From engagement to elopement with Dazai

One night five days later, Detective Dazai attended a dinner party with her little assistant in his arms.

Of course, if judged by the specifications, this may not be called a banquet.From Sanae's point of view, this can only be called a carnival.

Yes.A carnival between criminals and criminals.

It started when Osamu Dazai ran into the basketball club of Teiko Middle School in the hotel. Because of the lack of friendship and the task, they didn't intend to say hello to Seijuro Akashi.

Unexpectedly, at noon on the second day after the encounter, the red-haired boy came to them with his companions.

"I'm sorry for taking the liberty to visit, Miss Yingjian still owes me a favor, do you remember?" The young man maintained himself, but he could vaguely see the worry in his eyes, "Can Miss Yingjian please do me a favor?"

Sanae froze for a moment, she did remember this favor.But the meaning in Akashi Seijuro's words seems to be that he already knows her identity.

Peng Gelie's development in Japan has a certain business cooperation with the Akashi Zaibatsu. If Akashi Seijuro intends to investigate her, it is indeed not surprising that he will know her identity.It's just that she was curious about what happened to make Akashi Seijuro ask for help on the condition of favor.

"Of course I still remember." Sanae nodded, "I just don't know what happened to Akashi-kun and he would come to me for help."

Although Yokohama is not within the sphere of influence of the Akashi Zaibatsu, the name alone is enough for ordinary things.Can come to her for help, is it related to the Mafia?

Under the watchful eyes of Sanae and Osamu Dazai, Akashi Seijuro pushed over a group photo, and the boy's index finger pointed to the only woman in the group photo and introduced: "This is Momoi Mayzuki, the manager of our basketball department .”

Osamu Dazai looked down at the photo, not surprisingly, he found that the girl in the photo was the pink long-haired girl he met on the street yesterday.

"She disappeared between 10:30 last night and seven o'clock this morning."

The key word "missing" in this sentence touched Sanae, she suddenly raised her head, first glanced at Seijuro Akashi in disbelief, and then looked at Osamu Dazai sitting next to her as if seeking a sense of approval.

I don't know if it's because the boy has been staring at him or because they happen to have a telepathic connection, but Sanae's glance got the boy's nod.

Seeing a change in her expression, Akashi Seijuro asked calmly: "Miss Sakurami, is she ready?"

Not disclosing the case to ordinary people is the basis of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. Osamu Dazai reached out to pick up the group photo on the table, and directly chose to change the topic: "When did you decide to come to Yokohama, and when did you arrive in Yokohama?"

"The car yesterday morning." Akashi didn't ask deeply, but answered the question cooperatively, "Teiko's bus took us here uniformly, and the accommodation was decided one month in advance. The only people who know about it are the participants and the reviewers. well-equipped school teacher."

He knew that Osamu Dazai was extremely difficult to deal with, so instead of wasting time fighting with him, it was better to give the information directly.

Akashi Seijuro's words almost eliminated the possibility of an acquaintance committing the crime, except for the one-ten-thousandth probability that Momoi May left on his own. When it came to the rampant transnational human trafficking case in Yokohama, Sanae almost identified it as the same batch of prisoners.

"After 10:30 in the evening, she will not be with you. Has she returned to the room?" Osamu Dazai continued to ask the time point that would help to find clues.

The person who answered this question was no longer Akashi Seijuro but the dark-skinned boy who Dazai Osamu passed by last night: "I finished training at 09:30 yesterday, and Wu Yue shouted to go out for a stroll, so I and her Went out. Came back at 10:30."

Sanae wrote down the important information, and looked around at the group of teenagers from the Teiko Middle School basketball club while Dazai Osamu was asking.

Momoi Wuyue disappeared without warning, so the information these teenagers can provide is pitifully small.Most of the information provided by Akashi Seijuro is almost the limit of young people's intelligence and meticulousness.

Judging from the existing information, Momoi May's situation highly overlaps with most cases of mafia human trafficking, and it is very likely that it is the same case.

Momoi May also has what most victims have in common, young, beautiful, and defenseless.Fourteen or fifteen-year-old oriental girls are in the early blooming of buds and morning dew, fresh and full of vitality, arousing love and destruction.

In order to grasp the recent movements of the mafia in Yokohama as soon as possible, there is a place that is much faster than their own investigation——

The king of Yokohama's black world, Port. Mafia.

If Sanae wasn't there, Osamu Dazai would have to work hard to sneak into the port. The mafia went to check the information.

This transnational mafia and human trafficking case was careful and targeted. They knew whose territory this piece of Yokohama belonged to, so they were careful not to offend the port. Mafia.

After the battle of Mimic, the Supernatural Secret Service Division wanted to push any disputes to the port. The mafia was not so easy.

"It's no wonder that the Supernatural Secret Service will find you." Sanae accompanied Dazai Osamu to sneak into the port. The mafia's information database, the data flow on the electronic barrier is huge, although Dazai Osamu can always find the files he wants accurately, But Sanae was already dizzy.She gave up observing the database and started looking out instead.

Osamu Dazai proficiently opened an information database about various organizations in Yokohama.

Even if the surrounding forces are insufficient, you must always be vigilant. This is the reason why the superior can always be in the superior position.

"found it."

"Let me see, let me see!" Hearing that the matter had progressed, the girl immediately crowded over, and the electronic screen glowing with blue light projected the information into their eyes and onto their faces at the same time.

Osamu Dazai clicked on the information of one of the organizations: "This is it. The new organization started half a year ago. The main business seems to be reselling small firearms. The leader of the organization is an outsider. He should have mixed in Osaka."

"Why them?"

"Look at this." Osamu Dazai manipulated the mouse to hover over another photo.The man in the photo is blond and blue-eyed, with a standard western appearance.Although Sanae doesn't like this one, but comparing the face in the photo with the people she used to meet on the streets of Italy, it can be called "handsome".

More importantly, a line of small words under the photo

[Confirmed by the superhuman.Unknown abilities. 】

With the initial goals, the next actions can be targeted to deploy strategies.Port. Mafia's information does not record the detailed location of this organization's base, only a rough outline is drawn.

It is very close to the slums, and it is indeed a suitable place for black organizations to hide.But at the same time, where fish and dragons are mixed, even if two strange faces are mixed in, it will not attract any attention at all.

So there was the opening scene.

He has a deep understanding of the habits of the lower-level mafia, and Dazai Osamu has a good appearance.

He no longer hugged the girl's slender waist like a gentleman, but slightly lowered, away from the waist and close to the buttocks.

Sanae had never had such intimate contact. Unlike kissing and hugging, it was a more explicit bonding.If it weren't for the illusion to cover it up, the redness on her face might not be able to hide it.

But the person next to her seemed to be able to see it.

He clung to Sanae's ear, and evenly breathed over the edge of her sensitive earlobe. The breath was warm, and the tone was ambiguous: "Miss, please cooperate." Under such provocative sensuality, every inch of the young man's touch is trembling. It's pulling her mind.

Sanae involuntarily met the boy's kite-colored pupils, but this noble face like an upper-class man was seducing obscenely.

How... foul.

The young girl's morality is too shallow, and a young man can take away all her mind with a little trick. Her defense line was defeated, and she surrendered when she softened her body.

Satisfied to see that Sanae had no time to care about the content after he joined the conversation, Osamu Dazai calmly blocked all the wine that was pushed over.

Alcohol is a good thing.

When the intake of alcohol reaches a certain amount, people's will will be disintegrated silently.Reason will also wear away, and what can be said and what cannot be said will evaporate into the air together with the alcohol.

Gathering wine around the slums is not always a good venue, and there are also some people who drink directly to the bottle.

Osamu Dazai did drink a lot tonight.

This group of people also doesn't have any good wine, mostly beer, occasionally a little red and white.Sanae looked anxious, afraid that Osamu Dazai would drink something bad.But the young man didn't know if it was because of drunkenness that affected his sanity, and he didn't realize that she could use illusion to help him cheat.

"Mr. Dazai...don't drink, we should go back."

After finally leaving the venue, the crowd dispersed in all directions.The few people who got drunk were staggering towards the slums, and many others lay unconscious on the ground.

Osamu Dazai did not lose his balance ability like these people.After hearing the girl's persuasion, he paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and he answered after a while: "Where are you going back?"

Sanae raised her forehead: "You're drunk."

"I didn't." Osamu Dazai quickly denied it.He looked down at her seriously, and the shadows from his eyelashes covered the iris light, giving Sanae a sense of docileness.

How can a drunk person admit that he is drunk? Sanae shook his head and resignedly helped Osamu Dazai: "Take a taxi and go back. Mr. Dazai lost his sanity after drinking half of it. He has been using illusions to cheat you. As a result, Still drinking."

The girl's whimpering complaints reached Osamu Dazai's ears, and a smile flashed in the iris' eyes where Sanae couldn't see.

"Mr. Dazai is not afraid that I will sell you."

The boy's eyes moved slightly, and then he hugged Sanae like a koala, and his voice was a little bit aggrieved: "Here you are."

"Huh?" Sanae blinked blankly.She didn't understand what Osamu Dazai meant when he said abruptly to you, but it didn't stop her from sighing: "Mr. Dazai is so obedient when he's drunk."

Seeing that the girl did not respond to his words, Osamu Dazai turned sideways and grabbed Sanae's wrist.

The light and shadow inside the car changed with the lights on the side of the road. When a street light was turned on, the incandescent light swept across the boy's face, reflecting the possessiveness in his eyes.

he said stubbornly.

"I give you, you give me."

The author has something to say: Damae: The drunk Mr. Dazai is too difficult to coax——

Zai Zai: (laughs)