The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

Things will not change because of people's will.

After Osamu Dazai heard about that incident from Uchiha Wansora, he knew that it would happen to him sooner or later.

Mori Ogai sat at the table and muttered about things he didn't want to hear at all.

But that guy still wanted to ask: "Dazai, are you listening to me?"

Osamu Dazai lazily played with the game console in his hand, "Because listening to Mr. Mori's talk is too boring, it's better to go back and watch the empty sauce frying oven."

Before leaving today, Uchiha Wansora even put the eggs in the oven, which made him feel lonely.Even just watching her tidy up the oven in a hurry is more interesting than sitting here.

"Even so, you have to listen to me." Mori Ogai scratched his head, the dark circles under his eyes showed that he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

"But no money, no weapons, no intelligence, no hands, isn't it always like this?" Osamu Dazai said mercilessly.

Ever since Mori Ou took over the organization, he has been troubled by these problems. He repeated the words countless times, and his ears almost grew calluses.

Mori Ogai sighed, "So, as my student, Dazai, shouldn't you share some of it for me?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, "I say I'm a student, but I'm actually just a part-time job for nothing. So Kong Sauce goes to the curry shop to serve dishes, and I still get some wages anyway, so I can only be instructed by you to fly around like a fly. "

Mori Ogai said: "But you haven't decided whether to join or not yet."

"I'm so busy if I didn't join. If I join, don't I even have time to go home for dinner?"

Mori Ogai: "But if you join, the salary will be paid by finances, and I don't need to squeeze Alice's meager dessert money."

Osamu Dazai looked at the ceiling lazily, his eyes were loose, he didn't know whether he listened or not.

"Dazai? Dazai? Are you listening to me?"

Osamu Dazai: "I don't want to hear it."

"It's okay if you don't listen." Mori Ogai took out a piece of paper from the drawer, "Go and help me investigate something, after all, this matter has something to do with you and me."

The oracle of silver, as long as you show this letter of appointment to the Mafia people, you can mobilize people below the cadre.

Osamu Dazai looked at the piece of paper, then at Mori Ogai, and sighed, "It really is a very troublesome matter."

Only very troublesome things would make him give Osamu Dazai a handbook that is almost equivalent to "see me when you read the book".

Mori Ogai said: "And it can only be handed over to you, an accomplice, to investigate."

"Is it the matter of the former leader?"

"Huh? You know?" Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows.

Osamu Dazai let out an "ah", "Because there is a guy in the family who is always inappropriate to talk about work."

Casually putting the card into his pocket, Osamu Dazai wrapped the game console in a handkerchief and walked towards the gate.

"Dazai." Mori Ogai suddenly stopped him.

Osamu Dazai stopped and turned around, seeing him showing an inexplicable smile.

"Welcome to the Port Mafia."

They all know that if this matter is really investigated, as a community of destiny, Osamu Dazai will have to join the port mafia.

"Just remember to pay your salary."

·

Uchiha Wansora jumped flexibly on the roof, and when she felt the destination, her target had disappeared.

She randomly pulled a passerby to ask.

"Hi, did you see an old man passing by here just now?"

From the front pocket of her overalls she took a photograph of a wizened, elderly man.

She asked Hongye to get this photo for her.

The passer-by was wearing an unseasonable coat and a furry earmuff. Even so, he was trembling all over, and tremblingly said: "It's so cold."

"Old man?" The long-haired man who looked a little thin looked a little dazed, "I seem to have seen it, but suddenly disappeared."

Uchiha Wansora: "Well, did you see how he disappeared again?"

The man clapped his hands and rubbed them together, "It just disappeared suddenly, like a ghost."

Uchiha Wansora blinked, "It's true...it's a dead person, so it's strange to appear suddenly."

"Thank you." Uchiha Wansora smiled at him, and disappeared in front of Rantang with two jumps.

Suddenly, she turned her head and took another look at the man who was shivering from the cold, always feeling that he was a little strange.

"Huh? It's a bit like Alice Sauce from Dr. Sen's house."

Uchiha Wansora fell to the tree and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

Although she hates Senshou Feijian, she has to admit that the ninjutsu created by this guy is really useful.The technique of shadow part body allows her to investigate the resurrection of the ancestors of Hong Kong and black even while serving dishes in the curry shop.

Just sometimes, it will scare the masses who don't know the truth.

"Hey, Akira, is that Miss Uchiha?" Shogo elbowed his companion who was texting on his cell phone.

Jing raised her head and asked doubtfully, "Is this the third time we met Miss Wankong on this street?"

"Could she bring a photo and ask us if we've seen it?"

As soon as the words fell, the familiar figure walked towards them.

The two looked at each other, always feeling a chill behind their backs.

Uchiha Wansora's third avatar heard a familiar voice, turned his head and glanced, landed on the ground, and waved at them, "Akira, Shogo, have you seen this old man?"

Familiar photos, familiar dialogue, this has happened for the third time.

Jing shook her head, this time she finally couldn't help asking: "Miss Wan Kong, what are you looking for him for?"

The third branch showed a somewhat bloody smile, but the content was very friendly, "It's nothing, just talk to him."

She chatted with the two of them, then jumped up the tree and disappeared.

Shogo whispered to Jing, "That old man seems to be the former leader of Hong Kong gangsters. I seem to have seen him when I went to a hotel to steal something."

"Then why did Miss Kong find Xiandai that night?"

Shogo said: "What Shirase said may be true. Ms. Zhi may have let him do something, so she left. Otherwise, Uchiha-san would not have heard the rumor and started looking for someone."

Jing kicked his ass, "Don't talk nonsense."

Shogo jumped down clutching his buttocks, and muttered aggrievedly, "I'm not talking nonsense, everyone says that."

"What are you guys?" Jing snorted, "Just Shirase said that, and then you all said it again, don't you hate it?"

Shogo: "Okay, I won't talk about the head office, let's go, Shirase and the others are already waiting for us over there."

Jing shrank her neck, and glanced at the other side of the river with apprehension, "Are you really going to Hong Kong to steal wine?"

Shogo said indifferently: "Because there is a party, how can we do without wine. Anyway, there is a middle school, so nothing can happen."

The organization of sheep members has great confidence in this powerful card in their hands.

As long as there is this card, they will not be afraid of anything they encounter.

Akira frowned, but Shirase sent text messages one after another on her phone, and Shogo was also urging her, so she had to follow along.

·

Rumors of the black flame and the resurrection of the former leader slowly fermented.

But Uchiha Wankong doesn't think the latter is a rumor.

Relying on Shisanyue's ability, as long as this person appears in her cognition, she can travel across this space to that person's side.

After coming down several times, she rushed over quickly, indicating that the former leader did appear, but disappeared again.

Or, disappear where she can't see.

Once, she even walked into the mafia vault with one foot, and greeted Dr. Mori and Osamu Dazai through the camera.

Dr. Sen told her well, and told her to never enter their poor vault next time.

Uchiha Wankong took out his pocket that was cleaner than his own face, looked at his so-called "poor" vault, and nodded silently.

Osamu Dazai didn't like to hear her talk about his work-related things at home, so she told him in the game hall.

Every Friday afternoon, it seems to have become a routine for two people to meet in the game hall to play games.

At present, Uchiha Wankong has been able to draw with Osamu Dazai without using Sharingan, and the two will win by [-]-[-] points.

"Oh, I've said it all, I don't want to talk about these things with Kong-chan." Osamu Dazai groaned and lay down on the game console, accidentally turning over the drink with his elbow.

Uchiha Wansora hurriedly wiped the button with a paper towel, but the drink seemed to have flowed in, and the button was a bit malfunctioning.

Uchiha Wansora threw the tissue into the trash can and said, "I just want to communicate with my ancestors."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, and said meaningfully: "Is it possible that it is similar to Sora-chan's ability?"

"Ok?"

Osamu Dazai said: "Different space, so at that time, Kong-chan, you rushed over, and the ancestors may be thinking of the same position, but in a different space."

"That's troublesome." Uchiha Wansora touched his left eye.

If you want to cross different spaces, it will put a lot of burden on your eyes.

Osamu Dazai kicked Uchiha Wanzo from under the table, not hard, but his anger could be felt.

"What's the matter?" Uchiha Wansora asked helplessly.

"It's all Sora's fault." Osamu Dazai looked troubled, "What you said casually let me know the truth by accident."

A question mark slowly appeared on Uchiha's head, "Isn't that good?"

Osamu Dazai put his chin on the lid of the drink bottle, "How can a person like Sora with only one thread in his brain understand my boredom."

Uchiha Wansora grabbed his ear.

Osamu Dazai immediately changed his words, "Kora-chan is the smartest!"

"Humph."

Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, and said, "I have an appointment with a little guy, and I have to go to work again, so annoying."

Uchiha Wansora said: "But if you don't have a job, you will be bored to the point of committing suicide, and then I will be the one who will be in trouble again."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai looked very surprised, "So in Sora's eyes, am I just a trouble?"

Uchiha Wansora gave him a look of "what do you think?"

Osamu Dazai pulled Uchiha Wanzo's hair, and said, "Uchiha Wanzo, you're done."

"Your meaning is about to die because of your heartache because of your words." He clutched his chest very playfully.

Uchiha Wansora made a "please" gesture.