long-lived centenarian leader

Since Osamu Dazai started free, his conversation with Gojo Satoru seems to be two points more casual.

At the beginning, he sent the other party "Thank you for your suggestion, the other party's women's clothing is good for everyone who sees it".

Later, he also hacked into the computer of the Armed Detective Agency, stole a photo of Natsume Soseki's three-flowered cat and sent it to Gojo Satoru, saying that it was another cat from Natsume's family.

The other party replied, "Thank you for the photo, the villa was demolished overnight by Fat Cat."

Then you come and I start to share some complaints.

In a sense, the two of them are now in a state where no one can chat, and there are subtle similarities in their personalities at some point, and if they are just netizens, they can be considered chatting.

Osamu Dazai's activities became more and more free.

If you die, you're forced to start all over again, so you just have to survive and have some fun.

The fact that the unchanging job occupies his whole life has made him a little unbearable, and he needs some fresh adjustments.

So when he heard Akutagawa Yin say, "The leader of the Guild organization in Europe hopes to visit you, and he will accompany you with five people", his eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Then clear your schedule for the day and receive him."

Akutagawa Silver's voice paused, wondering if she felt wrong, why did she feel that the leader seemed a little excited?

Out of prudent considerations, she reminded the leader: "The Guild has a sky fortress, which can be invisible in the clouds. If they are allowed to log in, it is likely to bring a lot of hidden dangers."

The leader said calmly and confidently: "I have considered this point, follow the arrangement I said, and then let Andersen come back."

The subordinate also said with confidence: "Understood, the subordinate will arrange it now."

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With the efforts of Mr. Osamu Dazai, the greatest leader of the port mafia, the business license issued by the Supernatural Secret Service is just an official piece of paper. Looking at the face of the port mafia.

After Fitzgerald learned about this incident, he became deeply afraid of Osamu Dazai.

His ability to go from nothing to fame at such a young (relatively speaking) age as a rich man and leader of the Guild is an achievement beyond the reach of many, but only politically and economically.

Guild is only at the top of the superhuman organization, not the top. He has almost fallen from the top since the leader of the previous generation. It is he who maintains it by relying on his own money and ability.

Osamu Dazai has achieved a pivotal role and absolute control in certain fields within four years.

Sometimes, Japanese official words are not as good as his.

Terrible.

But no matter how scary he is, he still has to try.

For his lover, his daughter, and his originally happy family.

After tidying up his appearance and putting on his usual confident smile, he got out of the car that picked him up, and accompanied by members of the port mafia, he walked towards the landmark building in Yokohama.

To meet the emperor who controls this behemoth.

It seems that there are people in the port mafia who know him very well. Whether it is the pick-up car, the red carpet on the ground or the layout of the scene, it is all his taste.

Expensive, luxurious, full of the fragrance of money.

It seems that the host is treating the guests warmly and thoughtfully, and it is more like a demonstration against him.

Handing over the weapon on his body without changing his expression, he finally got permission to enter the other party's office.

It is said that it is because the leader of the organization undergoes several assassinations every day. For the safety of the other party, each of them is very cautious.

The heavy and ornate door opened, and Fitzgerald was stunned by the sight before him.

Osamu Dazai is playing poker with Andersen and Mark.

The loser had white stripes on his face, his face was very clean, and his sitting posture was full of the majesty of a big boss.

Andersen was born with good luck, and his face was quite clean, with only two or three white stripes pasted up and down as he spoke.There was also a young man with thick white stripes on his face, making it hard to see his face.

But Fitzgerald recognized it as Mark at a glance.

The person who was almost a member of his organization was just going through the interview process, but no one came to the interview.

He reasonably suspected that this was a demonstration and provocation against him by the port mafia.

He was also really angry.

"Is this how your organization treats guests?" he asked coldly.

Osamu Dazai threw away all the cards in his hand, picked up a piece of glued paper and pasted it on the forehead of Andersen, who was overwhelmed, before turning his head to look at him: "I pushed back all the itinerary for you—anyone would I understand how expensive these times are. While waiting for your arrival, it was just a small entertainment, you should be able to understand, Mr. Francis."

Osamu Dazai smiled without any apologies.

He looked at the leader of the Guild whom he had dealt with for the first time in his life.

It is different from the other party in memory, not arrogant and arrogant when they first met, and also more polite.

His efforts are still very useful, otherwise the other party would be trying to obtain the Armed Detective Agency's ability business license at the Armed Detective Agency instead of seeking his permission.

"Of course." Fitzgerald nodded, looked down at his expensive watch, then raised his head to meet Osamu Dazai, "Eight in the morning, I think I'm just on time."

Osamu Dazai didn't change his face: "I started working at six o'clock in the morning. I set the meeting time at eight o'clock, because I was afraid that it would affect the rest of other organization members."

He was considerate of his subordinates, but he didn't even leave time for jet lag for the guests.

Fitzgerald felt unfriendly and targeted from the other party, and asked with a wooden face: "So can we start now?"

"Yes." The leader of Mafia nodded, and said to the boy who was wiping his face, "Andersen, go and call Xiaoyin over. Mark, you are in charge of making this place suitable for conversation."

Andersen...

Fitzgerald suddenly turned his head to look at the neglected boy, who took off his hat, smiled playfully at him, and then ran out quickly.

"I think the current environment is quite suitable for conversation. The warm and slightly messy environment helps both parties relax and create a friendly atmosphere."

Mark muttered, tore off the white strips on his face and threw them into the trash can, and kept cleaning the table with his hands.

He quickly cleaned up, picked up the trash, casually adjusted the chair, and walked out the door.

When passing by the visitor, he suddenly reached out and attacked Fitzgerald's secretary, and took out a special knife from the other's sleeve.

The knife was transparent and thin. The blade was shaped like a lace pattern, and the handle was made of cloth. The scanning equipment could not identify it.

"You cannot bring weapons into the chief's office without permission, sir."

Mark stuffed the knife into the garbage bag and continued walking outside.

Fitzgerald gave his secretary a look, signaling him to shut up and not to explain, and then said to Osamu Dazai who had no surprise on his face: "I apologize for the secretary's unauthorized behavior, but please believe that we have nothing to do with you. meant to cause harm."

"Understood, at least not until I reject you."

The boss of the port mafia, who seemed very talkative at the moment, asked them to come and sit down, and seemed to have no defense against them.

Out of the corner of his eye, Fitzgerald glanced at the man in the hat reading a book in the corner of the room.

The port mafia's hat-loving Gravity is the only one of the four officers for whom there is a clear photo.Because he has a lot of tasks on the front line, and he often spares innocent people, as long as he spends a little thought and money, he can always get it.

But this person does not correspond to the information of Chuya Zhongyuan.

Hair color can be changed, and height can usually only be used as a small-scale camouflage.

That one didn't even bother to pretend to be himself.

Among the other three, he was more familiar with A who often exchanged gems for wealth. He was an ugly little character who never possessed such a deterrent force, and Osamu Dazai would not let him take up such a job.

Blonde hair and blue pupils, but the appearance of Europeans, could it be brought by Andersen?

As a merchant of supernatural props, Andersen knew a large number of supernatural beings.There is nothing wrong with knowing some unknown strong men.

Putting aside these speculations that could not be answered for a while, Fitzgerald felt that once he or the secretary showed a little murderous look towards Osamu Dazai, it would be difficult to get out of this room alive.

He remembered that when he had been drinking with someone before, the other party jokingly said that the leader of the port mafia was an expert in assassination.

Well-deserved name.

Later, a thin and beautiful girl came in from the door holding a folder, and stood behind Osamu Dazai like a ghost, reading the documents submitted by the Guild in a soothing voice.

Guild wanted the right to play freely in Yokohama for a month or so, and offered a good price for it.

"Speaking of which, one of our cadres also spent money to get Mafia's blessing." The leader of Mafia said with emotion, and said quite bluntly, "The former leader told me that Mafia is engaged in a project that turns violence into profit. As long as the benefits are attractive enough, we can accept this kind of transaction that saves the conversion link.”

Osamu Dazai braced his face and asked Akutagawa Yin to reread the terms of the Guild, without saying a word.

That just doesn't feel attractive enough.

Fitzgerald: "I don't think the upside you want is something as simple as money."

His ability is to make krypton gold stronger. If you pay too much money, it will not be conducive to subsequent actions, so other conditions will be more beneficial to him.

"You also know that our Mafia has taken in the poor boy Andersen and wants to protect him well." The young man said worriedly, seeming to be very distressed, "but I heard that the bell tower servants are still secretly looking for and wanting him."

Fitzgerald: "I don't know much about those self-important fellows of the Clocktowers."

Osamu Dazai corrected him: "People always know the people they hate very well."

Fitzgerald thought for a while, and happily chose to betray his opponent: "If you agree to my request, I will ask the person in charge of intelligence to give you a piece of information about the bell tower attendant later."

Dazai nodded.

He didn't really have any malice towards the bell tower attendants, and he just wanted to burn their towers down.