The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

There has been heavy snowfall in Yokohama recently, and the rare low temperature has made people living by the sea really experience "extreme weather".During normal working hours, a large group of people gathered in front of the headquarters of PortMafia, not to go out to find fault and fight, but it was snowing too much, and almost all the roads within sight were blocked by snow, seriously affecting traffic.In the weather that is not suitable for work, the cadres are much more relaxed than usual in controlling their subordinates.Anyway, being idle is idle, so it's better to spend some energy cleaning the door of your house.

Nakahara Chuya and Ozaki Koyo stood in the hallway and stared at the members digging up the snow to clear the road, Rimbaud hid at home and warmed up by the fire, and Mr. Zenyuan simply skipped work without even asking for leave.

"The temperature in Russia has dropped to more than minus 20 degrees, and I don't know when the boss will come back." The orange-haired youth is probably the most kind person in the entire organization, and he can't help but worry about Mori Yuki who is far away in the north.Hearing what he said, Koye Ozaki covered her mouth and smiled, "I'm afraid Yuki-chan is having a good time."

Every day, the leader would call her regularly to exchange information, and the boy with white hair and blue eyes was always by her side, and the two were inseparable.In view of the increasingly sharp contradictions between ordinary people and people with superpowers in Yokohama recently, the organization has arranged travel time for different departments, around the new year, everyone can go to Hakone hot springs not far away to enjoy the snow scenery, bypassing this situation A deliberate attack against people with supernatural powers.

Right now, PortMafia directly or indirectly controls more than 50.00% of the employment opportunities in Yokohama. As long as the organization does not kill violently, the city will be able to survive the crisis smoothly.

"Recently there have been many clumsy crimes imitating King Cangqi," Ozaki Koyo changed his tone and brought up the matter: "Some people seem to have crossed the line."

In previous years, some members were sent to prison for their careless behavior. In this case, the organization will take care of their families for them.The problem now is that these family members left outside are being targeted by "righteous people" who want to "revenge" but dare not find the real culprit. At least they are isolated by the community or locked on the door Splashing paint can lead to violent incidents.Similar situations also happened on campus, where discrimination is pervasive. Several children were publicly humiliated by teachers, and some were even forcibly expelled from school.

If things go on like this, the members will inevitably be eccentric, and the development of the organization will also enter a rather long period of stagnation.None of the cadres dared to act rashly without the leader at home, but they didn't know how to prevent the situation from expanding.

——This trend came too suddenly, as if people with supernatural abilities became street rats overnight, and institutions that accommodated a large number of people with supernatural abilities became the target of public criticism and were criticized by all kinds of people.

"The Cang Banner King..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a while, and recalled this incident: "I have the impression that he is the arrogant guy who thinks that the current law is too mild and has no punitive effect? ​​It is true that several members were planted by him at the beginning, but it is a pity. He blew himself up before the organization took action."

"Military police, public security, and police, the three parties compete for credit, and the internal information is not shared... The entire arrest operation is like a sieve with leaks everywhere. If it weren't for a small organization to coordinate in the middle, they might not even be able to connect to Cangqi King's stronghold. I can’t touch the door anywhere.” Ozaki Koyo’s red lips covered by her sleeves raised a mocking angle, and after a few sneers, the red-haired beauty gracefully raised her umbrella and looked up at the sky: “It’s also because of this, Xiaoyu Ji Cai is determined to drive the generals and police out of Yokohama, they are too in the way."

The snow hasn't stopped yet, and white flakes are scattered between the sky and the earth. The sea level in the distance is filled with white fog, and the whole city seems to be covered with a soft gray filter.It took a whole morning to clear all the roads in the port area, and the members of the snow removal organization were sweating profusely.

"I don't know when this snow will fall." Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned: "There will be a new fleet going north after the next year, I hope it will not be affected."

"Ah, I can't do anything else today, why don't you go and have a look at the pier?" Koye Ozaki reminded, and Nakahara Chu also thought it was true: "I'll go right away, I'll be back after the inspection, sister Hongye some rest."

"Got it. It's okay, I have something else to do."

She really has something to do, and Yuki Mori told her that there might be a visitor coming today, and someone other than Mr. Nakahara needs to be in charge of reception.Koye Ozaki vaguely realized who that would be, and of course he would not be negligent in this matter.

Not long after the orange-haired youth left the platform, a tall and thin figure walked towards the gate of the headquarters through the wind and snow.Miss Hongye let out a soft "Yeah", her eyes and eyebrows were filled with a look of watching the show.

"Huh? Isn't this Dazai?"

The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker got closer and closer, and as soon as he entered the hall, he frantically shook off the snowflakes that fell on his hair: "It's an incredible day, Miss Hongye, long time no see."

The way he flicked his hair was like a big dog that accidentally fell into the water, making people want to stay away instantly.Koyo Ozaki looked at the snowflakes splashing on the sleeve of her expensive kimono, and was speechless for a long time.

This kid's irritating skills are gradually growing.

She took a deep breath, resisting the urge to beat him up: "Come with me, the boss has made arrangements."

"Hey... I really want to know how Miss Yuki endures this world where you can see the bottom at a glance." He sighed as he walked through the induction door and walked into the warm room with the cold wind and snow flakes.

The leader's office was closed because the leader went out, and there were only two of the four guards whose symbolic meaning was far greater than the actual effect, and the other two went to rest after changing shifts.

"Cough cough," Koyo Ozaki coughed twice from a distance, and the two shook their heads and shoulders, finally adjusting to "working mode".Dazai walked up to them briskly, and even raised his hand to say hello: "Yo, are you busy?"

"Ah, um...?"

I haven't seen this person for a long time, and suddenly recognized the bandages all over his body. The guards couldn't help but tighten their necks: "Too! Mr. Dazai!?"

This guy is a real defector, logically speaking, everyone in PortMafia should be punished.However, no matter the former leader or the current leader, it seems that they are merciful to this person who is determined to die.When Mr. Sen was in power, he issued a kill order, but he never urged anyone to execute it.When Ms. Sen succeeded to the throne, she simply took him out of the killing order...

Is this blatant selfishness?No one dared to stand up and question the leader about this matter - provoking two big devil kings at the same time would definitely lead to an ugly death.

"Huh? I just haven't come back for a while, have I been forgotten to this extent? Even the name can be wrong!" Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, the guard's feet were soft and he just wanted to find a place to support him: "I'm sorry, please forgive me!"

This kind of reaction was not funny at all, and the young man's interest in teasing them disappeared instantly: "Oh, open the door."

"This..." The guards looked at each other, and then went to look at Hongye Ozaki together: "Officer Ozaki?"

"Well, this is the God of Silver that the BOSS left me in advance, open the door."

She showed the handwritten certificate, and the guard stepped forward to take a look, then turned around and quickly opened the door with his tail between his legs and his head bowed: "Please!"

The door opened, and the two of them entered the closed chief's office. The sensor light was automatically turned on, and the brightness of the light source remained at the basic level.

"He didn't see what was written on the paper at all! The security is still as lax as ever, but there is no way."

Dazai sighed and went straight to the desk.

The leader's own computer has been specially encrypted, which can be regarded as the safest communication environment in Yokohama, and some plots are naturally carried out here.

The young man Da Lala sat on the chair belonging to the leader, put on the earphones and turned on the computer, and soon saw Yuki Mori waiting on the other side.

"How about Russia, does it remind you of your hometown?" He deliberately made a nasty joke, Mori Yuki leaned against the soft fabric and slowly raised his eyes: "The person who talked to me like this last time happened to be Toto Dostoevsky, Dazai."

"Ah...should I apologize here?" Osamu Dazai pulled out a pure black smile, and the corners of the woman on the opposite side curled up slightly like a mirror image: "What do you think?"

"Now you are the one asking for me," she propped her face on the back of her hand, and really made a gesture of "listening": "I'm waiting."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me." He no longer bowed his head so happily, but Mori Yuki showed a shocked expression: "I'm really surprised, Dazai. Who is the president of the Armed Detective Agency? Teach you what a human should look like."

"Are you sure you want to waste time discussing this with me? Anyway, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you say you want to eat buttered potatoes now. I can steal a buttered potato stand."

Osamu Dazai put away his dark smirk, and lowered his head sincerely: "I'm sorry, Yuki."

It can't be said that there is no utilitarian intention, but if time can be turned back, he thinks he will never refuse her hand.It's a pity that she no longer needs it now, she no longer needs a partner who must be suspicious of each other even if they hug each other for warmth.

It takes a long time before people realize the mistakes they made a long time ago, but the opportunity never comes a second time.

"I prefer to eat creamy cakes with lovely fruits now. Well, let's get down to business..." Mori Yuki sat up straight, a white light flashed in his purple eyes: "I don't allow anyone to have enough Treat my organization with respect."

"President Fukuzawa also meant the same thing... so counterattack?" Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin: "You already have a backhand against Dostoevsky?"

"Reciprocity is human nature."

Recently, she dug out a lot of Fyodor's subordinates, including a safe house he set up near his father's farm, which was also blown up by Yuki Mori, and the special agent who was in contact with her completed the KPI for the next year ahead of schedule.With the continuous digging of intelligence, she realized that this action should stop here and not go any further, otherwise it would make people anxious, and no one knows how much noise the Russians can make when they break the jar.

Arrangements must be made, that is to say, you can start to collect the net.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes: "The informant spread the rumor of your request four days ago, and the emotions on the social network are almost boiling right now. After the snow stops, the conflict will break out."

"Well, it's hard work for Ango, and I have to face this kind of emergency." Mori Yuki smiled: "Only the government is the most suitable to mediate this kind of thing. Besides, that's their job."

Osamu Dazai basically agreed with her.What are you doing with the white-collar salary of the special agent department with supernatural powers? Those tax thieves have a name of "should not exist".

Don't even think about it!

Represented by social networks, including the strange trends circulating in the society, they are already under the surveillance of the state.The contradictions between people with supernatural powers and ordinary people are getting deeper and deeper, and there are more and more violent conflicts and cases with similar modus operandi. "Help" them create opportunities to appear on the stage.

Dostoyevsky hides in the crowd and manipulates everything through the Internet.It can be seen that he has discovered the shortcomings of extreme selfishness and blind hatred in the character of the islanders, and is sparing no effort to take advantage of it.At this time, it is not easy to find a person who is very good at escaping from the population of more than 400 million in Yokohama, and Mori Yuki does not intend to force himself to dig three feet to catch mice as revenge like an old farmer who has had his fruits of labor stolen.

That matter was done by the jailers who came all the way from Italy. What she wanted to solve was how to bridge the barriers that had been artificially piled up between people with supernatural powers and ordinary people.

The source of the assertion that "persons with supernatural powers wantonly harm ordinary people" is very suspicious. After investigating several cases, the Armed Detective Agency found that there were other black hands contributing to the flames.It is these "evidences" that have been truncated and stitched together to incite people's increasingly impetuous temper under the economic crisis. Coupled with several arranged "public events" and the media fanning the flames to fuel the flames, it was originally peaceful The two parties who have nothing to do can't tolerate each other at all.

No organization can resist this terrible wave alone. It is not just a few people complaining, but grafting the scapegoat of the decline in living standards and the continued low economy to the heads of people with special abilities—the people with special abilities snatched away Job opportunities, people with supernatural abilities do all kinds of evil and ruin the social environment, and people with supernatural abilities are lazy and exploit ordinary people's labor income.

The leader of PortMafia sees the social contradictions distorted by Dostoevsky, and the armed detective agency discovers the means he used to sow discord through investigation.That being the case, why can't we cooperate?They are both institutions that accommodate people with different abilities, and they have miraculously reached a consensus on this issue.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, president of the Armed Detective Agency, agreed to the application of the member Osamu Dazai, and he was responsible for negotiating with the port to jointly deal with external dangers.When two daring guys get together, one raises his eyebrows and the other knows what's going on. It's better to play tricks than to let most people focus their hatred on civil organizations.

Frankly tell those ordinary people who are incited: People with supernatural abilities are actually managed by the government secretly, and if you are dissatisfied, go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.There is the core of the matter in charge, not only hiding a large number of people with supernatural powers, but also many secret documents that can prove everything.As long as those beetles are cleared away, the dangerous elements wandering outside will definitely run away, and the problem is guaranteed to be completely solved.

The use of violence by the government is much more convenient than the use of violence by social groups, and the consequences will be lighter-ordinary people who attack the Ministry of Internal Affairs and riots in the streets will be locked up for a few days at most. If PortMafia is allowed to do it... Yokohama will probably return To the age of iron and blood under the rule of the first generation.

Mori Yuki has no fear of iron and blood rule, but Osamu Dazai knows that Mr. Fukuzawa can't stand this.For the sake of the new boss's physical and mental health, it is better not to magnify small problems infinitely.It seems that he still underestimated the boldness of the members of the international mercenary group. Even now that they have "disembarked in good faith", the degree of madness in doing things is far beyond what the locals can imagine.

"Hey... It seems that I need to save some money recently. When Ango is so distressed that he is at a loss, I will buy him a drink to relieve his worries."

The young man pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, and the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his gloating heart at the moment: "Have you kept my previous salary for me?"

When this guy defected, he left all his old things in PortMafia, including all his assets as a cadre.During the period, Yuki Mori's black box operation forced him to postpone the exact time of his defection for more than a month, so he also paid Mr. Mori a month's salary for nothing.

The monthly salary of a cadre is not a small sum.

"Your salary? How long have you been absent from work and you still have the nerve to ask me for my salary?" Speaking of this Yuki Mori will not be sleepy: "Why do you think casinos, bars, and nightclubs in Yokohama always tolerate your frequent credits? Including All the bills in the coffee shop downstairs of the Armed Detective Agency were paid off by me on a regular basis with the things you left behind!"

"By the way, your old salary in PortMafia has been used up in the past few years. From next year, please trouble Mr. Dazai to take care of the bill yourself, thank you."

As soon as the voice finished, the wailing sound exploded along the power cord, and Osamu Dazai bumped his head on the desk, rolling around, his hair all over his face: "No... Yuki-chan!"

"You have to show the value worthy of your salary, right? According to the organization's practice, all property under the defector's name is confiscated. It's not a problem for me to help you occasionally, but what can I get?"

The young lady who was rich enough to buy an artificial island in Yokohama smiled, and her ex-boyfriend, who was always penniless because of frequently entering the water, was shocked and faded: "It is impossible to work part-time, and I don't want to work part-time in this life, PortMafia There are so many idiots in the movie, and the work is boring, I don't like it."

"Thank you Mr. Dazai for such a sincere evaluation. Since this is the case, I will appoint you as the next leader. If there is such a day, I can't see anything anyway, and you can transform the organization into whatever you want. Said To be honest, it doesn't matter if you disband on the spot, whatever you want."

Yuki Mori smirked: "Attach an equally sincere letter of apology and send it to the chief's office. For your sake as the heir, I will try my best to take care of the unlucky bosses that you eat for nothing in my lifetime."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Please don't say such terrible things in such a respectful and humble tone, will you?

After a little tilting the stairs, he chose to pretend to be stupid and skip this topic: "Ahem, I want to know what backhand you left for Dostoevsky."

"Majin has long been on the list of mafia prisons in Italy." It is precisely because of this move that he also put himself in danger that Yuki Mori designated Osamu Dazai in advance as a precautionary measure. safety valve.

It's not bad in the Central Plains, but in comparison, Dazai is more suitable for this position.It is absolutely impossible for her to release Mr. Mori. After many considerations, she can only pull out the harmful garbage thrown into the garbage dump and continue to use it.

Osamu Dazai instantly understood what she meant.

The devil has long been on the list, presumably the witch is also a key collection target on the other party's list.Once an accident happens to the leader of PortMafia, as long as Yokohama is not in chaos, he must follow her plan to take over this huge organization that has penetrated all levels of society.

At that time, even if he wants to skip the ticket, it will be impossible. Both President Fukuzawa and Sakunosuke Oda will have an "automatic alarm" arranged by Miss Ji from afar.

She is really, conspiratorial and conspiratorial.

"Okay, I get it." He lowered his head lazily, as frustrated and helpless as a hamster crushed by a barbell: "Are you sure your little boyfriend will be transferred?"

The young man struggled with a heavy heart: "He can't beat a few jailers!"

"It's really possible that you can't beat it!" Yuki Mori smiled: "And it's not a problem that you can beat it, but civil servants, eating imperial food, are always involuntary, I understand it very well!"

"Why are these words so strange coming out of your mouth!" Dazai Osamu amplified his voice sharply, "You are the villain who is dedicated to destroying the jobs of civil servants!"

"Hmph." The eldest lady gave him a look to let him understand: "Don't forget that we still have a friend with stitches on his forehead, if it were me, I would not let go of this good opportunity to fish in troubled waters. It is very likely that those two people have already connected, and each takes what they need, it is hard to imagine?"

"Of course it's not difficult, so I hid back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs again? Poor Ango!" Such a wide range of topics did not affect the fluency of their chat: "Yes, Anwu is so pitiful, and the workload has increased. You do something!"

Yuki Mori, who is very convincing, handed over the task of "reminding the supernatural secret service to the Ministry of Internal Affairs that there is an inner ghost" to her ex-boyfriend and "executive" who had voluntarily resigned a long time ago. Bill, Mr. Dazai had to succumb to the power of money: "I will find a chance to let Ango realize this, and besides..."

He still hasn't forgotten the question of salary: "Can you help me place an order online to buy a few boxes of bandages? The price of bandages has been increasing recently, and I always feel a bit disadvantaged buying it myself."

What responded to him was the blue screen after the call was hung up. Miss Yu Ji was so scumbag that she didn't bother to talk for more than a minute once the goal was achieved.