get out of my yokohama

"But having said that, it's really..."

"Henggou Police Department, school violence is definitely not a joke. If you can't face up to its seriousness, then similar cases will happen again."

"Ah... well, our police will also issue related warnings."

"Then I'll take my leave."

"If there is a case in the future..."

"You can come to me at any time. Speaking of which, the Matsumoto Police Department also asked me to take a consultant position in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

After saying goodbye, Hill looked around but couldn't find Mr. Dazai, so he sent a text message asking where he was, then put away his phone and walked straight in one direction.

There is a clean concrete path leading to Lihai University. On the right hand side is a railing. In the distance is the vast sea. The wind brings the smell of the sea, which is a good medicine to drive away sleepy bugs. She used to walk along the railing, surrounded by talking and laughing classmates. Occasionally, a classmate riding a bicycle would pass by quickly, causing a burst of danger to lift up her skirt. She pressed it down quickly, and was relieved to see no one was paying attention.

There are many children in the orphanage who are studying and don’t have much money. They are tired every day because they have to study and work part-time, but it still feels comfortable for a while when they think about it.

There was a vibration from the mobile phone in his pocket. Hill took it out and saw that it was a red herring. Just say, put it away after speaking, it's a lot easier to get along with.

He said that there was an offline gathering of the Magic Lovers Alliance at the villa in the deep mountains, and he asked her if she would attend, but Hill said he couldn't, because he was a bit busy with work recently.

Red Herring: Remember to combine work and rest, Miss Sister.

White Queen: Good.

Red herring: I still have a new trick I want to show you, but QAQ is wasted.

White Queen: New magic.

Red herring: A magician doesn't perform the same trick in front of the same people.

She was about to type when there were footsteps behind her, accompanied by a man's smiling voice: "Hill? Long time no see."

this sound?

Hill searched quickly in his mind.

Masaharu Nioh, a classmate of the third year in junior high school.

She turned around with just the right amount of doubt on her face: "Have we met before?"

That's right, Yin doesn't recognize her, Mr. Nakahara doesn't recognize her, Akutagawa doesn't recognize her, even her classmates don't recognize her, her six relatives don't recognize her, alas, when she first returned to Yokohama, she obviously had a dispensable attitude.

Nioh Masaharu is a little taller, and his skin seems to be a little darker, not to say that it is very dark now, but it is much healthier than his pale and pale skin before.

Hill narrowed his eyes, isn't this Yagyu Hiroshi in disguise?

"Are you kidding me? Are you Hill? I'm your middle school classmate Nioh, you're sixteen, I'm fourteen, or am I so easy to forget? Forget it, I've been in touch for so many years Can’t come to you, will you come to the old school reunion, in the middle of this month.”

Hill shook his head, and the sound came from the bug to the ear of a man wearing headphones.

His eyes are deep.

——I want to see feelings from you.

"You've got the wrong person. I grew up in England, and there is no student named Nioh. Excuse me."

"Wait a minute, can I confirm one last time?"

"confirm?"

"That's it," he gently pulled her hair, "isn't it a wig?"

Hill: "..."

Deliberately bumped into the man and put the bug into his pocket Osamu Dazai: "..."

Annoyed, he hasn't touched Hill's hair yet.

He fooled his old classmate, but Hill was very irritable, smoothing his blond hair. Really, Yagyu let himself go as soon as he disguised himself as Nioh, and why did she become like this now? Er?

Silver is, Mr. Zhongyuan is, and old classmates are too. Have they specialized in recognition skills?

"Hill, it's a good thing you didn't leave. I would be taken away by the group if I was alone." He seemed to be hypothesizing.

It was Mr. Dazai. She was used to Mr. Dazai disappearing, so she didn't ask where he went, "Let's go back."

"Yeah," he obediently agreed, "Guess Hill, who did I see just now?"

"Who?"

"Don't even guess," he complained softly, and then said mysteriously, "Hong Kong gangsters sent undercover agents to the Kanagawa Metropolitan Police Department."

This is not surprising, Hong Kong gangsters have people in the Metropolitan Police Department, the city police, the military police, and even the supernatural secret service department.

"He turned out to be ordered by Mr. Feng Sen to probe my feelings."

Hey?

Mr. Dazai's love life?It really shocked her whole family.

Hill didn't know what to say for a while, and asked blankly: "And then?"

Osamu Dazai smiled heartily: "Of course I'm telling the truth."

Hill nodded, Mr. Dazai will always like Mr. Oda, she understands this.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

She was thinking strange things again.

"Speaking of which, I haven't had much access to this case."

In this regard, Hill can still understand Mr. Dazai's meaning, "I will write a report."

"Hill is really capable!"

To be honest, it was easy to get direct compliments, Akutagawa next door was crying, not only that, Mr. Dazai also recited romantic poems for her every now and then, Gibran Tagore and the like, and sometimes he secretly took small notes to read when he couldn't recite them.

Can't figure it out.

Back at the detective agency, Hill turned on the computer and started writing the report non-stop. This serial murder case caused by school violence may be a wake-up call for the society, and finally ended with Dietrich's famous quote.

——Everything done for children should be the yardstick for measuring social morality.

After hitting the last full stop, a cup of black tea was placed on the table, and Mr. Dazai's voice rang briskly.

"Give rewards to hardworking children."

"……thanks."

The heat rose and pressed against her skin, making the smoky eyes foggy. Osamu Dazai sat on her desk and looked down at her, his eyes sparkling with fragments of light.

"Hill."

"Ok?"

"Isn't it natural to be resented for violence against people?"

"It depends on the situation." Didn't Akutagawa have no resentment after being violent by Mr. Dazai for so long?

"What about you Hill? Why don't you hate me?"

Hill paused and looked up at him.

It was a good time to talk, but none of the investigators was there, and the clerks were working hard, and they didn't care about the sudden silence on their side.

"Training doesn't count."

In the eyes of Mr. Nakahara, Mr. Dazai's physical skills are nothing, but to her and Akutagawa, Mr. Dazai can easily push them to the ground and beat them violently.

As far as the degree is concerned, she was beaten slightly less than Akutagawa. Mr. Dazai greeted Akutagawa with his fists, training her to dodge and how to get out of trouble after being caught.

Very useful.

"You know I said it wasn't that," he said.

"..."

That was a long time ago.

She and Akutagawa are naturally competing for positions. He can't understand that she spends more time by Mr. Dazai's side than him, and she can't understand that he is led into Hong Kong by Mr. Dazai himself.

Once, on a whim, Mr. Dazai entrusted them with the task of assassinating the commercial cooperation target of a hostile organization.

"Let's compete and see who can complete this task first."

That is a rich second generation who doesn't know the seriousness of the matter. He actually runs a drug business in Yokohama. Soldiers, attack directly, the opponent has already heard the wind and slipped away.

Akutagawa Toutie, he chose to attack directly with bombs.

And Hill chose the beauty trap.

The little beauty was supposed to be sent up to the little beauty. She was carefully checked for dangerous objects. She was only allowed to walk through the corridor in underwear. Armed mercenaries stood all over the corridor with guns in their hands. There were even automatic firearms on the wall. |set.

Fortunately, she stayed behind at the target window, otherwise even if the assassination was successful, she would not be able to escape unscathed.

The target was a womanizer, and she was easily tricked into going to bed, but she didn't let him take advantage of it. She pulled out the steel support from the bra and scratched his neck with the sharpened end. Blood splattered all over his body and face, and this guy was still struggling , she oppressed him and cut the wound deeper.

... She didn't know how she dared to slash someone's neck cruelly before even daring to shoot someone.

Within a few seconds, he didn't move.

She was about to get up, put on a piece of clothing and retreat, when the gate suddenly shattered, the beast Rashomon occupied her entire field of vision, Akutagawa came in coughing, blood flowed like a river behind her.

When he looked up, he froze.

Hill was also stunned.

She thought to herself: It's bad, it's bad, he won Akutagawa this time and he's stuck here, this guy won't kill her here, go back and tell Mr. Dazai that she died in the line of duty, right?Very likely.

Run!

"You bastard," anger spewed out of every word of his, he walked over quickly, took off his coat like a dark cloud to cover Hill's surprised eyes, he wrapped her with no fabric and her body was stained red with blood , Gritting his teeth word by word, "Are you crazy?"

"..."

It's amazing that Akutagawa didn't kill her.

Reinforcements from the hostile organization arrived soon, and the two returned to Hong Kong without stopping, waiting for her not to praise, but to Mr. Dazai with two shots.

"Hill."

At some point, Osamu Dazai fell on her lap and looked at her from bottom to top, "It is better to vent violence than put on a layer of non-violence[1]."

Hill looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Do you want me to beat you up?"

Osamu Dazai had a bitter face: "Can you stop the beating from hurting too much?"

"That was indeed my fault."

She didn't consider whether killing the target could really make her escape. It can be said that she left alive that day because Akutagawa killed almost everyone, but she didn't admit her mistake in front of Mr. Dazai. Mister is pissed off.

"Could it be that Mr. Dazai was frightened by today's case, thinking that I would murder you one day with a grudge?"

Osamu Dazai's eyes lit up the night sky like stars: "Really? Hill, when will you murder me?"

Hill: "..."