Casablanca dedicated to Mr. Nakahara

"Worried about him?"

"……No."

"You've been on this page for a long time."

"Your illusion."

Qianli silently turned the hardcover book in his hand to the next page, trying to refute the other party's words with practical actions.

The sound of paper rubbing came into his ears, and Mori Ogai, who was sitting at the desk, curled his lips silently.A stack of financial statements awaiting approval was piled up in his hand, and on top of it was a battle damage report submitted not long ago.

The chaos caused by the combined use of "Hell of the Brain" has spread widely, and the hotels, shopping malls, office buildings and other industries under the port mafia have suffered damage to varying degrees.Fortunately, no one was killed in this incident, and the port mafia, as a legal club, has purchased corporate property insurance on time every year.

Putting his chin on one hand, Mori Ogai signed his name at the bottom of the document with a smile. "Chuya-kun is very strong."

The fingertips wrapped in black gloves flipped the pages mechanically, but the eyes didn't move a single bit.The dense text seems to jump out of the paper, rotate, shrink and rearrange into obscure sentences.Qian Li tried to focus on the fictional world of the novel, but failed several times.

"I know."

Nakahara Chuya's ability - 'in the filthy sorrow' can manipulate gravity as he pleases. In a way, the ability to break the established laws is quite foul.In addition, this person is also a master of physical arts, enjoying the battle while bringing the aesthetics of violence to the extreme.

The problem is that the Armed Detective Agency sent Osamu Dazai, the two names put together, was called 'Double Black'.

The origin of the name...

There was an inconspicuous dent on the hard bottom cover, and Qianli withdrew his hand stiffly.

"Will need to use—"

What happened that night six years ago is still vivid, and even the dust-filled trajectory of the building when it collapsed is clearly discernible.Qianli didn't continue talking, as if some kind of cold and hot metal strangled his throat.

"Dirty?" Mori Ogai inserted the quill pen back into the pedestal, and the slight 'click' sound could not be hidden in the quiet environment.He looked sideways at the bookshelf not far away, with a clear look in his eyes.

"The probability is more than [-]%, and the combined superpowers should not be underestimated. As long as Yumeno-kun remains in their hands, the attack like today is bound to usher in the second or third time. Even if a different choice is made , the enemy strategist can also predict our actions tonight. It is the simplest and most efficient way to set up an ambush and choose subordinates who are good at fighting to guard important chess pieces."

Qianli raised his head abruptly, clenched and loosened his right hand hanging by his side.The red and black Prajna ghost face looks the same as before, but only he knows that the anxiety that has nowhere to vent is like a thorn in the apex of his heart.

Mori Ogai glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and then said in a gentle tone: "It's already nine o'clock, Qianli-kun, it's your off-duty time now."

***

The boss who had never stepped into this office broke in without prior notice, and Takahashi Kazuko subconsciously reached out to Browning who was hidden in the inner pocket of his suit.

"...Master Qianli?"

"Come with me."

"Yes."

Three minutes later, the two got into the commercial vehicle that had been transformed into a medical vehicle.Qianli fastened his seat belt and reported an address, and the red tail lights quickly disappeared into the underground parking lot.

The night was getting darker, and the empty street looked very deserted.The large-scale attack yesterday made this port city lose its former hustle and bustle, and the hellish scene left a lingering shadow in the hearts of ordinary people.

Chisato moved his gaze out of the window, and the rapidly reversing street scenes frequently came into view.More than [-]% of the shops posted a note saying 'Closed business', and the collapsed buildings needed to be rebuilt urgently.The heavy-duty wrecker truck belonging to the government department had just finished its day's work, and the dull sound of the engine running as it passed by was pierced into the ears.

It wasn't until the commercial vehicle deviated from the main street that the scorch marks left by the explosion gradually disappeared.

Kazuhika Takahashi controls the steering wheel skillfully, and the elegant doctor drives a car no less than Shinichi Oda, who is speeding every day.When encountering continuous curves, the speed of the car will be slightly reduced. Otherwise, he always presses the accelerator to the bottom.

"I thought you were not interested in mystery novels."

Looking down thousands of miles, he has a copy of Ellery Queen's "The Mystery of the Greek Coffin", first published in 1932, on his lap.

"There is no conflict between hating detectives and reading speculative novels."

Takahashi Kazuko bent his eyebrows, his soft facial features were clean and clear.If you ignore the cold aura lingering around him, it is difficult to connect him with the port mafia just by looking at his appearance.Compared with the party defined as 'evil/party', the man in his early thirties left the outside world more like a well-respected scholar.

"I appreciate their Jerry Lane more."

Qianli raised his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "Proficient in cross-dressing?"

"This is just one of them." Takahashi and Hikari turned the steering wheel half a turn to the left with a chuckle, and completed a beautiful drift on the mountain road with a dangerous flick. "Retired Shakespeare actor, and handsome."

Qianli: "..."

The ear-piercing sound of braking suddenly resounded through the air, startling the birds in the forest.Takahashi Kazuko parked the car on an open sandy field, surrounded by several towering trees.He pulled out the key and unbuttoned the seat belt, and the trunk slowly opened.

"I won't go in, so as not to hold you back."

Qianli pushed open the car door, and before leaving, he did not forget to say "be careful".

Takahashi Kazuko pushed the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he held the double-barreled Browning M1911 in his hand.

The dungeon where Yumeno Kusaku was imprisoned was in the deepest part of the forest, and the information that the intelligence department worked so hard to find would naturally not be wrong.Qianli's figure flashed and merged with the thick night, and there was no sound during his actions.

His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and there was a very faint smell of fire/powder in the stuffy air.Qianli narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up at the dark sky.The dark clouds hanging over the city during the day have not dissipated, and there is only deathly silence in the dark jungle.

The battle is over.

While thinking about it, he came to such a conclusion.

The dark shadow continued to shuttle forward like an elegant cheetah, and its light figure was incredibly flexible.

When the dilapidated log cabin finally appeared in the field of vision, the first thing Qianli noticed was the deep crater in the open space ahead that seemed to be caused by a meteorite fall.With a diameter of more than 50 meters, the buried bricks and stones were reduced to dust after being hit by a huge impact.

He looked around, his sharp eyes suddenly focused.

found it……

Thousands of miles over a large crooked tree, speeding up again.

Zhongyuan, who fell into a coma, was also lying blood-stained in the gravel and dust, ignorant of everything that happened outside.Dark red blood stains soaked the shirt, and the overcoat, gloves, and narrow-brimmed top hat were all gone.

Qianli's breathing stagnates, and a strong rust smell hits his face.He walked forward slowly, his fingers hanging by his side trembling unnaturally.The uncontrollable trembling didn't stop until he carefully hugged the person in his arms.

On the way back, the restless killing intent in his chest almost burned his remaining sanity, and what maintained the precarious balance was Zhong Yuan's steady and powerful heartbeat.

As soon as Qianli, who had been going back and forth, showed up, Takahashi Kazuhika, who was crouching in the car, almost pulled the trigger.It wasn't because he mistook his boss for a killer sent by the group, but because the murderous aura lingering around him made him subconsciously act to protect himself.

Qianli jumped into the trunk without saying a word, and put Nakahara Chuya on the operating table.Takahashi Kazuhikari, who came back to his senses, lifted his white coat to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead, adjusted his breathing and immediately followed.

"Leave it to me, Lord Qianli."

Qianli walked out in silence, and turned to leave after the box door was closed.

After checking Nakahara Chuya, Takahashi Kazuhikari breathed a sigh of relief.The results of the diagnosis showed that the cadre was just physically exhausted, and lethargy was a protection formed spontaneously by body functions.

He took off his stethoscope and took a labeled infusion bottle from the medicine rack.Amino acid glucose injection can quickly replenish the energy needed by the human body, combined with other drugs... It is conservatively estimated that Zhong Yuanzhong will be able to regain consciousness in a few hours.

After setting the drip rate, Takahashi and Hikari threw the disposable medical gloves into the trash can.At this time, there was a dull sound that was unique to the driving process of a car outside. His eyes darkened, and he took out Browning again.

The person who appeared not far away was Oda Shinichi, who rushed over temporarily after receiving Qianli's order.

"...It's you." Takahashi Kazuhika put away the gun with a smile, his tone showing obvious regret.It was rare to have the opportunity to actually fight, and as a result, he pointed the gun at his own people twice in a row.

The corner of Oda Shinichi's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer.

"Here?" Qianli walked out of the forest with a very familiar narrow-brimmed top hat in his left hand. His coat and gloves were destroyed in the battle, and only a few fragments of fabric were found.

Oda Shinichi bowed in salute. "Master Qianli."

Takahashi and Hikari were preparing to report Chuya Nakahara's inspection results to his boss when he suddenly noticed that the other party seemed to be carrying a... child in his right hand?

"Hisaku Yumeno?"

"Ah."

After learning that Chuya Nakahara was normal, Chisato regained her composure and handed Kusaku Yumeno to Kazuko Takahashi. "By the way, help him check."

"Yes."

Yumeno Kusaku's situation is much worse than Nakahara's, and the trauma is not a serious problem, mainly because he has experienced a lot of mental damage.After the initial treatment, the boy's right arm was wrapped with a snow-white bandage, and a piece of gauze was attached to the side of his face.

Qianli, who was watching with cold eyes, suddenly said, "Takahashi, send Mr. Zhongyuan to the nearest stronghold."

Takahashi Kazuko raised his eyebrows in surprise, his tone mixed with a hint of puzzlement. "Aren't there many vacant guest rooms in the mansion?"

Qianli gave him a deep look and said, "Don't do unnecessary things."

Takahashi Kazuko looked terrified, and immediately lowered his head respectfully. "Sorry, my subordinate overstepped."

"……no need to say sorry."

Qianli looked away as if to cover up. "It scared you before."

"No." Takahashi Kazuko pursed his lips, his warm voice was like a breeze. "Master Qianli has always been handsome."

Oda Shinichi: ... Tsk.

Chisato carried Yumeno Kusaku with one hand and got into the car driven by Oda Shinichi. The three of them had just left for less than half a minute when thunder bursts rang out from the sky.

The long-simmering torrential rain poured down, and the rain intensified on the way to the mansion.The field of vision provided by the headlights is extremely limited, and the dense rain screen makes the current visibility less than ten meters.Bean-sized raindrops hit the asphalt road, and crystal water splashed everywhere.

"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up." Qianli said coldly.

Pale lightning tore through the gloomy night and shone on Yumeno Hisaku's side face.The young man who knew that he had caused a catastrophe sat up straight tremblingly, twisting the hem of his clothes uneasily with his fingers.

Qianli tilted his head, his eyes showed no emotion. "Do you know what's wrong?"

Yumeno Hisaku sniffed and whispered pitifully. "Know, know."

"Where is wrong."

"...Used by the enemy to attack the organization's companions."

"No. Your mistake is that you overestimated your own strength, you were weak and didn't know it."

……

Yumeno Hisaku cried 'Wow'.