【Taizhong】Misplacement

PartB

B2

Mori Ogai and Ozaki Koyo, who left first, sat in the car that had been waiting outside. While waiting for the duo to clean up the aftermath, they chatted casually about the facade decoration of this casino.

Mori Owai looked at the magnificent casino gate outside the window, propped his chin, and the doubt in his tone was very sincere: "It's too rough... A few big golden pillars are poked at the door, aren't you afraid of blinding the guests' eyes?"

Koye Ozaki was idly looking at her newly made solid-color nails, and replied casually: "If you don't like it, replace it. I'll ask someone to send you a few designer portfolios later, and you can choose the one you like." Find someone to contact the other party to redesign it.”

The leader of the port mafia tapped his palm: "Then take this opportunity and change the business here. Well, we have a lot of casinos, and the location here is not very good. Why don't we use this land to open it?" A hotel, how about using it to earn the monthly bonuses of you cadres?"

"You are our leader." Ozaki Koyo smiled softly, "What to do and how to do it, just do as you like."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hey, I'm very happy to hear that. But unfortunately, Hongye-kun is not in the scope of my strategy."

"Shut up, you lolicon, do you believe I'll sew your mouth shut?"

The clearing of this area has been completed, and those who were ready to resist have turned into corpses, and those who know the time have saved their lives; the sky above is gloomy, with lead-colored clouds piling up together, the cold wind is raging, and they look like they are ready to fight at any time. It looks like it's going to snow.The leader of the port mafia and the only female cadre among his subordinates were sitting in the car, blowing moderately warm air, chatting in a leisurely tone about how the company will change its name after today, and even the person in charge will be replaced. The casino, and the person they were waiting for didn't make them wait for a long time. Before a quarter of an hour had passed, two black figures walked out from the thick and wide door of the casino one after the other, with faces more or less distorted. Hang up stippling.

The rest of the casino staff stood inside the door fearlessly, sending the two black crows out of the door with fear and fear.

Seeing Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya approaching, Mori Ogai rolled down half of the car window, without looking at the broken skin and that nosebleed on their faces: "Is it all taken care of?"

Nakahara Nakahara, who was tearing off a piece of OK bandage and pasting it on his cheek, came to Mori Ou, and immediately put away the displeasure on his face in a well-trained manner, lowered his head slightly, and reported in a concise and forceful voice: "Yes, leader."

Someone did it for him, so Osamu Dazai spared words like gold and didn't say much.He took the paper towel that was hurriedly handed over by his subordinate next to him, and wiped a thin streak of blood under his nose—it was after he chopped off a few hairs of Nakaya with a short knife in his hand, and Nakaya lowered his waist for two He flipped back, and then lifted a corner of the table with his toes, so the entire table hit his face without any effort.

The most vicious combination of the Mafia rarely suffers from the enemy. After returning, the fine wounds all over the face often come from each other's stumbling blocks.

Mori Ogai turned his eyes slightly, and moved to the youngest cadre next to him: "So, how is the situation on Dazai-kun's side?"

"The list of business dealings with them in the past seven months, the relationship network they cleared the road to manage, and the accounts up to June last year... are all here." It was probably because of a miracle that I was able to see Zhongye again. Appearance, so the appearance is ten years younger, but the inner soul is real. The 28-year-old Dazai is in a better mood, and he is willing to spend more time to relive the days of part-time work. The situation is all within our expectations, but there are a few details that are a bit interesting... I will put the report on your desk the day after tomorrow or next Monday."

"Oh..." Mori Ogai turned his probing eyes slowly around Dazai's face, but didn't find any clues, so he temporarily suppressed the doubts that popped up earlier, "Then please, Dazai-kun." You are indeed our reliable cadre."

"You're joking again, isn't it you who promoted me?" Osamu Dazai slightly bent his mouth, and picked out all the social rhetoric from the depths of his memory. Smiles, but unfortunately without emotion, reminiscent of these cold winds blowing on their faces, "It is my honor that you can give me your trust."

Nakahara Chuya curled his lips beside him, baring his lower teeth like a toothache at Osamu Dazai's posturing to the extreme.

However, this tepid hostility dispelled the last doubt in Mori Ogai's heart. He nodded as if nothing had happened, and smiled to indicate that the two can go: "Then Hongye-kun and I I'll go back first, you two can do what you want—by the way, don't forget the routine physical examination tomorrow."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lightly pressed the hat in his hand: "Yes."

So Mori Ogai rolled up the car window again in satisfaction, the car engine started, and the driver smoothly slid the car into the traffic flow of the main road on the side.

"Medical examination..." Osamu Dazai looked at the black car going away, and smiled again after looking away, "I almost forgot about this."

As another organization of supernatural beings in Yokohama's underground, there are hundreds of supernatural beings in the Port Mafia, all kinds of them. They are classified into categories, including treatment, support, and DPS. Putting them into the game is the standard team configuration—so It is not easy to manage, so since Mori Ogai took office, he has focused on implementing the annual routine physical examination of the supernatural beings. In addition to the routine examinations, it is mainly to conduct some simple tests on the control of supernatural powers.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Osamu Dazai.He has special abilities and is a natural supernatural insulator, so the supernatural physical examination will only produce the same report every year for him, without any reference;

But having nothing to do with him doesn't mean it has nothing to do with his partner.As another member of the "Double Black" who has become more and more vicious in recent years, Chuya Nakahara's annual physical examination report of supernatural powers is much more important: aside from the "dirty" full-on state that must be used in conjunction with Osamu Dazai, "manipulation encounters "Gravity of things" is also highly anticipated-this is why even Zhong Yuanzhong has already taken the position of a cadre candidate, he still seizes every opportunity to spend time in the training room when there is no task, to temper his skills over and over again. In fact, it is extremely difficult to control and refine the ability.

"How is Chuya getting ready?" A subordinate drove another car over, Dazai opened the door and sat in it, then rolled down the glass, "I'm still struggling like this the day before the physical examination, be careful that the doctor for the physical examination tomorrow will rush over and grab me Sleeve frightened and said, 'Mr. Zhongyuan's control over abilities has actually regressed!!'... That's it."

"Huh?! I think you are the one who wants to be beaten again, right?? Did you not enjoy the fight just now and want to continue?" Nakahara Chuya twitched his eyebrows, moved his fingertips slightly, and almost couldn't control another punch Beat up.He had other things to do next, so he didn't sit in the same car with Dazai, and the two of them seized the last time to quarrel.

"Chuya, what a physical monster..." As expected, he was really young.

And Osamu Dazai, who was almost 30 years old, sighed and didn't want to move anymore: "Okay, go to the pier quickly. Return the gun that was just taken from me, I don't want to use anything else."

"Hey...why do you have so many troubles?" Zhongyuan Zhongya complained so much, but he still took off the gun that was just attached to his waist, walked to the side of the car and bent down, leaning his upper body into the car through the window Inside, directly put the gun back into the locker for him, "Who is the one who gets used to your crap?"

You.

Osamu Dazai said in his heart.

He looked at Zhongya leaning into the car window, his beautiful side face was close in front of him; Zhongye was still a little childish, with arrogance at the end of his brows and eyes, and only occasionally when he calmed down— —For example, now—only then will there be a subtle overlap with his mature Dazhong in the future.

This side has a delicate heart, but the other side, which is less than fifteen centimeters away, doesn't feel anything.Putting the gun back in place according to this troublesome habit, Nakahara also supported the car window to get out and leave.However, the second he turned his head, he felt a familiar and faint smell of tobacco approaching quickly, and his lips were gently touched by a soft and unfamiliar touch.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Nakahara Chuya: "?!?!?!"

Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, a member of the "Double Black" with a bad reputation and the most anticipated cadre candidate of the Mafia, maintains this stiff posture with one hand on the edge of the car window——

Solidly stunned.

TBC.