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What about here? " Dazai asked.

Morita replied: "Large trucks will always pass by here at night. After all, this place is relatively close to the main traffic arteries. It is probably not easy to find out from this clue, and they may also use weapons. Transport them away in batches, use small vans instead of large trucks, these weapons can also be transferred with a few ordinary vehicles, not to mention that there is a high possibility that there are people with supernatural abilities among them, if there is some kind of incredible supernatural power, no one else will It will become easier to enter the warehouse when you are aware of the situation, kill people and steal weapons."

"If there are people with supernatural abilities, things will be interesting. The corpse on the left is definitely a masterpiece of a special ability." Zhongya said.Ability? To abuse the opponent like a toy at will. An enemy with such powerful power makes him look forward to a showdown with that expert.

Morita, Dazai, and Nakaya carefully checked other corners of the warehouse, but found no useful clues.So they left the warehouse and came outside the warehouse. A gust of sea breeze blew away the bloody smell they had been contaminated with due to prolonged contact with the corpse.

The daytime at Yokohama Port is still bustling as usual. Trade ships from various countries are either docked on the shore or have sailed into the sea, carrying their proud cargo and human beings, sailing to an unknown distance, and finally turned into a small group of people. A white object, disappearing into the distant sea level.

In the sea, at home, in the hospital, and in various other places, the drama of life and death is always happening every moment.The three who are now lying in the warehouse are just the most inconspicuous of the many dead troops. Their bodies will be disposed of secretly and will be forgotten soon. Except for the tears of their relatives and friends that are gradually drying up, the traces of their lives will be Disappearing from this world with astonishing speed.

Dazai and the others looked at the deep blue sea, no one said anything, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

"Cut, the opponents this time are really tough. Loaches are easier to catch than them. Do we have to wait until they launch the next attack on the mafia to catch them? We can say that we don't know much about them. Investigation, investigation, and more It's an endless investigation, when can I confront them head-on?" Zhong also broke the silence, and stepped on the lower edge of the railing in front of him a little irritably.

Dazai patted Chuya on the shoulder and said: "It won't be long, Chuya, they are already ready to move in the dark, this time the letters on the wall are their challenge to us. Let our Zhongyuan Zhong also let the enemy experience the horror that the three people experienced last night, don’t you agree, Mr. Morita?”

"Well, this time they blew the horn of war. Now that the Mafia has stepped up its vigilance, it will not be so easy to attack the arsenal again. Even if they come to the door by themselves, the organization will definitely not I will sit and wait to die. I would like to see the true face of this group of desperadoes." Although Morita is getting older, the murderous intent exuding from his body is still the same as before.

"The izakaya Mr. Morita mentioned is near here. Can you take us there? I want to ask the boss there about the situation last night, and... this morning, I was called to the office by the leader without eating a few bites , now my stomach is clamoring to express dissatisfaction!" Osamu Dazai said while touching his stomach.

"No problem, I'll take you there now. I used to drink there often, and the sake and appetizers there are pretty good." Morita took Dazai and Nakahara into his car.

Nakaya didn’t eat much in the morning, but after seeing the three corpses in the morning, he basically lost his appetite. In this matter, he admired Osamu Dazai. After seeing the ugly dead corpses, he still had an appetite .Nakaya looked at Dazai who was sitting in the co-pilot, and now Dazai didn't say a word in the co-pilot, his head was tilted to one side, his shoulders rose and fell gently with his breathing, he seemed to be asleep.

This heart is too big!Nakahara Chu also frowned in dissatisfaction, but he didn't wake him up, and only gently pushed Dazai's shoulder when he reached the izakaya door.

Dazai looked at Chuya's face jokingly and said, "Chuya is so gentle today, I can't bear to laugh at your height."

"Go away, you weirdo with bandages, the old man is here today, I don't want to quarrel with you, if you want to get beaten, I will accompany you at any time." Nakaya viciously grabbed Dazai by the collar and dragged Dazai out of the car.

"It hurts, it hurts, take it easy, the last injury is still not healed!"

"Are you talking about the knife wound left by the previous leader? Although it is very dangerous, it has been almost two months and the wound has not healed yet? It is too weak." Zhong also looked at Dazai grinning explain.

"That's not true. It's a souvenir from a failed suicide attempt a few days ago. Speaking of which, it was really too much before Zhong Zhong used me as a shield and caused me to be injured so badly. Scars will definitely be left in the future, and it will affect me. I'll find a girlfriend in the future!" Dazai straightened his crooked tie, quietly expressing his resentment.

"Who knew that guy Lan Tang would save another hand, and you are a sissy, leaving scars has little to do with your future girlfriends. If you really like you, who would care about your scars. Usually you commit suicide It is estimated that there are many traces left by lovers' suicide."

Chuya's tone softened, but he still defended himself.He thought of the shoulder-length wound left by the previous leader on Dazai's chest with a sickle, and felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he was the one who pulled Dazai to him, but he really didn't take it out of malice to let him die. He's a shield.

"That's not true, such a long scar affects my handsome image!"

Chuu also stared at Dazai's face in surprise and said: "Do you care about your image so much, you are a one-eyed monster who usually doesn't even show from the neck down, forgive me for having a hard time associating you with the image of a handsome man.

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"Chuya's taste has always been horribly bad, and your views are all invalid to me." Osamu Dazai glanced at Chuya's black hat and coat with distaste. The dark dwarf really became more and more annoying.

When Chuya and Dazai were arguing, Morita, who had just gone out to arrange things, came back and took them to the small-scale Inoue Izakaya, explaining their intentions to the owner of the Izakaya.What is surprising is that the owner of the izakaya is a middle-aged and elderly woman, but she looks pretty well maintained, her complexion does not look old, her makeup is relatively delicate, she looks younger than her actual age, and she always greets guests with a smile on her face. Standard service smile.

"Oh, it's such a pleasant room. The proprietress looks very kind. I want a glass of poisoned wine that can make people die without pain. The kind lady must satisfy my trivial wish!" Dazai said incomparably. The innocent tone is like the lady boss saying creepy things.

The proprietress glanced at the young man in front of her, and with a polite smile on her face as usual, she explained to Dazai: "This store doesn't have that kind of thing, but you can try our signature dishes and sake, which are also very popular among customers. welcome."

"It's really disappointing. There is no good wine that can relieve people quickly, but it can fill the stomach, so I don't have any complaints." Dazai said and sat next to Nakaya.

"Next time, please think of a more realistic way to commit suicide. This person has been thrown into a restaurant." Zhong also really didn't want to admit that the eccentric person beside him was his work partner, and mental illness is sometimes contagious.

Morita said in an educational tone next to him: "You are still too young to drink, you can choose tea and juice." Drinking too much is not good for the liver, yes, teaching children to drink is a bit bad.

"No, Mr. Morita, we are members of the mafia, not middle school students who are still in school. Is it necessary for these moral rules in society to restrain us?" Dazai expressed his dissatisfaction with a mournful face. It must be because Nakaya is too short , Mr. Morita was not allowed to drink for the sake of his height, and he also got himself involved.

"I'll drink with you when you grow up. Let a 15-year-old drink alcohol. I, an old man, will be condemned in my heart."

"15 years old is not too young, the boy next to him has already started to think about his girlfriend." Nakaya pointed at Dazai at this time and said.

"No, I still have a deep love for suicide." Dazai's expression at this time was as devout as an oath.

"Hey, you capricious suicidal maniac, you can't forget to express your desire to die on this occasion, your future girlfriend is crying." Zhong also looked at Dazai, and couldn't help but poke his arm with the desire to complain Dazai was stabbed.

"People are destined to die once they are born. I just enjoy the splendid and colorful life, but at the same time, I am also pursuing the mystery and serenity of death," Dazai said with a serious face.

"Don't say such sour words, you can't agree with your pursuit of truth." Zhong also replied.

Morita looked at the two teenagers, the leader arranged for them to perform missions together for a certain reason, and there are always many topics to talk about when they are of the same age.I am indeed old.

"Has Mr. Morita often visited this izakaya before?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Yeah, I'm acquainted with the proprietress of the izakaya. Her husband died of illness, leaving only this small izakaya, which happens to belong to my management site. I patronize her business when I'm free, and her My son is also working in the hotel under the organization, which is the one where a trading client died before, do you want me to contact him?" Morita replied.

"It's been a while since the client's death, and it's a place with a lot of traffic like a hotel. It needs to be cleaned regularly. I guess there aren't many clues there. It's good to call him over, which just saves us the time to investigate. Sorry, Mr. Morita."

Dazai drank a sip of brown rice tea from Inoue, and Dazai felt that he had stepped into Mr. Morita's age, like an old man holding a teacup to enjoy the cool in the courtyard in the afternoon, while Mr. Morita was drinking the sake brought by Ms. Inoue.

Dazai looked at the busy proprietress and said, "Ms. Inoue, is it convenient for me to ask you what happened to the gunshots last night? You were busy here last night until late, right?"

"Actually, I live in a small house next to me, so I could hear the movement clearly last night. I was afraid that the gunshots I heard around twelve o'clock last night would affect the surrounding residents. I called Mr. Morita. After receiving the call, Mr. Morita immediately said to go over there to have a look. After the call, there was no movement after the gun rang for a while, and I fell asleep. Did something terrible happen last night? , my son won’t be affected, right?” Inoue squeezed his hands nervously, the port mafia is always accompanied by various dangerous wars, so his son...

"There was a little friction with other gangs last night. There were not many casualties. Your son will be fine. We will invite him to drink with him later." Morita comforted.

Inoue finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good..."

No.: ☆, kennel (catcher)

"Mr. Morita, do you think that if a man has a scar on his chest, will it affect him in any way, such as getting a girlfriend?" Osamu Dazai said while peeling the edamame in his hand.

"This... What kind of injury is it, a knife wound or a gunshot wound?"

"The knife wound ran across the chest and extended to the shoulder." Dazai compared the position to Morita.

Morita knew that Dazai had worked under Mori Ogai a long time ago, maybe it was an injury from that time.It seems that this young man is very concerned about his body. "Of course not. Scars are a symbol of a man. If a girl really likes someone, she won't care what you have on her." Morita comforted.

"Mr. Morita, you said the same thing. Originally, you wanted the culprit of this incident to compensate me for my loss. It would be better to be a dog next to me for atonement. From this point of view, I also want to thank him for giving me this A symbol of a man." Dazai's eyes fell on Nakaya who was drinking juice.

It was bad enough that the bastard hadn't given up on being his dog.Chuya then replied unceremoniously: "It's strange, didn't the culprit of that incident have died a long time ago, or was killed by me personally, and now you want him to atone for his sins, and you want him to make amends? He is a dog or something, you still have such a deep hatred for the dead, do you need me to take you to his grave and let you drag him out and flog the corpse?"

That's right, no matter how you look at it, the first person responsible for this matter is Lantang or the previous leader, and last time he was injured more severely than Dazai. Without him, Dazai would have died a long time ago.

Looking at the two teenagers, Morita couldn't help but think of his previous experience working in the mafia when he was young. At that time, he had various ideas, was full of energy, protected his favorite city and companions, and fought against hostile organizations in different forms. The struggle to gain a foothold in the Yokohama underground world and make the enemy frightened when they hear his name.In fact, he did, and is always proud of it.

Judging from the situation in the warehouse just now, the two young people around me will not lose to their young self and anyone at the same time. The power of the young generation of the port mafia cannot be underestimated. It is time for the members of the organization to carry out a new round of has changed.

"Mr. Morita, I have a small request. I wonder if you can agree to it?" Dazai said to Morita.

Morita looked at Dazai, this young man has always been elusive to him, almost made him wonder if he is an old monster who has lived for decades with a youthful face, but he is not an enemy after all, and he was ordered by the leader to carry out the mission, If it is related to the task, he has no right to refuse.

"Of course, if I can," he replied.

"For a while, I would like to teach you the master's skills. After all, the master is an old-timer in the organization and has rich experience in working in the mafia. I have admired the name of the mafia poisonous snake for a long time. This time, let me open it. Vision, I also want to improve myself." Dazai seemed to have almost eaten, and said as he left his seat and stood beside Morita.

"What do I think? Of course I can agree to this, but my old bones can't stand the toss. Don't attack too hard later. When you finish, you still need to reserve strength to deal with the enemy."

Morita has also trained young members of the organization before. Of course he is obliged to do this kind of thing, and he doesn't want to hurt the smiling young man in front of him, so I still have to remind him not to be too serious. Mr. Mori's direct subordinates should respect it good.

Not long after, the hotel workers mentioned by Mr. Morita came to the izakaya and exchanged a few words with them briefly.

"Yuichi Inoue, please give me your advice."

Morita led the two young men and Yuichi Inoue, who had just arrived, to an open area behind the izakaya. Dazai pushed Chuya in front of Morita who was ready to fight.

"Hey, didn't you just say you wanted to compete with Mr. Morita, why did you let me do it now, you won't be afraid now, you coward!" Nakaya scolded Dazai.Seriously, I wondered when Dazai became so energetic, he competed with the organization's elders, and finally hid behind himself!

"What I meant just now was to let you go, I broadened my horizons from the battle between you and Morita."

Dazai had a mischievous smile on his face.It was true that he proposed to learn Mr. Morita's skills just now, but he didn't say that he would do it himself, and it's better to leave it to the simple-minded Zhong to fight.

"Tch, I know you won't be so ignorant to challenge Mr. Morita, let me do it, you coward just watch obediently by the side."

In fact, Zhongya also wanted to experience the skills of this senior. Guangjin had fought against him before, and his strength was indeed extraordinary. I don't know how the old man in front of him is.Fighting has always been what he is best at, and he also enjoys it.

"Come on, Mr. Morita, Dazai Osamu is a weak chicken, he probably won't even fight against you.