[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

On the other side, Odasaku was running in the alley.

A man swung a dagger at Odasaku, but the latter dodged it easily. A man with a gun appeared in front of him, and Odasaku dodged a shot, took out his service gun from his back and fired two shots as a warning, but did not kill.

The movements are continuous and smooth.

"do not move!"

At this moment, a bullet flew from behind Odasaku and grazed his scalp.

Odasaku gritted his teeth and said, "Instead of running away, you set an ambush?"

He looked at the safe in his hand.

"Is the target this safe?"

The two men gradually surrounded Odasaku.

"Odasaku, squat down!"

A loud roar came from behind.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

When Odasaku heard this, he immediately covered his head and squatted down.

There was an explosion, and the screen went blank, mixed with the sound of assault rifles.

Bullets flew everywhere, and blood splashed on the two men's bodies in an instant.

A lazy voice sounded from behind, "You are such a troublesome man, Odasaku."

Dazai walked to the side, looked at the two motionless bodies on the ground, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"As long as you are willing, you can kill these guys in an instant."

Odasaku raised his head and Dazai Osamu extended his hand to Odasaku.

(My ability is so perfect that I can foresee the future five or six seconds in advance.)

Odasaku held the hand that Dazai Osamu extended to him and used the force to stand up.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the figure on the ground and clenched his fists.

"Killed him?"

Dazai Osamu tilted his head and smiled, "Even if we capture them alive, we won't be able to get any information out of them. After all, they really like the taste of poison in their teeth."

"I know, that's not what you meant. But, your opponent is an expert in combat, so you can't kill him even if you don't want to."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Well, if you hadn't come I would have died."

Dazai Osamu smiled but didn't say anything, but there was no sign of approval in his eyes.

Oda Sakunosuke, with your special powers, who can kill you?

Looking at his friends around him, Dazai Osamu shook his head helplessly.

"Oda Sakunosuke is a member of the port mafia who believes in never killing anyone no matter what. Because of his troublesome beliefs, he is treated as a runner in the organization, even though he is so capable..."

"I've heard this kind of complaint tens of thousands of times." Oda Sakunosuke suddenly interrupted, his tone light.

"Let's talk about this attack. Who is it?"

Dazai Osamu raised his chin and gestured to look at his waist.

I saw an old-fashioned pistol rubbed on the waist of each of the corpses.

"An old-fashioned pistol? It looks familiar." Odasaku took out the pistol and handed it to Dazai Osamu.

"It seems to be called Gray Ghost." Dazai Osamu hummed, "It's an old European pistol. Its burst rate and accuracy are average."

"In this narrow alley, it can only be used to threaten them. I'm afraid this pistol is a symbol to them."

"To declare who I am."

Oda Sakunosuke heard the key point and subconsciously asked, "Who is it?"

Dazai didn't hide it and answered the clue he just found, "Mimic."

Oda Sakunosuke obviously had never heard of this name.

"Mimic?"

Dazai Osamu nodded, "Well, the details are still under investigation."

"But if we follow the clue of them sniping Ango's room, we might find something."

Oda Sakunosuke raised the box in his hand at the right time, "It's to take back this safe."

He picked up the silver-white safe in his hand, and Dazai Osamu also looked over.

"safe?"

Oda Sakunosuke replied, "It's in Ango's room, but it can't be opened without the key."

Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "What? That's all."

Dazai Osamu felt his pocket and found a hairpin that had been sent from some girl's head, and then he straightened it.

Dazai Osamu stretched out his hand and waited for the safe with an expectant look on his face.

"Let me see."

"Give me."

He took the safe and put his ear near the keyhole, listening carefully.

With a "click", the safe was successfully pried open.

Dazai Osamu showed a smile that showed as expected.

"opened."

Odasaku couldn't help but sigh, "What a skillful hand."

As the safe was opened, the contents inside were revealed to everyone.

Odasaku's pupils suddenly dilated, and cold sweat broke out on his palms unconsciously. "Hey."

The thing lying in the safe is the Gray Ghost symbolized by the Mimic.

Oda Sakunosuke spoke in disbelief.

"Wait, why...you just said this gun is a symbol."

"In order to show who they are, Ango has this..."

Odasaku's face was full of uneasiness, and Dazai Osamu interrupted him with a rare serious look on his face.

"This alone is nothing. It's possible that Ango stole the gun from them. It's also possible that they fabricated evidence to frame someone."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "Just as you said."

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face suddenly faded.

"But, Odasaku. Let me tell you something."

"When we were drinking in the store yesterday, Ango said he was back from a deal, right? That must be a lie. What? You've seen Ango's bag. From top to bottom, there are cigarettes, a folding umbrella, a camera, and an antique clock as a trophy. The folding umbrella was wrapped with a rag after use, and then he said it rained in Tokyo where he was on a business trip. Right?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded. "It's raining, and the umbrella is wet. Is there any problem?"

Dazai Osamu suddenly raised his head, and his words made Odasuke break out in a cold sweat.

"Ango drove to the trading location, so when did he use the umbrella? Not before the trading, because the umbrella was placed on the clock. But not after the trading, because the umbrella was soaked through, not just in two or three minutes, but at least 30 minutes in the rain. Even though he stood in the rain for so long, Ango's shoes and pants were dry. The trading ended at 8 o'clock, and we met at 10 o'clock. There were only two hours after the trading ended, so it didn't have time to dry.

Oda Sakunosuke tried to find an excuse, "Maybe he brought a change of clothes."

Dazai Osamu directly rejected his idea, "After leaving the store, I took his car home and didn't see any clothes sliding down in the car. According to my assumption, Ango didn't go to trade, but met someone in the rain. He talked for about 30 minutes and killed the rest of the time before returning. Intelligence agents like Ango usually hold secret meetings on the roadside in the rain. It is more suitable for secret talks than indoors."

"Ango is a member of the mafia, there are always things he can't tell us...

"Then he can just tell me." Dazai opened his thin lips slightly, "Say 'I can't tell you'. If that's the case, neither you nor I will ask any more questions."

Having said that, Odasaku had no way to defend himself any further.

Dazai Osamu's eyes were indifferent. "So he deliberately concealed his whereabouts and even concealed what the secret meeting we were going to attend was about?"

Intermittent sounds were heard from behind, and one of the people who fell to the ground propped himself up and was now pointing a gun at Dazai Osamu.

Even though his life was at the gunpoint of someone else, Dazai Osamu was still smiling leisurely. He even started a conversation of some nature, and then put his head against the gunpoint.

The vicious smile on his lips and those empty and weird eyes made the man in black holding the gun tremble. When Dazai Osamu was about to start his happy play and rush towards death, a figure quickly appeared.

The man in black was already at the end of his strength, with bullet holes all over his body. At this moment, a hand pierced through his chest. He could only cry out in pain, and when he lowered his head helplessly, he saw with his own eyes that his still beating heart was held in the palm of someone else's hand.

Because Dazai Osamu was too close, blood inevitably splashed on him. The expression on his face disappeared instantly, and he looked at the person standing there with vigilance.

"Hey, did you send me away on purpose?" Xie Shuyi tilted his head and looked at Dazai Osamu steadily.