Overwhelming the days when Dazai-kun lived a hundred years

As the night falls, the dark blue sky and the sea are closely nestled together, and the boundaries can only be distinguished occasionally in the lapping of the waves in the moonlight.

A rubber boat sailed towards the shore on the dark waves, but it stopped at the fringe reef after a while.

The man fixed the anchor of the kayak and stretched his waist towards the shore. He couldn't wait to put a cigarette in his mouth, then turned his head and shouted into the kayak: "The whistle is ringing."

The voice fell, and a young man came out from among the boxes. He smiled and nodded to the man: "Thank you very much for sending me here."

The man shook his head and said it was nothing. He rubbed his uneven beard and said, "This is what we eat. It takes 10 minutes from here to Radium Bowl Street. You can stay there for a while, and then go Get the identity thing."

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him, he talked a lot, which is rare for a man. He also has a child of about the same age, but it's a pity that he hasn't seen each other for a long time.He squeezed the low-quality cigarette in his mouth, and waved to the boy to let him leave quickly.

Although this place is inaccessible, there are still port mafia patrolling occasionally. Although everyone is from the other world, but the rank difference between myself and the other party is too much, it is better to avoid trouble.

The boy's character is very humble. Hearing the man's advice and suggestion, he nodded in good temper, then carefully jumped onto the reef and walked to the shore.

Seeing the boy's disappearing back, the man put away the anchor, and then disappeared into the vastness just like when he came.

Fei Jia thought back to the man who sent him to Yokohama. Human beings are really very interesting. Even if they commit crimes like smuggling, do they still maintain their love for life?

"Ha, my best friend, I'll pick you up." The dark space suddenly distorted, and a teenager wearing an exaggerated coat appeared a few meters away from Fei Jia.As if painted by several kinds of white with different shades, the young man's handsome face contained a deep-rooted madness.

"Gogol, I shouldn't be late, right?" The boy's eyes were very calm, but deep down there was the same extreme madness as the other party, which was the most terrifying kind of madness called reason.

He reached out his hand to stop Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol, who wanted to kill the weeds, and shook his head slightly at him.

"Of course not, our plan is to open tomorrow." Gogol covered one eye and laughed loudly: "We are the five evils of heaven and man, a secret association of terrorists in this world, hahaha, Fei Jia, we will Let the whole of Yokohama tremble."

Hearing the boy's wild words, the corners of Fei Jia's mouth curled up, yes, everything will start from Yokohama.

At the same time, in Yokohama City, Si Nanfeng slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the seaside, then closed his eyes again, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, the actors finally arrived, he stroked the black cat in his arms Fall asleep again.

The brilliance of the morning light quickly dispelled the gloom, and the whole of Yokohama woke up from the night, and now it is the time of day.

Because it was Monday, the morning of Yokohama Bank was the busiest time. The staff on the counter politely handled various business for customers, and they completed each transaction skillfully and respectfully.

I can only adjust my standing posture in the occasional one or two minutes of leisure as a relief. Soon it will be time to change shifts, but I can rest.Ibako Sakamoto thought to herself, although she was physically and mentally exhausted from the busy morning, she still put on a professional smile politely.

"Hello, welcome. Would you like to handle withdrawals?" She bowed slightly, her straight back curved in a humble arc, which is the quality of a professional bank woman.

She smiled and said to the new customer who came forward, Sakamoto is the staff who handles the withdrawal business.The guest in front of me seems to be a traveler from another country?She looked at the few golden hairs outside the gray hood of the other party and thought about it. After thinking about it, she decided to repeat her words in English again, but what greeted her was a gun that suddenly appeared in the hands of the male customer.

Before she could react, the rapid gunfire rang out, and she looked at the blood spurting from her body in astonishment halfway through the fierce gunshots, and she wanted to cover the wound in a daze, but found that she seemed a little sleepy, and the darkness fell. enveloped her.

At the same time, other places in Yokohama sounded like an appointment at the same time. People in banks, hospitals, theaters, and squares were attacked one after another by men in gray clothes who suddenly appeared. It was an indiscriminate attack of suicide. These people not only Ham is not afraid of death, and even when someone is subdued, he will be killed by his untethered partner immediately.

Yokohama, which had just been calm for a while, fell into a war that was crazier than ever this morning.

The phone of the Ability Secret Service Division seemed to be boiling, and it kept ringing through the sky. Several full-time receptionists wiped their sweat and typed quickly on the computer: "Building A of Red Brick Square has been attacked, and reinforcements are needed."

"There was a shooting at the Yokohama Securities Bank, and the survivors still need to be confirmed."

The door was slammed open, and a light bulb walked in quickly. His face was ashen, and he walked to the computer desk, pulled away the staff who were still answering the phone, and stared at the red computer screen.

More than a dozen red dots appeared one after another on the screen like plum blossoms in full bloom. Geng Tian, ​​the chief of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, felt his blood pressure rising steadily. He squeezed out a voice between his teeth: "Didn't you say that the port mafia will make a move?" ?”

The assistant who was with him shook his head helplessly when he heard his question: "This is a completely indiscriminate attack. Even the port mafia cannot respond quickly."

Moreover, what he didn't say clearly was that it was daytime, and Yokohama's main defense forces should be the Supernatural Secret Service and the police force.

"Where's the police force? What are they doing?" Taneda looked at his assistant and asked with his blood pressure on the brink of explosion.

However, from the helpless hands of the assistant, Zhong Tian already knew that the matter could not be resolved by the police.He squinted his eyes. I am afraid that he must contact Hei Ye immediately so that the other party can respond quickly.

"Hmph, mimic really can't get on the stage, and even used such a low-level method." Yinhu trimmed his nails with a silver knife, while disgusting mimic's rudeness.

He seemed to think of something suddenly, and turned his head to look at Fei Jia who was staring at the computer. His eyes were a little curious, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Feeling being watched, Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky turned his head, his eyes were clear: "What's wrong?"

Yinhu shook his head, he said hesitantly, "I'm just curious why you didn't get rid of that smuggler's head, aren't you afraid that he will reveal your whereabouts in Yokohama?" It's very common, because everyone is licking blood, so naturally they are more afraid of this kind of thing.

Hearing Yinhu's question, Fei Jia tilted his head to one side and blinked in thought. After a while, he pointed to the computer and said, "Because even if I don't kill him, he won't survive."

His smile under the sun seemed to carry a holy light: "Even if I do nothing, his fate will not change!"

Silver Fox looked at the computer, which was divided into small grids, corresponding to the flames of war in Yokohama, one of which contained a pile of corpses, and one of them was the smuggler from yesterday, holding a student bag His eyes were still dazed when he died.

So he knew yesterday that even if he didn't kill this person, he wouldn't reveal his whereabouts?What a terrifying plan, the boy in front of him has not yet grown into a man, so one can imagine how amazing and stunning the other party will be in the future.

No, if you think about it deeper, I am afraid that this person's death was directed by him alone.Silver Fox's body trembled slightly, and his fear of Fei Jia increased to a higher level.

However, he became excited again in an instant, as long as he was by the other party's side, he, Silver Fox, would never be bored in this oxidized world again.It was also at this moment that he was completely tamed by Fei Jia.

Fei Jia was very satisfied that this rebellious fox finally belonged to him completely. He recalled the experience of catching the silver fox, and unconsciously sighed that the supernatural power of this fox was really against the sky. Punishment is very difficult to capture the opponent. It is completely useless to obtain a dead fox by using sin and punishment. In the end, you can only become the bait to trap the opponent. It is only now that you can finally subdue it for your own use.

He turned his eyes back to the display screen, thinking about the reactions of all parties, and felt his heartbeat speed up, until the heartbeat was like a drum, and he muttered to himself:

"The good show has begun..."

As for the □□ side, it is in a completely different state, except that Nakahara Chuya forcefully asked to be discharged from the hospital yesterday, which resulted in the bullet hole in his chest bursting and he was in a coma. Only Ozaki Koye, Dazai Osamu, and Si Nanfeng were surrounded by the leader's room. Meeting at the table.

Mori Ogai looked at Osamu Dazai sadly, and he still felt very sorry for the defection of Ango Sakaguchi and Sakunosuke Oda.

It's a pity that it's too late now, mimic has already begun to destroy wildly in Yokohama, he stared at the mirror transformed by Si Nanfeng's ability and gritted his teeth.The above is divided into several parts, which enclose most of Yokohama.

Looking at the ordinary people who were shot and fell to the ground on more than a dozen screens, they all had ugly faces. They are mafia, but they are fundamentally different from the gray ghosts that have no personality and human nature.

Looking at the mess above, the handsome boss couldn't hold back his anger any longer, he put his hands on the table: "I order that mimic be wiped out at all costs."

Hearing this mission, several people present reacted differently. Koyo Ozaki unsheathed the umbrella sword in his hand to reveal a section of the sword, and said with a smile: "Of order."

Si Nanfeng waved his hand to put away the mirror, then bent down and performed a standard European salute.

Only Osamu Dazai, who had been leaning on the Sinanfeng chair, narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Not yet, Mr. Mori."

As soon as Dazai Osamu said, only Si Nanfeng's expression remained unchanged, Ozaki Koyo frowned, Mori Ogai's expression changed repeatedly for a few seconds, suddenly he seemed to think of something, wine red eyes stared at Dazai Osamu, as if wanting to get from the other party Finding something on his face, he resumed his usual sitting posture, and said tentatively, "Dazai-kun, I want to hear your explanation."