Dazaizhi did not sleep.

After Yiyi left, he was alone in the spacious room.

The bathroom was placed in the toothbrush and towels that was prepared in advance.

Strange feeling.

Dazai's back faced the moonlight, and the flexed knuckle against the cheekbones, suddenly couldn't help but smiled again.

Yiyi is obviously not good at other people's gratitude. Before walking, he left the phrase "if I knew you moved back to the kind of ghost place and threw you from the top of the building."

It is also cute to cover up the panic with anger.

Although he said that, he would probably be angry.

The thick book in his hand was slammed together, Dazai Zhi thought, stood up slowly, and pulled the coat on his shoulder.

I can't see a figure in the long corridor. The underground of the black -handed party of the port is a interrogation room full of sorrow and despair.

This is the hell built by Ozaki Hongye. The blood stains on the surrounding walls are mixed with urine, and the environment is rotten and dark.

Obviously, it was full of nice breath.

"Sister Hongye." When pushing away a door, Dazai gave his head politely.

Ozaki Hongye smiled, and it was not surprising to his appearance: "I am the first time I saw you so concerned about a prisoner."

Useful intelligence has long been pried in the torture of Dazai personally in the first three times. In theory, he should not appear here.

"I'm here to take a walk." Dazai Zhi said, "Because I can't sleep, but I will be scolded if I want to disturb Yiyi."

Ozaki Hongye did not believe that he was worried about what he would be scolded, but he heard a bit of showing off from it: "Yiyi set up a room for you, I know."

Dazai Zhi: "?"

Ozaki Hongye: "Regarding the child's affairs, you just need to look at the forum to know how fast it is passed."

Including Zhongyou's back, it is simply that the two parties will see the extent that they will be executed as traitors.

Relying on anonymous, the timid subordinates stood up one by one.

"Hey." Dazai's eyes flickered slightly, "You Yiyi is really popular."

Akazaki red leaf bent the corner of the lips and covered half of her face with her sleeves: "Ah, this is exactly the child's charm?"

Mr. Mori doesn't think so.

Almost all of Dazaichi can imagine who has insomnia who has insomnia tonight.

He shrugged indifferently and shifted the topic: "Where is Q Jun?"

As soon as Dazai's words fell, Meng Ye, who was holding the doll, immediately revealed a head out of the interrogation room.

Although the last second was still angry, because I couldn't sleep, I stepped on the interrogation room half -dead men, but when I saw Dazaiji, I was afraid that Mengye Jiuzuo, who was targeted, said immediately: "I have been in this day in this day. Work hard. "

"Really." Dazai Zhi stopped, put his hands in his pocket, and looked at him with high hands, "So what did you ask?"

Meng Ye Jiuzuo choked, holding his doll's hand tightened: "You Yiyi has a good relationship with a person who is called Qinjiu ..."

Isn't that all nonsense.

Still completely unreliable kind of crap.

Dazai Osamu lowered his eyes and looked a little indifferent: "Q-kun."

"..."

"It's going to make me very distressed that you're relying on Yuichi's favor to go on forever."

Meng Ye Jiuzuo pursed his lips in grievance: "No, I haven't seen Yuichi for several days."

If Yuichi was here, he would at least take him out to play.

When he was only Dazai, Yumeno Hisakusaku's life was surrounded by intimidation and oppression.

Yumeno Kusaku, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, couldn't help but kicked the broken man behind him with both feet: "It's all you, it's all your fault—"

Dazai Osamu watched all this indifferently, did not stop him, just complained to Ozaki Momiji beside him: "That's why I don't want to accept this troublesome guy as my subordinate."

Ozaki Momiji chuckled: "At least you have called him a subordinate."

All the port mafia, except for Dazai and Yuichi, are probably afraid of Yumeno Hisakusuke's existence.

His ability is special, and if he is not careful, it will bring a heavy blow to the port mafia again.

But what surprised Ozaki Momiji is that even though Dazai and Yuichi left the port mafia at the same time recently, Yumeno Hisakusaku did not design others to hurt himself as before, so as to create disasters one after another.

Of course, Akutagawa, who was in charge of taking care of Yumeno Kusaku during this period, was emitting cold air all over his body.

Akutagawa, who didn't want to worry about Yumeno's life and death at all, could only numb himself by constantly playing "This is the order of Dazai-sama and Takigawa-sama" in his head.

"I just haven't found a chance to throw him away yet." Dazai Osamu said mercilessly.

Ozaki Hongye seemed to understand something, she raised her eyebrows and said with interest: "That's why you haven't stopped him until now?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai replied flatly, "When Mr. Q beats Mr. Rum to death, I can teach him a good lesson on the grounds that he ruined my plan."

Yumeno Kusaku paused for a moment.

"Devil! Dazai Devil!" he grunted, and like a small animal, he quickly found a cover to hide.

Only this reaction is not bad.

Dazai Osamu glanced at him lightly.

In the case of Akutagawa, facing an invincible enemy, he didn't even learn how to put his sword in its scabbard.

So annoying.

When Dazai Osamu crouched down and pulled his hand out of his pocket, a black gun was already loaded.

He tapped the head of the man hanging by the chains with the cold muzzle: "I didn't allow you to sleep for so long, Mr. Rum."

Rum moved slowly, and smiled mockingly when he raised his head: "That's all you have?"

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Osamu Dazai said, "I didn't come to chat with you, it's just that I have to do some things to feel at ease."

Dazai Osamu has never had a failed case of torture, and most of the time he doesn't even need an answer from the person being interrogated.

The teenager just needs to stand here, throw rhetorical questions leisurely, and then observe the subtle changes in the other party's expressions to get the answer.

Therefore, rum has no use value.

Things that have no use value can only go to the waste recycling station.

"This is a revolver with only one bullet in it." Osamu Dazai's voice was soft, but his eyes were very deep, "Let's play a game, Rum-kun? If you haven't died in the first shot, I will Get you out of here."

Rum narrowed his eyes and looked suspiciously at Osamu Dazai in front of him.

[The guy born for the darkness] - This is the evaluation of Dazai Osamu within their organization.

"You think I'll believe your nonsense?" Rum laughed disdainfully in a hoarse voice.

"Then there is no way." Dazai Osamu said so, and opened the magazine in front of Rum.

There was indeed only one bullet in it.

Rum was stunned, and before he could speak, Osamu Dazai's cold voice rang out here.

"Come here to prove your worth, Q."

A furry head stuck out, and Yumeno Hisakusaku's face was full of anticipation, as if he didn't expect such a good thing.

Dazai Osamu stood up: "You can still kill him, right?"

The next second the doll was torn apart, along with screams and blood flowing from his facial features, Yumeno Hisakusaku held his face happily.

"Hehe." The boy's face flushed and he smiled innocently.

Dazai Osamu didn't want to care about his bad taste, and after confirming that the other party was dead, he raised his legs and prepared to leave.

Ozaki Hongye smiled and closed his eyes: "Dazai, if he agrees to the game, are you really going to let him go?"

"I keep my word." Dazai Osamu said lightly, snapping his fingers.

Outside the door of the interrogation room, a group of mafia armed with submachine guns lifted their fighting status.

Get him out of here, not out of the port mafia.

Ozaki Momiji smiled and said, "You rarely played such word games before."

Dazai Osamu was more afraid of trouble than ordinary people. If he wanted to kill someone, he would simply kill him with a single shot.

"Is it because he attacked Yuichi?" Ozaki Momiji asked.

Dazai Osamu answered this question directly, but replied "who knows" perfunctorily.

From the moment Rum knew that Yuichi was Spinita, Osamu Dazai had no intention of letting him live in this world.

However, the reason for doing such a troublesome thing is probably to express anger at the escaped Bai Lanjun.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, and once again thought of the boy who lost his life on his knees in the sushi restaurant at that time.

to shatter.

But that's okay.

He will put Yuyi back piece by piece.

Ten o'clock in the evening, Tokyo, Shibuya.

"Takigawa-sama, are you sure you can do it?"

The black car stopped, and the man in black sitting in the cab looked up worriedly and looked at the teenager in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Takigawa Yuichi gave a soft "um" and fastened the cufflinks of his suit. His drooping eyebrows are delicate, the black fabric outlines a slender waistline, and a sapphire brooch is pinned to his chest, making the handkerchief used for embellishment more conspicuous.

This is a simple stealth mission.

Approaching the man named [Sato Hideonaka], intercepted the information about various underground organizations undercover in the public security in his hand, and then retreated.

Although Yuichi Takigawa doubts the authenticity of this information, since the task has been handed over to him, let's take a look at it first.

"So ruthless, Yuichi."

The music in the club was deafening, and when Yuichi Takigawa avoided the crowd of people on the dance floor and walked into the booth, Osamu Dazai's voice came from the side.

"Are you going to ignore me all the time?"

Takigawa Yu glanced at him: "So have you reflected on it?"

Dazai Osamu innocently held his cheeks and answered quickly, "No."

Ha, sin.

As soon as Takigawa Yu looked back, thinking of what happened this morning gave him a headache.

Dazai's room was next to him, and there was a three-meter distance between the terrace and the terrace.

Although don't know how Dazai jumped over, he quietly pried the lock of his floor-to-ceiling window, but when Takigawa Yuyi opened his eyes and saw the familiar face crouching beside him, the fragile root in his mind The nerve seemed to be snapped.

What a joke, is he going to live in fear of being assassinated by Dazai in the future?

Takigawa Yuichi took a deep breath.

Forget it, tasks, tasks are important.

Thinking of this, the young man slowly moved his pupils to the end of his eyes, his index finger pressed Dazai's tie, and tugged it down.

"It's more like a target," he commented.

According to the port mafia informant, [Sato Hideonaka] likes beautiful children.

Dazai Osamu is beautiful, no doubt about that.

"I thought Yuichi even wanted to fight with me." Dazai Osamu said lightly, glanced at the fingers that fell on his tie, and said something, "It's not a good thing to have a strong will to win."

Takigawa Yuichi: "..."

Can't, everyone can't know about the fight he lost with the Central Plains at once.

"Drink your wine." Takigawa Yuichi, who was so embarrassed, shoved the wine glass in front of him into Dazai's hand.

Osamu Dazai: "This is Yakult."

Yuichi Takigawa: "I added alcohol, are you a dog nose?"

Dazai Osamu: "Even if it's Yuichi, I'll be angry if you compare me to that nasty creature."

Takigawa Yuichi grasped the point: "You hate dogs?"

Dazai Oji wilted: "Ah, although I hate it, even if you bring a bunch back and put them in my office, I won't be angry."

"..." Boring.

Yu Takigawa looked back, lamenting the failure of another plan.

He held his chin lazily and looked at the people who were still surrounded by the multi-colored rotating lights above their heads, feeling that it was not the right time to wait like this.

"I'll go to the left, you're right here." Yuichi Takigawa said and stood up.

If he is [Sato Hidetaka], the choice of hunting venue is obviously...

Takigawa Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the dance floor in the center.

It's impossible to dance, so watch first...

Wait, that wouldn't be a tie, would it?

Yu Takigawa, who unexpectedly saw an acquaintance on the stairs leading to the second floor, was shocked. Before he could think about why, he saw Kenji Hagihara trying to get rid of the embarrassing situation in a circle of women in the distance.

Saying so.

Takigawa Yuichi leaned against the wall, his sharp gaze carefully swept over every face.

In addition to Jinhei and Kenji, there are three plainclothes police officers.

Did the police also get the news?

This is not good, he has to finish the task earlier than them.

The heel of his shoe against the wall landed, and Takigawa Yu stood up straight and took a random glass of wine from the passing bartender's plate.

However, it was such an action that Matsuda Jinhei, who had occupied the high ground, noticed him.

Mr. Inspector looked even more shocked than he was.

Takigawa Yu was silent for a while, and was about to make a mouth shape, but his vision was blocked by the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Dressed in a suit, the tie was Keaton's bespoke, and the jewel-encrusted lapel was worth a fortune.

"Little brother, would you like to chat?" The man smiled gently.

It's a pity that he has a different face than Sato Hideo.

Takigawa Yuichi raised his eyes coldly: "I'm not free, I'm expensive."

The man looked at his dress and didn't feel offended at all, but continued to ask a gentleman, "How expensive is it?"

"I don't know, fifty million." Yuichi Takigawa said.

"Then I will pay 100 million."

Takigawa Yuichi's footsteps stopped, and he looked at this fool with a lot of money in disbelief.

"Just a drink, my friend is there too."

Following the man's gaze, Yuichi Takigawa saw the figure of Hideaka Sato.

It turns out that fools play with fools.

A door card was shoved into his hand, and Yuichi Takigawa was very happy in this transaction, saying that he would go to the room later.

After the other party left, Yuichi Takigawa passed through the crowd and grabbed Osamu Dazai who was in the other direction.

"I've found someone," he said excitedly, his eyes sparkling.

Dazai Osamu suddenly had a bad premonition.

Even if you beat him, you don't have to be so happy, right?

It turns out that Osamu Dazai's hunch was correct 99 percent of the time.

Because in the next second, the teenager said proudly:

"I sold myself."

"I'm actually worth a hundred million."