[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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Osamu Dazai didn't stay with me for long, and was called away by Mori Ogai. When he left, he was extremely reluctant and looked at me with jealous eyes.

"Why can Qianli take a vacation?"

"Maybe it's because I worked too much overtime."

I waved my hand weakly, and continued to slump on the hospital bed. The pillow was so soft and the quilt was so warm.

After I stayed there for a while, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a strange black suit walked in, bringing a set of clothes.

"The leader wants to see you."

Oh, Mori Ogai.

How could I feel that he found out his conscience and gave me a holiday.

I packed myself slowly, followed the black suit out of the ward, watched the black suit press the elevator, and then I realized where I am now, which is the medical department on the sixteenth floor of the port mafia headquarters.

Our destination is the top floor, the chief's office.

The elevator is transparent, and you can see the scenery of Yokohama. As the elevator goes up, the street view gradually opens up.

Yokohama is such a beautiful place.

After a series of body searches, finally, two guards opened a gorgeous door, and a fully enclosed European-style conference hall was displayed in front of my eyes.

There were seven or eight people in the room, and I only knew Osamu Dazai and Mori Ogai who was in charge.

Probably the upper echelons of the port mafia.

Osamu Dazai waved to me with a smile, beckoning me to sit beside him.

The unfamiliar port mafia members made no secret of their sizing up and malice towards me. All kinds of eyes came at me, and I walked towards Osamu Dazai with a blank expression.

"Dazai and Susuha-kun have a good relationship." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

I replied honestly: "Because it was Mr. Dazai who brought me in and avenged me."

"I'm very happy to see that the relationship between my subordinates is good." I don't know if it's true or not, but Mori Ogai is happy with my answer, and he continued: "Mr. Promote you to reserve cadre."

I heard that the reserve cadres and the people in the room all looked at me unkindly, some even with murderous intent.

I was almost stimulated in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Osamu Dazai told me in advance that the position of reserve cadre is a probing potato.

"Isn't that a joke?" I pretended to be surprised: "I don't have that ability, leader."

In short, use all means to reject Mori Ogai's reserve cadres who painted big cakes.

He dares to give, but I dare not sit.

"Oh?" Mori Ogai raised his head, his purple eyes gleaming with the luster of wine under the light: "Then what position does Boba-kun want?"

"This is decided by the leader. If I had to choose, I would like to be Mr. Dazai's subordinate."

Mori Ogai frowned in embarrassment, and then he let go: "I didn't think carefully, then let Dazai take you to familiarize yourself with the business of the port mafia, and Thin leaves will go to the guerrillas to be Dazai's deputy."

"Thank you chief."

"I hope Boha-kun can make the name of "necromancer" of the port mafia resound throughout Yokohama."

After Mori Ogai said the three words "necromancer", the detection of my malice was slightly less.

"Yes, chief."

Just say that you want to push me out as a shield.

The road Mori Ogai arranged for me is a more radical dead end than Zhongya Zhongya. It is a conspiracy, and it is also the easiest and fastest profitable road. All the benefits are obtained by the port mafia, and I will bear all the crises.

Zhongyuan Zhong also became a "gravity envoy" with his strong strength, and I, do I want to become a "necromancer" with my rubbish physical skills and mortal sex?

A "necromancer" hunted down by the port mafia and a "necromancer" working for the port mafia are not the same concept.

After talking about my affiliation, Ogai Mori asked me to sit next to Osamu Dazai, saying that he would wait for another person to come, and bowed his head to review the documents.

The beauty in kimono sitting opposite Osamu Dazai looked at me curiously, her eyes and eyebrows were full of feminine beauty, but not too soft, with a sense of oppression unique to the dark world.

The woman saw me seated, and greeted me in a friendly manner: "My concubine Ozaki Koyo, a cadre of the port mafia, Susukha-kun, this is my first meeting."

Is she Ozaki Koye, one of the five cadres?

"Hello." I didn't know whether I should stand up to show politeness, but I froze in the position, and it seemed a little awkward to stand up after I just sat down, and this chair was very heavy.

"I have heard about you, the famous "Necromancer", but I didn't expect it to be a newcomer brought into the port mafia by Mr. Dazai. You are such a beautiful child."

Is he famous for being hunted down by the port mafia?

I scratched my head in embarrassment: "You are a cadre at such a young age, much better than me."

Ozaki Momiji covered her mouth and smiled lightly, she had a good feeling towards me: "Just like Dazai-kun, I will call you Miss Momiji."

"Big sister Hongye." I called obediently.

After I finished handing in, Ozaki Momiji frowned and liked me very much, she turned to look at Mori Ogai: "Master Ogai called us, what are you doing?"

Mori Owai didn't look up: "It's for the 5000 billion legacy of the Meiko Group passed down in Yokohama."

The old man of Mingguang Group left an inheritance of 5000 billion yuan, the sole heir was killed by GGS, and the whereabouts of 5000 billion yuan is unknown.

Under the temptation of huge wealth, organizations of all sizes began to riot.

Koyo Ozaki suddenly realized: "No wonder there are so many little bugs who are daring to go to the port mafia site to inquire about news these days."

"Miss Hongye doesn't know about 5000 billion?" Dazai Osamu sat on the side, playing with his fingers boredly, and only opened his mouth when he heard Ozaki Koye's doubts.

"The black lizard has captured the last few criminals who took away the securities of the company under the port mafia half a year ago. I am busy with the interrogation, so naturally I have no time to pay attention to the half-truths and half-false legends." Ozaki Hongye pointed to the faint blue eyes under her eyes. Black, even with makeup can't hide it.

"Where is the mastermind who escaped for half a year?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously.

escaped for half a year?

I am a little surprised, who is so brave.

Mori Ogai chased me carelessly for a week, and I almost overturned my car for a week, taking money from the port mafia, and the person who violated the interests of the port mafia escaped for half a year.

"There are some eyebrows, he can't escape for too long." Ozaki Hongye smiled slightly, and a murderous aura swept across: "The bastard who killed his concubine and didn't sleep for two nights will never let him go."

I didn't dare to intervene in their conversation, and curled myself up on the table.

I really want to interject, if you catch that warrior, can you show me.

At this moment, the last person in the meeting also came, Chuya Zhongyuan.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have just come back from the outside, full of travel and dust, he couldn't hide his surprise when he saw me sitting on the chair.

"you?"

"Boba-kun was sent by me to Mingguang Group as an undercover agent. I just finished the mission yesterday, so I must know Nakaya-kun." Mori Ogai put down his pen, and explained my identity to Nakahara Nakaya.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had an incredible look on his face.

I guess it was because I tried my best to find faults with him when I was in charge of Mingguang Group’s western gemstone trade, which impressed him deeply. I didn’t find faults later, but I managed Mingguang Group’s trade in an orderly manner, which is not like an undercover agent at all.

"I know." Nakahara Chuya finished speaking, and sat next to Ozaki Koyo, opposite me.

Mori Ogai saw that everyone was here, so he started the meeting.

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The author has something to say:

It was only after completing the novel that I realized that the Dragon Head War was after the Verlaine incident, and it’s too late to change it now, so I won’t write about the Verlaine incident.