Is Ms. Oda married today? [Comprehensive]

It's night, the chief's office.

The black-haired man turned the pen in his hand in a good mood. The expensive custom-made pen reflected light under the light, and he flexibly moved from one end of the hand to the other. He easily controlled the pen in his palm, and his thin lips were happy up.

"What's the reason for coming here late at night, Dazai-kun?"

The boy in black was welcomed in by two serious staff members standing outside the door, with a smile similar to Mori Ogai's on his face.

"While walking at night, I accidentally saw that the lights in the chief's office were still on, so I came to express my condolences to the chief." Osamu Dazai raised the small gift box in his hand and smiled brightly, "This is a widely circulated case in the port mafia. The dried tofu developed by Mr. Osamu Dazai, one of the five cadres of the company, is not useful for me to commit suicide, but it is still delicious when sliced ​​and dipped in soy sauce!"

"Oh, I did hear about it, but I didn't expect the inventor to personally invite me to taste it." Mori Ogai grabbed the pen with a 'snap', and gently placed it on the clean desk that reflected the shadow , He raised his elbows to the desk, put his fingers together to form a triangle, smiled lightly and turned his head, "Alice."

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt that the hem of his clothes was gently pulled down by something, he lowered his head to look at the expressionless blond girl, and his figure was reflected in his blue eyes.

The girl obediently held out her hands to him.

"Dazai, give it to me, I'll give it to Rintaro." The voice was sweet and lovely.

The boy's eyes darkened, and with a mask-like smile, he handed the wrapped tofu to the girl.

"Please, Alice~"

The girl nodded at him, and walked towards the man holding the gift box.

"Then, Dazai-kun, you're not here just to deliver tofu, are you?" Mori Ogai took the gift box handed over by the girl, stroked her soft hair with a smile on his face, and watched her leaning against her knees Desk to sit down.

"I can't hide anything from you, leader." The young man smiled brilliantly.

Mori Ogai smiled back at him, "Then what are you doing here?"

"It's nothing serious." He pretended to be shy and said, "I just want to know what the leader and the farming chief and the president of the detective agency talked about together."

"I should say this, Dazai-kun." The man also smiled amiably, "I really can't hide anything from you."

During the back and forth flattery, the black-haired boy quietly looked at the man with his lips curled up and a smile that never changed, his brown eyes seemed to shine under the light.

He asked like a curious child: "Then the chief will tell me?"

"There's nothing you can't tell."

Mori Ogai slowly put the hard tofu he sent into his inner pocket, smiling gently.

"I just got the news that the 'Book' was hidden in Yokohama by someone seven years ago."

She couldn't remember that Andre Gide didn't have a memory disorder, or someone lowered his head, cast a spell, etc., but she herself didn't want to recall things before the age of 19.

That memory was accompanied by gunshots and blood. She killed more people than when she was a killer. Compared with the physical pain, she suffered more psychologically.

But it's a bit exaggerated to describe that feeling as life is worse than death. Compared with usual, I just feel that my chest is depressed, and I can't do anything with energy.

The reason why she didn't kill André Gide at the beginning was very simple. She simply felt that, with a goal in mind, killing people against her original intention was getting farther and farther away from the goal, which made her very tired. So she was tired, and finally chose to redeem herself and others.

Although she felt that it was a pity that she couldn't write about other people's lives, it was better than constantly taking away other people's lives.

At that time, she went back with the determination to be killed by the former leader, but the moment she opened the door, she saw Mori Ogai wipe the former leader's neck with a cold smile.

She could see the golden light flying fine dust falling on the blood-stained wall, falling on the old man's pillow and quilt, falling on his body and side cheeks.

Then she saw the horrible blood on Mori Ogai's cheek, turned her head and showed her a gentle smile, staring at her with red eyes that were no different from the flowing blood, and used that day to lure her The tone of joining the port mafia said in a refined tone.

"Sakunosuke, you are free."

She didn't deal with Mori Ogai like those members of MIMIC, because her life was saved by Mori Ogai, because the object of her allegiance is always Mori Ogai, not the former leader.

So when he changed from Doctor Sen to Chief Sen, it was just a change of title, and nothing else made any difference to her.

There is also a difference.

After Mori Ogai became the leader, she stopped killing people, only occasionally, she followed Mori Ogai's orders to carry out command work.

Although she didn't have to kill with her own hands, those who obeyed her orders would kill instead of her.

As long as Mori Ogai says, she will do it.

Except leave the port mafia.

Then Oda and Nakaya had another conversation, and there was not much gossip, so Nakahara Nakaya answered the phone.

Oda guessed that Dazai Osamu should have called him.

Chuya Nakahara spoke in a growling tone the whole time he was on the phone. No one except Osamu Dazai could make this frightening double black man jump straight up. Every time he stomped his feet, Oda would look at his feet Is there a crack in it.

About 1 minute or so, he finished the call.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stuffed the phone back into his suit pocket, looked up at her, and said indifferently with a little concern.

"I'm leaving, be careful yourself."

"Well, you too." Oda looked at him and said softly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed his hat, and jumped briskly onto the railing of the balcony. Before leaving, he squatted on the railing and turned his head as if thinking of something.

"Also, although I know you have your own principles, but to be honest, if something happened to Sakule today, would you still be able to bear it and not kill people?" Asking this, he looked at Oda Kazue innocently. Oda didn't respond to the wave's face, but only symbolically hooked his lower lip, and he nodded knowingly, "I see, goodbye, Yizhi."

"Goodbye." She moved her eyes.

Watching Nakahara Chuya go down the window and disappear into the night, Oda Kazue looked at the sky illuminated by the bustling night lights, silently took two puffs of cigarettes to relieve the pressure, and suppressed the rising pressure a little , She picked up the luggage that Zhongyuan Zhongye sent with a cigarette in her mouth, and looked towards the balcony next door.

"Atsu, Ryunosuke." She said to the boy who was squatting on the other side of the balcony listening to the wall, "Come out."

She and Zhong also felt that the two little ghosts were squatting there to eavesdrop, but she didn't care, so Zhong also didn't say anything.

After her words fell, two heads, one white and one black, slowly poked out from the balcony next door, followed by a piece of cloth that floated over as if flattering, and that piece of cloth was gently wrapped around her wrist, Then slipped onto the straps of the luggage.

Oda Kazue handed the luggage to the clothes manipulated by Ryunosuke, and watched the luggage being rolled up and dragged to the next door, she closed the sliding door of Aizawa's balcony, and jumped over the edge of the balcony.

When she landed on the edge with steady breathing, the two teenagers of similar height looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at her at the same time.

Oda raised his hand and flicked their foreheads, "I know you have a lot to ask now, but to be honest, I don't really want to tell you."

"Do you think we can't trust it?" Akutagawa touched the forehead that was hit by the bullet, then raised his head and looked at her solemnly.

Standing beside him, Nakajima shrugged his shoulders, then pursed his lips and stared at her silently with rounded eyes.

"No, I trust you very much, but I don't want you to get in touch with Mafia, especially the previous generation. It's too dangerous. If I tell you, can you not do it privately?" She didn't hide anything speak their minds.

Although she didn't want to tell, she felt that they would know these things sooner or later, and it was pointless to blindly conceal them.

Seeing the two teenagers nodding their heads one after the other, she paused for a moment, carefully considering her words, and then told them that she was a bodyguard for the previous generation.

Then she went on to talk about the part that bothers her the most now.

"MIMIC has been killed by me, but you also know that I saw them again today. I don't know why the MIMIC I once eliminated can be brought back to life."

"Bringing the dead back to life might be done by a person with abilities." Akutagawa knew that she was a member of the Port Mafia, but he was not surprised to hear that she had such a past, and just stated his thoughts calmly as always.

"Well, I thought about it too." It's not hard to guess, Oda said again, "But at this stage, there is no ability person who can revive an organization in the world at this stage."

Akutagawa showed a thoughtful expression, and then said seriously, "Or, it's just a blindfold, not a resurrection, how can you be sure that what you see is the dead people, do you always remember their faces?"

Speaking of this, Akutagawa opened his eyes wide, as if remembering something: "Do you still remember, at first I regarded them as people who kidnapped Silver, I don't remember what their faces looked like, but I remember the smell on them .”

"Well, I remember, but when it was my turn to look at them, they were the members of MIMIC..." Oda's voice stopped abruptly.

At that time, her attention was only on the identity of the kidnapper, and she didn't notice what the kidnapper looked like at all.

Face?smell?

……and many more!

His words enlightened Oda, she took out the cigarette in her mouth and held it in her hand, and rubbed the boy's head vigorously as if holding back her excitement: "Good job Ryunosuke."

Then she took out her phone and turned to make a call.

The black-haired boy stood expressionlessly on the spot, and gave an indifferent 'um', and seemed to have no reaction to her intimate gesture, but Atsushi Nakajima found that he was suppressing some kind of emotion, and there was a fluttering expression on his pale cheeks. It turned red.

The corners of the mouth trembled and trembled, and finally he suppressed it, and returned to an unfriendly arc.

Dun: ...he really is the type who dislikes honesty.

But Ryunosuke is really amazing... I can help Miss Oda...

And he...

Atsushi Nakashima sighed.It's really useless no matter where you go.

Oda Kazue dialed Akabayashi's phone number, and the cadre of the Kurinsu Society quickly answered,

"Hey, Mr. Chibayashi, I want to know what those two kidnappers you saw looked like? Ordinary people... just punks? I get it. No, nothing... Actually, Mr. Chibayashi, I think There are still some doubts, shall we meet and talk tomorrow? Okay."

Atsushi Nakajima blinked blankly, and asked the black-haired boy who was following her closely: "Ryunosuke, what did Miss Oda understand?"

Akutagawa has adjusted his joyful mood back to normal at this time, he explained coldly.

"That person used a certain ability to make Yizhi and his subordinates hallucinate, so Yizhi saw the dead people. I will regard those people as the guys who kidnapped Silver."

"Hey? Is it still possible to do this?" Atsushi Nakajima has never come into contact with such people in daily life, and the people in their orphanage are all very ordinary personalities.

Akutagawa nodded: "From what Yizhi said just now, it should be like this. I was vague about the appearance of those two people. At first I thought they were the people who kidnapped Silver, that is, my sister, but after Yizhi said the gray ghost, I I found out that I had misidentified the person, that is to say, our cognition at that time changed with the change of one party.”

"Sister??" Atsushi Nakajima was so frightened that his voice became sharp. After being glared at by Akutagawa, he covered his mouth and said in a low voice, "No matter how you say it, you won't mistake the person who kidnapped your sister... ..."

"Well, I won't admit it." Akutagawa said coldly, he closed his eyes, and continued, "After that, I clearly remembered the gray ghost's hand, gun and the characteristics of holding a military rank. , but the person who spoke with Yizhi just now said that those two people are just punks, since our wording and cognition conflict, it means that my guess is still tenable."

After Akutagawa Ryunosuke's calm narration, Nakajima Atsushi also understood the suspiciousness of this.

Atsushi Nakajima looked at him with admiration: "That's amazing, Ryunosuke! So many clues can be revealed!"

"Cough..." The black-haired boy's lips were tightly drawn into a line, he turned his head and said in a deep voice, "I just drew conclusions from one branch's reaction, the one that can detect the abnormality from my words is the real powerful one." .”

As he spoke, he continued to look at the woman on the phone.

After talking on the phone with Akabayashi, Oda Kazue dialed another number.

"Hello, Enoda."

The young man on the opposite side answered the phone, and said glibly, "Hey, Ms. Oda, why did it take you so long to visit? I miss you so much. Is there anything I can do to help you this time?"

"I didn't visit because I didn't have any money before." Oda Kazue looked at the stars outside the window, "Help me find someone, and I'll transfer the money to you later."

"Yeah, no problem, who should I check?"

"The name, appearance and gender are unknown, but his ability should be able to cause hallucinations in a short period of time, and the trigger medium is unknown."

Her description made the young man smile bitterly: "No way, Ms. Oda, it's all unknown, how should I find out?"

"Can't you find it?" Oda mused, "Indeed... I'm sorry, this is too embarrassing for you."

"No, actually, Ms. Oda, you asked the right person." Oda Kazue heard a sound of typing on the keyboard from the opposite side, and it seemed that Enoda was talking to her with his mobile phone between his hands.

"How to say?"

"Just now someone asked for your information, because the price he offered was too high, so in order not to disappoint the client, I gave him all your information from birth to the present, including before it was washed."

Hearing this, Oda was thoughtful: "Someone wants my information? It's really strange."

"Hey! I've given away your information to others and you're not angry!" Enoda said in surprise, "It's so strange that you care about it!"

"You also want to do business, so it's normal." She held up the cigarette that had accumulated a long piece of ash, looked left and right, but couldn't find anything that could make her shake the ash.

Just as she was thinking about it, she saw Atsushi Nakajima coming out of the house, took an ashtray, and said embarrassingly, "I think Miss Oda's cigarette should shake..."

Hearing Atsushi's voice, Enoda teased: "Miss Oda, are you still smoking? You said you would join the coffee party together, why are you still in the same team as Baba?"

"Thanks, Don." She shook the cigarette in the ashtray, and said to Enoda solemnly, "Let's not talk about this, since you said you asked the right person, then explain that the person who asked for my information Exactly who I'm looking for?"

"BINGO~" he said happily, "Actually, if Ms. Oda doesn't call me, I just want to call you. After all, there is still a difference between a friend and a client."

Oda Kazue said very politely: "I see, this time you will provide me with information for free."

"Miss Oda, you are more sensitive to money matters than other things." Enoda said with a smile, "According to Baba's words, the combination of slowness and quickness is the charm of Miss Oda."

"Well, thank you for the compliment. In fact, I have to ask you to investigate something." Saying that, Oda turned his gaze to the black-haired boy immersed in the darkness.

Akutagawa's eyes moved slightly, staring at Oda like a hound smelling a scent.

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