My brother is not a good person

The leader of the port mafia who disappeared for ten days is on the high seas.

The high seas are the middle ground that does not belong to any country, and it is suitable for conducting less attractive negotiations.

And sitting across from him was a bald man in a kimono.

That was the head of the Supernatural Secret Service Section——Tang Tian.

The two remained silent in unison.It's part of the game that whoever loses his temper first will have to give in first.

Dazai Osamu's bandaged face was reflected in the wine glass on the table.

It is full of calm like a mask.

The ship was unable to receive a message from Yokohama.In other words, none of them can be sure about the situation in Yokohama at this time.

Maybe the person in front of him can do it, but he really can't.

The farming chief looked expressionlessly at the sea level behind Osamu Dazai.

Unlike the previous leader who was a retired military doctor, the current leader of the Port Mafia is a more unpredictable person.

He overthrew Mori Ogai's rule at a completely inopportune time, and participated in the plans of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Fyodor in the dragon head war, and now he is hostile to the mimic who was attracted to Yokohama by Fyodor.

What did he want to do, and why did he do it... Even after using the undercover agents who have been in business for several years, the Supernatural Secret Service Division still can't find the answer at all.

After all, he wasn't cruel enough, the Chief Farmer unfolded his folding fan with one hand, "Your Excellency will come as promised, it's really shocking. If others find out, your position may be questioned."

"how could be."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyelids, looking listless.

"Don't you want to get back the undercover agent you arranged from me?"

Of course, this refers to Ango Sakaguchi who is lurking in the port mafia.

But if it wasn't for the sudden occurrence of the mimic, how could Chief Farmer be willing to expose this card?

Not to mention that Ango Sakaguchi is still his highly valued subordinate, so it is naturally impossible to let the other party die in the port mafia.

"I personally think that the matter between the port mafia and Ango has been settled." Mr. Tantian closed his folding fan, "The current problem is to mimic. What do you think?"

Osamu Dazai's expression remained unchanged and he said, "As for the matter of mimic, it still depends on your attitude... What does Chief Farmer think?"

After a long silence, the farming chief turned cold.

He pulled out a black letter from his sleeve and slowly pushed it towards Osamu Dazai.

"Sometimes I also think about one thing. Do I want to bring back a gift to my colleagues who are waiting for the report. If it is your leader, everyone will cheer for a long time."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai chuckled, "A person like me is not worthy of your energy. Compared to the great predecessors, a mere new leader..."

"Picking up people's teeth?" The chief farmer said with a mocking smile, "When Zeus used the same method as his father to get the throne of God King, he didn't dare to call himself picking up people's teeth. Your Excellency is too modest."

"I'm just describing a fact."

Crossing his fingers on his chin, Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids.

"The sky will clear up and we will be able to return smoothly."

The two parted ways after returning to Yokohama from the high seas.

With the permit for the opening of the supernatural power given by the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, Osamu Dazai returned to the headquarters building and at the same time issued the long-lost order.

"Surgeon, go to this address and bring Chuya back."

Facing the sickly man, the black-haired boy smiled and handed out a note.

"If you can't move it, you can try to drag it away!"

Don't look at Osamu Dazai's easy words, but after all, he is a friend of Nakahara Chuya, how can the surgeon drag him back?

After all, he called Fujiwara, Chuya's direct subordinate, together.

Arriving at the address given by Osamu Dazai, the surgeon ignored the corpses lying on the ground and went straight to the inside of the bungalow.

In the center of the hall on the first floor lay two people.

The white-haired male surgeon in a gray cloak who was leaning on the support column did not recognize him, but he was very familiar with the orange-haired boy lying on the ground with a small blood stain behind his back.

He hurried over and directed Fujiwara to carry Chuya Nakahara, who was already unconscious, on his back.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's physical fitness is very good, and it is precisely because of this that his poison resistance is frighteningly weak.

The surgeon knew this when he treated the 15-year-old Zhongya who was stabbed in the back by Shirase.

And this time, the level of the poisoner was obviously higher than Shirose's by an unknown number of levels.

At least it can be seen from the fact that he has not woken up until now.

The surgeon sat in the back seat of the car and completed a simple examination for Nakahara.

Judging from the symptoms, he can't tell what medicine the other party used for the time being, so he can only return to the port mafia and take a blood test before making a decision.

Even if the surgeon is very dedicated and forgets to eat and sleep to study, it will take two days to finally prepare a suitable antidote.

He calculated the dose and injected the antidote into Zhongye's body.

One second, two seconds.

The thin eyelids trembled, and finally opened, revealing the blue eyes that covered them.

Looking at the surgeon in front of him, Nakahara was stunned for a second.

Now that I have returned here, it means that Osamu Dazai has also returned to the place where he should be, then...

Just when the other party seemed to be about to say something, he immediately asked the most important thing right now.

"What day is it?"

"29th..." Glancing at the calendar, the surgeon hastily changed his words, "I forgot to tear off the calendar yesterday, so it should be November 11th...it should still be in the morning?"

As soon as he heard this time, Zhongyuan Zhongye couldn't sit still.

He turned over and sat up, ignoring that he was still wearing a hospital gown before leaving.

Naturally, the surgeon couldn't just let him run away, "What are you doing?"

"Laya really wanted me to go to the Tokyo station, and I was tricked by Fyodor to miss the short program and free skating. I must not miss the performance skating again."

Hastily grabbed the clothes he put aside, Zhong Yuanzhong also rushed out of the infirmary.

Meanwhile in Tokyo.

Alyssa Huiyu walked into a hair salon with Raisha.

She greeted the hair stylist in the store, "Mei Yu! I brought a new customer to you!"

Quickly fixing the head of his subordinates, Miha Kageyama put one hand on her waist and looked at the person coming.

Although there was no expression on his face, a smile could be seen in those bright black eyes.

"New customer?" She raised her eyebrows and looked at Raisha, who looked very small beside Gray Feather Alisa, "What kind of hairstyle does the customer want?"

"I don't say it's very good, but I believe that after listening to the songs I chose, you will understand the feeling I want."

Raisha took out her phone and handed her the receiving end of the headset.

"However, the requirement is that it can be finished before two o'clock in the afternoon, and it must be strong so that no jewelry will fall off."

After all, she smiled.

"Because I am a figure skater and this is part of my performance skating, I have made such strict requirements. In short, I will trouble you!"

After quietly listening to the song played by Laisha, Miha Kageyama confidently raised her chin at the empty seat in the store, "Since it is the guest brought by Alyssa, then I will not even engage in her word-of-mouth. smashed."

After all, it doesn't need to be maintained for a long time. It only took more than an hour for Miwa Kageyama to make a hairstyle that both of them are satisfied with.

The makeup that had been discussed earlier was done by Alyssa.

After walking into the locker room with Raisha, Alyssa couldn't help asking: "Your boyfriend's surname is Zhongyuan, right? What if he can't come today because of his busy schedule?"

The hand holding Costen's zipper paused for a second, and Laisha frowned slightly, and sighed almost inaudibly.

"Nothing to do." She zipped it up and checked all her preparations in the mirror. "It's impossible for me to change the tune again."

"But this performance skate..." Isn't it going to be given to him?

Gray Feather Alyssa didn't ask the rest, just pursed her lips tightly.

Wouldn't it be inappropriate if you didn't even take a look at this?

Adjusting the tightness of the gloves, Laisha nodded, "It's for him, that's right."

"But it doesn't matter if he takes it or not. I just wanted to do it, so I did it."

The dark-haired girl straightened her back and stared at herself in the mirror.

"Whether I specially edited the fourth program, or contacted the organizer to change the song selection, it's just what I want to do."

Considering the situation in Yokohama, she doesn't care so much whether Chuya Nakahara will come to see it.

It doesn't matter if you don't come.

She closed her eyes lightly, and muttered to herself: "Anyway, he will be able to see the video later, so it can be conveyed."

It's just that there's no way this show will appear a second time.

It's a pity to miss it.

"Furthermore." She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her friend, "It's his loss not to be able to see my scene!"

Only a beam of chasing light in the center of the field was left in the pavilion, and Laisha, who stood on the ice, took steps that had been simulated countless times in her heart.

It's like regaining the excitement of stepping on the ice for the first time, and it's like regaining the anxiety when participating in the competition for the first time.

The girl lowered her brows and eyes, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and glided on the ice.

This unprecedented program is filled with lots of jumps and spins, but also has a very expressive artistry, which is dazzling, frightening and can not help but be infected by the joy of the songs.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

Raisha's first clean (no mistakes in the program) in this grand prix unexpectedly appeared in such a chaotic performance skating that added almost all the jumps and jumps she could master.

It wasn't until the last note fell that Miss Champion finally found the energy to look for a certain hat she had been looking forward to for a long time in the auditorium.

However, that dazzling hair color did not appear.

She fell down on the ice, lowered her head and panted heavily.

Supporting the ice with both hands, Laisha almost cursed out loud.

However, any amount of resentment evaporated when a black fedora fell on his head.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at the person who was already standing at the exit of the ice rink.

The camera did not ignore him who suddenly appeared on the edge of the field.

Even though there was only light on the ice in the venue at this time, they all pointed at the shutter button pressed by that person.

There is no other reason.

It's just that bright orange hair is really eye-catching, and people can't help but recall the "KissCamera" incident that just broke out not long ago and then calmed down to disappear.

Anyone with a discerning eye can recognize it.

This person is another protagonist in that incident.

And Raisha's repertoire change this time must have something to do with him.

When the protagonists of the incident couldn't take care of it, the forum was the first to start a discussion about this incident.

Many ice fans completely forgot that they were facing the possibility of being deleted or banned, and sent shocking posts one after another.

"Riko Tokyo Station Performance Skate"

"Someone Tell Me It's Not Real"

"That's my wife! ! ! "

With a variety of titles, posts about the show have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

And someone sitting in front of the computer is typing on the keyboard, or deleting, or sealing.

Posts with key words were all cleaned up neatly by him.

Except for one type of post.

With a pair of dead fish eyes on his face, the boy jumped over them with a cold snort.

Although he doesn't like these posts that much, another person will definitely be angrier than him when he sees them.

In order to embarrass him, it is not impossible to endure it for a while.