But what did Dazai do wrong?

Wonderful!

Osamu Dazai applauded.

Why didn't he think of such a good idea!

At night, gin and couple restaurants are a perfect match.

"I'm going to contact Gin now." Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and typed, "He's gone too far. He's not afraid of mosquitoes because of his tight wrapping, rough skin, and thick flesh, but he wants to throw us into the encirclement of mosquitoes."

"Conspiracy, definitely his conspiracy, he deliberately tortured us!"

Riri Yamabuki couldn't bear to tell Osamu Dazai that mosquitoes couldn't bite through her skin, and he was the only victim.

Thinking about it this way, Gin's intentions are even more unpredictable!

Unless Osamu Dazai wrapped himself in bandages and turned himself into a mummy, he would be the only one who got hurt.

What a great show!vicious!It's so vicious!

This is the Black Organization's provocation to Mafia's bare-naked-naked port!There must be no appeasement!

Osamu Dazai was doing bad things with his mobile phone in his hands, and Shinichi Kudo next to him watched him suspiciously and nervously, as if he wanted to arrest Osamu Dazai on the spot in the next second.

How dare you commit a crime in front of him, do you look down on him as a great detective?

Riri Yamabuki raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and put Dazai Osamu behind him to cut off Kudo Shinichi's fiery gaze.

"What are you so enthusiastic about seeing my boyfriend do?" She raised her chin, "Your girlfriend is beside you."

Alas!He was clearly looking at the suspect's eyes!Don't deliberately misinterpret his meaning!

You wicked couple are very bad.

For the sake of his own innocence, Kudo Shinichi reluctantly turned his head to observe the corpse, wanting to study how Osamu Dazai found clues from the corpse.

After a while, the police sent to find someone walked over with a 27-year-old man on his hands. There were hard and thick calluses on the palms of his hands from years of work and maintenance equipment. His eyes were gray but not desperate. wild ambition.

The maintenance worker readily explained the facts of the crime, from his complex family ethics to the motives behind his crimes, which were exactly what Osamu Dazai said.

"It's exactly the same as your reasoning, and the chain of evidence has been found." Kudo Shinichi couldn't digest the fact that he, as a detective, lost to a Mafia in his reasoning.

Are you so talented in this line of work?

He subtly hates Osamu Dazai: How can such a talented person become a gangster?The detective agency is your final destination!

The efficiency of the Tokyo police is very fast. Due to the special identities of Yamabuki and Dazai, they don't need to go back to the police station to fill in a detailed record. They can leave after leaving a phone number.

Osamu Dazai calmly copied down the contact information of Nakahara Chuya on the paper.

Riri Yamabuki filled in Mori Ogai's private cell phone number without changing his face.

In terms of wickedness, who dares to say that they are not the most tacit understanding of the young couple?

At this time, Qin Jiu also sent a reply message, and replied with the word "yes".

"It's done! Gin agreed cursingly." Osamu Dazai said triumphantly, shaking his phone.

Cursing is an adjective added by Osamu Dazai himself.Gin Jiu had the words "Cool Brother" written all over his hair and toes, and his message style should be as brief as possible, making it impossible to guess whether he was cursing Osamu Dazai in his heart for not being a person.

It was probably scolded, and maybe I would write it down in the diary and cursed fiercely.

"Should the couple's restaurant be reserved in advance? I'll call and ask." Riri Yamabuki called the restaurant at the number written on the map of the park.

"Hello," the staff of the couple's restaurant asked cordially, "This is Fengqing Rose Restaurant, may I help you?"

Riri Yamabuki: "I want to order a four-seater."

Customer service: "I'm sorry, customer, maybe I didn't explain clearly, we are a restaurant for couples."

"I know." She said patiently. "Book a four-seater."

Customer service: "Dear, we don't have seats for four. We are a restaurant that serves two couples. If you have two couples here, we can arrange adjacent seats for you."

"No, there's only one couple." Riri Yamabuki said honestly, "The other two are here for dinner, but you can pretend they're a couple."

Customer service: "...Okay dear, let me arrange it here. Do you need to order drinks and violinists in advance?"

Riri Yamabuki counted with his fingers: Osamu Dazai is underage, driving with vodka, she wants to share joys and sorrows with her boyfriend, the only thing she can drink is gin.

She can't even drink, so why can she drink gin?

Ritsuri Yamabuki said without hesitation: "No alcohol, one bowl of red dates and black-bone chicken soup per person."

Customer service: Black-bone Chicken Soup with Red Dates is a soup for pregnant women, right? Is it really a man?

"Okay," the customer service asked calmly, dutifully promoting the restaurant business, "Do you need a violinist? We can arrange any repertoire you like."

Yamabuki Ritsu idealized the gin wolf-like eyes and the aggrieved feeling he might have when he was forced to join a couple date, so he decided to accommodate this poor man in the repertoire.

"Order "Wolf from Afar". Remember, it's specially chosen for a man in black with long hair. Please convey my kindness for me."

Customer service: Are you sure it is good intentions and not hatred?

The world of the guests is really too complicated, he is just a small customer service, he doesn't understand.

"It's booked, send the location to Qin Bar." Riri Yamabuki hung up the phone.

"Trust me, this is a very sincere meeting," she said affirmatively.

Osamu Dazai didn't believe it, but his intuition told him that he was not the one who was being persecuted. He happily accepted Riri Yamabuki's words with glee.

In Fengqing Rose Restaurant, warmly blooming roses are blooming in every corner of the restaurant, and the dim lighting smudges the substantive ambiguity.

The bow was held by a white-gloved hand, and the violin smelled of pine.Melodious and desolate tunes flow in the air, and the aroma of black chicken soup with red dates is fragrant and full of health.

Vodka's hand holding the spoon was stiff and did not dare to move, staring intently at the jujube floating in the bowl.

He hated him so much, hated himself why he didn't ask himself to stay in the underground garage to look at the car, and wanted to come and get mixed up in the Immortal Shura field that had no place for him.

As the most loyal younger brother of the eldest brother, he dared not speak out to break the deadlock for the eldest brother, he is incompetent!He is useless!

The violinist dutifully stood at the gin table and played the whole song "Wolf from afar". He proudly raised his chin, feeling that he performed exceptionally today, and that every note is art.

But the guests did not appreciate his art!Among the four people, only the beautiful and kind lady applauded for him.

What an elegant lady!No wonder she can play with three men in the palm of her hand!

The violinist gracefully bowed and retreated, and the terrifying atmosphere at the table finally showed signs of warming up.

Riri Yamabuki was quite puzzled: "Isn't the music nice? He plays it very well."

Don't mention which pot is not open!Vodka's face under the sunglasses turned pale with fright, and he quickly swallowed a red date raw to suppress his shock.

"It's very nice, but they won't appreciate it." Osamu Dazai cooperated with the crowd and deliberately called out names, "What's the matter with gin, this is a song that Riri-chan specially ordered for you. I don't even have this kind of treatment."

That being said, he doesn't want the same treatment.

It's so embarrassing that you can post a social death group incident.

Gin wants to kill.

He was moved, and his heart was moved.

The number one killer of the organization in black endured and endured, he couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly raised his head!I'm going to flip the table hard!

Riri Yamabuki: "Huh? Do you have any comments?"

The lingering dark golden pupils in Gin Nightmare looked over suspiciously.

Riri Yamabuki was just curious about what Gin was looking at with a ferocious expression. In Gin's eyes, this curiosity became that she was thinking about how to kill him gracefully and bloodily!

It hurt so much, Gin's forehead that was hit by the corner of the book began to hurt again, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't think.

Damn, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't win!

hateful!

It is the first time that Gin Jiu, who is the most inhumane, suspicious, and ruthless in the red party materials, hates his own weakness so much.

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"Let's talk about business." Gin pushed the red dates and black-bone chicken soup away in disgust, and even more disgustedly glanced at the vodka that drank most of the soup and was eating bones.

It's so embarrassing, don't call him his little brother outside in the future.

Osamu Dazai didn't really want to drink black-bone chicken soup with red dates.

What is the purpose of replenishing blood?In order to make him last a quarter of an hour when he loses too much blood next time?Osamu Dazai no!

There are no blood-enriching ingredients in their apartment, and there is no killing without buying and selling. Osamu Dazai is just a weak kitten, an innocent cat that needs to be taken good care of!

One bite at a time is prohibited here.

"It's time to talk about business." Osamu Dazai said righteously, and quietly pushed the untouched black chicken soup with red dates to the side of the vodka bowl.

Vodka: ? ? ?

Thank you, he also likes to drink, which warms his stomach better than wine.

Riri Yamabuki glanced at the bowl where Osamu Dazai disappeared, and then at his waist and abdomen covered by his clothes, his eyes gave Osamu Dazai a creepy look.

Gin's words liberated Osamu Dazai: "With regard to the cooperation between Port Mafia and our organization in Europe, there is a problem that must be resolved before we discuss it in detail."

"Our cooperation will touch the interests of another organization. If they are not resolved, the cooperation will end in disastrous failure sooner or later."

"Another organization?" Osamu Dazai asked with interest, "It must not be a simple role to be singled out by you."

"The Black Organization is expanding outwards based on Japan. Even the FBI and CIA can't stop us from moving forward. We have our strongholds and business lines in many countries." There was a hint of pride in Gin's tone.

"Only the European countries are special."

"There is a hidden armed organization roaming in that land. Their territory is all over Europe, involving various fields such as jewelry, antiques, securities and arms-trading-trading."

"Some people call them—gray ghosts."

In the desert, in the jungle, on the ice field, dusty cloaks covered their steps.

They have no fixed place, they are everywhere.

"There are two troubles: one is that they hide behind the scenes, and only a few people who manage the business in front of the stage know who the employer is, and the other is that their armed forces are very, very strong."

When it comes to the second point, Qin Jiu is obviously a little unhappy, and also a little envious: "All members of that organization are soldiers, shaped like an army, and well-trained. Master's order."

Not afraid of life and death, well-trained, all members are soldiers, like an army...

Osamu Dazai tapped the table with his fingers, and a name flashed in his mind: "Mimic?"

The team is composed of battle-hardened veterans who wandered around Europe like ghosts after leaving the original army. Everyone is an excellent fighter who has experienced many battles and yearns for death and liberation.

"Their leader, as I remember, is called Andre Gide?" Osamu Dazai folded his hands, his fingertips resting on his chin. "How could he suddenly expand his territory and get involved in business?"

Mimic is a standard mercenary team, relying on various organizations to spend money entrusting them to do things for a living.

But listening to Gin Jiu's tone, they seem to have transformed for a long time, becoming one of the best armed forces in Europe.

"It is said that the leader has changed."

Qin Jiu said: "Mimic under the command of the new leader is not arrogant, and has a sense of propriety in doing business. He never interferes in areas that do not belong to him, and has a good reputation in Europe."

"But at the same time, they attach great importance to the existing sphere of influence, especially the business that occupies the largest part of the organization's interests. Those who try to touch it will definitely suffer fierce and merciless retaliation like a storm."

Gin said clearly: "The business we are going to talk about today is almost pulling their backs. If not, I would not come here in person, and the port Mafia would not send you."

This is not necessarily the case. You are the only person who can work in the black organization. What is it that you did not do it yourself?Dazai complained.

"New leader?" Osamu Dazai murmured, "Andre Gide, is he dead?"

"No, he is still in charge of Mimic's external affairs, and no one has seen the new leader." Qin Jiu replied.

The former leader who voluntarily abdicated, the new leader who is unfamiliar and unknown, the organization that has suddenly transformed, and the upcoming conflict with the port Mafia...

The situation is becoming more and more complicated. I don't know what Mori Ogai, who has been committed to developing abroad, will think.

Osamu Dazai secretly felt that Mori Ogai would throw this mess to him [-]% after he found out that Mimic was a hard bone, and he said, "I believe in Dazai-kun".

"Ruri-chan, I'm so miserable." Osamu Dazai rubbed the black-haired girl's shoulder listlessly, "I have to work overtime again! I'm the one working overtime again!"

"What's the matter? Suddenly, Mr. Mori is not a man again?" Riri Yamabuki rubbed Dazai Osamu's head, "You just said yesterday that you have nothing to do recently, and you want to take a vacation to go to Hokkaido to fish for crabs..."

She came to a sudden: "Is it Mimic? You are responsible for it?"

"Absolutely." Osamu Dazai said weakly, unable to get motivated, "Trouble, big trouble."

"That's too bad."

Yamabuki Riri said softly.