All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

Nakahara also suspected that Osamu Dazai had a grudge against him.

No, there is no need to doubt this, there is no doubt about this.

What he suspects even more now is that Osamu Dazai is destined to have a collision with his car criminal, and his horoscope is definitely not compatible!

Not to mention the well-known defection incident among Hong Kong blacks, Dazai Zhizhi obviously slipped away, and he had to put a bomb on his car...

As early as Zhongyuan Zhongye had just left "Yang" and received his first salary after joining the port Mafia, he was replaced by a young Zhongyuan boy who loved cool for a locomotive - that car was his favorite for half a year, and it was sold as early as The shop stared at it, with a streamlined body, an extremely cool black and silver paint job, and extremely strong horsepower. Few young men could refuse it.

However, on the second day after Nakahara picked up the car, I only had time to go around the coastal road in Yokohama. Because of Dazai Osamu, the new car happily entered the sea, sinking without even bubbles coming out.

The Central Plains was also angry for a whole month. In the Hong Kong and Black Building, there were tables, chairs and benches floating every day. It looked nothing like a mafia headquarters, but more like Hogwarts.

Anger ends on next month's payroll day.

"Chuya!" Osamu Dazai, who got into the car, lowered the window and waved his hand, as if he was the owner of the car, "It's impossible to complete the task of the leader if you're always dawdling, or... ...Is this the kind of work efficiency of the cadres in Hong Kong and black?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a "cut" and approached quickly, he was really afraid of the combination of "Dazai and Che".

This kind of innocuous ridicule is not worth it to someone like him who has been subjected to the poisonous tongue of Dazai all the year round...

Osamu Dazai stared round, pretending to be enlightened, and then said: "Oh, I forgot, the slug is small and slimy, it's just a snail without its shell, it can't run fast at all!"

Not worth mentioning a ghost!

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned black in an instant, he took a step, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, as if a weight hit the glass, cracks spread from the center of his feet, crackling.

It seems to have gone too far.

Osamu Dazai scratched his face, not panicking at all, he always knew how to calm down Chuya's anger, and said leisurely: "I asked Shinomiya about the shape of that arrow, the sooner we can find the 'arrow', the better. Otherwise, if an item that can create supernatural beings is in the hands of unscrupulous guys, the whole of Yokohama will suffer."

Halfway through his words, the gravitational ability agitated in Zhongya Zhongyuan's body has faded.

Zhong also doesn't put the business aside, he has a steelyard in his heart, he always knows which is more important, compared with the rest, they are all insignificant and trivial matters.

Osamu Dazai was pulled out of the driver's seat by Nakahara Chuya without any resistance and thrown into the passenger seat.

If it weren't for the fact that the sports car only had two seats, Nakahara Nakahara really didn't want to sit side by side with Osamu Dazai.

Not only was it awkward, but also... Nakahara Chuya glanced sideways without showing any trace.

Osamu Dazai opened the window, propped his face with his hands, and propped his elbows on the window frame, the cool wind came in from outside the car, his brown hair danced in the air, making it difficult for people to see his eyes clearly.

Nakahara could only see Osamu Dazai's well-defined jaw line, and the sideways neck was like a fragile paper tape, as if it would bend if it was lightly broken.He saw the smile on Dazai's lips, but for some reason, he always felt that today Dazai was not as happy as he showed.

Osamu Dazai’s happiness is very strange, Nakahara couldn’t explain it clearly, he only had a vague concept in his mind, laughing doesn’t mean happiness, crying doesn’t necessarily mean pain, Osamu Dazai often laughs, maybe it’s Because of his appearance, as long as he doesn't deliberately turn his face cold, he always gives people a feeling that he is not in a bad mood. Not to mention this guy is always pretending, and his smile seems to be a kind of mask, as long as he wears it, he can also Be as happy as anyone else.

Nakahara Chu also swallowed the "mackerel" who wanted to go back, and let him understand Dazai Osamu's mood. This is really a rare and precious thing, and even he himself is a little surprised that today is unusual.

Perhaps it is not "unusual" today, but the strange phenomenon that was manifested today was caused by the supernatural accident caused by Shinomiya Tsuya a few days ago.

Osamu Dazai didn't say where he was going, and Zhongyuan Zhong also forgot to ask. When he wanted to speak, he saw Dazai Osamu's ghostly appearance, and he couldn't speak again.

He was silent, there was no music in the car, Osamu Dazai didn't speak, only the wind blowing past his ears.

They ended up at the original cargo terminal.

"The interrogation came out?" Osamu Dazai suddenly asked without thinking.

If other people absolutely have to react for three or four seconds, Zhong Yuan, who was still in a daze just now, didn't even think about it, so he replied: "Well, the group of people who want to smuggle into Hong Kong gangster goods are from the next county. The small gang didn't know they were being used as gunmen, and thought it was just a simple smuggling of something."

Osamu Dazai pushed open the car door, stepped out with long legs, and walked to the place where the battle was fought.

There are not many traces of fighting there, and the ground has long been cleaned up by people from the Hong Kong Black Logistics Support Department-after all, the biggest damage is nothing but potholes on the ground, which are all caused by Zhongye's gravity ability.

That battle was really not intense. The students of Suzuran Boys High School fought more viciously than this. It was just Chuya’s simple crushing, like a kindergarten child holding a high-dimensional weapon—a hot water bottle aimed at an ant hole on the ground , The ants were powerless to fight back.

"Where are you going?" Osamu Dazai was amused by the children, kettles, and ants he imagined in his mind, and he shook his shoulders and let out a muffled laugh.

What he asked was the destination of the shipment.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him suspiciously, and was really familiar with his indirect convulsions, so he didn't ask anything, but replied: "It was shipped to Italy."

"Italy..." Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin and murmured in a low voice: "Which organization?"

"What is the identity of the missing person?" Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets and walked back with his toes up. He figured out the ins and outs, and the only thing missing at this moment was the missing arrow.

Zhongyuanzhong also unexpectedly recalled the scene of the two of them cooperating to carry out the mission for the first time, and he didn't know what Chief Mori thought. He could put the two of them who were completely different in nature together. Gu Ge's pursuit of clues is no longer a partner, but he can work together more calmly than before...

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered the brim of his hat to cover the upper half of his face, "According to the boss of the small gang, this missing person is the person who contacted them for this business at the beginning. It's not very deep, I only know that he is a low-level member of the Hong Kong gangsters, his pseudonym is Murakami Ping, and his real name is Murata Ping."

"What a perfunctory name." Osamu Dazai sighed, "Is Hong Kong gangster so depraved now? Can't even find out a spy?"

"It's not a spy, it's a traitor." Chuya Nakahara stared at the back of Dazai Osamu's head and said, "He was originally from Hong Kong gangsters."