All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

Both were a little silent.

Quiet? In the corridor, there is only the sound of the countdown beating slowly.

They searched the entire auction venue, and there were still five more of this kind of bomb that could blow up half the venue.

The two of them were helpless, but they were not in a hurry. After Osamu Dazai had been away for an unknown amount of time, a vibration suddenly came out of Mori Ogai's pocket.

The weak voice broke the long-lasting stalemate between the two. Mori Ogai took out his mobile phone and just glanced at it casually. He seemed to have thought of who was calling? He followed the silver-haired president of the Armed Detective Agency and picked it up without hesitation.

"leader."

"Ah." As if chatting about family matters, Mori Ogai asked casually, "How's it going?"

The narrow room was full of subordinates in black, and all the exits were sealed, except for the iron door at the door, which fell off completely as if hit by a train, and fell against the wall.

Guangjin Liulang had just finished wiping his fingertips with a handkerchief, with a calm demeanor, as if he just casually dusted off the dust, instead of easily knocking away a defense gate of a military base with his fingertips.

The old man is very elegant. If he wasn't kneeling in front of a beaten man with black eyes, nosebleeds, and a tattered body, no one would believe him. He was a member of the "Black Lizard" of the port mafia. Husband?.

On the other end of the phone? Mori Ogai and Hirotsu Ryuran? Although they couldn't see them, they were still respectful. He? Concisely said:

"Caught it. And what else? It's..."

He paused, with a rather helpless expression, looking at the other side of this small safe house——

In front of the bookshelf, bent over with his hands behind his back to look at it? The man is humming a song, and his eyes are flying over the books on the bookshelf, making people doubt him? Is he just having fun, or is he really looking for something with his heart? .

The iris-colored eyes blinked, "Ah, this book..." The bandaged hand stretched out, and pulled out a book with a vague title from the gap without hesitation. .

They didn't intend to open it at all, but their expressions were extremely determined. After putting the fourth book they found—that is, this book on the table, they turned on their toes and got close to it. Beside Guangjin Liulang who was on the phone, he smiled and pasted.

"Mr. Sen."

Mori Ogai also responded with a smile, "Dazai-kun, the efficiency and attitude of the recent work? It's not the same as before. Did something good happen?"

Osamu Dazai took the phone from Hirotsu Yanagi's hand, "Mr. Mori is pretending to be confused, I just gave you the leave note two days ago."

Mori Ogai raised his eyes and looked at Yukichi Fukuzawa next to him. He understood that even without the blessing of the four-year-old Miyawawa, the president of the Armed Detective Agency next to him would still be able to pick up the phone. He heard the content of the call clearly, and because of this, when he saw Fukuzawa Yukichi frowning slowly because of Osamu Dazai's words, that "why my? When I was about to hand over a leave slip to Mori Ogai, I suddenly understood——

Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't even know that members of his family abducted his family cadres and called them "honeymooners".

This? It's like your own? Pigs have overtaken other's? Cabbages.

Seeing Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression, Mori Ogai's mood suddenly became joyful, even listening to the "little bastard" on the phone bargaining, smiling like a three-hundred-year-old? Like a monk, very kind.

"I don't mind." Mori Ogai turned his footsteps, and Fukuzawa Yukichi behind him stopped, and the two of them faced each other, with a distance of less than one meter. They could hear both their words and their breathing? It was clear .

"After all, feelings are your young people's business, and it's not easy for us to make decisions, but..."

"Wait, wait!" Osamu Dazai was alert, "You 'you'?"

"That's right." Foreign Minister Mori Ou sighed for a long time, like a heartbroken old father who couldn't bear to see the crimes committed by his prodigal son. He didn't explain the meaning of "them" at all.

"Recently, the cooperation process between the port mafia and the armed detective agency is progressing smoothly. If young people want to fall in love and get married, it's fine. As the leader of the port mafia, Nakaya-kun is mine after all. ?Subordinates, also trained by me? Children..."

They were talking on the sidelines, their gazes were all in front of them, Dazai Osamu's reaction on the phone seemed to be completely forgotten, and his eyes were only fixed on Fukuzawa Yukichi whose face was getting darker and darker, constantly Add oil and vinegar, fan the flames.

Sure enough, the silence was as if he had practiced closed-mouth meditation, and Fukuzawa Yukichi still couldn't help breaking his skills.

"Dazai."

Their voices were extremely low, like low clouds before a storm.

"President???" Osamu Dazai widened his eyes in surprise.He didn't see President Fukuzawa's figure on the monitor before!How did it happen suddenly? Mixing with Mr. Mori... Ah, the word "mixing" seems a bit wrong, but this? It's not the point anymore.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's body concealment technique, to put it bluntly, is a certain application of the guide's spiritual suggestion. They only learned it in the Hong Kong Hei University building yesterday. They are not proficient in using it. Contact them Everyone in the past can detect it, but Osamu Dazai, who only has access to monitoring equipment, can't find it.

Therefore, in the eyes of Osamu Dazai, Mori Ogai has always been busy everywhere alone.

"Dazai." Fukuzawa Yukichi responded, looking deeply at the person in front of him? Smiling? Fukuzawa Yukichi, all of a sudden? People outside this category...

If it is true what Mori Ogai said, then wouldn't Hong Kong and Hei belong to the Central Plains Chuya?

He? Still didn't ask? He maintained the dignity that an armed detective agency should have. "We'll talk about it when we go back."

"Hey!" After hearing this, Osamu Dazai seemed to have been pardoned, and he threw the phone to Hirotsu Yanagi like a potato.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai's panic was only for a moment. Soon, they regained their composure. With a playful smile on their lips, they stretched out their hands and patted the semi-conscious Muratahei.

"Boom—" Suddenly, loud noises came from inside and outside the receiver.

In the handset, on the side of the auction venue, under the influence of Dazai Osamu's [Disqualification in the World], Murata Hera's supernatural ability disappeared, and the people who were thrown into the space appeared out of thin air, and they all fell into the space with bewildered faces. on the ground.

Outside the earpiece, a sturdy one that can withstand three or five rounds of rpg? The house suddenly shook, as if a meteorite had fallen, heavy objects struck, the ground trembled, and dust fell from the roof. Everyone looked serious at first, and then, the presence Everyone showed smiling faces, except for two——

One is Murata Hei, who was beaten to a bruised nose and swollen face. Since the other party has lost his will, this is not surprising.

The other is Osamu Dazai, who just escaped from one kind of panic and then stepped into another kind of panic.

He? Like his butt on fire, he bounced off the ground suddenly, turned his head and ran away.

Osamu Dazai has always seen a lot and thought a lot. Before entering this safe house, they have figured out at least seven escape routes, although now six are blocked by the port mafia. But there is still a way out!

Without saying a word, they ran quickly, and the smile on their faces disappeared.

Hirotsu Liulang and Osamu Dazai have been together for so many years, even when the young man in front of him was a kid, he never had such a panicked look on his face.

The old man couldn't help being a little curious.

So, he waved his hand, and several men in black followed the trend, blocking Dazai's path.

Without hesitation, Osamu Dazai bypassed them with an extremely dexterous figure.

However, just stopping and going around this way, a few seconds were wasted.

Just a few seconds is enough for a supernatural person, a supernatural person with gravity ability to arrive.

The storm caused by gravity is like a hurricane at sea. The orange-haired gravity master walked step by step on the cracked ground. Guangjin Liulang greeted his cadres without saying much, and looked very winking Beckoning, everyone led Murata Ping and filed out.

The chill behind Osamu Dazai?

It was as if someone was holding a sharp icicle formed in an arctic ice cave and piercing their skin one by one.

He moved his steps and rubbed forward.

The table at the side was quietly flying up with a bang, and struck at Osamu Dazai's hair in an instant, hitting the passageway in front of them.

Blocked? Strictly dead.

"Chuya." Osamu Dazai didn't run away at all, and turned around with a smile, but he was still looking for death, "Are you? Are you murdering your husband?"

Nakahara Nakaya was still wearing his big black coat, but the inside was not his usual formal suit, but soft pajamas. Under the white neckline was his skin as white as jade, but on the top It was densely packed as if someone had chewed it all over, and it was covered in bruises. Even the wrists that protruded from the cuffs were dyed bright red——

It's like being tied tightly with a tie.

It's a pity that he now has a fierce red and black glow all over his body, and no one pays attention to it.

"Dear husband?" Nakahara also squeezed his fists, and there was a rattling sound. After listening to it, one can imagine that when Osamu Dazai's bones shattered later, there would be an equally wonderful sound.

"That's right!" Osamu Dazai pouted, blinked his eyes, and pulled his hand out of his pocket aggrievedly——

On the right hand wrapped in bandages, a few strips of white cloth were scattered because they were loose, just revealing Osamu Dazai's ring finger.

At the bottom of their finger, a small silver ring is worn on it.

Osamu Dazai shook his finger. In the dim room, this ring was like a star, astonishingly bright.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also startled, and his expression became more fierce immediately, "Oh, so what?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned this time.

They suddenly laughed, not loudly, as if they thought of something funny, and gradually couldn't hold back their laughter, covering their mouths and laughing loudly.

Tears filled the corners of his eyes when he laughed, and his whole face softened when he smiled.

Osamu Dazai took a step forward, this time not towards the door, but towards Chuya Chuya.

The obstacles formed by compressing the air against gravity, the wind is like a wall, pushing them outward desperately, they are very firm, the bandages on their limbs are blown away bit by bit, but they are not blown away. Step back a little.

He? Finally came to the front of Chuya in the Central Plains.

Just getting up from the bed, Zhong Yuanzhong, who followed the smell of pheromones, was also confused by their actions, and was stunned in place.

They have never seen such bright colors in Osamu Dazai's eyes. His beautiful eyes are always like a puddle of mud, a chaotic swamp, a bottomless abyss , which is world-weary, indifferent, calm and indifferent, when did it suddenly change?

There seemed to be a lamp inside, a fire burning.

At this moment, there is still one person.

Central Plains was also suddenly scalded, the surrounding supernatural storm gradually subsided, the fluttering air currents calmed down, and the waving objects fell to the ground.

Osamu Dazai finally walked in front of him.

The man with disheveled hair raised his eyes and smiled, there was a cut on his face that had just been scratched, and blood beads rolled down his clean cheeks.

It dripped down to the back of Osamu Dazai's raised hand.

Osamu Dazai slowly stretched out his hand, inserted it into Nakahara Chuya's pocket, interlocked his fingers, and pulled out Nakahara Nakaya's hand wrapped in half of the glove.

This is the glove or he? He helped the other party put it on not long ago.

Zhongyuan Zhong also watched their actions, and was stunned for a long time, when he suddenly thought of something.

He pulled his hand back, but his fingers were firmly clasped, motionless.

Osamu Dazai grabbed them, and his interlocking fingers changed to hold their wrists, and the other hand grabbed the fingertips of Chuya Nakahara's black glove.

Osamu Dazai sighed: "Sure enough? I'm an idiot. I blocked it a little, but I didn't find anything."

Therefore, when dealing with Zhongye, one cannot cover up or beat around the bush.

Open and bright?, put it directly in front of them, and read it in their ears——

The half of the gloves came off little by little, and the white gloves stood out against the black gloves.

Suddenly? Waking up from a coma, there was no time to think about it, only to see the mess on his body, and Zhong Yuanzhong didn't have time to think about it. He put on his clothes and rushed out without hesitation. There was only one purpose: regardless of three, seven, 21, first Beat Osamu Dazai? Let's talk after a meal.

Confused and chaotic? Memory cleared away the fog little by little, and Zhongyuan Zhong also calmed down from his anger, and slowly remembered what happened before?

The glove was finally taken off from the hand, and the small pinky ring, which was hidden by others, was so inconspicuous that Nakahara couldn't even find it, was quietly staying on the ring finger, exactly the same as the one on Osamu Dazai's hand.

Nakahara looked up at Osamu Dazai.

Their expressions at this moment were even a little ignorant, their long and slender eyelashes fluttered slowly, and there was a pool of crystal-clear amber in their blue eyes, with sparkling waves flickering on them.

Osamu Dazai let out a chuckle, and their voices fell peacefully, like a dream, which was addictive.

"Look." They put their own rings on it, and the cold metal was warmed by their mutual body, and the slight rubbing sound seemed so loud.

Nakahara Chuya flattened his palm, as well-behaved as a kindergarten kid, Osamu Dazai suddenly scratched his fingertips on his palm.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his whole body was on fire.

"Look." Osamu Dazai was still talking. He seemed to have finally caught a dream? A child, proud and happy, his face couldn't hide his happiness.

"You promised me a long time ago!"

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