Overwhelming the days when Dazai-kun lived a hundred years

Osamu Dazai didn't show any emotion towards Mori Ogai's questioning, he smiled, but anyone who saw it would only feel chills in the back.

Holding up a finger and waving it, he said in a leisurely tone: "There is not enough time, we need to wait for a call from the Supernatural Secret Service Division, or a direct message of sincerity."

As soon as these words came out, Mori Ogai's expression changed instantly, he looked at Osamu Dazai gloomyly, and the two of them were so anxious that they refused to back down even half a step.

Koye Ozaki looked at the scene in front of her anxiously, the balance in her heart was swinging from side to side, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.Really having a hard time making a choice, she shifted her gaze to Si Nanfeng, and found that the other party was not anxious, as if he had been soothed, Ozaki Hongye also stood aside and watched the changes.

After a long while, Mori Ogai turned his gaze away, and suddenly burst out laughing. He said with great satisfaction, "It's the Dazai-kun who has done his best. This time you have made a great contribution, and I will almost have nothing to reward you for."

Regarding these words, Osamu Dazai just revealed them with a look of knowing each other.

He looked at the couple watch on his wrist, and said in a low voice: "I think there will be a result soon, after all, time waits for no one."

Si Nanfeng looked out the window, where people were being killed every minute, but they could only wait.

He silently apologized from the bottom of his heart, then leaned against Osamu Dazai with lowered eyelids as if he was asleep.

"Section Chief, the headquarters has rejected the support." The assistant's face was pale, and he held the latest email from the headquarters in his hand, which rejected the request for support from the military and police.Now relying on the personnel of the Yokohama Supernatural Secret Service Division, it is impossible to catch all the scattered gray ghosts in one go.

Zhong Tian slapped the table, he tried to breathe steadily, stared at his assistant and shouted, "Where's the port mafia? Have they made any moves?"

The assistant looked carefully at the boss, and he said after consideration: "The port mafia only organized part of the battle in their area of ​​influence."

Picking up the ashtray on the table, Changtian Luck wanted to smash it, but he still put it down. He sat on the computer chair as if he had lost his support, took off his glasses and massaged the bridge of his nose with his tired hands.

The assistant looked at the head of the farming section with concern. He knew how his boss felt about Yokohama. Seeing the wars in Yokohama now was almost like scraping bones for him.

After about ten minutes, Zhongtian let out a sigh of relief. He seemed extremely tired all of a sudden, and ordered: "You go to the port mafia building in person, bring the ability license, and ask the other party to deal with the gray ghost."

The assistant nodded silently. He understood that once this license was issued, the world pattern in Yokohama would completely change.

Waving the other party away, Taneda looked out the window, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Everything is for Yokohama, for the benefit of the country."

……

In order to prevent the Supernatural Secret Service Division from jumping over the wall, Mori Ogai still dispatched some bottom-level members to clean up the gray ghosts near the port building. Regarding this decision, Osamu Dazai did not object again. He has always acted as a pillow for his lover, and he seems to never tire of it.

Mori Ogai, who saw the toothache, wanted to drive the two out, but he was afraid of being passive due to the sudden arrival of the Special Agents Division, so he endured it.

It's just that as time passed, his face became more and more ugly, and this feeling reminded him rarely of the past.

The military doctor who was full of enthusiasm during the war was abandoned by the whole world after his failure, and he could only wander around like a wild dog where no one could see him. A resting place for the wild dogs of Ogai.

Since then, he has vowed to protect this land, the only place that accepts him.

When he was thinking wildly, Si Nanfeng who seemed to be taking a nap at the side suddenly smiled slightly, and he squeezed Osamu Dazai's fingers with his hand.

The phone rang suddenly, and Mori Ogai pretended to be calm and waited for more than ten seconds before answering it, with a calm voice: "I am Mori Ogai...I understand, please come up..."

The second step began to be implemented, Si Nanfeng murmured in his heart.

……

Feeling the gold-plated ability license, Mori Ogai's eyes were full of complacency, and finally got it, and the port mafia has no more constraints.

He looked at Osamu Dazai, his eyes full of admiration, and he coughed lightly: "So, Dazai-kun, can you do it now?"

Osamu Dazai did not reflect on the irritation in the other party's tone at all, and nodded: "Boss, your order is our highest instruction."

Sen Ou, who didn't believe it at all, laughed twice, then turned his face serious, and said solemnly: "Then I order..."

……

In a gray warehouse in the suburbs, André Gide looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes were lifeless, as if the only function of two pieces of gray glass was to reflect light.

"Hahaha, Yokohama is so lively today, but it's a pity that the magician hasn't appeared yet." The white-haired boy's clear voice was a bit milky, but what he said had nothing to do with milk.

Andre frowned. He didn't like this self-proclaimed magician at all: "All we are after is death, and we don't intend to increase casualties."

They used to be soldiers who were willing to become executioners in order to protect the people, but they were abandoned by the people, and even their own existence was completely obliterated. Now they are shooting the people of other countries in order to get a rest. I have to say that all this is extremely ironic .

Looking back at the people guarding him, he got rid of the sense of guilt spreading in his heart. They were not wrong, what was wrong was abandoning their country, this world that turned them into ghosts.

Silver Fox looked at the man in front of him, his eyes flashed critically, the gray color was really sorry for his aesthetics, he just thought about the other party's abilities, his eyes flashed greedy, what kind of predictive abilities can produce jewelry?Is it a bracelet, a pendant, or earrings?

The knock on the door interrupted the calculations of the people in the room. Naturally, a guard opened the door, and a ghost dressed as a team leader walked in.After saluting Andre, he said: "The port mafia has begun to mobilize all members, and our losses are great."

Andre turned his gaze to the two people standing aside, wanting to know what they were thinking, then he heard the man following Gogol say: "Naturally, the plan will continue."

Hearing this, Andre suddenly felt a haze in his heart. He looked warily at the two people who represented the five declines of heaven and man to help him. He had a natural rejection of these two people, which may be the intuition of a soldier.

Silver Fox looked at the gray ghost leader whose face was changing, he squinted and smiled, walked to the other side and tried to pat him on the shoulder, but Andre quickly dodged it.

Really sensitive, he sneered in his heart.Silver Fox withdrew his outstretched palm, his slender eyebrows showed a bit of disdain.

"Mr. Andre, you are too sensitive. We are here to help you achieve your goals." Silver Fox approached Andre Gide for the second time, and he whispered in his ear like a sympathizer.

Although his own ability was not activated, Andre still had an instinct to rule out the approach of the silver fox, and he decisively pulled back again.

"But so far I have only seen unnecessary casualties. I don't know where your help is?" Suppressing the danger he felt, Andre became more and more vigilant towards Silver Fox. He suddenly felt that he followed the other party's persuasion to come to Yokohama It was a failure.

"Did you find it? It's really too late." Yinhu blinked and brushed back the silver hair from her lips, and her red eyes flashed with pride.

Gogol unfolded his coat knowingly, covering the other guards around him directly. With the shaking of the coat, his face flushed with excitement.

The gray ghost reflexively wanted to draw his gun, but it was too late. He seemed to lose his mind in an instant, his eyes became hollow, and a dark red light began to emerge from his body, gradually appearing above his body as he fell to the ground. Gradually condense into an entity.

"Extraordinary ability: endless abyss." The condition was fulfilled, and the silver fox reached out to hold the dark red earrings that emerged from Andre Gide's body.

Holding the earrings in his hands, he turned to Gogol, who had cleaned all the remaining Gray Specter troops in the warehouse, and said, "The mission is complete, now you can gather with Fei Jia."

The white-haired boy giggled, he shook off the blood that was splashed on his gloves, his eyes were gluttonous like a lion that had just finished eating, and the murderous aura that had not faded made the silver fox instinctively afraid.

"It's ok, I just had a good time too." Before Silver Fox could react, the huge coat covered his head and face, and after a while of twisting, both of them disappeared.

Only countless stumps and broken arms were scattered around, and the only intact one was Andre Gide lying in the innermost part.

A gust of wind blew by, and it seemed that he couldn't stand the strong pungent smell, and fled away as if flying.

Under the peeling off of the light spots in the sunlight, an almost transparent shadow snaked out from under Andre Gide's body, and then quickly disappeared.

……

In a private house just one kilometer away from the warehouse, Nana Ozaki opened her eyes, pulled out the folding fan under her ribs and covered her lips, her scarlet eyes revealed deep thought.

The man sitting next to her was tall, with a stern face, and he was holding a piece of jelly into his mouth with extremely elegant movements. Seeing Nana Ozaki's strange appearance, he tilted his head slightly and asked her with his eyes.

"Silver Fox got Andre's ability, but what does he want this for?" Opening and closing the folding fan halfway, Ozaki Nana was very confused by the other party's thoughts, but she was sure that it would definitely not be Silver Fox's own Meaning, after all, Silver Fox has no ability to instruct that lunatic Gogol.

"Don't think about it if you don't understand it, just report the information to the leader." The man seemed to not care about this matter at all, he ignored Nana Ozaki after speaking, and continued to open another jelly and eat it.

Nana Ozaki looked at the jelly maniac who had been eating so much with a look of disgust. She rubbed her forehead and swore that she would never go on missions with this guy again.

However, what the other party said is not unreasonable. After all, the leader and Mr. Dazai are here, and all the conspiracy is just a clown.

Sensing the vibration of the phone, Si Nanfeng took out the phone and found that it was a new email. He pressed to receive the contents, which made him smile meaningfully.

On the side, Osamu Dazai tilted his head to see what he was looking at so happily, but found that it was not good news at all.

However, he thought of someone he hadn't seen early this morning, and Dazai looked up at the sky with unpredictable eyes.

"Don't worry, the rabbit should have arrived at Zhongye by now."