How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

On the second day, the news of the complete destruction of the GSS spread throughout Yokohama's inner world.

People in the other world have no way of knowing who launched the all-destroying attack on the GSS.

Overnight, the bloodbath of the GSS headquarters has not caused much commotion.

Who is the force with such strength?

Underground organizations in Yokohama have set their sights on the Port Mafia, which has recently clashed with the GSS.

A year ago, the port mafia changed its leader. The new leader was the previous generation's personal doctor. The witness was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. Anyone with a little brain would understand the trickiness of this.

It's just that after the event of GSS's complete annihilation, everyone's attitude towards the new leader who looks a little bright has changed.

Mori Ogai looks like that, occasionally being stupid, but he seems to have a force that should not be underestimated in his hands. Didn't you see that the GSS that provoked the port mafia has been wiped out?

Mori Ogai slowly put out a question mark, a little confused, but he was still happy to accept the pot.

It would be great if the Hong Kong gangsters could reduce the cost of some guns and ammunition because of this.

Today's Hong Kong black leaders are also suffering from the consumption of funds.

Mori Ogai's face suddenly darkened, his face hidden in the shadows was a little cloudy.

Osamu Dazai, who was captured by the GSS, disappeared.

His body was not seen, and all the surveillance cameras were destroyed. Dazai-kun disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

Was it taken away by the person who destroyed the GSS headquarters?

Mori Ogai sighed, not knowing what to do.

If Dazai-kun doesn't want to die, then he can definitely survive. He has such confidence in his students, but he doesn't know when he will come back after playing enough.

What if Dazai-kun had a good time and killed himself?

In this way, doesn't he lose a labor force who can help him share the affairs?

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters is bald online.

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Osamu Dazai woke up in bed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the white ceiling. Feeling the soft touch of the mattress under him, he sat up slowly and looked around.

In a monotonous room with modest decorations, the heavy curtains are pulled up to block the external light, and there is a small night light beside it, half-lighting the room with warm tones.

He looked at himself, the wound on his face had been treated, the black coat on his body was gone, and the rest of the clothes were still neatly worn on his body, oh, the shoes were not on his feet.

He glanced at the ground next to the edge of the bed and saw a pair of cotton slippers with black cat heads.

Osamu Dazai lifted the pair of slippers up, touched the fluffy cat head on the slippers with his fingertips, and felt something was wrong.

...the woman who knocked him unconscious didn't look like the type who would prepare such slippers for him.

Just knocked him unconscious, but didn't kill him, and it didn't fit her character design that she could wipe out GSS completely.

what is going on actually?

He was a little curious, put on his slippers with interest, and opened the curtains.

The sunlight spreads directly, illuminating the entire room.

Osamu Dazai looked at the bustling people on the street outside, and compared the buildings on the street, he found that this was not Yokohama.

If the coma had not lasted more than a day, it would have been no more than ten hours from last night to now.

Ten hours is enough to be transferred anywhere in Japan.

He stretched out his hand and flicked the window glass, making sure that it was not something he could break, so he gave up the idea of ​​jumping out of the window that he hadn't planned to implement.

Dazai turned around and walked to the door of the room, listening carefully.

The door was closed, and it seemed that the sound insulation effect was very good, and the outside sound could not be heard at all.

He turned the doorknob and it opened as expected.

The outside looked like an ordinary living room, and he should have been in the bedroom just now.

There is no one in the house.

Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on the sofa in the middle of the living room, holding his chin childishly, thinking: Are you so relieved?Leave him alone in this house.

Or would she be able to catch him no matter where he fled?

There were highlights in his iris eyes, he felt super interesting, and planned to try to see if he would be caught back.

Before he could start to take action, there was the sound of a key opening the door.

Dazai put away the legs that had just been put down, and sat cross-legged on the sofa again.

Fuxin Yano put the lunch box he bought on the shelf, changed his shoes, picked up the lunch box and walked into the living room.

She saw Osamu Dazai sitting cross-legged on the sofa, and without saying anything, she put the boxed lunch in front of him, signaling that it was his lunch.

Dazai Osamu looked at Fushin Yano with round eyes, but couldn't figure out her intentions, and he opened the lunch box and found that the food looked good.

Before he could ask her what she was going to do, Fengxin Yaye walked towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

When she came back, she put a bottle of pure milk in front of Osamu Dazai.Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

Why pure milk?

He thought so and said it.

Fengxin Yaye glanced at him, his eyes fell on the top of his head, and said: "Soda drinks are not nutritious, and they don't grow tall."

The tone was slightly disgusted.

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

Fifteen and almost sixteen, how did his height of nearly 1.6 meters bother you?Is it necessary to diss him like this?

The 16-year-old slug is less than 1.6 meters.

Under Fushin Yano's gaze, he obediently ate his rice, which gave Fushin Yano an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

This is Osamu Dazai, is he so obedient?

At this time, Fengxin Yaye's cell phone screen lit up, she looked at it, and connected the call.

Osamu Dazai slowed down while eating, and began to eavesdrop openly.

The voice on the other side of the phone was not very clear, but Fuxin Yano's voice was very clear.

"Okay, I will go." She paused, "Remember to clean up the file I transferred to."

"okay."

After a phone call, Osamu Dazai listened a lot.

He rolled his eyeballs, turned them over?file?Do it clean?

What, is it someone from the government?The Dark Sweeper category?

Fushin Yano didn't care how much he listened to, she was busy with another matter now and had no time to care about Dazai Osamu.

"Don't go looking for death, the rest, I don't care about you."

Her tone was neither salty nor weak, but it carried news that shocked Dazai Osamu.

According to her, is she going to raise him?

Unexpectedly, ah, unexpectedly, as a government worker, he would openly support a 15-year-old boy!

Dazai Osamu's eyes clearly revealed this meaning, and Fushin Yano was a little silent.

she says.

"It's not impossible if you think so."

Osamu Dazai choked, inexplicably feeling that Fushin Yano was somewhat similar to the friend he just met.

"But, I need to go back. Maybe if I don't go back for a long time, Mr. Sen will think that I have betrayed."

He tilted his head and changed the subject.

Fushin Yano looked at him, not knowing what she was thinking, but her tone remained steady.

"After bringing you back, I've figured out a solution that won't delay your return to Yokohama."

Dazai felt that there was a lot of room for manipulation in these words, such as returning to Yokohama without delay, in what way and in what capacity would he go back?traitor?Undercover?

However, he didn't ask these questions, just looked at Fengxin Yaye quietly, without saying anything.

His eyes instantly coincided with Osamu Dazai from another world, Fushin Yano lowered his eyes.The words that Osamu Dazai said in the dream seemed to echo in his ears.

"My name is Dazai, Dazai Osamu."

The almost 16-year-old Dazai Osamu in front of him introduced himself to Fushin Yano with a brisk voice.

In an instant, Fuxin Yano's gray-blue eyes shone with light, like tiny stars.

There was an imperceptible softness in her voice.

"Fengxin, Fengxin Yaye."

Osamu Dazai noticed it, he thought, well, it seems that Fuxin Yano has found the reason for doing this.

His mood is very delicate.

He felt, probably, maybe very likely, that he was being used as a stand-in.

Osamu Dazai:? ? ?

What kind of third-rate script is this in which the big sister of the indifferent and glamorous government employee and the underworld double sweetheart.

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