[Comprehensive] Hong Kong black acquisition plan

The streets of Yokohama are still busy with people coming and going. In the outdoor area of ​​the cafe with sun umbrellas on the street, customers in twos and threes are leisurely drinking afternoon tea to pass the time.

The refreshing breeze gently brushed the cheeks and moved the hair beside the ears, and the refreshing and bright afternoon sun seemed to cast a thin layer of gold on the city.Everyone had peaceful smiles on their faces, even the classical music played in the coffee shop was peaceful.

All is well, all is going to be all right.

"A day suitable for suicide."

Osamu Dazai sat by the glass window and just finished his brunch when the waiter brought him a cup of hot coffee.

"Let me see."

The slender white fingers pulled out the information about the case that had just been used as an excuse to take it from the file bag. There were no characters or clues, only a piece of case background information and a monitoring screen.

"..."

The deceased was a spy from another country who was killed at three in the morning the day before yesterday, and armed detective agencies had come into contact with such sensitive cases in the past.What silenced Osamu Dazai was not the death of the spy from metal poisoning or the loss of information on the spy, but the thin black and white photo.

The photo shows a back with a weak waist in a windbreaker. Even though the photo is black and white, Osamu Dazai can still imagine that the long hair scattered on the back of the person facing away from the camera will be dazzling golden, and her eyes will be dazzling green.

"Ding ~"

A bullet casing contained in the evidence bag fell out, and the white bullet casing was depicted with intricate and delicate crossed double flowers.

"Wow—"

Osamu Dazai's pupils constricted and his dazzling blond hair swayed slightly in the wind and then fell across the street. The fact that he had always felt full of doubts and didn't believe it made him hesitate in his steps.

"Clap~"

The mellow coffee was knocked over on the table, Osamu Dazai frantically took out his wallet and took a few ten thousand yuan banknotes, rolled up the documents and evidence just taken out on the table and rushed out.

"Dazai?"

Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu collided, and both of them saw the same disbelief in each other's eyes.

"Chuya? How long have you been following me?"

Even after meeting Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakahara, who were thought to have been dead for half a year, they still did not lose their minds.

"a street."

The blond woman in front didn't seem to notice the two tails hanging behind her, walking slowly on the street seemed to be full of curiosity about the surrounding shops.

"...not her."

Zhongyuan Zhong also said in a low voice with a sullen face,

"Her steps are wrong, that woman's steps are more reckless, she is more fearless than the person in front."

"She has a birthmark on her collarbone, does it match?"

"Ah, that's why I followed her instead of killing her."

Osamu Dazai and Nakahara have also realized that the people in front of them are leading them to a remote and deep alley. The alley in that area has three entrances and exits, which is a good place to ambush.

"Follow."

Zhong Yuan also nodded, and the two knew what to do without even making eye contact.In terms of ambush, is there anyone in Yokohama who is more powerful than the former "Double Black" of the Port Mafia?

"Da da da~"

"You've been with me all the way."

The blond woman stopped in her tracks and turned around. In the quiet alley, she could even hear the man with black hair and black hat in front of her breathing lightly.

"Are you surprised to see me?"

Nakahara Zhong also raised his hand and pressed his hat, feeling uncertain for the first time, although his throat was tight, he still pretended to be nonchalant,

"who are you?"

The blond woman smiled, and the only sunshine in the alley that was not blocked by tall buildings hit her like a spotlight.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, the first sentence is this, Zhong~?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also clenched his fists and looked at her fiercely,

"She never calls me that, who are you?"

"What do you think? Who am I?"

"What is your purpose in Yokohama under the name of "Savior"?"

Osamu Dazai walked out of the shadow of the dark alley to the left of the woman with a sullen face, waved the document bag in his hand and continued,

"Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to imitate the Mirufiore family's method of dealing with traitors?"

"..."

The woman looked at Osamu Dazai without saying a word, took a step to the right and said with a puzzled face,

"You don't believe me?"

Dazai shrugged his shoulders.

"Your behavior is indeed hard for us to believe."

"There's really nothing we can do about you."

The woman spread her hands helplessly and suddenly turned around and ran towards the only empty alley.

"Oh."

But Ango Sakaguchi, who was holding a gun in both hands, made her stop and raised her hands to surrender.

"I really didn't know there could be so many people hiding here."

Ango Sakaguchi said calmly,

"What's your purpose in pretending that Magneto appeared in Yokohama?"

The woman smiled and took a step towards Ango Sakaguchi,

"Do you dare to shoot? Do you dare to shoot me again?"

Ango Sakaguchi's hand holding the gun trembled slightly. He has not dared to shoot anyone since the "Tokyo Bay Incident".

"Sakaguchi, put the gun down. She's my prey."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped forward fiercely. The woman stepped forward and the ground sank immediately.

"Did you put the things on my desk?"

A trace of doubt flashed across the woman's deep green eyes, but it disappeared quickly and said with a smile,

"Did you like the gift I gave you?"

"...Isn't that you? Who the hell is that?"

There was a huge wave in Zhong Yuanzhong's heart. Could it be that she was really, no, impossible... But what if, no, no, what he saw with his own eyes was what he saw with his own eyes.

Reason and emotion are fighting, knowing that she is dead, but emotion tells myself that she put those things, she is still alive and has returned to Yokohama.

"Tai, Dazai, the dead cannot be resurrected, right?"

"...Yes, the dead cannot be brought back to life."

Chuya Nakahara suddenly raised his head and said happily to Osamu Dazai,

"But Dark Phoenix can modify reality, right? We've seen her power, she can bring the dead back to life!"

"Zhongye!"

Osamu Dazai said sternly to Chuya Nakahara, who was not in the right state,

"The dark phoenix has disappeared. Annabelle told me that no one in this world brings the dead back to life."

"Yeah...the dead don't come back to life."

The woman looked at Zhongyuan Zhongye's dazed appearance and moved her toes slightly, but the terrifying aura emerging from Zhongyuan Zhongye's body in the next second made her immediately dismiss the idea.

Oh Magneto, your little lover is formidable!

The woman rolled on the ground in embarrassment to avoid the oncoming stones. She watched the attack that pierced the ground she had just stood on with cold sweat behind her.

"Jesus! I really don't know what Magneto is looking for in you, to be so ruthless with this face."

The woman wiped the bleeding wound on her cheek and stood up. A thin layer of blue scales appeared from the top of her head and quickly faded down. The dazzling blond hair turned into a red body.

It is the accomplice of the mutants of Magneto who created the "Tokyo Bay Incident",

— Mystique.

"Oh, I just like how hard he is on me."

A familiar voice came from above. Both Osamu Dazai and Ango Sakaguchi stared dumbfounded at Annabella, who was wearing a windbreaker and a dress, gracefully landed in front of Mystique who almost fell out of her eyes with her hands in her pockets. .

"Ann, Anna Bellasan?!"

Annabella turned around and opened her hands to look at Osamu Dazai whose voice was trembling,

"Surprised~ I crawled back to the world from the depths of darkness again."

Mystique looked at her incredulously,

"You, you haven't died all this time?"

Ango Sakaguchi took off his glasses and wiped them with his sleeves in a panic, put them on and looked at Annabelle with a calm expression,

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost? It's impossible, you can't be alive, I shot that day with my own hands!"

As soon as Ango Sakaguchi's words fell, the gun she held tightly in her hand immediately lost control, and she turned around neatly, and the windbreaker drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Annabelle pinned her finger on the trigger precisely and aimed the muzzle at him black,

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, but I crawled back to the world from hell to seek revenge on you, Sakaguchi."

"......this is necessary."

Annabella narrowed her eyes at the unresisting Ango Sakaguchi and said unrulyly,

"Yeah, you deserve it."

"bump--!"

Before Osamu Dazai could react to the current situation, Annabella pulled the trigger without hesitation. The huge gunshot even made Mystique shake violently.

"Ding ~"

The bullet casing fell off the gun body and fell on the ground with a muffled sound, rolling to Osamu Dazai's feet. Annabella blew away the muzzle of the gun that was still smoking, bored,

"Now we're done."

Ango Sakaguchi opened his eyes with complicated emotions and looked at the bullet that stopped between his eyebrows,

"you......"

Annabella laughed like a successful prank and threw the gun back into Sakaguchi Ango's hand,

"Hahahahaha! Dazai, did you see that? Sakaguchi's expression just now, hahahahaha, I laughed so hard!"

"The prank was a great success!"

Osamu Dazai stepped forward to high-five Annabella, her palms were hot, she really didn't die!

And so many things happened, Annabelle even shot Ango Sakaguchi before Nakahara recovered from the state of his soul being out of body.

"You, you dead woman,"

Annabella smiled and nodded to Zhong Yuanzhong who was dry-mouthed and unable to say a whole sentence,

"Yes, yes, I put the presents on your office desk, and I personally selected the 22 boxes from color to wrapping paper."

Zhongyuan Zhong also strode up to her, lifted her collar and said loudly,

"What the hell is going on, and what did I see in Mirufiore!? Please explain it to me word by word!"

Annabelle put her hand on the exposed wrist of the irritable Zhong Yuan and smiled softly,

"Mr. Chuya, I am really back."

Her warm fingers were not as cold as he felt three months ago, her heart was beating, and her pulse indicated that her heart was beating in a healthy and regular manner.

"This is not a dream."

Annabella raised her hand and pinched his cheek, the pain, which was not painful, calmed his restlessness under the irritability one by one like a spring breeze.

It was true, she was still alive, she was standing in front of her, and she had really returned to her side.

"What exactly is going on?"