Sorry, my GIN is also undercover

……

Ah... he still said it.

Qin Jiu stared fixedly at the boy sitting on the sofa in front of him.After a while, as if giving up on something, he removed the gun from the opponent's forehead and threw it on the coffee table casually.

The black gun slid out for a long distance before barely stopping.

The long-haired killer stretched his legs as if giving up on himself, and sat down directly opposite the boy.

He rubbed his aching temples at the moment, then propped his elbows on the back of the sofa behind him, raised his head and stared at the ceiling.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"As a cadre, I have such thoughts. I will report to the leader."

"And you will be executed."

The imperceptible mildew spot on the ceiling kept expanding, spinning, and diverging in his eyes, and soon shrank back, returning to the original small piece of normal.

"Since I was not shot to death by you just now, then I will not die." Osamu Dazai said firmly.

"You should already know that Mimic was brought to Yokohama on the initiative of Mr. Mori. He also told Gide about the existence of Oda Sakunosuke and the children."

"It's all for that license issued by the government to open the business."

"Isn't this a good plan?" Qin Jiu laughed briefly, "It is the leader's consistent style to exchange the smallest sacrifice for the greatest benefit."

"Even if that sacrifice was Oda, I would still praise his methods."

"After all, the crow-like organization I'm in now, it took nearly half a century for the BOSS to bury his tentacles deeply into various fields of Japanese upper class society."

"After ensuring that there are chess pieces he can use in all aspects, the organization can blatantly carry out some activities on the bright side, revealing its sense of existence."

"However, in just three years, Chief Mori has made the Port Mafia the leading underground organization in Yokohama. This time he has also obtained legal status from the government, so he doesn't have to be timid from now on."

"Should I not praise his exploits?"

Osamu Dazai sat opposite in silence, listening to the gin expressing his opinion.

At this moment, the scene of the two confronting each other is very similar to when they first met three years ago.

At that time, they also had a confrontation in this living room.

It's just that last time the youthful young man came to find out his attitude on behalf of Mori Ogai who was far away in Yokohama.

But this time, the young man who had gradually matured came to act as a lobbyist for his own plan.

"That's what you say, but..." the curly-haired boy clasped his hands and rested on his chin, "If you really had no objection to Mr. Sen's approach and completely agreed with it, you wouldn't be sitting here and spending too much time with me now. tongue out."

"Instead of killing me directly, or handing me over to Mr. Sen after restricting my actions."

Osamu Dazai has always been able to see through the weaknesses of people's hearts. At this time, he will naturally hit the bull's-eye with one blow and never miss.

"Even if you think it is understandable that Odasaku, as a member of Hong Kong/Black, was taken by the leader in exchange for greater interests of the organization."

"But what about the five children? The existence and location of the five children were all disclosed to Mimic by Mr. Sen intentionally."

Osamu Dazai knew that the other party, like him, might not be concerned about the lives of these children.

What can be used as a weight is not the lives of the five children, but the matter itself.

Involving and using people who know nothing outside the dark world into the internal affairs of the port mafia has crossed the red line in the other party's heart.

This will be the easiest piece of the opponent's position to pry.

As the young man expected, he pointed out the most unpleasant part of the whole incident, which really made Gin Jiu's attitude begin to loosen.

"Dazai Osamu..."

The long-haired man closed his eyes, and called out the full name of the curly-haired boy seriously and rarely.

"You don't have to fight psychological warfare with me."

"About these things, I will measure myself."

"At least for now, I don't think it would be better for you to be the leader of the port mafia than Mori Ogai."

"Even though some of Chief Sen's methods in this incident I can't agree with. But he is indeed thinking about the city sincerely."

"I could see that everything he did was for the port mafia, for Yokohama."

"But what about you?"

"You don't care about anything. Whether it's the city or the port mafia, it doesn't matter to you. It's even a bargaining chip that can be traded. Your world is full of nothingness and meaninglessness."

"You can be a born mafioso or the most feared cadre."

"I don't doubt your ability at all. I believe that if you inherit the position of leader, as long as you want, you can expand the Port Mafia to a much larger scale than it is now, and push the status of the organization to the highest peak... ..."

Gin sighed, and said bluntly: "But the only thing you can't do is to be responsible to the organization and the city."

"Maybe, one day in the future, you will treat the tissue as a burden like a toy, and throw it away casually. Even, its existence may bring you pain."

"I don't think it would be a good option to put the port mafia in the hands of someone who has no security."

Handing it over to a world-weary young man who is either committing suicide or on the way to suicide is not a good choice.

The young cadres probably had anticipated the reaction to gin.

In the face of the other party's merciless and heart-pounding torture, he did not playfully or forcefully escape from the past as in the past, but lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "You are right."

“I really don’t have the same obsession with the port mafia or the city of Yokohama as Mr. Mori, and it’s never been about them.”

"However, what I want is to take control of the city, so that I will never fall into a passive situation like the Mimic incident."

"And, let Oda Saku live in this city without any worries. Instead of worrying about being suddenly thrown out as an abandoned child one day."

"And for my own wishes, for what I care about, maintaining the stability of the organization and Yokohama will be one of the necessary prerequisites."

"So you don't have to worry about me messing around. As long as Oda Saku is still here, I will fulfill the responsibilities you expect."

"In the final analysis, I just turned Mr. Mori's ultimate goal into my necessary means."

"It's all something that needs to be done, and in terms of the outcome, there won't be any difference."

People who are often hypocritical and sweet-talking on weekdays, making it difficult for others to discern their true colors, are now rare and sincere.

This made Qin Jiu re-examine the other party's resolute attitude and sincerity in surprise.

Just when Gin Jiu looked at Osamu Dazai with admiration, and developed a strange and loving motherly attitude as if a child had grown up, the boy spoke again.

This time he spoke much faster.

And back to his unique, punchy tone.

"Of course, if Mr. Kurosawa doesn't want to stand by me, there's nothing I can do. Anyway, I won't give up my ideas."

"It's not bad to be alone at that time, at least I won't get in the way when I do things, and I can use my full firepower."

"It's okay to be wanted by the mafia. Most of them are idiots. They can't catch me."

"Ah—I'm really looking forward to it. I can practice my ideas one by one."

Gin:  …

This is a threat!This is definitely a threat!

It's a good move to retreat!

If it makes Osamu Dazai go crazy and go all out with full firepower, is that okay?Who doesn't know how difficult he is?

I am afraid that Yokohama will be destroyed by its own people who are fighting the civil war before foreign enemies invade.

So he is threatening himself?

If you don't cooperate with him, then he will go crazy and break the pot, and if he can't usurp the position, he will try his best to cause trouble for Mori Ogai and make Yokohama restless.

In case he gets to this point, he will also have some joint and several liabilities of his own?

Good guy, what version of the military medal for destroying the city is this? Half of it is for you!

That weak motherly mentality had just sprouted, and before it was warmed up, it was directly shattered into dregs.

"don’t worry--"

Osamu Dazai returned to his grinning look.

"How can a disciple inheriting the teacher's position be called usurping the throne?"

"This is called sharing worries for the teacher in advance."

"There is no one else in the Port Mafia who is a better successor than me."

"Sister Hongye is definitely not interested, the little dwarf can only use violence, and there is an autistic basement squatting at home..."

He started counting on his fingers.

"No, wait..."

Why did you naturally start thinking about the successor of Chief Mori?

You are the only one who wants to usurp the throne!

"You can see that Mr. Mori's hairline is already very worrying. For the sake of his hair, I decided to take over his job as a filial apprentice."

"After all, the teacher is too old. If he accidentally makes a muddled decision like his ancestors, wouldn't it be late?"

The young playwright put on a worried look for the sake of the teacher.

Gin:  …

Chief Sen, you really have taken in a good disciple.

When Osamu Dazai left, Gin stood behind him and asked: "Before you came here to make a long speech, did you ever think that I might have controlled you the first time I heard your ambition and told Chief Mori?" Inform."

"If so, what are you going to do?"

"This matter itself is very risky, why did you choose to tell me?"

The curly-haired boy turned his head and raised his eyebrows, then straightened his left index finger, put it in front of his nose, and said mysteriously: "In my plan, coming to you is the first step to promote the whole situation, and it is also a must. One step. Then you must bear the corresponding risk."

"If you want to report on me, I can only..."

By the time he said this, the boy had already walked out of the gate.But in just a few breaths, he was about to disappear at the end of the corridor deftly, leaving behind a short sentence, which came faintly from the other side——

"Give it to Luda—"①

Of course, in Osamu Dazai's mind, there was one more thing he didn't say.

At the same time, he also believed that this was a miscalculation by Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai only knows about his relationship with Oda Sakunosuke.I don't know that there is also a past between Oda Sakunosuke and Kurosawa Jin.

It's no wonder that this relationship is too long and secret.Even at the time, only two parties knew about it.

If he hadn't happened to witness the reunion of these two people two years ago, I am afraid that within Yokohama, this would be a secret that no third person would know.

It is precisely because of such a common front that he has greater confidence in getting a chance to persuade today.

So that he doesn't get shot at the first sentence he speaks.

Even if Kurosawa Jin himself uttered the ruthless words that Mori leader used Oda as an abandoned son in exchange for organizational benefits, it is commendable that the leader can decide the final fate of Oda as a member of Hong Kong/Black.But Osamu Dazai could see that the real thoughts in the other party's heart were definitely not like this.

Tonight, the young cadre did not get the open consent of the first ally he chose.

The other party never made a statement, but drove himself out after listening to his own words.

it's fine.

Osamu Dazai had gotten what he wanted.

"Brother Gin, your mood..."

It seems that it is not very happy.

And this state seems a bit familiar.

Vodka, who was sitting in the driver's seat, always glanced at the gin quietly, with a hesitant expression.

Gin:  …

Of course he knew what Vodka was trying to say.

But his immediate boss may have to change again, can this be happy?

Especially when he thought he was getting along well with his current boss.

Even if the current immediate boss can keep his position in the end, it will inevitably be a bloodbath.

Dazai Osamu's words are not completely unable to shake him.But he also recognized the leader Mori Ogai.

Gin wine, which is vigorous and vigorous on weekdays, is rarely caught in a dilemma, so it can only be consumed for the time being.

Neither directly agreed to Dazai Osamu's invitation, nor filed a complaint with Mori Ogai.

After Green and Mark, he was the third to experience the pain of knowing too much.

On the Hong Kong/Black side, he was involved in the undercurrent of the leadership competition, and was caught in the middle;

The task of the winery is still heavy. After Green went to the finance department, he also needed to ask about some trivial matters.

For example, tonight's deal at Dorobegaland.

It's just to take money from the blackmailed president, and I have to trouble him to do it himself.

Qin Jiu felt that his golden hair would sooner or later be exhausted into gray hair.

"Brother, do we need to secretly observe the president's movements first? lest he attract the note."

"Ah, yes." Gin replied casually.

"Then we..."

To follow him?

Before Vodka could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Gin's movement.

The long-haired man casually pointed to a billboard next to him: "That's it."

"Good view from the sky."

"what?"

Vodka sluggish.

Do you mean take a rollercoaster ride to find people?

Is it really possible to see clearly at such a fast speed?

Or, do you have an [-]x mirror on your eyes?

But Brother Cool never needs to explain, he just needs to turn around and leave with a cool breeze.

Vodka: ...

What can vodka do?

It's not just about accompanying him to the end.

Although Gin is indeed very worried recently, but he is not so worried that he loses his mind.

He said that he wanted to find the president from the sky with a good view, but it was just a reason for talking nonsense.

The main reason is that I want to go to a high place to blow some air, so that my brain that has been overworked recently is sober.

Unexpectedly, after blowing the wind, I ran into the murder scene.

Gin:  …

Maybe it's my recent bad luck.

Moreover, the victim of this murder case had his head cut off directly by the thread.

In the world of ordinary people, are criminal methods so cruel?

Using thread as a murder weapon on a roller coaster, this bold and creative criminal can really be called an ordinary criminal genius.

Fortunately, there was a little detective at the scene who solved the mystery with three tricks, five times and two divisions, which didn't delay them for long.

However, after being made a fuss by Osamu Dazai, Gin is really indifferent to this talented and intelligent young man.

"Vodka, you go first. I'll come as soon as I have a cigarette."

After leaving the sight of the police, under the colorful neon lights, the long-haired man casually threw this simple task to his younger brother.

"Don't worry, Brother Gin. I'll be back soon, there will be no problem." Vodka patted his chest and promised.

Gin didn't say much.

After all, Vodka has been with him for so long, and he also knows the other party's ability, so such a small task will not go wrong.

But as we all know, things like flags cannot be erected randomly.

The little guy in sunglasses who can't go wrong is actually followed by a fledgling stinky high school student.

It was still a familiar face—the little detective who was labeled as insensitive by Gin at the scene of the murder just now.

After seeing the high school student behind him being knocked down with a stick by his elder brother, Vodka immediately remembered the other party's outstanding stick technique and his eagerness to try in the fog back then.

Vodka: ...

Seeing the unkind look in his elder brother's eyes, Vodka suddenly felt a bit chilly on the top of his head.

And Qin Jiu, who had a bad look in his eyes, was very tired at the moment.

He was already worried enough, and now he had to clean up the mess for his little brother.

I couldn't relax when I was blowing the wind just now.

As careful as he is, why didn't he notice the few sparkling silver strands mixed in his blond hair?

Ugh--

Gin sighed inwardly, unwilling to say any more unnecessary words.

He just languidly checked in to complete the task, grabbed the high school student who fell on the ground, and fed him an APTX-4869.

The police are still nearby, so just use this quiet drug.