In Yokohama's days as a writer

The morning breeze blew, the cool breeze brushed his hair, and the curtains fluttered with the wind.

The man with fluffy hair was lying on the floor, his wing-like eyelashes trembling slightly.

Although the picture is very beautiful, Zhongyuan Zhong lying on the ground also feels that he is about to freeze to death.

"Hmm—" Nakahara Nakaya held his forehead in pain after a hangover, "Hiss—"

He stood up slowly, his head was a little dizzy, recalling the fragmented memory after drinking yesterday, but he couldn't remember it.

"By the way, where's Dazai?" Chuya Nakahara looked around, but he couldn't see anyone from Dazai, "This guy."

Forget it, I just left him in the private room of the restaurant. Compared with the previous incidents of putting him on the high-speed train and going to Tokyo with the train, this is nothing.

"It's really chic." Zhong Yuanzhong also picked up the coat on the ground speechlessly, "I didn't even close the balcony door, no wonder it's so cold."

"Ah-choo—" He touched his nose and was about to leave when he tripped over something.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked down and saw that it was a camera that was still shooting. He looked carefully and found that it was facing the place where he got up just now.

"What's the situation?" Zhongyuan Zhong was also confused, and stepped forward to take a look, but the external memory card of the camera was still on it.

He tuned for a while, and rewound the time to last night.

Zhongyuanzhong also saw it, Zhongyuanzhong was silent, and Zhongyuanzhong was also angry.

"This bastard, is it fun to see me drunk and stupid?" Nakahara couldn't bear to see himself stupid on the screen, he adjusted it manually, wanting to look behind.

hum- hum-

Ok?

Zhong Yuan hurriedly took out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his jacket.

"Moxi Moxi." Zhong Yuanzhong also answered the phone, "What's the matter?"

"Central Plains cadre." Unexpectedly, the subordinate who actually dialed the phone was trembling, "Dazai cadre, he defected."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that maybe his wine hadn't sobered up yet, "What did you say?"

The subordinate wanted to cry without tears: "Oji Dazai has defected, and the leader has issued an arrest warrant. Where are you, the Central Plains cadre, come back quickly."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his face and frowned: "Okay, I'll go back right away."

He didn't have time to read any more, Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled out the memory card, and rushed out of the room.

While running to the front desk, he took out his wallet from his pocket: "Hello, please settle the bill for room 2313."

"2313 has already been settled." The front desk replied politely.

Nakahara who took out his wallet was also stunned.

"Oh, okay, trouble."

If there are any hobbies in the Central Plains, fine wine is one thing, but cars are another.

He not only likes cars, but also has very good driving skills, and soon drove back to the port of Mafia.

"Miss Hongye, what's going on?" Nakahara Chuya quickly went to the room where the five major cadres met, and asked Ozaki Hongye beside him.

Koyo Ozaki shook his head: "Dazai blew up a batch of important cargo at the port Mafia, and then fled. The leader is very angry and has issued a wanted order."

Zhong Yuan was also silent for a moment: "Do you want me to catch him?"

Koyo Ozaki shook his head: "After all, he was introduced by the leader to the port Mafia, and this arrest may not necessarily be real."

"And with that guy's slippery personality, whether he can be caught or not is another matter."

Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed twice in embarrassment: "Yes."

"I heard you went drinking with Dazai last night." Ozaki Momiji smiled.

"Yeah." Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded reservedly.

"You guys have such a good relationship, you don't usually see it." Ozaki Koyo pointed out.

"No, no?" Nakahara Nakahara blushed a little at Ozaki Koyo's meaningful words, "If he really defected, I'll just open a bottle of 89 Plato to celebrate!"

"Youth."

"Sister Hongye!"

After Nakahara Chuya's car was blown up by Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya really blushed, blushing with anger.

Leaving aside the chaos of Mafia at the port, after Osamu Dazai came out of the restaurant to check out, he first calmed down his complicated mood, then changed his clothes, and went to meet people at the meeting point.

Osamu Dazai waited for a while, then smiled, and waved to the people who were walking in the distance.

"Ango~" Osamu Dazai elongated his voice, "You are finally here."

The person who came was none other than Ango Sakaguchi, an intelligence agent from the Supernatural Secret Service who was undercover at the port of Mafia.

"Dazai-kun." Ango Sakaguchi said weakly, "Can you not choose such a remote place next time?"

Osamu Dazai suppressed his smile, looked at Ango Sakaguchi carefully, and saw Ango Sakaguchi until his hairs stood on end.

"What, what's wrong." Why did you look at him with such creepy eyes.

Dazai Osamu commented on Ango like an old pedant: "Ango, your dark circles have increased again. It seems that the work of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is not easy."

Holding the lowest wages, doing the most tiring work.

Social animal life is nothing more than this.

"Who do you think it's all because of?" Sakaguchi Ango complained, "It's not because you have to deal with the follow-up of your defection. After the Chief Farmer met you once, he entrusted me with full authority over your affairs."

Osamu Dazai patted Ango Sakaguchi on the shoulder in understanding: "Thank you for your hard work."

Ango Sakaguchi pushed Dazai Osamu's hand away without any notice, "Oda was temporarily sent abroad to avoid the limelight, and you protected those children very well."

Osamu Dazai didn't interrupt, just smiled from the sidelines.

After all, it's not his credit, he just drew a perfect end to the leader Zaibu's situation.

In order for Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke to survive together in this world, I am afraid no one has the experience of the leader Dazai.

Speaking of the leader Dazai, Osamu Dazai thought of that clean and unambiguous kiss not long ago.

Still, I'm afraid we're still dealing with the mess.

Chief Jae: As long as I run fast, editor Kobayashi can't catch me!

Osamu Dazai thought, if he had the opportunity to go to that world again, he would definitely give him a big gift.

"Although Dazai, you already feel that you have left Mafia, the former double black is not for nothing." Ango Sakaguchi adjusted his glasses, "It will take some time to clear your resume."

"I understand, Ango." Osamu Dazai said coolly, "You don't have to be so euphemistic, what does the Supernatural Secret Service Division need me to do?"

"Let me tell you first, I'm a man who wants to go to the Armed Detective Agency, and the Supernatural Secret Service Division is not suitable for me at all."

Ango Sakaguchi rolled his eyes blankly: "I know, I know, I really don't care about my feelings at all. Our Supernatural Secret Service Division is not bad. National civil servants don't have all the five insurances and one housing fund."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai pointed to the thick dark circles under Ango Sakaguchi, and asked seriously, "Ango, do you really not consider buying a sudden death insurance for yourself?"

"As your friend, I can barely sign my name on the beneficiary's place." Osamu Dazai suggested.

"...I'm going to call Editor Xiao Lin."

"Sure enough, you betrayed me to that devil!!"

"Let's fight, Ango! Whoever wins will be the man who becomes the One Piece in the end!"

"What the hell is the man of One Piece?"