Double Black Melaleuca Routine

Toru Amuro, whose real name is Rei Fuguya.

Code name Bourbon.

The superficial occupation is a private detective, but his real identity is an undercover agent sent by the public security police to the Black Organization.He came to this cafe to work part-time to find out whether Mori Kogoro had any connection with Shirley, a former member of the organization who defected.The previous plan was to approach in the name of 'admiration' by taking advantage of the convenience of being close to the water. Then I applied for the coffee shop clerk on the first floor of the Maori office, and slowly found out the information in the daily details.Unexpectedly, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and the heart almost stopped suddenly due to two consecutive huge stimulations.

"Ding--"

Dazai Qu fingered the wall of the cup and made a crisp sound.

This sound also brought Amuro back to his senses, who was suddenly hit by an 'errand fee' like a deep-sea fish and thunder, and was shocked.He stared deeply and ignored the orange-haired boy who was drawing notes on the paper with his head down. Many guesses and rebuttals flashed through his mind, and finally he turned and left without saying anything.

[The coffee clerk just now was an undercover agent of some winery organization, right? ] Zhong also asked after thinking about the guessing after the person left.Dazai said that he is a member of the government, but he came here to work as a coffee shop clerk in his free time, so it is likely that he has a secret mission.The little detective on the second floor is related to the Black Organization. The location is too coincidental. It is easy to draw this conclusion by connecting up and down.

"winery."

"Hmm... that's an incisive metaphor." Dazai paused on the paper with the tip of his pen to agree, "It seems that he is still a member who is closer to the core." When facing him, his micro-expressions are well controlled, and his mental quality is also excellent. That cup of coffee, which can be regarded as a troublesome person, easily and perfectly grasped that degree.The thoughtful bunny girl at the casino had tried a dozen times before she got the result he wanted.

Excellent people will be excellent in everything they do.

[What are you paying attention to? 】

Dazai continued to draw on the paper, "Guess."

[I don't. ] Zhong also didn't want to waste that brain.The answer to Dazai's mystery is always only revealed at the last moment. Although they have been partners for three years, they can see through his intentions, but they cannot see through his intentions.He focused on the paper in front of him again, and there were a few scattered lyrics filled in under the notes, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: [Hey, you won't be paying attention to your debut! 】

"When did I say empty words?" Dazai hummed softly, filled in a few symbols of the melody, and continued: "I predict here that the dwarf will take the initiative to ask for a debut." Pause He added: "Oh, and will take the initiative to wear women's clothing."

Zhong Ye: [! ! ! 】

Goubi's partner's predictions are more accurate than those magic sticks, anyway, all the predictions given to him will come true in the end, 【Shut up!Shut up!you shut up!Quickly take back the prophecy for Lao Tzu!If you dare to trick me into debuting in women's clothing, I will sing rock and roll in your head every day! 】Through the reflection of the glass wall, you can see Dazai's face hesitated for a moment, and continued to speak harshly: 【I'm not feeling well, and you don't want to feel good too! 】

"Then take off the women's clothes and debut with your true colors."

Dazai didn't want to give up the idea of ​​making a debut either: "Anyway, after we go back, everything that happens in this world has nothing to do with us, and it won't have any bad influence." He continued to write notes with a pen, "This is a song I wrote with all my heart. It’s the rock music you love.” He pointed to the notes on the paper and hummed a melody, and the noise in his head stopped immediately.

Although Zhongya couldn't understand the score, just listening to the melody that he sang simply and seeing the meaning expressed in the lyrics gave him a feeling of excitement. It was the feel he loved.

"..."

Yes, a little nervous.

Dazai continued to flicker and said: "It's a rare opportunity to lie in another world, not everyone has this special experience." He lightly moved his fingers, and the pen fluttered in dazzling patterns between his fingers, "Here is the "poet is also" , why can’t there be ‘Singer Zhongye’? It’s just to experience a different life.” Guessing that the reason of the dwarf has been digested, he continued, “The experience of living a lifetime longer than others is simply profitable, and you don’t need to pay anything The price, after you go back, you will still be the cadre of the port mafia."

Chuya: "!!!"

Heart, heart beat!

Feeling that it was almost done, Dazai released a fatal blow: "Didn't you also perform and sing at the annual meeting of Hong Kong gangsters before? The only difference in singing here is that the audience is different." Although the port mafia is a resident of the night, but They are also human beings of flesh and blood.Moreover, Hong Kong gangsters have the shell of a serious company. Except for the militant faction who have experienced bloody storms, the civilian employees are no different from ordinary companies.At the end of each year, an annual meeting will be held along with the crowd, during which there will be entertainment programs such as members singing and dancing.

"Then, let's experience it?"

"Snapped--"

Dazai snapped his fingers.

The prophecy came true.

Huyou Tachibana's gravity caused him to fall into the pit, Dazai directly added soil into the pit to prevent him from crawling out: "I always think it's a bit weird here, what's your opinion?" Dazai circled a melody with a pen, and he hummed it out to seek Opinion, "How do you feel comfortable singing according to your feeling?" Sometimes professional musicians are constrained by the melodies written by 'professionals', which are very 'textbook'.

Good songs are full of emotion.

After Zhongya accepted the setting of 'different identities in different worlds' and 'experiencing different lives', his whole body suddenly ignited. He began to look seriously at the songs written by Dazai, and put forward opinions according to his own feelings, [I think It would be more comfortable if the pitch turns a little higher here. 】Mafia is not fighting all the time. When dealing with the so-called high-class people, if you want to blend in with them, you need to know some necessary skills, and 'elegant' music is one of them.Not professional, but basically understandable.

[Here, the lyrics are replaced. 】

【Uh huh huh~】

[I think this is better! 】

[It's the song I sang when I debuted, change it for me! 】

Hearing the noisy but lively voice of bluffing in his head, Dazai propped his chin with one hand, and the smile on his face softened unconsciously.

Amuro Toru, who traveled all the way and asked a lot of people to find the small shop hidden in the corner to buy back the requested strawberry juice, happened to see this scene.The orange-haired boy was sitting by the window, the afternoon sun cast a faint halo on his body through the glass, his cobalt blue eyes were like a cloudless sky, clear and clean.It is completely different from the blue that was as deep as the sea before, but full of treacherous eddies and accompanied by storms.

I was stunned for a while.

He went over and put down the strawberry juice.Just about to speak, the boy stretched out his index finger and pressed it on his lips in a silent gesture, pointed to the time displayed on the phone screen, and then pointed to the inside and outside of the store.Although the other party didn't say it clearly, Amuro transparently said that he meant to discuss it in detail after get off work.The number of people in the store has started to increase. Although they are impatient, this is really not a place for secret conversations.

Toru Amuro turned and returned to his post.

He has a decisive attitude and looks without any nostalgia. When entertaining customers, he is also in line with the professional enthusiasm of the shop assistant. From the expression alone, he can't see the anxiety that he is full of thoughts at this time, and the information of a major breakthrough is by his side.

【I thought of Dazai! 】

[Here, hum~hum~hum~the tune is changed like this. 】

【Hey, are you listening to me! 】

unwise.

The orange-haired dwarf was too involved.

But this is the gravity of Hong Kong and black, once you decide what you want to do, you will go all out.Dazai picked up the strawberry juice and took a sip, the noisy voice in his head instantly became quiet.

【what! 】

[It's the strawberry juice I drank at the casino last time!You hurry up and take another two sips. 】This taste is great, slightly sour and sweet, and I drank a whole cup quickly after sip after sip.Chuya's voice was limp from drinking the delicious strawberry juice, 【Dazai, have another glass, I still want to drink it. 】

Toru Amuro happened to be nearby.

Dazai beckons: "Have another drink." He doesn't care if it's a drink provided by the store, the initiative is now in his hands, he has the right not to expire, and he will try his best to make it when he can.

Amuro smiled: "Okay, guest."

After a while, a glass of strawberry juice was brought again, and the cup was from the coffee shop.Dazai picked it up and took a sip, the taste was the same as the cup with the logo of another shop just now.And this glass of strawberry juice has been specially processed to perfectly match his favorite cold but not freezing temperature.

"I learned the recipe from that store." Toru Amuro smiled and explained, "You live next door. If Nakaya-kun wants to drink, I can provide delivery service at any time when I'm not busy."

Oh, it's pretty fast.

The basic information was found so quickly.

Dazai glanced at the bright red strawberry juice, smiled and countered: "Actually, besides strawberry juice, I prefer wine, especially Bourbon Whiskey."

Toru Amuro's pupils shrunk.

Who is this orange-haired boy?Insight is also horrible.He was sure that before entering the coffee shop, the young man only 'confirmed' that he 'may' be from the police, and guessed at most that he was an undercover agent.As for guessing that his code name is 'Bourbon', he should have accidentally revealed it by himself just now.

People will respond more or less when they hear things about "self". For example, when they hear someone calling their name, most people will look at it subconsciously.Some of the guests ordered coffee just now, and his friend said that he prefers Bourbon Whiskey, and he doesn't like bitter coffee.He glanced at it unconsciously.That person's voice was a little loud, and not only him but other guests also subconsciously looked over because of the 'voice'.But the young man captured the key from the subtleties.

How old is this boy?

Are you an adult?

Are kids nowadays so scary?

Dazai's tone was straightforward and he said: "Boben-san, please get me another piece of paper." The dwarf took care to write the revised notes and lyrics of the painting one by one, both the front and the back were full, and it was not enough.

Toru Amuro: "..."

It is useless to deny what has already been established.It was as if Akai Shuichi had been proven to be dead by all means, but he had an intuition that the other party must still be alive somewhere and was still continuing to investigate.

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Okay."

Come out of the coffee shop.

The location agreed with the other party is on the top of the building, on the open-air flat floor. Here, the view is wide and you can directly see the situation in the corridor. No one can hide, and the conversation is very safe.Dazai took out the mirror, kissed and expelled Tachibana's gravity force from his body, and said: "You will take charge of the body later, follow my instructions."

Zhong also said casually: "Then just go out by yourself just now!"

Dazai blinked.

There is a soft cover on the lips, and then the taste buds feel a faint sweet and sour strawberry flavor.The taste is too good and I still want it, so I took a step forward and kissed back again: "The plan has changed."

【Are you sick! 】

Dazai: "..."

Probably, strawberry poisoning.