It is impossible to return to Yokohama in advance. You must wait until the last day.
On the seventh day of the trip, the purchasing agent delivered a newly released game disc for Kamidai Kiyokazu and Dazai Osamu to spend time. Oda Sakunosuke asked Amuro Toru how to make a sandwich. After being patiently taught for half a day, he couldn't make it and
Amuro Toru's product is equally delicious, but it's also 60 or 70% stained.
That night.
The cherry blossom viewing team said goodbye to the tour guide, took the souvenir, and got on the Shinkansen back to Yokohama.
The next day.
Port mafia chief's office.
When Ogai Mori clocked in, he saw the leader at the desk in the center as expected.
It was not yet time to go to work, and the young leader was communicating with his pet.
"quack!"
[Master, good morning! I miss you so much!]
"I miss you as well."
"quack!"
[The dark circles have been relatively peaceful these days. When he went out, I asked my friends to follow him. He didn’t do much except go to the izakaya. I didn’t see him meeting the calico cat either.]
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Qi."
"quack!"
[Also, Lan Tang’s amount of exercise is really too little. He won’t have muscle atrophy, right?]
"...Probably not?"
I have never heard of a transcendent person with muscle atrophy.
After posting with Xiao Qi, this freedom-loving crow flew away. It saw the owner's "privately speaking" gesture and prepared to wait in the owner's bedroom at night.
It's time to go to work.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu nodded from time to time while listening to the report from intelligence chief Ozaki Momiji.
Before the vacation, he specially handled a batch of business and predicted the changes in the next week through the exchange of intelligence.
As he expected, the seven days away did not have any impact on the port mafia. After all, the leader's departure and return were silent.
——For non-powerful members.
The vast majority of Port Mafia members are not even qualified to meet the leader, and they are even less likely to know that the leader has just returned from vacation. Their information channels are the same as those of the outside world, that is, they stay in the stage of Seiwa Kawakami with black hair and black eyes, and often go in and out of the leader's office.
, and the senior officials who were summoned occasionally, they knew better than the former that the color of the leader's eyes was actually amber, and only the core...
etc.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu couldn't help but glance at Mori Ogai.
Did he forget to tell Mr. Mori his real last name?
--never mind.
——It’s harmless.
——I don’t use the normal address anyway.
During these seven days, Ozaki Momiji has contacted one of the congressmen on the list. The other party's attitude is currently very wavering. She plans to try again for a while. If it doesn't work, she will try the next one and reach some other agreements with this one.
cooperation to prevent the other party from overthinking the problem;
And Mori Ogai's progress...
Unsurprisingly, his lobbying was blocked by the farming chief with a tepid response.
Although Kamishiro Kiyokazu knew that this cooperation would be successful in the end, wouldn't it be unnatural if the Special Branch agreed too quickly?
Of course, we have to follow the procedures and do "three visits to the thatched cottage" and "seven escapes and seven movements"...
Did he use the wrong Chinese again?
In short, that's what it means. You have to go through several rounds of testing each other, and the conditions have to be negotiated bit by bit. After going through many difficulties and dangers, what you get is the true scripture. - Just find something for Mr. Mori to do.
Unlike Rando who has a thermos cup on his desk, and as long as it is warm, the years will be peaceful, Mori Ogai is probably in the golden age of a man, and is not satisfied with mediocrity, nor can he accept that the organization he works for is willing to be mediocre.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu looked at another document from Morio Diplomacy about the conflict between gss and port mafia. It seemed to be a smooth description, but in fact it encouraged him to engage in the other party's affairs. He calmly turned over it.
The leader is not your puppet, Mori-kun.
I'm anxious to kill you.
Mori Ogai obviously would not show any flaws because of such a small setback. He looked like a gentle teacher and asked during the intermission: "Chief, where is Dazai-kun?"
"ah."
Speaking of this, Kamishiro Kiyowa's expression was a little subtle, "He is in an underground prison."
...test his cooking skills.
Dazai Neko seems to be able to cook ordinary dishes.
On the seventh day of the trip, under the gaze of his companions who were as if they were facing an enemy, the young boy with bright eyes tried boiled eggs. Since no one was willing to try them, the boiled eggs were fed to stray dogs on the roadside.
At least the stray dog didn't show anything wrong until they came back.
The follow-up observation will be left to Furitani-senpai.
Hmm.
Fukitani-senpai seems to be very fond of dogs.
Now back at the Port Mafia, the underground prison has a large reserve population, and some people are trying to eat. Dazai Osamu's interest in cooking suddenly exploded, and he even lured Oda Sakunosuke away, hoping to learn Amuro Toru's specialty sandwiches from him.
Hmm.
It's a good thing that Dazai Maomao is so lively, let him toss it around.
Odasaku will be watching.
Underground prison.
Ozaki Momiji stepped into this dark and humid place along the stairs.
The drifting white mist covered the solidified blood, but could not hide the smell at the tip of her nose. The woman in kimono frowned slightly as she looked at the torture team's cowering appearance.
Black Lizard has captured a new prisoner of the gss and thrown him into prison. She was about to come for interrogation. Logically speaking, the subordinates should have completed the preliminary work by this time, but looking at the way they all stayed outside the cell, it was unclear what happened.
.
The man in a black suit standing at the front said: "Commander Hongye, Dazai... Dazai-sama, he..."
grown ups?
Ozaki Momiji slightly raised her eyebrows.
The man in the black suit finally straightened his knotted tongue and said, "Master Dazai is currently interrogating, and there should be a result soon."
dark.
Endless darkness.
This was Ozaki Momiji’s first feeling when she stepped into the interrogation room.
The prisoners of the GSS were hung upside down, gasping for breath, and their heads and eyes were immersed in water. This was probably the arrangement of the torture team. Osamu Dazai was chatting with the prisoners of the GSS in this situation.
The bandaged boy was like a ghost floating in the world. His words analyzed people's hearts straightforwardly. He told the prisoner's life from a high position, looking down like a god. That kind of light malice echoed in the prison, and with the cold air
, pouring into human bone marrow.
Ozaki Momiji was sure that Osamu Dazai did not get the information about the GSS prisoners from her.
Because there are some things that even she doesn't know.
——As if seeing through people’s hearts.
...Is it because they are afraid of being seen through, so the torture team looks so sweaty?
The water is deeper.
Dazai Osamu lightly added a ladle of water to the bucket, submerging it just up to the prisoner's nose. Looking at the bubbles coming out of his breath, he smiled at Ozaki Momiji:
"Sister Hongye."
Ozaki Momiji nodded calmly, looked at Dazai Osamu, and then at Oda Sakunosuke, who was always silent, motioning for them to come out, and changed the torture team to go in.
I believe that with the help of Osamu Dazai, the efficiency of this interrogation will be extremely high.
Walkway paved with bluestone slabs.
Ozaki Momiji inquired: "Dazai, how do you know that?"
Dazai Osamu looked at her and smiled, his eyes showing no color, and asked knowingly, "Which ones are they?"
Not angry.
The child is naughty.
Ozaki Momiji said calmly: "About the private matter of the prisoner."
"Ah, those."
Osamu Dazai said boredly, "It's just simple reasoning."
Edogawa Ranpo is a detective, one of Toru Amuro's identities is a detective, and Kudo Shinichi's dream is to become a detective like Sherlock Holmes...
Detectives seem to be very popular.
Osamu Dazai became interested in this. He ran to the underground prison, handed over the boiled eggs and sandwiches to the mafia here, and asked them to provide them to the meals of different prisoners, and the experiment began.
Although he only read the first volume of "Sherlock Holmes" temporarily, there is no doubt about Osamu Dazai's intelligence. When faced with the prisoner of the GSS whom he met for the first time, Osamu Dazai only used the other's clothes and accessories, the condition of his skin, and the calluses on his hands.
Information such as fallen leaves and soil on the soles of shoes, coupled with appropriate associations and speculations, made those words seem to have insight into everything, making the prisoner's spirit fall into a trance.
No challenge at all.
Hmm.
Maybe because this is a prisoner of gss?
The mercenary's muscles grew too much, squeezing the space for brain development.
Walking out of the underground prison was like returning from hell to the human world. Osamu Dazai stood in the corridor with eyes soaked in his eyes and asked suddenly: "Odasaku, are you afraid of me?"
"?"
Oda Sakunosuke looked confused.
"Ah, it's nothing." Osamu Dazai tilted his head and raised his eyes, "Odasaku really doesn't understand."
——He could feel that for a moment, Sister Hongye was on guard.
——He obviously came to help with good intentions.
The conversation with Qinghe after the succession ceremony sounded in my ears again, "Expressing friendship within the other party's understanding"...?
He won't do that.
If you can't accept creating contrast, then you can't do it.
"What's wrong?"
When Kamishiro Kiyokazu returned to the dormitory, he saw a Dazai cat who was in a bad mood.
Although it doesn't look any different, I press the phone's keyboard a little harder than usual, and the corners of my mouth are lowered by two pixels.
A qualified shit shoveler will naturally come forward to comfort you as soon as possible.
Kamidai Kiyokazu sat next to Dazai Osamu and waited patiently for him to end the game. When the page popped up with the winner, he asked again, "What's wrong?"
He thought for a moment, "What happened in the underground prison?"
"fine."
Dazai Osamu evaded the important and took the easy, "I helped Sister Hongye interrogate a prisoner today."
“Awesome!”
Kamidai Kiyowa boasted happily, and then said: "What else is there?"
The amber eyes were full of soft light. Osamu Dazai moved his lips and finally said: "It's something I don't want to tell you."
He pushed his friend and said, "Go and rest. There must be a lot of work today."
——The first day back after vacation.
——Everyone who understands understands.
Kamishiro Kiyokazu said worriedly: "Is everything really okay?"
Dazai Osamu couldn't bear it and increased his strength, "Quickly, go to sleep!"
"I don't."
Kamishiro Kiyokazu said: "Unless you smile."
Osamu Dazai: "..."
"Smile?"
Kamidai Kiyokazu insists, "The kind that comes from the heart."
The black-haired boy pretended to be disappointed, "Can't you even look at me and laugh?"
He immediately began to think deeply, "It seems that something really serious has happened..."
"Bang."
The sound of a door closing.
Dazai Osamu couldn't bear it anymore and went back to his room.
Kamidai Kiyawa laughed.
He also returned to the bedroom, where Xiao Qi was already waiting.
——It’s time to put it on the agenda, Zhongyuan Zhongye, the King of Sheep.
——As the leader of the port mafia, if he went to Leibo Street specifically, he would be caught by someone who was interested, but if he was Xiaoqi, it would be different.