When the head crosses Yokohama

—We were all very sad when you left.

53.

After Nakahara Chuya's runaway incident ended quietly, Nakajima Atsushi returned to the detective agency.

No one else knows what happened in the rampage center.

The memory still remained before the coma, he regained consciousness for a short time on the way, vaguely saw Mr. Dazai and Kuroro, and then passed out again.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on Mr. Dazai's lap.

Everyone from the detective agency has arrived, but there is still some distance between him and Mr. Dazai.

"Dun Jun, are you conscious during this period?"

"Ah..." The boy Dun was unconscious, and shook his head in a murmur.

"Dun Jun, the book was taken away by Kuroro." He thought for a while before realizing what Mr. Dazai meant, his expression immediately became flustered, and a sense of loss faintly rose from the bottom of his heart.

As the signpost of the book, after waking up, the teenager Dun clearly felt the connection between himself and an existence—he knew it must be a book without even thinking about it.

"Mr. Dazai, then we have to snatch the book back!" The boy Dun struggled to get up, but at this moment Mr. Dazai put his index finger on his mouth and made a hissing expression.

Mr. Dazai told him to keep silent?

"Atsu-kun, don't let everyone in the detective agency know about this for now," Dazai-san winked at him, "until I get the book back."

Dun Juvenile also blinked his eyes, but what was revealed in his eyes was complete ignorance.

So just like that, they were rescued by everyone in the detective agency, and the matter silently subsided in silence, while Mr. Dazai lay in the hospital and continued to recover from his injuries.

Ever since he returned to the detective agency, the boy Dun always seemed a little absent-minded, and he was thinking about this matter.

But Kunikida-senpai felt that he was blaming himself.

"Dun-kun, no one at the detective agency blames your previous choice. We all know that you went to Kuroro's side for the good of the detective agency, so don't think about it any more." Saying this, Kunikida-senpai rubbed his head .

"Well, I know."

The Dun boy buried his head in shame, but the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was a little embarrassed.

Although he did have an element of self-blame for his lack of concentration recently, the main reason had nothing to do with what he was most confused about right now.In the end, he was comforted by the serious and responsible senior Kunikida, and Atsushi Nakajima felt a little ashamed of his concern.

"Brace me up, rookie!"

"Okay, I will try my best!!"

Atsushi Nakajima responded with such enthusiasm.

But at this moment, a bad premonition arose in his heart, his heartbeat became trembling the moment he uttered a certain word, and the boy Dun looked towards the gate of the detective agency.

Two minutes later, the door of the detective agency was slapped by a pair of powerful hands. The sound of knocking on the door was not very polite. Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, a little impatiently planning to open the door.

"Senior Kunikida..."

Atsushi Nakajima stretched out his hand, and for a moment, he wanted to stop Kunikida-senpai—he was terrified, and at the same time, he felt strange about the idea he had.

The door opened, and a man like a hill appeared in the door frame. He was so tall and thick that he couldn't get his head in - rolled his eyelids and almost hit the edge of the door.

The door had to be at least two meters high, but it hadn't reached the height of the opponent's neck.

Through the back of Senior Kunikida, Atsushi Nakajima saw a man with exuberant body hair and huge chest muscles, as strong as a wild orangutan.

This person is...

"Is this the Armed Detective Agency?" the visitor asked rudely.

"This is the Armed Detective Agency. Are you here to find someone?" The other party's tone was not friendly, and Kunikida Doppo subconsciously felt that the other party did not come to ask for help.

"I'm here to look for you."/"...It's Wojin!!!"

The action of Wo Jin raising his fist and Atsushi Nakajima's loud shout sounded almost simultaneously.

"Senior Kunikida, get out of the way!!!"

This loud roar almost pierced Kunikida's eardrums, and the strange man in front of him suddenly attacked, and the overwhelming force came from the air. I felt a trembling force.

Of course Kunikida didn't know who Wojin was, but this didn't affect his judgment as to whether the visitor in front of him was malicious or kind. However, when facing this burly man, his years of physical training were useless.

Under the eyes of Atsushi Nakajima, Kunikida was punched out hard.

"Senior Kunikida!!!"

He rolled to the feet of the young boy, and when he heard the worried shout, the young boy in the corner of his eyes had already opened his arms and stopped in front of the injured Kunikida-senpai.

"Wo Jin!!!"

There was both surprise and anger in this roar. He didn't know why the person in Kuroro's memory suddenly appeared in the detective agency, but this didn't affect his mood of standing decisively in front of Senior Kunikida at the moment.

"You know me, boy?" Wojin glanced at Atsushi Nakajima, and laughed heartily, "I like you, boy hahaha... But, are you also a member of the detective agency?"

"That's right!!" Dun Juvenile glared at Wo Jin.

"I can let you off here," Wo Jin raised his fist, and the communication with the Dun boy did not delay him for long, "but since you can stand up at this time, even if I say so, you I probably won't run away either... So in order to show respect for you, I won't show mercy to you!"

This magical brain circuit turned a corner in Dun's youth. Before he could fully understand, the fist had already hit him with the roar of the wind.

A sense of oppression came at the same time, and the tiger was forced to show its sharp claws, trying to resist the punch.

The process of resistance is very difficult.

Wojin was right, he really showed no mercy.

A few minutes later, the detective agency has turned from a well-organized office into a pile of broken bricks and tiles. The president is not there, and the only two combatants of the detective agency are lying on the ground dying.

The tiger-shaped Atsushi Nakajima couldn't resist the real humanoid nuclear bomb for long.

A big hole was smashed in the ceiling, which completely smashed through the floor leading to the company on the upper floor. A strange neighbor looked down from the big hole that was suddenly broken, and saw a man over two meters tall. Ready to end the lives of two detective agency members with one kick.

Having experienced too many fight scenes, this is the first time I saw a detective agency being so severely crushed by people who attacked the door, and the oppressive feeling at the scene made the neighbors on the upper level put away their dissatisfied eyes, and immediately shrank their heads back .

No one wants to confront the Communist Party.

The people upstairs thought that the detective agency was going to be over this time, but as they waited tremblingly, the downstairs suddenly became quiet.

There was no sound of fighting, nor screams of death.

Did something happen?

Someone couldn't bear the curiosity, and sneaked to the big hole that was broken, and glanced down.

He saw a black-haired young man, because he was looking down from the bottom up, so he didn't see the black-haired young man's face clearly, only his black hair and the white shirt under the hair.

The black-haired young man gently yelled at the burly man who was being violent.

"Wojin."

"Captain?"

"Well, it's me."

It was supposed to be a large-scale recognition scene, but the two of them just said these two short sentences.Looking at their plain attitudes, it is completely unimaginable that this is a reunion scene after parting from life and death.

Kuroro glanced at the miserable scene in front of him, and then said calmly: "Wojin, let the detective agency go first."

"It's not the leader, I promised someone..."

"Haven't you seen me now?"

Wo Jin frowned, he seemed to be thinking about Kuroro's words, but after a while he really stopped, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Kuroro became complicated.

Wojin seldom shows such complicated eyes. He lives a very happy life. Whether he is robbing casually or fighting against all the mafias... or when he chooses to protect the information of the brigade members and silently endures the ravages of chain hands, Wojin will There will be no such hesitant expression.

"Captain, something happened..."

Wojin didn't say anything after that.

"I know, we found out what happened later." Kuroro smiled. This smile made him look like an ordinary and ordinary person, because the smile really revealed sadness , "It was Hisoka who betrayed you, and after you left, we were all very sad."

Facing Kunikida Doppo who was beaten lying on the ground, Kuroro stepped forward in two steps, squatted on the ground and said sincerely: "Kunikida-kun, I am really sorry that my team members have caused you trouble, if the detective agency If you don't dislike it, I will make it up to you in the future... Also, thank you Dazai-kun for me."

Kuroro stood up, ready to leave with the burly man.

Kunikida Doppo was so hurt that he couldn't speak, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his bones were shattered under the fist of violent thought power, but even so, he still wanted to reach out and keep Kuroro.

Of course, it's just futile.

He just watched Kuroro and Wojin push the door and leave, unable to do anything.

It wasn't until the time of leaving that the neighbor upstairs, who was watching a little, saw the dark-haired young man's face clearly.

When he left, the black-haired young man showed his side face, he was a handsome young man, but the person upstairs just took a look, covered his mouth and took two steps back - that face looked more human than the arrest warrant Harmless, but he recognized him. Isn't this black-haired young man the culprit of the Yokohama arson case?

The government's reward order had clearly reached an astonishing number, but this man still dared to appear in the detective agency openly, and he and his accomplices severely injured the staff of the detective agency.

It is extremely arrogant.

But if he hadn't seen the real person with his own eyes, he probably would never have understood how dangerous the black-haired young man on the arrest warrant was—he had just exchanged glances with the man before he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

I just hope that I will never meet such a dangerous person again in this life.

The people upstairs think so.