After creating the vest, I joined the script team

"Yokohama is windy in winter, but it doesn't make people feel very cold."

"After all, it's a city near the sea..." Osamu Dazai answered with a smile, "It sounds like your accent doesn't sound like someone from Europe."

"I come from Russia."

"Russia, I heard it's very cold there in winter."

Tolstoy sighed: "Yes, if you don't wear thicker clothes, you will be frozen to death when you go out. The climate there is quite uncomfortable. It snows for two-thirds of the year."

"How about Japan?"

"Although the summer is hot, the other seasons are quite friendly."

"We have a lot of tourist attractions here, you don't have a companion, how about I show you next time?"

"Then there's no need..." Tolstoy refused with a smile, "Hugo should take me with him."

"Why did you come to Yokohama on a whim this time?"

"I saw the message from Tagore."

Osamu Dazai asked enthusiastically, "Oh, is there any place Tagore recommends?"

"Yes, he recommended me to go to No. [-]. The information said that he was targeted by bad guys on No. [-] and didn't have a good time playing. I plan to go and see at night."

After the two blatantly communicated with each other, Tolstoy left the joint address and said goodbye to Osamu Dazai at the pier with a smile. Seeing the happy looks of the two people, I didn’t know that I thought they had gone on a luxury cruise ship to travel around the world for a week. .

After Osamu Dazai and Haraya left, Tolstoy withdrew his smile and looked at Sakunosuke Oda, who was carrying Tagore on his back, and said, "Do you have a place to live?"

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, it is impossible for him to go back to Hong Kong and Hei, and naturally he has no place to live now.

"Yokohama is in a mess right now, did Tagore tell you about other safe houses?"

"He only prepared a place." Oda Sakunosuke supported Tagore on his back and said softly.

"Well, it seems that we can only bother him in advance. I don't know if he will welcome me."

In fact, people who are bothered are more surprised than happy.

"Tolstoy, I thought you would arrive tomorrow." Taneda Shantou looked at Tolstoy in surprise and said, "Those guys from Europe just let you come here?"

"I didn't want to let me go, but Nietzsche came out."

"Nietzsche..." Zhongtian Shantouhuo showed an indescribable expression, "No wonder they let him go so happily, no one can stand another ideological liberation."

"Yeah yeah, so they threw me over here quite happily."

"Then what are you doing with me this time?"

"Can you give me an address? Yokohama has been in chaos recently. If I find a random place to stay, one day I will be smashed to death by flying iron pieces."

Zhongtian Shantouhuo couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not as scary as you said, is it?"

"It's almost there..." Tolstoy sat opposite Tanedan Santouka, pointed to the boy on Oda Sakunosuke's back, and said, "My supernatural power has been used, and now I am a scum."

"You actually used supernatural powers?" Taneda Shantouhuo, who had been smiling all the time, became serious, "What about Nietzsche?"

"He ran away, but don't worry, that guy won't come out recently, if you want to catch him, you can hunt for him in the coastal cities, maybe you can find him."

"Forget it, who can hold that guy? He has escaped from the deepest part of the supernatural prison Meursault. My little supernatural secret service department can't hold this great god."

Tolstoy sneered: "Throw him to the Avengers Prison one day, I'll see what else that guy can do."

Although they said so, in fact, both of them knew that this matter was impossible. After all, Nietzsche was a new type of weapon in Europe since the supernatural war.

"If I'm not mistaken, you didn't come here just for Nietzsche."

"Partly because of him, but mostly because of Tagore."

"Tagore is the boy that the gentleman behind you is carrying?" Taneda Shantouhuo didn't find anything worth paying attention to in the other party. Although he is not a guy who judges people by their appearance, the boy looks so weak and sick that he can't live to be ten years old. kind.

"I owed a favor, and I just paid it back."

"It actually makes you owe favors."

"Hmm..." Tolstoy didn't answer this question, but asked vaguely, "Do you want me to owe you a favor too?"

Hearing Tolstoy's words, Taneda Shantouhuo said in amazement: "Don't you..."

"That's right, I'm worried that Tagore will be targeted by some laboratories in the future, and with Nietzsche around, I'm really afraid that Tagore will be killed by some fanatics at some point."

Nietzsche's philosophical theories are too demagogic, not to mention Europe, even Russia did some bad things because of Nietzsche's theories.

Zhongtian Shantouhuo frowned and said, "I don't dare to keep people here, the risk is too great."

"really?"

"Uh..." The other party didn't answer, and Tolstoy knew that Zhong Tianshantouhuo was weighing the pros and cons.

"Tagore's supernatural ability is investigation, which can make up for the lack of your supernatural spy department."

"What about the range?"

"When reckless, Yokohama can be enveloped, and nothing can escape his sight."

Tan Tian Shantouhuo sighed: "This is really..."

"Haven't thought about it yet? My favor is not cheap." Tolstoy took the other party's wine from the table, took a cup and poured it in. He didn't drink it, but put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

"I understand, you leave him here, I will take good care of him." In fact, agreeing to this matter is not as difficult as I imagined. After Tan Tianshantouhuo was relieved, he couldn't help but look at the childish behavior of the young man opposite him. He smiled and said, "If you are curious, you can try it. The alcohol content of sake is not high."

"No, those who hold a knife after drinking will shake."

"There is no trick for you to do this."

"I don't want to cause the patient to have an accident because of my own mistakes during the operation."

"Is it so harsh?"

Tolstoy said with a smile: "I think it's a good thing to be strict. Neurology surgery is a knife on the brain, so what if you are not careful."

After talking about Tagore, Tolstoy left without talking for a long time. When he returned to the car, the heating inside had not dissipated, and the whole car was still warm.

Looking at the taciturn Oda Sakunosuke along the way, Tolstoy asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to ask me about the situation?"

"No..." Oda Sakunosuke shook his head, "When Tagore wakes up, I will ask him in person, but is the Supernatural Secret Service Division safe?"

"Don't worry, even if the Supernatural Secret Service Division is not safe, Tagore is also safe. My favor is not for viewing."

"That's fine..."

"I don't think you need to blame yourself..." Tolstoy, who occasionally works as a psychiatrist, couldn't help but said, "It's your bad luck to meet Tagore."

"No, it's my problem. I knew that the child was upset, but I chose to let it go because I was worried about the distance between us. I always thought that one day Tagore would open up to me, but I never thought about him. Why are you upset?"

Tolstoy hesitated to speak, although Tagore looked very close, but that was also Tomomori Miyazaki.

This guy Miyazaki Tomomori can't even see through or understand 'himself', let alone others?

Besides, if Tagore, a coward who is afraid of losing every second, chooses to trust others, this kind of huge project cannot be accomplished in a year or two.

Therefore, Tolstoy said sincerely: "I feel that you are really unlucky, really."

"No, I'm very lucky..." Oda Sakunosuke relaxed his tense expression, and smiled in front of Tolstoy for the first time, "Whether it's meeting Dazai and Ango, or becoming a family member with Tagore, I'm very lucky. "

"But if you hadn't met Tagore, your life would not have been so ups and downs. You are pursuing a stable life."

"Even so, Tagore is more important than a stable life."

Future, life, how could such things be more important than family?

Oda Sakunosuke can put down the gun for his dream, or he can raise it again for his family.

Tolstoy sighed and asked, "Then what are you going to do next?"

"Tagore is in the Supernatural Secret Service Division, I plan to go there too."

Tolstoy watched the other party's firm expression and swallowed his words of comfort.

This person has a goal, a life goal, a lifetime goal, and a person with a goal will not be confused or afraid of the hardships and dangers ahead.

Tolstoy, who was in awe of the darkness of human nature and admired the brilliance of human nature, smiled and blessed: "I hope your dreams will come true."

He still offers blessings.

After the owner left, the safe house had been vacant for two days, and today it finally welcomed guests.

When Tolstoy came to the second safe house left behind by Tagore, that Osamu Dazai was already bored sitting on the table and playing games.

"Yo, Odasaku..." Dazai Osamu complained after putting down the game and saying hello to his friends, "It's finally here. I thought I'd have to wait until tomorrow."

"I'm sorry..." Tolstoy said with an apologetic smile, "it took a while to deal with Tagore's matter."

"Where did you put him? Special Agents Division?"

Tolstoy did not answer, but chose to acquiesce, and Osamu Dazai jumped off the table watching this scene and asked, "What is the situation this time?"

Tolstoy did not answer but asked rhetorically, "Do you know [Fa]?"

"A ghost organization, an urban legend, a terrorist organization that has only been heard of."

"How should I put it? This is an organization without a bottom line, and there are only four members in the entire organization." Tolstoy said leaning against the wall, "Although there is no bottom line, their words are more effective than anyone else's in Brazil and Iran. I don’t show up very often, and the only thing I’m famous for is the end of the power war.”

Dazai Osamu: "There are rumors that they suddenly appeared in the world a week before the end of the supernatural war, and announced the end of the war in a high-profile manner."

"fake……"

If others don't know, how can Tolstoy not know?This is just a system patch. If he doesn't understand the tricks in this world, it's better not to deal with them casually.

"So what can you tell me?"

People who are too smart are not easy to fool around. Tolstoy really felt this, and it seems that changing the subject is not enough.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, but it's useless to tell you."

"Why did Nietzsche come here this time? It doesn't matter if you tell me about it." Osamu Dazai accepted it and didn't continue to ask. Anyway, his purpose from beginning to end was to understand the real situation of the matter.

"Based on what I know about Nietzsche, there's nothing inside about this matter. He just wanted to see how friends fight each other."

Osamu Dazai didn't believe this explanation. He looked at Tolstoy and asked, "Why didn't [Rule] support him?"

"We have been abroad before, and we only came to Japan recently. The only downlines of the organization are some intelligence dealers. In addition to Tagore's sudden departure, our Japanese intelligence network collapsed, and we don't know what happened."

"Then do your leaders know that there are members of [Fa] in [Law]?"

"I know, in fact..." Tolstoy's expression was as painful as a doctor announcing the news of death, "Our organization has always been in contact with [France]. If we hadn't trusted them too much, what happened to Tagore would not have happened. .”

"Nietzsche, that bastard, I'll catch him one day."

Gritting his teeth, Tolstoy blamed Nietzsche for sinking the sea again.