King of 25 Cubs

"Why do you carry cephalosporin with you?"

I asked awkwardly, and regretted it after I finished asking.

"I heard that adding wine with cephalosporin can easily kill people." Osamu Dazai paused, as if thinking of something old, he slightly hooked his hanging fingertips.

He wrinkled his nose and showed an expression like a little devil, but his tone was completely opposite to his expression, relaxed and joyful: "But I don't want to die in pain, so I have to ask Slug to help me try this way of death first. Is it uncomfortable? ~"

I:"……"

Look, is this what people say? !

After Osamu Dazai gave the answer, he was beaten by Chuya Nakahara.

To be honest, I think it is a miracle that he survived to this day without being beaten to death.

"Come on, Mr. Nakahara~"

I squatted aside and called Zhongya Zhongya, probably because he thought I was annoying, so he glanced back at me.

"What is the relationship between you two?"

I raised my hand and said super loudly, "I have nothing to do with him."

"Wuguajiang is so cold." Dazai raised his head and complained dissatisfiedly: "My friend's neighbor, rounded up is my neighbor—"

Nakahara Chuya stomped Dazai's head off.

"According to what you said, is your friend's wife rounded up to your wife?"

Dazai's vague voice came: "It's not impossible to think like this... Aww!!!"

Chuya Nakahara stomped Dazai into the flower bed, walked back to me with a cold snort.

I shrunk my neck, he wouldn't want to beat me too, would he?

I am definitely stronger than Dazai who has a combat power equal to 0.5 big geese, if you want to beat me, I will definitely fight back!

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't beat me up, he pressed the brim of his hat, and said a little unnaturally: "Where is the shop with Petus you mentioned?"

I:"……"

Seeing that I didn't make a sound for a long time, Zhong Yuanzhong also deliberately put on a vicious expression and stared at me: "Could it be that you were lying just now?"

With his appearance, there is really no deterrence at all.

I tore off a note and wrote him the address of the bar.

"Thanks."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the note, waved his back to me, and hurried away without a trace.

At that speed, it was as if there was some savage beast chasing him behind him.

With a "poof", Dazai popped his head out of the soil like a groundhog, shaking the dirt particles in his hair.

"Wu Gua Jiang Wu Gua Jiang~ Can you come over and do me a favor and pull me out?"

I walked over with a blank expression, grabbed a handful of white daisies from the flower bed, and placed them in front of Dazai's head.

"Tofu-san, may God bless you, Amitabha."

I still failed to connect with my candidates in the end.

Where did he go? !

After leaving the Italian Mountain Garden, I called Tachihara Michizo, but the other party didn't answer.

After a few minutes, he sent me an email——

【I'm lost. 】

I took out my grade book with a blank expression on my face, and wrote "failing" on the [disguise] grade column made by Tachihara Michizane.

Can't even memorize the map, what kind of information business are you doing, what are you doing? !

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Before returning to Tokyo, I called my colleagues from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

"Mr. Miyagawa, do you know Chuya Nakahara?"

"Chuya Chuya? Isn't this the gravitational force of Mafia at the port? He is also known as 'Double Black' with Osamu Dazai, and he is quite famous."

Mr. Miyagawa paused, then suddenly remembered: "Oh, you were thrown to school by Mr. Ango during the Longtou War. You shouldn't have any impression of it. Zhongyuanzhong also made its mark in that war."

"Is he of high standing in Port Mafia?"

"Same as Osamu Dazai, he is a reserve cadre...why did you remember to ask him?"

"It's nothing. I happened to meet this person today, and I had a little unpleasantness." I avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "Mr. Miyagawa, what's the mess with you? Is something wrong with Corey?"

The phone was very noisy, not like the usual Secret Service. I even vaguely heard Mr. Ango's voice, as if he was reprimanding someone.

"Cough, something happened, and it has something to do with you, Gao Sui." He cleared his throat, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Anwu is very angry now, you should be careful recently, and don't touch him."

"Huh? What does it have to do with me?"

I don't seem to have done anything to make him angry recently?

"Hey, didn't you give Mr. Anwu a box of snail noodles before? He kept it in the cabinet and didn't eat it. He finally went back to Keli at noon today, and he settled his lunch in the office by the way. The snail noodles just boiled, everyone I thought the enemy attacked and blew up the toilet, which almost caused a riot."

"Well, then what?"

"Then, Mr. Ango put up a sign at the door of the office - "Gaosui and snail noodles are not allowed to enter""

No wonder I received several system notifications about the increase in the split index at noon, and I was still wondering where it all came from.

"...Am I being fired?"

"Forget it. When Mr. Anwu calms down, he will remove the sign."

"Okay, then please Miyagawa-san please say something nice for me, let Ango-san withdraw as soon as possible—"

I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of my eye, and my voice suddenly stopped.

That figure was wearing a thick fur-collared cape and a white fluffy felt hat. He was thin and tall, with an elegant and delicate appearance...

Fei Jia?

Covering his lips and coughing softly, he walked slowly into the dark and dirty alley.

"Mr. Miyagawa, I still have something to do, I'll call you later."

Remembering the abnormality when I saw Fei Jia last time, I frowned, hesitated for a moment, and followed.

I'd like to see what he's up to!

Follow along, the doubts in my heart are ready to come out.

I am not a native of Yokohama, but I have lived in this city for several years. I cannot be said to be a Yokohama expert, but at least I will not get lost like Tachihara Michizo. I am also familiar with some large and small alleys. Can get rid of several people with the help of terrain.

It's just Fei Jia...he is an international friend who has not been here for a long time, and he seems to be more familiar with this city than me.

If you have to use an animal to describe it, it is a mouse—they hide in the corners of the city and are familiar with every corner that humans don’t know, including where every sewer leads to and where every garbage bin is placed. , What is the color of the soil under each seam, and even the pH of the soil.

Fei Jia twisted and turned, and stopped in front of a dilapidated bar. The old neon lights flickered on and off, making the sound of "clicking".

He walked under the neon lights, raised his head, and the light and dark colored light fell on him, leaving a strange and uncertain shadow.

This shadow made the boy look like he was dragging a demon behind him.

I unconsciously held my breath.

With a creak, the door of the dilapidated bar was opened from the inside, and a young man with long silver hair came out.

"Master, you are here."

I took a closer look, isn't this white hair the robbery murderer I sent to prison before?

He escaped from prison?

And the two actually knew each other?

I waited outside for 2 minutes. When a drunk passed by, I took the opportunity to knock over the trash can closest to the entrance of the bar with a stone.

The drunk man tripped over the trash can and made a lot of noise, causing Baimao to come out to check. While the door was still open, I sneaked into the bar lightly with my lower body.

In the dim light, I rolled on the spot and hid in the shadow of the table.

There was no one in the bar, the faint smoke permeated the dry and cold night air, Fedya adjusted the old gramophone, the discs were spinning slowly, Tchaikovsky's classical music brought people fainting Sleepy atmosphere.

After a while, Bai Mao came back and said to Fei Jia respectfully, "A drunk man knocked down a trash can outside."

Fei Jia crossed his fingers to his lips with a calm expression.

"Then, go ahead."

"Yes, Master."

Bai Mao put his hands on his chest and bowed slightly like a Western deacon.

The tone and performance of this person in front of Fei Jia gave me an inexplicably exaggerated and pretentious feeling, as if he had moved a stage play into reality.

He said in an aria-like tone:

"Thanks to the great master for giving me the position of chief guard, and giving me the opportunity to dedicate myself to my master. I have prepared the surgery for the removal of the unfortunate part of the perception that you mentioned earlier."

"I will arrange it for you as soon as possible."

Fei Jia nodded slightly and said quietly.

"I haven't got any more information about the 'book', please give me more time, master; as for the girl named 'Takaho Yuka', before I can do anything that day, she--"

Fei Jia suddenly raised a hand, and Bai Mao's voice stopped immediately.

The young man crossed his legs and sat in his original position in a leisurely manner, his head turned slightly, and his cool eyes swept towards my hiding place.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"Oh, it seems that you didn't clean up your own territory, and accidentally let other mice touch it."

I was startled suddenly, and in an instant, a cold air rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead.

It was discovered!

I didn't wait for the other party to make a move, I rushed out first, and kicked the table towards Fei Jia——

Obviously there was a white hair in the bar who was more capable of beating, but I subconsciously chose to deal with him who seemed weak, pitiful and helpless.

Out of intuition, Fei Jia is even more dangerous than many boss-level characters I have seen in other worlds.

He never gave me this feeling before, even the day I was invited by him to drink tea at home.

The old Fei next door turned out to be an actor!

Damn it, I lost. I'm so unwilling to lose to someone else.

When the table was thrown at Fedya, he got up and dodged it.I followed closely, pushed the table top with my hand, and directly locked Fedya to the wall with the side of the table leg.

His calm purple eyes reflected my face.

I pursed my lips, just as my hand touched Fei Jia's skin, bright red blood burst out in front of my eyes.

The look of surprise remained on my face, but my vision gradually blurred, and my body lost strength in an instant.

Ability - "repeatedly jumping on the verge of suicide"! ! !

In an instant, a phantom of dislocation of time and space appeared in front of my eyes, as if the air was vibrating and buzzing.

The seconds were ticked, and when everything was in place, I locked Fei Jia's slender body to the wall with a table, and my hand was stretching forward, about to touch him...

Fedya remained motionless, looking at me calmly, his purple eyes reflecting my face again.

I withdrew my hand and gave him a mischievous smile, as if deliberately shaming him.

Fedya suddenly opened his eyes wide with a perplexed expression.

My thoughts raced extremely fast.

The old Fei next door's ability is a bit domineering, whoever touches it will die?

Anyway, I don't dare to touch this poisonous white rose. I don't know the purpose of such a dangerous person staying in Yokohama. I'd better report it to the Secret Service and the military police. Follow-up investigation will see how these two organizations arrange it.

Pretending to be invincible, I escaped directly from the bar door.

I shivered as the cold night air sucked into my lungs.

The neon lights in front of the door were completely scrapped at some point, and the whole alleyway sank into a thick, indelible night. The distant voices of people on the other street came through the darkness, fragmentary and faint like creepy ghostly voices, as if at any time. Seduces the listener to fall.

I rushed towards the exit of the laneway, and when I was about to return to the light——

"puff!"

Silent sniper bullets pierced the air and penetrated into my heart.

It all happened so fast that I fell down without even feeling the pain.

Everything in front of me turned into a phantom, turning back into darkness, and even the "ghost's words" in the next street gradually fell silent.

The last thing I heard was the sound of slow footsteps echoing in the empty dark alley.

A boy with calm eyes like purple jelly came over, knelt down on one knee, and rubbed his fluffy collar against my neck.

"A man of integrity and affection is always honest and forthright, but a shrewd man takes your words to heart and eats you up."

He lowered his head, his movements were gentle, and his cold thin lips touched the corners of mine.

"Found you, Maria."

The author has something to say:

A man of integrity and affection is always honest and forthright, but a shrewd man takes your words to heart and eats you up.

- "Crime and Punishment"