Port Mafia executives have something to say

As one of the three major shrines in Japan, Kasuga Taisha is located in a city with a strong sense of ancient and customs like Nara. Its solemnity and solemnity are incomparable to ordinary shrines.

After visiting the shrine, I hugged a bunch of amulets contentedly, followed by Mr. Nakaya who put his hands in his pockets and walked silently.

I don't know if it's because he got up too early today, although he didn't say anything, but the air pressure was very low along the way.

Not to mention taking pictures, even the little deer peeping at us on the side of the road was too scared to come over and act like a baby.

"...cough cough."

I coughed twice on purpose, and Mr. Nakaya, who usually throws a water bottle over to force him to drink, did not respond this time.

"..."

Being completely ignored, I had no choice but to think about it. Could it be because I secretly hid the pair of black leather gloves that he threw aside yesterday?

But when he threw it there, he obviously forgot about it. After getting up this morning, he immediately took out a new spare?

No, no, what's the difference between this and illegitimate meals.

I had no choice but to give up, and took the gloves from the inner pocket of my coat and returned them to him.

"what is this……?"

Mr. Nakaya was a little dazed, but he immediately reacted and gave me a habitual white look, but he didn't reach out to take it.

It seemed that he wasn't bothered by this matter, "No wonder I always felt that something was missing when I was packing the box last night. It really was here with you."

Mr. Nakaya is so magnanimous, but it makes me feel that I have been too self-willed these two days.

Reflecting on myself silently again, I apologized to him in a low voice, "I'm sorry Mr. Chuya, I won't hide your things anymore."

"If you like it, take it away."

He didn't seem to care much, and he was in a better mood than before, jokingly said:

"What, you finally feel embarrassed? It seems that you are not as thick-skinned as that bastard Dazai."

But halfway through his speech, he didn't know why he didn't continue.

Aragami from Aomori strolled leisurely between the stone lanterns and the red corridor, and the morning mist wetted the hair on the side of Mr. Nakaya's solemn face.

Hanging wooden corridors, vermilion pilasters, and several maidens in white clothes and red hakamas were cleaning the corridors, passing us by with indifferent expressions, without even noticing that there were non-human beings around us, just like we were not in the shrine It is the same as feeling the presence of other gods.

In other words, the boundary between gods and humans has become extremely ambiguous at this moment.

"Mr. Chuya," I couldn't help calling him, "you don't look very happy today... what happened?"

"...It's nothing, the leader just sent me an email."

Mr. Nakaya hesitated for a moment, and directly threw the phone over, "Last time, Dazai already had news about the leak of information about your friends in the watch world."

"..."

"The traitor is the chief's secretariat, a female clerk named 'Nan'. She colluded with A of the five major cadres in private and disclosed information about this to Dostoevsky."

South?

After I heard this name, I was stunned, "Wait, Mr. Chuya, that Miss Nan is very trusted by the leader. She has been in charge of supplying desserts for Alice and me since two years ago."

"Therefore,"

Mr. Chuya nodded, "Do you still remember when you were drugged during the Longtou War? Although your adjutant was the mastermind at the time, this clerk, as Dostoevsky's informant, was also in the middle Provided a lot of help."

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

In addition to taking care of Alice's and I's snacks, the lady clerk is also responsible for entertaining some distinguished guests who come to visit the port Mafia*. Such a position is indeed very suitable for conveying information to the outside world.

I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable when I think of the naked malice hidden under the expression of the lady clerk smiling softly and recommending various desserts to Alice and me.

"What the leader means is that he intends to hand over the person directly to you for disposal."

"..."

If one or two betrayals from someone close to me made me feel full of anger and sadness, then the subsequent repetition would only make me feel sighs and sadness.

I think one day, sooner or later, I will treat these with peace of mind.

"She is from the leader's secretariat. Logically, only the leader can issue an order to execute her."

"If the leader decides to let me handle it, I would rather leave it to Dazai."

"I don't know when you can get rid of your soft-heartedness." Mr. Nakaya was not surprised, as if he knew that I would answer like this.

He was standing under the vermilion torii gate, with a very calm expression on his handsome and eye-catching face, he was looking at the distant scenery.

The monsoon blowing from afar brought his voice from Gravityist,

"Go back this time, just take off the collar around your neck."

"OK, all right."

I was holding the mobile phone and clicked Mr. Nakaya's side face, and responded casually.

Then he suddenly realized, did he just mention the collar?

"and many more,"

I quickly put away my phone, and ran a few steps to catch up with him who was walking down the mountain, "Mr. Nakaya, how do you know about my collar...?"

"The leader sent me a notice just now, and I have been promoted to one of the five major cadres."

He said it lightly, and he couldn't see the happy look on his face after he was promoted to a cadre, making people wonder whether he should be congratulated—it was exactly the same as Dazai back then, and the five major cadres were already so embarrassing. Looking for a job?

"In your collar, there is a locator that is controlled by the organization's information department for 24 hours, and an electric current that can kill people in an instant. That's right."

"And the remote control that can release the electric shock is in the hands of the cadres—if A is not included, the only ones who know about it are the leader, the eldest sister, that bastard Dazai, and me who was just promoted to a cadre today. "

Doesn't this mean that everyone knows the same?

I suddenly felt guilty, "This is a safety device just in case—"

But as soon as I said this, I knew that I had said something nonsense, so I quickly shut up and cut off the remaining half of the sentence.

And because of this nonsense blurted out, Mr. Nakaya's face became even uglier.

"Are you angry?"

"What do you say?"

He asked in a bad tone, "Even if it is willful, it should be enough. Before making such a decision, think about other people's feelings."

"According to the leader, after the elder sister found out about this, she ran directly to his office to overturn the table."

Eldest sister, she...

"I didn't know anyone at that time. In order not to do something wrong, there was nothing I could do."

I was both moved and guilty, and retorted in a low voice.

Then, before Mr. Chuya stared and got angry, he looked at him flatteringly,

"After this vacation is over, I'll go back to the headquarters to dispose of it. After all, Mr. Nakaya, who is a hundred times more effective than a collar, is already in charge of watching me."

After hearing my words, his face turned slightly warmer, and he snorted softly, "It's not too bad."

……

After visiting the remaining attractions of Kasuga Taisha, the two of us walked side by side on the way down the mountain to the parking lot.

Yesterday's rain has not completely dissipated, and the wet moss in the mountains and forests is dotted on the stones and trees.And those elegant and pure creatures are walking freely in the forest at this time, peeping at us with innocent eyes from time to time among the bushes.

"It's so beautiful here." It's just that the fawns don't like me very much.

"Why, do you want to come here to retire in the future?" Mr. Zhongya asked jokingly.

"That's not true, I'm still so young."

I imagine what I will look like in the next few decades, and I feel that this kind of rugged mountain road will be unbearable now, let alone old and weak in the future. "And I prefer places with seas, and it is best to have a relatively large skyscraper wheel."

"The only place you're talking about is Yokohama."

"What's so bad about Yokohama? I think I kind of like it there."

I stopped and walked all the way, until I walked to the parking lot with him, and I remembered what I had inadvertently forgotten, "Speaking of which, you are all cadres now?!"

Needless to say, the old father, the eldest sister, Dazai Nakaya... am I the only one left in the position of quasi-cadre now?

This, this is the rejection from Shuanghei!

"Did you just react?"

Mr. Nakaya sighed tiredly, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, "King, you are too slow."

Probably because the lemon on my face was too obvious, he came over with a cigarette in his mouth, and gave me a comforting (and mocking) rua,

"The five major cadres are full now. If you want to be promoted so much, you can continue to look forward to it—there will be vacancies after I kill that bastard Dazai one day."

"Forget it then." Daydream early in the morning.

According to Mr. Chuya's scheming, even if he can kill a hundred Dazai in an instant, he can find that the next one is the real one in the end - even if there are another hundred Dazai, he may not be able to find Dazai himself.

I rolled my eyes and slapped Aidou's hand away rebelliously.

As a result, I used too much force, and accidentally threw the video (?) mobile phone I was holding in my hand.I didn't even have time to react, so I could only watch it spin and slide under the chassis of the tourist bus next to me.

"!!!"

The phone doesn't matter, but I haven't saved "Aragami in Nara.avi" yet——

"...Actually, you are an idiot."

It was still very early at this time, and no one around would get up so early, so Mr. Nakaya didn't bother to bend down to look for it.

The gravity user of the port Mafia directly used his ability to manipulate gravity, and easily lifted the bus over his head with one hand, and then moved his chin to direct me to go in and pick it up.

"—"

I bowed my head and stooped in.At this time, there was the sound of something falling to the ground behind him.

I looked back and saw little Conan appeared at the entrance of the parking lot at some point.

His hands were still frozen as if he was holding something, and not far away, a football was lying helplessly on the ground.

"..."

There was an awkward silence at the scene.

Looking to the left, there is Mr. Nakaya holding the bus with one hand, with a seemingly grim expression, but in fact, the smoke in his mouth fell to the ground in fright.

Looking to the right, there is a blank face, and the background board endlessly repeats a series of "Who am I, where and what happened?" Little Conan in the first bold bullet screen.

I decide--

Of course, I picked up my mobile phone first. By the way, the idol video was saved automatically. It’s really awesome (≧≦)

In this way, after I came out completely, Mr. Chuya subconsciously let go.The bus carried in the hand.

And with the sound of the entire bus falling to the ground, it was like a balloon that was poked with a needle only to find that the needle broke. This silent awkward atmosphere...is still the same embarrassment.

In the end, it was the kid in the blue suit who broke the almost frozen atmosphere.

I saw him pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Until just now, I have always had doubts in my heart."

"The deceased was a man in his prime. He often exercised and was physically strong. Even if the sleeping pills took effect, it was impossible for him to pass out so helplessly that he drowned in the hot spring."

"What's more suspicious is the scratches on his back and fingertips. Logically speaking, it should be a fight, but the direction of the muscles after death seems wrong."

"Compared to fighting, those excessively worn nail edges are more like the situation that appeared after rubbing and struggling on the masonry at the bottom of the water."

"So, the murderer must be someone who can make him sink to the bottom of the water and struggle desperately but can't resist—"

When Conan said this, Mr. Nakaya and I looked at each other.

"This kid is a bit powerful. ’ he hinted at me.

"Why don't we tie him back and I can take care of him?" I also hinted at Mr. Chuya (reread) without any personal affection (reread).

The face of the port Mafia gravity user was black at that time,

"No, do you think this is a stray cat you picked up at random? ! 』

"Dazai can be raised, why can't I?" I patted the car angrily, "And Akutagawa is very stubborn and doesn't listen to people's words at first glance, at least little Conan Haka is more obedient."

"???"

Little Conan, who was interrupted by the cue in the middle of the reasoning, looked at us with a question mark on his face.

"No, no," Mr. Nakaya rebuffed me categorically, and touched his car distressedly, "Hurry up and get rid of this person, we have to catch a plane soon."

"Do you want me to..." I made a gesture on the neck, "No, he's still so small?"

Mr. Chuya frowned, obviously not happy.It's just that before he opened his mouth to speak, Little Conan over there asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"

"Kill and kill."

"!!!" Little Conan took a step back nervously.

"—I was going to do this, but you don't have evidence to identify the culprit, do you?"

"..." He gritted his teeth and fell silent.

If evidence is left at the scene, I will doubt Mr. Chuya's efficiency.

That's right, the real culprit in this hot spring hotel murder case is the one next to me who lit a cigarette for himself and began to puff, Mr. Port Mafia Gravity Maker.

The president of the [Pharmaceutical Trading] company, and the Feng family, which is related to the port mafia, recently had a fairly intense competition on a certain project.

After the other party used the relationship of politicians to impose unfair pressure on the Feng family, the current head of the Feng family called the head of the port Mafia on the same day.

Ever since, the final situation turned into extra overtime for us poor social animals.

The real Miss Fiancee has long been asleep in my 【V】forever.

As for the fake fiancée, she was disguised by an assassin sent by Dazai... Judging by her indifferent and confused look, I probably know who she is.

"All in all, it's like this. If you don't have evidence, no one will believe a child."

That's what our job is, nasty and dirty, and after all the Mafia has never been a mouthpiece for chivalry.

Ordinary city police have nothing to do with people with supernatural powers. The only thing that can sanction us in this country is the Supernatural Secret Service Division of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

……

After finally dismissing the ambitious young Conan who "will definitely catch you in the future", we hurriedly checked out the house and drove to the airport.

Mr. Nakaya stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed to 1. The scarlet red sports car was speeding all the way and attracted everyone's attention. Those who didn't know thought he was driving F[-].

Fortunately, I was not late.

……

After successfully passing the security check, I breathed a sigh of relief, crossed my legs and retracted into the booth, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration,

"To celebrate that Chuya-san is finally on an equal footing with Dazai again, let's go to the amusement park—there should be a Ferris wheel over there."

"It's the Ferris wheel again,"

He sat across from me with a look of disgust, and ordered a cup of coffee, "I don't want it. At this time, adults should go to the bar, right?"

"But that time Dazai, didn't we already go to the bar...you almost demolished the bar." The second half of the sentence was purely coercive.

"In short, the amusement park is a place for little devils, object."

However, when I hugged Mr. No. [-] and sat with Mr. Nakaya in the crowded airport cafe, the two of us were discussing how to celebrate his promotion to the top five cadres while waiting for the boarding announcement. The doll in the movie suddenly spoke,

"Jingjun, can you hear me?"

The sound scared me so much that I almost threw it out.

"Dazai???"

What a prank this time, after I return from Okinawa, I must take care of this guy.

At this time, my mind was still full of killing, but his words after that, like the judgment sent by the gods when the end came, subverted everything——

All I have.

"...I have something very important to tell you."

"Writer Oda's children were ambushed by a hostile organization, and they were all killed... In short, he is now going to the enemy's stronghold alone to take revenge."

Dazai’s voice has always been full of fatigue but always at ease. It’s the first time I heard him be so weak and dry, like a drenched torch that can no longer be ignited, “Boss, he... refused My suggestion for reinforcements."

"Varied……"

"The leader of Mimic is a very powerful person with supernatural powers. I'm afraid even if I am Odasaku, I can't... come back alive."

Dazai paused.

In this tiny pause, I seemed to hear some desperate and suffocating voice.

——like the last cry for help from a dying person.

"Please, Jingjun, please hurry back."

How...how could this be...

I took a deep breath and tried to comfort him, "Don't worry about Dazai, call the helicopter over, I'll-"

At this moment, a hand was pressed directly on No. [-] gentleman's body. I watched the doll that I had been holding in my arms for several days exploded in an instant, and the communicator hidden inside naturally Nor can it be spared.

"...Mr. Nakaya?"

Gravity keeps his head down, and I can't see the expression on his face at this moment, but the dazzling orange hair as always, almost blending with the bloody sunset at this time.

"No."

He said.

"You stay here."

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感谢在2020-06-0511:39:48~2020-06-0619:37:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 fruit;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Muchi; 5 bottles of pomegranate and star wish; 1 bottle of Ji who is trying to cultivate immortality;

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