The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

Oda Miyuki went home.

It was the rented house of Oda's house near the western restaurant. She usually doesn't live here, and her younger siblings haven't come back at this time.The girl didn't even take off her shoes after entering the house, and went straight to her room.

Because she rarely came over, her room almost doubled as a utility room.But the few cabinets belonging to Oda Miyuki were not touched, which prevented her from searching for them like headless chickens.

Oda Miyuki changed his clothes, and then took out a strange looking gun from a certain drawer.The appearance of the gun is much lighter than the commonly used wooden pistol, and there are obviously no metal bullets filled in it.

This was a birthday present given to her by Akiko Yosano a year ago. According to her words, it contained anesthesia needles that "can make an elephant fall unconscious".

Due to the restrictions on the structure and modification of firearms, there are only ten of them, but they are enough to deal with [-]% of the problems that ordinary people encounter under normal circumstances.

Oda Miyuki checked it quickly, then pulled out a thin belt that was barely used, and tied it at the most convenient position on his waist.She stood there and hesitated for five seconds, and finally ran to the bottom cabinet on the other side, and went to find the key.

The cabinet had obviously not been touched much, it took the girl a long time to remember where the key was.After opening it, there were several boxes inside, Oda Miyuki took out the biggest one without hesitation.

Inside is a wooden barn.

The gun is a model from many years ago and is now almost in a semi-discontinued state.Strictly speaking, this gun is not hers, but Oda Sakunosuke...

Used to be a spare pistol.

Oda Sakunosuke used to use a pair of guns, in addition to a spare gun.Since he left the killer business, the frequency of using firearms has dropped significantly, and spare parts have been shelved.

However, with some unspeakable feelings, the former juvenile killer and the current armed detective still maintain every gun very carefully.Oda Miyuki knew it could be used normally just by holding it in his hand.

There were still seven rounds in it.

The girl took it out of the box, ran her fingers over the insurance, and then stuck it into the belt on the other side.

Although she didn't intend to kill anyone, her purpose from beginning to end was just to sneak in unnoticed.

However, when it was really necessary, she...

It's not like it's never been bloodied.

***

When Oda Miyuki got off the taxi and looked at the black building hundreds of meters away that reached the zenith, he felt a subtle sense of déjà vu.

After all, two days ago, for some ulterior reason, she rushed here to question her boyfriend.Afterwards, her boyfriend became her fiancé, and she was only one step away from marrying Bai Fumei.

Who knew that the dog man said that he was giving you a good one, but his body was very honest... Ah bah!

Oda Miyuki didn't restrain the violent thoughts in his head, and narrowly missed a commuter who was driving a car, but instead accelerated.

Three days ago, when she was observing the periphery of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, she was surrounded by busy and orderly black suits, showing a row of thriving companies.Three days later, it was still about the same time, but near the Ganghei Building...

It was like being plowed by some monster.

Oda Miyuki saw red everywhere, and stacked human bodies that didn't know life or death.The situation is more serious than she imagined, or——

Regarding the lethality of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's "Rashomon", even though Oda Miyuki speculated, he had never actually seen it.

It's different from when he faced the group of brats at home, using "Rashomon" to dent all kinds of entertainment facilities that violate the laws of physics.This is the real, way to kill.

Although the scene was in a mess, it was still impossible for outsiders to walk in with a big swagger.Except for those broken or intact human bodies, there were many men in black scattered in front of the building, who were "cleaning" and "processing".

Faced with the tragedy at the door of their own (company), everyone's expressions and reactions were different, but they still maintained order and stability.Oda Miyuki was not surprised. If only one "foreign shock" could destroy this huge empire, it would not become the port mafia it is today.

"boom--"

The near-explosive roar that came from far above distracted the attention of everyone present no matter what they were doing for a second.The silver-haired old man near the gate turned his head and was about to say something into the walkie-talkie when he was suddenly choked by the smoke that came from the other side when something was being moved.

The old man coughed vigorously, and the surrounding subordinates immediately looked over.

"Mr. Hirotsu!"

"terribly sorry--"

The "culprit" over there bowed nervously, and Guangjin Liulang shook his hand, signaling them to concentrate on their work.

"—"

At the same time, Oda Miyuki had already hid in a corner of the first floor of the Ganghei Building.She stared at the dark entrance ahead, and took a deep breath.

I'm probably crazy.

Oda Miyuki thought.

A moment ago, at the moment when the explosion happened on the [-]th floor of the Hong Kong-Hei Building, she "saw" a group of "threads" that were almost gushing out at the place where the accident happened.

Her personality is "causal and decisive", she can ignore the limitations of space, and to some extent change or reverse the direction of events or personal changes.

The premise that can be changed is also a certain degree of foreknowledge.

Based on the foresight at that moment, Oda Miyuki had a premonition of something earlier than the group of men in black outside.Then, at the moment when everyone's attention was distracted, she looked at the busy and orderly crowd in front of her, and pulled one of the "threads".

Strictly speaking, this is the second time that Oda Miyuki has used his own personality, but he is as skillful as commanding another pair of arms.A few seconds later, taking advantage of the moment when the white-haired old man coughed, she slipped into the building from a corner of the crowd.

Although there is a suspicion of bullying the elderly, but considering that the other party is probably a subordinate of the boyfriend, then...

Just take the blame for the boss.

Port Mafia's tallest building, with nearly 40 floors at the top — 39 floors to be exact.Osamu Dazai mentioned in the chat that the force distribution of each layer is almost increasing layer by layer.At the top, except for the leaders of the Hong Kong gangsters, anyone entering or leaving must be strictly searched.

"That's the place where you lived for four years and didn't go out." The girl complained at the time.

Oda Miyuki hid in the darkness, recalling those sporadic conversations, his brain operating frequency reached an unprecedented level.

She thought of what a former killer unconsciously taught her in her childhood, which could almost be called the "Guide to Getting Started with a Professional Killer"; That mysterious feeling.

Finally, thinking of the past month, she seemed to be chased and urged by some invisible thing, and she picked up the forgotten experience of seven or eight years, as if there was a counterclockwise clock hanging upside down in her heart.

Once the pointer reaches zero...it's too late.

There is no one on the first floor, and the labor force is probably outside.The intrusion of Akutagawa Ryunosuke may have caused a loss of personnel, but at the level of the port mafia, at least the surface stability has been restored at this moment.

Therefore, it is still difficult to say what the situation will be further up.Oda Miyuki let go of the tentacles of "personality", saw a few vaguely visible lines floating down from above, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

5 minutes later, the tenth floor of the Ganghei Building.

Oda Miyuki moved his sore ankle, watching another black suit fall down in front of him.He was still struggling to turn his head in the second before he passed out, as if he wanted to see who the attacker was.

She mended the back of the opponent's neck to confirm that he was not dead.His eyes swept over the empty lines in the air, he adjusted his breathing, and quietly rushed to the upper floor.

Near the stairs leading up from the eleventh floor, two men with guns stood, covering all blind spots tightly.Without blinking, the girl cut off the nearest thread on her left hand, stared at the two black suits for a second, then suddenly turned around and fought together.

Her gaze didn't stay any longer, she turned and rushed up to the twelfth floor before the movement of the two of them attracted another patrolman.

In this situation, she was lucky. The few people wandering on the only way happened to have irreconcilable conflicts with each other. "Cause and decision" is easy to produce results, because the personality is not maximized, and the two sides will not kill people.

After all, these are someone's subordinates, and Oda Miyuki is not a perverted murderer.If she hadn't been forced to, she didn't want to kill all the way up.

But obviously, the "guest" before her... didn't think so at all.

Huddled in a cupboard on the nineteenth floor, the girl listened to the sound of footsteps near and far, allowing herself to blend in with everything around her.There is a gap in the closed cabinet door, and a faint rusty smell can be smelled inside.

It's fresh blood.

All the way from the ground floor, there are too many such traces.Things like halls and stairs have been hastily cleaned.But time has not passed too long, and in any corner with traces of intrusion, you can see strangely colored stains.

Fresh burn marks from guns, blood spattered by Akutagawa Ryunosuke's "Rashomon".There are other... traces caused by other unknown people with supernatural powers.

She remembered that during the chat two days ago, Osamu Dazai seemed to be telling her a story, telling some of the internal configuration of the Ganghei Building, including several "very interesting" special distributions.

When he said those things, his expressions and movements were the same as in the past.As he spoke, he suddenly approached her, picked up her drink and took a sip.

"Hey, the one you ordered, Miyuki-chan, seems to taste better~"

He gave that look of a cat discovering a new toy, as a matter of course.

What are you thinking, Dazai?

Through the gap in the cabinet, the girl watched the people outside who were arranged back and forth, waiting for a fleeting opportunity.

you bastard.