I write dog blood in Yokohama

I suddenly regretted leaving my phone at home.

There is also Zhongyuan Zhong, so it is definitely not possible to escape, so I can only follow the other party back honestly. I have been to the leader's office countless times, even if I close my eyes, I can find the direction of the road, but none of them are like today. The road is long.

Following the male god Nakaya back to the headquarters building of PortMafia, the orange-haired boy did not go in together, and I was the only one who walked into the place where the mafia in the entire port was heavily guarded and the security was the highest.

"Ba Xun-kun, how do you feel about your vacation these days?"

Opening the door and entering the room, Mori Ogai asked such a relaxed question when the two met for the first time.

The man leaned his arms on the table calmly, a few strands of black hair brushed back were slightly hanging down, his dark red eyes stared at him deeply, he opened his mouth and suddenly smiled and said, "Armed Detective Agency. "

"I am engaged in all kinds of difficult affairs between black and white. Although it has only been established for 6-7 years, and the number of people is also precarious, it has been able to develop to this day. Such a place must be illuminated by the sun."

His tone was relaxed, and he described the Armed Detective Agency in a tone that seemed to be introducing spinach and Chinese cabbage, and then said pointedly: "A place that is illuminated by the sun, I don't think I would mind blending into a place that used to be It doesn't belong to the people in the dark, does it?"

I:……

Why is he talking so convolutedly.

Knowing that the other party was secretly probing, the disappearance of the past few days probably severely weakened Mori Ogai's inner trust in me, so I replied without expression: "Please rest assured, Boss."

"Since I confessed to you that day, I have no way out."

To be honest, I regret it a little now.

Although I had expected it, but I really experienced this day personally, and I really saw the other party's calculations, and I was still very shocked.

"Is there a way out?" Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, leaned back, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep tone, "I hope so, then."

"Ba Xun-kun, I will send you a mission next."

……

coming.

I stood up with a heavy heart. Odasaku's children were saved, and his desire to live was preserved. Although there are many capable people in PortMafia, at this juncture, I suspect...

Mori Ogai will let himself deal with Mimic's leader.

"It seems that you have realized something." The black-haired man sitting there rested his elbows on the desk again, his face was calm and serious, and he continued to order without any pretense: "Then, Kazuya-kun will go to Europe for a trip. Bad."

"Eh?"

I jerked my head up.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mori Ogai seemed not to understand why I raised my head suddenly: "It looks very surprised."

He crossed his hands, mysteriously covering the lower half of his face, revealing his narrowed red eyes, and chuckled softly: "It seems that Baxun-kun himself has a little understanding, and after learning the news of your disappearance, I was very pleased to save those 5 children with great fanfare.”

...he was pointing at me.

Congratulations are fake, but anger is real.

This human being wanted Sakunosuke Oda to get rid of Gide, so he secretly revealed the location of the five children to Mimic. Now that the five children were saved by me, Oda Sakunosuke did not lose his inner faith and planned to be killed. Disruption, I must be very upset.

As I guessed in my heart, Mori Ogai snapped his fingers without a face, and immediately a subordinate in a suit walked into the room outside the door, holding something that looked a bit like an anklet.

"That's the locator."

Sensing the confusion in my heart, the black-haired man sitting in the main seat explained quietly: "After all, I am worried that my lovely subordinate will disappear again. It will be a headache if you are taken away by some evil organization. The subordinates can quickly rescue Yahiro-kun, so take it with you."

"Otherwise, the five children who were rescued will definitely be very sad."

"……Oh."

Pinch mom, can he stop pointing at me with those 5 kids?Knowing that he is very angry, can't I know it! (Dare to do it next time)

Speechlessly, I lowered my head to see what the big brother in the suit diligently handed over, I reached out to take it, and silently looked at the device on it, so it turns out that what Ranbu God said to pay attention to is to pay attention to this thing.

It's best not to wear it on your feet...

But unfortunately, I am now in the chief's office in the deepest part of PortMafia, surrounded by many traps and countless subordinates acting as guards. In front of me is the chief. If you don't want to wear this thing, you have to wear it.

Mori Ogai's meaning is obvious, if I honestly go on a business trip with the male god Chuya now, he won't care about me saving those 5 children without authorization, and everything can continue as if nothing happened.

Otherwise...he wouldn't necessarily take any action, is that what you mean?

Big hot chicken, I put on the tracker with a blank face. At this moment, I regret that I didn't bring my mobile phone with me. I couldn't call Oda Sakunosuke in time to ask about the situation. No, even if I got it They don't allow themselves to convey any information on mobile phones.

Mori Ogai looked at me with satisfaction, a sharp cold light flashed quickly in his red eyes, and then he didn't have any orders to convey: "You can go down, Yahiro-kun."

"Yes."

He said goodbye to the scum of the world with a lot of thoughts, and the ghost continued to flatter him. A certain orange-haired boy who brought him here was still waiting outside the door. When he saw me coming out, he pulled up the brim of his hat a little bit to reveal his blue eyes, and asked unknowingly :"finished?"

"...Well." I nodded with a heavy heart: "Boss asked us to go to Europe for our honeymoon."

"what?!"

"Just kidding, yes, business trip."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Look, even if I made a joke, I am still very anxious inside, no, calm down a little, and think according to the logic of development so far, things will not turn into the worst result.

I have already saved those children, even the fat uncle who was lying in the shop asked Akiko Yosano to save them. I saw the children in real life. Oda Saku will not go to death like in the original book, satisfying Gide Kill his wish with your own hands.

Things have already happened, even Mori Ogai has no way to touch the 5 children who have been protected. Besides, if you want to get the supernatural license, you only need to meet 2 conditions. It's a bit tricky, but it's not impossible to solve it, and it's not true that only Oda Sakunosuke can destroy them.

I even asked Dazai Osamu to follow Odasaku just in case, I have already done what I can do so far, Mori Ogai probably can only send other people there, no matter how I think, it is over.

So don't worry too much.

***

"Odasaku, what are you going to do?"

Equipped with bullets and guns, the red-haired young man with the invitation letter and the silver oracle in his hand was about to cross the traffic lights ahead, but was stopped by the black-haired young man behind him.

"Dazai, you already understand." Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to look at his friend, the expression on his face was calm, but his eyes were very firm.

Osamu Dazai didn't answer that question, he just stared deeply at the red-haired youth with his iris-colored eyes, and his tone became low: "Why did you change your mind, what did you talk to Boss about?"

"What did you talk about..."

Oda Sakunosuke fell into memory.

In fact, a few 10 minutes ago.

Although he had just experienced the pain of life and death, and was told it was a fake in the end, such joy and sorrow could not get a short rest. Oda Sakunosuke followed the boss's order and once again came to the headquarters building of the port mafia.

"I'm Oda."

While reporting, while being put into the empty and fortified room, Mori Ogai sat on the office chair as if he had been waiting for a long time, with a black congratulatory paper in his hand.

"Oda-kun, it's great to hear that your adopted children were rescued by our guerrilla captain in time."

"But in this case, the Mimic leader over there will have to wait for nothing."

Oda Sakunosuke did not speak.

"Well." Without waiting for his reply, Mori Ogai rested his chin with one hand without any surprise, stroked the stacked black greeting paper on the table with his free left hand, and opened a shrewd arc at the corner of his mouth: " Ability license, an officially recognized item that every organization with abilities wants to have."

"It's unbelievable, isn't it? It takes three tricky conditions to get such a small piece of paper."

"First, let Ango Sakaguchi return to the Supernatural Special Affairs Division intact; second, solve the European criminal organization Mimic; third..."

"Return to the Prosecutor of the Overseas Ability Special Affairs Section, Baxun Jiaojiao."

what.

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened a little: "A prosecutor from the Supernatural Secret Service Division?"

"Yes, I was surprised, right? To be honest, I was also shocked when I first found out." Mori Ogai sighed, and tapped his fingers on the table with a headache, and a few strands of black hair Hanging down a bit: "Mr. Yaxun's personal ability is undoubtedly excellent. Such an excellent subordinate who can complete 100% of the tasks, no one would have thought that she and Mr. Ango came from the same place."

"However, I'm not surprised that the Supernatural Secret Service Division will make this request. Yaxun-kun's supernatural ability is indeed impeccable, but that child doesn't have any awareness of his own supernatural ability."

"Her portrait can manipulate everything about a person, just like what she often does in the organization, such as making the enemy spit out useful information, making the opponent's head fall to the ground in an instant, so that Chuya-kun's ability can be controlled, and for example ... completely manipulating a person's spirit, allowing a dying person to come back to life, no matter what kind of injury he suffers, as long as he is still alive, he can be rescued."

"She can make a person live forever and never die, and she can also make the person in the portrait possess all the supernatural powers in this world..."

"There are so many things that can be done. As long as the painting skills are fully improved, if she writes [become a god] in a person's portrait, will that person really become a god?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "..."

"That's right, that child's ability is just like the gods created on paper. In human beings, even things that humans don't have can be created by her. It's not surprising that the Supernatural Secret Service wants to take her back."

Speaking of this, Mori Ogai's shrewd red eyes darkened, and his expression became very deep: "But I'm afraid there is something unknown hidden in Yahiro-kun, otherwise the Supernatural Secret Service Division wouldn't be so persistent." I really want the other party to go back, that thing is really curious, but we PortMafia will not be interested right now."

"So, why did you call me here?"

The black-haired man babbled a lot, and his words were even a little dry. Oda Sakunosuke was shocked for a moment when he learned that Yahiro Jiaojiao was an undercover agent, and then he still calmly put his hands behind his back , with legs at shoulder width, standing opposite him indifferently in impeccable posture.

"Well... Oda-kun, you should also know." Mori Ogai raised his head when he heard the words, and examined the red-haired young man in front of him without blinking: "Yachi-kun is my right man. The guerrilla captain is also a very important direct subordinate, it is impossible for me to give up on her."

"But it's a pity that as the boss of an organization, even I, I didn't expect the level of obsession with her from the Supernatural Secret Service Division. If this continues, I'm afraid I will have to hand Yaxun-kun back to the other party."

There was a slight change in his breath, the corners of his mouth hooked up suddenly without any warmth, and he lowered his deep and long voice: "And my creed has always been to strike first."

"If I really can't take Baxun-kun for my own use, then in order to prevent her from becoming the biggest threat and hidden danger to the organization in the future, I can only take advantage of this opportunity at my fingertips to get rid of this useful pawn."

"What do you think of this plan?"

……

Oda Sakunosuke's fingers stiffened.

This is Hong Guoguo's warning, and it is also spitting out a cold and poisonous threat like a poisonous snake.

Mori Ogai's meaning couldn't be more clear, if the matter really develops to the point of no return, he will secretly get rid of Yaxun Jiaojiao on the way to honestly return Yaxun Jiaojiao.

The empty chief's office was replaced by silence. After a few seconds of silence, the black-haired man sitting on the office chair gave the red-haired youth another order with deep eyes, and said in a low voice, "Go and get rid of Mimic, Weaver Tian Jun."

"What I said just now is naturally the worst plan. Yaxun-kun is my most loyal subordinate. After all, that child confessed everything from the beginning. How could I be willing to abandon her."

A mysterious smile reappeared on Mori Ogai's face, and his dark red eyes stared strangely at the other side: "I heard that the boss of the Mimic organization has a soft spot for you, and I'm afraid there will be trouble if you change someone else." Noisy, isn't it?"

"Then Oda-kun should go."

"Of course, if you disagree, as the leader of this organization, I can only send Yaxun-kun to solve the mimic and achieve the optimal solution."

In that case, Yahiro's end would be death.

Looking at the black-haired man who spit out these words with a high-sounding face, Oda Sakunosuke had no expression on his face, and he understood that very clearly.

"I understand."

After being quiet for an unknown amount of time, Oda Sakunosuke replied calmly.

He has already seen the scene of another world. Just ten minutes ago, it was like a purgatory on earth, like a dry grassland that had been burned by a raging fire. The endless darkness could not be forgotten at a glance. Devouring the already cold soul.

It was Baxun who brought him back to a little hope.

That's enough.

The children were rescued, everything returned to normal, and Dazai took the initiative to protect them, and that was enough.

"I'm very happy, Oda-kun didn't choose a plan that would cause headaches for both parties..."

Mori Ogai heard the answer he wanted, and his expression remained unchanged: "Then I look forward to your contribution to the organization."

"By the way, PortMafia will return the precious former Prosecutor-sama of the Supernatural Secret Service, but not now."

"In order for that child to avoid the limelight, I plan to send Baxun-kun to Europe on a business trip. Well... what a headache, that child went to Europe without permission. She disappeared for so many days, and then ran to Europe on a whim Playing, we PortMafia were naturally irreparable and did nothing."

Speaking in an exaggerated tone, Mori Ogai's voice was cold again, and it was a lot more serious than before: "In contrast, I will let that child wear the organization's locator."

"Although I don't want to see that kind of thing, but Yaxun-kun, if there is any sign of leaving the path and running back from the airport, even if there is a slight abnormality in the physiological phenomena of the legs, the hidden bomb installed in the locator will explode. ...Of course, if Oda-kun successfully eliminates the Mimic organization, the bomb will be automatically abolished at the same time."

Fingers crossed, the black-haired man who quietly leaned his arms on the desk ended all the conversations, and said with a smile: "Then, I look forward to your good news."

"Yes."

Oda Sakunosuke exited the chief's office with a moody expression, as if he just agreed to some trivial request.

***

Sure enough, I still feel uneasy.

Although there is nothing to worry about at all, Mori Ogai may send cadres like Osamu Dazai to deal with Mimic in the future, but if he doesn't witness it himself, he will feel very uneasy in his heart.

"What are you thinking?"

A certain orange-haired boy in front of me interrupted my contemplation, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was walking in front of me, also turned back to look at me, his handsome eyebrows raised a little: "I look very out of shape from just now, if not I pulled you and almost hit the car door..."

"Give me a good look at the road?"

"sorry."

I sincerely apologize.

Although, my heart was not comforted by Shengshi Meiyan's predecessor and direct supervisor, I couldn't help but continue to sigh, and the other party "tsk", and I came back to my senses, I don't know when I was stuffed in my hand Strawberry Ice Cream Cone.

Huh?

"What are you doing... let's eat." Zhong Yuanzhong, who stuffed the cone into my hand, looked away uncomfortably. He couldn't bear my wide-eyed and suspicious look, and he lowered the brim of his hat a little bit awkwardly with his hands and feet, his tone Stiffness: "Don't girls like this kind of sweet stuff?"

"Although I don't know what you're worrying about, but since you've come out, let's be a little happier."

"...Senior Chuya, you are really, a good person!"

"Hey, I don't want to be sent a good person card by you." Nakahara Nakaya evaded my shiny line of sight blackly, but the tips of his ears hidden among the orange hair were slightly red.

I didn't pay much attention to it, and carefully licked the tip of the ice cream cone. It was very sweet and delicious.

My heart felt a little warm, but sure enough——

This will only increase my determination to go back and witness the scene with my own eyes. If I don’t know the final result, my so-called trip to Europe is useless in my eyes.

I ate the sweet ice cream in my hand two or three times, relished the texture of strawberries and cream, looked at the airport that was about to arrive, I grabbed Nakahara Chuya's arm as if I was about to cry, and said sadly :"bad stomach ache……"

"what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned around in surprise, and looked at my empty hands when he heard the words, his eyes twitched, and he almost opened his mouth to reprimand me on the spot: "Who made you eat so fast! Come here, let me see... ..."

Realizing that the other party wanted to reach out with a gloved hand, and his strong forearm was close in front of me, I hurriedly hid for a while, shook my head and said, "I, I'll go to WC first."

After speaking, he quickly slipped to the toilet inside the airport hall, and when he really stepped into the independent girls' toilet, the self-portrait he carried at all times came in handy.

He took out the ballpoint pen in his pocket and wrote [Invisible] next to the self-portrait. His eyes suddenly went black, and nosebleeds flowed from his nostrils again.

There is no way, today is too overloaded.

I took out a few pieces of toilet paper and rubbed them, maintaining my invisibility, looked down at the locator on my left ankle, gritted my teeth, and put my foot on the toilet seat, stuffed the paper into my mouth, Reluctantly broke his left calf.

Unbearable sharp pain came from my left leg, and cold sweat suddenly spread densely across my forehead. If I was not in a hurry to get down to business now, I'm afraid I would really cry.

Taking a deep breath, I wrote [grow left leg] on the portrait that said [heal the heart]. I looked down at the smooth calf that had grown back. Although I couldn't use much strength, the pain just now The feeling of fainting still remained in his nerves.

There is no sense of touch on the soles of the feet, and I am afraid that I have lost my sense of touch. Apart from the severe pain that I remembered just now, I am afraid that I have lost my sense of pain as well.

Damn... Forget it, as long as it grows out, it looks like it can still walk.

Without time to stay for myself, I secretly left the international airport in the sight of PortMafia's subordinates. I limped and adapted for a while, and followed a taxi-hailing public face into a taxi without any resistance. Being able to grasp the left calf that lost both senses, he quickly rushed towards the place he had inquired about earlier.

A remote mansion in a certain location.

One after another, gunshots continued to come from inside. It was an abandoned area that no one had visited for a long time, but today it was particularly full of bloody smell.

When I rushed to the old mansion, even if I didn’t step into the huge deserted building, the dead air permeating the outside reverberated in my nose, and many European men in dark cloaks fell down in the bushes outside the door , Their facial features are profound, and there is an unprecedented sense of relief on their faces.

Seeing their expressions, my heart skipped a beat, and I had an inexplicably bad premonition.

Ignoring these corpses, I stepped through the gate of the western mansion that was riddled with holes and greeted by bullets. I couldn't help speeding up a little, and continued to walk in with cold hands and feet.

The quiet hall was empty and silent, and the whole house was unbelievably empty... No, to be honest, the word "empty" was slightly erased by the corpses that could be seen everywhere on the ground.

The more I walked inside, the more corpses were covered in cloaks. Correspondingly, I didn't see any members of PortMafia wearing black suits.

A very bad emotion almost spewed out from the beating chest.

I wanted to speed up my pace, but my left foot didn't feel any touch, and my whole legs were even abnormally cold. I hardly remember how I got to the second floor.

Because, the hall on the second floor is also filled with the stench of blood, the leader of Mimic - Andre Gide, who has only seen his face in anime, is lying quietly opposite, with a serene expression, no matter how you look at it, it is just a cold sentence corpse.

The heart was falling at an uncontrollable speed, and it was desperately involved in a thread of pain.

My eyes moved slightly to the left, as if I was not breathing, I looked palely at the black-haired boy kneeling on the ground on one knee, his expression was covered by his fluffy and soft bangs, and scattered bandages were scattered on the ground, revealing the whole picture. A handsome face that is clean and flawless, without any entanglements.

And in his arms was Oda Sakunosuke who had closed his eyes. The red-haired young man didn't smell like a stranger, and the dazzling red liquid spread infinitely on the ground.

……

At this moment, I finally knew what I was worrying about.

he died.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was lying there, had lost any breath.

Even [Please Don’t Die] couldn’t save the other party, what was presented before me was the fact that I least wanted to admit, I wanted to rush over, push away Dazai Osamu, and do something crazily, but in the end I found that I couldn’t Can't move.

His feet were as heavy as lead, his failing heart was mixed with severe pain, and weak blood flowed out from the tip of his nose and ears.

My eyes became confused, and I have never hated my helplessness as much as I do now.

Helplessness, introspection, grief, hesitation... Various emotions condense together, and finally only one sentence merges——

I clearly knew what would happen, but I still let it happen.