Why should I clean up

Spinnetta is a gin man.

Almost the second after the voice fell, all the organization members present came to this conclusion.

The stalemate in the atmosphere slowed down with the young man's slow pace, and Chianti raised his eyebrows in the corner until Spinnetta sat next to the gin.

"So this is the new member that Chabli mentioned earlier?" She asked with interest, "I heard that you are good at sniping, do you want to find time tomorrow to compare?"

Chianti, the sniper, partnered by the hated hapless Cohen who he pulled from the helicopter, the maximum range seems to be 600 yards—

Takigawa Yuichi quickly recalled the information related to the other party in his mind.

"Then you heard it wrong." Takigawa Yuichi replied calmly, "I'm in the medical team, and I'm not good at sniping."

That's right, his current personality is treatment.

Although he himself can't heal at all!But in short, let's talk about it first!

Takigawa Yuichi lied with ease, not at all guilty of being scolded by the port mafia doctor a few days ago.

"Medical team?" Chianti stopped wiping his gun and turned his head to look at Gin.

This is the first time since Chianti joined the organization that Gin was included as a newcomer in the medical group.As the backup force of the organization, most of the members of the medical team did not undergo as rigorous training as the action team.

Sometimes it will become troublesome to bring it out for missions.

Chianti was puzzled by this, but Gin obviously had no intention of explaining to her.

"Spinita." He just closed his eyes, slowly uttering the name from his lips, with a cold warning.

Chianti was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that the ber/le/ta that Gin had put on the table before had been transferred at some point.

The bolt of the gun was pulled down silently, the butt of the gun was pointed at the Spinita, and the muzzle was aimed at——

Chianti gritted his teeth.She felt the threat of her life and subconsciously raised the gun.

"Cannibalism is prohibited within the organization." Gin Jiu watched all this and calmly stated, "Of course, traitors are exceptions."

"Oh." Takigawa Yuichi held his chin nonchalantly, "Then how do you know they are not traitors?"

"..."

The fluffy words made everyone present nervous, and Bourbon, who was leaning against the wall, frowned, always wondering where he had seen this difficult newcomer.

"Hey!" Someone couldn't help but slapped the table and stood up, and was stopped by Gin Jiu's eyes just as he was about to explode.

The man lit a cigarette and his voice was hoarse.

"Don't talk nonsense without proof."

……

It's a pity that there was no infighting.

Takikawa Yuichi sighed regretfully, he let go of the hand supporting his chin, and leaned back on the back of the chair, his long silver-white hair slipped from his shoulders like a child who failed in a prank.

"Also, if you want a gun, go to the room and get it yourself." Gin said, noticing Spinnetta's little action of coveting his own equipment just now, "Don't get my idea."

Hearing these words, Takigawa Yuichi cheered up a little.

Great, we'll rob them all back to the Port Mafia later.

Thinking so, the young man turned his head to look at Qin Jiu, and suddenly raised his slender wrist.

"Do you want to tie your hair?"

He was referring to the rubber bands on his wrists.

That smear of black was particularly obtrusive to Gin's eyes, but he seemed to have gotten used to Spinita's actions that always challenged his bottom line, and in the end he just snorted coldly.

"Go and play by yourself." After finishing speaking, Qin Jiu ignored his plan.

After getting the answer, Takigawa Yuichi raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to one side.

The boy observed for a while, and finally spread his hands innocently.

"There is no way, I really want to unite and love, but your hair is too short."

"Cohen, would you like a wig?"

"..."

With blue veins popping out of Chianti's forehead, he swore to Cohen beside him: "When I find out that he is a traitor one day, I will be the first to kill him."

Cohen did not speak, but silently agreed.

The first day he came to the organization was filled with all the hatred, Bourbon lowered his eyelids and silently poured himself a glass of wine.

As soon as the hot air touched the wall of the cup, it turned into water droplets. He unconsciously squeezed his fingers on the edge of the cup, and raised his eyes after thinking twice.

"Want a drink?"

Spinita's slightly embarrassed face was reflected in the gray-purple irises.

"I can't drink alcohol."

In this instant, Bourbon had his answer.

In addition to feeling a headache, he is more worried about this same period who has never been afraid of death.

Because Spinnetta turned his head away after saying this.

"I want a drink," he said to the gin, "and milk."

"..."

childish.

The fifth place that needs to be corrected.

Gin withdrew his gaze and refused indifferently.

"No drinking."

After Takigawa Yuichi walked out of the stronghold, he did not immediately return to the port mafia.

He first checked the device on his body, and then walked around several times avoiding the camera, and only then did he plan to go back.

However, before Takigawa Yuu could reach the downstairs of the dormitory, one hand pulled him into an alley at a blind spot.

The boy's eyes moved slowly, and his gaze finally fell on a hand propped on his cheek.

Bourbon, no, it should be called Jianggu Zero now.

The young man's falling blond hair brushed against the snow-colored eyelashes, and the lights split into two sides behind him.

What is bright is outside, and what is dark is inside.

"What are you thinking, Yuichi?" Furutani Rei asked with a serious expression.

It was the same before. Although he was stopped by a man named Dazai on the way to perform the mission, he couldn't witness it with his own eyes, but listening to Scotland's description is enough to be thrilling.

How could someone point a gun at it and bomb it.

Furuya Rei, who belongs to the intelligence team, is very aware of the side effects of the opponent's abilities.The medicine for supernatural abilities in the organization has been initially formed, and Yu Yi's previous combat data is still being turned into data in the laboratory for repeated verification.

He originally wanted to pass such news to the police, but before he could operate it, the person he was most worried about fell into the trap instead.

"Gin is very dangerous." Jiang Gu Ling, who has witnessed Gin's attitude towards traitors, said, "If he finds out that you have a problem, he will use all means to torture you."

Even though it was such a serious matter, the boy rubbed his eyes indifferently.

"It's itchy."

Jiang Guling was taken aback, and took a step back.

"Feel sorry."

"Huh? You don't need to apologize." Takigawa Yuu, who had stepped out of the role of being a hindrance to the gin, raised his eyes in confusion, "Besides, you are too nervous."

"Whether it's death or torture, it's the order of the day for the Mafia."

Flat, empty, passionless.

Only these emotions can be found in those moonlit eyes.

"Zero, have you ever seen a corpse eaten by wild dogs?"

The boy paused when he said this, and chuckled slightly when he raised his jaw.

"First, the neck is bitten off, and then the red meat will pour out. A beast that doesn't know how to think doesn't know how to kill people. It just follows the instinct to snatch food."

"That person is still too gentle." Takigawa Yuichi recalled the scene when Dazai Osamu invited himself to visit this scene, lazily put his hands in his pockets, "This kind of thing should be done when people are alive."

When people are experiencing the pain of dying, they tend to speak indiscriminately. It is the purpose of Takigawa Yuichi's interrogation to drain every drop of information from the captives.

"172 assassinations, 21 leading incidents."

【"...How did you write the review?"】

【"Help, save—Zero! Instructor Onizuka is going to beat me up!"]

【"Damn it, I'm hungry."】

The teenager in the memory was sitting in front of the desk, with a vanilla-flavored pockey in his mouth, lying on the desk sullenly and acting like a baby.

Yuichi used this hand to gently tug at the corner of his clothes.

【"Will you help me, Zero?"】

But now, that hand was clutching his collar.

Yuichi pressed him against the wall with an irresistible force, no waves could be heard in his voice.

"Don't think of me as a companion, I have never been a good person."

"So, even if it's you who executes me at that time."

The corners of the originally drooping lips rose slightly, the boy stood on tiptoe and leaned close to his ear and said.

"Remember your duty, Mr. Inspector?"

The port mafia has infiltrated rats.

Otherwise, Zero would not have found him so early.

Apart from being worried, this is the message Zero originally wanted to convey to him.

The boy who jumped onto the window from the outside of the building changed his clothes, and asked Rokudo Mukuro to dispel the illusion before walking out from the alley.

The first thing Takigawa Yuichi did when he returned to the Port Mafia was to go to the office to find Chuya Nakahara.

"In short, it's about this long. The submachine gun has a retractable buttstock."

"...MP5A3?"

"Hey, what's the name of the one that can shoot three rounds?"

"...A4 and A5."

The men in suits who were scolded by Chuya Nakahara just now because of the failure of the mission huddled in the corner, trying to reduce their sense of existence, but their eyes were uncontrollably looking at Takikawa who was playing with Nakahara Chuya who was playing with you. cadre.

"Go out." Sensing their gaze, Nakahara Chuya ordered.

"Yes Yes!"

The solid wood door was gently closed, and after confirming that the breath outside the door had disappeared, Zhong Yuan frowned and looked back.

"What are you asking these for, Takigawa?"

The pen in Takigawa Yuichi's hand stopped: "Didn't Mr. Mori tell you?"

"?"

"I sneaked into the black organization as an undercover agent!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also squeezed hard and crushed the wine glass in his hand.

The mellow red wine soaked his gloves, and Zhongyuan Zhong also clicked his tongue, took them off and threw them aside.

"Didn't you and Dazai go to recover Q?"

"That's in the morning." Takigawa Yuu nodded, "Undercover is my job in the afternoon."

"..."

Zhong Yuan was also silent, not knowing how to evaluate the other party's fulfilling day.

In this brief silence, Takigawa Yuichi laughed.

"what do you think?"

"what?"

"Q that kid's worth to the port mafia."

Under the light, Takigawa Yu folded his arms around his chest and folded his slender legs in front of the table.

This sudden question made Zhong Yuan raised his eyes.

His expression was gloomy, as if he remembered the brutality of the battle when Dazai put Q in the confinement room.

There is no doubt that the existence of Q is a double-edged sword.

If it wasn't an order, even if the child was killed, Zhong Yuanzhong would not have blinked.

"Are you sympathizing with him?" Nakahara Chuya asked disapprovingly with anger hidden in his eyes.

"Sympathy?" Takigawa Yuichi repeated the word curiously.

He thought for a moment, then waved his hands indifferently: "It has nothing to do with sympathy, I just want to try."

"If we can incorporate psychic superpowers into the team, this will allow us to minimize casualties in battle."

What's more, the child has been imprisoned for so long, besides Dazai, the one who hates him the most must be Mori Ogai.

There appeared, the first of the port mafia who had the potential to belong to him wholeheartedly.

Takigawa Yuichi couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.

"As far as I know." Chuya Nakahara said, "Q's mental state is extremely unstable, and it is easy to cause collapse when actually going into battle."

Snapped.

Takigawa Yuichi clasped his hands happily: "You're right, it's just to make him collapse."

"In the next few days, I will conduct stress training on him in the confinement room. As long as little Mengye can know that there is no more terrifying existence in this world than me, that child can become a knife pointing at the enemy. "

He was obviously smiling, but when the boy said these words, there seemed to be a piece of black ink in his eyes that couldn't get dizzy.

This is cruelty unique to the Mafia.

……

[Central Plains Zhongye Favorability +1]

He stared at Takikawa in front of him and heaved a sigh of relief.

After witnessing the end of Takikawa in another world, whenever Takikawa smiled and accepted the gifts from his subordinates, Nakahara would always feel worried.

too mild.

The ability user with the ability of [Plunder] instead became the target of being plundered.

——Such an existence In the world of the mafia, there will always be people who have thoughts that they shouldn't have.

"Even so, I still don't agree to release him." Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his brows and said.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of those subordinates who died because of Q.

Howling, screaming, companions who were supposed to fight together cried and killed each other because of Q's ability.

but……

Pausing for a moment, Zhong Yuan Zhong also loosened the corners of his tightly pursed lips.

"Since you think so, you can try to convince the leader."

Chief.

Takigawa Yuichi sighed with feigned regret.

"So, Mr. Zhongyuan still chooses the former between Mr. Mori and me."

"...Hey! This is obviously different!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also roared in a rough voice.

The leader is the object he must obey, and Takikawa is the friend he wants, and there is obviously no conflict at all.

Why is everyone except him struggling with this problem!

"It's the same." Takigawa Yuichi said, "If I had to choose between the gift from Mr. Mori and Mr. Nakahara, I would choose the latter."

Zhong Yuan also paused, only to find that the gun he gave him before was on the gun belt that fit his waist.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also had a delicate expression: "...you have been with you all the time?"

"Yes." Takigawa Yuichi replied naturally.

Since Nakahara Chuya told him last time that the P229 pistol he chose was at risk of being jammed, Takigawa Yuichi began to choose weapons seriously.

After picking and choosing, the one sent by Zhongyuan Zhongye is really the one with the best performance.

Although he still hasn't figured out the purpose of Nakahara Chuya giving him this gun—but!This doesn't affect him killing people with guns!

Very good, he will use this thing to try to usurp the throne in the future.

Thinking of this, Takigawa Yuichi felt a little complacent, but suddenly heard Nakahara Chuya let out a soft "tss".

The young cadre candidate ruffled his hair irritably: "Understood, I will help if necessary."

Takigawa Yuichi smiled, but didn't answer, just stood up and stretched.

If you find a free thug, then the next step is free brain resources.

The persecution of poor Yumeno-kun can be put aside for now, the most important thing now is...

port, dump.

This is a place that does not exist on the map, the most barren land in Yokohama.The pungent illegal gas was poured aside and volatilized randomly, only a few containers were placed in a haphazard manner.

Takigawa Yuichi was so smoked that his eyes were red, he coughed a few times, and patiently knocked on the door of one of the containers.

With a creak, Osamu Dazai's face appeared under the flickering light bulb.

"Good evening! Dazai-kun." Takigawa Yuichi warmly invited the other party's pupils who shrank slightly due to astonishment, "Do you want to play a game of catching a mouse!"

Osamu Dazai, who was almost asleep, blinked lightly.

He didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just stood in such a dim light and stared at the young man in front of him for a while, wearing a thin windbreaker.

The tails of the eyes were red, and the front of the sclera was covered with a layer of fog.

so poor.

After a long time, Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips happily.

His tail was drawn out, scratching people's palms like a feather.

"Yuichi, why are you always crying?"