The clear moonlight shone on the black-haired man who had just spoken, and the soft light set off his exquisite eyebrows and eyes even more dreamy, as if he would disappear from the world in the next moment.

He didn't glance at Abby who was standing on the side, he completely regarded her as Chuya Nakahara's beautiful appendage, and talked to Chuya calmly.

Although there was a gentle smile on the other party's face, those eyes that were bottomless and as silent as stagnant water concealed the indifference and self-control of the superior.

"Ao, Osamu Dazai."

After swallowing the "mackerel" that was about to be blurted out, Nakaya, whose heart was turbulent, was shocked by the phrase "Central Plains cadres", and was hit again by the mature and mature Osamu Dazai in front of him.

This guy is at least 1.8 meters.

According to Abi's description, Zhong Zhong, who had only grown about five centimeters taller, calmly measured the height of his deadly opponent, feeling rather aggrieved.

"Although it's in the wild, I don't remember that there is a rule that allows subordinates to call me by my first name~"

The reaction to Chuya seemed a little dissatisfied, the adult version of Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows in perplexity, but there was no joke in his description.

Abby, who had cleared his mind, instantly drew inferences from one instance and compared Osamu Dazai's appearance and behavior patterns, and immediately came to the following three conclusions:

1. Here, Zhongya is still following the route of the Central Plains cadres of the port mafia, but she is not the young lady of Hong Kong and Hei, so the possibility of the foreign pavilion world can be ruled out for the time being;

2. Dazai-kun also holds the position of leader in this world line, which means that Dr. Mori is probably gone;

3. They are likely exposed.

Swallowing her saliva, her heart was beating non-stop, for fear that the other party would reveal their intentions in the next second, and then summoned supernatural beings to surround and hunt them down.

She lowered her head and made a slight face towards the center. The other party's expression was awkward for a moment, and he said reluctantly: "Boss."

He looked suspiciously at the man in the long black trench coat, "What are you doing here so late? Don't tell me that the leader doesn't need to work, he can wander around."

Surrounded by a dilapidated warehouse, other than that, it is full of woods. Could it be possible to come here to feed mosquitoes and find a new way of death?

As a result of habit, even if he knew that this Dazai was not that Dazai, hearing it made people angry, and he still couldn't fully adapt to the dialogue between superiors and subordinates for the time being.

Fortunately, Chief Dazai didn't take his disrespectful behavior seriously, and then his words became pretentious.

Osamu Dazai shook the blame with a smile: "It's too much, Chuya, the leader also needs a rest time, isn't there you for work?"

The light and fluffy words made the two newcomers accept his character smoothly, and they mourned deeply for a boss who likes to fish in the singularity of the Central Plains.

Indeed, it is completely impossible to imagine how such a carefree and eccentric person handles official affairs in a serious manner, and works hard for the continuation of the organization. In this way, Mori Ogai can safely hand over Hong Kong and Black to him, which is considered a big heart.

After a bit of slander, the girl greeted tentatively: "Hello, Mr. Dazai."

So far, Abby has received the other party's first glance.

"Chuya, why don't you introduce me?"

Osamu Dazai turned his head slightly and exchanged glances with the slightly shy and nervous blond girl, his slender figure was reflected in those crystal clear ice blue eyes.

Clean and transparent, even after the world is still beautiful and ethereal, it seems that the changes of all things cannot shake it at all.

beautiful.

Like a child who suddenly lost interest in the toy he got, the new leader of Hong Kong and Hei no longer bothered about their coming and going, just casually said a few perfunctory words, and then bid farewell to the two, stepping on the moonlight to go deeper walk in the shadows.

Abby, who had said the last sentence from the beginning to the end, and Chuya, who was confused, looked at each other and stood there awkwardly.

So, what the hell is this guy here for?To add tension to them, to send them a message?

"Boring, your actions make no sense at all."

There was the sneering sound of a certain voice, and it poured out its disdain and dissatisfaction for this kind of boring behavior without any scruples.

Osamu Dazai hurriedly left the forest and ignored it. After walking for a while, it was difficult for him to breathe, so he deliberately slowed down and walked in the city, surrounded by heavy traffic and crowds, even though it was already night.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes half-closed. The neon lights on the street were too dazzling, and he was not used to it for a long time since he hadn't been in contact with a light source.

After a while, he replied indifferently to the voice: "My business has nothing to do with you, just do your own business."

The choked voice warned him sinisterly, and slowly disappeared: "Hmph, just don't forget our agreement."

Exhaling a breath, hearing the cicada on the branch made Dazai healed and even more agitated, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called someone's phone number casually.

The call was connected quickly, and the person on the other end seemed to be waiting for a long time, and before he could speak, he said: "Boss, where did you go?! It's too dangerous to go out alone, do you think you are invincible?!"

After a training session, the man finally added reluctantly: "I'll send someone to pick you up and report your location."

With a chuckle, before the other party became angry from embarrassment, Dazai Osamu gradually became playful, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "Don't be so cruel, Chuya, I have done a very important event."

It was almost eleven o'clock and he was still working overtime in the office, and he had to take care of the follow-up of the leader's skipping work. Zhong Yuanzhong, who was so busy, couldn't help but rubbed his throbbing temples and asked, "What is so important? Make the leader have to take no one there?"

"Well, this matter has something to do with you, Chuya."

His tone was suddenly serious, coupled with his superb acting skills, Zhong Yuan Zhong, who had never been able to play him, hesitated and took the bait.

"Ha, what's the matter?" Why didn't he remember any particularly difficult incidents that needed to be dealt with recently.

"Actually, I just went out to meet two people."

After a while, Dazai's eyes flashed a gleam, he bounced repeatedly on the verge of his subordinate's collapse, and slowly released a bomb.

"They should be related to you by blood. There are some differences in distance, but in the final analysis they are your brothers and sisters~"

"Congratulations, you have a relative, Chuya!"

The other end of the phone was silent for a minute, and Dazai Osamu, who didn't get a warm response, reluctantly called the subordinate who was disconnected on the other end.

"Moses, Central Plains cadre, are you still there?"

Zhongyuan, who has gone through vicissitudes, obviously did not believe this set of rhetoric, complaining: "Are you an idiot? Next time you lie, give me a better reason."

Even brothers and sisters, he doesn't even know that he has such an existence, so who is he lying to?

He is the incarnation of Huangbatu. Could it be that his brothers and sisters are Bishamon, Tsukiyomi, and Amaterasu?

"It's true, the elder brother among the siblings is exactly the same as Chuya when he was 15 years old, even the voice, appearance and temper are the same."

"Coincidentally, his name also happens to be Chuya of the Central Plains."

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