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There was a pattering autumn rain in the sky, the weather was very cold, and there were not many people on the road. A young man in a white coat stood by the roadside, his long blond hair was wet by the rain, he looked a little embarrassed, and some people passing by quietly looked at him. To him, secretly guessing whether this person was dumped by his girlfriend and therefore depressed here.

After standing like this for about half an hour, the young man finally raised his head, and he looked at the sky with a little confusion in his green eyes.

There are many things he doesn't understand now, and there are many things he can't find the answer to.

For example, what is this place, why is he here, and who is he.

His name is Onto Asaba, and the clothes on his body tell him he's probably a doctor, but he doesn't know anything else, no matter what he thinks, it doesn't help, it's like he just appeared here out of nowhere, without There is no trace of the past either.

Asaba Onto has a good appearance, even if his clothes and hair are wet by the rain, his good image will not be damaged. Even if he stands blankly in the rain, he has a silent and gentle temperament, which will not make people feel any bad feelings Come.

"How are you, sir?" The passing girl looked at him cautiously, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Asayu Onto looked at her with peace in his green eyes, "Is there any place to find people around here?"

"Oh? Are you looking for someone?" The girl blinked, she thought for a while, "I heard that there is a detective agency that accepts commissions nearby, and it is near the port over there. Um, sir, are you looking for a girlfriend? ? Is your girlfriend missing? In that case, it’s better to call the police.”

Only then did Qian Yu Wenren realize that she seemed to have some bad associations, he tilted his head, "It's not looking for a girlfriend."

"Isn't it?" The girl yelled in surprise, and then she realized it instantly, her whole face was flushed, she covered her face and apologized, then quickly ran away with her umbrella in hand.

Onto Asaba watched the girl run away, sighed slightly, and then walked towards that side. At this moment, footsteps sounded behind him, and the girl returned the same way just now, and she stuffed a transparent umbrella into Onto Asaba's chest. After being in her arms, she left quickly, without even getting a chance to ask Asaba Onto to ask her name.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Asaba Onto stood there in a daze, and he opened the umbrella after a while, and the rain splashed on the surface of the umbrella with a gust of wind.

"The whole body is already soaked, even if you use an umbrella again, it will be useless."

Walking in the direction the girl said, Onto Asaba walked very slowly, feeling a little at a loss for what to do with the empty sense of aimlessness.

He shouldn't be like this, there should be more important things, such as what kind of person to be, what kind of things to do, or... find someone.

Who do you find?

The road in front of him was unknown, and the building was also very strange. Onto Asaba chose a random path and walked in. He walked resolutely without any hesitation, as if he was sure that he would reach his destination even if he walked casually. People think that maybe they used to walk this way often.

...if this does not happen now.

It was raining heavily and quickly, and the sound of gunfire with a silencer was perfectly blocked. Onto Asaba closed his umbrella and stood by the side of the alley, looking at those people in black suits. Those people seemed to be dealing with something secretly. Next to it was a corpse lying in the mud, blood was slowly oozing out, and was washed by the rain again.

"Here's what you want, and it's all here," said one of them.

The other party nodded, and then handed him a card, "This is the payment for the goods. It is said that your port mafia is in chaos recently. You dare to sell the weapons of the port mafia privately."

"It's really thanks to our great former leader." The man laughed mockingly, "I have never seen such a leader who made the port mafia so powerful, but casually jumped off the building to commit suicide, leaving There will be a lot of mess, and the newly appointed leader can't suppress people, so it will be easy for us."

"They don't have the heart to deal with us at all."

"Be careful, don't get wiped out when you get carried away." The other party laughed and patted him on the shoulder, turned around and led the person away.

The person who stayed behind nodded in satisfaction after confirming that the amount of money inside was correct, "Let's go."

"Is this really okay?" His subordinates were still a little worried, "The port mafia forbids smuggling weapons, if they find out..."

"Then let them not know, don't worry, soon the upper echelons of the port mafia will start fighting for power, and no one will care about a small arms smuggling case at that time." The man's voice was mocking, " Arrogant people are everywhere, and we're just looking for money."

Everyone evacuated the alley, leaving only the pale body in place. Onto Asaba came out, and he looked at the people on the ground. He was wearing the same black suit as those people just now, and his face still had a serious expression on his face. confidence.

Probably someone who was unwilling to do something about smuggling weapons, but was executed by these people as a traitor.

It's cruel.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he didn't touch anything, and Onsen Asaba realized that he was penniless now, except for his clothes, there was only this umbrella in his hand, and the umbrella was given to him by the girl just now, Asaba Wen Ren tilted his head, and then he withdrew his hand regretfully.

"I can only congratulate you for your good luck. I hope you will meet a good person with a mobile phone in the future."

Passing the corpse, Onto Asaba walked out of the alley, and after walking along the road for a while, he finally saw the port.

The rain fell on the sea, and the sea was blown by the wind to the shore, splashing layers of waves. After watching for a while, Onto Asaba looked at the countless tall buildings behind him, so... which one is the detective agency? ?

Finally, through the guidance of the lady in the coffee shop, Onto Asaba finally went up to the fourth floor. Looking at the name of the Armed Detective Agency, Onto Asaba reached out and knocked on the door.

"coming!"

A soft-sounding voice sounded, and soon the door of the detective agency was opened. A boy with light brown hair looked at him, and he blinked after a while.

"Sir, you are..."

I really don't blame Tanizaki Junichiro, because the person in front of him looks so embarrassed, not to mention his whole body is soaked, because the coat is a white coat, so it is stained with some mud, which looks very obvious, like Like falling in muddy water.

"Sorry, is this a detective agency?" Asaba Onto said in a gentle voice, "I want to place a commission."

"Entrust?" Kunikida Doppo asked Asaba Onto to come in, Tanizaki Junichiro had already run to get a towel for Asaba Onto to wipe, and now Asaba Onto was dripping water all over his body.

"So, what commission do you want to place?"

Asaba Onto thought for a while, "Let me think about it."

"You came here to entrust, but you don't know what to entrust?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at Asaba Onto, "Are you here on a whim?"

"It's like this, I lost my memory." Onto Asaba pointed at himself, with a calm and gentle voice, "I forgot everything except my own name, so I don't know what to entrust when I come here, I need to think about it." Think about it to answer."

"Oh? Really? That's no problem." Oda Sakunosuke nodded seriously, "You can think about it again."

Yosano Akiko sneered, "A person with amnesia? Then you came here to retrieve your memory?"

"Oda, why don't you accept this statement so quickly! And this gentleman, why did you know that you came to the detective agency because you lost your memory?" Kunikida Doppo looked at Onto Asaba suspiciously.

"The lady who gave me this umbrella told me."

Give him this umbrella?

Kunikida Doppo looked at Onto Asaba's right hand. He was holding a transparent umbrella in his hand. The umbrella was a single-person umbrella with a newly purchased label. It was universal and there was no trace of women's use, but since it was given away It is normal for the umbrella to have no traces.

"Compared with whether this person really lost his memory, Kunikida, you should worry about another issue." Edogawa ranpo peeled the nutshell, "For example, how should a person who loses his memory pay the commission fee."

"Yes, how do you pay the commission fee?"

Onto Asaba blinked, "Look at my outfit, I should be a doctor."

"so?"

"So I'm a member of the high-income group, so I shouldn't have no money, but I have lost my memory. If you help me determine who I am, I can pay the commission fee." Onto Asaba's voice was still gentle.

"What if you don't find it?"

Onto Asaba smiled, "No, I believe you can find it."

Trust them somehow.

Kunikida Doppo looked at Onto Asaba, this young man was very strange, he said that he had lost his memory, but he didn't seem to be in any hurry at all. , and there is not much resistance to this state.

Then why did he come to commission a detective agency?

"Oda? What do you think?"

"Go ahead, we haven't had any new commissions recently, and...it's time for those three children to get used to it."

Kunikida Doppo paused for a moment. He looked towards the edge of the office. Akutagawa Ryunosuke sat there quietly without saying a word, as if he had lost all energy. After returning from the port mafia office, Akutagawa Ryu Nosuke is in such a state. In fact, he is not the only one, and the kid named Atsushi Nakajima is not much better than him.

It was like being stabbed severely in the soul by someone, and it would never heal again.

"Okay, we accepted this commission, but sir, you have to tell me one thing." Kunikida Doppo looked at Onto Asaba who was wiping his hair with a towel, "Why do you not care about your amnesia state, but you must Do you want to make a request to retrieve the memory?"

Onsen Asaba paused for a moment, and after a while, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a very gentle smile.

"Because, I always feel that there is a very important person in that memory."

"If you can find that person, it doesn't matter what you remember."

Oda Sakunosuke looked at Onto Asaba in surprise, "You mean, you want to restore your memory just because you think you can find that person in your memory?"

"you can say it this way."

But...what a strange person.

Kunikida Doppo and Oda Sakunosuke looked at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

A person has no interest in his lost memory, and wants to restore his memory just to find a person. Is this the thinking of a normal person? !

……

On the other side, on the bank of the Yokohama River, a young man was holding an umbrella and sitting on a bench by the river. He stared at the river flowing down while whispering.

"Will it succeed if I jump into the river to commit suicide in this weather? The water is bigger than usual, and the impact is stronger. Moreover, few people will come out at this time, and no one will disturb my suicide plan. Sure enough! It should be done now. Carry out this plan!"

The young man stood up abruptly, he took two steps forward with his umbrella in hand, then paused strangely, and then he sighed boredly.

"However, I still don't know who I am, so I won't be reconciled to dying like this even if I go to hell!"

He has been sitting here for half an hour, and he has been drenched in the rain for half an hour. Finally, a passer-by gave him an umbrella, so he sat on the bench and continued to drench in the rain. During this half-hour-long emptiness, he watched the river and suddenly thought of committing suicide by jumping into the river.

Slowly going back, the young man continued to sit on the wet bench. At this moment, a few people suddenly passed by in the rain. They were wearing black suits and sunglasses, and they chose a place where there were few people.

The young man opened the umbrella a little and watched the course of action of these people.

Acting in a rainy day, wearing a black suit and avoiding the crowd, it should be the mafia, but the mafia usually operates at night, and this group of people is obviously not on a mission, and the smug smile on their faces seems to be getting some benefits, so it is A low-level member of the Mafia who acted without permission, most likely they sold something privately.

Thinking of this, the young man yawned, his iris-colored eyes were filled with disinterest.

There was one person missing in the action team, probably someone who opposed private transactions, and they had already dealt with them.

Just like that, this group of people walked over talking and laughing. When they passed by the young man, the man looked at the man sitting on the wet bench in a strange way. , I don't know anything except growing tall.

"Neuropathy……"

Sitting on a bench with an umbrella on a rainy day, are you sick?

The young man adjusted the umbrella and looked at the person for a moment. The next moment, the young man was obviously startled when he saw that person. He even staggered and fell to the ground, almost rolling into the ground. in the river.

Oh?

The young man's eyes lit up, this person knew him.

"Boss...boss!" The man pointed at the young man with frightened eyes, "Aren't you dead? You're not..."

"Me? Leader? Dead?" The young man stood up with subtlety in his iris-colored eyes. "It looks like I'm not dead. As for whether you will die or not, I don't know."

The man screamed, and he got up in a hurry, pulled out the wooden warehouse at his waist and shot him directly.

The young man stood where he was. He looked at the shooter blankly, as if he didn't care if a bullet was about to hit him. The next moment, with a puff, the bullet bounced off and hit the shooter directly. A lean old man in a long coat stepped down.

"Not only is it illegal to trade privately, but even intends to attack ordinary people. It seems that you don't want to live at all."

Seeing the man howling miserably, Guangjin Liulang frowned slightly, and then directly shot through the man's heart.

In the port mafia, a ban is a ban. It is only a death sentence if it is discovered that the private sale of weapons. If it wasn't for the leader's accident that made the group of people in the muddy water more daring, it wouldn't be so many people not to use the port mafia. Party bans are taken seriously.

"This gentleman, about this matter..." Guangjin Liulang turned his head, but the moment he saw the young man's face, he lost his voice, and finally spit out two broken words, "Boss?!"

"Boss?" The young man tilted his head, staring at the corpse on the ground, with indescribable indifference in his iris-colored eyes, "Just now this person also called me Boss, do you know me?"

"Chief, why are you here, aren't you...!" Dead?

The young man withdrew his gaze, "Dead? Missing?"

"No, I'm just too surprised." Guangjin Liulang stared at the young man, "Boss."

"What's my name?" The young man pointed to himself, "Name, my name."

Guangjin Liulang looked at him strangely, and finally he lowered his eyes, "Your name is Dazai Osamu, the leader of the Port Mafia, and the greatest leader of the Port Mafia in history."

However, the leader was already dead. He died downstairs in the Port Mafia Office. Under the orange-red sunset, he committed suicide by jumping off the building.

No one knew why he did it, and no one understood what he was doing.

In his previous life, he often said at work that he really wanted to die and commit suicide. The world is too boring, but no one took it seriously, and no one thought he would really die, because he was a port mafia The leader of the party is the only one who can put down the ferocious beast of the port mafia.

He... cannot die.

So after hearing about the leader committing suicide by jumping off a building, everyone had only one thought, which was not to believe it, but when they saw the corpse, no one didn't believe it anymore.

Mr. Zhongyuan collected the body for him. He successfully left this boring world and got the death he was looking forward to. However, the port mafia did not dare to announce this matter. Then those people would not dare to be unscrupulous.

Until now, Guangjin Liulang saw this person who was exactly like the leader.

Could it be that the leader didn't actually die, he just faked his death?Why did the leader do this?Moreover, why the leader doesn't even know what his own name is.

But it doesn't matter, as long as he is really the leader...

Bringing Osamu Dazai back to the Port Mafia, and telling everyone not to spread the matter, Hirotsu Ryuran glanced at the young man who hadn't refuted much. He seemed to be afraid of the cold, and after he came into the house, he began to look for warm people. At the same time, Guangjin Liulang walked out of the room, and then made a call to Zhongya Zhongyuan.

"Hello?" The other party quickly answered the phone, even though he hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights because of the current situation.

"Is it Guangjin?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhongyuan." Guangjin Liulang said in a steady voice, "The mission of the black lizard has been completed."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused for a second, and then he remembered, "It's that guy who sells weapons privately, thank you for making a trip."

"It's not hard, I will do my best for the port mafia, but Mr. Zhongyuan." Guangjin Liulang suddenly changed the subject, "I saw a person during the mission, that person, and a person we all know Very much alike."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his forehead wearily, "Who is it?"

"It's the leader."

Silence spread between the two in an instant. Just like that, after the two sides were quiet for five seconds, Guangjin Liulang heard the sound of Nakahara Chuya slapping the table in desperation.

"Who are you talking about?!"

"It's the leader." Guangjin Liulang hurriedly took another two steps to the place where there were few people, "but it's the leader who has lost his memory. He doesn't seem to have any memory of his name and identity, and he doesn't even have any memories of yesterday, but no matter what. Whether it's the ability or the way of thinking when talking, the leader is undoubtedly the leader."

"Mr. Zhongyuan, that is our leader."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up suddenly, and he walked back and forth in the room, "Wait for me, where are you now? Tell me, I'll go there right away, I want to see if that guy is a human or a ghost!"

"That bastard! The bastard who left a lot of people and ran to commit suicide is already dead, and suddenly came back from the dead? I can't believe it!"

After getting the clear address, Nakahara Nakaya directly hung up the phone, Hirotsu Yanagi sighed, and he returned to the room, Dazai Osamu was sitting on a chair with his wet coat draped over the back of the chair, he could see that Dazai Osamu was thin tall figure, and those iris-colored eyes.

At first, he also wondered if this person might be an illusion created by the enemy, but how could this person be someone the enemy could pretend to be?

"Mr. Zhongyuan will be here soon." Guangjin Liulang said.

"Who?" Osamu Dazai looked at him.

"It's Nakahara Chuya, the cadre of the Port Mafia, and the person you trust the most."

Dazai Osamu sneered, "Although I don't know who he is, but the moment I heard this name, I felt a sense of disgust. The person I trust the most? I'm afraid it's not a dark puppy. "

Guangjin Liulang: ...

"Sure enough, it's the words of the bastard Dazai, but don't think that this will make me believe it!" Nakahara Nakaya kicked the door open, he stared at the wet Dazai Osamu, with forbearance in his voice, "That guy is not just casual People can pretend!"

Osamu Dazai looked at him, "Oh! A dwarf with an ugly hat?"

"Bastard!" Nakahara grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar, and then squeezed the rainwater in his hands, he pushed Dazai away, "Why is there so much water? Hirotsu, find a set of clothes for him to change into. "

"Then..." Guangjin Liulang wanted to ask whether he was looking for the leader's clothes or something else, but he understood the moment he saw Nakahara Nakaya's eyes.

Guangjin Liulang went out and ordered his men to go buy a new set of clothes.

After his subordinates left, Guangjin Liulang glanced at the room.

Nakahara also used all the languages ​​he knew in this world to insult Dazai Osamu for being irresponsible, provoking troubles, and being a world-famous bastard, while the opposite Mr. Dazai just stared at him silently, how could Ren Nakahara scold him? He didn't change his face either.

No matter what, at least Mr. Zhongyuan... Finally, he was able to swear those words in person.