After creating the vest, I joined the script team

More than a dozen people rummaged around, trying to find the two who disappeared inexplicably in the stronghold.

"Did you find the reference room?"

"I've searched again, but I still haven't found it the second time."

"What about the room?"

"It's empty, no."

"What about other places? The bathroom?"

"I searched, I searched all over again, but I couldn't find it!"

"Mr. Tolstoy, what now?"

The people staying in this stronghold are all intelligence personnel with little combat power. Now that their hometown has been touched for no reason, and they haven't even searched for any information, they can't help but panic.

More than a dozen people gathered around the infirmary looking at Tolstoy at a loss, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

"Don't panic, go check the monitoring content again."

"Just checked, there is no one in the passage."

Tolstoy began to analyze calmly: "I was the first to discover the situation."

It was Tolstoy who was the first to discover that the two were missing.

As soon as the doctor went to the study next door to get a book, he found that the two people lying side by side on the hospital bed in the infirmary had disappeared.

"There is only one exit, and there are people guarding the gate, so it is absolutely impossible to go out."

Not to mention Nietzsche, who was seriously injured and comatose, it was impossible to wake up, even if Yuan woke up, it was impossible for him to leave without saying hello.

"You don't need to look for it, it's a supernatural power." No one can quietly take people away from a basement with only one exit except the supernatural power.

Can take people away from the base so silently, and now there is a trend against him.

It was related to Fyodor, and his ability was suitable. Tolstoy quickly locked a person from his memory.

Gogol...

Tolstoy didn't panic at all when his hometown was copied, and his thoughts diverged: "Didn't this guy be brought into a dead end by his own logic? It seems that he has been pulled back by Fyodor now."

That's right, Fyodor knew that he had jumped into Miyazaki Tomomori's trap, although it was because the bait in the trap was very sweet, but the reason was that the other party was very confident in his abilities.

Miyazaki Tomomori's hole card is him, what about Fyodor's?Where did this cunning mouse get his confidence?

"Mr. Tolstoy, are you going to find those two people?"

"No, pack up and let B move away."

"Ale, isn't it good to move out without checking anything? In case this kind of thing happens again next time..."

Tolstoy withdrew his thoughts of drifting into outer space, glanced at Dazai Osamu who just came over and said calmly: "The other party's ability is of the type of space transfer, and I can't find out what it is. The only way to completely eradicate hidden dangers is to prevent the other party from discovering them.”

"I thought the doctor who made the decision to keep Nietzsche alive would go to find Nietzsche."

Osamu Dazai had wanted to kill Nietzsche for a long time, and the matter was about to end, but the knife he was holding at the end of the matter scratched him instead.

"Dazai-kun..." Tolstoy didn't care about Dazai's attitude, he smiled politely, "You are the person in charge of Yokohama, and now the people from Port AFA are missing on my B...Dazai-kun may have to Please take care of it."

Osamu Dazai curled his lips: "Cut..."

I knew that one or two of the guys in Ritsu were very troublesome, and they pretended to be doctors. They were simply scum like Mori Ogai.

Knowing why Dazai Osamu didn't like him, the doctor decided to take care of his new colleague's mood, and gave a rare explanation: "Nietzsche can't die now, he has too much influence and the attitude of the Japanese government. If He's dead, Miyazaki Tomoaki is hard to explain."

"Miyazaki Tomoaki?" Thinking of Miyazaki Tomomori's previous explanation to calm him down, Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and the crimson color wrapped around the iris color at the bottom of his eyes.

The boy wanted to test whether the other party knew the information, but when he saw Sakunosuke Oda walking behind him, he stopped his actions again.

"Captain of the security team..." he said in a drawn-out voice, "I've already looked at this place, you can take someone outside to pack your things, I'm going to change places later."

Oda Sakunosuke, who came to see the situation, glanced blankly at Osamu Dazai, then looked at Tolstoy, who did not refute, and finally nodded. Intelligence officer B, who was at a loss for his boss's quarrel, left.

"What did I think you were going to say?"

"No need, you should hate others threatening you, so I'd better not embarrass you."

Osamu Dazai didn't care: "What can you threaten me with?"

"Hugo and Mr. Oda Sakunosuke?"

Tolstoy realized that he had said something wrong after seeing the suddenly cold expression on the other side, and quickly made amends, "I just don't think it's necessary, I know your situation."

"all know?"

Know that he contacted others and tried to jump back?

"Well, I know all about it, and Miyazaki will not hide my information unless there are special circumstances."

Osamu Dazai pouted like an angry child and said, "Then why didn't I know?"

Tolstoy smiled: "I know Dazai-kun, you want to get more information from me B but you don't trust me B, so you contact the outside world to judge whether the information is true or not."

"Don't you care?" Osamu Dazai looked a bit like a brat who got into trouble and was not blamed. He was extremely uncomfortable, his face was written all over that I hadn't been beaten for a long time, and even now he was actively moving his face to look in front of him. The elders are not fierce, and it hurts to beat someone.

"Everyone doesn't care. Look at Tagore, he didn't say anything about you. To be honest, everyone can understand your attitude."

"I thought you B would be tough on traitors."

"No, my organization B makes it clear that everyone has equal power, the leader is just..." Tolstoy showed an indescribable expression, "He was forced to vote because no one wanted to be the leader. "

"That is to say, if you want to be the leader, you can also canvass for the next vote, and Miyazaki will definitely not care."

If Osamu Dazai really becomes the leader, maybe Tomomori Miyazaki will be overjoyed, and immediately push all the matter to Osamu Dazai.

"sounds good."

The doctor who succeeded in distorting Osamu Dazai's thoughts has a deep reputation: "After all, the organization is very inclusive."

"Indeed, even traitors can be tolerated. I have to suspect that the leader knew the identity of the undercover agent before, but for some reason he didn't move."

Regarding Osamu Dazai's neither soft nor hard spying, Tolstoy directly hit a straight ball: "Ah, most of us actually know this, only people like Hugo and Tagore who are usually unwilling to think deeply don't know. "

Because those two guys couldn't manage their expressions properly, they didn't send him the script.

Now Osamu Dazai was really astonished: "You know all about it?"

"Indeed, but he didn't really act against the organization and violated the agreement, so I can't play B, so even if Dazai-kun, you are supporting the enemy now, I B won't play against you until there is no public confrontation."

"What about after the public duel?"

"It's probably just persuasion."

Osamu Dazai took out a blank piece of paper from the table, and wrote and drew while talking: "Huh? Just to persuade you to quit? Don't pour cement and fill Tokyo Bay?"

"Everyone has their own aspirations, and I B can't force it. Unless he is active in the front line to confront me B, otherwise I B will not send a lawyer's letter. As for filling in Tokyo Bay or something, I B is just an intelligence organization registered with a serious company. ah."

"It's a long experience."

Tolstoy took over Osamu Dazai's ghost painting as if he was teaching a class seriously: "That's right, there was part of the reason why I joined the law at the beginning, but Dazai-kun, I advise you not to try to think about the lawyer's letter. Organization B has established a legal department dedicated to litigation, with top-notch business capabilities and debt collection capabilities that cannot be underestimated."

It's the kind of debt collector who will hold a stereo and put G at people's doors, shouting that xx is bankrupt, and then run away with his sister-in-law in his arms.

"If you must try, Dazai-kun, I suggest you read books on law. After all, no lawyer will dare to defend you in the future. You may have to do it yourself, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai seemed to be frightened, and said with concern: "Then do I have any other options?"

"As long as your contribution to the organization is greater than the loss when you defected, I, B, will not send a lawyer's letter."

"Question, what's next?"

"Go to meet the silver king who is coming to Yokohama soon. The Nietzsche is gone. I must give an answer first."

"Then let's go together."

Tolstoy burned the piece of paper with the messy code on it on the alcohol lamp. The two chatted casually, and left the infirmary together after the paper was burned... Tolstoy asked silently.

Osamu Dazai smiled and gestured: "It's open."

The two began to cooperate tacitly in front of someone's monitoring.

"I'm curious about what cards that gentleman has."

"I'm also curious about your confidence to go out in such a dangerous situation."

The two of them walked along the empty and dilapidated streets with a few subordinates, and then stopped at the same time.

A white-haired old man in a military uniform blocked his B's way.

He B doesn't know the person in front of him, but he has seen each other's information before.

Fukuji Sakurachi, the captain of the Japanese government's supernatural special force "Hound Dog", possesses terrifying physical fitness, body and supernatural powers, and has defeated countless enemies.

On the surface, it is called the "Hero of the Far East", but in fact it is the dark blade of the government.

Tolstoy didn't understand why the captain of the hound would block B's way here, but judging by the attitude of the other party, he was definitely not a good person.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Without him, come to take your life."

Appearing together with the sword that lit up after the end of this sentence is the sword of Damocles, the silver king whose sky is on the verge of shattering.

Not far away, an extremely pale dark color climbed up to the sky, covering the sunlight bit by bit.

In a dark corner, someone was holding a head and whispering.

"Let the planning begin, Mr. Bram Stoker."

"Fyodor, don't make it seem like I have room to refute, you are as annoying as that guy Fukuchi Sakurachi."

The information dealer from Russia stroked the vampire with only one head left: "Please, Mr. Vampire, I hope that the new ability fused with Shibusawa-kun and the ability crystal can surprise me."

The author has something to say: 1. Law, a miraculous organization that is good at brainwashing and sending out lawyer letters after tool people betrayed Tolstoy, a doctor who can't speak but is good at changing the subject;

2. In the duel in this round, Fei Jia monitored Osamu Dazai, and Osamu Dazai also knew that Fei Jia was monitoring him. In the end, his attitude was directed towards Ritsu, so he cooperated with Tolstoy in a reverse calculation, and Dazai Osamu's blatant before Calculating Fei Jia is also trying to calculate in reverse;

The script team, a group of dolls who know how to play with the tide and make money