The sound of people and traffic reached his ears. Oda Sakunosuke turned the steering wheel skillfully and occasionally glanced at the quiet boy in the rearview mirror.
No one knew what kind of brainstorming the black-haired boy was carrying out under his quiet appearance.
Kamidai Kiyawa silently felt sorry for himself.
Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing. For example, he wanted to stop thinking now, but he couldn't help but think of so many things, such as the horror of the "Color Painting Collection", Lan Tang's memory, and a certain person in the character card.
What is hidden in the description is definitely there——
Lan Tang's companion.
Let’s talk about the explosion seven years ago first.
The center of the explosion was the military's secret research institute, whose research direction was to combine superpowers with existing creatures to achieve artificial superpowers.
The most outstanding work of the institute at that time was called "Trial Work No. A258". It was said that it was very close to success, but something went wrong and it exploded.
That explosion was deeply engraved in the city’s shell——
The huge explosion, two kilometers in diameter, blew away the indigenous people and the land. Countless lives disappeared easily in the high temperature, leaving only the sunken and cracked wilderness-like land.
God's wrath is nothing more than this.
At that time, it was the end of the Super Power War, and Japan's situation was declining. It was reasonable for the military to research a secret weapon that simulated the Transcendent, and the research had made great progress. It was also very appropriate for the European countries who got the news to want to seize or destroy this secret weapon.
logic.
It was against this background that spy agent Rando came to Yokohama.
From the coordinator's point of view, no matter how stable Lan Tang's character is, how reassuring his loyalty is, or how comprehensive his abilities are, if he travels across the ocean to a foreign country to do this kind of task, in order to prevent accidents, a slightly more cautious and thoughtful superior will give him some advice.
If he is paired with a companion, if he is more luxurious, he will be paired with a Transcendent, and if he is more economical, he will not be any weaker.
Look at now.
Lan Tang did not hide it at all. He stayed at the port mafia for seven years and was not found. This matter is simply terrifying to think about. Who can still sit still if their nuclear weapons are lost?!
There is and only one explanation.
Europe had no idea that Lan Tang was still alive.
The companion returned to Europe and reported the news that Lan Tang was dead.
Is it a cognitive error caused by various coincidences? Or is it an intentional betrayal?...Does the other party know where Lan Tang is now? And is he monitoring his former partner?
——It seemed like a pair of cold and playful eyes were looking at me from afar.
——Kamidai Kiyokazu felt shuddered and at the same time became deeply interested.
It surprised me that.
It is considered a giant in Yokohama, but it is barely ranked in the top rankings in Japan. The precarious port Mafia is so hidden. When you have time, let's compile the data on Yokohama's superpowers again. The sudden end of the superpower war has left too many people behind.
Soldiers and others are unemployed. Yokohama, a paradise for free mercenaries, has been in chaos in the past few years. It has only been in the past two years that it has become somewhat orderly.
However, we are still vigorously developing tourism.
I really don’t know what kind of pig brains the top officials are.
The young intelligence agent's thoughts spread out, and then he came to conclusions skillfully.
There must be something wrong with the system of this country.
He is too difficult.
Kamishiro Kiyoka hugged herself tightly.
"Is it cold?" Lan Tang asked.
"Um."
Today's temperature has returned to the normal coolness of autumn, and the temperature in the car is also suitable, but it does not affect Kamishiro Kiyowa from telling lies.
——His neck was surrounded by warmth.
——Lantang took off the woolen scarf and put it around him.
The black-haired boy opened his eyes slightly, was startled, and said slowly: "Thank you."
Underneath this seemingly heartwarming, everyday interaction that could be featured in a shojo manga is a tearful confession from an intelligence agent.
So hot.
Wool scarves are really warm.
Even if you lie on your knees, you must keep your lies straight.
When they got off the bus, Rando and Kamishiro Kiyokazu were surrounded by onlookers.
The bloated outfits that were a season ahead were already eye-catching, and with Rando being a handsome foreigner and Kamishiro Kiyowa being a handsome young man, the degree of eye-catching increased exponentially until they entered the mall and headed for the elevator with clear goals.
The sight reluctantly dispersed.
Mr. Guangjin has already made an appointment at the suit store because it is an urgent order that needs to be completed tomorrow morning. As soon as Kamishiro Kiyokazu arrived at the store, he was pulled into the back room by the old master to measure his body data and so on. When Kamishiro Kiyokazu came out from the back room, he had already hidden something on his body.
The contact lenses I will use in the next half month.
Handover completed.
The intermediary is an unsuspecting suit shop.
The method is simple and ordinary, as long as the previous guests who entered the back room hide their things somewhere.
After settling a worry, the black-haired boy's mood improved visibly. The three of them rested in a cafe on the fourth floor of the shopping mall. Kamishiro Kiyowa took a sip of hot cocoa and returned the scarf to Lan Tang to express that he was no longer cold. He felt relieved.
One breath.
"correct!"
"Oda-kun, Rando-kun, and Mr. Hiratsu told you about today's mission?"
Kamishiro Kiyoka's curious face.
The Young Master's identity will be announced after tomorrow's meeting, so what is his identity in their perception?
Oda Sakunosuke drank the store's signature coffee. He thought for a while and said honestly: "Mr. Hiratsu said that a future high-level executive of Mafia took a fancy to me and named me to accompany me for protection today and asked me to perform well.
I listen to you when it comes to safety issues, and you also want me to wear better clothes, shave cleanly, and tidy up my appearance."
Kamishiro Kiyowa: "..."
It sounds like something is wrong.
Isn’t this an unspoken rule?!
...His thoughts must have been contaminated by Xiao Qi.
Oda Sakunosuke obviously had similar thoughts and apologized: "I'm sorry, I almost lost my mind."
Kamishiro Kiyowa's expression was dull: "No, I don't blame you."
I originally thought Mr. Guangjin was very reliable.
The black-haired boy slowly turned to Lan Tang. The amnesiac spy was holding an espresso to warm himself. He chuckled upon seeing this: "It's okay, I didn't misunderstand."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu: "...Oh."
Black History 1.
After silently digesting this sudden social death, Kamishiro Kiyoka regrouped and asked about Mafia's work.
"I won't join the organization until tomorrow."
The young intelligence agent's interest was genuine, "What do you usually do?"
Oda Sakunosuke and Rando fell into silence at the same time, thinking about what low-level jobs they could tell teenagers about.
The former is basically involved in the aftermath and running errands, and certainly not cleaning up the corpses. It is too complicated to adjust the family where there are conflicts due to the mistress; the latter is basically engaged in firefighting, and is mostly responsible for assisting due to the superspace powers, such as siege and cutting off.
Enemy support...
"How much is the salary? Is it a commission on the basic salary or a dead salary? Does the organization provide insurance? What is the attrition rate of colleagues around me?"
Kamishiro Kiyokazu was still asking questions enthusiastically, "Have you ever gone to school? Do you have a girlfriend? Have you ever thought about getting married and having children?"
Lan Tang: “…………”
Oda Sakunosuke: "…………"
This strange survey was carried out in a stumbling manner, mainly Oda Sakunosuke, an honest man who is not good at rejection, was answering, and Rando occasionally added a few words.
"Ah, it's noon."
Kamidai Kiyokazu looked at the time, put his hands together and bowed, "I'm sorry for talking for so long."
The young man with black hair and dark eyes blinked, "Then as an apology, let's go have an expensive meal!"
Although the payment was made using Port Mafia's card.
There are a variety of restaurants to choose from in the comprehensive shopping mall. After meals, you can also find a book bar that provides leisure and entertainment. You can visit a theater and a video game arcade. I heard that there will be a small concert here tonight, but that time
It was past the gate time, so Kamishiro Kiyokazu had no choice but to return with regret. - Guangjin Yanami meant that tonight he would educate him on the instructions for tomorrow's meeting.
In fact, Kamidai Kiyokazu didn't intend to wait until it was too late.
What if he is still outside at 9 o'clock in the evening and Xiaoqi comes to find him?
The two mafia beside me are not in black suits.
Return time is after dinner.
The wind was very strong at night, and it became more so as we got closer to Yokohama Port. Kamishiro Seiwa half-lowered the window, and seeing Rando shivering due to the cool breeze, he silently raised the window again.
The road became increasingly empty, and the sound of waves seemed to be heard in my ears, as well as the faint ticking of a clock——
"Get out! Run!"
Oda Sakunosuke had a look on his face. He opened the car door first and jumped out of the car. With a perfect taijutsu move, he took Rando, who was dragging Kamishiro Kiyokazu out, and heard a roar. The car exploded into a ball of flames.
Are there any micro bombs that are not available on the market?
Kamishiro Kiyokazu did not believe that a standard-sized bomb could escape the eyes of a former killer, former spy, and current agent.
Oda Sakunosuke raised his eyes and looked around: "There is no one nearby."
Lan Tang agreed: "Yeah."
He looked down at the young man who was holding him, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but suddenly paused.
The young man's pupils reflected the blazing firelight, but his expression was strangely indifferent. This indifference, like the firelight, could not be reflected in his eyes.
It's like being separated from the whole world.
Lan Tang was in a trance.
very familiar.
Did he...know such a person before?
"Call another car?"
Oda Sakunosuke asked his companions for their opinions.
"There's not much left, let's walk back."
Kamidai Qinghe expressed his stance.
They had just experienced an attack, but the expressions of the three of them had not changed much. For Mafia, this could only be regarded as an uneventful daily life with slight ups and downs.
"Oda-kun, Rando-kun, you have also seen that someone wants to kill me." The young man with black hair and black eyes laughed in his voice. He tossed a brightly colored fruit candy and said with a smile, "You are willing to transfer here.
Protect me? Please, please!"
"Is this the bodyguard's job?"
"Well, if the technique is OK, there is no need to kill people."
"I have no opinion."
Listening to the questions and answers from his colleagues and the young man, Lan Tang couldn't help but correct him, "This should be considered a promotion."
Oda Sakunosuke said "Ah": "Thank you Kawakami-san."
Kamishiro Kiyoka waved his hand: "You're welcome! Rando-kun also agreed, right?"
Lan Tang nodded.
Harvest!
Oda Sakunosuke is a serious bodyguard, and Rando, of course, should keep unrest under his nose.
Arriving at the Port Mafia headquarters building, I appointed two subordinates. Kiyowa Kamishiro left the report and follow-up work to the two of them as a matter of course, and walked briskly to the dormitory.
The game consoles and game discs on the shopping list should have arrived.
He can’t wait to enjoy the joy of unpacking the new game!
Arriving at the dormitory, the black-haired boy's happiness came to an abrupt end.
The door is open.
Hirotsu Yanami stood by the sofa with a slight embarrassment. On the sofa lay Osamu Dazai, who was playing his game. Dazai Osamu had the game CD in his hand all the way to the carpet that he had been thinking about.
All demolished.
Kamishiro Kiyowa: “…………”
The young master-to-be of Port Mafia walked into the dormitory with an expressionless face, picked up the Dazai without moving it, threw the new friend he liked so much during the day outside, and slammed the dormitory door cleanly.
There was a loud "bang" sound!
Sitting on the ground, feeling deafened, Dazai Osamu: "…………"