his subordinates who came to report with a communicator, "From now on, you will be responsible for monitoring the affairs of Yokohama. Don't worry, the situation has been brought under control, and it won't take long to resolve it."

Then he took the communicator from the opponent's hand and held it in his hand.If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to find that his hands are actually trembling slightly because of nervousness, "As for the 'Clock Tower Attendant' and 'Hound Dog', I will deal with it. The things in Yokohama don't need it yet." Those guys come to meddle."

"Mr. Sakaguchi..." Someone seemed to want to say something.

And more people watched Ango Sakaguchi quietly, wanting to listen to his explanation.

The people who can come to this emergency monitoring room are all elite-level secret government employees recommended by major political parties, factions and departments.

They are ruthless and loyal to the country, but they are by no means without their own ideas, let alone blind followers.

It is not easy to control these elites.

And now, they all stopped their work, waiting for the boss, Ango Sakaguchi, to give an explanation for this confusing, or stupid behavior.

"My lords,"

On that slightly dignified face due to years of sleep deprivation and the oppression of a lot of work, the eyes behind the thin black frame are extraordinarily firm and calm,

"If you still trust me, Ango Sakaguchi, please return to your work in peace."

"It is inconvenient to disclose the source of the information, but I can assure you that this is the final stage. Even if there will be another wave attack in the future, there will be no more casualties."

And this city, although our Yokohama has gone through hardships now, she will not fall down at this moment! "

"Please, everyone!"

To be honest, although he said it with confidence, the cold sweat that broke out because of his guilty conscience and the extreme uncertainty about the future had already soaked the inner shirt of the suit on the back of Ango Sakaguchi.

At this time, even because of the deep bow, a drop of tax was flowing down his forehead to the tip of his nose, and dripped onto the floor where no one was paying attention.

Ango Sakaguchi maintained his bowing posture and stared at the drop of sweat. If the staff here rejected his proposal and reported this to their superiors, his blood would probably be the same as this drop of sweat, and no one would know splash it on the ground.

But even so, he is still willing to believe that Mr. Dazai has a further plan to solve this disaster.

Because at that time, the original words of Dazai-kun conveyed by Kunikida Doppo, a member of the detective agency, are as follows:

"In case [I can't come back] this time, you have to be prepared to join forces with the Supernatural Secret Service and the Port Mafia to fight Shen Haijing."

Undoubtedly, at the very beginning, when Dazai-kun chose to go alone, he had already made up his mind that he might be sacrificed in the opponent's hands.

Even though Mr. Dazai was only blocked by Shen Haijing with ice layers as a coffin, even those ice layers saved his life in the huge waves just now.

But there is no doubt that the man is using his life to test whether there are still those insignificant friendships and memories left in the cold and arrogant soul of his former friends.

For Ango Sakaguchi, protecting this beautiful city with memories of drinking with friends is the mission he has pursued all his life since he entered his official career.

A certain friend who used to drink together has lost his mind for the realization of the city's "Three Moments Vision", and now the remaining one has put his life on the verge of death for this great wish to protect Yokohama On the desperate gambling table.

He, Ango Sakaguchi, would not back down even half a step here.

"I... I trust Mr. Sakaguchi,"

The female clerk who said this immediately received everyone's attention. These dazzling gazes made the female clerk shiver obviously, but she insisted on finishing her sentence, "Because, you see, it was because Mr. Sakaguchi insisted on The decision to evacuate allowed those who had entered the high-rise buildings in the waterfront area to escape."

She nodded as if convincing herself, "Otherwise, after the first wave attack launched by Beijing...Shen Haijing, the number of ordinary people who died would have at least five times, or even six times."

"His decision saved so many people in ten minutes, so I believe that Mr. Sakaguchi must have his intentions in doing so."

Probably her words played a role, or the so-called broken window effect of crime.

Finally, the first employee returned to his seat.

The sound of typing on the keyboard sounded again, and the data such as the ability pollution indicators on the screen began to be updated and analyzed again.

Second, third...

Sakaguchi Ango straightened up.The office in front of him has become exactly the same as before, and everyone is doing their best to save Yokohama from the cruel god.

"Please, everyone." He murmured, but his eyes turned to the monitored vital signs data on the screen.

The curve marking "Osamu Dazai" is still beating forward tenaciously.

The code word that Dazai Jun entrusted someone to bring over, which was like a last word, is to think in reverse: when he [can't come back] has entered the realm of death, he can start a thorough attack on Shen Haijing.

"Your plan is easy to say, Dazai-kun." He was almost betrayed by his subordinates, and now he has to face the difficult "Hound" and "Clock Tower Attendant". With a wry smile, "I'm going to be in big trouble here."

Just when Ango Sakaguchi was thinking hard about how to deal with the dual political forces at home and abroad...or survive first, a high-authority phone call suddenly cut him off from this huge Shura field. rescued in between.

"Is it Ango? You have really worked hard this time."

The person who came had a low voice, it was the highest officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, Tan Tian Shantouhuo.

"This is the duty of the subordinate... Where are you now?" Ango Sakaguchi responded subconsciously. The other party is the backbone of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. At such a critical moment, there must be no safety issues.

"Of course I'm staying in a very safe place now, so you don't have to worry about that," Tanda Shantouhuo briefly explained his situation in one sentence, and then he began to explain his work to his subordinates. The first sentence was the highlight ,

"If it's 'Hound Dog', you don't have to worry about it. Just now our information department has intercepted the message sent to them by the military and police, and they are now being told to return where they were."

Suddenly, one of the two mountains on his shoulders was missing. Even Ango Sakaguchi could not help but let out a sigh of relief when he heard this sentence, but he immediately thought of something again, and the expression on his face became tense again, "Then the Ministry of Internal Affairs How should the minister explain—”

"Don't worry, the higher-ups won't blame anything. The political factions of the Ministry of the Interior and the military and police are not unified, and the people above are not of the same mind." Taneda Shantouhuo watched the two people sitting and standing in front of him, and did not shy away from each other. Existence continued, "Since our side can provide a solution to the problem, they naturally don't want to ask others for help. After all, if they do that, the sovereignty under the name of the Ministry of Internal Affairs will also be eroded by the military and police. I don't want to see it."

As if he had thought of something interesting, his tone became lighter, "The only thing I want to say is that the little sister of the deputy chief at the 'Hound Dog' has a lot of opinions on this. The culprit is old, and he sent a lot of complaints directly on the phone, saying that when he comes over next time, he will definitely take the members of these evil organizations in one pot."

"Oh, this is really scary." Someone beside him seemed to interject indistinctly.

When Ango Sakaguchi was still remembering which acquaintance this unexpectedly familiar interjection came from, he heard the farming chief on the other side of the phone seem to sneer, and continued to order, "Then, leave the 'Clock Tower Attendant' to me, Someone on my side is eager to get involved with those tricky foreigners."

"You did a good job this time, Ango, and I will leave the aftermath to you." The top officer of the Supernatural Secret Service Division said in a deep voice, "By the way, I have agreed to the request you made before, and now we will proceed Let's do it."

"?!"

If the first half of the sentence only made Ango Sakaguchi look at the devastated streets of Yokohama on the screen, and recall with a headache the overtime hell that he had been unable to sleep for half a month, then the second half of Taneda Santou's fire made him feel terrified.

Even though he was the one who directly made this outrageous request to the other party, he couldn't help but confirm it with his chief, "But that's—"

"At least, with the power he possesses, he is still willing to compromise here, which proves that Shen Haijing has some fetters with this city. The information we collected before does not mean that although the 'Red Tide' is very cruel to the enemy, But is he still a relatively innocent guy in character?"

Taneda Shantou thought about what the person opposite him said to him before, which was one of the reasons why he made up his mind to agree to the conditions of Ango Sakaguchi, "If Fukami-kyo can really completely destroy Yokohama, it is to open Once Pandora's box is broken, it will be the day when he, or it should break through the bottom line of human nature, civilization and morality, and officially become an enemy of all human beings."

"But at least, before he has made up his mind, what we have to do is not to continue to push him to the hostile side, but to preserve combat power as much as possible for future crises that are still uncertain."

"Regardless of whether they all have the appearance of a human being, for the government, Shen Haijing is just like that collector, a person with supernatural powers who can resist state-level attacks."

"Shibusawa... Ryuhiko?"

Thinking of the famous criminal who wantonly tortured and killed people with supernatural abilities after fleeing abroad, Ango Sakaguchi was speechless.

As a member of the political vortex, he can indeed understand the greatness of politics when it operates to protect the majority of the people, but he always feels disgusted by the dark side reflected under it.

"In the beginning we didn't agree to his request because we couldn't be sure whether Fukami-kyo's ability was worth the price we paid... But you can see the situation now, Ango. Since we don't know him well enough, let's be honest Follow the plan of the other acquaintance, that's all."

Tandan Shantouhuo hung up the communication with his subordinate, and turned his attention to the so-called "temporary partner" sitting on the high-backed soft chair opposite. young blond girl back to the room to rest.

The chief officer of the Ability Secret Service Department patiently watched the blond young girl leave the room with her hair swaying angrily, then lowered his head to look at the steaming tea bowl in front of him. He stared at the green tea soup, "This Although the quality of the bowl of tea is very good, but unfortunately, I still prefer the side of the wine, I'm sorry."

"Don't be so indifferent, Chief Farmer," the man sitting opposite him took a sip of tea calmly, "If you have to say it, I'm actually a coffee fan. Tea is such an old-fashioned thing, or that Your Excellency Silver Wolf from a detective agency prefers it."

"But having said that," the man, that is, the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, a bitter matte flashed in his wine-colored eyes, "my family's cadres are masters in tea ceremony, because her hands have always been Very stable, whether it is pouring tea or killing people, it is a first-class level in the Tao. Even if you don't like tea, please don't waste the tea leaves she treasures."

"If you don't want to waste tea, don't let your young people out to do anything wrong next time,"

Taneda Shantou glanced at the young woman beside her side, her eyes narrowed and her hands lowered to wash tea. Although she was a cadre of the mafia, she could be called a virtuous and virtuous woman with crimson hair on her face, as if she was the most admired woman in neon culture. Yamato Nadeko, as if he didn't hear what they said at all, just immersed himself in his tea ceremony wholeheartedly,

"Otherwise, next time, it's your turn to taste the tea reserves from our Ability and Secret Service Division."

"when--"

The water-filled tea spoon taps lightly on the edge of the cooler—

The sound is not too loud, but in a quiet room, it will shock people.However, neither of the two people here is a man who would be frightened by a soft noise, even if the soft noise included the strong murderous aura of the cadres from the Port Mafia militant faction when the leader was verbally insulted, that's the same.

"Look, Chief Farmer, if a woman gets angry, it's the scariest thing in the world."

After a while, Mori Ou, who was still more tactful, went out to smooth things over.After all, no matter what, the port mafia is also an anti-social organization. Leaving aside other parallel worlds, they are still insignificant compared with the power of the authorities, and some verbal concessions are still necessary.

Taneda Yamatohiro snorted coldly, and then he heard Mori Ogai say slowly, "Speaking of which, isn't what Yokohama suffered this time a natural tsunami that is irresistible to manpower? As a member of Yokohama, I deeply express my deep respect for this It's a pity, but my Mori Society will spare no effort to assist the government when rebuilding the city later."

"But what do these things have to do with my incompetent children?"

"If you're talking about Jingjun, it's just because of your health that you went to an oceanic island with a warm climate to recuperate for a few years, but when you came back to report on your duties, you happened to encounter these things, didn't you?"

"Do you want to say that even if Shen Haijing assassinated one of your cadres, you should cover it up as if it had never happened?" Facing the mafia leader who opened his eyes and told lies, Zhongtian Shantouhuo did not hesitate. Politely pointing out the loopholes in this, "I thought that according to your regulations, you would decide to execute the other party secretly after this kind of thing is over. When did the port mafia become such a weak organization?"

"This is a matter within our organization, so don't bother you." Mori Ogai shrugged his shoulders, "Compared to this, I am more worried about your safety, and I am alone on the basis of no other protection. Come to the base camp of the hostile organization, I wonder if you are overconfident in your own strength or what?"

"I'm very worried about you here. What should I do if I am unfortunately hit by a tsunami on the way back? An attack of that level should leave you with no bones left?"

"Hmph, although I'm not sure about the conscience of you anti-social organizations, I still understand you, Mori Ogai," he looked down at the bowl of tea soup that was no longer steaming, and then reached out to take it The tea bowl came and drank one, "Even if you wish to kill me on the spot, you will let me go for the sake of the stability of this city."

"Am I such a kind person?"

"Who knows."

"..."

After the atmosphere solidified again, Mori Ogai was still the first to break the silence. He seemed to be unconsciously playing with the mobile phone he had just hung up in his hand, and seemed to be more preoccupied," said the baroness at the 'Clock Tower Attendant'. Cowardly government organizations, they still value the more efficient side."

Although he himself is not very happy about this so-called importance.

"In order to make up for this incident, we will have to accept the task that the other party makes difficult. I hope that this time, the Ability and Secret Service Department will not embarrass us."

"It depends on what's going on." Taneda Shantou responded calmly.

"It's not too important, it's just a reward."

It is not uncommon to offer rewards on the black market, even if the person offering the reward is a person with supernatural powers, it is not surprising. What really makes people feel strange is the reward behind the reward...the people.

Not to mention the "Clock Tower Attendant" from the European base camp where the superpowers originated, the "Rat of the House of Death" who has no leader in Russia, and the "combination" with rich and powerful North America will actually step in and offer a reward amount It is an astonishingly high price of 70 billion U.S. dollars, but the object is just an ordinary boy who can't even use his own supernatural powers...?

Mori Ogai pondered for a moment, but decided to hide this matter.

After all, if the Ability Secret Service Division knew the inside story, they would naturally dispatch the military and police to arrest them, and there would be no such thing as a reward on the underground black market.

And if they don't even know...the port mafia only wants to protect the night of Yokohama and their own dignity, and they don't have much interest in world peace.

"It's just catching a white-haired tiger. It's probably someone who offended them." He said casually, not knowing that this young white tiger would set off a stormy sea in Yokohama in the future that was not inferior to what it is today.

At least the two people who are talking now don't take this reward seriously. After all, the most important thing right now is to solve the incident caused by Shen Haijing.

After the huge wave, the streets were full of fragmented construction waste and large areas of ruins. The street lamps and uprooted trees were piled up randomly like corpses in a massacre.Not to mention those abandoned vehicles, the gasoline leaked from them polluted my seawater, and on the originally smooth asphalt streets, although the water flow has not been completely withdrawn, it is faintly visible that the ground has been hit by heavy objects to the point of being mottled and broken. appearance.

Although there is no wailing of the affected people as an embellishment, no one can deny that this scene is even more worthy of the words "hell on earth" than the dragon head war I saw back then.

"Is this what you want to show me?"

Mr. Nakaya's body was refreshed, not even a drop of water wet his clothes.He said to me with a very calm expression, "In this case, I should let you see what my oath is."

This is a matter of course, his supernatural ability [Dirty Sorrow] manipulates gravity to exclude all objects from his body, no matter if it is gas, liquid, or solid without exception. As a creation of this planet, she naturally cannot break through the laws of physics created by her.

It's just that the appearance of not wearing gloves on those hands is really uncomfortable.

What made people even more uncomfortable than this was his next attack - although his expression was still calm, his movements were not slow at all.

Almost the second after he said those words, Mr. Chuya's fist was about to rush towards my eyes with the sound of tearing wind.

If I were still using a human body now, his punch would probably blow my head straight away.

But now I am different. All the organs and limbs in my body exist to kill human beings. The reaction nerves that are several times higher than human beings are enough to allow this body to easily avoid Mr. Chuya's offensive.

Although the hind limbs that have been folded into a snake's tail will be somewhat inconvenient to move on land, creating a water layer for me to shelter and dodge is only a momentary matter of my mind.

On the contrary, even though [Among the Dirty Sorrows] can rely on gravity to control my water layer and keep the pressure from the deep sea out of my body, the oxygen I need to survive is limited by the water layer. The thing is, it is the weakness that all enemies, even myself, cannot escape when facing 【V】.

Mr. Chuya naturally did the same.

The enemy would grab his own neck and struggle to suffocate to death in the water; I used to suffer from the 10-[-] minute limit of the portable oxygen tube; and Mr. Nakaya was suffocated due to lack of oxygen at this time. The face is also enough to illustrate this point.

If I want to kill Mr. Chuya, I just need to trap him in this water layer long enough, which is not difficult for me who can control my body freely now.

Unless he is willing to abandon everything and escape to the 5.00% place that cannot be submerged by the flood of the world.That is the absolutely safe place of causality, the last paradise for human beings to save the land in the face of the great flood.No matter who it is, as long as they set foot on those lands, my ability will naturally be unable to do anything to him.

But as far as I know, Mr. Nakaya is not the type to get cold feet.

On the contrary, the rule of violence that he has always believed in is "the best defense is to attack".

Several thick steel bars that were originally lying in the streets and ruins flew in the air. After piercing through the tens of meters of water layer I created, they still continued unabated. They didn't stop unwillingly until the water layer instantly froze into ice. Struggling, stuck inside the crystal clear iceberg.

Finally, they fell to the ground together and distorted their bodies to pieces, forming a wonderful scene that can only appear when people with different abilities fight each other.

And Mr. Nakaya took advantage of me to deal with the endless and high-speed entanglement of construction waste, and successfully jumped out of the water layer with a leap of gravity.

However, the lack of oxygen for a long time is not good even for him.

Although I was locked in the depths of the water layer and couldn't hear his voice, I can already imagine his uncomfortable expression from the movement of Mr. Nakaya covering his mouth with the back of his hand and coughing continuously.

Even if we are both inhuman gods, our paths are as incompatible as land and sea.

With the development of the battle, we are getting closer and closer to the familiar seaside amusement park. Not far away, the Ferris wheel that symbolizes Yokohama has been hit by the huge waves of the tsunami just now and fell to the ground.The beautiful and smooth paint was worn away to reveal the ugly steel underground, and the box seats and light bulb parts were dropped everywhere due to the huge impact before.

Before I could mourn for the Cos|mosClock that used to accompany me through every holiday, I watched the giant steel round wheel that was so big that people could only look up at it, completely painted and dyed. It took on a layer of scorching red that scorched people's eyes, and was lifted up by Mr. Nakaya who was standing next to it.

Even though he almost died at my hands, his expression was calm.Even if I looked deeply into those cobalt blue eyes, I couldn't find a trace of killing intent, or even a trace of fighting intent.

As he himself said, he was just fulfilling his promise.

But in any case, this situation is no longer the same as before, he stunned me, he finally couldn't bear my provocation, and he was about to attack, right?

So, Mr. Chuya's final decision is to kill me...?

Of course, I did this to Yokohama, where he stayed for so long. Although I didn't say it, Mr. Nakaya, who has always regarded this place as more important than his hometown of Aomori, could not let me go.

Now the votes are two to one.

...Actually, I haven't asked Dazai the last time, but let me keep this, even after seeing the scene where the inhuman me kills humans and civilizations, he will still choose the fantasy of letting me survive.

The balance of fate finally tipped towards the ending I like.

In fact, death is what I want, but when I really get it, I feel a lot of pain in my heart.

But even this kind of pain is within my original expectation—after all, after I die, they will only suffer more than me and experience more suffering, and those sufferings will not be compensated even if they are thousands of times more painful .

So, when that Ferris wheel came down on me on a full tilt, I removed all the water and protection.

Even the body of a god can't bear such a blow. I'm already prepared for the imminent death of my own body.

Did Dazai think the same way every time he committed suicide?

Or is he also looking forward to someone coming to save him?

This idea vaguely turned in my mind, and at the moment when the shadow of the Ferris wheel finally fell on my face, I didn't know whether it was anticipation or fear, so I closed my eyes.

Will this death be painful?

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The sharp impacting airflow was grinding back and forth by my side like a knife, and the loud sound of the steel skeleton of the entire Ferris wheel crashing into the ground could almost deafen people's ears. The mud and water splashed everywhere, especially me who was in the gap between the steel frames, and I couldn't escape being thrown all over me.

In fact, as long as these things enter [V] and roll around, they will disappear by themselves, but before I can react, a burst of hurried footsteps are running towards me, beyond the keen hearing of human beings, I can even hear it The sound of nervous breathing and jumping in the air when jumping over obstacles.

"Jing!" The visitor shouted anxiously and briefly, but then quickly lowered his voice as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Although the body is still immersed in the edge of death just touched and trembling cannot extricate itself, but the bewildered brain analyzes it first, what I heard just now is the voice of Mr. Nakaya,

"Are you okay? Hey, talk to me, Jing."

Although my eyes were still closed, I could feel Mr. Chuya squatting down beside me.

Then, a rough, soft and warm touch from the calluses touched my cheeks, and I felt that some wet things were covering my eyes, but now they were wiped away from my face with not-so-gentle force, and then Those tactile sensations moved to his cheeks again, and he patted them carefully twice.

"Why is there no response?"

Although I couldn't make any movements, I could hear his anxious voice, followed by a high-pitched shout, "Hey, bastard Dazai, are you frozen and stupid, don't dawdle there!"

"Come here and have a look, why doesn't Jing open his eyes?! Let me tell you that I didn't hit him just now!"

Then the sound of another footstep approaching this side like a stroll in the garden became hasty, and not long after, the owner of the last footstep, Dazai also squatted down beside him.

My wet hair was swiftly and gently brushed to the back of my neck, and three fingers that were extraordinarily cold because I had just come out of the ice coffin accurately pressed on the vital pulse of a creature.

Even so, I can't afford to be wary of him in the slightest.

Next, I heard Dazai let out a sigh of relief in my ear, and then he turned his head, and for some reason began to criticize Mr. Chuya, who was also squatting aside, "It's all because Chuya, you are too rough Because of this, it’s all right now, Jingjun might never wake up again.”

"Can't wake up...?"

Mr. Nakaya's voice sounded quite bewildered, even a little unbelievable, feeling that everyone else had been fooled by the mackerel next to him.Obviously, as a long-standing partner, he shouldn't be the one who believed Dazai's nonsense so easily, "What do you mean by not being able to wake up?"

Dazai poked my face twice, "I told you that Jing Jun has a very sensitive personality, and Chuya still used this method to scare him. Now he thought he was dead, and he couldn't wake up and change his mind. It's normal to be a vegetable."

"Then what should I do! Hey Jing! You should wake up quickly!"

Mr. Nakaya was already stuttering, and I felt his face turned around and patted back and forth several times.This time, Mr. Nakaya's force was much more violent than before. Not only did my face really hurt from the beating, but my unclear thinking even became more confused.

But he was stopped by Dazai before he had time to hit him a few times, "Hit it a little lighter, so it won't work even if you knock Jingjun's head off. Calm down, I have an idea."

"what?"

"What is Jing Jun's favorite thing? Using something he likes to lure the other party to wake up is a very common way to deal with vegetative people in medicine, right?"

"For Jing, it's just those few things? But now that the stores in Yokohama are closed, where can I find mango cakes? Besides, the Ferris wheel was just now—"

"Why don't you try Zhongye, maybe after you help the Ferris wheel up, Jingjun will wake up as soon as he is happy."

"it is good."

Mr. Nakaya stood up, and the sound of his footsteps gradually faded away, followed by the sound of the ferris wheel's steel frame being creaked and lifted up.At this moment, I felt Dazai stuff something into my palm.

I wanted to open my eyes to see, but my body didn't listen, as if it was really like what Dazai said, I was still immersed in the feeling of being extremely close to death just now and couldn't extricate myself.

Not long after, Mr. Nakaya's voice came from afar with the loud crack of the ground, "Okay, is Jing awake?"

"Unfortunately, although his eyeballs moved a little earlier, he still hasn't woken up."

"Then what should I do? Are you really going to find Mango? I'm called a subordinate...Damn it, where is my phone?!"

"Did you forget that Jing Jun still has one thing he likes?"

"What is it?"

"Doesn't he still like you very much?"

I heard the sound of Dazai shaking his finger bones, and his smile and teasing almost came out from his voice, "Although I don't agree with his aesthetics very much, if Chuya, you come over and let me kiss you If you hit him on the face twice, he will definitely wake up on the spot because he is very worried about you, right?"

"..."

Just when I thought that Mr. Chuya should see through Dazai's lies, I heard his voice from hesitation to determination, "What you said is true? Then—"

"Pfft." This was Dazai's voice that finally couldn't help laughing.

"Bastard mackerel—" This was the roar of Mr. Nakaya finally realizing that he had been cheated, and the sound of grabbing him by the collar and pulling him up to punch him.

These are just the most common ways of communication between them, but it is a daily routine that I have not heard for a long time.

This body is like a robot whose switch has been pressed. First, the eyeballs start to rotate, and then the waterproof, different nictitating membrane is pulled apart by the muscles and then merged into the blood.