Leader Zai Fengping was killed

"So that's how it is." Mr. Mori nodded, expressing his understanding, "It's in the cubicle of the chief's office. If you don't mind, Dazai-kun will go in and get it with me!"

"Of course I don't mind!"

I followed Mr. Mori and walked along the glass wall to the other end of the chief's office.Mr. Sen raised his hand and pressed a certain position on the wall, and an equally dark door hidden in the dark wall was pushed open.

The room behind the door is surprisingly familiar.

The small room was packed to the brim.The bookcases are full of professional medical books, and the walls are equipped with viewing lights for X-rays.On the desk, which was much more modest than the grand desk in the chief's office outside, stethoscopes, alcohol swabs, etc. were randomly placed.On the other side of the desk and bookcase, there is a light blue examination bed against the wall.

It's like some messy unlicensed informal clinic.

"Ah, I made you laugh, Dazai-kun." Seemingly noticing my gaze around me, Mr. Mori smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's not like Dazai-kun's Hong Kong gangsters, our funds are still in short supply here. Money, and I have to do some things that are not voluntary and against my will..."

He picked up a ball of alcohol cotton with tweezers, and naturally wiped it on my face with his hands.I took advantage of the situation and sat down on the desk.

"The arrest of Renhu is also the reason. The port mafia is actually not interested in that Nakajima-kun, but the huge sum of 70 billion is enough to drive the port mafia."

While wiping, he was still babbling in his mouth.

"Mr. Mori is so annoying. I'm not interested in this kind of middle-aged uncle's thoughts at all."

"Well, although I have indeed reached the age of an uncle, Dazai-kun still makes me feel a little sad when he says this."

"Hey~ Isn't this each other?"

I couldn't help laughing, but Mr. Mori pinched my chin quite severely: "Don't move around, Dazai-kun."

It's not that the strength is heavy, it's just that the posture is very tough, giving people a feeling that they cannot be rejected.

"Hey hey-"

It's not just a haircut and makeup removal, is it necessary?However, since I am the one being served now, I don't talk too much, otherwise I always feel that I will be said to be "beautiful when I get it cheap".

Well, it doesn't matter if this kind of words come from other people, but Mr. Mori... well, let's forget about Mr. Mori's words.

"So, if Mr. Dazai is not busy, can you pay attention to the situation of Renhu?"

"Me? Mr. Sen really knows how to order people. It seems that I haven't agreed to join the port mafia yet?"

"Ah, just take it as a favor. Anyway, Dazai-kun is being supported by the money of the port mafia, right?"

"It belongs to Zhongye!"

"Nakaya-kun is a cadre of the port mafia!"

"It's different!"

I refuted Mr. Mori righteously: "I was raised by Chuya, not Mr. Mori!"

"Oh, oh, don't be so obsessed with outsiders!" Mr. Mori said with a smile, "If you don't go to work, Dazai-kun should have a lot of free time, right? Just take it as a way to pay attention, maybe when you are walking on the road. Did you meet Nakajima-kun?"

He let go of me, threw the used balls of alcohol swabs into the trash can, and put the sterilized tweezers back where they belonged.

"Mr. Sen doesn't know? Dun Jun is my beloved disciple!" I still sat on the desk, kicking and shaking my legs, "Why does Mr. Sen think that I will help the port mafia arrest Dun? What about you?"

"Oh? Is it true?" Mr. Mori put on a look of interest on purpose, "Dun-kun is a member of the Port Mafia, but Akutagawa-kun is in the Armed Detective Agency?"

I remember that at the time I didn't say Akutagawa was a member of the Armed Detective Agency, I just used "my enemy" to describe it.

He guessed the Armed Detective Agency so accurately... It seems that for Mr. Mori, the "Armed Detective Agency" is even more in line with his perception of "enemy" than the "Special Intelligence Division".

Hey...that's too bad, why did I suddenly mention the Supernatural Secret Service Division?Accidentally recalled some more information, bad bad bad.

"It's true, Dun Jun was raised very well by me!"

Deceiving.

In the end, it was still inferior to Akutagawa who was taught by the detective agency.

Gee.

It's just that if you don't pay attention, you will think of it more.Communicating with Mr. Mori is really a dangerous thing.

"Oh, that's really a pity." Mr. Mori sighed, "It seems that Dazai-kun is unwilling to help this no matter what."

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful, Mr. Mori." Because I've seen this face a lot, it's not only completely immune, but it will even make me a little angry after seeing it~ "I want to take this as an excuse If you ask me for an excuse, don’t even think about it, it’s impossible to succeed.”

"Wow, I was discovered!" Mr. Mori was "shocked" in a fake manner, "Ah, in that case, there is no other way - Mr. Dazai, it doesn't matter if you don't join Hong Kong gangsters for the time being, if you don't want to help arrest Renhu That's okay. However, I hope you can help Zhong Ye when he needs "disqualification in the world". "

Was the intention punctured, so he just said it directly?As expected of you, Mr. Mori.

However, this request is...

"If the frequency is not frequent, it's not impossible. After all, I'm being raised by Chuya now." I said, "I hope Mr. Mori will only need me occasionally—very occasionally—."

"It will definitely not bother Dazai-kun too much." Mr. Mori smiled with satisfaction, "I have also noticed that the "real" power of Mr. Nakaya will only be used when Hongkongers need it most. "

I am noncommittal.

Zhong Ye is really easy to use, no one will let such a powerful, almost invincible force not be used.Once the side effects of "dirtyness" can be resolved, can Mr. Mori really resist using Zhongya?

"One thing to declare in advance, when you need my help, please ask Mr. Mori to ask Chuya to ask me in person." It is better to count on Mr. Mori than to rely on Chuuya's shame, "Put on the tone of a young lady, and say "Please", that's how I agree! "

This kind of thing is something Chu also doesn't want to do anyway.Even if it's just for himself, he will try to minimize the number of times he asks me for help... Ah, that's right, compared to Mr. Mori, Nakaya is more trustworthy.

"Ahaha, Dazai-kun is really humorous." Mr. Mori typed a haha, and avoided the topic, "Okay, Dazai-kun, the makeup on his face has been wiped clean, and we can go back with Nakaya-kun." It’s home! I can’t wait to see the cute Alice~”

Well, it doesn't matter if you play dumb, anyway, I will explain this condition clearly to Zhong Ye.

I jumped down from the desk in a good manner and walked towards the door of the cubicle. While walking, I waved my back to Mr. Mori: "Then I'll go straight away, Mr. Mori, goodbye~"

It is best not to meet again in a short time.Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

When I was about to walk out of the cubicle, Mr. Mori suddenly stopped me.

"Dazai-kun..." His voice sounded a little hesitant, not like my pretended hesitation before, "Before, I heard Chuya-kun talk about your successor."

"Huh?" I stopped and turned to look at Mr. Mori.

For some reason, perhaps because of the lighting problem, I always feel that Mr. Mori's expression is a bit obscure at this time.

"Chuya-kun said that your successor is him from that world?" Mr. Mori asked.

His implicit, insinuating way of asking made me suddenly a little impatient: "What exactly does Mr. Sen want to ask?"

"I want to know, what happened?"

Mr. Sen sighed.So light that I almost thought I had heard it wrong.

"Chuya-kun succeeds to the position of leader, when did that happen? Ah, let me make it clearer, since Dazai-kun asked for that—excuse me, how old was Dazai-kun at that time?"

My body froze in place.

"Chuya-kun is not a person who is passionate about power. If you say that Dazai-kun was forced to leave the position of leader, I will never believe it." Mr. Mori continued, "If it is Dazai-kun in this world, in order to avoid There may still be a little possibility of resignation due to heavy work, but if it is you..."

"You Dazai-kun, who "did all your heart and soul" for the port mafia, and developed the port mafia into a behemoth that can almost rival state agencies. Mr. Sen paused for a moment, "I don't think you'll leave the port mafia behind." "

Enough is enough, just stop here.

There is no need to go on, please stop here——

Words got stuck in his throat.It was like being strangled by the neck, unable to make a sound no matter what.

Once again, Mr. Mori sighed.

"Forget it, Dazai-kun." He said, his voice sounded quite sincere, "No matter what happened before, in this world, I hope you..."

What Mr. Mori said afterward, I don't know—I didn't listen any further.

I just ran away.

Don't listen and don't think about it.

Just keep the status quo... just keep the status quo.

The scales tipped to one side from the start.

Careful, painstaking, put in all kinds of efforts, bit by bit to find the weight to put on the other end.

Finally, with some reluctance, although the balance was wobbly, it was still in a "balanced" state.

The balance that was barely maintained with such hard work must not be destroyed.Even if it's me, even if it's the past that seems to be a "previous life"...

All · all · do not · want · go · think about.

This gigantic weight, obviously, could easily tip the delicate balance - who knows which end it will fall on?

With a sound of "boom", I and Zhongya, who were running at high speed, collided into each other.

"Hey, Dazai!" Chuya quickly supported me, "Don't run around outside the chief's office!"

"Ah...it's Chuya." I came back to my senses, and unexpectedly saw the worry and concern for me on Zhongye's face.

Is it so obvious?So obvious that even the Chinese can see it?

"Chuya, let's go home, Mr. Mori is really scary." I said from the bottom of my heart.

Get me out of here quickly, Chuya—