my brother is scumbag

When I was called to the office, I thought it was just another normal task assigned to me.

On the way to the office, I've been wondering if I've been a bit of a model lately.

Although my brother hasn't done anything yet, but I am so dedicated to work for him, but he has no intention of giving me a promotion. It's really not good.

If this continues, I think I will report him to the police for child labor.

I don’t know if the Supernatural Secret Service Division will look at me with admiration for my righteous act of killing relatives, and then admit me, and I will be promoted to a post, successfully turning from black to red.

Until I saw Dazai and Nakahara Chuya who had arrived in the office earlier, I immediately realized that this time the matter might be a bit big.

Then, I heard my brother say that the ancestors were resurrected.

I:"……???"

Grass.

There is one thing to say, my first reaction at the time was that the group of curse masters came out to make trouble again, and even took out their mobile phones and started calling Fu Heihui.

At the same time, I deeply realized one thing in my heart——

That is, in this special world, it is not safe to see the other person die with his own eyes. It is better to smash the body into ashes and then throw it away.

It's impossible to turn gray and still be able to cheat a corpse.

As a result, seeing my action, my brother, Dazai and Chuya all looked at me in unison, and asked me what I was going to do with puzzled faces.

I looked back at them with the same puzzled face and expressed my thoughts.

"……Do not."

My brother was a little surprised by my answer, but he shook his head at me.

"I don't think it should be a curse master."

"The former boss is just a person with supernatural powers. For the curse master, resurrecting him is not of high value," Dazai said, looking at my brother with a half-smile, "After all, mafia already has a new leader."

I glanced at Nakahara Chuya with a tense face, and clicked my tongue, "This matter has nothing to do with Chuya, right?"

"I think so too," Dazai sneered, "Anyway, we were the ones who were related to the former boss before." His eyes swept over me and my brother, and finally landed on Nakaya, " Why do you want to bring this little guy in, he will drag me and Yui-chan instead."

"..." Nakahara stared at Dazai, but instead of roaring as usual, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

I couldn't help but glance at Dazai, and Dazai blinked at me quickly.

Dazai this guy...

To be honest, I was a little surprised that he would cooperate with me and was unwilling to involve Zhongya.

It seems that the black mud essence does not spit black mud all day long.

"That can't be done."

My brother looked at me and Dazai with the helpless eyes of a disobedient patient.

"Zhongye is a subordinate I plan to reuse in the future, and will even form a close partner with you, of course I have to let him know this—"

"I killed the former boss."

He looked at Zhong Ye.

"And Dazai and Yui are bystanders."

The temperature in the office seemed to drop when these words were spoken.

Nakahara Chuya's pupils shrunk.

But soon, he lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"But you are my leader."

The response to this sentence undoubtedly pleased my brother, so the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a pleasant smile.

The atmosphere in the room was no longer as stagnant as before.

"I knew, Chuuya, you wouldn't let me down."

When my brother said this, no matter how gentle his tone was, it could not conceal the deep meaning in it.

I watched this scene with cold eyes, and Dazai's expression was also very cold.

I think he is probably the same as me, completely delimiting Zhongyuan Zhongye from the second and fifth circles.

Nakahara Chuya has a different personality from the two of us, and when he said something like this, it meant that he would offer his loyalty to the leader.

And this is probably my brother's purpose, to use this secret to completely tie Zhongyuan Zhongya to his boat.

After all, if you want your subordinates to have a close connection with you as quickly as possible, it is to first sprinkle a wave of chicken soup and life mottos that suit your appetite, and then share important secrets related to yourself with the other party.

Routine, is full of routine.

It happens that people with the same personality as Zhongyuan Zhongye prefer this kind of character the most.

While I was thinking about this, my brother began to talk about the cause of this incident. It is said that in the past half a month, someone saw the figure of Xiandai on Leibo Street. Then, he took out the surveillance video and played it for the three of us to see. .

When the figure of the ancestors appeared in the surveillance video, I was attracted by a word.

"Huangba vomits?"

The first time I heard this word was a few years ago.

It is said that this is a god, and the appearance of Leibo Street is related to it.

"But, this is just a legend." I raised my eyebrows.

"If it is really a god, then its taste is really not good enough."

Dazai laughed out loud, and echoed my words, "That's right, the ancestors were actually selected, and Mingming is already so old, even if it is to provide faith, it won't provide much."

"No way, no way, people who really have mafia will think that there is a god in this world."

After saying this, I saw Chuuya's expression froze and was shocked.

"...Chuya, you..."

Zhong Ye's voice froze: "I think Huangbatu does exist."

I stared at him for a few seconds, finally nodded in understanding, and patted him on the shoulder, "Actually, it's good to find a belief for myself, and my friends always believe that there is a Santa Claus in the world." .”

For example, Yuanzi and the others.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He didn't seem to feel my comfort, and his face darkened.

Dazai laughed strangely beside him.

In the end, my brother said his decision, which is to arrange for the three of us to find out what happened to the resurrection of the ancestors together.

Although he had a smile on his face, it could be seen that his attitude was quite serious.

But yes, if it really is the resurrection of the ancestors, and if he tells me how my brother came to power, then those members of the ancestors who have not been completely suppressed will probably take this opportunity to rebel.

--Alas.

Why do you think that this result is quite good?

But I thought about it again, and I remembered my identity. If I was really retake the position by the ancestors—although I think this possibility is very small—then I would probably be regarded as a traitor by mafia, Also not clean.

And Xiandai... To be honest, compared to my brother, he is actually not that pleasing to the eye.

Yokohama is my parents' hometown, I still don't want to see it being too much tossed.

Me, Dazai, and Chuya left the mafia building.

Within minutes, however, I began to regret it.

Gan.

Why are these two people so noisy.

From the moment they walked out of the mafia building, they started arguing with each other sentence by sentence. I couldn't even find a gap to get in, so I could only bear the constant noise in my ears.

Caught between the two of them, I put on my painful mask and tried to stay away from them.

However, I just moved, and the two of them, who were obviously arguing vigorously and completely ignored me, looked at me in unison at this moment with a tacit understanding.

Nakaya grabbed my arm, gritted his teeth, "Tell me, Dazai, this bastard, deserves to die?"

Dazai put his arm on my shoulder and laughed mockingly, "Oh, you're obviously a slug, aren't you stupid?"

The two of them stared at each other unflinchingly, then looked back at me, demanding my position.

"..."

I think both of you are annoying, thanks.

There is a saying in a story that the three monks have no water to drink. I think it is the epitome of our current state.

If this continues, we really won't fight a wave before completing the task?

I really want to hammer these two people right now.

Before my endurance reached the limit, we reached a western mansion.It's just that half of the house was blown into ruins at this time, and there were still some people with guns surrounding the house.

"This is... Lan Tang's home?" I quickly recognized it.

Zhong also joined mafia for a while, so he naturally knew Lan Tang, and knew that he was a quasi-cadre of mafia, but he was still a little puzzled, "Why did we find this place?"

Compared to Chuya's doubts, because I know a little more, I roughly understand Dazai's thoughts.

"It must be because of the explosion that happened on Leibo Street a week ago. I was in charge of processing this document at the time. I remember that the task that the associate cadre of Lantang took on that day happened to be near Leibo Street, and he was responsible for the explosion. The sole survivor."

And after that explosion, it is said that someone saw the ancestors.

Chuya: "But what does this have to do with our coming to find him?"

"Because what we want to do is not to find out whether the rumors of resurrection are true or false," Dazai walked towards the house without looking back, his tone was light, "but the real body of 'Huang Ba Tu'. If it was forged by a supernatural power, it is a supernatural power Those who can pretend to be themselves, but people need to survive, no matter how perfect the disguise is, it will leave traces.”

"And Lantang associate cadres can provide more detailed information."

Chuya and I caught up with Dazai and suggested another possibility, "Then, what if it's a curse spirit."

"Even if it is a curse spirit, it will leave a curse reaction, the big deal..." He snorted softly, "Isn't there still that Fuhei?"

When I said this, Dazai glanced at me, and said in a light tone, "Anyway, he will appear immediately when he hears that it is about you."

Nakahara followed Dazai's gaze, looked at me, and repeated the name, "Fuhei?"

I:"……"

Yin and Yang are weird.

Dazai, what is wrong with him?

I pretended not to hear, approached the house, and dealt with those people together with Chuya. Chuya struck hard, probably because I identified their identities as members of the Takase Society.

It seems that they probably want to copy the scene of the explosion, and then spread the rumors of the resurrection, so that Mafia's hearts will start to shake and there will be internal strife.

Unfortunately, they failed.

When we found the quasi-cadre Lan Tang, he was shivering on the second floor. He didn't look better until we lit the fireplace and found him a blanket.

Although still talking about how cold.

Then, in a weak voice, he told us what he had seen.

He said that he saw Huang Ba's real body.

It was a black beast wrapped in flames.

I noticed Dazai's expression, and I couldn't help but feel a move in my heart.

Because I spent too much time with this guy, when Dazai didn't deliberately hide his emotions, I could still see the meaning of some of his expressions.

With his appearance, he obviously pieced together at least [-]% to [-]% of the truth.

So, when I got out of the compound, Dazai said with a smile, whether I want to bet on who will find the prisoner first, I was unmoved.

Ren Dazai said the flowers, but I didn't change my words.

"Really, Yui-chan doesn't cooperate at all~"

Dazai sighed regretfully, then turned to look at Chuya, and started his routine.

Central Plains Chuya...he stepped on the pit.

Was hit by Dazai's aggressive method.

A bet naturally has a stake.

When Chuya asked angrily what the bet was, I sighed, and when Dazai opened his mouth, I opened my mouth and spoke words silently.

——Be my dog ​​if you lose.

"...If you lose, you will be my dog~"

My mouth perfectly matched Dazai's words, which really didn't surprise me at all.

Dazai is such a wicked guy.

Moreover, never believe what bets he said, because he will definitely not be the one who loses in the end.

Thinking of this, I feel as if I have seen the day when Nakaya fell into Dazai's claws.

Give the medium also some wax.

Sure enough, this matter did not take too long, and it was over, and Dazai also revealed the truth one step at a time.

It turned out that the prisoner was the quasi-cadre Mr. Lan Tang.

The ability subspace he showed before is not his real ability. His real ability is to absorb the corpses in the subspace and convert them into his own supernatural life form. To some extent, it is a bit like Alice. kind of existence.

But his goal is even more exaggerated, turning humans into supernatural powers.

As for him doing these things, it was because he wanted to find a memory that he had lost.

His real identity is a supernatural spy in Europe, and he came to Yokohama with his partner to take away Huangbatu.It's just that the mission failed later, and he also forgot some things about himself because of the explosion caused by Huang Ba's vomiting.

Such as the whereabouts of his partner.

Therefore, he needs to use the power of mafia to find out where Huang Ba Tu is now, and then absorb Huang Ba Tu, retrieve that lost memory, and find his partner.

"If possible, compared to the previous boss, I actually want to absorb your ability to become mine."

When he said this, his eyes fell on me, and his voice was still trembling because he was afraid of the cold.

"After all, your special ability is more convenient."

"You're dreaming!" "Mr. Lantang, your appetite is too big."

Chuya and Dazai spoke at almost the same time, and stood in front of me one after another, one glaring at each other angrily, the other smiling.

I looked at Lan Tang through the gap between them.

The Sharingan in the left eye stared at him.

"It's useless."

Lan Tang's voice was very calm.

"My subspace will separate the space between me and you. Although you can see me, in fact, your sight cannot penetrate me, so you cannot control me."

I frowned slightly, but I still didn't retract my Sharingan, I just crossed my eyes with Dazai and Nakaya.

"Mr. Lan Tang."

The three of us looked at the man standing in the subspace just now, looking down at us from a high position, our voices overlapped, and we spoke in unison without giving in.

"Now, you're all alone, and we—"

"It's the one with the partner."