Overwhelming the days when Dazai-kun lived a hundred years

Rabbit looked at the scattered people below, the most special of which was the black-haired man in thick padded clothes and with earbags, he was obviously a bit taller than the people around him, with the movement of his steps, his long hair A beautiful arc was drawn in the wind, with handsome facial features, but it seemed that his body was shrunk because of being too shy from the cold, which made his image lose a lot.

"Ah Thiel Rimbaud." Hearing the host's whisper, the rabbit opened his eyes wide. Is this the French transcendent?It doesn't really understand the level division of abilities, but the transcendent should be very powerful, right?

Seeing what the silly rabbit in front of him was thinking, Si Nanfeng's mouth curled into a smile, transcendent?He is not very clear about this definition, just like that dragon - Shibusawa Ryuhiko, he should be regarded as the backup of the transcendent.However, in fact, in Si Nanfeng's eyes, his supernatural ability, Long Yanjian, is not particularly threatening. After all, the conditions for winning are simple and violent.

On the contrary, for Dazai Osamu's disqualification in the world, he thought that this was a real transcendent, and directly invalidated the other party's abilities.It reminded him of some things he had encountered in the space before, but it was different from Dazai.Colorful dragons are immune to magic attacks, natural magic insulators.I don't know if his situation is the same? Is it rejection or absorption?

Seeing the sparkling diamond shavings falling on Lan Tang who was talking with his colleagues, he stretched himself and it was time to "go home", after all, good boys don't just go out and run around.

"Lantang, what are you thinking?" He Chuanzhe, who is also a member of the Black Lizard, looked curiously at Lantang who stopped suddenly.

His colleague is not only handsome, but also a foreigner full of exotic style, which occasionally reveals traits that make He Chuan who works together every day often lose his mind. He was full of curiosity.

Feeling that his words were too direct, he raised his hand in a funny way and rubbed his neck twice to ease the embarrassment.The Japanese are an extremely introverted country that pays attention to privacy. Even relatives rarely ask about the situation directly. His move is actually a bit out of line.

However, Lan Tang, who is a foreigner, accepted it well. He said hesitantly: "No, I just suddenly thought of going to the square to buy crepes for the children at home."

He Chuan was taken aback by Lan Tang's words, child?Lan Tang has a child?Suddenly several blurred images flashed through his mind.He slapped his forehead and felt that he was really busy and crazy recently. It was all because of GSS and Takase's troubles there, which made him mentally disturbed. He didn't even remember the basic situation of his colleagues' home. It was really rude up.

It suddenly occurred to me that the child had made snacks before, and Tolandang brought them to the colleague of the black lizard. I ate a few extra dollars at that time, so why did I forget about them?

"Lantang, I'll go with you." He Chuan's upright temper broke out, and he slapped his chest loudly. Lan Tang had amnesia, not to mention he was a foreigner, so he would often get lost, so he should take him there. Forget the favor of that box of snacks.

Facing the sudden enthusiasm of his colleagues, Lan Tang opened his eyes wide in bewilderment, as if a precious puppet cat encountered something curious.He tilted his head and wanted to refuse, but swallowed the words again, thinking about the gentle smile of the child in his mind, he nodded, "Okay."

Yokohama is a port city. The biggest feature here is the long port line, and a small road winding from the back of the port is a large residential area one after another. The law and order here is very good, and you can often see people wearing Strong men in black suits patrolled back and forth.Lan Tang and Si Nanfeng's home is in the southwest corner of the house here, a small white two-story building, they just moved here a few days ago.

Skillfully pushed open the door, and what I saw was a large area of ​​Margaret's front yard. Si Nanfeng looked at Margaret's corner, thought for a while, raised his hand and waved a few times, and a small piece of land was sorted out. Come out, the range is not big but just enough to plant a few prunus bamboos.

Pushing open the white European-style rhombic door is a one-step entrance. When you open the shoe cabinet, there are only a few pairs of shoes idle in it. You can find that although they have not been carefully maintained, they are expensive.I scratched my chin in embarrassment. Although the memory can be adjusted, the actual existence is still very troublesome.

The rabbit who had been squatting aside thought for a while and raised its paw. "Host, why don't you go out and buy something?"

"Traces of life are hard to forge." Si Nanfeng ignored the rabbit's proposal, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, found some things from the past, and put them in the corresponding positions.

"However, this is actually not safe!" Touching his chin, Si Nanfeng thought silently. After all, there are many kinds of supernatural powers, and it is difficult to guarantee that no one will be able to read the information on the object. If someone comes here to read ...

"Rabbit, I remember that there is a person named Ango Sakamoto in the data, right? His ability is to read the information of objects?"

"Yes, the host, Ango Sakaguchi, belongs to the Yokohama Supernatural Secret Service Division. He has just accepted the arrangement of the section chief to enter the port mafia. He is currently working in the intelligence department." The rabbit blinked red eyes and said, it is bound to the host. For a while, those who have been hit by the almighty host completely lost their self-confidence.It's a rare opportunity to show off, so Rabbit is very excited.

Si Nanfeng changed a comfortable position on the sofa, hugged the rabbit in his arms, and subconsciously stroked its snow-white fur with his slender fingers. "Then I need a reason for the house to be so empty."

Si Nanfeng thought about the reason when he came here just now, but he still needs to deduce the rationality again. After all, his anchor is Osamu Dazai. As long as there is a slight slack, his identity may be exposed. He is too difficult.After all, as the binding anchor, he not only has to ensure Dazai's survival, but also cannot leave him too far.

[After the death of the previous leader, Mori Ogai, who had just become the leader, had fierce contradictions and conflicts with the former leader faction in order to consolidate his position.Although he has the support of Black Lizard and Koyo Ozaki, one of the five major cadres, Mori Ogai's strength in the middle and lower levels is still far inferior to that of the former leader faction.

At this time, Rantang and other special abilities were recommended to Mori Ogai by Ozaki Koyo who had been secretly observing.Lantang is one of them.During the one-year period, he was quickly promoted to a cadre candidate, and the rest of the surgeons, Leng Xue and others also became middle-level personnel at the team leader level.

Lantang's rapid promotion also seriously violated the interests of the former leader faction, so they chose the most despicable means, trying to kidnap Lantang's adopted son Si Nanfeng as a threat, but was discovered by Lantang who had returned early by accident.During the battle, the young Si Nanfeng saw his adoptive father injured, so he rioted with psychic powers and destroyed the house they lived in.So, they moved to a new house, and now everything in the house is newly added after the accident. 】

"Host,..." The rabbit tried to say something, but then closed his mouth again, it was indeed his host.To say a dog, the host is a real dog.

"I have to replenish some kitchen utensils tomorrow. After all, I can cook." Let's just settle down for today. Lan Tang should have dinner at the headquarters, so he can find a place to eat by himself.Unpredictable, Si Nanfeng put the rabbit on the sofa, got up and walked to the entrance, took out a pair of gray-blue men's slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them at the door, and smiled to the young man who opened the door: "Welcome home, bye."

Skillfully taking the bag containing the crepes from him, Si Nanfeng complained casually, "You are really too careful, I have the ability to protect myself now, why don't you let me go out alone, what are you doing at home now? Nothing, I can't even cook."

Lan Tang's eyes kept staring at the immature figure of the young man. He was a little confused and wanted to ask something, but he didn't know what to say.Bits and pieces of the boy and the boy emerge in my mind every day, but I always feel that the key points are missing.

When Si Nanfeng came out of the kitchen, he saw the long-haired puppet standing in the living room in a daze. He bent his eyes, with such strong psychological control, he was indeed a French ace agent.

Put the hand stove that was prepared just now into Maomao's hands, push him onto the sofa to finish, he turned around and took out the crepe and put it in his mouth to chew, the sweet aroma of chocolate filled the room, he made it in Lan Tang pushed him away, "Bye, don't you want to eat?"

Picking up the crepe and feeding it to Lan Tang's mouth, watching him bite it reflexively, Si Nanfeng felt a little happy.The rabbit who jumped to the ground when Lantang entered the door covered his face with a melancholy expression, why is his host a cat lover, and why his image is not a cat.

"It's delicious." His eyes flashed. Although Lantang has been in Yokohama for several years, he has never tasted the taste of crepes. The strong chocolate flavor instantly captured the French man who is obsessed with sweets.

"Tomorrow I will rest, and I will accompany you to buy what you need." Swallowing the dessert in his mouth, Lan Tang looked around the entire living room, there were only furniture in it, and other personal items were basically invisible.As for the kitchen, it was even more empty.He thought about the schedule. Tomorrow is a temporary vacation, so he just took this time to take him shopping.

"Okay." The last rays of the setting sun flashed across the boy's face, and under its reflection, the boy's beautiful face was even more touching.

At the same time, in a small alley not far away, a middle-aged man was leaning against the wall, clutching his bleeding abdomen. The blood dripped down to the ground along his hand covering his abdomen, forming a crisp echo.

He looked at the man in black in fear in front of him, trying to find a chance to survive, but all he got back was wordless despair.

"Hey, Mister really knows how to run. These idiots almost let Mister out of the encirclement." A crisp, slightly childish voice came from behind the man in black.

Osamu Dazai approached the man from his subordinates scattered on both sides. His steps were light and he was obviously in a good mood, but the plastered arm and the bandages on his face showed the seriousness of the injury.

"Ah, get it done quickly, I have to go back to see Mr. Mori, really, I'm a wounded person, why do I have to work overtime." He waved his hand and signaled his subordinates to tie up the man who was no longer able to resist, "Send it to the interrogation room, I'll wait Interrogation."

Having met Mr. Sen, he can be liberated.