Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

While Izumi Ren was desperately thinking about how to win over his lover, Saiki Kusuo sighed helplessly.

"You didn't come here to waste my time, did you? I have to go back quickly."

"Ah, that's right." After mentioning this, He Quanlian remembered his purpose for coming here today.

"You really caused me a lot of trouble during the day." Hequanlian couldn't help but glared at Qimu Kusuo, "Didn't you say you won't cause trouble!"

"I just experienced the life of the mafia in an ordinary way." Saiki Kusuo replied convincingly, "In the final analysis, you are too disappointing to attract so many onlookers."

"...That's really sorry." He Quanlian desperately suppressed the anger in her chest, and turned her head away coldly, "I don't have as many superpowers as you do."

"Tsk." He suddenly lowered his voice and whispered, "Sure enough, Qi Mu from another world is better."

"Hey, I can hear you." Saiki Kusuo gave him a cool look.

He Quanlian was silent, although the two Qi Mu's personalities were quite similar, but this Qi Mu felt a little more proud and arrogant, compared to the low-key Qi Mu opposite, it was simply too much trouble.

If possible, He Quanlian would prefer to deal with another Qi Mu.

"I have already helped you deal with the aftermath." Saiki Kusuo explained in a bad tone, "I used mind control to change everyone's perception of you as early as after I left, so there is no complaint."

Apparently he doesn't like Izumi Ren comparing him to himself in the parallel world.

It's no wonder that everyone is unique, and comparing each other will only make one party break the balance.

"Really!" He Quanlian breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and he stopped complaining immediately, the anger in his heart was swept away, and he even patted Saiki Kusuo on the shoulder with ease. He laughed: "I said it earlier, thank you so much, as long as this matter is suppressed, there is nothing to worry about."

Saiki Kusuo looked at him speechlessly, almost rolled his eyes.

The character of this man is so troublesome.

"But you came just in time, I forgot to give you this thing."

The friction between the two disappeared almost instantly, Saiki Kusuo touched his hand from his pocket, and then handed Izumi Ren a ring.

This ring is orange in color and has feather decorations on both sides. Both its shape and color are very familiar.

He Quanlian was surprised: "Could it be?!"

"What you asked me to do. I took it back afterwards." Saiki Kusuo said succinctly: "After all, the fake ring was secretly replaced, and the real ring must be recycled, right?"

This is what Hequanlian specifically told Saiki Kusuo to do. While rescuing Nakahara Chuya, he also exchanged the fake ring with the real ring in Bailan's hand, so that Bailan could not use the ability of the ring, thus delaying their escape. time.

Originally, He Quanlian only planned this way.

But what he didn't expect was that Saiki Kusuo actually hid the real ring when exchanging the rings, and now it's handed over to him.

"It's useless for me to hold it, I'll leave it to you." He said lightly, not interested in the ability of this ring at all.

So He Quanlian took it from his palm, staring at the beautiful ring in his hand in a daze.

Could it be that as long as he keeps holding this ring, Bai Lan will no longer be able to use his abilities?

While jumping in the air, he bowed his head in thought.

However, he was so focused that he didn't notice that when he jumped around the gap on the side of the high-rise building in mid-air, a bright flame suddenly shot out from a dead corner.

The flame was more dazzling than the sun's light, and clearer than the moonlight, and its appearance without impurities seemed to be very similar to the flame released by Bailan.

He Quanlian was caught off guard and collided with the other party, neither of them could control the inertia.

It's just that the person was able to float steadily in the air with the mediation of the flame, and He Quanlian quickly stepped on the air with his toes, and he managed to maintain his balance.

But the ring in He Quanlian's hand, which was scrutinized carefully, reflected a halo in the night sky, and fell straight down.

"Wait!" He Quanlian's eyes were full of the appearance of the ring falling, his heart was suspended for a moment, and he was about to chase after it in a hurry.

But one step faster than him was the orange flame, which burst into flames in the air and flew towards the ring.

She actually firmly connected the ring in the palm of her hand.

He Quanlian chased after him a step behind, and when the man turned his head, he finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

This is a young man in his twenties, with brown hair, handsome and gentle appearance, and the beautiful golden glittering in his eyes seems to burst out with the same color as the flame.

He was wearing a suit with a tie around his collar, and with a slight smile on his lips, he nodded to Izumi Ren: "Sorry, are you not hurt?"

When Hequanlian looked up, he could just see the small golden characters flashing above his head: Sawada Tsunayoshi.

After the Armed Detective Agency, this is another target person who Izumi Ren can steal treasures from.

Hequanlian's eyes only stayed on the name for a few seconds, and immediately took the precious ring from Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand. Since Sawada Tsunayoshi and Bai Lan have the same flame, the two may have some connection, Bai Lan's The ring cannot be seen by Tsunayoshi Sawada!

He snatched the ring very eagerly, which made Sawada Tsunayoshi slightly startled, and He Quanlian also casually threw the ring to the system, which made a slight arc: "Thank you, you have helped me a lot."

"It was originally my fault." Tsunayoshi Sawada's complexion quickly returned to normal. He was very discerning and didn't ask what He Quanlian did just now, and smiled with his eyes bent, "But your outfit is very distinctive. Is this a kind of cosplay?"

He looked up and down He Quanlian's evening dress with interest, his eyes filled with amazement.

"Of course not." Responding to the adjective that directly lowered her compulsion, Hequanlian's brows trembled slightly, and immediately showed the temperament of Moon Shadow Mask, and flung the cloak very handsomely, "My name is Moon Shadow Mask , is a strange thief."

"Phantom thief..." Sawada Tsunayoshi was stunned for a moment, "Is it a thief?"

"It's completely different from a thief." He Quanlian explained decisively, "A thief makes a living by stealing anything of value, while a strange thief steals not ordinary things."

Tying him together with the thief was like stabbing He Quanlian's self-esteem.

So, he suddenly drew closer to Sawada Tsunayoshi, the corners of his lips curved gracefully, and he stretched his arms straight to Sawada Tsunayoshi's chest.

"The strange thief stole..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's golden eyes seemed to reveal depths in an instant, but he meekly maintained his current movements, never taking a step.

But He Quanlian's finger tapped lightly on his chest, and when he pulled it back, there was a bright red color in the palm that was originally empty.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the thing in his hand in surprise, and found that it was a heart-shaped card folded from red colored paper.

"—maybe it's your heart."

The suppressed sweet tone also slowly flowed in the heart of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Sawada Tsunayoshi touched his chest subconsciously, feeling extremely subtle, as if that heart was originally something in his chest, but now it was removed by Tsukage Mask, with a feeling of melancholy.

"It's just a little trick, don't laugh at it."

Seeing Tsunakichi Sawada looking at his palm with interest, as if he was thinking about how it was conjured up, Ren Izumi shrugged his shoulders, satisfying his vanity.

Perhaps it was because he intuitively felt that the person in front of him was gentle and not aggressive, so he showed off his abilities recklessly.

"It's great." Tsunayoshi Sawada sincerely praised, "I'm beginning to understand the meaning of Kaitou."

"Thank you for your compliment." He Quanlian took off his hat and returned the salute. He looked at the moonlight in the sky and smiled slightly: "Then I still have things to do tonight, why don't I say goodbye here."

"That's true." Sawada Tsunayoshi also turned his head to look at the moon, wasting a little time here, maybe those people are already waiting in a hurry.

He quickly bid farewell to the mysterious Moon Shadow Mask, taking all of this in his heart as a magical coincidence, and then quickly used the flames to propel and came to the magnificent seaside of Yokohama.

Seeing his figure falling from the sky, the two young cadres in their 20s who had been waiting here quickly got up and greeted him.

"Have you arrived safely, Judaime!"

Hayato, a steady young man with silver hair, said respectfully.

"Yo, I've been waiting for you for a long time, Gang." Another energetic partner beside him, Takeshi Yamamoto, also greeted with a smile.

"Sorry, Hayato, Takeshi." Tsunayoshi Sawada withdrew the flames, and looked at them apologetically, "There was a sudden situation in the middle that delayed some time, so please wait for a long time."

"How could that be?" Hayato retorted immediately, "Our meeting with the port mafia will be two days later. Before that, Judaime is free to come to Yokohama at any time. Why don't you take advantage of this period to browse the prosperous scenery?" , the next time I return to Japan is not sure when it will be."

"But you have to come here in advance to make preparations for the meeting." Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little emotional, "Obviously we walked out of Biesheng together, and you should all miss that place very much."

"Now our home is Vongola, Ganga." Takeshi Yamamoto stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "It's not good to keep recalling the past. It is said that the leader of the port mafia is very difficult to deal with. We must concentrate on it." .”

"That's right."

After recovering from the sadness, Sawada Tsunayoshi's face once again showed that kind of tenderness and tolerance, which was his confident appearance as the leader of the Judai Project of Vongola.

For a long time, with his extremely firm and upright posture, he has led everyone in Pengo Lie to the road of peace for a generation.

And this meeting with the port mafia is also the possibility of building a new bridge.

"Two days later, the port mafia..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the endless sea in Yokohama, letting the frivolous sea wind shatter his whispered words.

……

When He Quanlian knew that the port mafia would hold an important meeting with the Pengelie family tomorrow, it was already the next day.

It was only after chatting with Dazai Osamu at work that he had nothing to do. It turned out that Mori Ogai called the cadres to a meeting yesterday because of tomorrow's meeting.

"Is there anything important to discuss?" He Quanlian was a little puzzled.

The last time he heard about the Vengley family, it was because of the so-called weapon that could be worn ten years later.

At that time, Mori Ogai did say that Vongola was coming to Japan, but he had hooked up with Vongola in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that Vongola wants to develop power in Japan... well, it's too troublesome and I didn't listen carefully."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand lazily, which fit his personality, and answered an ambiguous answer.

Fortunately, Hequanlian didn't care about the unknown mafia, and just skipped the topic after listening casually: "Is Mr. Mori suspicious of Chuya's affairs?"

"Of course not." Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly, "Who am I, how can such a small matter of hiding a person be revealed."

"Yes, yes." Iquanlian rolled her eyes helplessly, "Then, please respect Mr. Dazai, can you deal with this pile of documents and show your true ability?"

He pointed to the mountain of documents piled up on the ground in front of him, and he was almost bald with worry.

It's just that I haven't participated in the management of Osamu Dazai's documents for a few days, and this office has become such a terrible appearance. How can I live in it!

He Quanlian held back the twitching corners of her eyes, and sighed heavily.

"If I'm so capable, wouldn't my subordinates be useless?" Facing his invitation, Osamu Dazai was able to force his words every time, saying a bunch of lines that didn't make any sense, "For your ability, you can Self-improvement, I'm going to suffer to live in this garbage dump."

He wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes emotionally, and finally said with a gentle face: "How is it, what is it that touched me?"

"...moved." Izumi Lian smiled on the skin, "I am so moved that I wish I could bear the notoriety of assassinating cadres."

"Hehe." Suddenly, a chuckle came from the door, and the inexplicable scalp-numbing voice made He Quanlian tense and looked back.

Sure enough, the face belonging to Mori Ogai stood outside the door, looking at them with a smile.

"Boss." He Quanlian immediately put his hands behind his back and made a gesture of respectful salute.

"Mr. Mori? Why are you here?" Osamu Dazai also blinked his eyes in confusion, completely oblivious to when he came.

But he glanced at He Quanlian's tense appearance, and sighed slowly: "Please don't show up suddenly when we are joking, and see what it's like to scare our children."

"..."

His subtle tone as if treating Izumi Ren as a child made people feel very uncomfortable. He Quanren's eyebrows trembled slightly, and silently gave Dazai Osamu two uppercuts in his heart.

Fortunately, Mori Ogai understood that they were joking, so he just chuckled a few times before returning to the topic: "Sorry, I just passed by here by chance, and I didn't intend to disturb you."

"However, Izumi is really excellent. It's hard to have such a headache boss, right?"

He Quanlian immediately made an expression that she couldn't bear to mention it, but said respectfully: "It's the job of the subordinate."

"Pfft, sure enough, in front of Mr. Mori, he will be much more honest." Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing while clutching his stomach, "It's so funny that I have to praise me."

"Dazai." Mori Ogai shook his head helplessly, "Don't always push your own duties to others, do you understand?"

"Yes." Osamu Dazai elongated his tone lazily, and nodded perfunctorily, seemingly not paying attention to his words at all.

Mori Ogai sighed silently, feeling a headache from his unhealthy appearance.

"But Izumi, I also have one thing I want to ask you."

He suddenly smiled and said to He Quanlian.

The meaningless tone made Osamu Dazai raise his eyebrows silently, showing some doubts.

Although Mori Ogai used a polite tone, of course Izumi Ren knew that he could not refuse, so he nodded quickly in response: "As long as it is within my ability, the subordinate is obliged to do so."

It's just that his chest was a little uneasy, and he didn't know what task the suspicious Mori Ogai had assigned him.

"Of course you will do very well. I have taken a fancy to your ability, so I can entrust this matter to you."

Mori Ogai tilted his head, and said with a firm face, a strand of black hair scattered from his forehead, making his expression look very soft: "Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, there will be a high-level meeting. The layout of the meeting, the waiting work during the meeting, and the reservation of the dinner party, etc... I want to leave all these trivial matters to you."

"A meeting? Is it a meeting with the Pengo Lie family?" Dazai Osamu was the first to speak in doubt.

"Naturally." Mori Ogai nodded gracefully, paused, and then explained with some hesitation: "It seems that Pengo Lie will attract a distinguished guest for us tomorrow... Well, we will know when the time comes."

"Anyway, this is a very important job." Mori Ogai set his eyes on Izumi Ren, and suddenly reached out and patted He Quanren's shoulder: "I believe that you can perfectly meet your expectations."

Knowing that he was only asked to do ordinary assistant work, He Quanlian felt more at ease in his heart, he was silently relieved, and asked a little hesitantly: "But... can someone like me be in charge of such an important meeting. "

"I personally selected you, you have to have confidence in yourself." Mori Ogai didn't plan to say any more, he seemed to want to test the work on a whim, just like Quanlian's work, he pushed things out on his own, just No longer responsible for the follow-up.

He Quanlian had no choice but to accept this task, and quietly waited for his departure.

"Talking to Mr. Mori is really thrilling."

It wasn't until Mori Ogai could no longer be seen that Osamu Dazai smiled teasingly at Ren Izumi: "That man is a terrifying leader. If you let him know your true identity, you might..."

"Hush!" He Quanlian quickly stepped forward and covered his crow's mouth with her hands, "Don't say my identity casually, it will be over if someone accidentally overhears it!"

Thinking of several crisis situations that seemed to be caused by them being lax inside the house and not paying attention to the outside, He Quanlian suddenly felt her scalp go numb, and she must rot the truth in her stomach.

Osamu Dazai pushed his fingers away, took a deep breath, and seemed a little helpless: "I understand, but I think you are the most diligent in mentioning it yourself, be careful when you are around Nakaya and accidentally let go of your vigilance and show your feet~"

"Don't worry, how could I be so stupid." He Quanlian rolled her eyes grinningly, "You just need to keep your mouth shut."

"But the meeting with Pengo Lie..." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Tomorrow is about to start, so I have to make some preparations today. I'll go buy some flowers later."

In order not to reveal any clues in front of Mori Ogai, Izumi Ren must do everything that the other party gave him.

Especially for such a big event as a meeting, it must be handled in person, and there must be no mistakes in the link.

"Come on." He was lingering on the ground for tomorrow's process, but Osamu Dazai casually crawled on the table and waved his paws, with a look of no interest at all, "Tomorrow, Chuya and I will also attend the meeting. It's time to visit your arrangement again."

Hearing that Zhong Ye would also participate, He Quanlian's emotions suddenly became high: "Then you can look forward to it."

With that said, he bounced and left the office, no longer caring about the messy pile of documents on the ground.

And He Quanlian has indeed been busy for a long time for the meeting.

It also arranged flowers, ordered good coffee in advance, and turned the decorations in the house into tall antiques. In short, it can reflect the force of the port mafia organization at a glance.

Until an hour before the start of the meeting the next morning, Izumi Ren changed the water in the vase again. During this period, he also received compliments from Ogai Mori, Osamu Dazai, and Chuya Nakahara who came here in advance.

"Good job." Mori Ogai affirmed Izumi Ren's work without hesitation, and praised him vigorously.

And He Quanlian's heart, which had been hanging all the time, also fell leisurely, and fell back into his stomach.

Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu both praised Izumi Ren in their own ways, but Dazai Osamu glanced at the flowers around him, puffed up his cheeks in disappointment: "No."

He Quanlian was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"The flower when we exchanged names." Dazai Osamu smiled, "Do you remember?"

When it comes to the acquaintance with Osamu Dazai, the impression in Izumi Ren's mind will never be erased. Whether it is the first theft of the Moon Shadow Mask, or the experience of He Quanren's first wallet being stolen and falling into a slum, they are all extremely special. .

Therefore, He Quanlian only thought about it for a while, and then remembered that fragile little white flower, which was the product of his vile revenge.

"That kind of unknown flower is not easy to put on the table." Iquanlian spread her hands, expressing helplessness, but seeing Dazai Osamu's dissatisfied look, she added: "Besides, it is also the flower that we have formed a bond with." , or let it always witness our friendship."

He blinked lightly at Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing again.

Nakahara Chuya's condolences were relatively simple. Compared with the layout of the venue, he was only worried about whether Hequanlian's physical strength could be replenished, and he strongly asked Hequanlian to take a rest after this task was over.

In another sense, He Quanlian felt warmth and care.

He seems to be really happy now, he has a friend who can pour out his heart, and a lover who really cares about him.

But the seeds of lies have already germinated, choking in He Quanlian's throat like a thorn, making him feel the tingling feeling even when he feels happy.

He Quanlian reluctantly suppressed this sadness, and at the moment waited with all her heart for the guests who came to the venue.

The sun outside the window had already risen brilliantly in mid-air, illuminating the sparkling sea very beautifully.

This painting-like scenery was reflected in He Quanlian's eyes, and He Quanlian also changed into a formal suit and stood respectfully at the side of the conference hall.

Under his expectant eyes, time passed by, and the first person to walk in was the well-dressed Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai's face was covered with an elegant smile, and he was slightly nodding his head and looking backwards. If you ignore the shimmer of light in his violet-like eyes, he is exactly the appearance of a mature man that young girls like nowadays.

And as he took a step, a figure following behind also appeared within He Quanlian's field of vision.

He Quanlian lowered her head and put her hands behind her back in a respectful salute. In fact, she secretly rolled up her eyelids to look at the person coming.

What kind of person is Pengelei Shidaimu?

His heart was full of curiosity.

His peeking sight was not seen by others, and he did it extremely secretly.

However, the moment his gaze fell on the visitor's face, He Quanlian froze in place, almost forgetting to pretend.

And at this moment, wondering if he had sensed something, Pengelie Judaimu also suddenly turned his head and looked in his direction casually.

The two people looked at each other and paused at the same time.

The author has something to say: Attention, Dazai Osamu and Izumi Ren set the flag many times, it’s so sad, it’s finally lost tomorrow