I'm putting on a vest

Shiina Mashiro's expression went blank for a moment.

"Ozu... what are you talking about?"

"I said I am a cadre here."

She was still looking at him, her eyes unfocused for a long time, her breathing was slow, as if she hadn't understood what he was saying.

He sighed, like looking at an ignorant child, obviously the door has been opened in front of her, and she has put on all the clothes for going to school, but she is still holding her schoolbag and preparing to stay at home and not want to leave her parents.

"I said..." His tone is so gentle, as if you don't need to deliberately understand those words, they will get into your ears with the wind and live in your brain, and will not leave until the moment you die. What is given to you is what you have to believe.

"I'm a cadre of the port mafia. Isn't Zhenbai standing here now? This whole building is the building of Hong Kong gangsters. I have my own office here. The boss here can control me, and I will control it at other times. other people."

"I have never been locked in an interrogation room when I came here. Sometimes I also go in, like just now, but it is to punish others instead of suffering myself."

Shiina Mashiro looked at him.

She wanted to stretch out her hand, but it hurt terribly as soon as she moved it. Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that she hid the hand with the bony fingers behind, and then held the wrist of that hand with the other hand.

"...Ozu." Mashiro Shiina's voice was low, "Do you order me to be arrested here today?"

Dazai shook his head.

His next words wiped out all the hope she had just raised.

"But I didn't stop it either."

It was as if she had lost a lot of blood, and her face instantly paled like a dead person.

Nakahara couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and grabbed her arm, blocking Osamu Dazai's vision, and said, "Mr. Mori wants to see you." Then he pulled Shiina Mashiro forward.

She made no resistance and was so light that pulling her was no more difficult than pulling a life-sized shop window model.

Osamu Dazai also followed slowly, with his hands behind his head, turning his head from time to time to look at the messy corridor.

Zhong Yuan also threw him a warning look, and the latter whistled briskly and smiled innocently.

The location where Mori Ogai is located is a temporary office. The original office has been turned into ruins in the previous chaos. Shiina Mashiro's expression has not changed at all, even though she has many small sniper rifles on her body as soon as she enters. The red dot, and everyone pointed their guns at her as if there was nothing there.

She stood there, looking at Mori Ogai across the long table, Alice leaned against him gently beside him, staring at her with red eyes mixed with malice, Shiina Mashiro was not at all curious why this comparison She was as young as a girl of eleven or twelve years old would stand here.She just stood there watching her quietly, possibly not thinking about anything.

Mori Ogai asked her to sit down, Shiina Mashiro did not respond, Nakahara Nakata pulled the chair away for her, dragged her to the side of the chair, and she shook off his hand and sat down.

When she sat down, her hair was spread on the chair, some of it was bent, and the ends of her hair were stuck on her back through the clothes, which made Zhong Yuan feel uncomfortable.

She was sitting there in a very unnatural posture, and she remained the same as she sat down before, without changing a single time for 5 minutes.

Her hair was still there curled up, a little fuzzy.

Mori Ogai said to her, "Miss Shiina Mashiro, I know about you."

Shiina Mashiro did not answer.

"You caused us a lot of losses earlier - a total of 37 people, it will not be so easy to find a replacement in a while."

"It's going to take a lot of trouble to ask you to come here."

His gaze stayed on Osamu Dazai vaguely for a moment, but the latter didn't look at him, but just looked down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

He said again, "We invite you this time..."

"Please speak quickly."

The high-pitched sound, like a bell rolling on the ground, resounded throughout the room, covering Mori Ogai's voice.

She may be the only person in this room, or in Yokohama, who dares to interrupt him.The latter raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Shiina Mashiro looked at him with a calm expression.

He looked at her for a few seconds, smiled, and stopped putting pressure on her, but just asked her a question.

This question is short and to the point.

"Those monsters before—you called them hounds," he said. "Did you make them?"

This exposed the fact that he was eavesdropping, Shiina Mashiro frowned in disgust, looking at his arm.

When she was sitting there before, she put down the sleeves of both hands as much as possible to resist the cold of the interrogation room, but later she rolled up the sleeves when she was painting, and now the circular gap on the arm It looks very conspicuous.

And on the back of Zhongya Zhongya's left hand, there was an identical gap where the hound's tongue attacked. The gap was large, but there was no bleeding or pain, as if it didn't exist.

But as long as you look there, you can feel that your spirit has been correspondingly traumatized.

"It's kind of like that," she said.

"...Then there is no other way."

Mori Ogai sighed faintly, and looked at her with regret, like looking at a precious jewel that had to be discarded.

"Do you know how long the Hound has been around this time?" He asked the person next to him, and the person next to him whispered something to him, and Mori Ogai said it aloud to Shiina Mashiro.

"3 minutes, 2 minutes and 54 seconds to be exact."

He said to Shiina Mashiro, and looked around again.

The people standing around are the leader's personal guards, all of whom are one-in-a-million people with different abilities, but now they all have all kinds of blood on their bodies, and some body parts of a few people are missing, and Zhongyuan Zhong also sees the corners. There was a curled up figure inside, its mouth was stuffed up, so it couldn't scream loudly, it just barked softly like a beaten old dog.

The cry hadn't stopped since he came in.

"In 2 minutes and 54 seconds, at least [-]% of the personnel died, and these [-]% were our fighters, and more than half of the remaining civilian personnel fell into mental madness... Sigh." Sen Ou Outside sighed.

"It hurts a lot."

With his sigh, his hand turned slightly on the table, a gun was pressed against the table and turned towards Shiina Mashiro, the black muzzle of the gun pointed at her.

You look at the muzzle of the gun, and you will imagine that some kind of monster will come out of it after a while—a bullet, shot her in the abdomen, causing her to fall back and die lifelessly, and the blood will be all over the place. Carpet throughout.

Mori Ogai's fingers rested lightly on the trigger.

The little red dots on Shiina Mashiro's body were swept away, and everyone pointed their guns at her, and the sound of the click of the safety was heard in unison, almost like a noise.

"I think you should pay the price."

Mori Ogai said politely as if saying hello to a passing lady.

He pressed lightly with his fingers on the trigger.

Shiina Mashiro did not fall.

The bullet was blocked by something before it was fired.

Osamu Dazai took his finger away from the muzzle of Mori Ogai's gun. This finger just stuffed a candy of just the right size into it as if by magic.

He took one hand away, and held Alice next to him like a big brother, and with the other hand, he thrust the gun into Mori Ogai's mouth, making his cheeks puff up. He originally had the air of a superior The face is deformed, which is very funny.

When Osamu Dazai did all this, he didn't have any killing intent, he still had a smile on his face, like a child playing with an adult.

As long as the little boy uses a little force, the leader of the port mafia will splatter blood on the spot, and the whole city will fall into chaos again.

Everyone pointed their guns at him, the boy smiled and pushed the gun a little further in.

Mori Ogai retched.

Alice next to her looked at Osamu Dazai with hostile eyes, no, those eyes were no longer hostile, her eyes had become inorganic like weapons, ready to attack at any time, but Osamu Dazai didn't seem to be afraid of her at all.

He looked around them, and it seemed that his whole body was full of flaws, but it was because of this that you didn't dare to attack him, and you didn't even dare to speak louder, because you were afraid that he would be slightly frightened, so you pressed hard on the button on the trigger. finger.

"I think the leader must have made a mistake just now." Osamu Dazai said.

Shiina Mashiro on the opposite side finally reacted, stood up and looked at him as if frightened.

"Compared to killing her, what he said should be a more gentle order." He said nonchalantly.