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Chapter 69 Chapter 77, Chapter 78

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The disappearance of a strong person brings fluctuations, not like the ripples of pebbles entering the water.

In particular, it is still at the level of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

The Port Mafia, GSS, and Takase will soon find out the news.

However, unlike them who stood still, the first to reach out were other small and medium-sized gangs in Yokohama.

Then it was quickly pushed back.

"So, instead of disappearing, it's just that I no longer meet the previous sheep, but still secretly shelter them?"

The boy's voice was lazy, with a sweet and cute tone, "It should be said that you are still a brat, even if you are helped, you can only do so much, but..."

He changed his tone, with blatant malice and schadenfreude, "Mr. Mori, your plans are in vain!"

Ogai Mori, the leader of the port mafia who has been on the job for less than a year now, was called Mr. Mori by Osamu Dazai, and he said pitifully, "Don't make fun of me, Dazai, you know I like that kid so much."

The next second, he raised the corners of his lips, "So, if he can live well, I will be very pleased. It's just..."

The man in the white coat stretched out a hand, with the index finger and the thumb slightly apart, "Just a little curious, who can persuade Nakahara Chuya to leave, isn't Dazai curious?"

The man grinned silently, opening his scarlet eyes with distorted malice.

——What I want to know, how could you not want to know?

— After all, you and I are so similar.

The boy who was called Dazai looked at him in disgust. There were dark things rising and falling in the kite-colored eyes, but the words he said were still light and light, as if he was coquettish: "What are you thinking, Mr. Mori? It's not your kind of bad adult."

As he spoke, he stood up and waved his hands, "I'm going to find a new journey, I hope today will go well."

——Then you won't have to see Mori Ogai's annoying face again.

Mori Ogai smiled: "Be careful on the road, remember to come back for dinner."

He said that he seemed to be a virtuous person who could cook three meals a day.

Osamu Dazai sneered inwardly, and then became bored again.

"So, let's go find it!"

Not wanting to be profited by Mori Ogai, as well as being too bored, and indeed curious about the story behind the disappearance of the King of Sheep, after half an hour of back-and-forth, the latter two finally won by a narrow margin of two to one.

For a second, he forgot the bad result he might get in the end, and happily bounced around to find a direction to walk.

The investigation took several days.

In the past few months, Chuya, the king of sheep, has been very erratic. Judging from the information he has heard, he always appears suddenly when the lamb has a problem, and disappears immediately after saving the person.

He was silent the whole time, didn't communicate a word with anyone, and let those lambs cry and curse in front of him.

In addition, Yang's territory is also being eroded again and again. Whether it is taken over by the port mafia, or by the Takase Society, or the GSS, he also ignores it and does not show up at all.

"He's a smart guy!"

Dazai looked around the sheep's stronghold for a long time, like a whack-a-mole game that automatically refreshes every once in a while.

He didn't want to come at first, and now there are almost 24 hours of surveillance by different organizations around the sheep's stronghold, but Zhongyuanzhong has never appeared, so it doesn't make any sense.

Dazai also knew this, but during the investigation, he accidentally discovered something interesting, so he wanted to confirm it.

"Oh, just right!"

Just as he was thinking, if the flock of lambs would not go out because they were afraid, he would go in and count the heads by himself, two black-haired boys and a girl with pink hair tied behind her head slowly walked out The other side came over.

"Wow, are you all scared like this? How pathetic!"

Dazai looked at them with guns in their pockets with a smile. He was obviously scared to death, but he still tried his best to put on a look of 'Don't mess with us, the Gravity Master will not let you go'. He was eager to go out and give them a big blow frightened.

Maybe you can achieve the achievement of reaching Santuchuan!

However, considering the opponent's marksmanship, he still gave up this option.

The posture is so unprofessional, it is impossible to kill with one blow!

He hates pain.

Based on the amount of these materials, after calculating how many lambs were left, Dazai achieved his goal, turned his head and left this place.

The black suit who was arranged nearby to monitor called his superior: "Master Hirose, it's me. Mr. Dazai came here just now, yes, I didn't do anything, just looked at it. The sheep also didn't move, Just a routine purchase, okay, I get it."

A few minutes later, Mori Ogai got the same message.

His brain is also easy to use, and he guessed what kind of information Dazai got almost at the same time he heard the report.

Even though, for the time being, he still doesn't know what this piece of information is useful for.

Dazai was a bit guessing.

Compared with Mori Ogai's thinking mode of a typical bad adult who only proceeds from interests, Osamu Dazai's way of thinking is more unconstrained.

For example, in the eyes of Mori Ogai, the disappearing lambs are just a piece of information to be activated and temporarily insignificant.In the eyes of Osamu Dazai, the relationship between the people behind the scenes and Chuya Nakahara may be stronger than what he guessed at the beginning.

——Of course not the idiot who acts recklessly and only uses force to solve problems!

Dazai happily walked towards a place, even when he saw a branch with a slanted angle that was very suitable for hanging a beautiful rope on the road, he resisted not stopping.

It's a big loss, and I hope that today's harvest can make up for his feelings.

He turned around and walked to the door of an Internet cafe that had been closed with a clear goal.

"Mosimoxi."

There was clearly a big lock hanging on the door, Dazai pretended not to see it, and raised his voice, "Is anyone there? Moshi Moshi, I'm coming in!"

The voice was cheerful, like a middle school student downstairs calling his friends to go to school together.

——If you ignore his overly skilled lockpicking action.

"Ah, open."

Osamu Dazai put away the unlocking, locking, and tools—a twisted iron wire, which he randomly pulled off from the zipline when he was walking on the side of the road. There was still rust on it from years of wind and rain. .

He walked in with brisk steps, and after entering the door, he still didn't forget to turn around and close the door, and re-locked the lock that he had just pried open.

"Wow, it's really spectacular."

Walking past the place where the front desk used to be, Dazai poked his head in and looked in. The entire first floor was beyond the wooden boards surrounding the box compartments in front, and the inside had been completely removed.

The outer half of it is neatly lined with three rows of shelves filled with different kinds of snacks, and there are several vending machines on the inner wall.

Half of the inside is the host casing, messy wiring, redundant display screens, keyboards, etc., all piled up in a mess, which is useless at first glance.

"Moshi, Moxi, is there anyone? I'm coming up!"

He listened carefully, wondering if it was his hallucination, he always felt that he heard the sound of tapping on the keyboard in this silent and empty hall, so he shouted so loudly.

This time someone answered him.

"If you want to come up, come up, it's so noisy!"

A sleepy voice sounded, the voice didn't sound very clear, with a little hoarseness, "Bring me a bottle of milk, red bean bread, and chocolate."

You're welcome.

But Osamu Dazai really went to get them. He hummed a disjointed tune and took them one by one according to the request of the other party. He also brought himself a pack of crab-flavored potato chips and a can of rice cake and red bean soup.

Then he bounced up the stairs.

"Yo~"

The boy with a bandage on his face held a large pile of food in one hand, and waved at the sleepy boy rubbing his eyes with the other, "Good morning!"

Sanriyue stared at him sleepily, took out the milk from his arms, opened Gulu Gulu and drank a small bottle, and after a sigh of relief, she turned out the bread and gnawed out a small crescent moon.

"Hey, your eyes are beautiful!"

Osamu Dazai stood still, allowing him to pick and pull the food he was holding, and stared at Mikazuki carefully with his eyes, but unfortunately, apart from the moment when he opened them just now, they narrowed them again now.

Sanriyue ignored him.

Dazai wasn't embarrassed either, he probably didn't have similar emotions, so when Mikazuki returned to the computer and continued typing, he leisurely drank his drink and bit into the potato chips.

While eating, he also stared openly at the computer screen composed of dozens of display screens.Each screen is divided into four parts, corresponding to different cameras.

The cameras on these screens would also switch every five seconds, and the parts displayed on several screens were very familiar to him—all belonged to the port mafia.

"This is basically the whole of Yokohama!"

He couldn't help but sigh, "That makes sense."

With this level of intelligence support, it is no wonder that Zhong Yuanzhong, the king of sheep, can also come and go like the wind without leaving any traces.

If Mr. Mori saw it, his eyes would light up, and he would yell at him and take him into his hands!

Looking at the back of Mikazuki's head, Dazai stroked his chin and thought for a while, with a look of being scorched to his eyes on his baby-fat face.

No, the only thing that made that middle-aged man proud was that he didn't want to see it at all.

He rolled his eyes and had an idea in an instant.

"Hey, have you heard of the Raven Legion?"

78

Osamu Dazai was beaten by Nakahara who came back.

Literally.

Although due to Sanriyue's equipment and his beloved snacks, the beating did not rise to the point where he was paralyzed after all.

However, it was enough for Sanriyue to happily applaud beside her.

"Really, don't take it out on me if you're in a bad mood!"

Osamu Dazai was paralyzed on the ground, holding the corner of the table with both hands, unwilling to move, Nakahara, who was trying to drag him out by his collar and throw him away, had bruised veins.

"You bastard!"

"You're also a brat, little dwarf!"

Chuya Nakahara, who was almost trampled on the bottom line, stretched out his foot to kick Dazai Osamu's arm holding the corner of the table. Dazai Osamu spoke very quickly: "If you have the guts, step on it, anyway, the broken host is not mine!"

Sanriyue blinked, typed a few words on the keyboard slowly, and a young voice came out from the speaker: "He's right."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also furious by the anger of these two, turned his head and yelled at him: "Speak to me!"

"do not want!"

It was still the voice coming from the stereo, rejecting it simply and neatly.

"Hahahaha, it's because this kid who developed so late started to change his voice now!"

Osamu Dazai started laughing mercilessly.

Sanriyue narrowed her eyes: "Really, the Tsushima family ran away from home..."

"Ah, don't say it!"

Osamu Dazai hurriedly waved his hand and tried to interrupt, but Mikazuki's finger on the carriage return was extremely firm, and the speaker finished speaking without being disturbed, "Little son, Shuji Tsushima."

Dazai, who failed to stop him, covered his face.

"Huo~" The Gravitationist was no longer in a hurry to kick him, he folded his arms, and looked down condescendingly at a bandaged boy whose secret was exposed, as if he didn't want to see anyone, "It sounds like a young master, is there a reward? "

He asked Sanriyue as usual.

"Don't be fooled by him, in fact, he doesn't care about such things at all."

Sanriyue pursed her mouth, this kind of person who doesn't care about anything is the most troublesome, and he is actually quite unfriendly to him.He typed a few more words, "Chuya, where are my things?"

"Oh, right."

As soon as he came back, he saw a stranger suddenly appearing in the base, chattering vigorously around Sanriyue. Zhongyuan Zhong also remembered to use gravity to handle the machinery in his hand lightly before he pounced on him, and he was still sane.

He found the bag from the ruins on one side, patted the ash on it, and handed it to Sanriyue.

These were the parts that Sankayue ordered, and they were purchased in the name of other laboratories, so he went to Tokyo and quietly picked them up directly from the delivery truck of TA-Q-BIN.

As long as there are cameras, all his actions are supported by Sanriyue, so the whole process is smooth, as usual.

"We have to change to another laboratory next time, and they should have noticed it."

This time, before Sanriyue's voice sounded, there was no more rattling sound of keyboard tapping. From Zhongya's side, it seemed as if he was speaking by himself.

"You are really amazing!"

Dazai Osamu, who thought Sankayue was just a clever hacker, watched the young man assemble a headset-like thing out of parts. After putting it on, he could speak.

No, not speaking.

Osamu Dazai laughed loudly: "It's just lip-syncing!"

"It's so noisy, shut up!"

Nakahara Nakaya, whose head ached from his quarrel, stepped forward, but was dodged by Osamu Dazai flexibly.

San Riyue looked indifferent: "Don't pay attention to him."

Zhong Yuan also turned his head and yelled at him: "You too, you asked me to run so many times, and the result is that you just want to make a machine that doesn't need to speak!"

Sanriyue turned her head with guilt, not daring to mutter.

A few minutes later, Osamu Dazai smiled happily. He got up from the ground and patted the ashes off his body.

"Okay, I should go."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who wanted to throw him out just now, was not happy: "Why, you haven't made it clear what your purpose is, so you want to leave?"

"This guy is just curious."

Sanriyue sat on the swivel chair, kicked his feet around, kicked and turned around again, he directly pierced the self-packaging words of a boring person, "Now that I know the answer, I have to leave naturally. "

"Hey~ This is not fun!"

Osamu Dazai, who originally planned to say something to cover up and mislead people, lost his face and felt aggrieved, "Foul, it's too foul!"

As he spoke, he suddenly leaned forward and was stopped by Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye.

Osamu Dazai didn't care, looked over the shoulder of the gravitationalist and looked at the crescent moon behind him: "Did your eyes tell you?"

San Riyue smiled at him, showing a mouthful of small white teeth: "Guess!"

Hearing the unbearable gravity over the eyes, he grabbed Dazai Osamu by the collar and dragged him out: "Okay, you can get out."

"Hey, didn't you just keep me?"

Osamu Dazai was shocked, he did mention his eyes just now, and touched their base, didn't he, under normal circumstances, shouldn't he be detained?

The hand that was dragging his collar froze.

The boy with the bandage on his face noticed it immediately, and launched an attack: "Oh, it's the idiot who didn't notice at all!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists, and he lifted the person in front of him, the corner of his mouth was split, and he said with a grim expression: "Yeah, I didn't expect that, so I might as well kill you."

Dazai agreed in a second: "Yes, good!"

Halfway through the killing intent, Chuya Nakahara suddenly got stuck: "..."

The person who was picked up beeped loudly, and demanded righteously: "I want to be killed by one blow. Although I really want to die, I hate pain."

San Riyue nodded to Zhong Yuan Zhong who was looking over: "That's why I don't want to coax children, I hate bear children the most!"

A child who doesn't eat oil and salt, doesn't care about anything, and cries all the time.

With that effort, he might as well eat a few more desserts to coax himself.

Gin is not here, and Nana is not here, he is already very difficult!

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

kid, he?

"Don't look at me like that!"

Osamu Dazai didn't look at Chuya Nakahara, his eyes drifted straight to Mikayue, "I didn't cry!"

San Riyue slapped the table angrily: "Liar! You've been crying all the time, and the voice is too loud." He pointed to the stupid hair on his head, "Who do you think woke me up!"

Dazai's face froze.

He was beginning to feel now that it had been a mistake to come here.

——And, he really doesn't want to stay now.

"Oh, I see!"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also touched his chin and looked at the obviously stiff face, he became happy, and his frown was relaxed.However, he did not continue talking.

The cobalt blue is as clear as the eyes of the city sky, meeting the iris eyes that are surging black below.The gravity user who was despised as a fool recognized the essence of this guy almost immediately.

He said lightly: "No matter how you look at it, it's just a suicidal maniac!"

"Is it okay to just let him go?"

Osamu Dazai didn't stay after all, he could face Chuya Nakahara's title of suicide madman, and use the dwarf to fight back.But he didn't want to take another look at Sanriyue's eyes, which he praised as beautiful before.

"It doesn't matter."

San Riyue, who was sitting on the table, swayed her calves twice, and the candy in her mouth was crunched by him, "Anyway, this stronghold is going to be changed."

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head suddenly: "Why don't I know?"

The boy looked innocent: "I said it!"

Gravity confuses: "When, why can't I remember?"

Sanriyue snorted: "I said it yesterday afternoon, maybe I forgot!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand and rubbed his head vigorously, making the hair that was already curled up with several clumps even more horrible: "I was still in Tokyo yesterday, did you tell the ghost!"

The boy shrank his neck and stuck out his tongue: "No wonder you didn't respond at that time!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He is losing his temper.

"Okay, okay, let's go!"

Sanriyue pulled out a USB flash drive from the computer, and pushed Chuya's back, "If you don't leave, the big devil will come and catch us!"

Except for the USB flash drive in Sanriyue's pocket, the two of them didn't bring anything else.

After taking two steps, Zhong Yuanzhong watched as he took out a remote control-like thing from his pocket, and lightly pressed the button which was bright red and looked unusual.

boom -

Chuya Zhongyuan: "!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Where did you get the bomb!"

Why didn't he know that there were these dangerous goods in his shopping list?

"self-made."

After appreciating the collapsed art, and ensuring that the entire stronghold has been destroyed, it is completely irreparable, and that the nearby houses are not involved, San Riyue nodded in satisfaction, "My calculations will not go wrong."

——Is this style not quite right?

Seeing Zhong Ye's puzzled and shocked eyes, San Riyue kindly introduced to him: "This is actually the habit of gin wine. Explosion and its attached flame can destroy traces once and for all."

He generally can't use it, but if he can, he can use it.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was often confused by his harmless face, also came to his senses when he thought of the kid next to him casually writing huge amounts of numbers into the account, which was like robbing a bank.

"Gin, I remember there is also a Gin here? Is this the style of that organization?"

Cruel enough, but really easy to use.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thinks so rationally.

"He's coming soon, I'll introduce you when the time comes!"

The two walked away hand in hand.

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai, who received the call, already knew the news that the base was destroyed.

"What a pity!"

He had a happy smile on his face, and he couldn't see any regrets at all. "Little cutie has already run away, and even the place where he lives has been blown to pieces by him. It can't be put together at all."

Morio gave a long sigh, assigned another task to the subordinates who had already started to assemble, and then complained half-truthfully: "Dazai-kun, if it's a pity, please pretend to be a little bit more troublesome."

He crossed his hands and looked distressed, "How could it be such a coincidence? Has Mr. Dazai been a bad boy once?"

Osamu Dazai laughed: "No!"

He stretched out a finger to his lips, "I was very obedient and didn't say anything! It's a pity that he just glanced at me and knew that the Great Demon King was coming, and there was nothing I could do about it."

"Is that so?" Mori Ogai's purple eyes were deep, thinking of the young man who used to follow Fukuzawa-dono, who is now the face of the Armed Detective Agency, he couldn't help sighing again.

"That's right!"

"This is really..."

Great.