Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

With the help of Zenyuan Naoya, I quickly took the documents to negotiate with the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

The person who met me was Ango Sakaguchi, Minister of Intelligence, wearing a loose suit, looking shrewd and tired, with round-rimmed glasses reflecting the dim light unique to social animals.

I first set out the condition: "I want to borrow the files of all people with supernatural powers."

"That's impossible." Ango Sakaguchi refused without even thinking about it. "Information about people with supernatural powers is very important. It is related to life. We are obliged to protect privacy. Select the part you need at most."

As expected, fortunately, my original purpose is not here, just to test a little.

"Then, I need all the files of the Shibusawa Tatsuhiko incident." I said, "And the 'separation' related superpowers..."

After listening, Ango Sakaguchi took a sip of water, and with a half-holding teacup, he explained with ease: "The Shibusawa incident can only show you a limited part, because it involves the port mafia, we have signed an agreement with them, and it involves The information of the high-level personnel of the port mafia must not be disclosed to third parties."

He didn't say it clearly, but he proved the authenticity of Osamu Dazai's words from the side—the Gravity Envoy was indeed involved in this matter.

I asked, "What about the second request?"

"I'm sorry that I can't agree to such a general request." Ango Sakaguchi put the teacup back on the table, very sincerely, "If you have a certain person you want to investigate, we will never refuse."

I tried to bargain, but the minister of intelligence was obviously not easy to deal with, he bit me to death and refused to let me browse through the files of people with supernatural abilities in batches.

So the first conversation broke up so unhappy.

It's understandable if you think about it in another way. If I'm in charge of compiling the files of conjurers, if there are similar requests from other groups with supernatural powers, I will never easily agree.Later, I went to visit Ango Sakaguchi several times, but the other party didn't want to let go at all, and the process of things just froze.

When he was at a loss, it turned out to be an idea with the help of Zenyuan Naoya.

"This organization is full of ordinary people, but it is very efficient." He handed over a business card with only his mailbox printed on it. "If you have enough money, you can do anything."

I asked, "Who sent you here, and what is your purpose?"

Zenyuan Naoya gritted his teeth: "I kindly help you!"

"...you'd better be." I cautiously took the business card, still dubious in my heart.

"Give it back to me if you don't want it." He yelled dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so ignorant!"

From Zenyuan Naoya's incompetent and furious expression, I judged that the organization he mentioned should have several brushes, and hesitantly contacted the other party's contact person.

The person on the other side was extremely cautious and checked my identity repeatedly before sending someone to connect with me.

【Mihuacho No. [-] Overpass】

Then the time and place, the person who connected with me was called gin.

I heard that the high-level figures of this organization are all codenamed after wine, and all wear black clothes. The style is quite similar to the underground group of the Mafia, with deep roots, and the military and business circles have their eyeliners.

Zenyuan Naoya asked: "They asked gin to meet you?"

I nodded.

He sneered: "I want to climb into the magic world."

I don't care what intentions that organization has, as long as it can achieve its goal, it's good to befriend the other party.

It is not that there are no groups among conjurers who specialize in this kind of private work, but now I have negotiated with the Supernatural Secret Service Division with official documents. Once any clues are left, they will be traced to me soon, and the conflict will be over by then. Rising to the level of both groups will bring many unnecessary troubles, which must be absolutely avoided.

It is most appropriate to find an unrelated third party to do this. If the car overturns, it can be decisively dumped.

I suddenly became relaxed, uncontrollably happy.

The good mood lasted until I saw Nakahara Chuya, to be precise, I saw the lipstick mark on the back collar of his shirt.

It was red, an eyesore like mosquito blood on the wall.

Nakahara Chuya himself didn't even notice it, but when he turned his back to me and hung his coat on the back of the chair, I spotted it at a glance.

I was happily chatting about what gifts to bring to my house for dinner next week, but when I saw the red mark, the corners of my mouth immediately rolled down, my face darkened.

I saw him pour orange juice for me calmly, lowered my voice and asked: "Mr. Zhongye, do you have anything to confess to me?"

Chuya Zhongye's movements stopped instantly: "...Huh?"

There are tricks.

I looked at him leisurely and raised my eyebrows: "You have explained everything now, and I won't blame you."

- Strange.

I can live with him not liking me, but never forgive betrayal.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also like a robot with insensitive joints, he met my gaze a little stiffly: "You... got it?"

I nodded silently, and he was silent too.

In an instant, the open flame scraped the floor and burned, encircling a small area, scorching the air in the living room, and the tongue of the flame almost touched his leather boots; He controlled the temperature of the flame, so kind that it was like a gift.

So, don't try to run away, Chuya-kun.

I don't allow it.

"Of course." I crossed my fingers and kept my tone as calm as possible, "Why don't you take a look at your back collar? It's so blatant and too much, don't you consider my feelings at all?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, the tension on his face faded away, leaving only blankness: "What?"

I smiled: "You can't lie to me."

He took off his shirt in a daze, stared blankly at the lipstick marks on the snow-white back collar for a few seconds, and widened his eyes: "...huh?"

"I don't know how this came about." Zhongyuan Zhong also explained anxiously, paused, and suddenly realized something, "—Taozhi, do you suspect that I am cheating?"

I asked back: "...isn't it?"

He suddenly smiled, and his tone became looser: "What are you thinking? Of course there is no one else."

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the shirt on the sofa with ease, thinking: "...Probably, it was a good thing that guy did. Tsk."

……

Yokohama, Armed Detective Agency.

In the afternoon of the team building, everyone formed a circle around the sofa, watching the duel between Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo with bated breath.

Ranpo held two cards, while Dazai only had one.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand and put it on the card on the left, observing the reactions of the people around him calmly, and then decisively drew out the card on the right—bad, it's a fake card.

He lost.

In the next second, Edogawa Ranpo threw another card onto the deck, proudly saying: "Of course, it is a victory for the detective-!"

Atsushi Nakajima was extremely supportive and applauded: "As expected of Mr. Ranpo!"

"It's amazing!"

"Sure enough, only Ranbu can make Dazai feel weak."

Osamu Dazai sighed, his hair was drooping, and he moved towards the door calmly, and was dragged back by Yosano Akiko not far away.

"Draw the penalty card." Yosano smiled and showed him the back of the flower card, "Dazai."

Dazai had no choice but to accept his fate, and chose one with his eyes lowered.

【q33: Tell me about an immoral thing you did recently that you didn't tell anyone present. 】

Kunikida: "That should be a lot."

"Kunikida-kun, how can you think of me like that?" Osamu Dazai complained hypocritically, "Am I that kind of person?"

"...Of course you are!"

"Okay, let me think about it."

Dazai put his hand on his chest, thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

"About two or three months ago, I went to the little slug's apartment to play a little prank. I don't know if he noticed it?"

In the high-end apartment in Chiyoda, Dazai Osamu walked in as usual, but found a mountain of lipstick sets in the living room.

As smart as he is, he guessed the idea of ​​a partner almost immediately, probably because he has a woman he likes, and he followed someone's advice—there is a high probability that it is Ozaki Koye, who bought lipstick and wanted to give it to someone else, but he didn't know how to choose it. Simply buy all the expensive ones...

Osamu Dazai took two and opened Chuya Nakahara's closet. He found a black coat.

He chose a few lucky ones, and painted his lips with lipstick on the back collar; as long as Zhong Yuanzhong also wears light-colored underwear, the lipstick will be melted by the body temperature, leaving ambiguous lip marks.

Kunikida: "...the lack of virtue."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

"He does have a lover right now." Osamu Dazai showed a happy expression, "That lady doesn't look like a woman who is easy to fool, I can't wait to see a good show, by the way, I want to ask—"

He took out his mobile phone and edited a text message to the contact named [Wujo Satoru].

"If it were me, I would definitely ask the question to the end, prolong the observation period, and I can't let go of anything." He hugged Yosano Akiko, "It's too insidious, Dazai."

……

Zhongyuan Zhong also tried to explain to me for a long time, and I readily expressed my acceptance and trust, and never brought it up again.

Then, a few days later, in a hugging motion, the backhand stuck the tiny tracker to the inside of his jacket.

——I believe it, I pretend :)

His first reaction is really unbelievable.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when we parted. Zhongya Nakahara said he was going back to work overtime. I saw him off with a smile, and then opened the tracking and positioning software gracefully.

The red dot representing Chuya Nakahara moved quickly, leaving the main city of Tokyo, arriving at Kanagawa, going all the way, there seemed to be a sign of stopping somewhere along the coast of Yokohama.

Suddenly, the red dot flashes twice and turns gray, which means the signal disappears.

Maybe it was discovered and then snuffed out.

I immediately marked it manually, then opened Google Maps, compared the latitude and longitude, and pulled out the coordinates there.

Fortunately, it is located between the coastline and the main traffic road, and the nearby buildings are sparse, so the specific location is quite clear, and there should be no possibility of misidentification.

——But... why is it the port mafia?