The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

The atmosphere in the lounge suddenly became tense.It has to be said that Mori Yuki threatened the idea very accurately, leaving no room for anyone inside.

She has money, she has connections, what else can't she do?

American lobbying groups can be said to be the most openly cheating bribery organizations in the world. Turning black and white is only their basic operation. When necessary, those former government elites can turn hell into heaven.Many unimaginable policies have been achieved through "lobbying" by lobby groups, including but not limited to the classic case of a drug company selling addictive drugs as ordinary over-the-counter drugs.

For a foreigner, it is not only reasonable and reasonable to use external force to put pressure on the island country.Mori Yuki is not a citizen of an island country, and second, she did not grow up here since she was a child. It is natural that she does not have a sense of identity and belonging to this country. She is right no matter the reason or the law.

But these words were uncomfortable for Natsume Soseki and Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Not only is it uncomfortable, but there is no reason to refute it.

That's her freedom, isn't it?

"Assuming that the military and police withdraw from Yokohama, what should the garrison do if they want to do something to civilians?"

The old man tried to resonate with her from another angle, Mori Yuki sneered: "Oh, even if the military and police are here, what have they done?"

She turned on her phone and searched casually, spread it out and threw it on the table: "The police do a better job than the military police in collecting corpses. I can't ask the garrison to withdraw. I have to get rid of the guys who don't work after paying taxes. Don't Here’s the blame, there are also US military bases stationed in Germany, the situation of the two countries is the same, why is there… eh?”

In fact, neither side can be said to be good, but the population density there is not as high as this side, and the probability of bad events is lower.

Shocking cases emerged one after another, Mori Yuki leaned on the chair and closed his eyes slightly: "At least we can teach those Yankees a lesson so that they can squat in the base and avoid causing trouble, military police? Ha ha."

She very cunningly avoided the important ones and fixed the topic on the "inaction" of the military and police.Natsume Soseki knew that this was a sneaky change of concept, but he could do nothing about it, because all the examples she gave were facts.The island country is relying on its status as the bridgehead of the US military in the Asia-Pacific region to jump left and right in the game of great powers to grab benefits. Of course, the bitter fruit of karmic feedback cannot escape and must be tasted.

The withdrawal of the military and police from Yokohama can be said to be a happy result for everyone except the island countries.From a macro point of view, the state will further reduce its control over the leased port, and the image of the government... Forget it, there is no image at all, so there is no need to discuss it.As for other countries that have established embassies here, they naturally have to support this kind of chaos with both hands - the more chaos the better, and it's not their own home, the chaos is the only way to develop power, right?

In this way, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has to increase its preference for PortMafia, in order to rely on these smugglers to fight against foreign forces.In this way, PortMafia will logically become the only master of the city, completely replacing the grassroots organizations to dominate Yokohama.

"Ahem, we can't give you any definite answer, but the request will be conveyed accurately."

I am still old after all!Natsume Soseki coughed twice suspiciously, got up and said goodbye: "I won't stay here to trouble you to sit with me, rest well, and take care of your body."

Except for the evacuation of the military and police, the rest of the conditions are all normal, and they are issues that can be passed after just a few rounds of discussion. Only this...

Where did this kid hear about the military and police?

Fukuzawa Yukichi immediately got up to help the teacher, nodded to Mori Yuki lightly and said "sorry", and called out to the angry Edogawa Ranpo and Oda Sakunosuke who was promising to buy him a big snack package, probably Naoya didn't even give Zenyuan a look.

Mori Yuki stood up and sent the guests who came to mediate out, then turned his head and glanced at the young man in the Buddhist monastery with the corner of his eyes: "What else do you need? If you have nothing to do, go away."

"Father wants you to go to Kyoto to help the Chanyuan family see what's wrong with the business." He sat on a chair, his hands hidden under the table clenched into fists: "Don't forget that you are bound to the Zenyuan!"

"I see, you go back and wait for the news." She didn't even bother to perfuse him, and casually delayed sending someone: "As you can see, my father just passed away, so I don't have much time to spare. Um... I will come back to you in two months." Send a direct professional consulting team there."

This is the initiative of the Chanyuan family to invite PortMafia to infiltrate the business into the magic world. Don't blame others in the future.

Zenyuan Naoya also understands that Mori Yuki, who has become the new leader of PortMafia, cannot leave easily, so he is satisfied with the reply that basically meets expectations and continues to the next topic: "Why are you together with Gojo!"

Isn't this a special shot at people's faces?Although the engagement has been broken, theoretically she is blameless with whomever she is with, why is it five?

"Ah... do I still need to ask?"

Mori Yuki didn't expect this guy to have such a small brain capacity, so he bent down cooperatively and let Gojo Satoru, who just raised his head, gnaw on the cheek: "Do you understand?"

Zenyuan Naoya: "..."

Thousands of words are stuffed in his chest, and he can't utter a single word, which probably reflects the current situation.Zenyuan Naoya jumped up and rushed out of the lounge as if he had been scalded. Natsume Soseki and Fukuzawa Yukichi who hadn't walked far were also shocked and dazed.

Of course, they weren't shocked by the same thing, but that didn't stop them from putting on the same expressions.

The mediation team returned to the Ministry of the Interior by car, and the various requests made by PortMafia had already been drafted into a report and submitted to the Minister of the Interior's desktop.As expected, the Minister of the Interior persuaded himself from various angles to allow the approval of the latter requirements, but regarding the withdrawal of the military and police...not to mention whether he is willing, at least he does not have the power in his hands.

"I don't know what to say!" He stood up angrily propped up on the table, and walked back and forth along the window: "Are you actually asking the military and police to evacuate Yokohama? Is it possible that the Congress is going to award Mr. Fukuchi? It must be so! Sly PortMafia , trying to embarrass us before Mr. Fudi returns!"

The Minister of Internal Affairs stopped in front of his desk and punched the solid wood tabletop with a fist: "Impossible, absolutely impossible to pass, let that woman dream!"

"But my lord, right now is an important period when the cabinet is about to be reorganized. We need all the forces..."

The secretary reminded me in a low voice.The Minister of Foreign Affairs was about to yell "What kind of power is PortMafia on the stage?" before blurting out, he froze suddenly - PortMafia is really a powerful force in the Kanto region, since the night when it defeated the military police and the old Tokyo gang at the same time , anyone who wants to secure the chair under their ass must have a relationship with it.

"Oh, so it's like this, so it's no wonder. Thinking about it carefully, this request... is actually quite reasonable." He turned away from his previous anger and sat down to think again: "If this matter In exchange for the support of PortMafia, it is not an unattainable goal to enter the cabinet or even go further."

The middle-aged man tugged at the tie knot, and changed his tone very flexibly: "Mr. Fudi is a great hero, who changed the international public opinion's view of the island country. How can such a hero be harassed by mere local forces? Mr. Fukuchi should enjoy a quiet and comfortable life after returning to his hometown, a noisy and crowded city like Yokohama is not suitable for him, right!"

"You're right, that's exactly the reason." The secretary expressed his approval at the right time, and the expression of the Minister of Internal Affairs was completely relaxed.He fell into the back of the chair and let out a long sigh: "I'm afraid the mediators were chosen very well, and Naneda and Aizawa tried their best to make up for their mistakes."

"Let's hand over this matter to the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and then send someone to contact PortMafia to let them know what I mean. This is a fair deal, completely voluntary, and there is nothing shady about it."

The Minister of Internal Affairs nodded affirmatively: "Go and handle this matter well."

"Yes." The secretary bowed to leave, and immediately found a place where there was no one to call the special line, and the intelligence liaison officer in charge of his line quickly sent the news back to the intelligence cadres of the headquarters.After receiving the news, Koyo Ozaki yawned and went to the chief's office to report in person.

This line had already been opened when Mr. Mori was in power, and he was waiting for this critical moment.

"The Minister of Internal Affairs wants our support?" Yuki Mori had already changed his mourning clothes, and sat at the round table smilingly pushing the teapot towards Koyo Ozaki: "No problem, of course we support you. As long as you get what you want, support is the same for anyone. "

Why object?

The greater the concentration of idiots on the upper floors, the better.Although sometimes it is inevitable to encounter jokes that make people laugh and cry, it is always easier than bothering to fight wits with a group of smart people.

"The Minister of Internal Affairs has defected, and there are still people from us in the Diet. In this way, it is not difficult at all to drive the military and police out of Yokohama." Koyo Ozaki poured himself a cup of black tea, slowly added milk and sugar, and laughed while stirring. : "Without the military police who are chasing after us, the air has become fresher."

"Isn't it?"

Mori Yuki smiled, and before she could open her mouth again, the twins knocked on the door with the documents and came in to report: "This is what you need to read now, and, not long after the guests left, Mr. Gojo sneaked out by himself."

"No message? Forget it, let him go. I'll call him later. "

She took the document and opened it, pointing to the stool next to Koyo Ozaki for Maki to sit on by herself: "How are you doing at school on weekdays? Are there guys who don't have long eyes bullying you?"

The two sisters are still in elementary school, so they only have classes in the morning, and students who don't participate in campus activities in the afternoon can go home after school. Naturally, they go to the headquarters to work with Zenyuan Shier, who also goes to work in the afternoon.

"No," Zhenxi and Zhenyi said at the same time: "No one dares to trouble us!"

"Really? That's fine."

Looking at this picture, even if they encounter troubles, they can solve them by themselves, so Yuki Mori stopped asking and carefully studied the documents in his hand.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru, who swaggered away from the PortMafia headquarters, appeared under a certain brick-red building.The cafe on the first floor also sells desserts, which look delicious.The young man hesitated for a moment, pushed the door and pressed the elevator button.

"Armed Detective Agency..." The slightly old-fashioned nameplate was nailed to the wooden door, and he stepped forward and knocked casually, meaning to kick it away: "Yo, I'm here to find someone!"

There were a few people sitting in the office. Gojo Satoru "looked" around through the sunglasses, and then stepped forward and dragged a sand-colored mollusc creature from the sofa: "Ah~ this is Dazai-kun, right? It's a pleasure to meet you. I'll trouble you for entrusting~"

"What are you?" Kunikida Doppo stood up and wanted to stop him, and Edogawa Ranpo, who had just come back after following the president, stopped him with a loud voice: "Kunikida, take care of your ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend!"

Kunikida Doppo: "Huh?"

All of a sudden, several heads stood up from their workstations, and their eyes almost glowed green - Dazai Osamu's fun, don't look at it for nothing!

Oda Sakunosuke put down the half-written report, got up and went straight to the tea room.Not long ago, I just ate the tea and snacks served by Ms. Yuki, so it’s not too much to return the courtesy!

There is a huge disparity in physical skills, and Dazai himself has no motivation, so he was easily dragged to the corridor outside the office by the visiting "client".Yosano Akiko gloated and said, "Tell me, can you use [Please Don't Die] within five seconds of Dazai's death to bring him back?"

"Should it be possible? Theoretically, if the breathing and heartbeat stop, the different abilities will also stop. After the [Disqualification in the World] expires, the [Please Don't Die] will naturally take effect."

Kunikida pushed back his glasses, thinking seriously about this possibility.

"Go! Take a look!"

There is no need to explain and everyone automatically regards Osamu Dazai as the wrong party. This guy must have the cheek to entangle his ex-girlfriend, and he immediately ate the rewards of the world and was blocked by others. He deserves it!The number of girlfriends of that guy can circle the Armed Detective Agency so many times, and the love letters and threatening letters sent to him are enough to be thrown into the fireplace to keep warm. He really needs a warrior to teach him a lesson or two.

A group of people rushed to the door and opened a crack to peek out. Only Dazai, the white-haired boy Atsushi Nakajima who brought him back from the outside without saying hello, was worried for him from the bottom of his heart: "No matter what, violence always comes. No, do you want to call the lady whom Mr. Dazai failed?"

"Hey! Aton, are you doing nothing for nothing? If you don't call Dazai, you will just be beaten. If you call Dazai, you will probably be beaten to death." Edogawa Ranbo drank the wave soda with relish: "That lady is sometimes magnanimous Sometimes I have a small belly, not sure that I have nine lives, it's better not to provoke."

"Hahahaha? Is it so dangerous? Sorry, I don't know."

The boy from Nakajima shrank his neck, capitalizing "counseling" all over his body.

In the corridor, facing the swaying Osamu Dazai, Gojo Satoru couldn't find a place to strike - this guy's physical skills were basically on par with Yuki, let alone Canghe's magic power, he could fight with only basic moves He died a few times back and forth.

It's just... It's like a pile of black mud paralyzed in front of you, and you want to shovel it up and throw it away, but you are afraid of dirtying your tools.

"Hurry up and do it, why don't you do it? If it were you, little brother, one punch would be enough for me to go to another world! Hurry up ~ one~ o'clock~"

He prolonged his voice in a child's game tone and urged: "Anyway, you are not afraid of Yuki-chan knowing, ah! She has already guessed that you are here, hehe, friendly reminder, don't do it now, wait for you But beg me sincerely~"

"It's okay, I can kill you first, and then use a curse to pull you back from the other side, how about that?"

Classmate Wutiao was no longer Wuxia Amon, and he was not afraid of this kind of threat at all: "Dead, not completely dead, and even exist forever, how about it?"

"Meet your opponent!" The detectives behind the door whispered: "There are very few people who don't follow Dazai's routine. This little brother is quite smart."

"I have what you want here." The black-haired young man put away his rogue-like greasy smile and raised his hands: "Make a deal."

This kid from Kyoto stepped on his deathbed completely, he was serious, and he was so crazy that he was unrestrained and fearless.

Is this the closest the island nation is to the existence of transcendence?

"Yeah~" Gojo Gojo let go of Osamu Dazai's collar and let him fall to the floor with a "boom": "Hand over your trade first!"

He lowered his sunglasses and scanned them carefully: "I saw it, what is that? A photo?"

"This ability is simply cheating, it will be banned one day!"

Dazai got up from the ground, rummaged through his pockets, and took out a faded Polaroid photo—the technology a few years ago was not as fine as it is now, and there are inevitably some flaws, but it does not damage the little girl in the photo at all. beauty.

He waved the photo between them, and said to Wujo Wujo with a smirk: "Do you think, if Yuki-chan knew that you secretly threatened me to get her childhood photos, would she think that she found a pervert as her boyfriend? Her father is It's a bit of a bad reputation, she hates this kind of person the most."

The little girl in the photo can't be said to be revealingly dressed, at least it has nothing to do with the word "conservative".It can be seen that it is a performance costume, but children's performances generally do not use such a sexy style.There is a problem with wearing this kind of clothes on children. People who are persistent in pursuing this kind of photos will not be believed even if they justify that they just want to collect them.

"Oh... I fell into a trap and fell for it!" The detectives sighed one after another.

Gojo Satoru hesitated, Gojo Satoru began to think, and Gojo Satoru thought hard.

Not to mention that he really wanted this photo, even if he said no, he had already seen the content clearly, especially the "view" in the window on the third floor in the upper left corner, which cannot be denied at all.If he beat this guy half to death and directly took away the photos, he would definitely call Yuki to complain afterward, but in the end, he was the one who was unlucky.

Seeing that the desired effect was achieved, Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and took another dose of medicine: "I have some exclusive news about Yuki~ For example, what she likes to eat, what kind of games and movies she likes, and her favorite clothes Style, ah yes!"

"She also knows a lot of handsome young men from abroad~ The closest relationship should be a Russian, did she tell you? That tiger skin rug was hunted by her in Russia, you don't know everything~"

These are things Xia Youjie doesn't know, and Yuki Mori only revealed his preferences after entering PortMafia.

Wutiao knew it was a trap, but he still wanted to be fooled.After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and patted Osamu Dazai's wrinkled neckline: "Okay, you convinced me, what do you want in exchange?"

"Ah, how can you say that... Didn't you sincerely ask me to tell you? What's the deal? What can you give me?"

The black-haired young man thought for a while: "Why don't you do this, as long as you can settle all the credits I owe, I will tell you all the information I know, and I will give you a photo commemorating the friendship!"

The young man took out the bank card and threw it to him amidst a soft sigh: "Here, tell me quickly."

"Excellent! This client~" Osamu Dazai picked up the card and turned a few flowers between his fingers: "Come on, I'll take you to eat, and chat while eating."

As the two walked down the stairs and walked away, Oda Sakunosuke silently took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Mori Yuki.In case Osamu Dazai really sold her boyfriend, at least there will be a notice to prevent the Armed Detective Agency from being implicated afterwards.

Mori Yuki who saw the message: "..."

Very good, Osamu Dazai, I think your skin is itchy.

After waiting for about two hours, she called Nakahara Chuya to act as a temporary bodyguard and drove away from the headquarters.The latter is unknown, so I drove the vehicle as required to a special shopping street where even PortMafia is unwilling to open a store-the business around here is too "dirty", so dirty that anyone who has the slightest way will not consider making a living here .

Every city has such a "trash can", full of outspoken lies, stinking filth, unrestrained violence...etc. All the darkest elements of human nature.

Like the Bercy Cabaret of old.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't want to step here, but because of the BOSS's insistence on going his own way, he had no choice but to follow her side closely, using his fierce and violent breath and eyes to dare to go to the guy who wanted to get a profit.

"This is not a good place. Unless necessary, please don't come in alone in the future." He raised his foot and kicked a tall man with his arms open. Realizing that this was a difficult stubble, the people who gradually gathered quickly dispersed. open.Yuki Mori took out his phone and looked at it: "Oh, I see. Turn right 300 meters ahead, there is a speakeasy, I want to go in and bring someone."

Gojo Wujo can't enter the bar in this place, no matter how strong he is, if she doesn't find him in time, he will probably be sold to Southeast Asia tomorrow for bloodletting.

The two found the entrance of the underground bar with a lot of effort. Mori Yuki looked at the location displayed on the phone for a while, then turned his head and said directly to Nakahara Nakaya: "There is no need to go down, and the magic can directly level this place."

"What do you take me for?!" The orange-haired young man muttered dissatisfiedly, and manipulated the gravity obediently——

——As if a volcanic eruption or a tsunami came, the ground trembled violently, and the whole house that could barely be called a "shop" fell to the ground, and the people hiding inside rushed out like cockroaches.Mori Yuki pulled out K1LO1G and it was a shot. Everyone quickened their pace first, and was immediately imprisoned in place by gravity.

"I'm here to find someone, with white hair and blue eyes, and a tall figure. I drank a small drink here 5 minutes ago. Hand him over, you guys can't hand over, hehe."

She didn't say anything harsh, but the slow runners nearby couldn't help but tremble: "Yes, we've seen him before. He's pretty handsome, he..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden burst of invisible force blew up the collapsed building, and a white-haired young man floated in the deep pit that appeared out of nowhere.Zhong Yuan also let out a "huh" and was patted on the shoulder by Mori Yuki: "You go to find Dazai, he should not have run far, he probably stole the car at the entrance and exit. If you find it, go directly to the Armed Detective Agency to name Fukuoka." President Sawa Yukichi took over. Tell him that Dazai kidnapped minors to drink in underground bars, and also cheated minors of pocket money. Just do these things, and return to PortMafia in half an hour."

Nakahara Chuya: "...What about you?"

I don't know very well the brain circuits of you young people.

"Here, isn't that my bodyguard?"

Mori Yuki pointed to Gojo Satoru who was floating with his eyes closed: "I'll take him to the safe house. If this guy goes berserk in the headquarters, can you rebuild the building for me?"

That must be impossible, Zhongyuan Zhong also took a few steps back after hearing the words: "You make him sober first, and then I will go to Dazai."

It seems that this kid has good strength, and with Mori Yuki's command, there will be no problems no matter how you think about it.