I write dog blood in Yokohama

I have a guilty conscience.

I actually don't know how to write the word "feeling", so I just wrote a cute one, I hope I won't be scolded...

No matter, in order to make up for the 10th word, I specially wrote a series of sentences, and a certain black mud boss can’t scold me if he wants to. .

I worked tirelessly for several days, and it was not until the third day that I finally remembered the big brother Huluwa who was still recuperating in the hospital. I quickly sent an email to Zhongyuan Zhongye, asking if he was free today.

[Senior Chuya, do you have time? 】

There was no immediate reply on the other end of the phone, probably busy.

I was not bothered, so I put away my mobile phone and found a flower shop. I communicated with the clerk verbally with my newly learned vocabulary, and bought a bunch of pink and orange gerbera flowers for Brother Huluwa in advance. I used... Zhongyuan Zhongye's black card.

Cough, while walking out of the store, Zhong Yuanzhong also replied the message.

【What's wrong? 】

【haven't seen you for a long time.Because, I agreed with you before to see Brother Gu Chuan, I just have time today (ㄒoㄒ)/~~]

Crackling typing to reply to the other party, that's right!I made an appointment with Nakahara Nakaya to visit Furukawa during the meal before. Of course I haven’t forgotten about it. Big Brother Huluwa, I have fought for you. Dear boss, I will visit you or something... Don’t thank me too much !

Zhongyuan Zhongya responded very quickly this time, saying that he knew it, and let me go there first. The other party has something to deal with, and it may take a while to arrive.

【OK. >3

My mouth was very excited, and I clicked send with a blank face. I happily held the flowers and went to the hospital where I was admitted before. When I entered the ward, Brother Gu Chuan was cursing there: "So, how many times have I said this? I can already leave the hospital!"

"Senior, you still need to rest."

Opposite him stood a cannon fodder face in a suit wearing sunglasses. He tried to persuade him with a headache. It should be the other party's subordinate. I raised my hand and knocked on the door: "Excuse me."

"Ang?" Brother Huluwa looked over, choked up when he saw me, and restrained his jumping just now: "It's you, kid, what are you doing here?"

"visit."

I proudly uttered my newly learned vocabulary, walked into the room with flowers in my hand, and the little man standing opposite Gu Chuan saw someone coming, and seemed to have no intention of staying any longer, and stepped back with great insight, brushing shoulders with me He nodded respectfully at me as he passed.

"Tsk, that kid." Brother Gu Chuan grumbled dissatisfiedly, looked away awkwardly, and glared at me: "You guy is now considered a big celebrity in the organization, why don't you come to see me? Work, I heard you got promoted again?"

I:……

Damn it, although I can roughly understand what everyone is saying, but speaking too fast is still not good!

"Yes." I nodded casually, and I put the flowers next to the apple on the cabinet. This apple looks pretty good, and it must have been sent by Nozawa.

"It's... quite thoughtful." Brother Gu Chuan glanced at the flowers I bought for him, and sat up straight in embarrassment: "I will probably be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

"Your birthday is this Sunday, so I'll take you and Nozawa to eat some delicious food."

Huh?

My eyes lit up, and he said "Exploring Bi", brother Huluwa still remembers his birthday!

Although if he didn't mention it, I would have forgotten about it, and I didn't have any desire to celebrate my birthday here. I said it before... Lizi is actually an adult. Well, it's nice to relax for a while.

Before he could open his mouth to say something moved, there seemed to be the sound of footsteps outside the ward, and a familiar ocher-red figure appeared at the door, and he was stunned for a moment when he raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Master Zhong, Central Plains!"

Gu Chuan didn't expect Zhong Yuanzhong to appear here, and his relaxed expression immediately became tense, and he wanted to stand up from the hospital bed in a panic.

"No need to get up." The orange-haired boy nodded to the other party, walked over to help the other party to lie down again, and he turned his head to look at me after finishing this series of movements.

I looked at each other with bright eyes.

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong was probably taken aback, so he said dryly, "Is this Sunday your birthday?"

"Yeah, yeah." I nodded, lowered my head and said sadly: "So lonely, empty...empty? If I can receive a gift from an adoring adult, I will definitely get better."

Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed hard for no reason, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at me with some black lines: "...You guys are really easy to make progress."

Brother Gu Chuan seemed to be a little unaware of those sentences (although they are fluent, but the word order is reversed), I immediately gave some sunshine and lowered my head brightly, "Oh, speaking of it, my salary card..."

The orange-haired boy choked up suddenly, and was about to say something, but the big brother Calabash Baby also understood the meaning, and immediately glared over: "You bastard, what are you talking about to Lord Zhongyuan! It's too rude!"

"I'm sorry." I shrank my neck quickly, knowing that I was wrong, so I stopped joking and scratched my cheek: "A gift, I want to get a blessing from Senior Chuya."

"is it okay?"

After all, if you get the recording of the Two-dimensional male god's birthday greetings, if you put it before your time travel...

I can pass out tm no music!

Faced with his cautious prayer, Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a moment, looked at me with some helplessness, raised his hand to put on the hat, and sighed: "Forget it, you can just look forward to the gift."

"Master Zhongyuan...you, you are too indulgent to her." Brother Gu Chuan seemed to be unable to believe his ears. He looked at the handsome and delicate boy with brown hair, and then at me, holding me down with hatred He lowered his head and said like an elder, "Thank you to Lord Zhongyuan!"

"This kid is under your care."

"It's nothing." Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded slightly, looking at us with those blue eyes, always feeling a little gentle and a little envious inside, I felt the thick palm of Brother Cucurbit Baby, and didn't refute anything, the old man Thank you honestly.

The visit was over and we went back soon.

Ogai Mori seemed to be looking for something else, so he called on purpose. I had no choice but to put down my brush, and reluctantly ended the painting on my inspiration.

That's right, after watching Brother Furukawa, I went to the studio to practice my painting skills. I was very busy today, and I could only squeeze out some time to come and paint every day. Mori Ogai also liked to direct himself more and more. , Many things don’t need to go through the hands of Osamu Dazai, no, this is an example——

"Yahiro-kun, the Deta-cho pier under the jurisdiction of PortMafia was attacked again at noon today."

As if to make me understand, the black-haired man sitting behind the desk interrupted deliberately, and said in a slightly headache tone: "This is the third time in the past week."

"Go and find out what's going on."

"Okay." I tried my best to understand the meaning of the other party, and found that I could almost understand it, but I still need to slow down for a few seconds, and my Japanese learning needs to be further strengthened.

"I have already sent Dazai-kun to the scene." Mori Ogai did not let me leave now, but tapped the table with his fingers, with a thoughtful expression: "Well, as expected of Dazai-kun, he immediately found out today's noon Little traitor."

"Unfortunately, that guy was very smart, and committed suicide by taking poison in advance."

"Baxun-kun." The man looked at me with a serious tone, and suddenly there was some calm and prestige on his body, his dark red eyes inspected and stared at me, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly: "I don't need to say anything next. ?”

"What Dazai-kun can do, as his disciple, I believe you can do it too. I am looking forward to it."

I:……

Desi means disciple, right? When did I become Dazai Osamu's disciple?

Although I was confused in my heart, I still nodded to the old riddleman with a lot of benefits on the surface: "You are right."

"Boss will always be, a wise man!"

"...Okay, let's go down if you have nothing to do." Mori Ogai waved his hand silently, as if he remembered something, and said suddenly: "Oh, yes, wait."

"I heard that you painted a portrait of Mr. Zhongye, how is the progress?"

"Uh." When I mentioned this, my eyes drifted for a while, and I couldn't help but think of a series of things that happened that day, as well as the frustrating wrong choices, and said embarrassedly: "I haven't finished drawing yet."

"Is that so?"

Mori Ogai didn't know what kind of expression I had, and put his arm on the table with a little interest: "I think I will look forward to it when you finish painting."

***

I feel that Mori Ogai is doomed to be disappointed, he may have misunderstood my quick drawing skills.

Damn, I've been so busy these days, learning Japanese every day, taking time out to practice painting skills, and completing the tasks he threw at me, do I want to squeeze the staff like this...

I haven't reissued my salary card yet, and I'll go to the finance office as soon as I finish the task, but I'm a bit reluctant to give up the black card that the male god Zhongye swiped casually, ahem.

Thinking so rascally in my heart, I found the Black Lizard Department according to my memory, and planned to take a few people to Dedamachi Pier to have a look.

The meaning of Mori Ogai is obvious. Although the traitor who caused the trouble is dead, he can always find some clues around him, such as things on his body, clothes, poison in his mouth, and whether there is anything attached to his body. Take a look, including the companions around him, they can ask some information...

It's easy with my powers.

Thinking about it carefully, the male god Zhongye had just finished visiting Brother Gu Chuan with me at that time, and left in a hurry, probably to solve the sneak attack.

"excuse me."

Knocking on the door of the Black Lizard Department, Mr. Guangjin Liulang seemed to be discussing something with his subordinates. Standing opposite him, Hirota repeatedly responded, and the atmosphere in the room was very serious.

"Master Yaxun." Spotting my figure, Guangjin Liulang and the ten leaders under him all looked over respectfully.

I nodded, and once again felt the difference between things and people. Seeing that the Hirota I knew happened to be there, I asked the other party to bring people to follow me, and first went to the intelligence office of PortMafia.

There is no way, before going to Deta Town Pier, I still need to go to the intelligence department to receive information about the traitor, alas, what is it... How good is Mori Ogai handing it over to Dazai, the black mud spirit boss, to train myself like this what to do.

Like a squeezed social animal, I walked silently in the direction of the intelligence department, and Hirota had already led a large group of people to follow.

Knocking on the door of the Ministry of Intelligence, and stepping into the familiar dark room, a black-haired young man who is also an old social animal is sitting there as expected. Ango Sakaguchi also seems to be very busy, writing documents quickly without raising his head. Said: "Come in."

"Mr. Ango, long time no see."

"Ah, it's you." Hearing his own voice, the black-haired young man wearing glasses raised his head and looked at me with a complicated expression: "This time, I called my name correctly..."

"Are you here to pick up the documents?" He had expected that I would come, and he accurately pulled out a file bag from the stack of books half the height of a person on the table, and handed it over with a reflective lens: "Take it."

I:……

He is indeed a man who claims that he doesn't have to go to get off work if he doesn't go to work.

The conversation with Ango Sakaguchi was very simple. I opened the file silently after the communication had obviously improved, and I was slightly stunned when I saw the photo of the traitor. This guy—isn’t he the guy who was with Brother Guchuan at noon?

I've seen him at noon, but his action is too fast!

I never expected that the processing task would deal with the people around me. I frowned slightly. I don’t know why I felt a sense of unsteady anxiety. That guy seemed to be a new member who joined recently. He belonged to the Chuya school. Gu Chuan's descendant, that's why he went to the hospital to visit Gu Chuan who was hospitalized.

Taking the document and leaving the intelligence department, I translated it with translation software to ensure that the information was safe, while I was thinking deeply, and glanced at the members of the Black Lizard following behind me, and suddenly stopped in my footsteps.

"Where's Nozawa?"

I remember that Nong Sawa seemed to be Hirota's subordinate, and he should have followed. I was just looking forward to the other's mouth-swearing expression just now.

I don't know why, when I heard this name, Hirota's expression became a little strange, as if he didn't know whether to say it, he looked at me hesitantly, and then said: "Master Yahiro."

"That boy Nozawa seems to be missing."

……

"What?" I almost suspected that I had misunderstood.

"Master Guangjin is investigating this matter, our initial suspicion is." Hirota was still wearing that black suit, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and spit out the words very clearly: "Defected. "

I think my expression must be very frozen.

Wei Wei's eyes widened, without any hesitation at all, she took the phone out of her pocket on the spot, I opened [Contacts], and my gaze fell firmly on the second person's name, where it was written in Chinese. With the words "Nongshawa".

Followed by his last call record with the other party.

I didn't question Hirota "what nonsense are you talking about", and I didn't go back to Black Lizard to ask about the situation of Hiroshi Liulang. It can even be said that my mind is very blank, and I can't help but want to call Nozawa.

However, at this moment, the phone ding-dong received a new email.

The reminder of the email is very eye-catching. I raised my hand to open the software to check it. The sender turned out to be Nakahara Chuya who I met at noon, and the other party only sent a very short sentence——

[Furukawa is dead. 】

[It was your contemporaneity, Nozawa who killed it. 】