Casablanca dedicated to Mr. Nakahara

A few days ago, he was still suppressing hostile forces in the West, and returned to Yokohama Nakahara Nakahara after more than half a year to meet Osamu Dazai who was locked in the No. 19 interrogation room.The conscientious Mr. Hat has already become one of the five cadres of the port mafia, second only to the leader.As a former cadre, Osamu Dazai disappeared after defecting, as if he had disappeared from the world.

The meeting between the two was destined to break up unhappy. The bastard not only prepared a malicious 'reunion gift' for him, but also blatantly played a role in sowing discord.

"Come in, Chuya-kun." A voice from the office interrupted Chuya Nakahara's thoughts, and the orange-haired youth pushed open the French door in front of him and walked in.

The nearly two-story hall is simple yet luxurious, and the glass curtain wall is perfectly concealed by the lowered isolation device.A chandelier hanging from the ceiling is the only source of light, dispelling the darkness.

The overall layout of the room is divided into two, and nothing is placed in the first half.The geometric patterned floor tiles are in black and white, and the exotic carpet forms a walkway for three people to walk side by side.At the end of the aisle is a large flat desk with claw-like legs, about half a meter above the ground, engraved with patterns of Qinghai waves.

The real ruler of the port mafia is sitting behind the desk at this moment, with a stack of unapproved documents piled up in his hand.Seeing the person coming, he smiled gently, with a look of appreciation on his face.

"You have worked hard on this business trip, Nakaya-kun."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took off his top hat and bowed respectfully. "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life, please give me new instructions."

Mori Ogai opened his eyes slightly, and then burst out laughing.He put aside a signed mission report, which recorded in detail the consumption of materials and personnel damage during the process of suppressing hostile forces. The person in charge—Chuya Zhongyuan.

"Don't you plan to take a few days off? The purpose of my summoning you is not to arrange a new job. Keeping excellent subordinates too busy to enjoy life is not conducive to the development of the organization in the long run." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

Zhong Yuan was also stunned for a moment, then recalled the latest information received during lunch.He put his top hat back on his head, and said with a solemn expression: "I'm afraid this is not the best time to take a vacation, leader."

"You mean the Armed Detective Agency?" Mori Ogai folded his hands, resting his thin jaw against the back of his fingers.These hands are better at using a small scalpel than holding a pen. "Or is it the group of North American superhumans——[combination]."

"The only person the Armed Detective Agency needs to guard against is Dazai." Nakahara Nakaya's face became a little ugly when someone's name was mentioned. Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, this guy had too many schemes in his mind.The two had been partners for a period of time, and Dazai Osamu, who seemed to others to be difficult to complete, could easily solve the task with superb means, and the whole process was effortless.

"Akutagawa was seriously injured, Renhu escaped, and the [combination] who put down a reward of 70 billion will never let it go."

"You're right." Mori Ogai tilted his head, his dark purple pupils were somewhat meaningful. "Someone has already mentioned this matter to me. I personally think that [a group] that is sure to win against people and tigers will appear in Yokohama in the near future. The financial resources are strong and the members are all people with supernatural powers. The comers are not good, Chuya Jun."

"Do you need me to do something?" Nakahara Chuya said in a deep voice.

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and said: "No, more information must be obtained. It is not the best solution in theory to act rashly without knowing the details of the other party's abilities. All in all, stay on the sidelines, Intelligence Department They will be responsible for watching over there. Once foreign forces enter the country, we will be able to grasp their whereabouts as soon as possible."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded, "I understand."

"I called you here for another matter." While speaking, Mori Ogai took out a pure black envelope from the desk drawer, and there was a wax seal with complicated patterns on the seal. "A few days ago, I received an invitation letter for this year's summer auction. As one of the organizers, the Port Mafia must send someone to the scene. I originally planned to have Akutagawa-kun attend, but he may not be able to take over any auctions in a short time due to his current situation. Work. So, can I trouble you to run for me, Nakaya-kun."

The so-called summer auction does not have a particularly official name. The outside world only knows that the largest shareholder behind the scenes is Mori Club.The entrusting parties are basically practitioners wandering in the gray area. Some of the underworld gangs have concluded subordination contracts with the port mafia and provided many smuggled products of unknown origin.The site was guarded by fifty disguised members of the Black Lizard, which was almost equivalent to paid time off.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped forward to accept the invitation letter, and the back of the envelope indicated the time and location of the auction—at eight o'clock tonight, board the ship at Pier No. [-].

"Then I'll make preparations first."

Mori Ogai smiled: "Go, maybe you can meet your favorite lot."

When he turned to leave, Chuya Nakahara's gaze stayed in a certain direction for half a second, where there were several bookshelves reaching the ceiling.

When the door opened and closed, the huge office returned to its previous silence.Mori Ogai tilted his head slightly, a playful look flashed in his eyes. "Mr. Zhongye finds you every time. Is it because we have worked together for a while?"

The bookshelves made of precious wood are semi-enclosed and filled with a large number of books.There are two red velvet armchairs on the left and right side of it, and a young man whose face is covered by a prajna ghost is sitting on one of the chairs, holding a copy of Shakespeare's Sonnets in his hand.Mori Ogai's unintentional teasing didn't affect him in the slightest, and the anthology turned a page down.

Sonnet18.

"Rin Taro, you are too noisy." The little girl who violated the rules of gravity floated in the air with her feet off the ground, her pretty face bulging into a soft little bun.She was wondering which fairy tale book to choose, and the row in front of her was full of beautifully bound picture albums.

"Hey, it's too much, Alice-chan—" Disgusted by his own supernatural life form, Mori Ogai curled his lips in shock, and he was completely different from the mafia leader who had a strong aura when he met his subordinates.

"Hmph, cheer up, useless uncle, I don't want to work overtime with you."

Alice, who was holding "Cinderella", fell slowly from the air, and kicked off her little black leather shoes skillfully.After she sat down, she blinked her beautiful blue eyes, and looked at Qianli next to her expectantly. "I'm ready, Mr. Qianli."

The young man glanced at her, and reached out to take the fairy tale book handed over.The blond-haired little loli in a white dress has a delicate face that is loved by the gods, and a budding Casablanca is pinned to her ear.

"Cinderella?" Qianli asked softly.

"Yeah!" Alice nodded with a smile.

"I'm jealous, I'm really going to be jealous!" Mori Ogai, who was ignored, put down his quill unwillingly, never leaving his eyes from the bookshelf not far away.

"Quiet, don't disturb my date with Mr. Chisato." Alice threw out a few syringes indifferently, and the sharp needles were inserted into Mori Ogai's desk in a square shape, with three points of force.An afterimage swayed from the trembling tail, and the strangely colored potion in the needle made people shudder.

"No, Dad doesn't allow it!"

"Who cares about you, uncle sloppy."

"Didn't we agree that Alice-chan can only like Rintaro? So love will disappear, right?!"

"No, it will be transferred."

Forced to watch a family ethics drama, Qianli frowned. "I'm going back if I have nothing to do, you guys continue."

Alice subconsciously grabbed the young man's cuff, her soft voice had a hint of crying. "Mr. Qianli, don't go, you promised to tell me a story."

Qianli: "... let go."

Alice: "No, you'll run away."

After half a minute of silence, little loli's blue eyes, which were similar in color to someone, were covered with a mist.Qianli, who had no choice but to compromise, rubbed the top of Alice's hair, and his tone softened a little. "Be obedient, I won't go."

Alice raised her head pitifully and said, "Really?"

"Well, I promised you before." Qianli said lightly.

"I like Mr. Qianli the most!" Alice cheered and sat down obediently, the tears that had been brewing for a long time disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mori Ogai: Heart, heart hurts.

Alice: Plan it!

[The small village in the evening is snowing like goose feathers...]

……

……

[Since then, the prince and Cinderella lived happily ever after. ]

When the fairy tale book turned to the last page, Qianli stopped reading with no emotion.He has no talent for telling stories, but the 'only' audience has been staring at him with shining eyes.

"Can I also have a glass slipper? Mr. Qianli." Alice smiled sweetly while holding her fair and tender face.

Qianli nodded and said, "Wait for you."

"Then may I marry you?" Alice asked again.

Before Qianli could reply, Mori Ogai who was sitting at the desk broke the quill in his hand with a 'click', and an ugly ink mark suddenly appeared on the black and white document.

"Absolutely, yes, no, yes, yes!"

"Protesting is invalid, I just want to be Mr. Qianli's bride!"

Seeing the farce unfolding again, Qianli took the opportunity to leave, and there was a list of auction items lying in his coat pocket.

***

It was close to eight o'clock, the moon was scarce, and the low-key black car slowly stopped at Pier No. [-].As the car door opened, the salty sea breeze mixed with heat swept in.

Although the auction will be held at eight o'clock sharp, the invitation letter clearly stated that one must arrive 15 minutes beforehand, and no one is allowed to board the ship after eight o'clock.

Qianli stood on the shore and glanced at the cruise ship that was about to set sail. The gangway had been put away, and there were only two teams of patrolling black lizards on the deck.He quickly circled the stern, pointing to the ground.Without alarming any security personnel, a vague shadow climbed over the guardrail and escaped into the cabin.

The auction hall is arranged on the top floor of the cruise ship. In order to protect the privacy of customers, the organizer did not set up ordinary seats, but arranged them in small boxes that can accommodate five people.According to past practice, the manager in charge of various matters will leave two boxes with the best view for the port mafia.

This is the third time for Qianli to participate in the auction under the name of the organization. He arrived at No. 529 in the corner with ease. When he opened the door, a pair of cobalt blue eyes broke into his vision.

"Mr. Zhongyuan?!"