My brother is not a good person

Holding the silver hand letter left by Dazai Osamu in his hand, Nakahara Chuya even had a slight urge to seek power and usurp the throne.

Overcoming his urge to tear it apart on the spot, he took a deep breath and slowly unfolded it.

In fact, Osamu Dazai did not leave much to say.

He just confessed that when he was not around, Yao Zhong also acted as the temporary leader.

As for where he went, what he was going to do, and when he would come back, he didn't mention a word.

It has to be said that this timing is simply too suitable for usurping the throne.

The only remaining disadvantage is that he cannot sharpen mackerel with his hands.

But how could that bastard make him so easy?

There must be something tricky to throw here, right?

Gathering the Silver Hand's anger and indignation, Mr. Cadre issued the first order after becoming the acting leader.

"Let everyone tell the bastard that..." He cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, "Hey, that's what you said."

"Forget about it!"

This is an order that saved thousands of embarrassing cancers.

It was also the beginning of Zhongyuan Zhongye's desperation.

No matter how much he can't understand Dazai Osamu's outlook on life, Nakahara has to admit that no one can match his mind.

Therefore, he has no intention of changing the opponent's plan.

What's more... Osamu Dazai is still the leader.

And the leader's order is absolute.

Zhong Yuan, who had just taken over the chief's affairs, was once too busy to sleep in his office with his clothes on.

Raisha, who is also busy preparing for the game, will naturally not add unnecessary trouble to him at this time.

Although most of the time, Laisha just keeps the habit of making a phone call before going to bed, simply saying a few trivial things, and the end of the call is often the sound of long breathing when she falls asleep unconsciously.

But she will also take time to take a change of clothes, walk the dog, and go to the headquarters building of the Port Mafia to care for her boyfriend who is working hard day by day.

The guards of the headquarters building had already recorded her face, and except for the first time, they never stopped her again.

Smiling and nodding to the doorman, Laisha walked into the building and pressed the button of the elevator.

The five tall buildings of the Port Mafia were originally Yokohama landmarks.

The building belonging to the leader is even the most.

Everything outside the glass shrank extremely quickly, and after just a dozen seconds, she arrived at the floor where the office was located.

Giving the things she brought to Yin, Laisha untied the leash around Luo Jia's neck and let him roll on the floor of the office.

"Have you found Dazai's whereabouts yet?"

She flipped through the novels she brought and sat on the only sofa in the office.

"He has been missing for more than ten days, right? Is it really okay?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also signed his name on the document without looking up, "If he doesn't want to be found, no one can find him. So we can only wait for him to show up."

"But you are so busy, don't miss my game." Laisha cast her gaze from the top of the page, "Let me tell you, if you miss it, there will be no next time!"

"You want me to go so much, of course I can't miss it."

Looking up at her, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the corners of his mouth, his words were full of determination.

Noticing the title of the book in her hand, he couldn't help asking: "Why did you remember to buy the novel?"

The title of this book is followed by an "上", so it is obvious that it is still a novel.

"Then I can't just sit here, can I?"

Flipping the pages of the book, Laisha chatted with each other one after another.

She didn't really care about what the novel was about, she just chatted to pass the time.

The girl tapped on the spine of the book with her fingertips.

"But then again, this book is quite interesting."

At least it's more interesting than other books.

"So far, the only problem I have found is that there is no second volume of this novel."

"But maybe it can be called its advantage."

Clipping the bookmark into the book as a mark, Miss Champion leaned on the back of the sofa and looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the chief's office.

Fire-like clouds burned outside the window.

It was the setting sun that moved first.

She sighed softly: "After all, you have to know..."

"There is no story more fascinating than a story that never ends."

"And for some people, no ending may be the most appropriate ending."

She raised the book and shook the cover at Mr. Cadre.

"For example, the gentleman I met in the bookstore, he liked this work very much, and he shared with me the story between him and this work."

What sharing...According to her habit, she is obviously taking the initiative to talk, right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also secretly complained, catching up with the words very politely, "What's the matter?"

"It was because of this novel that the gentleman decided to embark on the path of literary creation."

Putting the book aside casually, Laisha nestled on the sofa and told what she had seen and heard today.

Before entering the bookstore, she just wanted to buy a book that would pass the time and save her from sitting in the office staring at the light bulb.

After walking into the bookstore, she was troubled by the fact that none of the titles of the book could arouse her interest.

And it was at this time that the kind gentleman offered her help.

The man with short red hair held a literacy book in his arms, and handed over this novel without a sequel.

He is very confident in the quality of this novel, the only thing that makes him hesitate is...

A trace of guilt can be seen in the man's usual calmness, "If you don't mind that it has no ending, give this book a try. You won't be disappointed."

He is not like a man with a family, but he is going to buy supplementary books for teaching children how to read.

When Raisha took the novel, she could not help noticing the calluses on the opponent's hand.

The combination of all the above makes people unable to bear the curiosity in their hearts.

From Gun Cocoon's point of view, the other party should have worked as a killer.

It is not difficult to prove that the other party is engaged in work related to children, or that there are children who are close to him and are supported by him.

If anything prompted this transformation in him...

Raisha, who had chatted with him for a while, could easily deduce the reason, and finally decided to buy the first volume of it.

After briefly recounting the memories, she looked at Nakahara Chuya, "Is there any trouble that Chuya has recently that you can tell me?"

"There is one troublesome thing."

The acting leader of the Central Plains, Chuya, took off his hat and grabbed a handful of hair indiscriminately.

"A group of mercenaries fleeing from Europe have come to Yokohama in the past few days. They seem to be called 'mimic'."

These people don't understand at all what is meant by "a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake".

Some action was taken against the Armed Detective Agency, and then somehow turned against the Port Mafia.

More recently, it has ruined several businesses of the Port Mafia.

"The latest information is that they evacuated a port mafia casino, and the code is Dazai's."

Pressing down on his temple with quite a headache, Nakahara also deeply suspected that this might be given by Dazai himself.

He had no idea what the missing Dazai was going to do.

All he knew was that the Port Mafia had suffered needlessly from what the gang had done.

"Their leader is said to have powerful supernatural powers. That's why they can gather the ghosts who survived the battlefield together."

"So the biggest problem now is that we don't know anything about the supernatural power of that leader."

It's just that he always suspected that Fyodor was behind this incident.

Therefore, he can only rely on the port mafia's own intelligence system to study ways to deal with mimics.

Hearing her boyfriend's praise for the guy she had never met, Laisha raised her eyebrows with a bit of dissatisfaction, "In terms of powerful superpowers, how many people can compare to you?"

"If I can get information about their whereabouts, I'm going to go straight there." It's just that I can exercise my muscles and bones.

Dazai has been missing for more than ten days, and he has been trapped by this pile of documents for the same amount of time.

After finally catching some clues about Dazai, if he doesn't kill the leader of the other party with the mackerel, his surname will not be Zhongyuan!

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Nakahara Chuya's subordinate Fujiwara knocked on the door of the chief's office.

After getting permission, he walked through the door and handed over a letter with both hands.

"This is the letter that mimic left at the casino site, and the envelope says 'From the head of the port mafia'."

"After inspection, we have determined that there is no dangerous item hidden in the well, it is just an ordinary letter."

After receiving the letter, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked darker as he looked at it.

The letter paper was wrinkled.

Teeth clenched instinctively.

"Do you want to fight gravity so much?"

He dared to "invite" Raisha to participate in the battle with Laisha's safety as a bargaining chip.

The leader of mimic wants to court death, right?

Noticing Zhongyuan Zhongye's inadvertent gaze, Laisha naturally guessed what the other party wrote.

She sat up straight and comforted: "You can just take your time according to your previous plan. There is no need to change the plan because of me."

"Look, I'm not..." Okay?

Before the girl finished speaking, she noticed a puff of thick smoke rising from Yokohama outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

And this direction, this location...

Obviously, the building where the explosion occurred was the ice rink she used for practice.

If today hadn't caught up with her usual rest day, at this point in time, she should be practicing jumping on the ice rink.

That is to say...

While mentioning themselves, they also realized the threat on the letter paper.

"Since I like courting death so much." Zhong Yuan Zhong also paused, "Then I will definitely not let that bastard down."

Unfolding the crumpled letter paper, he found the place where the leader of the other side made an appointment in the second half that he hadn't seen yet.

Yokohama Museum of Art.

It's pretty good at picking places.

There is a large enough space in front of the art gallery.

If there is a fight, it will not affect more innocent people.

It is suitable for the battle between people with different abilities.

"In that case, the Tokyo race will be in just two days' time. I will go to Tokyo when I get up tomorrow. Don't forget the time."

By the way, he hasn't watched the time of the other party's appointment yet.

The cold-faced Zhongyuan Zhong also patiently searched for the time point he is most concerned about now from the large mandarin.

On November 11th, at the hour of magic...

Does this have any special meaning?

And why is this date so familiar?

Glancing at the calendar on the table, Mr. Cadre felt a chill in his heart.