Boss vest is omnipotent

When the sun shines into the room, Chieda Chisei opened his eyes.

But there was still darkness in front of him, and he could only feel the warm light shining on his eyes.

It is impossible to suddenly go blind overnight, let alone the fake identity produced by Alaya that he is using now, even if there is a real side effect, it should be something like tuberculosis, and it is absolutely impossible to be blind.

He tried to sit up, but his body seemed to be imprisoned, the blood in his wrist was blocked, and his fingertips felt a little numb after a while.

"Good morning, how did you rest last night?"

Some familiar frivolous voices sounded not far away, and then the cloth strip in front of him was lifted, and suddenly saw the light, and he subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

The bandages on his eyes were removed, and it was a rare moment when both eyes could see the light.

Against the light, a man in a sand-colored windbreaker was sitting on a chair by the window, with short disheveled hair. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could judge his expression at this time from the smile in his voice.

Tokieda Chisho didn't have time to pay attention to whether Osamu Dazai was smiling. He was tied up with a thick hemp rope and three handcuffs were placed on his wrists.

In fact, he didn't really want to be alone with Osamu Dazai, he had to think about eighty times in his mind about whether there was a loophole in almost every sentence he said, before he had no choice but to be alone with him, and now... there is no way.

[I don't recommend continuing to increase the coherence rate with him. After receiving the memory, it has already exceeded 50% of the safety limit. Actively improving will cause a burden on your body. 】

He was very clear about what Alaya said, but the situation of being tied up now aroused his desire to win, at least he didn't want to lose to him.

"Very good." The black-haired young man responded, tilting his head, "I'm still in a good mood."

"I think so too. I tied you up and made such a big noise that you didn't wake up." Osamu Dazai bent his eyes and folded the "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand and put it on his lap, "Although in this I gave you sleeping pills before."

The muscles are indeed a little sore, and there is no feeling of strength.

Osamu Dazai lovingly helped him up and let him lean against the cabinet beside him.The original angle of view was a little cramped, and he could only see the place that seemed to be different from before, and now he could see the environment of the entire room clearly.

"Do you know what this place is?" Dazai Osamu did not ask in a questioning tone, but was sure that he must know.

"Your house." The man who used to be the leader of the port mafia replied, his eyes were dark and reddish, and his tone was a little dangerous, "The safe house you stayed in for the longest time."

"call……"

Osamu Dazai sighed, looked at him and said, "I'm a little upset, you've seen all of me, but I don't know anything about you, isn't it unfair?"

"It seems to be the case, but there is no way to do it. If I can, I don't want to bother with those troubles... But things don't always go according to plan, you understand?" He smiled at the man in the sand-colored coat , "Besides, I will tell you everything you want to know, and it doesn't make any difference."

"Forget it, I don't want to believe a word that comes out of your mouth."

"Hey—why is this?"

"People who hate the port mafia, don't want to have more to do with the mad dogs in that kind of place."

"Even if it's 'Dazai Osamu'? "

"No."

The other party stopped talking for a long time, the young man in black raised his head, his expression was secretly excited, and his eyes were also a little bright.

"I said, Zhijun." He called another name of himself, with a rather pleasant tone, "If—I mean, according to common sense, if we kill each other, is it considered suicide?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a second, it was a path he had never thought of.Of course, a normal person would never see himself in a parallel world one day, and the other person happened to have such refreshing and energetic hobbies just like himself.

When Kunikida Dupo came in, he happened to hear the troublesome response from their detective agency: "Wow——I never thought of such an idea, it seems very interesting... Why don't we try it now..."

The last word was attacked by Kunikida Doppo's notebook. Although it was a very thin notebook, Kunikida's strength was great, and Osamu Dazai covered his head.

He also heard his gleeful laughter at the port next to him.

"I asked you to pick him up but didn't ask you to tie him up!" Kunikida Doppo looked at the pitiful certain leader who was huddled in a corner. Although he had the same face as the bastard in front of him, he looked much more decent!

"Because he's dangerous. As a good citizen, of course I'd be very scared?" Osamu Dazai defended himself, "And this can't tie him down at all."

He pointed to the leader in the corner, and the man stood up, all the ropes on his body were broken and scattered on the ground, except for three sets of handcuffs on his wrists.

The young man in black stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers with his right hand, and the three pairs of handcuffs fell to the ground in a rhythmic order.

Kunikida Doppo was stunned, and Osamu Dazai said helplessly, "I knew it. I said before that it would be best to bring boar clips and rocket launchers, but those things are not easy to find."

"...All in all!" Kunikida Doppo was disturbed by him, but his years of experience in teaming up with Osamu Dazai quickly regained his sanity, "Yesterday Atsushi was at a loss, so I contacted this guy. Today I just told me, and I came right away. Please bear with me when I'm rude."

Kunikida Doppo said to him apologetically, although he is also Dazai, the one in front of him is obviously different, at least when he was in the Armed Detective Agency, he really worked hard to deal with it.

And the handling is very good, even with the most demanding requirements, there is no way to find fault.Just because of this behavior that he will handle it seriously and responsibly even if he is forced to work, Kunikida feels that he is better than some unscrupulous guy.

"Hey, it's okay, I already have psychological expectations." The leader waved his hand quite generously, "Your armed detective agency shouldn't have the intention of imprisoning me, right?"

"We are organized legally!" Kunikida Doppo turned pale with shock, and quickly explained, "Dazai, you will resolve the misunderstanding you caused."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai said with a long voice, "Our armed detective agency is completely different from your extravagant and confused mafia. It is quite poor. There is no benefit in imprisoning you, and we have to raise another one." People... Or will your boss take a ransom to redeem you?"

At the end, he showed a thoughtful expression.

"I'm the signature clerk in our store." Mr. Chief said so, although there are only two permanent people in the store, the other one is mainly responsible for cooking.

"200 billion... This is the price I estimated in conjunction with Mr. Mori, what do you think?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"It's still possible with 200 yuan." The young man in black said frankly, "Our store is also very poor."

The two looked at each other, and finally Osamu Dazai waved his hand and said, "Then you'd better get out of here quickly, and put the 200 yuan over the table."

The young man in black took out a [-]-yen coin from his pants pocket and placed it in Dazai's hand.

"What does this mean, wait for my change?"

"It seems a bit embarrassing for me to go back like this." The leader showed a shy smile that made Osamu Dazai feel uncomfortable—he was only wearing a shirt and trousers at this time, and the coat probably left it in Atsushi Nakajima's dormitory— Say to that person, "Zhijun, lend me your clothes."

"I told you I'm poor..."

"That's right, others will only think that I am a poor ruler when they see me."

"My reputation is worthless." Osamu Dazai said indifferently.

Kunikida, who was just about to talk to Dazai, heard the young man in black say, "Next time we will make an appointment to commit suicide together."

Kunikida Doppo: "?"

"There are extra coats in that room, you can find them there."

It's not just the coat. First of all, when the baby was born, it was changed from head to toe.If it was pure black before, it is now pure white. He is wearing a uniquely designed white dress, and the bandages on his eyes have been changed again.

"Going back like this, everyone will be shocked." The first gentleman looked more clear, and said, "After all, I was kicked out because I brought down the guests before."

For the first time in his life, Kunikida Doppo felt empathy with a coffee shop owner he had never met before. It was hard work to have a troublesome employee like Osamu Dazai.

Seeing that his colleague seemed to have something to say, Kunikida Doppo stopped him in time, and said first, "I'll take you outside."

He must tell Aton when he goes back, if this happens again, it doesn't matter even if he knocks on the window of his house at night, and he must never look for Osamu Dazai again.

In this way, two people are mixed together, and the world has not been destroyed by disasters, and the two of them can do it.

Kunikida Doppo also paid the fare first for him, so as long as he doesn't come again, it's fine compared to that unsmiling Nakahara Naka.

Sitting in the taxi, Tokieda Chisho couldn't help feeling that Kunikida Doppo is really a good person.

The white dress on him, if I remember correctly, was designed by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.He has some memories of Osamu Dazai in the parallel world, and he is deeply impressed by Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's words that if he doesn't wear it, he will definitely "cry".

"It's indeed a bit exaggerated, it seems not as good as the previous one." He whispered.

The car drove further and further away, and he noticed it from the first time it deviated from the track. After all, no one is more familiar with Yokohama than him.

But he didn't take any action, just silently watching where the driver was going.

Finally, the car stopped at the boundary of the most famous scenic spot in Yokohama. Five tall buildings like giants stood on the coast of Yokohama, and the Ferris wheel could be seen not far away.

"Anyone want to see me?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.

The driver didn't answer, didn't look back, and kept silent in a very disciplined manner.Shizhi Qiansheng sighed, opened the car door and walked out.

Untrapped, unarmed, and alone in front of the mafia mansion in the empty port.

"Forget it." Although there was no one, he still walked towards the port mafia's building, "Then, I'll start."