Not only did he get rid of the entanglement of the Nakabara and was still in the verbal confrontation, Dazai Osamu ran back excitedly. He was about to look for Kanyo Kiyo and seek credit, but he got the news that he had left first. Today, his face suddenly collapsed.
He looked suspicious: "Qinghe really only said this?"
Mori Ouwai: "…yeah."
Dazai Osamu murmured: "He also asked me to see Akutagawa and the others?"
"……Um."
Mori Ouwai felt that nothing was wrong, and even wanted to go and take a look.
He knew about two small psychics who had just entered the school, because the leader had mentioned it in the office that at that time, they would also have to come out to teach these two small psychics.
"Ding Dong."
Dazai Osamu's cell phone rang.
The depressed young man looked at the newly arrived email, his frown quickly loosened his eyebrows and said to himself: "Okay."
Dazai Osamu quickly said goodbye to Mori Owai, saying that he had also asked for leave today and did not give the other party a chance to form a team, so he pulled Oda Sayuki to run.
“…”
Senou holds his forehead outside.
Is it only the only one who works?
At important moments like the school day, freshmen certainly hope that their parents are around them.
Atsushi Nakajima did not wait for the Kanyo Kiyowa, but only waited for Osamu Dazai.
He looked at the Akutagawa brothers and sisters who were surrounding Dazai Osamu. When he recalled the experience of being tied up by the black beast Five Flowers, he was a little afraid to come over and could only talk to the red-haired young man who was very handsome, "Well, Mr. Oda, may I ask... Isn't Lord Kamiyo coming today?"
This "adult" was shouting with Akutagawa because Akutagawa always said "adult Dazai".
Oda Sasaki Susukuni considered the following title: "Qingwa is relatively busy."
“He’s at work.”
Atsushi Nakajima smiled, "I understand!"
“…”
The red-haired young man silently swallowed the fact that "he asked for leave". He felt that the leader might not be really resting, or he might be dealing with some things that were inconvenient for his subordinates to know.
This time, Oda Sasaki guessed correctly.
【See you at 7 pm at the intersection of xx.
Take you to a new place to play.
——Qinghe]
Dazai Osamu thought about the email and felt itchy as if he had been scratched by a small paw. He slept all afternoon, spent the day and arrived at the agreed location half an hour in advance.
...It seems to be a little early.
There is a bench next to the intersection. Dazai Osamu sat in the center of the bench, holding his chin to observe the pedestrians coming and going.
This point is the rush hour after work. The relaxed office workers are much slower than when they go to work. The business of Izakaya is booming. Many front and juniors in the workplace are here to contact each other. The voices of high-profile talk come from behind the curtain. In such an ordinary and ordinary crowd, there is an out of place.
The wide hooded cloak covered the whole person. The hat almost covered the eyes of the cloaked man, only the straight nose and bright red lips were exposed. The background of the cloak was black, and there were gold-toned star patterns on it. Dazai Osamu was distinguishing which signs were on the cloak, and saw the swaying star stop in front of him.
"Thank you for your appointment, dear little gentleman."
The cape man said in a vague and mysterious voice that was indistinguishable from men and women. He bent down slightly, his hat covering more of his face. From Dazai Osamu's perspective, he could only see his graceful jawline and his lips expressing his words.
"Qinghe?"
"yes."
Kanyo Kiyoha replied with his original voice and quickly changed back to the neutral voice of the charlatan version, "It's time for us to leave."
He smiled and said, "Go to cut off the fate that has embarked on the journey."
Dazai Osamu happily held the friend's hand, his eyes shiny:
"Um!"
The cape man left with a bandage.
The lights are on.
Neon lights printed the signs of the shops along the street in a gorgeous color. Lan Tang, who was disguised, walked slowly along the street. Because he was the first time, he hesitated and took a while to a bar hidden in the alley.
This is a special intelligence point.
There are many places where you can buy news in Yokohama, where all kinds of intelligence dealers are everywhere. Most of the news can be bought with money, but some news also requires "exchange" with things other than money... This bar is a place to support exchange.
The transaction method of "exchange" is novel and flexible, and occasionally unexpected confidential information will leak out in this mode.
Through regular purchase information, Lan Tang, who did not find any breakthrough in the afternoon, felt that he could come here to try his luck.
He walked into the bar.
The female voices of the ethereal nostalgic record flow slowly, the lights in the lobby were dim and the whispers were silent. The bartender showed off his skills behind the bar and quickly handed a glass of ostentatious wine to the guests in front of the bar.
Everything is not much different from the ordinary bar, just the guests here...
Dress up more concealed.
Lan Tang's eyes flashed past the men and women wearing baseball caps, masks, sunglasses, etc., and according to the guide sold to him by some intelligence dealers in the afternoon, he spoke code words to the bartender.
“Welcome to your arrival, guest.”
The bartender gently lifted the curtain inside behind him and made a gesture of invitation with a smile.
The corridor is deep and dark.
Lan Tang looked around and saw that some of the rooms on both sides were closed, representing the reception of guests, and some were open, with the style of divination room inside, and people who could not see clearly were sitting behind the crystal ball.
...This decoration is probably to deal with inspections?
According to the strategy, the more inward you go, the more precious the information the sitting person carries, and the more demanding the exchange conditions proposed by the other party will be.
Lan Tang walked deeper silently.
The room in the innermost corridor is the most spacious, with a relaxing fragrance. On the coffee table, crystal balls, spirit swings, tarot cards, etc., candles burn on the triangle silver candlestick, and the seats on the leather sofa are not distinguished. People wearing large hooded cloaks have a neutral ethereal voice, "Come in, guest."
Lan Tang sat on the sofa opposite.
The cape man stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly said in an operatic aria: "The wind no longer blows, because I don't want my long hair to cover your face; the nightingale stops singing, because your melancholy eyes make it intoxicated; and the flower that grows at night shyly closes her face..."
“???”
Lan Tang is confused.
"Sorry, I can't help myself."
The man in the cloak seemed to have nothing to happen, and handed him paper and pen with a smile. The wrists stretched out from the cloak were wrapped with silver chains decorated with crystals, and his nails were painted with orchid colors, and his voice was melodious, "Guest, please write your request on your support."
“…”
Lan Tang hesitated and started writing, and then burned the paper ball on the candle flame according to the description of the cloaked man. Then he saw that the cloaked man's lips were pursed, and his face hidden in the shadow looked faintly solemn, and he murmured something very quietly. It was too fast. Lan Tang could only use his mouth shape and the little bit he heard to spell out "Black Sky Fire"—
?!
Is it a superpower?
“God already knows your request.”
After a while, the cape man smiled and handed out three pieces of paper, "After you complete one of them and the pious prayer, you can come again and listen to the oracle."
...
A quarter of an hour later.
Lan Tang slowly stood up and left.
What they just unfolded was a mysterious dialogue that even if the police listened word by word, they could not find any flaws. They were sometimes interspersed with praise for him. When Lan Tang stood up, he felt like he was overusing his brain. He only breathed a sigh of relief until he walked out of the bar and walked around the complicated alleys to the street.
Lan Tang shivered.
It seemed that he was even more afraid of the cold because he recalled the burning memory.
The door of the small compartment opened, and Dazai Osamu walked out of it, with a strange smile on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes:
"'Since you are so beautiful, your worries should not be your troubles', Qinghe, when did you learn this?"
“That’s how it is.”
Kiyoshi Kamiyo put down his hat, exposed his blue eyeshadow and crystal forehead, and began to remove the jewelry on his body.
Dazai Osamu squatted in front of him, and as he removed the silver chain on his ankle, he sighed: "Be fully prepared..."
"Do a full set of acting."
Kanyo Kiyoha showed the expression of the person who had been there, "Who knows what accident will happen?"
For example, suddenly being kidnapped as the young master of the mafia.
Dazai Osamu sat on the leather sofa and answered the answer with his friends, "Kyoto, are you just playing a supernatural being?"
"right."
"The superpower is similar to 'equivalent exchange'?"
"That's right."
The logic of the Shen Dynasty Qinghe is very simple.
Since superpowers are omnipotent, it is normal that you can get some intelligence by doing something.
Yes.
Three years ago, he packaged "intelligence exchange" into superpowers, relying on the unique intelligence brought by the "holographic online game" and the intelligence network of the spy department, family, and self-built, to operate the identity of a superpower. The disadvantage is that if the customer doesn't know the intelligence he wants, his character will collapse; the advantage is that there is no need to explain the source of the intelligence, and...
It will give hints to dangerous customers who come to buy intelligence: it is useless to tie up this intelligence dealer and torture it severely. Before completing the supernatural conditions, the intelligence dealer himself does not know about the intelligence.
Set the puppet reading ability of Tiankelantang.
Therefore, although this identity has not appeared in the Yokohama Underground World for two years, it is almost becoming a legend of nothingness, and the Kanyo Kiyoshi was still activated.
Dazai Osamu was eager to try: "This character looks very fun..."
"When I played the role before, I wore it inside and increased my height."
At this time, he was 170. Kanyo Kiyowa looked at Dazai Osamu and said with a smile, "If you want to play, buy a pair of 10cm shoes first, and then talk about it when you get used to it."
“…”
Dazai Osamu was silent for a while, and changed the subject as if nothing had happened, "It depends on what Randon will choose now."
"Um."
The Ching-He calmly responded.
On the three pieces of paper, there was a requirement written, namely "Port Mafia and Cadre Detailed Information", "Location of all drug warehouses in Takase Society" and "Destroy the main base of GS S.".
By the way, it was written by the Qing Dynasty and imitated Lan Tang's handwriting.
Dazai Osamu blinked.
For some reason, he wanted Lan Tang to choose the first option. - At that time, what would the friends who seemed to be omnipotent would have to deal with it?
...Dazai Osamu was very curious.
"Do you want to make a bet?"
"?"
After dismantling the things on his body, he put on his cloak again, "If Lantang doesn't choose the first one, you have to go to school and take Zhongyuan to the same place."
"What does it have to do with that slug?!"
Dazai Osamu protested and then thought, "Talk about it, what is that little dwarf's identity? Rando really regained his memory when he saw him."
Shen Dai Qinghe continued undisturbed: "If Lan Tang chose the first one... I will answer your three questions or promise you one thing."
Dazai Osamu tilted his head and tentatively said, "Including telling me 'You've ever tried to find a way to hide everything from me'?"
It has the same effect as "My wish is to make three more wishes".
Shen Dai Qinghe pondered: "Yes."
Dazai Osamu agreed to make a bet.
Both of them began to pay close attention to Qi Lantang.