This is not common at all! [Comprehensive]

Rin really thought it was wise of him to come to Yokohama this time.

Not only did she win a cooperation case with the Suzuki Consortium with a market value of about 20 billion, but she also won a wave of favorability with her innocent and cute elementary school brother Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko-you must know that in the gray and black area, favors are priceless.

Although the Nine-headed Dragon family is not the most prosperous in the whole day, it is definitely a down-to-earth snake.

Ah, although Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko's younger sister's personality is really annoying, but it's not a problem for someone like Rin who thinks he's pure and easy to get along with.

Bear kid is disobedient, just scare him.

For Hong Kong and black, she seems to be more inclined to the European style according to the information... ah.

It was only at this time that she remembered that she had met the previous leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

...at her father's funeral.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sent her all the way to the entrance here, watching the elevator she entered before leaving.

She walked into the room and threw off the high-heeled shoes on her feet casually. There were faint red marks on the heels, but she didn't seem to feel the pain. She just lifted the dusty skirt and opened the glass window that reached the floor. Walking to the balcony, the tiles felt cold to the touch.

The girl's silver-white hair was blown by the wind along with the veil like a dark galaxy on her shoulders.

Now it was late.

She rested her chin on her hand and thought, and saw Mr. Zhongyuan leaving quickly in the dark.

...Will you really not be overworked?So is Osamu Dazai really wanting to change jobs because Hong Kong and black are too hard? ? ?

She closed her eyes and could recall every detail of the funeral.

Rin's abilities are already affected by emotions, and the most important thing in her life is the death of her father.

If it is said that the incubation period of HIV is as long as ten years and it is difficult to be discovered by others, and she also does not hesitate to wait for that period of time, no one will notice that it is the seed she planted, and there will be absolutely no trace.

After all, some people are not even willing to maintain the most basic etiquette at the funeral, and even start gathering people to celebrate with laughter.

Rin thought, although her father knew that it was inevitable for her to go all the way to a dark future after inheriting the family business, but when he was alive, he would still try his best to protect her hand, as if it would always be white and flawless.

Funerals are just the beginning.

She remembered the information on Hong Kong and black that she had found during the day. The current leader, Mori Ogai, was the doctor of the former Nishizawa Yasuhiko.

... And Nishizawa Yasuhiko was one of the people she had done.

Rin unfastened the loose germanium bracelet on her wrist, loosened the star-shaped diamond necklace hanging around her neck, removed the earrings hanging from both ears, and finally connected the bead string hanging on her right ankle. Take it off and put it aside.

She looked as if something had changed, but she seemed to be the same as usual.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and raised her arms.

It seemed like a few minutes had passed, and if only a gust of wind had passed.

She opened her eyes again, thoughtfully.

"……I see."

The girl hooked the corners of her mouth and laughed lightly, with the softness of spring and the chill that had not completely disappeared in her eyes.

"Fish that slipped through the net."

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During this period of time, Yokohama is actually not any different from before.

But still something happened quietly.

For example... Osamu Dazai met Rin.

He knew very well that she was the kind of person who would leave indifferently when she saw anyone committing suicide. She seemed entangled and hesitant, but she had already made a decision in her heart. If he didn't reach out, she would leave after just a few glances.

... She will definitely say something like "I respect your choice."

as predicted.

But Osamu Dazai knew that if he hadn't communicated with Mr. Gru and convinced him to stay in Yokohama, no matter who tried to take him out of the country, he would insist on himself, otherwise Rin would not even come to Yokohama.

Osamu Dazai turned a page of the book, lowered his eyes, calmly as if about to float away with the bandage blown by the wind.

After the day he met her, he returned to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, and learned something through the slightest message. When he went to the interrogation room, he saw that the little slug got the slug caught from the outside that day from someone else's mouth inexplicably. Information that fugitives cannot interrogate.

— "Unable to interrogate", not "Failed to interrogate".

Osamu Dazai understood it, completely ignored Nakahara Naka and saw that he was a little crazy, walked into the interrogation room, and sat slumped on the chair that had almost been shaved and discolored, his neck was as soft as a sea cucumber. On the top of the back of the chair, his eyes were blank, as if he had left this world. If his chest was not still moving weakly, and his fingertips trembled from time to time because the nerves were still intact, there might be no way to prove that he was still alive.

He must have seen something he shouldn't have seen.

Osamu Dazai found the surveillance camera of that block not long after he left here. Although there was almost no light in the alley and it was so dark that he could hardly see anything, he could almost know the specific situation after reasoning back and forth.

This person saw Rin, and the corners of Dazai Osamu's mouth were a little stiff when he saw that Nakahara actually reminded that person to be safe.

As expected of a slug, so stupid.

Osamu Dazai saw the end, and when he noticed that the girl inadvertently slipped the ring on her little finger back, he read it twice.

No one takes jewelry off the road for no reason.

Motive, method, result.

It turned out to be the case.

The images on the monitor are regularly cleared, after which no one will know the truth of the matter, and the final result of that person is nothing but death, and those who cannot get any information are worthless to live.

Is this person any better than Mori Ogai?otherwise.

But that's not what he cares about.

Osamu Dazai came back late again today. He saw the red-haired young man who was writing something on his hand in the Lupin Bar. His eyes softened a little, as if he had removed some bit of coldness outside, and he spoke casually in his voice: " Odasaku? What are you writing?"

"Ah... Dazai."

This is Oda Sakunosuke who washed his hands in a golden basin a few years ago. He happened to meet Osamu Dazai here. He didn't even know that this was the youngest cadre of the Hong Kong black who took office not long ago. He just met by chance, and somehow there was a tacit understanding. Let's count as friends.

"Hmm... The editor-in-chief of Scoop's weekly magazine told me to go to the RWT studio to have a try... He said that they seem to make games based on killer characters, and they might adopt my opinion." Oda Sakunosuke said flatly, looking With some hesitation, "But I originally wanted to publish a novel..."

RWT studio.

The place where Rin's dream begins.

"Give it a try? If you accept it, why don't you ask the person in charge if you can handle the publishing matters for you? Everything works—hey, I'll be your editor when the time comes! How about Oda?" Osamu Dazai seemed It was a whim, with stars in his eyes.

"Ah? It doesn't matter, since you say that..." Oda Sakunosuke stroked his unshaven chin, and asked in confusion, "But can you be an editor?"

Dazai blinked.

"I can learn."

"Oh...then you cheer up?"

"Okay, to celebrate our future cooperation, the boss has a glass of whiskey with dish soap—"

The boss gave him a glass of whiskey with ice indifferently: "There is no such thing."

Hmm, Osamu Dazai took the cup, smiled and toasted Sakunosuke Oda, and thought flashed through his cold eyes.

——It's nothing after that, as long as you give enough benefits, Rin won't refuse.

Osamu Dazai, who had withdrawn from his memories, frowned in distaste when he heard someone shouting.

Rin will habitually say a mantra when agreeing to others.

"I'll give him an offer he can't refuse."

Now, he'll tell you exactly what he said.

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A person came to the RWT studio, a newcomer recommended by the deputy editor-in-chief of bigscoop next door, who wrote novels.

The studio rarely recruits people from the outside, and most of the script and plot work is done by the screenwriter himself, but this time is different.

It is still necessary to give others face, Mr. Gru, who was rarely at leisure during the final proofreading part of the game, met the visitor in person.

Then he was silent for a moment.

"What did you do before?"

Oda Sakunosuke was taken aback, then paused and said, "Well, I've been a killer for a while."

Mr. Gelu's expression revealed a few traces of unrequited love: "..."

He knew it—he used to be a very simple game maker, until a boss who was born in the underworld fell from the sky, and then made some characters based on some underlings of the underworld. Although he became more and more inspired, but at the same time he I also know that I may be gone forever on an invisible road of no return.

"I think you can be hired, but... I think you have to meet someone first." Mr. Gelu supported his forehead, turned around and called Rin.

"Hello? Mr. Grew?" The voice over there was a little noisy, as if something happened.

"Miss Lin, it's like this, there is an applicant here..."

"Ah? Are you short of people?"

"No..." Mr. Gelu had a headache, "Do you have time now?"

The other side seemed to think about it for a while, and then replied in a brisk voice: "Not yet, I encountered a murder case in a coffee shop on the adjacent street and was treated as a suspect. If you are in a hurry, you can ask that person to meet me at the scene." .”

Mr. Gelu twitched his brows: "...Do you think it's appropriate?" He even used honorifics.

He felt that with a little more effort on his nerves, he could swing on the swing, which was great.

He has lived in Yokohama all these years and has never encountered such a big incident, at most there are some disputes on the road.

Does this eldest lady have some kind of troublesome physique?

At this moment, the thinking of Mr. Gelu and the thinking of Goro Akechi, who was receiving the call from his big boss not far away, reached a consensus in surprise.

"I think it's okay?"

The room was very quiet. Mr. Gelu looked at Sakunosuke Oda who was opposite him, and seeing him nodding calmly, he seemed to think there was no major problem and it was completely acceptable.

Well, he alone is a fragile normal person.