I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

Osamu Dazai was absolutely right about encountering enemy cadres on the way to escape. He even looked Nakahara Nakaya up and down in distaste and then spread his hands and said, "Because such a short and fierce Chuya will definitely not find a partner, so I don't understand. Why is it normal for other people to talk about this kind of thing."

After finishing the cheap words, she spread her hands: "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you because of this."

Chuya Nakahara clenched his fist, and finally he slammed it hard, but Osamu Dazai dodged it.

"It's useless, because I know Chuya's next move very well, so I can't attack me at all." Osamu Dazai looked at him with a proud face.

"Cut!" Nakahara looked away impatiently, took out a note from the coat pocket behind him and threw it in front of Osamu Dazai: "So what's the matter asking me to come here?"

Hojo Xingmu looked down curiously, there was no writing on it, just a simple painting on the corner of the stairs and a... slug?

Nakahara Zhong also seemed to really dislike that piece of paper, it was all crumpled and dusty, Hojo Xingmu looked at it confidently, and was sure that it should be leather shoes print.

The owner of the shoe is self-evident.

[The tacit understanding between the two is really not ordinary. 】Hojo Xingmu couldn't help but sigh to the system.

Anyway, if she read it by herself, she would have no idea what it was trying to express.

[The two were partners for a long time. 】The electronic sound of the system sounded, trying to answer the host's words: 【In the words of you humans, they should have a deep bond? 】

Although we look at each other and hate each other on weekdays.

【Hey, have you seriously studied human words? 】Hojo Xingmu was a little surprised, but still praised it: 【Not bad! 】

The praised system is in a great mood, and the code is confused for a moment.

"So what's the matter?" Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai impatiently and urged.

"Of course I asked Chuya to take us out~" Osamu Dazai looked at him with a smile, his voice full of reason: "You are the only one who can help us at this time, right?"

"... Is your brain really broken?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, disgusted and incomprehensible mixed together: "Why should I help you, a traitor, escape? No matter what you think, the next moment Just killing you is what I should do, right?"

"Chuya can certainly kill me as he pleases, after all, your physical skills are indeed more than one point above mine." Osamu Dazai sighed, looked at his former partner with kite-colored eyes and said seriously: "But absolutely not Tonight, never now."

"Oh? Where did you get this confidence?"

"Although it was locked for nearly a day and a night, let me guess—it should be a mess outside right now?"

"It's no accident that Mr. Mori is still working overtime at the top, um... I don't know if he will be bald at such a young age."

"The leader won't be bald!" Nakahara Chuya subconsciously defended his shortcomings, and then reacted belatedly: "So how do you guys know what's going on outside?"

As Osamu Dazai said, starting from daytime, those small organizations suddenly counterattacked like crazy, and they didn't even care about their own safety. Both the armed detective agency and the port mafia attacked together.

Although they are all incompetent guys, it is really troublesome when they get together in groups.

At first glance, this kind of thing means that there is someone behind the scenes, but the most important problem now is that no matter whoever is caught, someone with a little status in the organization will deny that there is someone leading this matter.

"Of course I guessed it." Before Osamu Dazai finished speaking, Nakahara Nakaya kicked him hard again, he squatted skillfully to dodge and then blinked innocently.

"Who is the dead mackerel trying to play!"

"Okay, okay, these are not the main point." Dazai Osamu did not continue to mislead the topic, looked at Zhongya Nakahara seriously and said: "I think only me and Xingmu-kun can know where the culprit is. So, Zhong Ye should let us out."

Nakahara didn't seem to believe Dazai Osamu's words, so he looked at Hojo Xingmu with his penetrating and bright cobalt blue eyes.

He is not very good at communicating with this kind of seemingly weak person, especially the neck, which seems to be cut off in a second: "Hey, is what he said true?"

[Unification! ! 】

The sudden sound startled the system. After thinking for a while, it hesitated to ask: [What's wrong? 】

[Do you think I can hug Nakahara Chuya's thigh? 】

[System: ...] Get out!

The topic turned to him unexpectedly, the young doctor was stunned for a moment, and then turned his suspicious eyes to Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai looked at him calmly.

Hojo Xingmu was even more puzzled, but he still expressed his thoughts: "Even if we find the culprit, there is nothing we can do? No one can successfully lead these small organizations, so I prefer what he did to make him Those organizations are targeting supernatural organizations."

"So the best way should be to find out about that."

"I remember you." Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at Hojo Xingmu for a few times, and then said firmly: "During this time, Europeans have paid a lot of money to reward you for your supernatural powers."

Hojo Xingmu quietly waited for him to finish speaking.

"But you yourself are much more interesting than that weak ability." Nakahara Chuya's lips curled up, and he praised Hojo Xingmu in a good mood, "For your sake, I will take you out for now, but you Be clear, you won't be so lucky if you get caught next time."

"Thank you." The young doctor replied seriously.

"You're welcome." Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the corners of his lips, and put his hand in his pocket to turn off the monitor.

[Current progress of being recognized by the senior brother: 69%]

Hojo Xingmu, who had been looking at the system panel, saw the value increase as he wished, and his mood improved a few degrees in an instant.

Sure enough, everything in the mafia building at the port cannot escape the eyes of Mori Ogai.How could a loyal and reliable subordinate like Zhongyuan Zhongye not tell his boss about the traitor.

Thanks to Osamu Dazai, the progress bar is a little bit more.

The system looked at Hojo Xingmu's upturned mouth, and felt that even if he asked the host to buy ice cream, he might agree.

Under the leadership of Nakahara Chuya, several people walked out of the port mafia building smoothly. Finally, Hojo Xingmu couldn't help but look up at the top window.

In the darkness and so far away, it was almost impossible to see anything.But he was sure that Mori Ogai must be watching their departure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Well, it is estimated that I will be able to really meet my senior brother soon.

Thinking about it, I'm a little excited... 5000 experience points, it's a waste of money in conversion!

【Next is the most difficult time. ] Worried that his host's floating system will throw cold water, [For any trusted subordinate, Mori Ogai's recognition rate must be more than 60. 】

[It is true to say so, but my value is rounded to 70. How many people can he have 70? 】

This is a quality that every high-ranking person possesses.

They will trust and appoint their subordinates, but they will never exceed a certain value.

But Osamu Dazai should be considered a special case, right?

If it weren't for the fact that the two of them didn't look alike at all, Hojo Xingmu would sometimes wonder if they were father and son.

"I want to bring back the medical kit first." Hojo Xingmu stopped, looked at Zhongyuan Zhong and said neither humble nor overbearing.

From a certain point of view, it is the body of "Hojo Xingmu", and there are indeed many useful things in it, so he still wants to take it with him habitually.

——Although it is indeed heavy.

"Well... Speaking of which, Mr. Xingmu's fever hasn't subsided yet." Osamu Dazai looked hesitant to speak and turned his gaze to Chuya Zhongyuan.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and shouted at him: "What do you mean by your expression that I decide! If you want to take it, go back and get it!"

The guy with a bad stomach is pretending to be pitiful here, but he really feels angry when he looks at it.

The medical box was simply thrown by Hojo Xingmu in an alley where there were not many people. Thanks to Yokohama, a city full of bombs, no one dared to open this kind of mysterious box, so the contents inside were also very strange. Complete.

The young doctor casually swallowed a pill of antipyretics, then carefully buckled the box and said to Zhong Yuan Zhongya: "Now we can go."

"Hey, don't you need to treat the wound?" Zhong Yuanzhong was just about to leave when he caught a glimpse of the exaggerated wound on his shoulder blade: "Don't worry about it for a while."

[What a nice man! ] Hojo Xingmu, who already had a good impression of Zhongyuanzhong, couldn't help but praise the system the moment he heard this, 【He's still a rich and good man! 】

System: ...I really want to remind Zhongyuan Zhongye to stay away from this kind of person.

"Thank you, but it's unnecessary." Hojo Xingmu shook his head lightly, carried the medical kit on his uninjured shoulder, and walked towards the direction that Zhongye Zhongye was about to leave just now.

Suffering from Cotard's syndrome, it is very rare for him to be willing to bandage the wound. If he treats the wound carefully, he will probably be forcibly logged out of this world in the next second.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and muttered: "Sure enough, the Armed Detective Agency is full of strange guys."

The two were not very familiar with each other, so he didn't continue to persuade them.

"So the next step is to meet the messenger behind the scenes?" Zhongya Zhongya, who followed the two, asked.

"No, who knows where that guy will be hiding." Osamu Dazai spread his hands, and finished speaking before Zhongyuan Zhongya got angry: "The most important thing now is to solve the source first, right? Right? Mr. Xingmu? "

During the conversation between the two, Hojo Hojo of the cue scolded Osamu Dazai in his heart, and then nodded.

Hmm... As the one who witnessed those two violent fights with his own eyes, he somehow found some clues.

Although the premise of all this is based on the fact that Tuosi is behind the scenes.

But now it seems that no one is doing this kind of thing except that guy.

The most likely reason for touching your mobile phone is to delay time, or to delay—Osamu Dazai.

After all, only when Osamu Dazai is arrested will there be time for those small groups to act.

As for the root cause of those people's actions...

Beijo Xingmu felt that it must have something to do with the goods in the mouths of those people.

As for where the goods are and what they are, the only person who knows these two points is Osamu Dazai, right?

After all, there are specialties in the art industry.Although Hojo Xingmu has done so many tasks, he still doesn't think he can compare with this exaggeratedly clever person in this kind of thing.

So Hojo Xingmu nodded slightly, agreeing with his words.