In Yokohama, I used a vest to make up the Saviors

Port Mafia headquarters building.

It looks like a neat skyscraper, but it is actually a strong fortress that cannot be broken by howitzers.

"Otonashi, the leader wants to see you." After throwing Osamu Dazai to the dungeon, and after registering, Nakahara Nakaya came out, with a serious look in his eyes: "You better not betray the port mafia."

Mori Ogai wants to see him?

The time is earlier than predicted.

"The leader wants to see me?" Yin Wuxianyue pretended to be puzzled, with a dazed look: "Betrayal?"

Zhong Yuanzhong did not answer, but looked at him complicatedly: "Go."

Yin Wuxian could only nod his head, with a panicked and bewildered expression on his face.

The building of the Port Mafia is located in a high-end area in the center of Yokohama. The surrounding area is extremely prosperous. The elevator is made of glass. As it rises, you can enjoy the skyscrapers outside.

In the first ten seconds, you can still see flat buildings, and when you go up, you can't see any buildings with the same height, completely trampling Yokohama under your feet.

"I have to say that the mafia can be so arrogant, and the organization in black can't do it." Yinwu Xianle sighed, and the scenery outside the window kept flashing across his eyes: "With the specifications of these five offices, it must be a landmark. .”

The purpose of the Black Organization is to keep a low profile. It is necessary to suppress one's membership and destroy one's body and traces to flee for assassination. Anonymity and disguise are essential.

[It's a landmark building, but I think most of them would not dare to visit]

After getting out of the elevator, there is a soft, plush carpet that makes no sound when walking on it, and there are many guards with guns standing around.

The lights in the corridor are all specially designed, one after another, making it impossible to judge the light source, and the entire corridor is shrouded in a soft milky white halo.

In terms of security alone, the port mafia has really achieved the ultimate.

At the end of the corridor, there is a double door. After checking his identity, Yin Wuxian was allowed to enter.

As the door opened, voices from inside also came out.

"Alice-chan has eaten a lot of cakes today, why don't you play dress-up games with me for a while, you see, this dress is as beautiful as a butterfly's wings, Alice-chan will definitely look good in it."

"I still want to eat the cake, but I don't want to play dress-up games with the idiot Rintaro."

It was the arrogant voice of a middle-aged man and a young girl.

Seeing Yinwu String Music coming in, the man in the black-red windbreaker who was half kneeling on the ground put down the blue-pink skirt in his hand, looked to this side, and complained: "Knock on the door anyway, Otonashi-kun."

"Sorry." Yin Wuxian lowered his head: "This is the first time for this subordinate to come."

It was obvious that the guard opened the door directly, and he came in.

"Stupid Rintaro, you asked the guards to open the door directly to Otonashi-kun." The young girl with long blond hair crossed her hips disdainfully, walked to the next room, and left a sentence at the moment the door was closed: " Sure enough, he is an old man with a really bad memory."

Mori Ogai tapped his head and stood up: "That's right, I forgot, I'm sorry, Otonashi-kun."

Yin Wuxian Yue did not dare to overstep: "The one who should say sorry is the subordinate."

"It's too unfamiliar." Mori Ogai sighed, walked to the edge of the desk and pressed a button while talking, the floor-to-ceiling windows by the wall turned into gray walls, and the room became dark: "Otonashi You don’t have to be so restrained, the port mafia is a very friendly organization, and I’m not an unreasonable leader, just relax and communicate a little bit.”

"Sorry, this is my habit of dealing with people." Yinwu Xianle remained expressionless.

"That's true, I heard from Higuchi that Otonashi-kun is such a polite person." Mori Ogai stood on the table with his arms crossed as if chatting, "I called you here this time to ask about the transfer. ...Higuchi said that he would transfer you to the guerrillas directly under his command, so I want to ask your opinion."

Yin Wuxian asked: "Is my opinion important?"

"It's very important." Mori Ogai nodded, jokingly: "Both Higuchi and Akutagawa are full of praise for you, and you are also responsible for arresting the defected cadre Osamu Dazai this time. An outstanding person like Otonashi-kun must be respected of course. I wish, after all...a twisted melon is not sweet?"

"That's the credit of the Central Plains cadres. I was just unlucky enough to be caught, so I followed the trend." Yin Wuxian Yue said something, paused for two seconds, and then said the following: "Then, I want to go back to the Security Department."

Mori Ogai frowned, and then looked a little disappointed: "It's really a shock, can I ask the reason?"

Yin Wuxian blinked, without a trace of jokes: "Because the work other than the security department is too troublesome."

Mori Ogai put down his crossed hands, picked up a pen on the table, turned it over with one hand, leaving a knocking sound on the table: "Because it's troublesome, have you been working incognito for so long... ..."

Yinwu Xianle replied: "I don't have any ambitions, as long as the wages can support myself is enough."

Mori Ogai dropped the pen on the table with a 'slap'. He looked at Otonashi String Music, his purple eyes were full of shrewdness and calculation, and there was a faint threat: "But I can't bear Otonashi-kun... ...what to do?"

After finishing speaking, he stared straight at Yinwu String Music with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Yin Wuxian's face was as usual, the wind was calm, as if the threat of Mori Ogai did not exist: "I'm just an ordinary person, I can't afford your love."

"Ordinary people." Mori Ogai chewed these words in his mouth, and sneered: "If Otonashi-kun's level is ordinary people, then the rest of my subordinates will be trash."

He raised his hand, interrupted Otonashi's defense, and picked up a piece of paper from the table: "Well, you don't have to worry about Akutagawa's affairs, I will promote Otonashi An intelligence agent directly under the leader, responsible for collecting information about the mysterious organization, which is the organization related to the thing you picked up."

"How is it?" Mori Ogai tilted his head, as if he was sincerely asking Otonashi String Music for his opinion: "This job is a long-term intelligence job, as long as a report is submitted every month, it perfectly fits the tone. Wujun's longing for a job that is not troublesome, and will not waste talents."

Yin Wuxian thought for two seconds, nodded, stepped forward a few steps, picked up the silver-white paper, and wrote the "Silver Hand Letter": "Obey."

[Is this all within your plan?] The system couldn't help asking: [From meeting a tiger? 】

"The chances of being assigned this job are very high. Anyway, if you meet a tiger or not, Mori Ogai will see me sooner or later. Why don't you catch Osamu Dazai and give him a certificate of honor." Looking out through the glass elevator, his light gray eyes reflected the outside world: "It's reasonable for a talented subordinate who doesn't want to show off to be assigned such a job."

This job is troublesome and dangerous for others, but it is too easy for him.

After Yin Wuxian went out, Alice came out from the inner room, and the blond-haired and blue-eyed young girl looked cold.

"I have been in the security department for five years. On the first day I transferred, I will use the computer of the intelligence department to sort out the information. The words are familiar and concise. I cooperate with Higuchi Ichiyo to act, so that Osamu Dazai becomes interested in him and retreats, and easily stops the angry Higuchi. Ichiba, let him change his plan, pick up abnormal items randomly, attract Tiger's attention, and be brought into the detective agency as a member of a hostile organization. Not only did he not receive torture, but he was healed of his wounds, facing the danger of you, the leader And can calmly disobey...ordinary people."

"At least with the help of the detective agency, it was found that he has nothing to do with the mysterious organization." Mori Ogai raised his lips, and there was a trace of greed unique to ambitious people in his purple pupils: "If it is really a diamond that is willing to fall, it is also Stop loss in time."

Hey, why do talented people like to hide themselves?

Obviously it is his diamond.

Port Mafia Dungeon.

The blood of the last unlucky guy who was interrogated has not yet dried up, and large swathes of it have soaked into the wall pillars. The iron chains that have just been replaced are shining with a cold silver light, and the cool musty smell and bloody smell are filling this small room. space.

The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker was escorted by two black suits and handcuffed to the wall. Although he was a prisoner, he looked relaxed enough to go sightseeing, and he still had time to comment on the worrying hygiene of the dungeon.

It wasn't until the sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the dungeon, and the short Nagisa officer looked proud and happy, admiring his embarrassment, and mockingly said, "This is a beautiful scenery that is more precious than tens of billions of famous paintings", that Dazai Osamu's face collapsed.

"Unlucky, really unlucky." Dazai Osamu muttered, his eyes lacked a little luster: "Humans and slimy slugs stay in the same room, and they will suffocate due to the high concentration of mucus."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "What are you arrogant about, mackerel."

The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

Osamu Dazai looked down, and Chuya Nakahara looked up.

In this way, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt offended: "You bastard, is the boss still committing suicide when he is not young?"

Osamu Dazai wanted to answer of course, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back: "I have changed, now I love life Dazai Osamu."

Nakahara couldn't help retching, he looked at Osamu Dazai with crazy eyes: "What kind of crazy are you doing?"

"Compared to my changes, it's better to feel that Chuya has not changed at all in so many years, such a shameful hat and height."

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuya frowned, easily provoked by Osamu Dazai, stepped forward a few steps, and grabbed his collar: "You mackerel, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"The last carnival before death." Osamu Dazai said frivolously, "After all, he was captured as a traitor, and he must be ordered to execute soon."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him for a few seconds, then snorted coldly: "I don't believe it."

After that, he loosened Osamu Dazai's collar, took out a towel from his pocket, and wiped his hands slowly: "You man, you have more twists and turns in your mind than loofah vines, tell me, what do you want to do?" .”

Although I don't want to admit it.

But based on his five-year partner, Nakahara Nakaya's understanding of Osamu Dazai, it is absolutely impossible for Osamu Dazai to miscalculate and be caught by him waiting to die.

Osamu Dazai takes one step, and will properly arrange the men who will take the next 99 steps.

He has a mind and instincts like a monster.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide: "I was caught by Chuya himself."

"Then explain to me how it is that you captured the Port Mafia members openly and brought them back to the stronghold, and sent the rest of the detective agency to be alone with them."

Osamu Dazai would never have guessed that the coma of Otonashi String Music was a trap?

"I did expect that someone would come to rescue him, but I didn't expect it to be Chuya." Osamu Dazai said helplessly, "Why don't you believe that I really crashed this time? After all, I am also human."

Zhong Yuanzhong also had ghost letters written all over his eyes: "However, if you don't want to reveal the plan, no one will guess it."

He took a step back, with a smile on his face, raised his leg, and kicked the iron chain that locked Osamu Dazai's hands: "Then, that's good."

"For a person like you, standard torture is useless and too boring." Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out his hand and ticked off: "Come and fight until you are beaten enough to be willing to honestly explain the reason."

Osamu Dazai resolutely refused: "No, I just took a shower yesterday."

Zhong Yuanzhong also exploded: "Do you think this is something you can choose?"

What do you mean he just took a shower yesterday!

Nakahara also pondered over Dazai Osamu's implication several times, hating his teeth itching.

"I can tell you without fighting." Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers with a smile on his face, and the handcuffs fell to the ground: "Three reasons. First, I am curious about which local tyrant spent 70 billion to buy a tiger. Second, It’s the identity of Qi Yin Wu Xian Yue, he is very strange.”

"Yinwuxianyue?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows: "Is there any problem with him... No, what's the matter with you, why don't you just talk about it?"

He used to believe the name that Osamu Dazai said, he was a traitor undercover...

"Because I'm afraid of pain, I can't die for the time being." After Dazai replied, he became interested in the matter of Otonashi: "I thought he had a special position in the organization. Didn't I expect that he would not be trusted?"

It actually made Zhongyuan Chuya's first reaction, and subconsciously believed in the suspicion of him as a traitor.

Zhong Yuanzhong also realized his gaffe, and squinted his eyes impatiently: "Otowu-kun is a member of the port mafia, so I don't need to worry about him."

Recalling Nakahara Chuya's shy "It's not an excuse" just now, Osamu Dazai pursed his lips in satisfaction, reminiscing about the long-lost time of persecuting Nakahara Chuya, and his whole body exuded a cheerful atmosphere.

It is known that when he went to the reference room and met the guarding Mafia members, Osamu Dazai gave a very familiar 'hi'.

The members of the unfamiliar mafia saw his extraordinary demeanor. Being in the port mafia was like going shopping in his hometown. Although he was confused about who this person was, he bowed politely and saw him bouncing into the reference room.

The companion was confused: "He has entered the reference room, don't you need to stop him?"

The mafia members were also a little confused, but they still waved their hands: "No, to be so calm and relaxed in the headquarters building must be someone who can't be offended."