[Comprehensive] I, the king of power, worked as a white worker in Yokohama

In the hospital ward, the seriously injured and unconscious Zhi Zi was lying on the hospital bed. Her face was too pale due to excessive blood loss, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible, as if she would lose her breath in the next second.

Beside the bed was an accompanying chair, and a young boy was sitting on the chair, staring at Zhizi without saying a word.

The boy was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with an oversized suit jacket casually draped over his shoulders, with his hands crossed over his chest, expressionless, it was Osamu Dazai who hadn't appeared in front of Zhizi for a long time.

His eyes kept falling on Zhizi lying on the bed, and there was no emotional ups and downs on his face, and the depths of his iris-colored eyes were even darker, so deep that it seemed that just one glance could suck people into the darkness.

Time passed minute by minute, Osamu Dazai never moved his eyes from the direction of the hospital bed.Whether it is the person lying on the bed or the person sitting in the accompanying chair, it seems that the tentative button has been pressed.

Only the wall clock on the wall in the distance makes a slight sound as the second hand moves, indicating the passage of time.

After an unknown amount of time, the person in the escort chair finally moved.

Osamu Dazai stood up, walked to the head of the bed, and condescendingly looked down at the girl on the bed with her eyes closed and her face pale.

It's hard to believe that the person who defeated the elite Hong Kong and black troops by himself three days ago is now lying weak on the bed in this ward, needing to rely on infusions to maintain his life.

In the early hours of yesterday, when he followed the trail of a suspicious person to a dead end alley, what he saw was a branch lying unconscious in a pool of blood.

Based on Dazai's experience, it can be confirmed at a glance that it is absolutely impossible for a person to survive with that amount of bleeding.

But he still ran over.

After making sure that the girl was still breathing, he hurriedly called to save her. At that moment, he felt relieved for some reason.

—— Miyata Eko is very strong, there is no doubt about it.

If she wasn't strong enough, she wouldn't have been sent by the King of Gold to deal with the cross-circle incident between supernatural beings and outsiders.

However, just such a girl who was considered by many people as "good strength" and "difficult to deal with" was shot in the heart and almost died.

The doctor who operated on Zhizi told Osamu Dazai that if the bullet hadn't just hit the ribs, there was a cushion, and the wound at the heart wasn't too deep, the girl might really be hopeless.

...It was almost hopeless...If he was not lucky, he might have seen Zhizi's body.

Stretching out his hand, his cool fingertips gently stroked the girl's side face, moving down a little bit, and finally stopped at the side of her neck.

... The beating of the pulse is still weak. Even if it saves its life, the current branch is as weak as an ant, and it can be killed with a light force.

Spreading his five fingers, he clasped the girl's neck in a virtual way, seemingly oppressing her airway, but actually didn't use any strength.

Dazai kept holding Zhizi's neck halfway like this, staring at her for a long time, until the person on the bed gradually started to move, and then opened his eyes.

The four eyes met for a while, Zhizi moved her fingers, and she tried to raise her hand, holding Dazai's hand that was strangling her neck.Although her strength was so weak that she could barely feel it, she still managed to pull Dazai out of his own world.

With a normal expression on his face, he withdrew the hand that was clasping Zhizi's neck, and Dazai sat back on the escort chair.

"You woke up, how do you feel?"

The most normal greeting, if one ignores the fact that he was just taking advantage of her unconsciousness to strangle her neck.

Zhizi stared at Osamu Dazai without speaking.

After a few seconds, without noticing the slightest flaw from his concerned face, Zhizi withdrew her gaze and tried to sit up on the bed.

"hiss……"

The chest injury was affected, Zhizi gasped in pain, and stopped getting up.

Seeing her like this, Dazai hurried over, grabbed Zhizi's shoulders naturally, helped her to sit up, and then picked up a pillow beside her and placed it on her back.

Leaning on the soft pillow, Zhizi looked at Osamu Dazai: "...you saved me?"

"—It was the Hong Kong gangsters who saved you."

"——Sent you to the hospital in time, performed surgery on you, and the people standing outside the door to protect you are all Hong Kong gangsters. This hospital is also under the name of Hong Kong gangsters. Of course, I happened to pass by and found you , is also a Hong Kong black person.”

Zhizi was silent, she stared quietly at the person in front of her for a while, and then said: "...So I owe Hong Kong Hei such a big favor, shouldn't I do something? For example... Join Hong Kong Black."

Dazai didn't answer, but asked Zhizi an unrelated question: "Who is that person who seriously injured you? It shouldn't be 'Hound Dog'."

"... Dazai-kun is indeed very powerful... He even knew that I was being chased by the hound army..."

Talking continuously for too long will affect the wound on the left chest, so now Zhizi can only express himself intermittently in half a sentence.

"...you know this person who wants to kill me..."

Hearing this, Dazai slightly opened his eyes wide with doubts on his face.

"... Someone anonymously sent me a file package... Through this file package, I found the person who blamed me, and he was the one who wanted to kill me..."

"—And the person who helped me anonymously is you, Osamu Dazai."

Dazai frowned, his face was not overwhelmed with nervousness, but still a puzzled expression.

Just as he was about to answer, Zhizi took the first step: "...It's useless to deny it, or pretend to be ignorant. Why don't you explain why you want to help me?"

Osamu Dazai smiled, all the doubts on his face faded, and he asked, "Why does Zhizi think I am?"

Just as Zhizi was curious about why Dazai wanted to help her, Dazai was also very curious about how Zhizi thought about this matter, and what "interesting" reason she would give.

Unfortunately, Zhizi's answer is destined to make him "disappointed".

"...I can't guess."

"...I am a patient right now, and I should not use my brain. I should rest well. Why don't you just tell me, guessing is a waste of time and energy."

——This is really... an answer that cannot be refuted.

Dazai put away his smile, and said: "Since it is confirmed that you are not the one who possesses and kills, Hong Kong gangsters need to find the real enemy again. I just think that you who also have the ability to "possess" may be able to be the first find him". "

It's a very reasonable reason, but if you think about it carefully, there are still things that don't make sense.

If so, why the anonymity?

Unless the things she did could not be discovered by others, that's why she sent documents to her with an anonymous number, and then destroyed the number without leaving any traces.

I also knew that Osamu Dazai would definitely not confess, but Zhizi decided to ask one more question: "...That's all? There is no other reason?"

"Does Zhizi think there is any reason? Or... what are you expecting?"

The young man's face didn't loosen at all, his tone and expression seemed to say "You're just pretending to be passionate".

This kind of attitude is really very annoying, but Zhizi was not angry for the first time today, and he didn't let the topic end there.

She smiled back and asked, "If I say "yes", will you respond to my expectations? "

Dazai stopped talking.

His eyes fell on Zhizi's pale face, and the large white bandage in the open neckline of the hospital gown.

Looking down, he answered irrelevant questions: "...Your injury needs half a month to recuperate, even if the recovery is amazing, it will take at least two weeks before you can get out of bed. By then, everything will be settled."

After speaking, Dazai stood up straight away, turned and walked towards the door.

He's been here a long time.Now that Zhizi is awake, his injury is stable and his life will not be in danger for the time being, he has no reason to stay here.

After watching Osamu Dazai leave, and the door opened and closed for a short time, Zhizi noticed at least two Hong Kong gang members guarding the door.

Looking away, the smile on her face faded.

Zhizi looked around the ward, and found that there were only two surveillance cameras on the bright side, and he didn't know if there were other surveillance and eavesdropping people or equipment in the dark.

Lowering her head, the bangs that had lost their hairpins fell down, covering her left eye.

Covered by her long hair, Zhizi switched the mode of the eyes of reincarnation to the "hell way" dedicated to illusion, and the number in her red pupils changed from "six" to "one".

Enduring the faint pain in his chest, Zhizi cast an illusion to bring the whole room under his control.

After confirming that it was impossible for anyone to see and hear what happened in the ward, she said to the direction of the window with peace of mind: "Come in."

A gust of wind blew from the half-opened window, and the white curtains were lifted up, fluttering lightly, just blocking the scene around the hospital bed.

When the wind stopped and the curtains fell, there was already one more person in the room.

On his head was a golden rabbit mask that could just cover half of his face, and he was wearing a retro costume unique to the Golden Clan.

He stood by Zhizi's bed with his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "Miss Zhizi, I have come to confirm your situation by order from the emperor."

Zhizi nodded: "...you go back and tell grandpa that I'm fine, and I'll take care of the Hong Kong and black affairs by myself."

"...Besides, the person who seriously injured me is very dangerous. Behind him is probably the Green King Bishuiliu who is playing tricks. No matter what, you must catch this person. You may be able to find the Green King's stronghold through him. It's best to ask' Mr. Tiaoye Caiju from Hound can help, and it should be much easier to find someone like this.”

After explaining everything that happened during this period of time, Zhizi finally confirmed that there were no missing points, and then asked the members of the Golden King's personal guard to go back first.

"--Wait a moment!"

Suddenly thinking of something she had forgotten at home, Zhizi hurriedly stopped the member of the guard who was about to leave: "I need to trouble you to get it for me now, a notebook with a black cover, it's in my bedroom On the table……"

The author has something to say: Zai is too difficult to deal with, this chapter makes me bald (irritated.jpg)

ps: Wednesday is anti-mislocking, so it will be updated earlier, and it will be updated at 18:[-] at other times