All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

"So you are wearing women's clothing, and you are doing some kind of wife cosplay, and in the end, you still didn't give away the ring?"

Osamu Dazai turned his head away, pretending not to hear.

Shinomiya She also took a sip of the coffee in front of him. This is a coffee shop he is not familiar with. The coffee with the same taste is much bitterer than the one downstairs in Wuzhen. I think this store is easier to ambush, of course-more importantly, they don't come to this store often, otherwise Shinomiya and Takashi would not arrange an interview here with Takashi Murata.

Shinomiya She also frowned as he looked at the coffee, he was a little thirsty and didn't want to add sugar cubes, so he could only take a sip and put it down.

Just as the porcelain cup touched the table, a cup was handed to her eyes.Shinomiya She also looked up, and saw the man who was still lowering his head obliquely just now, wearing Ray-Ban sunglasses and exaggeratingly wearing a mask on his mouth, handing the milk he just ordered to Shinomiya Sheya's table, Seeing Shinomiya Shinomiya's gaze, he quickly withdrew the original work.

Shiguya Shinomiya: "..."

It didn't take him too long to know who this sneaky and strangely dressed figure was. After all, the face could be covered, but the hairstyle could not be changed.

There's no one in Yokohama who has the same hairstyle as Jousuke's steak head, okay? ? ! !

Jousuke, please be more professional if you are following and concealing!

Osamu Dazai chuckled, just now he was mercilessly ridiculed by his friends about the progress of his relationship (although he himself did not admit that it was a progress of his relationship), so why not use the material for making fun of him at this moment?

"Your kid seems to be avoiding you recently, how far have you guys progressed?"

Higashika Josuke’s hiding behavior was the second day after he came out of the different space. It is not accurate to say that he was hiding, but he is not as eager to stick to Shinomiya Shinomiya 24 hours a day as before. I don’t know if he is shy or awkward, just Falling far.

Shinomiya Shinomiya's eyes followed Dazai Osamu's words, and subconsciously floated to the fidgeting child, just clicked once, and then flew back like a dragonfly waving water.

"Nothing to do, stay where you are." He propped his chin up, "Speaking of which, aren't you and Zhong also partners in this mission? Why didn't he come today?"

Osamu Dazai stirred the brown drink in his cup boredly, his iris-colored eyes swept back and forth at the door of the coffee shop, "The Hong Kong gang has a meeting today, what's wrong with Takashi Murata, he's late as a reporter!"

"Are you in a hurry to do something?" Shinomiya She also pushed his glasses.

Osamu Dazai froze, he curled his eyelashes and pouted, "Of course not, but being late is really too much."

Kunikida, who was sitting not far away, had veins in his hand holding the cup.

Reflect on yourself first, bastard Dazai!

It was said that Cao Cao had arrived, but before Kunikida could go out alone, the bell rang at the door and hit the door heavily.

A man with a briefcase under his arm and a camcorder hanging around his neck rushed in, sweating profusely, panting heavily, his eyes quickly swept across the rows of seats, and landed on the corner of the wall near the window.

His eyes lit up, and he trotted a few steps.

"Extremely sorry, Mr. Shinomiya!" He bowed ninety degrees, extremely sincere.

"Forget it. Let's start now."

Takashi Murata looked down and saw the beads of sweat dripping from his eyebrows to the ground. He always felt that this cold and clear voice sounded familiar.

During the run just now, the face that flashed behind the booth seat in front of him gradually became clear with the help of the voice.

Takashi Murata raised his head abruptly, his eyes fell straight on the face of Shinomiya Shibuya who was sitting in the back——

Black hair like crow feathers, eyes made of rubies, skin white as snow, facial features like mist from distant mountains, and that pair of silver mirror frames, which did not affect the appearance at all, but neutralized the excessively gorgeous colors, making it even more expensive ...Takashi Murata's brain sparked with lightning, and the fatigue of running disappeared from his limbs in an instant. The real person seemed to be on a stimulant, and he almost jumped from the ground with a catapult and jumped directly in front of Shinomiya.

"It's you!!!"

His eyes fixed on Shinomiya Shinomiya, like a fanatical fan.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, with an amused face, and punched Shinomiya Shinomiya with his elbow, "Have you met?"

Si Gong frowned slightly, searching in his mind, "I don't have much impression..."

Takashi Murata continued, "Yokohama Passenger Terminal! Teacher Shinomiya and I happened to disembark together."

Even if he said that, Shinomiya Shinobu didn't have any impression, after all, at that time, his attention was attracted by the Hong Kong Black Fire not far away on the one hand, and on the other hand he was on the phone with Dazai.

"By the way, this reporter Takashi Murata." Osamu Dazai propped his face with one hand, raised the silver coffee spoon in his hand, and drew a circle in front of Takashi Murata from the air, "Why do you think he is 'your Shinomiya-sensei' , instead of me?"

Murata Takashi: "Huh???"

He looked left and right, and the one sitting by the window was a beautiful woman whom he had met once, wearing glasses, with a slender and bookish look unique to literati.

The speaker was also a beauty, with a polo collar in a windbreaker, bandages around her neck and wrists, a smile on her brows, but an indescribably gloomy look, and those teacup-like eyes seemed to be able to see everything.

"Ah, this..." Murata Takashi was stunned, so he had to bow again, stretched his hands above his head, and held up his business card, "I, Murata Takashi, is the reporter of A company in charge of this interview, please Mr. Shinomiya Give me a lot of advice!"

"Forget it, don't tease him." Shinomiya She also took the business card, glanced at Osamu Dazai lightly, "Aren't you in a hurry, we will settle the battle quickly."

Osamu Dazai curled his lips, "I'm not in a hurry! Such a wonderful time, I should go to hell with the beautiful lady! But I'm wasting precious time here!"

Shinomiya She didn't bother to talk to him, so he exchanged polite words with Murata Takashi and started today's interview.

The content of the interview is very simple. Shinomiya Shinomiya has been a writer for so long and has always paid attention to privacy protection, so there will be no photo session, and excessively private issues will not be involved. The content of the discussion Onodera has also communicated with the editorial department of the other side beforehand. Basically a step-by-step process.Having become famous for so many years, Shinomiya She also did not participate in many interviews. Even when he won the Newcomer Award, the media did not catch his shadow.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for Murata Hera's incident in this interview, Shinomiya Tsubasa would have already thought of a way to change it to online communication.

Murata Takashi, who is full of beauties, hobbies, hobbies, and hobbies, finished asking the last question with excitement. He has never felt so comfortable in interviewing, even if he is interviewing a good-looking writer who almost debuted as an idol a while ago and has a special face , and not as good as any of the first two!

After the topic was asked, Takashi Murata didn't want to leave. He sat where he was, sipped his coffee, and planned to chat a little more.

Unexpectedly, before he could ask the question, Osamu Dazai who was beside Mr. Shinomiya spoke first.

"Reporter Murata, do you have a brother?"

As soon as the words came out, Takashi Murata's face changed instantly, "Do you know Aping?"

Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, "I guess we know each other."

Dongfang Jousuke stood up quietly behind him, staring at Takashi Murata without blinking, always on guard against his every move.

Kunikida Doppo, who was near the door, firmly guarded the door, guarding against Murata Takashi's escape.

Murata Takashi's face changed again and again, nervousness in seriousness, anger in joy, he pursed his lips, and finally stayed on joy, "To tell you the truth, I came to Yokohama this time, in addition to dealing with work matters, I also There is a more important reason, which is to find my brother Aping."

Dazai Osamu and Shinomiya Tsuru also looked at each other calmly.

Sigong She also asked: "Come to look for him? Then did you find him? We have some things we want to see Lingdi, but it has been half a year, and we have not been able to find him after many twists and turns."

Shinomiya Shibuya's proactive questioning relieved Murata Takashi's boredom. He gave a wry smile and sighed:

"I didn't find it, let alone more than half a year, and I haven't seen Aping for three or four years."

Pointing the table with his index finger, Osamu Dazai asked again: "Then how did you know to find him in Yokohama this time?"

His eyes were like a pool of undercurrent surging water, making it difficult to tell how deep his thinking was.

His gaze looked like a searchlight, as if he could directly see through flesh and blood, and directly into people's hearts.

Takashi Murata was agitated by Dazai Osamu's gaze, and a mixture of annoyance and fear struck him. The man who was talking and laughing just now finally lowered his head, crossed his hands, resting on his forehead, and exhaled heavily.

"A few years ago, Ah Ping said that he would go to a big city and never go home until he made a career. We never saw him again."

"A few days ago, Ah Ping suddenly called his family and said that he was going to make a big fortune. When the time comes, we will be impressed. This is the first time he has contacted us in so many years."

"My parents and I were very anxious. I found a way to contact my friends in the telecommunications company and found out the location of the phone. It happened that there was a job in the company going to Yokohama. I came here thinking that I could find Aping here. .”

Shinomiya She also stared at his expression, he couldn't tell that he was lying, "What you said about coming here is only the same passenger ship we took a few months ago?"

"Yes." Takashi Murata nodded, "I heard that Yokohama is dangerous, so I asked my friends in Yokohama to bring me here."

Shinomiya was also silent, and he suddenly realized that if what Takashi Murata said was true, and his eagerness to find a brother was also true, then the last time he was at the pier was probably when the other party was closest to Murata Hera.

"In this case..." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and smiled very cutely.

Kunikida Doppo, who was sitting not far away, saw this expression, felt a chill in his heart, and immediately knew that Dazai was playing tricks again.

Sure enough, Osamu Dazai put his palms together and invited the inexplicable Murata Takashi:

"Why don't you join our team, let's find Aping together!"

"Let's get to know Aping's preferences first!"

Takashi Murata: "Hmm...huh???"

"Know yourself and the enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles!"

Takashi Murata: "War......???"

Really couldn't bear to see the question marks on the other side's head, Shinomiya Shinomiya slapped Osamu Dazai away, "Mr. Murata, we need to know Murata Hera's behavior and habits, so that we can find him more smoothly."

"Oh." Takashi Murata scratched his head, "By the way, what can you do with Aping?"

Osamu Dazai held Shinomiya Shinomiya's palm, half of his face puffed up, "Don't reporters Murata know? Your family, Ahei, is now a traitor of the port mafia and a fugitive!"

mafia?

Reminiscent of the warning words of his friends, the Mafia fire that he had seen since the first day he arrived in Yokohama, and the local situation in Yokohama that he had gradually learned over the past few months, Takashi Murata's face turned livid, as if he had already realized that his brother was being poured into the water. Cement barrels, images of dead bodies sinking into Yokohama Bay.

But... wait!

With a trembling voice, he raised his head slowly, "Sensei Sigong and your friends are not the mafia..."

Si Gongshe also quickly denied it, the misunderstanding was big, "No, we just happened to investigate..."

Before he finished speaking, Osamu Dazai stood up suddenly, the bell rang at the door, and a familiar figure got closer and closer.

The orange mafia cadre came step by step with the cold air outside. Osamu Dazai waved his arms uncharacteristically, beckoning him to sit down.

"What kind of conspiracy and tricks are you playing..." Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered, striding forward.

Murata Takashi turned around curiously——

Isn't this the Hong Kong gangster cadre I saw on the Yokohama pier! !How come here! ! !

He breakdanced with his toes in his shoes, wishing he could shrink in size and slip away.

Nakahara Nakaya glanced at Dazai Osamu who had a smirk on his face, then glanced at Shinomiya Furuto's uneasy face, and greeted him familiarly.

"Sinomiya, your interview isn't over yet?"

Takashi Murata: Sure enough, they are all mafia! ! ! ! !

作者有话要说：明明该到双首领的场合了！可恶！为什么我没能把他们写出来！感谢在2020-10-1623:47:44~2020-10-2000:35:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of meow who came to remind me; 2 bottles of Yaoyue;

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