Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

Gan Cha shifted his gaze to the person who caused this scene.

Yukimura Seiichi still looked calm and breezy, as if he didn't realize that he had done any earth-shattering event, he smiled and looked at her attire: "Your attire is quite interesting."

"..."

She was amused and helpless, turned her head away from Yukimura, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "This kind of dangerous guy, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"After all, I'm also curious about what you usually do."

The boy rested his chin and said with a smile.

"This time is a special case!" Gan Cha emphasized.

Being able to perfectly hide their identities in the early stage, use people's hearts to set up a situation, and skillfully disperse the available forces on the opposite side, so that they even had to drag in irrelevant people to help in the end...

Such an opponent is quite special to a detective agency—or rather, it is very special to the whole world!

"Don't talk nonsense when you go home!" She tugged on Yukimura's sleeve and looked up at him.

"Well, well, I know."

The young man responded casually, and stretched out his hand to pat her head with a smile.

"Actually, I've wanted to say it for a long time—it's okay to not have to settle things by myself. How about you acting like a baby to me like Miyuki from time to time?"

Miyuki Yukimura, the seven-year-old little sister of the Yukimura family, is a crying coquettish ghost.

Gan Cha glared at him.

"I don't want it." She turned her face to the devil on the ground, and after looking at it for two seconds, she burst out laughing, and asked gloatingly, "So it's killing the five senses? How long will it last? Have you contacted the Supernatural Secret Service? "

The purple-haired boy answered her questions one by one gently and patiently.

"It's to eliminate the five senses. The effect is not clear. With Sanada's physical fitness, it can last at least 10 minutes? If there is any movement, I will make another shot. Don't worry."

"The Supernatural Secret Service Division has already contacted Ms. Xie Ye and said they will arrive soon."

Gancha was about to nod, when the boy added nonchalantly: "—and hope that I will accept one of their tests."

He raised his eyebrows and said happily: "The tone sounds quite restless."

That is of course not peaceful.

Gan Cha glanced at him, and the young man just happened to look at her too: "Since even the people over there value it so much,"

He asked with interest: "Shall I teach you tennis?"

"Don't try to trick me into running laps around the field!"

The two brothers and sisters here have a harmonious atmosphere, while Kunikida Doppo is in a very unfavorable situation on the other side of the cargo ship by the sea.

Not only was the warehouse empty after following the clues, but there were only the corpses of the guards, and he himself—

The collar was grabbed, and the strong force pulled him to bend down involuntarily.

Although he was a little impatient along the way, the person who was generally very cooperative suddenly made a very unfriendly move.

"I've been feeling uncomfortable ever since—"

The mafia cadre in front of him had a dark face, and said through gritted teeth, "It's that guy! Dazai! Tell him to get out!"

"what?!"

Kunikida was taken aback by the meaning of his words, and stopped when he was about to pull away Chuya's right hand.

"Why are you pretending to be stupid?! The clues on the road are all left by him—I have partnered with that guy for three years, and I can smell the smell of mackerel on his body from far away!"

The red-haired youth said angrily: "Defected from the mafia and dared to appear in front of me boldly. Is it because I didn't have enough fun with suicide, and I want to find him to die?"

Chuu also tugged at Kunikida's neckline again, causing Kunikida to choke on his breath, but he had no time to think about it.

"What? Defected from the Mafia??"

Kunikida Doppo's glasses shattered with a snap.He stammered and asked back, "Dazai...was a member of the Mafia before?"

"Ah?! So you guys...don't know?"

Nakaya glanced suspiciously at the tongue-tied Kunikida.

After a while, he eased his expression and let go of his hands slightly: "Dazai...could it be that he deceived your detective agency—it is something he can do..."

--wrong!

But Zhong also reacted immediately.

Even if the man in front of him didn't know about it, the girl must have known about it and helped hide it.Otherwise, she would not have mentioned Dazai's name in front of him with her character of spreading everything out.

I'm afraid this guy was also tricked by those two people -

While feeling a little sympathetic towards Kunikida, Chuu couldn't help being a little annoyed.

——Fortunately, he still trusts her so much!

He let go of Kunikida resentfully, and was thinking about reporting this to the leader, when the blond man's mobile phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the name of the person on the incoming call notification, Chuya immediately snatched the phone, and connected the call with such force that he almost smashed the screen.

Dazai's brisk voice came from the speaker.

"Hi~ Chuya, long time no see—it's rare to be smart once, what an amazing achievement~"

"However, I expected to find it."

He said leisurely, "After all, Chuya's nose is as sensitive as a dog's."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhong also roughly interrupted the annoying provocation.

He has a lot of questions to ask, but there are still tasks, and other things can wait until this guy is caught and hung up.

So he asked bluntly, "What did you do? Where were the medicines?"

In a certain room in a row of warehouses by the sea, Dazai held the mobile phone in one hand, and said in a pleasant tone:

"I'm not the same as Nakaya. The person who slipped away from Nakaya was caught by me. If you look at it this way, I still won."

The other hand of the black-haired youth was on the shoulder of the clown whose smile disappeared, and a white cloak was thrown on the ground.

"—Although it's disgusting to say that taking off a man's coat... Ah, but the feeling of talking to a slug is similar."

Dazai seized the opportunity, reported his location before Chuya got angry, and then hung up the phone neatly.

He put the silver-white mobile phone in his pocket and looked around the warehouse.

"Soon you will lose the freedom you love the most."

Dazai made a strong hand, turned Gogol to the guards with live ammunition, and asked with a smile, "Are you really planning to exchange the whereabouts of the medicine?"

The corners of Gogol's lips curled into a slightly crazy arc.

He was about to speak when a man with glasses and a scholarly look came in from the passageway made by the guards.

Ango Sakaguchi, a former undercover investigator and assistant counselor of the Supernatural Special Affairs Section, looked at the scene in front of him and pushed his glasses.

"Don't waste your time, Dazai-kun."

He bent down to pick up the cloak from the ground, and said, "Next we will go to receive the arrested Dostoevsky."

Dazai raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Even the devil was caught?

The people from the Ability Secret Service Division left within 2 minutes, and with a bang, Zhong Ye, dressed in black, crushed the roof of the warehouse and fell from the sky.

The ocher-haired youth was surrounded by supernatural red light, and the flat ground under his feet showed cracks like spider webs.He stared at Dazai, and asked, "Where's the person?"

Dazai patted the dust off his body in distaste, didn't even look at it, and replied naturally: "Of course it was taken away, should we leave it for violent slugs?"

Zhong also snorted.

His words were stinging, and he said mockingly: "You are working very hard now."

"Hey, is there? I'm always being said to be missing work."

Dazai put his hands in his pockets, looked at the door, "Where's Kunikida-kun?"

But without asking him, he knew that he must have been left behind by the dwarf to deal with the gin and vodka.

"I killed it."

Zhong replied impatiently, without being diverted from the topic, looked directly at Dazai, and asked, "You bastard—what purpose do you have?"

"What's the purpose? If it's about work, I've always been very serious, isn't it clear to Chuuya? My mission has never failed—"

"No one asked that!"

Chuya stared at him: "Defected from the Mafia and still dare to stay in Yokohama, and even joined another supernatural organization——Dazai, what exactly do you want?"

"..."

Dazai looked at Chuya.That was the look in his eyes when he joined forces to face Lan Tang and asked him why he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to live.

Is he really that serious this time?

Dazai thought a little annoyed—even saw the slugs.

The black-haired youth sighed.

He could have vaguely mentioned it, but since the little man asked to such an extent, he had no choice but to answer.

"Violence and death, and the people struggling to survive in between, I have seen clearly."

Dazai showed a bored expression: "There is nothing in this world, neither meaningful nor unexpected things."

"Things with pursuit value will eventually disappear."

Chu also looked at him wordlessly.

"Someone wanted me to do something good, so I came to the detective agency, and here I saw a different kind of thinking—a person who could see the same scenery as me, a completely different way of thinking."

"It's not that she hasn't seen sad stories, but she still thinks she can catch the most perfect ending."

Dazai smiled and said softly:

"Seeing everything soberly, but still harboring unrealistic fantasies, for this reason, he is down-to-earth, and he does not hesitate to use means to deal with it reasonably..."

"The story of this person, and the place that cares for the growth of such thoughts, I want to continue reading."

"Perhaps, here at the junction of light and darkness, I can find something different and closer to the essence of life. Then, I also want to—"

A long time ago, Mr. Mori said to him, "take the initiative to do something that people hate".but now……

"—do something that pleases everyone."

The room was silent.Only the sound of the sea breeze poured into the empty warehouse.

Whether it's a smile that has everything under control, or a look of boredom that is out of the world, in short, all of Dazai's expressions are annoying to him.

However, at this moment, Chuya found something human in this annoying face like never before.

"...you bastard."

In the end, Zhong Ye just said: "I even occasionally say something that I can listen to."

Dazai glanced at him, and smiled lightly.

Such an expression can't help but make Zhong also feel very angry.

He raised the corners of his mouth and said with a sneer, "I'd better wait until you get out of the organization alive to be so obedient—you dare to appear in front of me, do you think you can escape with just your physical skills?"

"Of course I have my own way."

A mysterious smile appeared on Dazai's face, and he said in a suggested tone: "Why don't you contact Mr. Mori first?"

Hearing that, Chuuya frowned.In the blink of an eye, some guesses flashed through his mind.

"...All of this was done on purpose!"

He raised his voice and yelled in disbelief: "You--led me here on purpose!"

But what is this guy's purpose?What good would it do him to divulge information about his location?

Do you want your organization to be wiped out by the Mafia while you say it so nicely?

"Hide-and-seek has been playing for a long time, and it's not interesting. Zhong is so sure, will Mr. Mori do anything to me?"

Dazai looked leisurely: "Based on the evidence I have in my hands, enough to cause the cadres of the mafia to be executed a hundred times - he may not dare to deal with me."

He raised his hand and patted Chuya's hat easily: "This information——I have to trouble Chuya to convey it to Mr. Mori."

"Don't touch my hat!"

Chuya waved his hand away angrily, glaring at him unhappily.

The silent eye contact went on for a while, and finally Dazai, who could even control his heartbeat, prevailed.

Zhong Ye gritted his teeth bitterly: "A member of the detective agency—that girl knows your identity, right? How dare you keep a guy like you around?"

"Well, I think she's a bold kid, too."

Dazai nodded in agreement: "I even dare to cooperate with Chuya who is a mafia. I don't do those things anymore."

"Huh?! I won't attack her!"

Chuya immediately retorted: "I'm not your sinister bastard, who knows what you're planning—"

His words came to an abrupt end.

"What is the little man talking about being treated like a dog by the black-hearted doctor?"

Dazai said softly, his iris-colored eyes were bottomless.

"Chuya, don't speak too soon."

The author has something to say: Maybe someone still remembers Dazai staring at the moon in a daze the night Chuya picked up Gancha, hehe

Zai: The favorability of both sides is too high, let me suppress it

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