After being expelled by Xiongying [Comprehensive]

The green-eyed girl rushed out of the black vortex like a ghost, like a slaughtered fairy walking on a moonless night, she quickly approached Osamu Dazai without blinking an eye!

With a sound, the boy in the black suit pulled out his hand and gun to prepare for the battle almost at the same time as she approached, but the moment he recognized the girl's appearance, he withdrew his hand bluntly and stiffly; Steadily hit the abdomen of the young cadre!

Osamu Dazai, who was walking alone on the streets of Yokohama, took the knee blow without hesitation. While coughing in pain, he was dragged into the dark alley next to him with one hand by the cruel little girl who descended from the sky.

"Oda...Saki?" Osamu Dazai laughed slowly after being thrown beside the trash can, "Why are you in Yokohama? Am I dreaming now?"

Oda Saki stabbed the broken knife firmly into the young cadre's side waist, and said coldly, "Where is Oda Saku now?"

"It's a special bullet." Osamu Dazai's smile remained unchanged, and he slowly touched the warm blood oozing from his suit, "One shot kills him." At that point, even gods cannot save him, let alone human beings.

"What I'm asking you is," the green-eyed little beast gritted its teeth, and suddenly turned the broken knife embedded in the boy's body, "Oda Tsukuru, where are you now?"

Dazai Osamu coughed twice, and said in a hoarse voice with half of Sakata's bloody sweetness in his mouth: "It's useless, Oda Saki. Oda Saku doesn't want you to save him, so you just bring this wish from your brother, why not?" Live well—well!"

"Does adulthood mean to become a fool?" Oda Saki said angrily, "I don't care if he wants to be rescued or not! What a condescending arrangement! Tell me where he is right now! Otherwise, today's dinner will be Dazai Osamu fried dumplings! "

"Wow," the young cadre smiled awkwardly, and joked as if he was usually chatting, "It's terrible, Oda-san."

The twisted wound on the abdomen hurt to the point of fainting, Dazai Osamu held the little girl's blade tightly.

"Go and see the remaining little rabbits in your family," the bandaged boy held a broken knife, smiled, and pulled out the blade inch by inch like a hellish ghost, "Do anything else—don't Get entangled again."

The green-eyed little beast let out a low tsk, let go of the opponent's strength, and pulled out the bloody blade.

"Should I be said to be the youngest cadre of the Mafia?" Oda Saki fiercely pressed his hand on the wound on Dazai's waist and abdomen, the light green personality flowed out from the palm, constantly interfering with the time of the wound, "But... does not matter."

Oda Saki's personality is different from the usual healing abilities.The latter is to mobilize the body's own energy to accelerate the recovery of injuries, which is similar to a special catalyst in principle; by analogy with the same sex, the 'treatment' of the river of reverse flow is more similar to the magic of changing fate against the sky.

The position of the girl with emerald eyes was chosen precisely, without hurting any internal organs.Osamu Dazai felt the change of the wound from hot to cold. Although the massive blood loss did not kill him immediately, it still hurt the root.

The boy in the black suit who was sitting on the pool of blood raised his head in a daze, and softly said 'Huh? ' with a sound.Almost at the moment when he raised his eyes, Oda Saki raised his index finger and middle finger, and lightly touched Dazai Osamu's right eye which was not wrapped in bandages.

The girl's slightly cool fingertips slid across Dazai Osamu's kite-colored pupils like a dragonfly in water—yes, not on the eyelashes or eyelids, but actually on the naked eyeballs.

"Don't worry." Oda Saki withdrew his hand, took out a piece of alcohol cotton from the pocket of his sportswear, bit and tore it open, "The fingers have been sterilized in advance. It may be a little sore, let's use it as the price for you to hide it."

'A little sore'...that's an understatement.

Osamu Dazai blinked, the sour feeling of being touched by foreign objects was lingering in his eyeballs, almost instantly, enough tears were accumulated to fall down.

The green-eyed little beast wiped its fingertips with alcohol cotton, then threw away the packaging bag.The mafia boy who had lost too much blood was crying like an idiot with a blank face at this time, but he still stubbornly stretched out his hand and held Oda Saki tightly: "Ah Saki, don't go, don't go."

"I'm walking on the road to save my only relative," Oda Saki knelt in front of him, whispering, "Even if I rack my brains, I can't think of anything wrong - unless Odasaku doesn't care about me at all. "

Osamu Dazai couldn't control his physical tears at all, and even blurred with the little girl in front of him: "Odasaku hopes you don't go, this is his wish." It was also the last wish of that good man.

"Mr. Dazai, you may not know."

Oda Saki tapped her right eye with a sterilized fingertip, closed one eye with tears in her eyes, and continued seriously, "Xingsuke, Katsuki, and Yu-kun are missing. Uncle and Sakule were seriously injured in the explosion. The poor Shinji is still in the hospital.

"Why can't I take revenge? Someone is plotting to take everything from me.

"What's more, if the only remaining parent in the family, that is, I, can't show enough deterrent attitude, what will happen to the missing children? No one knows.

"Then what's next? The children of Class A? Teiko's children?

"I have many friends who are strong, and friends who are not strong enough. If I don't act now, if I'm a coward, a piece of shit lingering in a turtle shell—

"Mr. Dazai, no one knows what else will be taken from me."

【'If I don't stand up, what will Azaki do? 'The man stood outside the messy family restaurant, looking calm and sad,'She was a child.At times like this, it's time for a reliable adult to go through fire and water and deal with everything. ']

"It's...it's over." The tears were still flowing, and Osamu Dazai couldn't tell whether it was caused by sourness or other reasons he didn't want to admit, "Don't go, everything is over, go and have a good, live."

"It's not over, Mr. Dazai." Oda Saki gently stroked the young cadre's forehead hair, "I'll let him end." The green-eyed little monster frowned and groaned, covering his right eye in pain .

After a few long seconds in the messy dark alley of Yokohama, Oda Saki slowly opened her emerald eyes.

"...Thank you." The green-eyed girl smiled, but tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably, soaking in the gems of sadness, "Mr. Dazai is a very kind person, thank you."

Why do you say that?Osamu Dazai stared blankly at the tearful little girl.

A heroic reserve with a bright future, and the youngest cadre of the Port Mafia, cried into two embarrassing abandoned dogs in this unknown alley.

——Because Oda Saki saw it.

For his master who is determined to avenge, River Against the Flow randomly extracts the maximum five seconds that can be extracted from Dazai Osamu's eyes; those chaotic scenes are reproduced in her eyes through Oda Saki's fingertips, like scattered puzzle pieces , also like a broken scroll.

Oda Saki slowly clenched the handle of the knife, tears falling from her chin, almost wet the little girl's knees.

The green-eyed little monster murmured while shedding tears: "Ango Sakaguchi...mimic...Mori Ogai...PortMafia...Special Intelligence Department..."

It turned out to be a memory extraction! ?This is simply foul!Osamu Dazai struggled to get up, grabbed the hem of the sportswear in his hand, and tried to grab Oda Saki: "Don't look! Oda Saki! Don't look!"

"Mori Ogai." The green-eyed girl lowered her eyes calmly, "Ango Sakaguchi."

"This matter is not that simple." Osamu Dazai tried his best to keep his tone calm and believable, "It's not just a game between the Supernatural Secret Service and the Port Mafia, the joints are far beyond your imagination—"

Oda Saki pulled Dazai Osamu's paws off his clothes, and said in a relaxed and calm tone, "It's okay. Just kill them all. Anyway, it's not the first time I've done this kind of thing. Mr. Mori should know too, right?"

The expression of the young cadre froze slightly.

"I really know." Oda Saki felt a little funny.He was obviously still crying just now, but now he is going to be amused by his miserable and ups and downs in his childhood, "If Mr. Dazai was in a normal state, he would definitely not make such a mistake, would he?"

After all, he is the Dazai cadre who claims to be impeccable in his schemes.

"Oda Saki." Osamu Dazai paused every word with a face that was extremely pale from blood loss, "You can't go."

The juvenile battlefield slaughter machine still has a chance to start again, but that's all.

The green-eyed little beast tilted its head and smiled, patted the dust off its body and got up: "Goodbye, Mr. Dazai."

Yokohama.municipal hospital.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, when he saw the worst result, Aizawa Shouta couldn't help but gasp—the lifeless Oda Sakunosuke was lying on the hospital bed in front of him.

There are two kinds of death in the world, one is peaceful and the other is sudden.

A peaceful death is often full of signs, and everyone can accept it calmly. Even if you cry bitterly, you will be healed by the perfect time; a sudden death is full of accidents. Even if the body is already lying in front of you, it is still unbelievable. the sense of gap.

The man was wearing the usual striped shirt + beige windbreaker, probably annoyed by his sister, so he reluctantly put on a gray sweater outside the shirt—the blood on his chest also came from the gray sweater.

Odasaku lay quietly on the white hospital bed, with blue stubble on his chin, and his expression was as peaceful as if he was asleep.

"...No, let her know." The male teacher Xiongying slowly clenched his palms, almost soaked by the cold from his bones, his voice trembling slightly, "Until the real culprit is found out, we must hide it from Oda Saki .”

"The eyeliner of Gang Hei did not find her," Akutagawa Ryunosuke said in a low voice with his back turned to the hospital bed, suppressing his emotions, "Mr. Nakahara is currently abroad, and Mr. Sakaguchi, Mr. Mori, and I have not received any contact." .”

——Because of the intentional or unintentional protection of the quasi-cadres, the information about Oda Saki is almost monopolized at the cadre level, and there are only legendary existences such as "the disciple of Chuya Nakahara" and "the only woman in the beast group".

Akutagawa Ryunosuke had an indescribable hatred in his mouth: "...in Hong Kong and Hei, she only knows us."

Because of the inexplicable bet between the two partners, even Osamu Dazai rarely had direct contact with Saki Oda.

"The leader of the mimic is André Gide?" Aizawa Yu pressed Odasaku's side neck too unwillingly, his fingertips trembled and felt the completely cold skin, almost out of breath, " Right now he--"

"They're all dead." The weak boy's voice was forced into a straight line, "From the leader to the lower-level minions, not a single person survived."

Odasaku's final opponent was undoubtedly the man with long white hair, and the two hit each other's heart at the same time.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke paused, and continued: "It's a special bullet with poison."

There was no time to rescue.

Aizawa Shouta let out a breath slowly, holding the smartphone in his pocket.The male teacher Xiongying lowered his gaze and remained silent for a while, and finally turned his head in embarrassment: "I will activate the information network of the Aizawa family's 'old house'. Now I will go and see...the two children."

The weak and pale boy didn't say a word, just stood at the end of Odasaku's hospital bed without a word, unwilling to turn his head or leave.Aizawa Xiaota didn't say much, but walked out of the ward alone, and closed the door neatly behind his back.

"—If you're looking for Oda Saki, I should be able to help you."

The elegant young man wearing glasses held the outer tower in his hand, and probably ran up from downstairs non-stop, breathing restrainedly even standing still; the eyes of Ango Sakaguchi behind the glasses could not see On and off, "At the same time that Odasaku was sent to the hospital, Dazai Osamu disappeared."

"If it has something to do with you," Aizawa Xiaotao looked at the gentle young man, who was born in the Supernatural Secret Service Division and has been an undercover agent in the Hong Kong Black Core Intelligence Division for several years, "I...you better be careful .”

"You don't have to hold back on me because of my status as a professional hero." Ango Sakaguchi naturally heard the unfinished sentence 'I will never let you go', the young man pushed his glasses, frowned and whispered, " The most important thing now is to find Oda Saki."

——If something happened to that little girl, let alone others, Sakaguchi Ango would never let himself go.

The author has something to say: Tuo Si (pat): You also failed in MLM?

Da Zai (coughing up blood): ...

Tosi (raises hand): You were beaten too?

Dazai (covering his kidneys): ...