what does the leader taste like today

After entering the door, Amuro stared at the boy who opened the door for him in the dark.

In his mind, he compared the photos that Di Lu and Qin Jiu gave him.That's right, Toru Amuro confirmed that he was another culprit who destroyed the underground laboratory of the Black Organization.

The existence of the Black Organization is to research the medicine of immortality.One day half a year ago, the gentleman got the news from nowhere that there was an immortal member of Port Mafia, and he got the member's itinerary.After confirming that everything was true, the gentleman dispatched his powerful agent Gin, and he did not hesitate to make an enemy of the port Mafia to catch this member.

As a result, Gin only brought back one eye, which was not a failure.

The Black Organization will then devote all its resources and energy to studying this eye.The information is true, the owner of the eyeball does have unimaginable cell activity, maybe immortality can really be achieved.However, no matter how much the organization in black studies, it is still unable to analyze the cell structure of this eye.

Medicines produced based on the biological components of the eye are also considered to be failures. Ingestion of a small amount can have a strong hallucinogenic and analgesic effect, and a little more can turn a person into a living dead.

Unwilling to fail, the gentleman ordered Gin to find a way to bring the owner of the eyes back to the Black Organization. However, the final result was that the Black Organization's laboratory was destroyed, and all efforts were in vain. The port Mafia declared an all-out war with the Black Organization .

All because of the owner of the eyes, that is, the young man in front of him.

"Dilu?" Toru Amuro broke the name into syllables and read them one by one, obviously trying to remember, "We are not enemies, I just want to ask if you are interested in cooperating with us."

"If you want to come to negotiate, and my speaking skills are not good, you can go to Mr. Dazai." Dilu moved out of his backstage confidently.

I just thought that Osamu Dazai would be very difficult to mess with at first glance, so I wanted to see Dilu's attitude first. Toru Amuro sighed when no one was paying attention. He watched Dilu invite them into the house and left, and went to the backyard. He and Osamu Dazai explained their purpose in a low voice.

Then Osamu Dazai changed into a dry blue yukata, and put on a white haori because he was afraid of the cold, and sat in front of Toru Amuro with a smile on his face.

After all, Kudo Shinichi is just an ordinary male high school student with a superior IQ. After he was sent to talk to Dilu about the past, he was misled by Dilu in a few words, and took out his mobile phone to teach the newly added game Xiaobai Nakajima Atsushi to play the game.

The three of them lined up under the eaves, and Shinichi Kudo soaked his feet in the hot spring water because of a cold and drunkenness.From Amuro Toru's perspective, only the backs of three heads could be seen, and then Osamu Dazai closed the door, leaving only the two of them in the room.

"What identity is Mr. Amuro planning to use to cooperate with me? Is it the Bourbon of the Black Organization, or Jiang Yaling, the police officer of the Police Department?"

His tone was so natural that he seemed to be talking about an insignificant matter, and he didn't feel that it was a particularly creepy thing for him to ask Ha Amuro Tohru to hide his identity.

Being exposed suddenly, Toru Amuro panicked for a short moment, and he quickly calmed down: "As expected of Osamu Dazai of the port Mafia, the ability to obtain information is top-notch."

"Where is it, didn't Mr. Amuro also find out my identity?" Dazai Osamu greeted enthusiastically, "Let's just say, which side Mr. Amuro represents and what is he here for?"

There was no politeness at all, Osamu Dazai went straight to the topic frankly, holding back the remarks prepared by Toru Amuro.

The black-skinned youth had no choice but to take a deep breath: "On behalf of the Japanese police, I invite Mr. Dazai to help us destroy the black organization."

"Eh? Me?" Osamu Dazai exaggeratedly exclaimed, "Do the police actually need Mafia's assistance?"

Probably because he thought this proposal was too boring, Osamu Dazai lacked interest.There were tea sets and hot water on the low table. During Toru Amuro's explanation, Osamu Dazai opened the upside-down teacup and filled it only for himself.

In fact, even Toru Amuro himself felt that this request from the top police officers was very unreasonable.Port Mafia is the dark side of the country, representing the fringes beyond the reach of the law.In terms of crime, Port Mafia is not much better than the Black Organization, just not as high-profile.No evidence can be found. To some extent, the port Mafia has also maintained national stability, so it is nothing.

"Mr. Dazai, this is a good opportunity to introduce Port Mafia to the poker table, isn't it?" With his fists clenched tightly under the table, Toru Amuro explained in a deep voice. He began to analyze the various benefits of cooperation, and Dazai began to speak impolitely. yawn.

Kneeling lazily, holding his face with one hand, and holding the teacup in the other, he sipped one mouthful at a time. It wasn't until Toru Amuro explained the high possibility that the Japanese police and Mafia at the port could work together to eliminate the black organization, that Osamu Dazai took his time. speak out.

"But without the assistance of the police, Port Mafia also has the ability to defeat the black organization."

He maintained a smile: "In the underground world, the winner can control the people and wealth of the loser. Without you, the port Mafia can obtain all the property of the black organization. Now that you have intervened, should we turn over the spoils that we should get? Why don't you pay it?"

"Mr. Amuro, if you want to cooperate, you must show enough sincerity."

"for example?"

"Think for yourself!" Osamu Dazai poured the unfinished tea back into the teapot viciously, "Mr. Amuro, of course you have to bring up such things as chips to show your sincerity."

Amuro was stunned for a moment, this man was more difficult than he imagined, he refused his proposal ambiguously, he was still testing the bottom line of the police department, and cynically tried to extract all their value.

But no matter how you say it, the goal of taking down the black organization is full of temptations, making Amuro irresistible.He swayed from side to side, and as time passed, the balance gradually tilted in favor of Osamu Dazai.Toru Amuro thought, as long as what Osamu Dazai wanted did not violate the law and public order, he could accept it.

Still sane, he gritted his teeth, neither directly agreed nor refused: "I see, I will give you an answer within three days."

"Then, goodbye Mr. Amuro."

With the expected answer, Toru Amuro's existence became meaningless.Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, picked up an empty teacup and saw off the guests directly, sitting at the low table, without any intention of getting up to see them off.

His appearance was so annoying that Toru Amuro couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and angrily dragged away Kudo Shinichi who came with him.

The door opened and closed again, and the person in the way finally left. Osamu Dazai watched the two of them leave. The kneeling posture made him feel a little numb in his legs, so he changed his posture slowly.While he was changing positions, Ogiro sat on the opposite side of the low table where Toru Amuro had been.

"Mr. Dazai, are we going to cooperate with the police?"

"You heard me." Osamu Dazai stretched out his legs, thinking that Dilu's question was funny, he grinned and said, "I'm not interested in cooperating with them, it sounds too strange for the underground forces to cooperate with the police, right? ! It will damage my image."

"Then what would Mr. Amuro think?"

On behalf of the National Police Agency, he can give the port Mafia an answer within three days. Toru Amuro must be a policeman with great prestige and status. It is a bargaining chip for people to ask me to have a detailed interview in one place."

He then said to himself: "Interview, I guess it's not a good thing... The black organization will take revenge sooner or later, and the thousand-day defense against thieves is really too much trouble, why don't I give them a chance to take revenge."

"Dilu, do you want to go then?"

Hearing his name, Di Lu blinked, and he hardly hesitated: "Go, I promised Kudo to help him turn back into an adult."

"You are really kind." Osamu Dazai muttered softly.

Osamu Dazai, who was rubbing his legs and complaining, was not as condescending as he was when negotiating with Toru Amuro. Dilu stared at him for a while, then stood up suddenly, walked around the low table, walked to the back of Osamu Dazai, and hugged him from behind .

An unexpected hug.

Clasping his neck with his hands, Dilu hid a volcano in his body, the temperature was hot and intense, Osamu Dazai could feel the body temperature slightly higher than that of ordinary people passing through layers of fabric to his back, and then into his limbs and top of his head.As if someone had pressed the pause button, Osamu Dazai stopped what he was doing, and the faint dissatisfaction in his mouth also stopped.

He straightened his back to bear the weight of the hug.

Dilu didn't speak, neither did Dazai Osamu, but Dazai Osamu could understand the meaning of this hug.

Dilu must have known what he did to Kudo Shinichi, knowing that he forced Conan to become Kudo Shinichi, so as not to cause unnecessary sadness when Dilu met.

"I don't care." I don't care if Kudo Shinichi can see him.

Di Lu opened her mouth with a steady tone, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.The hot breath hit Osamu Dazai's ears, making him tremble sensitively.

"I know you don't care." Dazai Osamu didn't care about his disobedient ears, he laughed, "You don't care and it won't affect my actions."

Osamu Dazai's face cannot be seen from behind, so Ogiro does not know his expression.However, he could hear Osamu Dazai's heartbeat pounding heavily on his chest, and then the thumping and thumping gradually became in tune with his own heartbeat, from two voices merging into one strong and powerful beating.

"I know Mr. Dazai will still do it even if I say so." Dilu was still very calm, "But it doesn't affect me telling you, I don't care."

"I know."

The two of them kept this posture all the time, talking over and over again around a boring topic, until finally they had nothing to say and remained silent.

A clock with a simple style is hung on the wall, with black pointer numbers and a white chassis.Tired from maintaining the hugging posture, Dilu put his whole body weight on Osamu Dazai, buried half of his face in Osamu Dazai's hair, and watched the second hand with a pair of light-colored eyes peeking out from the black hair. Grid walked by.

A little sleepy, want to sleep, Di Lu thought.

Atsushi Nakajima was still tidying up in the yard, almost finished, Dilu saw a shadow appearing on the door separating the yard from the back room, followed by the sound of the door being pulled open.

"...Did I come in at the wrong time?" Atsushi Nakajima asked dryly, stepping on the door frame to enter the house and neither leaving nor leaving.

Di Lu: "It's just right to come in."

Osamu Dazai: "Of course not the time!"

The two people answered at the same time, making Atsushi Nakajima even more at a loss, embarrassing pink spread from his cheeks to his neck.For the first time, Dilu discovered that Atsushi Nakajima was a thin-skinned and shy person.

He jumped off Dazai Osamu, regardless of the expressions of the people behind him, and the thoughts of the people in front of him.Dilu ran up to Atsushi Nakajima and patted the latter on the shoulder: "Aton, it's time to make the bed and go to sleep."

It doesn't matter whether the bed is made or not, Atsushi Nakajima looked over Dilu's shoulder at Dazai Osamu's dark smiling face, he felt a little stuffed, and felt that it was more important for him to survive tonight.

……

Seven days later, the living room on the basement floor of Mafia at the port.

Chuya Nakahara finally finished his long business trip and returned to the headquarters. He was sent by Osamu Dazai to Italy to contact Vongola.Pengele encountered his rival, Mirufiore, and the two families fought fiercely on the Italian battlefield. Pengele was still at a disadvantage. It was not until Zhongye Zhongye led the reinforcements of the action troops that the situation was reversed.

After the support mission was over, Chuya Zhongya returned to the headquarters and brought along an envoy representing Peng Gelie.

"Ah, I'm finally back, I'm exhausted." Zhongya Nakahara sank into the soft sofa, he lay on his back, and let out a long breath, "The situation in Italy is too troublesome, sister, I have a hunch , Pengo Lie and Mirufiore will fight again."

"Write it into the report and report it to the leader." The dignified and beautiful woman made tea for the two people in front of her, "Chuya, why don't you introduce me, this is..."

Zhong Yuan straightened his hat, sat up straight, and patted the shoulder of the young man beside him: "This is Lan Bo, the Thunder Guardian of the Pengo Lie family."

He took off his hat again and introduced to Lanbo: "This is one of the cadres of Mafia at our port, Hongye Ozaki, you can just call her Miss Hongye."

Rambo is an unrestrained boy under the age of 15, wearing a cow pattern shirt and a black suit, with Westernized facial features and Italian innocence.

Lan Bo smiled flatteringly at the beauty in kimono in front of him: "Beautiful big sister, if you need anything, please take me with you, I am very strong."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Zhongyuan Zhong also got a pint of red wine from nowhere, and in the process of opening the bottle, he suddenly remembered the leader who had never appeared, "Where is Dazai, it is not the leader who should meet the envoy. Come out?"

"He took Dilu to the sea."

"Sea?" Zhongyuan Zhong also asked.

"It's a cooperation negotiation with the Police Agency. The Armed Detective Agency also sent people to participate. However, according to the leader, there may be another force behind it who wants to muddy the water. This negotiation is not safe."

"What?!" Zhongyuan Zhongya's voice became higher in vain, and he began to insult the unreliable leader passionately again, "That bastard, knowing that there is danger, but still digging in, is it because he is afraid that he will not die fast enough?"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Zhongyuan Zhong also made up his mind: "No, I have to bring someone to support."

He stopped drinking, and the messenger didn't care, and Zhongyuan put on his hat cursingly and prepared to go upstairs.Now that he knew that Osamu Dazai was about to have an accident at sea, it was the fastest way to find the operation department to dispatch a helicopter.

He walked into the elevator and was stopped before he pressed the floor.

It was Lan Bo who caught up: "Chuya, wait for me, I'm going too!"

Lan Bo took out a bazooka with a strange color from his pocket, and weighed it in his hand: "As an ally, I should also show Pengo Lie's sincerity and strength."

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Fuck, I was still sad today. I said that there were no comments to praise me and no new clicks. I only realized when Chapter 37 was finished and ready to post. It turns out that I forgot to set the manuscript box time for this chapter...

Woo hoo my little red flower! !

Let me know that my next chapter is a super fat chapter of nearly 8000 words, I am really hardworking, I need more praise!