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Port Mafia building.

The corridors covered with layers of thick blankets well absorbed the hurried footsteps of the black suits walking back and forth outside, and the not-so-narrow corridors looked a little unexpectedly compact against the background of the fighters going back and forth.

On both sides of the corridor, behind the pure black wallpaper is a specially treated wall, probably because the sound insulation function is as good as its bulletproof function, and the not-so-noisy sound from the outside world does not enter the room at all.

In the room, a man in a black suit reported in a low voice: "Central Plains cadre, the traitor from before has been found."

There was no other light in the room except for a dimly lit desk lamp on the table. The dim yellow light only had time to illuminate Zhong Yuan Zhongye's superior side face. The bookshelves behind were pitch black. I saw silhouettes of Central Plains cadres wearing hats sitting behind their desks under the light.

The man who didn't get a response continued to report hesitantly: "But... when he found it, he was already dead."

Still died in a very strange place.

——In a noisy urban residential area, in a dark alley that few people pass by.

If it was discovered a few days later, the corpse might be smelly.

How could there be such a dark alley in a noisy residential area?This is not in line with common sense.

The innocent citizens who almost reported to the police could not explain the existence of this dark alley. In the end, the Mafias who were busy dealing with the death of the defector managed to temporarily control the first witnesses at the scene.

"Huh?" Zhong Yuan Zhong was looking through the materials in his hand, and asked without raising his head when he heard this, "Who did it?"

It had been a month since the daring defector defected from the port of Mafia, and he was not surprised by the defector's death.

There is a price to be paid for betraying Port Mafia.

From the moment they choose this path, they will end up decapitated.

Port Mafia is entrenched in Yokohama's other world, like a behemoth that is intricately rooted in this port city. Once they defect, it will not only be Port Mafia's people who will hunt them down.

Those small organizations that grew up attached to the port Mafia in the huge world empire in Yokohama, those in power who are afraid of defectors who will confess their evil intentions, the masterminds behind the scenes who want to wipe out the roots, and maybe even want to take credit for it A driller who has a relationship with this behemoth.

They will lay down layer after layer of nets, overlapping each other tacitly within each other's sphere of influence to hunt this unlucky prey.

And the port Mafia is just shrouded in this vast network, overlooking all this from high above, waiting for the final judgment.

Compared with the cause of death of the defectors, the Central Plains cadres are probably more concerned about the death of the defectors.

Port Mafia has a very strict set of regulations, and defectors should be executed by themselves.Whoever runs away will be dealt with.

It stands to reason that a defector in the district does not involve any core secrets, so it is not worth executing by the cadres.

But unfortunately, the former Mafia's immediate superior who defected happened to be the one in front of him a few floors up, otherwise this report would not have been reported directly to the Central Plains cadres by him.

As for the death of the defector, the rounding up is that someone robbed him.

- and won.

"It's not yet confirmed who did it," the black suit complained bitterly as he watched the Central Plains cadre's face sink as expected.

Although the cadres in the Central Plains are usually good people, and they don't criticize their subordinates too much, but this definitely does not mean that he is a good-tempered person.

Why is it his turn to talk about these things today.

"The preliminary examination of the corpse showed no traces of fighting, no obvious trauma on the whole body, only a bruise on the back of the head," Zhong Yuanzhong also did not ask, and the black suit explained very quickly, "specifically, it is poisoning or chronic disease. After further analysis, the report will be released at the latest at night."

"Bruises?" Nakahara Chuya's voice could not be heard, so the black suit had to bite the bullet and continue.

"It may be the marks of a blunt instrument blow, but in fact, this level is not fatal..." He hesitated, "It may also be the bruises after falling back and falling on the ground."

When he found the defector, although he and the gangsters around him were carrying weapons like sticks in their hands, there were no signs of fighting.

Check their whole body skin from top to bottom, only the bruises on the back of their heads and the impact on the parts that fell to the ground are relatively uniform.

If the cause of death for all of them was being hit by a sap from behind, then this brilliant stalker must be too powerful.The one who can knock out more than a dozen people at once without being caught by any of them and cause a fight is probably a master of shadow division.

But it is not ruled out that it is the work of supernatural beings.

—Then things got even more serious.

There will be no supernatural beings who want to be crushed by gravity, and there are very few people who dare to directly provoke the Central Plains cadres like this.

"Continue." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the hesitant subordinate, subconsciously feeling that the other party had something to hide from him and did not dare to say it.

Of the two possible options just provided, he is obviously more inclined to the latter.

How could a person who was able to escape from the hands of Mafia at the port fall backwards and die without any trauma or signs of fighting?

He was not as angry as his subordinates imagined.

The vassals of my vassals are not my vassals, and the subordinates of his subordinates basically have nothing to do with him.

He's not the kind of person who wants to save face.

What does subordinate trash have to do with him, and he didn't choose it.

Once the fighting broke out, the group of people below changed like something. There was no place for waste in Port Mafia. They stayed in Port Mafia and stayed on the opposite side.

——Refers to the speed of remaking after the outbreak of fighting.

If it wasn't for the fact that this defector was so good that he was caught only a month ago, how could he remember who was who.

The port Mafia cadre is busy with daily affairs, not to mention that he is also responsible for the safety of the port Mafia leader Osamu Dazai, and Nakahara is really too lazy to use the precious remaining memory to remember a defector.

"Yes." The subordinate who heard the word "continue" replied with a bitter face.

"When we went, all those people had expressions of fear on their faces." The black suit straightened his face, his voice hesitated, and he felt like he was talking about an urban rumor that was completely inconsistent with the temperament of Mafia at the port." Probably...uh, maybe because of being scared."

Central Plains Chuya:?

"Scared to death?" He finally raised his head and looked at his embarrassed subordinate in disbelief.

The pursuit of Mafia at the port and the way he dealt with the traitors didn't scare him to death. Is there anything scarier in Yokohama than this?

Black suit: "No..." That's not what it means!

How come the more you talk about it, the more it becomes an urban legend!

At the same time, something, Haruki Jushan, didn't know that he had become a frightening urban legend.

Out of the instinct of self-preservation of the highest will, after thinking about a few gangsters, he sent these black sheep who would pollute the will of the group to reincarnation.Before leaving, I thought about it and changed everyone's perception of this alley by the way, turning it into a dark alley that few people know.

As for those who know this alley among these people, they are just picked at random.

Whoever catches it is whoever it is.

Which lucky person will happen to find the corpse at the right time and place, what stage the corpse was when he found it, what position and identity the lucky person is in, whether he entered alone or with someone else, all these uncertain factors will lead to the opening Like a blind box.

——The ultra-luxury limited edition blind box can only be opened once.

After the blind box maker grabbed the lucky ones who were eligible for the drawing, he conveniently forgot about it.

He is trying to poison Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who ended Kenji Miyazawa's farming mission with an unexpected ending in fighting, is now returning to Kida.

If it's just for the sake of "good oh card", who knows that Kunikida has long been dissatisfied with the lazy style in the detective agency, and rushed into the staff dormitory before the sun rose early in the morning and started to wake up Akutagawa.

Hearing is good at first, but now his ears are full of the schedule that Kunikida keeps repeating in his mind: Haruki Iyama: ...

Peace of mind and peace of mind.

At worst, he can wait for these two people to leave before going back to sleep.

Haruki Yoshiyama, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, waited until the two left the roof before falling asleep with his head covered.

So after he got enough sleep, he stepped on the line to the detective agency to start handling today's commission, and today's nightmare officially began.

A good day ended with Akutagawa working on documents in the room next to him.

At 09:30 in the morning, Ryunosuke Akutagawa kept repeating in his mind while tidying up. Is this necessary?

At ten o'clock in the morning, Kunikida, who didn't know that Akutagawa had to be contacted, not only didn't consider the feelings of the person being contacted, but probably also didn't consider the feelings of him next door.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was negotiating with the clerk, scared the clerk to tears.

The clerk's sobs and Akutagawa Ryunosuke's bewildered voice rushed into Haruki Iyama's eardrums.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Akutagawa, who was questioning the 12-year-old victim, almost threw the minor off the seventh floor.

The poor victim who had just come out of the tiger's lair and entered the dragon's pool screamed in horror, which made the drowsy Haruki Ju Shan tremble.

The client who was explaining the commission in front of him swallowed nervously.

How does he feel... This member who has quickly become famous not long after joining the company is extremely irritable today.

[System,] Jushan Haruki is really irritable, [Am I still awake? 】

【Otherwise, how could I spend such a nightmare morning. 】

system:?

[You can ask this question, you are quite sleepy. 】

Jushan Haruki has nothing to love: [...you are right. 】

【You said I can wake up from this nightmare by giving myself a brick? 】

[Not really,] The system thought about it seriously, [But you can go out and face Akutagawa Ryunosuke. 】

Jushan Haruki: ...That still doesn't work.

The fearful voice of the innocent child next door is mixed with Akutagawa's irritable heart, accompanied by a series of Kunikida's angry shouts.

Yoshiyama Haruki collapsed and pushed away from the room.

"Excuse me," he couldn't bear to kick open the door next to him. "Are you doing any illegal activities?"

The 12-year-old victim inside the door finally burst into a terrified scream for the third time today after the door was kicked open.

Jushan Haruki gritted his teeth at the system: [I want to poison them. 】

[Although,] the system is very realistic, [what you hear is the voice of your heart, it's useless to be dumb. 】

[I recommend knocking out. 】It calmly said.

"We are handling the commission." Akutagawa Ryunosuke said truthfully, holding the child by the collar.

"Also, you came here by yourself." He added.

The implication is that he didn't intend to meet Haruki Yoshiyama, so "Okay" can't go back and forth.

System: [... Poof. 】

Haruki Jushan who came here by himself: ...

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