I read the manga and ripped the script

Although, Ma Rin didn't expect her little tricks to delay much time, but it's still a bit hard to accept that she was approached three days after returning from the exchange...not to mention that the other party was Osamu Dazai who she didn't want to see the last time!

It's still miserable for her, living among a group of guys whose brain structure is as complex as their heart, she hasn't had such a thing as personal freedom for a long time, and occasionally she can't do it if she wants to show her skills.

For example, now, after finally finding the whereabouts of the leader of the black organization, and contacting Edogawa Ranpo to try his hand at it, the result turned out to be like this... No way!No matter how slim the hope is, she still has to work hard, what if she succeeds in deceiving Dazai? !

Thinking of this, Zhen Rin blinked, and used the exaggerated colors on the surface of the contact lenses to hide the shock in the depths of his eyes, showing two precautions just right: "Mr. Dazai, why are you here?"

"It's so cold, Xiao Zhenlin, I haven't seen you for so long, do you just want to say this to me?" The black-haired man squeezed half of his body into the entrance, leaning against the door panel, his slender legs crossed together, Smiling eyes drifted towards Toru Amuro who had already pulled out his pistol, "Even if you have a new love, you forget the old love too quickly, right?"

"No, this has nothing to do with Mr. Amuro." Shin Rin hesitated for a while, then resolutely retreated behind Toru Amuro based on the principle of saying more words and making mistakes, and decided to let Dazai, a partial suicidal madman, experience the experience from the comprehensive No. [-] police academy. "And your affairs have nothing to do with me, you pester me here, and you won't get what you want."

Trying to play the role of an innocent girl who knows nothing about everything, Shin Rin, who shrank behind Toru Amuro, completely blocked herself with his tall figure, wishing to hide her toenails and hair.

"Miss Hojo has said so, can I invite you back, Mr. Dazai."

安室透咔哒一声拉上了保险，黑洞洞的枪口正对太宰似笑非笑的欠揍俊脸，比他稍稍压低的声音更有威胁力。

"Wow~scary~scary~" Dazai elongated his tone exaggeratedly, raised his hands as if begging for mercy, and the smile in the corner of his eyes became stronger, "but Mr. Amuro, what are you doing to prevent me from talking to Rin-chan?" How about making a move?"

"..."

Toru Amuro didn't reply immediately, and his hands holding the gun didn't waver in the slightest, but his brain, which was buzzing with alarm bells, had already started to run at full speed.

As a pentagon spy with five positions, relying on his extremely high professionalism, he checked all the people involved as early as when he took over the task of guarding Hojo Marin.

Among them, Dazai Osamu's resume is fairer than his face, and his superficial identity is an ordinary member of the gray organization Armed Detective Agency, but the person who was strongly told to pay attention to by the ten generations of Pengelie has been hanging over his head like the sword of Damocles.

There are many people with supernatural abilities in Yokohama, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division is almost independent of the Japanese police and public security organizations. With his authority, he can't find any information about this man, so he can only guess based on the existing information and make the best possible result. Bad intentions—this man is likely to be related to the Port Mafia, the worst and largest mafia organization in Yokohama and even Japan.

If this is the case, the attitude of Vongola's godfather makes sense.

The trouble is, if this man is really who he thinks he is, then there's a good chance he really knows something.The question now is, to what extent does this man know about his affairs——

"I know everything~ Whether it's Mr. Amuro, you worked for the Japanese public security, or you sneaked into the black organization and followed their leader's order to go undercover to Peng Lie."

"..."

"..."

Ruthless or Dazai ruthless, he stripped off his little vest and didn't even leave a cloth covering his crotch.

Marin felt that Toru Amuro, who was being pulled by the corner of his clothes, froze, and subconsciously stretched out his hands holding the gun, as if regretting that he hadn't fired a shot at the beginning to suppress the man and drive him out.

"What are you talking about? Is this a ploy to shake Miss Hojo?"

After a silence that lasted longer than a century, Toru Amuro refuted Dazai's words in a steady and unwavering tone. The finger on the trigger slightly pressed down, and the threat was self-evident.

"Don't be so nervous. I didn't intend to spread the news. I told you about it in front of you. I just wanted to cooperate with you." Osamu Dazai said and lowered his raised hands, as if he didn't see the expression between his eyebrows. He smiled brightly as if he had snatched the last pack of half-price potato chips from the supermarket. "Is it tiring to hold multiple jobs? Do you want me to help you end this life early?"

Amuro didn't answer, but he didn't press his finger on the trigger either.Although Zhen Rin, who was hiding behind him, couldn't see his expression, the bad premonition in her heart vaguely conveyed to her the fact that Guo Xinglian had already moved her heart.

Don't!This guy Dazai can act better than Belmode, even if you believe Bei Jie, don't trust him!

Suffering from the fact that I am still playing the role of Hojo Marin who was teleported by the malfunctioning bazooka ten years later, no matter how much Marin wants to yell in Amuro's ear now, let him knock out this bandage waste device Like a hornet's nest, in reality she could only swallow the words through gritted teeth, crossing her fingers and secretly praying to Amuro Toru not to believe this bandage spirit's ecstasy soup.

"But this matter is very important. I can understand your temporary distrust, Mr. Amuro, but I hope you can give me a chance." Osamu Dazai took off his shoes and changed them as naturally as if he had returned to his own home. Under the gaze of the muzzle closely following his eyebrows, he stepped on the wooden board of the entrance, "Tomorrow on the Suzuki express train, I will let you meet Akai Shuichi."

"This weight, is there any sincerity?"

During the gap between Amuro's tacit silence, Dazai quickly walked around behind him, not caring that Marin still turned his back to him, and threw out another weight with a smile, "Mr. Ranpo was invited by the police to Nagoya to handle the case. He Let me give you a message for Marin."

"'If you really want my help, show your sincerity and come to Nagoya to find me.'"

"So, Rin-chan, what are you going to do?"

***

The next day, on the Suzuki Express train bound for Nagoya from Tokyo——

"Mr. Amuro, you were so unkind last night. As soon as you heard Akai Shuichi's name, you stood there. Is that your soul mate or your destiny?"

Sitting on a steam train that looked like it was going to a magic school, Shin Rin stared at the blond man in front of him expressionlessly, with a tone of resentment that could almost summon Sadako, forcing Amuro to apologize in a low voice:

"Sorry, because I have something to get on this train, so I agreed." Toru Amuro clasped his hands together, and apologized to Marin in a low voice, but in his purple-gray pupils, apart from apology, there was another trace that could not be ignored "However, if it is the daughter of the world's second killer who grew up in Balian, Ms. Hojo must be able to understand, right?"

"Your information is wrong. I didn't grow up in Balian." Up to now, it's not only useless to deny it, but also put yourself in a disadvantageous position. He took off the contact lenses and did not wear the body adjustment airbag. With a calm face, he stared blankly at the blond man, "If I tell you about Shuichi Akai now, can you join me in dealing with Osamu Dazai?"

"Oh? It depends on how you define 'dealing with', Ms. Hojo." Toru Amuro twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile darker than his skin, "As far as I know so far, Mr. Dazai did not Anything against you, so—”

Before you tell me your plan, I won't promise easily.

A certain polygonal spy put the rest of the words in the arc of the corner of his mouth, with a confident appearance that everything was under control, successfully annoyed Marin.

"Really? Since you are so confident, Mr. Amuro, can you tell me how you plan to solve the case on this express car, while meeting Dazai who doesn't know where and finding Akai Shuichi, and at the same time under the eyes of Vermode Take away Shirley she wanted to kill?"

!

The atmosphere in the small space was tense in an instant, the blond man put away the smile on his mouth, and at some point in his right hand he took out his favorite gun P7M8, the muzzle of the gun was facing the front, pointing mercilessly at Marin opposite him.

"Where did you hear that last sentence?"

"Well, don't worry about where I heard it from, does this top-secret information prove the authenticity of Akai Shuichi's information in my hand?" Although she had the upper hand, Marin was not happy at all.

As soon as she thinks that there are Shinigami elementary school students, Akai Shuichi, Phantom Thief Kidd, Belmode, bandage wasting device in this car...she wants to jump out of the window and abscond immediately, and hide in the farthest place from this car on the other side of the earth .

It's so annoying, if it wasn't for the first bus to Nagoya today and the person she wanted to meet no matter what was on it, Amuro Toru held a gun to her head and she wouldn't have come up!

With a tiger in front and a hungry wolf in the back, Marin's expression became more and more calm, and he stared at Toru Amuro, making the other party think that she still had a hole card, and cautiously released his finger on the trigger.

In any case, Hojo Marin is the only lover that Vongola Tendaime Sawada Tsunayoshi admits. Although the two seem to be having a quarrel at the moment, Hojo Marin still uses the bazooka trick to leave Italy and return to Japan ten years later... ...But it is rumored that Vongola Judaime attaches great importance to his partners. Even if they really broke up, doing something against Hojo Marin is likely to anger this mafia family leader who also has a force that cannot be ignored in Japan...

So he can't do it.

Furutani Rei came to a conclusion calmly.

But you can't just be led away by the opponent, you have to take the initiative back first.

The black cold and hard metal was picked up and turned several times by the man's slender and strong fingers. The beautiful gun body reflected the bright autumn sunlight outside the window, and the light spots danced across Zhen Rin's face, making her squint her eyes subconsciously.

"If everything you said, Ms. Hojo, is true, then there will be another incident on this train?" The blond man stretched his shoulders and neck and leaned on the back of the chair. Putting on a confident smile that can guess where you have been and what you ate this morning in the past three days, "The sentence you said at the beginning is to solve the case, not just to appear imposing—"

"kill?……"

"Really!... just ahead..."

"...I heard that carriage number eight..."

Suddenly, the voices at the door suddenly became noisy, because this train still has the tradition of reasoning games, many people pushed open the door of the box, gathered in the corridor to discuss, impatient, and can't wait to run to the No. [-] car up.

Murder...solve the case...wouldn't be such a coincidence, would it?

Toru Amuro, who was playing with the pistol coolly, froze, and the 9-caliber P7M8 fell to the ground, making the first crisp sound before it shattered.