Takigawa Yuichi could actually open the handcuffs by himself.

It was not difficult for him to open the mechanism, but he had to hang it on his wrist, knocking on the table so that it made a crackling noise.

So when Matsuda Jinpei returned to the store, he saw such a childish scene.

He raised his eyebrows, and turned his face to look at the helpless Zhu Fu Jingguang: "Who messed with him again?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't answer this sentence, but just glanced at the scene on the street through the glass behind Songtian: "Is everything settled?"

"No." Matsuda Jinpei said, his black suit jacket was casually hanging on his hand, and the white shirt inside was neatly rolled up, "But I talked to the Megure Police Department on the phone, I want to check the surveillance first."

"Zero—" He looked very naturally.

"I'm entertaining guests." Toru Amuro put his hands on his hips, and turned his head happily when he heard this, "Let Yuu take you there."

Takigawa Yu was forced to stop accusing his subordinates of fleeing work. He knew where the monitoring room was, but he still frowned suspiciously: "Me?"

"You are better at this, aren't you?" Toru Amuro replied, obviously remembering the scores of each subject in the other party's police academy.

"Hey." Matsuda Jinhei was dissatisfied, "It seems that I am useless when you say that."

Toru Amuro raised his hands in surrender, and was about to speak when the young man cut in, "If it works, there should be a bomb in that car".

Matsuda Jinping: "..."

Toru Amuro: "..."

"I'll go and have a look." Zhu Fu Jingguang got up and said.

The atmosphere suddenly became a lot more serious, and the culprit was still biting the cake, and said vaguely: "I'm just kidding, there is a bomb/bomb that has already exploded/bombed, and it would be most appropriate for me to detonate it." .”

When Takigawa Yuichi said this, his figure obviously paused.

Matsuda Jinhei noticed that his eyes lit up, a bit like a little squirrel who found a pine cone.

But a righteous policeman will not be deceived by his appearance.

Almost at the same time as he got up, Matsuda Jinpei dragged him in ruthlessly: "Do not destroy the crime scene."

"I can't breathe." Takigawa Yuichi glanced at the tie that was being grabbed by him lightly, "Can you let go, this one is very expensive."

Jinpei Matsuda miraculously kept up with his logic: "Aren't you making a nine-figure salary every month?"

Takigawa Yuu blinked: "Oh! You saw it! How about it, do you want to change jobs?"

Even thinking about it is impossible.

Matsuda Jinping glanced at him: "Are you inviting me to be an undercover agent?"

"..."

Didn't all the useful police officers become undercover agents?

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it." Takigawa Yuyi was serious, and when he withdrew his attention, he suddenly realized that he had taken the wrong way.

In the empty bathroom, Matsuda Jinpei fell silent.

Takigawa Yuichi then fell silent.

wrong.

But it can be salvaged.

Matsuda Jinpei watched him consciously put on the other half of the glove hanging on his hand, and finally resisted the urge to hit his head and carry him away.

The curly-haired police officer just narrowed his blue eyes behind the sunglasses, and said the conclusion he had just observed.

"Takikawa, those on your neck..."

"The customer at the door did it, right?"

The leader was dragged out of sight, but Dazai did not respond.

According to Oda Saku's understanding of him——

No, Dazai may have done too many things.

"Odasaku." Just like now, Dazai asked him while holding his chin, looking at the spiked coffee in front of him, "Tell me, if I put a bomb in that car now, and then go to help... ..."

"Many people will give you two punches for the leader." Oda Sakunosuke stated expressionlessly.

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai frowned in distress, and nodded with his fingers resting on his face, but he involuntarily looked out of the window from the corner of his eye.

The police who received the report had already rushed over, the yellow cordon was pulled up, and Toru Amuro, one of the witnesses, was called to take notes in cooperation.

Soon it will be their turn.

Osamu Dazai didn't want to cooperate at all.

"It's so hard to coax, Yuichi."

Odasaku heard him complaining.

"Isn't there something wrong with your way of thinking?" Oda Sakunosuke glanced at him, "Besides, the leader doesn't seem very angry—provided you don't blow up these policemen."

That's the problem.

Of course Osamu Dazai knew that this was unnecessary.

He was just the same as before, thinking that the people Yuichi knew before were just a bunch of troubles.

An eyesore.

Especially after seeing their tacit understanding and getting along with each other.

There is a kind of...

"It is impossible for the leader to go back to being a policeman."

Odasaku spoke, interrupting his train of thought.

"And compared to this... Dazai."

"Um?"

"I have a bad feeling."

[Seamless Clothes] can predict what will happen in the next few seconds, usually sudden attacks such as sniping and explosions.

Obviously, the car accident was just a cover.

The purpose is to keep him here, and then——

"Get down!"

The first bullet pierced the thigh of a police officer who was blocking the line of sight. No one expected the attack, but the experienced police department of Megure quickly reacted and gave a signal quickly.

"Looks like there's someone who doesn't want Sumiyoshi to get up more than I do."

The prosperity of an organization represents the loss of the interests of other organizations.

If Osamu Dazai, who was in charge of the negotiation, died, even if he knew the truth, the port mafia would definitely place the blame on Sumiyoshikai.

Osamu Dazai understood the reason, but he had absolutely no intention of hiding.

The second bullet came towards his chest, but lost its force the moment it touched him.

Oda Sakunosuke watched him calmly bend down to pick up the bullets that fell at his feet: "The cloak of Emperor Vongola I?"

"It's just the same material." Osamu Dazai said, studying the markings on the bullet, "Yuichi gave it to me."

Oda Sakunosuke thought about it, and vaguely remembered that Ango Sakaguchi mentioned it to him.

"The leader really likes you."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai turned his head.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't look at him, but simply commented.

"This is not something that can be bought simply with money."

The wealth of the mafia is inexhaustible, and once such products enter the market, it is bound to cause disaster.

"It's like you were worried about Takigawa's death." Oda Sakunosuke said, and glanced at their leader who came out of the monitoring room, "Among you, the one who is more worried about the other party is..."

The enemy who reacted quickly used the third bullet.

The difference from before is that this time it came directly towards Osamu Dazai's neck.

The red gem and metal collided in the air, subtly changing the direction of the shot.

Takigawa Yuichi felt a little heartbroken about his damaged wealth, but in the end he came over slowly: "It's okay, you two..."

The rest of the words were interrupted by a hand passing through his waist suddenly. Dazai Osamu's strength was very light, but the touch of his palm seemed to stir up an electric current.

Takigawa Yuu froze for a moment, and by the time he realized it, he had already sat on the opponent's lap.

"What's this called?" Takigawa Yuichi lowered his head and embraced his arm, "Revenge for kindness?"

"I will pay you."

The silver hair close to the boy's neck was as light as feathers, and Osamu Dazai rested his chin on the top of his hair, and smiled softly.

Takigawa Yuichi was rubbed by him, and he had the illusion of being entangled by a big cat.

"Let go." He frowned, "I always find it weird that you use this face."

"It's too much——" Osamu Dazai dragged his tone lazily, "This is a disguise I specially made to meet Yuichi."

Takigawa Yuichi was silent, and heard the sound of a helicopter outside.

"Is there any use?"

It was completely discovered.

Takigawa Yuichi raised his hand and took off the mask used by the other party for disguise.

Under the light of dusk, Dazai Osamu's demagogic face was revealed.

"Useless."

Osamu Dazai said with the corners of his lips bent, he snapped his fingers slowly, and the untied handcuffs on the youth's wrists were reflected in his kite-colored pupils.

"But I'm happy now."

Takigawa Yuichi couldn't keep up with his thinking, so he could only turn his head to talk to Odasaku: "Is his brain broken?"

It's always been pretty bad.

Oda Sakunosuke answered in his heart.

But that's not the point.

The nearby residents were evacuated in an orderly manner under the command of the police. Oda Sakunosuke watched all this quietly, but asked, "Aren't you going to help?"

Takigawa Yuu stood up, twisted his sore wrist, and was a little surprised when he heard this: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Because this may be the last time you will work with them."

It seems very reasonable.

Takigawa Yuichi's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes fell on Toru Amuro who grabbed the helicopter's landing gear and climbed into the cockpit in the rapid airflow.

Matsuda Jinpei took a shortcut, didn't know whose car was driving, and quickly approached the bottom of the helicopter with one foot of the accelerator.

The black car was speeding under the setting sun. Kenji Hagiwara climbed out of the sunroof and calmly pulled the trigger, showing a vigorous smile.

At the same time that Zhu Fu Jingguang's bullet penetrated the sniper's head, Hagiwara Kenji's bullet also hit the helicopter's main rotor.

Takigawa Yuichi could almost foresee the outcome of this battle.

"I don't want to take credit from others." Takigawa Yuichi said, but he didn't look back.

He stared at the golden figure and grabbed a stunned person and jumped off, landing accurately on the top of the car.

【"Falling Valley Zero."】

【"Matsuda Jinpei."】

【"Hagiwara Kenji."】

【"Zhu Fu Jingguang."】

【"Ida Airline."】

【"Report! All members of the Onizuka class...Wait, where's Yuuichi?"】

【"..."】

【"Takigawa——! Your kid is sleeping in the morning for me again!"】

Accompanied by Onizuka's instructor's roar, Takigawa Yuichi was pulled out of the quilt.

He was sleepy and didn't know what happened, but when he turned around, he saw his companion in police uniform holding his belly and laughing under the sun.

"Besides, when the police arrest criminals, they don't need the help of the Mafia." Takigawa Yuichi followed along, grabbing the collar of the unconscious task target in the corner of the coffee shop.

"Obviously not a person with supernatural powers, and no superpowers..."

"It's really less afraid of death than I am."

The young man smiled easily when he said this.

He clearly knew that he grew up by imitating the five of them.

Now that things have happened, he can vaguely understand the meaning of some squad leader Date's father kneeling and hugging him in the convenience store.

Becoming a police officer is a good choice.

But Takigawa Yuichi couldn't imagine kneeling for a stranger at all.

He didn't care about their deaths at all.

The head was pressed at this moment.

Dazai approached him, put his other hand in the windbreaker pocket: "There will be other friends, Yuichi."

Takigawa Yuu thought for a while.

"Are you comforting me?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"……No."

Takigawa Yuu stepped forward, and they left through the back door amid cheers of victory.

The young man's expression didn't change in any way, he just took one step at a time, letting the rolling clouds in the sky lengthen his shadow.

It's hard to make friends.

When the car door opened, Takigawa Yuichi thought so.

When fighting, you have to be restrained, you can't scare Masaichi and Ango, and you can't get hurt casually, otherwise there will always be a dangerous aura coming from Chuya and Hongye...

Takikawa Yuu counted one by one, the more he counted, the more troublesome he felt.

So he raised his hand and pulled off the sleeve of the boy beside him before getting into the car.

"Dazai."

Takigawa Yuichi came to a conclusion, and opened his lips seriously when Osamu Dazai turned his head.

"I don't want new friends."

"……is it not OK?"

Osamu Dazai was taken aback for a moment, seeing him tilt his head in confusion, he couldn't help laughing while clutching his stomach.

"You don't need to ask me about such things, Yuichi."

Dazai Osamu's tone was slow, and the rays of the sun illuminated his eyes, softening the iris color.

"Because no matter who Yuichi chooses as a friend, I will try to get along well."

The boy's gaze was impartial, and it happened to fall into those light purple eyes.

It wasn't like something Dazai could say.

Takigawa Yuichi was curious: "Then Bailan—"

"Can't."

"Chung Ye?"

"I'm going to throw up with nausea."

"..." Takigawa Yuichi remained silent, fearing that it would affect him, he subconsciously moved towards the window.

Time passed minute by minute, and when day and night alternated, the young man blinked sleepily.

Osamu Dazai watched him move back towards him, then automatically found a suitable position, and fell asleep with his legs on his pillow.

The boy made a funny nasal sound, and made a gesture of silence when the subordinate who was driving worriedly looked through the rearview mirror.

Apparently he was the one who slept in a closet or on the floor because he was worried about being assassinated.

Osamu Dazai touched his forehead with his hand.

I have a fever again.

Sure enough, if he wasn't around, Youyi wouldn't take medicine at all.

Distressing.

Simply send the other self to negotiate.

Why can't people learn the avatar technique?