I'm such a big son

"Mr. Mori, this is Oda and Dazai, under the order of Mr. Rantang to protect you."

The door opened, and a black-haired man in a white coat let them in with a smile. The front side was facing a writing desk, and there was a row of medicine storage cabinets under the large French windows on the left. stool.

A little blond girl who could be seen as a supernatural life form was sitting on top of a hill of cardboard boxes, with a pair of feet wearing small leather shoes dangling in the air under a fluffy skirt.

"Oda-kun, and Dazai-kun... welcome. Find a place to sit, if you don't mind, come with me to meet the leader later?"

Oda Sakunosuke lowered his head slightly: "Yes!"

The boy in black responded with a "hmmmm" while turning his head to look into the medicine cabinet: "Mr. Doctor~ na na~ where is the painkiller?"

"That's a controlled drug, it won't be placed outside randomly~"

Mori Ogai expressed concern like a good doctor: "Abuse of painkillers can lead to dependence or even addiction. What's wrong? You hurt a lot?"

"Yes, yes, it hurts. Mr. Lantang refuses to give me medicine."

Osamu Dazai waved his arm, which was hung on the triangular scarf and wrapped so that it looked as if it had been shattered and fractured—in fact, it was just a fractured bone. According to his recovery speed, it would be no problem to beat someone with his hand right now.

"Mr. Lantang is very methodical. Since you are still under his jurisdiction, you must listen to the guardian's instructions~"

Dr. Sen turned back to his desk and sat down to sort out the diagnosis report. It seemed that the two teenagers who knocked on the door had interrupted his work, and now the venerable doctor had to speed up to complete the task.

Oda Sakunosuke sat down in an unobtrusive and unobtrusive corner, first turned his head to look at Dazai Osamu's position, and then glanced at Mori Ogai who was writing with his back facing him, making sure that this blind spot would not It was easily noticed by the people who came in through the door, and then they started to be in a daze.

[□□Seamless] This ability can be counted in the ranks of passive abilities, and it is passively triggered most of the time.In other words, if the ability does not appear, the people in the room will be in a safe state, and if the ability appears, he can also respond within five seconds before the event occurs.

The room was silent.

The early summer sun slanted in from the window, and the dust floating in the air could be clearly seen.In the dappled light room, one person sits in the shadows and writes and draws, while the other two stay at the junction of light and dark.

Osamu Dazai didn’t make any sound after he asked for painkillers and was rejected. He sat on the stool under the medicine cabinet and didn’t know what to think. The leaves swayed and wandered.

Mori Ogai saw everything behind him through the image fed back by the supernatural life body, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

——Lan Tang-jun, she is really an interesting person, whether it is her deputy or the child she picks up, each has her own personality just like her own.

"Doctor Sen, the leader's condition seems to have suddenly worsened again. He wants you to go there now."

A black-clothed bodyguard broke in without knocking on the door. Mori Ogai sat up straight and put down the pen in his hand, "Ah, so the cough and wheezing became more severe? The turn of spring and summer is indeed easy to aggravate the symptoms of respiratory diseases. I Go now."

The boy in black sitting next to the medicine cabinet stood up, walked into the door very naturally, and took the medical treatment box handed to him by the doctor. The man in black didn't notice anything unusual, and followed the two of them, urging them to get to the leader's bed as soon as possible. .

The moment these three people stepped out of the gate, a shadow flew out from a blind corner, and soon the four figures became three again, and the bodyguard fell limp in the dark corridor.

Osamu Dazai's lazy voice was just right: "Doctor Mori needs witnesses. As for this guy, it's still useful to be alive for the time being."

Oda Sakunosuke, who hadn't intended to kill anyone, heaved a sigh of relief.

Mori Ogai remained calm, in fact, he had re-examined the boy carefully from head to toe.

"Let's go, our great current leader of PortMafia is still waiting, hold my box, boy."

The dark-haired teenager responded with a grin.

……

After months of suffering from illness, the old man, who had been quite vigorous before, was now lying on the large four-poster bed like dry firewood.Even so, he still refused to leave his office on the top floor of the building no matter what, and his loyal subordinates could only move the bedroom to him, just to make do for the time being.

The doctor walked to the chief's office familiarly.

The bodyguards were chased out of the room by the impatient old man, and they were crowded in the corridor to look around, and they all let out a sigh of relief when they saw Mori Ogai and his party coming.

"Doctor Mori, news just came that Yamashita-kun unfortunately died in a confrontation with the military and police. The leader was very angry when he heard that, and the situation is not good again."

The leader of the bodyguard saluted Mori Owai, and couldn't wait to help open the door, and watched him bring two tails in - the black-haired boy looked thin and weak, and there was no threat at all. As for the red-haired boy, well, Lan Tang Mr.'s deputy, the famous and strange mafia who never kills.

What could be wrong with these two?

In the chief's office, only half of the curtains were left to let in light, and the place where the old man stayed was completely hidden in darkness, and even the gorgeous patterns on the wallpaper could not be seen clearly.

"Boss, how are you feeling today?"

Mori Ogai motioned Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu to put down their boxes and sit a little further away, the black-clothed boy turned his head and sat under the half-open window, his iris-colored eyes were reflected scarlet by the sunlight the moment he turned around.Oda Sakunosuke walked behind and hesitated for a second, not seeing the cruelty in his eyes, and then followed him to stand by the window with him.

The doctor put his hands in his pockets and approached the patient. The leader, who was as thin as a bone, widened his eyes and murmured while struggling to breathe: "Go and give me an order, doctor. Whether it's military or police or hostile forces, it's dark Kill them all before. Kill them all. Black Lizard, Guerrilla, and Lan Tang, let me out, kill them all, all..."

——Looks like Lantang-jun hit him the most painful place with one blow, and he was quick and easy, even if he was not here, this old thing would still be in pain.

Sen Ouwai sighed secretly in his heart, even if there is only one good subordinate, it is very worry-free.

"This is an unreasonable order, Boss."

The old man's voice became lower and lower, and the bodyguards outside the door couldn't hear him clearly. Only the doctor's calm refusal and refusal came out.

"Kill them all, kill them all..."

The current leader at the end of his life has only one thing on his mind, and that is revenge-his loyal confidant has just died, in a battle where there is no possibility of accident.

Perhaps because of his physical condition, this suddenly "extra" report was written very concisely and clearly, without any subtle plot descriptions that would easily arouse too many associations.Even so, the bad news still made his condition worse and worse, and now the doctor standing by the bed with an abnormally indifferent expression made him shudder.

"Kill them all, kill them all..."

Now, he can only repeat this sentence over and over again, other than that, he can't even move a finger.

There was no way to press the siren, and there was no way to fight back. The bodyguard was so frightened by his bad temper that he dared to stand outside the door. No one saw the doctor pointing out the door except for the two teenagers who sat and stood under the window. A silver-white blade with a gleaming tip.

"Kill them all, kill them all..."

"I see, it's just according to what you want, Boss..."

For some symptoms of suffocation, lateral tracheal incision is an effective life-saving means. Before some facial and maxillary surgery, doctors even require patients to undergo lateral tracheal incision in advance to prevent emergencies during subsequent operations.

But Dr. Sen's purpose is obviously not to help the current leader continue his life.

The cold scalpel was attached to the right side of the neck, and the position of the trachea and the artery was actually not too far away. Judging by the skill of someone's sophistry and denial, it would not even be considered a medical accident if the scalpel was cut down and cut down.

It can only be said that the deceased was unlucky-who told you that the blood vessels grow differently from the ones drawn on the anatomy diagram!

Blood was splashed on the wall and between the quilts, and even the doctor's clothes and face were not spared.

The patient in the bed is instantly quiet... forever quiet, no more irritating orders.

Mori Ogai turned around and looked at the two teenagers under the window: "The boss died of illness. Before he passed away, he ordered to pass on to me. You are the witnesses. Oda-kun, Dazai-kun, do you understand?"

He could see at a glance that Osamu Dazai would never tell the truth to everyone, or he had his own way to make people feel that the truth was actually a lie.

As for Oda Sakunosuke, who doesn't look like a mafia at all... there is Rimbaud as a check.

Her resume is really wonderful.

Whether it's repaying favors or hoping to continue to be sheltered, if you want to maintain your previous life, you must ensure that Rimbaud will not have any accidents, and if you want Rimbaud to have no accidents...just keep your mouth shut, how simple is it?

After all, he was also very reluctant to part with this outstanding subordinate.

Miss Rimbaud, dangerous and charming, who can take their eyes off her long black hair?

……

Half an hour later, the door of the leader's office was reopened, and Mori Ogai came out with regret on his face, announcing to everyone that the former leader had passed away due to illness, and before he passed away, he issued the last infuriating order--destroy the BOSS's The position was handed over to the attending doctor...

This kind of will with only two witnesses, one of whom even entered PortMafia just a few days ago, would be overthrown in a normal family, not to mention the underground world where strength is respected.In view of the fact that the most favorable competitor was assassinated outside, those who were interested in this did not dare to act rashly for a while, and they all acquiesced in the existence of the will strangely with the idea of ​​​​waiting and seeing before doing it.

——The meeting of the five major cadres was held in this suffocating and depressing atmosphere.

PortMafia has set up five cadre seats. In theory, there should be five cadres guarding the leader, each in charge of a part of the organization.For example, "Golden Yasha" Ozaki Koyo of the intelligence team and Mr. "Zuizhou" Rantang of the assassination team are all (quasi) cadres who must attend the meeting.

Half an hour after the news of the leader's death was announced, except for the unlucky guy who had been assassinated, all the other four people took their seats. Two teenagers surrounded the long table, and black doctor Sen Ouwai sat on the main seat.

"Gentlemen, regarding the death of BOSS, I am deeply sorry, and I think you are too."

A group of people took off their hats, knelt down and knelt down, expressing enough condolences to the deceased leader first, and then getting down to business.

——Next, who should sit on the leader's seat?