I'm such a big son

The atmosphere in the conference room was tense.

Five people were sitting on the red velvet foreign-style high chair.

Except for Rimbaud and Mori Ou, behind everyone else stood their confidants and assistants.

Mori Ogai is still a nominal "commander of light" in front of everyone, while Rimbaud was tricked into being his will witness because his deputy was cheated by his real boss.

"Let me tell you," Murata, who was in charge of smuggling at the port, couldn't bear the silence and took the lead: "Boss has always been interested in Yamashita-kun before, so he really loves father and son, and the worsening of his illness must be due to the bad news. Let's end it first It is not too late to discuss the candidate for the new leader. Whoever can do this will be the new leader, and it is also in line with Mafia's tradition, how about it?"

Ozaki Momiji, who is in charge of intelligence, just took off Kodan's nails and cleaned them up bit by bit, and didn't bother to give half of his eyes to this smart fool.Mr. Lan Tang, who had the most experience and strength in assassination, yawned, put his hands on the table and buried his head in a sleep-seeking gesture.

Don't look for her for brain-burning things, well, that's it.

One of the two testament witnesses who were controlled by the middle of the long seat smiled, like any cheerful young man: "The boss of the previous generation is probably going to die~"

The black-haired boy didn't realize that he was standing on other people's slender nerves and spreading his wings.

"There is a will, there are witnesses, and there are so many bodyguards who are only loyal to the BOSS outside the door, how can you still hear such treacherous and arbitrary remarks?"

The tone is clean and clear, with a pure youthful feel, as if this is not the conference room of PortMafia but a classroom of any public school, and it is not a meeting of the five major cadres but a classroom where students are sleepy and asking questions in class.

"Mr. Lan Tang, these two people are your subordinates, and you specialize in assassination...May I ask where you were during the previous few hours?"

The black-haired "man" lying on the table flicked his arms and wrists, and a piece of information was stuck in front of the questioner.

It was a file of a family of three. The gentle man in the photo wore narrow-rimmed glasses. The background was the Office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs where the Supernatural Secret Service was located...a garden full of flowers in front.

"A task specifically designated by the leader, to assassinate the Sakaguchi family. Now that the Sakaguchi are in Italy, it is necessary to monitor the whereabouts of his wife and children. Are you to blame if they leave the country and escape?"

Looking at it this way, it is impossible for Lan Tang himself to participate in the mission under the mountain, and he will not appear in the building at the port.

But these two witnesses are indeed related to him.

It's hard not to think of some conspiracy theory.

Especially the boy's speech, every sentence is fine, together, no matter how you look at it on this occasion, it seems to be trying to create momentum for someone.

"Why are these two teenagers with Dr. Sen, and why did they appear in the chief's office?"

Yamashita thought he had discovered some flaw and refused to let go.

Mr. Lan Tang finally sat upright, frowning, hesitant to speak.

The questioner was in high spirits, and urged again and again: "It's not that we want to embarrass you, everyone here must prove their innocence before leaving, otherwise..."

The meaning of the threat under the words rushed to the face.

Under normal circumstances, in order to protect themselves, the vast majority of people choose to abandon the car to protect the handsome. It is nothing more than an orphan picked up, a deputy brought up from the bottom, and the normal purpose is to replace the dead ghost.

If Lan Tang insisted on keeping these two people, it was naturally because he was afraid that they would say something they shouldn't say, so his position would become more subtle; Enjoy a "wonderful" trip into the underground torture chamber.

Don't worry about prying their mouths open.

What is Dr. Sen?Without a direct descendant, no one is afraid even if they have the will of the previous leader in their hands.

Rimbaud was no idiot.I compared it in my heart and made a decision...

"This kid was also adopted by me. Without an eye, he can't enter the profession. We can only ask him to be an apprentice to Dr. Sen to learn something, so that he can support himself in the future."

"As for Oda, I asked him to send the child to Dr. Mori before I left for the mission, but who would have bumped into this tragic news..."

Dazai Osamu probably already figured out that she will definitely protect the child she picked up, and the previous words were also intended to force her to show her acceptance and protection for him and Oda Sakunosuke in front of everyone.

No wonder Zhong also always clamored to kill this guy.

Has the honest man dug your ancestral grave, actually cheated me so much... ＿(:з"∠)＿...

Only then did everyone take a closer look at Osamu Dazai, who had one eye tightly wrapped in a bandage.

The other iris-colored eye revealed by the little boy was clear, and he was a beautiful child.He had a sense of depression that shouldn't be at this age, and he looked very pitiful with his round face and slightly baggy shirt that had not yet faded.

However, this bandage-wrapped child seemed to be ignorant of pain and sorrow. His face was full of innocence and innocence. At this time, there was a mischievous smile on his lips—he still didn’t understand that in the future, he would be born with a handicapped body. How much discrimination and injustice you have encountered.

Right now, the only thing he can rely on is "Mr. Lantang" who picked him out of the mire and brought him home.

Using such a child, Lan Tang, a foreigner, is really unfathomable...

——Osamu Dazai sat there, did nothing, only used a few movements and expressions, and deceived all the adults around him.

The cadres were speechless for a while.

There was nothing wrong with the logic of Lantang's remarks, and it was impossible to make a conclusion without actual evidence in hand-the most important thing was that no one here had the right to declare that the cadres at the same level were guilty, and even the vast majority of them were not his opponents.

The glances exchanged with each other flickered for a while, and whispers arose, with malice and sneakiness.

Realizing that he was being targeted, the quasi-cadre of the assassination team held his hat in his hand and twirled a few dazzling patterns. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the expressions of his colleagues. He was so angry that he punched the table, and spider webs suddenly appeared on the thick walnut board. like cracks.

"I abide by the will of the previous leader. From today, Mr. Sen is my new leader. There is no objection from the assassination team."

Murata: "..."

Damn, I gave someone an assist!

The way the others looked at Mori Ogai changed immediately.

With Lantang's support, at least physically it would be difficult to get rid of this person by assassination.

Ozaki Hongye, a cadre of the intelligence team sitting across from him, threw the manicure knife in his hand on the table, and smiled with a smile on his face: "I believe in Mr. Lantang's vision, who can't beat him~ But, Mr. Lantang , How do you say that? You walk a lot at night, be careful to bump into ghosts~"

The glamorous oiran gently pulled the corners of her lips to show a malicious smile, which was a bit like a ghost woman in an ukiyo-e painting.

Everyone has long been surprised by the daily life of Miss Hongye and Mr. Lantang. Someday they will feel that something is missing if they don't come for a while.

What everyone is more concerned about now is that two of the four existing cadres have turned to Mori Ogai, and the weight of the "testament" heir seems to have undergone a qualitative change.

Without the support of violence, those illegal industries cannot persist for a day.

Without the transmission of information, the cadres can't even step out of the gate of PortMafia.

Murata glanced at the remaining cadre who remained silent—this was the one Rimbaud met when he joined PortMafia to complete his first mission.

He is the old leader's confidant, and his subordinates are in charge of several sources of income. Apart from the general smuggling business, there are also some things that cannot be made public.

It is also Rimbaud's next goal.

Years of experience in walking on the edge of a sword made him aware of something strange, but right now he is suffering from no evidence, and Lan Tang, who is not as skilled as the martial arts school, can only choose to endure it for the time being.At the bottom of his heart, he was thinking about how to arrest a testament witness and torture him——Oda Sakunosuke's supernatural ability is very troublesome, but the black-haired kid, thin and weak, is easy to handle at first glance.

Osamu Dazai, who was glanced a few more times by him, smiled happily.

The "toy" delivered to the door, this is really a kind person~

Even if it's a little stupid, it can't be helped.

Sorry.

……

There were four participants in the meeting of the five major cadres. On the surface, there happened to be a confrontation between two and two. During the stalemate, Hei Lizard rushed back from the outside when he heard the news of the leader's death. Be it the guerrillas or the guerrillas, they were all sent out by him to clean up the hostile organizations, otherwise Mori Ogai would not have succeeded so easily.

The person in charge of the guerrillas had already gone to the foot of the mountain of hell together with the former leader, so there was no place for the guerrillas in the conference room, and Guangjin Liulang, as the still alive, administrator of the black lizard, naturally had a place here.

The senior was specially invited into the meeting room, and after listening to Koyo Ozaki's description, he raised his hand to take off his monocle and pinched the bridge of his nose forcefully.

Guangjin Liulang is loyal to the PortMafia organization rather than a certain person. To be honest, his first reaction when the news of the former leader's death came - first he let out a breath...

The chaos is finally coming to an end.

Before the dust settled, whether it was a smooth transition or a mess, he weighed it clearly in his heart.

"Since the boss left a will, the black lizard will naturally act according to the will of the boss."

Guangjin Liulang is a smart man.

Mori Ogai, who was sitting at the main seat, showed a satisfied smile.

Three against two, he won.

"Then, gentlemen, I hope we can get along well with each other in the future... Although Murata-kun is a little impatient, his opinions are very constructive."

"Lantang-kun, I will leave it to you to find out the truth about Yamashita-kun's murder. I am looking forward to seeing your report. PortMafia's friendship prevents me from just seeing the face of the previous boss and let anyone throw it on the ground at will. trample."

On the bright side, there is no problem at all, and it would be perfect for Lantang, who is good at assassination, to investigate an assassination. However, Rimbaud has already hung up Mori Ogai in his heart and beat him up——I have never seen such a brazen people……

However, for Murata, this order released a piece of information that both disturbed and reassured him--Lantang, a foreigner, was favored by the new boss by virtue of his "initiative" behavior, but he himself was not completely rejected by Murata himself, at least The new boss also reassured him, it's better than the guy who wasn't even mentioned.

The overall situation has been decided, everyone has to find their own way of life, don't blame the brothers for not talking about the past.

Dazai Osamu, who had been sitting quietly and lazily leaning against Oda Sakunosuke, lowered his head, his eyes covered by his hair were full of dark smiles.

Who said there is no new fun in the second week...