The literary vest is wrong!

Zhong Yuan looked at the Mafia building which was close at hand, and was a little dazed.

As I said before, after the world line was changed, it is now difficult for him to connect to the buildings near Mafia. It is not the obvious resistance that he feels unable to move forward, but the sense of direction that seems to be confused by something unknown, even if I really want to get close to the building in my mind, and my body will be pushed in other directions unconsciously, and finally gradually move away from the destination.

But at this moment... he stood here, not being pushed away by an invisible force like before.

Zhong Yuan also had complicated eyes, he looked up at the building, and then at his peers.

Because it is carried by the same body, has that force been canceled out?If——if that's the case, can he go over and have a look?

"Nakahara Chuya" didn't know what the other party was looking at him for. The young man put his hand on his peer's shoulder, held up his own wine bottle and said, "Anyway, there's nothing to do now, let's go to the bar! We'll go back when we've had enough!"

"Drink..."

Zhong Yuan also narrowed his eyes, remembering that when he defected, he didn't take away the wine he kept in the Mafia building at the port-well, this thing can't be taken away at all.

Ogai Mori once contacted him, asking if he wanted to send someone to deliver his wine to him, but Chuya Nakahara refused. He also has wine in other places, and those at the port of Mafia are not very important, let alone If I took it away, I would probably just give Osamu Dazai an excuse to blow up the liquor cabinet, and finally let Mori Ogai put it away temporarily, and drink it if he wants to.

I don't know if they are still there...

"Do you want to go there?" "Nakahara Chuya" followed the peer's eyes and wrinkled his nose, "Where is that?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Port Mafia Headquarters."

"Oh, Mafia headquarters—eh? Is it your former company?" "Nakahara Chuya" remembered the words he had just heard from his companion, and suddenly realized, "It's the place where you and Dazai worked before, why, go to Do you want to take a look at the former company? Look at the former boss or something."

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, "Forget it, it's not necessary."

Even if Mori Ogai doesn't care about it, he is still a defector now. Wouldn't it be "self-inflicted" to go back?

"That's right, after all, there is no reason to see the former boss or anything."

"Nakahara Chuya" scratched his head, then quickly put the question behind him, "Then let's go to a bar! Is there any bar nearby?"

"The bar, then go to—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, "Go to Lupin."

The peer's eyes lit up in an instant: "Oh! Lupin! You also have lupin here?"

They moved away from the Mafia building at the port, and while heading towards Lupin, Nakahara asked, "Do you have any over there?"

"Yes, I have!"

The blond-haired boy took a sip of his own wine, "However, Odasaku and Dazai Ango go to that place more often, and sometimes I will join in the fun and drink with them, ah yes... Dazai That guy, running away every time he sees me, is too useless."

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about the wine of his peer, and probably guessed why "Dazai Osamu" had to run away.

Maybe when "Nakahara Chuya" gets drunk, even the bar will suffer, let alone "Dazai Osamu".

Although his own wine is not very good.

Nakahara Nakahara, who once tried to smash the Mafia building in the port after being drunk, coughed lightly, and waved away those strange images in his mind, perhaps because he was rarely close to the former company, and he inevitably recalled something from the past .

Speaking of which, why did he defect in the first place?

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook the wine glass. The ice ball in the glass collided with the glass wall, making a crisp sound. He thought about it, raised his glass and took a sip, but the peer next to him didn't drink as gracefully as he did, so he asked the store manager directly I ordered a whole bottle, and I drank tons and tons of it here, and it was frightening to watch.

"Should we drink it slowly?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned his head to look at the peer, hesitant to speak.

His eyes scanned the decorations in the store, already thinking about how much he would have to pay for smashing the place after he got drunk.

After leaving the port of Mafia, his expenses have decreased a lot. Although every time the government asks him for help, he will pay a lot of money, but even if the salary of the detective agency is added, it is far from what it used to be, not to mention That guy Dazai always steals his money to spend, and he doesn't have much savings now.

Hey, what happened to the sudden faint sadness?

Central Plains also felt that he was so poor.

"Cough, don't worry." "Nakahara Chuya" lay on the table and raised his hand in bewilderment, "Mr. Secretary gave a lot of gold goods, Mr. Xianzhi only exchanged part of it, and he must be able to afford it." belch!"

You also know that you go crazy when you're drunk?

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, and said with a helpless smile: "Okay, okay, then you can drink, don't beat the manager too."

The shop manager wiped the wine glass calmly, not worried at all that his shop was about to be smashed, and after drinking a cup in Zhongyuan Zhongye, he refilled it for him.

Seeing that "Central Plains Chuya"'s face was getting redder and his eyes were getting more and more wandering, he was obviously drunk, and he only supported himself with the little mind left, lying there and chatting with Zhongyuan Zhongye talk.

"Hi, let me tell you, that guy Dazai, his favorite flower is peach blossom..." "Nakahara Chuya" burped his wine and complained about "Dazai Osamu" embarrassing things to his peers, "You don't know, The expression on his face when he answered—hahaha made me laugh so hard!"

Nakahara was also a little drunk, his face was rosy, he propped his head on one hand, and laughed at Osamu Dazai with his peers.

"That bastard bastard will go to Oda Zuo and the others crying, just like a kid who can't live without his parents, he's so embarrassing."

"Nakahara Chuya" chuckled, "By the way, what about Odasaku and Ango here? Since you're here too, you should know them too, right?"

"I know you." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a sip of wine, "I also had a drink together."

[Nakahara Chuya]: "Hey - what about them? Call them together!"

"them……"

Zhong Yuanzhong also put down his wine glass and said softly, "They are not here."

As if sensing that the atmosphere was not right, "Nakahara Chuya" muttered a few syllables with unclear meanings, but said nothing, "Well, that's it."

Just when Zhong Yuan was about to expose this topic, a person sat down beside him.

"A glass of whiskey."

"Uh..." Zhong Yuan was also taken aback, turned his head to look at the person beside him, moved his lips, and squeezed out the address from his mouth with difficulty, "Mr. Mori..."

Mori Ogai was wearing a white coat, his hair was a little messy, and he exuded the atmosphere of a decadent uncle like a social animal. He turned his head and said, "Hey, it's Chuya-kun. I haven't seen you for four years. I'm doing well recently. ?"

"Fortunately."

"Dazai-kun is still so annoying, isn't it? I also find it a bit unbelievable that Nakaya-kun has tolerated him for so many years."

Mori Ogai said with a smile, "But this also proves that my original decision was correct? Is it okay to get along with Dazai-kun?"

Nakahara Chuya: "This, this is not okay."

Mori Ogai chuckled a few times, "Okay, that's fine."

The chief of Mafia at the port quit his job and came here to drink. Of course, he was not simply absent from work. If he wanted to skip work, he would probably take Alice to go shopping and buy skirts, and now there is no girl around him.

He glanced at "Central Plains Chuya" lying there, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Same body." Zhong Yuanzhong also spoke, and then added, "It's different."

It means that it is a different peer from the one four years ago.

It can be seen that after all, even the appearance is different.Mori Ogai took a sip of the wine served and said, "Why drink here?"

"The wine cabinet you left in the headquarters is still there, do you want to go?" Mori Ogai fumbled for the glass with his fingers, "It's some expensive red wine anyway, it's a pity that no one drinks it there."

"You can drink it."

"I'm very busy." Mori Ogai pretended to wipe away tears, with an extremely aggrieved expression, "Chuya-kun is not here, and Dazai-kun is not here. The vast port of Mafia is only supported by me and Hongye. It’s exhausting, I really don’t know when I can retire, I’m so busy that I don’t even have time to drink.”

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know what to say: "..."

"I don't want you to help with work anyway, how about just coming?" Mori Ogai said.

"I can't go back."

Ogai Mori knew what Chuya Nakahara meant. He looked at the blond boy there, and said with a chuckle, "But Chuya-kun approached the headquarters just now, didn't he?"

"Just here for a drink." Mori Ogai blinked, "With Chuya-kun's strength, what can I do, right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fist, and finally agreed: "Okay, Mr. Mori."

He called his peers, dragged the drunk and delirious teenager towards the port of Mafia, and safely and smoothly stood in front of the building.

"Uh..." Zhong Yuan looked at the door in front of him complicatedly, took a deep breath, and stepped into the building.

Just when he entered the port Mafia with "Nakahara Chuya", the three people in the armed detective agency were all stunned for a moment.

【what? 】

After a brief surprise, Ueno Chuanzhu manipulated the vest again, and they looked the same to outsiders.

"What happened? They just entered the headquarters of Mafia at the port, right?" Ueno Chuanzhu looked at the prompt on the system interface, raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Why is the connection with the vest broken?"