[Comprehensive] I am dying with the target person every day

The detective agency officially moved into Wanxiangtang two days later. According to Fukuzawa Yukichi, the president of the detective agency, before the establishment of the Armed Detective Agency, it used a lecture hall called Wanxiangtang as its base. It is located deep in the abandoned subway fork road extending to the suburbs, and the location is remote and secret.

Tsurumi Hana once visited, and there was a plaque hanging above the blackboard in the lecture hall. The inscription on it was "regardless of righteousness, human feelings, and shame". given expectations.

There used to be a member of the Armed Detective Agency named Tianshan Hanabou, who had a special ability called "quilt", which could only be activated when he was in the most comfortable state of mind and body, so he claimed that he would "live in this dim quilt for the rest of his life." Then die", quit the detective agency and became a squatting at home.

As a hacker, Tianshan Hanabou contributed a lot to the riot caused by the phantom knight, so Tsurumi Hana decided to thank him in person, and Dazai Osamu went with her.

"However, won't this bother Mr. Dazai too much?" Although he had already set off, Hana Tsurumi still asked a little apprehensively, "Actually, Mr. Dazai can just give me the address. Everyone has gone to investigate the matter of the group, I don't want to be unable to help and drag you down."

"What are you talking about? The matter of the flower dress has never been a burden." Walking through the bustling streets, Osamu Dazai, who was walking beside her, glanced sideways at her and said with a smile, "It's not just me. Thoughts are the wishes of other people in the agency. Huayi’s refusal is even more sad. Moreover, I’m not just accompanying Huayi. Members, the possibility of being targeted again, please and remind is also necessary."

"Really?" Tsurumi Huayi tilted her head, and replied, "Well, since this is the case, I will accept it with peace of mind."

Near noon, the streets were full of crowds, and there was a short commotion not far away in the crowd of people standing shoulder to shoulder.Quite a few people turned their heads to look curiously while walking, and Tsurumi Hana was one of them. It was this glance that made her stop suddenly, and whispered in surprise, "Xiaozheng?"

Not far from where the traffic lights turn, there is a man with orange hair and black-rimmed glasses. The man does not look like an office worker in a suit and leather shoes around him. He is wearing an ordinary green T-shirt and dark blue jeans. The engineering student who was leaving the university, because he hit a passerby, the briefcase in his hand fell on the ground, and the contents inside were scattered, including a laptop and a medicine bottle. He apologized repeatedly, and with the help of others, quickly put the After packing up the things, when he looked up, his eyes met the floral dress not far away, his eyes flickered, showing a disturbed expression, he turned and wanted to leave.

Although Kai Tsurumi was puzzled as to why Masaichi Irie, who was supposed to be here in Italy, was supposed to be here for a while, she didn't intend to pursue it. After all, her schedule today was to thank Tayama Hanabou, but Masaichi Irie's weird reaction made her feel helpless. I didn't pay attention, taking advantage of the gap between the traffic lights, Tsurumi Hana ran a few steps and stopped in front of him. When he subconsciously took a step back, he greeted nonchalantly and asked: "Xiaozheng, what are you doing?" Are you here? Are you still looking so bad?"

Irie Zhengyi seemed to have not slept well for a few days, his footsteps were sloppy, and his face was very pale and tired. Hearing Hana Yi's question, he quickly denied: "No, no, nothing! It's just, I'm just here on a business trip !"

"Lying can be exposed so clearly," Dazai Osamu touched his chin and pretended to sigh, "It's also strange."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Suddenly heard a voice from behind. on the ground.

"Am I so scary?" Osamu Dazai sighed in surprise, "This is really sad."

"Mr. Dazai, don't play tricks on Xiaozheng," Tsurumi Hana glanced at the briefcase that fell on the ground, "Is it okay for your computer to drop continuously? Besides, this is a zebra crossing, and if you continue to get stuck here, you will cause trouble. Xiaozheng, would you like to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

"That's the computer!" After reacting, Irie, who hurried to pack his things, paused when he heard the girl say this, looked up at the two people standing in front of him, gave a wry smile, and scratched his head, " It seems that I have no right to refuse."

Ten minutes later, in a nearby shop, several people ordered black tea and some desserts. Masaichi Irie placed the laptop on the table, typed a few times on the keyboard, and finally closed the computer screen resignedly, sighing weakly. He took a deep breath: "The hardware is broken..."

"Blame Xiaozheng, you are too careless," Tsurumi Hana used a fork to put the pastry Strawberry Daifuku on the plate in front of her into her mouth, chewing the food and asked vaguely, "Why did you see me running?"

"No... I was just taken aback," Irie muttered while lowering his head, "This can happen to me."

"I was also shocked, Xiaozheng, you are not in Italy," Tsurumi Hana added when he raised his head and opened his mouth to explain, "Don't tell me that you are here for a business trip and to return to China, the family The business is not in Yokohama, Xiaozheng, you are not in charge of this area, and as for going back to China, your home is not in Yokohama either."

"There are various reasons, and the situation is a bit complicated," Irie Masaichi said with a evasive expression, avoiding the topic, "It's better that you don't know Huayi at the moment."

Before he finished speaking, he was covering his stomach, frowning, showing a painful expression.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him, and then called the waiter: "Miss waiter, can I order a glass of warm water? My friend is not feeling well."

There was no white water service on the menu in the store, but under Dazai Osamu's gentle signature smile, the waitress still blushed and nodded in agreement immediately before running to the backstage.

"When I was picking things up for you just now, I saw stomach medicine ingredients such as antacid, bismuth potassium citrate, etc. on the label of the medicine bottle," Osamu Dazai asked casually, "Did you have a stomach problem?"

"When you get nervous..." The water was brought up quickly, and Irie Masaichi who took the glass showed a pale smile, "Thank you."

Tsurumi Hana looked at him silently, until Irie Zhengyi took stomach medicine and his frown gradually relaxed, and then suddenly asked: "What happened to Miru Fiore?"

——Has brother already started to act?

Irie shook the hand holding the cup, the water lines inside trembled, refracting the bright sunlight outside the window, and he suddenly showed an expression of extreme pain and guilt.

"Forget it, I won't ask." Seeing his expression, Tsurumi Hana quickly stopped talking, "Although I don't know exactly what happened over there, Xiaozheng, don't worry too much about it."

"Irie-kun," Osamu Dazai's gaze fell on the casing of the desktop laptop placed by Irie Masaichi, and he said thoughtfully, "Do you have the habit of shooting at the computer?"

"Huh?" Irie was bewildered.

"I don't think so?" Osamu Dazai turned his head and looked out of the French windows. There was a sea of ​​people, and pedestrians were in a hurry. Check the briefcase, you might find something new."

Tsurumi Hana and Irie Masaichi were both taken aback. When Hana subconsciously cast her eyes on the side of the laptop that Irie Masaichi put on the desktop, she found abnormal traces. Briefcase, burnt bullet holes were found on the side of the briefcase: "When..."

What followed was the shattering sound of glass windows, which suddenly rang in my ears. The shards of glass were pierced by swift bullets accompanied by shimmering light. Her spirit was tense to the extreme, and her pupils suddenly constricted. Voice reminder: "Xiaozheng!"

Blood splashed in front of his eyes, and the orange-haired man fell on the sofa, screaming "ahh-" in his throat. At the same time, the field of illusion exploded, and other people in the store looked at him in amazement. After arriving, when I ran around screaming, from the outside, the store seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and naturally I couldn't be aimed at by the scope.

Because the cat was checking the package with his body, Irie Masaichi, who was inconvenient to be aimed at, failed to be hit critically, but the amount of bleeding on the body should not be underestimated. After checking the wound, Osamu Dazai calmly ordered: "I didn't hit the vital point. Worry, Huayi, leave this to me, you go to the backstage and ask for the medicine box."

"Yeah." The field of illusion can cover the entire store, and with the setting of a barrier, one round trip, when Tsurumi Hana brought the medicine box back, nothing else happened in the store, but it was originally in the store. All the customers escaped, leaving only the table full of mess.

With the help of Osamu Dazai, Dazai, who had done emergency treatment for Masaichi Irie, stood up, the phone in his pocket vibrated, he picked up the phone, and frowned slightly after hearing the news from the other party eyebrow.

"What's wrong? Mr. Dazai." Tsurumi Hana asked.

"Well, Chuya went to Wanxiangtang," Dazai Osamu said after hanging up the phone, "It seems that Mr. Mori has already taken action."

Chuya Nakahara, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, has the ability to "dirty in sorrow" and can manipulate the direction and intensity of gravity of things he touches. When he was in Italy, "Tsurumi Hana" once had a relationship with him There was a short period of cooperation, and Tsurumi Hana conservatively estimated that he should be able to surpass half of the real Liu Diaohua in terms of force value alone.

"Then I too..." As soon as Tsurumi Hana opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Dazai Osamu with a smile, "No, Hana stays here, your friend's injury needs to be treated at the hospital immediately, and..."

"Mr. Mori probably won't do anything yet," Dazai analyzed briskly, "After all, the combination is still there, and directly eliminating the strength of the detective agency will not benefit Mr. Mori at all. He sent Chuya just to convey information. , I am just a little concerned about what information will be sent, it must not be any pleasant news~"

Speaking of the latter, his eyes suddenly sank, he didn't know what he thought of, he smiled slightly, his expression was loose, and he seemed a little absent-minded.