The daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

Kazama Yuanlan was quickly taken away by the guerrilla team and sent to the torture room.

It's just different from the relaxed chatting atmosphere of the last time I came here. This time, not only the members of the torture team were all there, but several cadres and quasi-cadres also stood behind the single-sided glass, silently watching the torture team. Kazama Yardan in the torture room.

"Kazema Yuanlan, a low-level member of the security team, joined the job last summer. The information before joining the job has been lost, and the authenticity cannot be tested."

Koyo Ozaki, dressed in a bright red kimono, came meanderingly, and threw the file belonging to Inan Kazama at his feet, with cold eyes.

"From the existing information and interpersonal inferences, no matter how you look at it, a low-level member without any background and ability should not have a relationship with someone who can mess up the entire Yokohama."

Koyo Ozaki's voice seemed to be full of blood, with a sense of danger: "Then tell me, why did that person openly mention your name to the whole of Yokohama today?"

Her voice echoed round and round in the empty and spacious underground torture room, which was shocking.

However, Kazama Yardan always maintained the posture when she was tied in. He was tied to the stone pillar by heavy and bloody chains, with his head hanging down, showing no expression.

Almost everyone present knew Lan Kazama, the good-natured low-level member who was always smiling at the gate of the headquarters building.At that time, his face was filled with a smile, and his blue eyes were shining, as if he was nourished by a happy life.

But now, in the dark and bloody underground torture room, Kazama Yonlan seemed to blend into the whole background.

When he was silent, his whole body lost its light. Those blue eyes were like the boundless Dead Sea, and his face without a trace of warmth was like an inorganic sculpture.

Koyo Ozaki frowned slightly: "Ran Kazama, this is your last chance to tell the truth and strive for a better result."

But the only answer to her was a dead silence.

Koyo Ozaki sighed silently, and gestured to the members of the torture team.

But at this moment, the single-sided glass was suddenly knocked.

Immediately, Osamu Dazai opened the door and walked in.

"Sister Hongye, you go out first, I will interrogate him alone."

The young man lifted up the black coat draped over his shoulders chicly, and sat on the only chair in the room.

"You should be very clear that I have never given up my doubts about you." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "Especially now that you don't even bother to cover up. In my eyes, you are closer to your essence now. What is usually displayed in front of Oda Saku is simply like a self-deceiving illusion."

Kazamain's silver-white eyelashes trembled, he raised his eyes, and looked at Dazai Osamu with a cold gaze.

"But I'm not going to go back." Osamu Dazai smiled immediately, changed the topic, and said: "Even if I can find something, what will happen? It's too late, Oda Saku won't I just gave up on you."

"And there are more important things to solve now than those useless efforts."

Osamu Dazai got up and walked towards him facing Lan Kazamain Lan's cold eyes. At a very close distance from him, a smile parted from the corner of his lips, and said softly, "Lan Kazamain Lan, bring Mr. Mori back."

Kazema Yardan looked back at him indifferently.

……

"Officer Dazai! It's about the leader, you can't disclose such important news to a guy who is very likely to be a traitor without discussing with us!"

In the conference room, a quarrel is erupting.

Osamu Dazai disclosed all the known information about Mori Ogai's disappearance to Inan Kazama, and made the decision to release Inan Kazama.

This made several other cadres furious.

Koyo Ozaki and other direct descendants of Mori Ogai also showed expressions of disapproval.

However, the boy was lazily sitting crookedly in his chair and playing games, with a look of indifference.

It wasn't until one of the hot-tempered cadres almost pointed his finger in his face that Osamu Dazai raised his kite-colored eyes and looked at him coldly.

The cadre was startled immediately, and backed away a little apprehensively.

"Why should I discuss with you?" Osamu Dazai sneered softly: "Although we are both cadres, do you really think we are the same? Don't be stupid."

"The leader is missing, but the combat troops you lead have not been able to find even a single piece of usable news from Yokohama."

The cadre who was ridiculed had a look on his face, but he couldn't refute.

In the case that the leader disappeared without any prior explanation, Osamu Dazai, who was the witness of the old leader's medical order so that the leader could take over smoothly, did have more say than others.

What's more, Dazai Osamu was the first cadre personally appointed by Mori Ogai after he became the leader, and he has also received the "Silver Oracle" which symbolizes the highest authority many times, representing the leader's trust and recognition of his ability.

Therefore, even if Osamu Dazai wanted to decide something arbitrarily, the others did not have enough confidence to refuse.

Osamu Dazai scanned the quiet conference room, but his thoughts were still on Inan Kazama.

After the entire Yokohama received the image, the technical department of the Port Mafia immediately intercepted the image for analysis, but when analyzing the code, it triggered the "trap" set in it early.

After the grinning mouse head, another video began to play.

The place shown in the picture is pitch black and sticky like a swamp.

In the darkness, only Mori Ogai sat on the chair in the middle, with his head down, as if in a coma.

And at his feet, Alice, who was usually exquisite like a beautiful doll with superhuman abilities, has been torn apart, her dull eyes are like glass beads, and she looks up hollow and gloomy.

Osamu Dazai and others who immediately got the video were shocked, and immediately confirmed the fact that this video was only broadcast to the port mafia.This made their hearts that had stopped beating fall back into their chests. Although it was not appropriate, they were still slightly relieved.

- The boss is important, but so is the reputation of the port mafia.

If any other gangs and Yokohama citizens know that the port mafia can even lose its leader, even if the leader's condition in the video is unknown, but they don't even have any clues, it is tantamount to embarrassing the face of the port mafia Stepped into the mud, was crowned with a hat of incompetence, and his reputation was discredited.

"As you can see, first of all, Mr. President is only temporarily visiting me here, and everything is fine now."

An elegant and deep male voice came from the video, exactly the same as the voice in the previous video, it was the same person.

"It's just that if the guest stays for too long without winking, maybe the host who has run out of patience will change his mind and do something that is not expected to happen."

The male voice said unhurriedly: "Since the port mafia has the [book], let's play a game—this is a game with the entire Yokohama as the stage, and the only one who holds the ticket Yes, it is the holder of the [Book], Kazema Yardan."

"The bet is, the whole of Yokohama, plus the life of Mr. Chief."

"If Ran Kazamain wins me, I'll send the leader back to the Port Mafia. But if Ran Kazamain loses..."

The man laughed lowly.

"He and the Port Mafia will lose everything they have."

"At that time, the bombs buried in the whole of Yokohama will be set off at the same time to celebrate my victory."

……

The video is over and cannot be intercepted and played again because of the ephemeral technology used.

Osamu Dazai stared at the darkened screen, keenly aware of the other party's sinister heart.

——The blade is suspended in the air, and it will fall before it falls, which is the most difficult thing to bear.

Under this kind of strong psychological pressure, one's own camp is most likely to lose its position. No matter what conditions the opponent proposes, it will give up thinking and be forced to choose the option given by the opponent.

However, the port mafia has no way out.

The battle is imminent, but the general has disappeared and is unable to direct the battle situation. Under the double pressure and shame, even the best combat power will only become a mess.

This opponent who has been hiding in the dark has been able to study human psychology so thoroughly and use it perfectly.

Osamu Dazai's eyes darkened, and he sneered softly.

——In that case, why not let Kazama Yonlan try it?

He is also very good at playing games.

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Lan Kazama, who was allowed to leave, left the headquarters building steadily under the probing and curious gazes of all passing port mafia members.

Thanks to the rumors, everyone already knows the existence and treasure effect of [Book].So when it was said in the video that Lan Kazama was the holder of the [Book], all the members asked.

——Who is Lan Kazama?

In less than a day, Kazama Yonlan's name became widely known.

When he walked out of the torture room intact, every step he took would be watched by the eyes that he thought he was hiding.

But Kazama Yonlan didn't take them to heart.

After leaving the headquarters building, Kazema Yonlan walked towards the old street calmly, relying on the complex and chaotic terrain of the old street, turned left and right and calmly got rid of the people following behind her.

The person who lost his target immediately searched quickly, but found nothing, so he had to report the news angrily.

The torture squad, the Black Lizard troop, the guerrilla troop, and the cadres directly under the stalker were sent out, and they all received their rewards.These high-level people frowned because of a low-level member.

And Kazama Yonran walked into the dead end calmly, and then stopped.

"It's time to come out, there is no surveillance here." Kazama Yardan put one hand in her pocket, looked down at her own shadow projected on the wall: "I taught you the tracking technique, so how can you hide it from me?"

As soon as the words fell, a solid figure that had been integrated with the shadow of the wall immediately jumped down from the top of the wall and landed not far behind Feng Jianyuan Lan.

The mercenary captain stared at the slender back of the silver-haired young man, then he bent down slowly and knelt down on one knee.

"BOSS."

"Hakata [nameless] mercenary regiment leader Ichio, after a few months, he obeyed your order again, please order. As long as it is your order, the whole of Hakata will respond with arms."

"Dazai sent you to follow me?"

Although it was a question, Kazama Yardan's tone was firm.

He turned around calmly, his gaze fell on the mercenary captain's hair.

"You can go back and report back, just like the people sent by those other departments, just say you lost me."

Kazamain Lan said in a deep voice: "Your task is to stay in the port mafia and take care of Oda Sakunosuke and Fukuroe who were forced to stay there."

"As for 【Book】."

He sneered, and the hatred in his eyes was burning: "This is a game of life and death between me and Kuroro."

"Idlers wait, don't interfere."