【Taizhong】Misplacement

PartB

B4

Yokohama, at 20:00 at night.

Zhong Yuanzhong also finished his day's work and just returned to the city from the port.He stared at the loading and unloading cruise ships all afternoon, and now he was covered with the damp and fishy smell in the sea breeze from head to toe. Obviously there was no physical work that required physical abilities, but these seemingly leisurely paperwork tasks At the end of the day, he didn't give in too much.Zhongyuan Zhong also parked the car at a familiar alley and got out of the car. Grinning and rubbing his shoulders, he walked deep into the alley. He just wanted to drink a few cups to relieve fatigue and then go home to sleep.

The dark and greasy bar door appeared in front of my eyes, and the inconspicuous upper right corner of the door panel was painted crookedly with the words "Membership System" in white paint. A beautiful woman in a hot dress stood by the door and looked down at her mobile phone when she heard the sound, He looked up at him, then lowered his head calmly and continued to send text messages, at the same time his figure moved, and he stepped on his feet that looked to be ten centimeters high stilettos and moved a step to the side, giving way to Zhongya Zhongyuan. Location.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes stayed on the woman's face for only a second and then moved away as if nothing had happened. Behind the door was a long and narrow corridor, but when he actually walked into the bar, it suddenly became clear—it wasn't there yet. It is small, and the decoration is retro and thoughtful, which is in great contrast with the dilapidated door outside and the corridor full of old things.

There were already many people in the bar at this time, and there was low and gentle jazz music in the air. The young mafioso walked in, ignoring the sights cast over him, and walked to the bar counter and tapped on the table : "A glass of whiskey."

This is a regular.The bartender and the owner of this bar kept moving his hands while showing a smile to Zhong Yuan: "Good evening, Mr. Zhong Yuan, today's work is going well?"

"Good evening." Zhong Yuanzhong also greeted, and then shrugged slightly, "So-so, no bloody occasions, a peaceful day."

The bar owner poured the golden liquor into the cup and replied with a smile, "That's not bad."

Not all bars dare to sell alcohol to minors. It is said that the owner of the bar was a person who walked through bloody storms every day when he was young. After getting tired of that kind of life when he was old, he opened a bar in this hidden corner to serve the world in Yokohama. serving the younger generation.

The boss pushed the glass in front of Nakahara Nakaya: "Your whiskey. Mr. Hirotsu and the others are still waiting for you at that familiar booth."

Nakahara picked up his wine glass and looked back, as expected, he saw Kajii poking his head out of the semi-open booth in the corner and waving at him, the drunken blush spread from his face to his neck, obviously he had already drunk here for a long time It's been a while.

Play time after get off work.Nakahara also raised the corners of his mouth, relying on his own abilities, he loosely pinched the rim of the cup with two fingers and walked over, bypassing a pot of cleverly placed green plants, and saw that Kajii, who had drunk several rounds early in the morning, was still there. Several other people had already heated up the atmosphere, and Guangjin sat not far from them, looking the most sober, but there were also a lot of empty wine bottles on the table in front of him.

Young people always like this kind of occasion where they can have fun and have fun, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised the corners of his mouth even more, and unceremoniously kicked the soft chair where the person on the farthest side was sitting: "Get up, let let—I Say, you drink like this at eight o'clock, when you go back later, do you all want to crawl out of here?"

A group of young people who were too drunk to speak clearly were laughing and toasting to him scatteredly, while getting up top-heavy to move this person; Kajii, who was sitting next to him, yanked him: "Come on, let Zhongyuan be a referee for us—I don't have any objections now, the loser is willing to take the bet and have another round of drinking!"

"What the hell?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head and drank a big gulp of the spirits, as if swallowing a small fireball, from the throat to the tail, and then went straight up to the Tianling Cap.This drinking method is very refreshing. The young mafia felt that the boredom of the afternoon was dispelled by this drink, so he raised his eyebrows at the group of people in front of him while holding the glass, and the smile on his lips became more and more unscrupulous: "Hey, That's all you play back and forth every time."

"Anyway, you have to participate." Kajii crossed his shoulders with him, and with the other hand holding the wine glass, he pointed at the slim-waisted and long-legged beauty passing in front of him, "That woman—see it? She's the resident singer here." , a bit popular, and married. She's been staring at her phone, texting and calling since we sat down here and started drinking, and just went out, so we're betting whether the woman is talking to her husband, or lover talk."

Zhongyuan Zhong also listened to the very gossip news, and looked up at the resident singer by the way, and found that it was the one who passed him by the door just now: "Know such details? Are you holding The intelligence network of the organization is going to do such a useless thing—"

A group of people burst out laughing in embarrassment, and all showed him puzzled expressions of "I have a big secret here that I need to share with you."

"Of course not. It's a well-known fact that that woman is married," Kajii quacked like a duck, "It's inside news that she has a lover—someone here can testify that a week ago, he saw that woman kissing and hugging each other. The arm of our cadre entered and exited a high-end hotel."

"Really?" Zhong Yuan choked, and almost spit out the wine in his mouth: "That guy Dazai?"

"It's absolutely true. How is it? Are you surprised?" "What's surprising? He even asked me to drive him to a hotel to date a woman. Do you believe it or not?" Zhong Yuan also leaned back, The wine glass in his hand shook, "So? What is your bet?"

Not counting Hirotsu and Nakahara himself, who the old gods don't want to mix with the young people, there are nine people here, six of them raised their glasses to express "believe in Mr. Dazai's charm"; the remaining three included Kajii Kijiro, his representative, said, "Although I believe in Dazai's charm, I have to take into account the record that Dazai has never been interested in a certain woman for more than five days."

"I see," Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, "The loser drinks, right?"

"Yes, you will be the referee - it's too stupid to use the intelligence network for such a trivial matter, so no matter what the real situation is, your words shall prevail." Kajii nodded, "So which side do you bet on?"

"Hey." Zhong Yuanzhong also knocked his empty wine glass on the table lightly, and raised the corner of his mouth inexplicably: "I bet on the leopard. That woman called me."

"Hahahahaha this is so fun!!!"

"Don't make fun of us, Mr. Nakahara—"

"Damn, what are you doing?!" Others pouted and didn't take what they just said seriously at all, only Kajii was the first to react, "What's going on here, share with us?"

"Tsk, don't you believe me?" Nakahara took out his phone, unlocked it and entered the address book, and after thinking for a while, he released all the strings in the blacklist, "That bastard Dazai, do you know why no woman has ever pestered him? ?”

"Well, because he's a 'terrible mafia'?"

"Fart," Zhong Yuan put the phone on the table with a "snap" and sneered, "Because that idiot always kept my phone number!!"

As if to confirm his words, the moment he released all the numbers from the blacklist, a text message came in and hung on the top of the screen.

"Why didn't you reply to my message?"

Kajii looked up subconsciously, just in time to see the woman walking a few steps anxiously in place, finally dialed the number with gritted teeth, and put the phone to her ear.

A few seconds later, Zhongye Zhongye's mobile phone displayed an incoming call, which was the same number as the text message just now.

Kajii Keijiro: "..."

Kajii Keijiro laughed so exaggeratedly that he nearly rolled under the table: "This is too fucking wicked hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!"

"Let you experience the tip of the iceberg of my life in the past ten years." Zhongyuan Zhong also hung up the phone and dragged it back into the blacklist, "Have you seen the excitement? Now I am willing to bet and admit defeat. Anyone who participated in the bet just now is fine." Started to drink."

Drinking is not a problem for young people at all. On the contrary, the one or two incidents of grievances and entanglements between Zhongya Zhongya and their cadres just now can stir up the atmosphere in this semi-large booth.Seeing them pick up the bottles one by one and start to drink, Kajii lay on the table and couldn't breathe with laughter: "No wonder you answered so quickly last time when Miss Hongye asked about Dazai's private life during that time. You follow your partner from morning to night every day."

"I'm sick to follow him?" The topic turned to Dazai, but Nakahara Nakara remembered something, he got up and walked to Guangjin with his wine glass, and answered Kajii, "He didn't take advantage of me to go out on a mission." I'll be satisfied when I pry the door of my house."

Kajii slapped his legs hard and laughed louder.

Kicking away the drunken subordinates and colleagues, Zhongya Nakahara sat next to Guangjin, and the old man nodded and smiled: "Mr. Zhongye came to ask me for a drink?"

"I'm curious that you are willing to come with them, and you don't think it's noisy. Don't old people like quiet places?" Zhongyuan Zhong also said straightly in front of the old man who saw him growing up, "Actually, there is something wrong with me. I'm not sure, I want to ask your opinion."

"Oh?" Guangjin took a sip of wine calmly. There were five or six empty wine bottles piled up in front of him, and there was no sign of blushing on his face, as if all he drank was white water. "I guess, this This matter has something to do with our cadre——and Dazai-kun, right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked, a little unresponsive.He also drank a lot of spirits one after another, and his drunkenness caused a gap in the maturity and stability he maintained during the day's work, revealing the unsteady side of the young man below: "Hey, can you guess this too?"

Hirotsu Liurou stroked his beard with a smile, and answered lightly, "Let's talk about it in detail."

"Well." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't pay much attention to the details just now, he thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Although it may be my illusion..."

"But I still think there's something wrong with Dazai."

"Is something wrong?" Guangjin Liulang repeated lightly.

"Ah." Zhong Yuan Zhong also shook his wine glass, with a thoughtful expression on his face, "I was called to 'clean up the aftermath' just after I came back from Kansai this morning. That guy was there too."

"So that's it...then what Chuya-kun means is that he——Dazai-kun was impersonated?"

"That's not the case, it's just that when things are over and we're ready to go back..."

That light touch that couldn't even be called a kiss, although Dazai fooled the scene with laughter and embarrassment, he could still be sure that the way Dazai looked at him at that moment was definitely not joking.

Nakahara Nakaya suddenly stood up, startling Hirotsu who was still quietly listening.He staggered a little because he was drunk, but his voice was still clear: "No... I can't sleep tonight if I don't understand this!"

"Huh?" Guangjin felt that the inner world of children is really difficult to understand, "What do you want to find out, Chuya-kun?"

"Of course it is—" It took a moment for the blood to rush to his head. Zhongya Zhongya held his mobile phone and thought about it according to the old man's words. His mind, which was dazzled by alcohol and blood, calmed down a little.

That's right, what did you ask Dazai?

Did you ask why you kissed me this morning? Could it be that you have a crush on me?

Do not make jokes! !This will definitely be ridiculed into the next century! !It's not a school romance drama!

However, he set a shortcut key for Dazai's number, and it was extremely convenient to dial out, and he had already dialed in the few seconds he was thinking about.Osamu Dazai was probably still busy, so he picked up the phone without looking at it, his slightly deep voice was careless, but it made people subconsciously straighten their backs.

"It's me. What's the matter?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the call time on the phone, which was going forward second by second, and it got stuck.

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