But what did Dazai do wrong?

People who are good at lies don't tell lies that are not perfect. Osamu Dazai said that if there is a dance, there must be a dance.

It's not easy being in the business of Mafia these days.

Wen Neng is proficient in [-] languages, and it is more than enough to go to the United Nations to become the Secretary-General of the United Nations after forging a degree;

Shuangxin of Virtue and Art can not only sing and sing at the year-end party, but also be the most handsome boy under the disco light ball on the dance floor.

If it is not for life, who is willing to come out to work?

"Would you like to try on that pearly white dress with a narrow waist and an open back?"

Holding a sample magazine, the makeup artist asked Riri Yamabuki earnestly: "That suit matches Mr. Dazai's suit very well."

"One black and one white, staged a black and white double evil?" Riri Yamabuki said disapprovingly, "Although it is a Mafia organization, don't always think about fighting and killing."

The makeup artist who originally intended to be "an angel and a devil are a perfect match for the old man's girl heart dokidoki": "..."

If she remembers correctly, you are the number one militant in the organization, right?How many mistakes have you made in your own perception to say such unconscionable nonsense?

The makeup artist regretfully ordered the assistant to take away the unselected gowns, leaving only the dark red dress that Riri Yamabuki liked.

She is gearing up and vows to use her makeup technology which is more powerful than PS to daub it and amaze the audience.

"I want to take a closer look at your skin, so I can choose to cover it up." She explained in advance that she was afraid that when she approached, she would be thrown from the upstairs by the terrible militant conditioned reflex.

"Look." Ritsuri Yamabuki nodded indifferently.

The makeup artist approached cautiously. Under the overexposed halo of the makeup lamp, her hand holding the makeup sponge trembled slightly.

There is absolutely no room for her to play at all!

Hey, it's blasphemy to lay hands on such a face!She is humble, she is not worthy, let her take seventeen or eight photos and save them in the mobile phone album as the dream material for tonight!

What's going on with Mafia now?With such good looks, is it more cost-effective to debut as a national idol than to stay and work under a black-hearted boss who buys accidental death insurance for employees but fills in the beneficiary as himself?

The makeup artist hesitated and hesitated, chose a lip glaze suitable for cold fair skin, and applied a layer on Riri Yamabuki's lips.

The true red mixed with fine glitter gold powder spreads on the plump lips, and the bright color is particularly delicious.

The color of her lips is dull, and the lip glaze is brightened, which neutralizes the overly deserted temperament.

The beauty of my sister is really amazing!Except for the severest challenge of her career and the necessary panic of questioning her own existence, she is extremely happy!

Riri Yamabuki let the inexplicably excited makeup artist operate fiercely on her head this way and that, and took out his mobile phone to check the time: it was two and a half hours before the appointment with Osamu Dazai.

He originally reserved three hours, which is said to have originated from Koyo Ozaki's terrifying threat that "a man who is not willing to wait for a girl's makeup time is better off dead, and the slave family is willing to fulfill you".

As a result, Riri Yamabuki finished all the work in half an hour, and she sent a message to Osamu Dazai: "I'm done, how about you?"

Riri Yamabuki is really efficient. No matter killing people or putting on makeup, he will probably finish his homework in the first week of summer vacation in school Self-disciplined person.

"I'm doing the final preparations at the banquet site." Osamu Dazai replied, "Someone will drive you over, and I'll pick you up at the door."

Riri Yamabuki replied with an emoticon package of "Maomao understands.jpg".

The habit of posting emojis was passed on to her by Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai loves to use "the most powerful eye attack of a kitten", "Life is not easy, cats sigh", "I don't know how to tell you about this, after all I am just a kitten", "Too bad a cat Ready to stare with your eyes" emoticon pack.

This person is very bad, relying on Yamabuki's law to stop in the 3G era, and use his own 5G network speed to fight crazy.

Riri Yamabuki: Your emoticon package is fine, and the next second is mine.

The black car of Mafia at the port parked in front of an iron gate covered with roses. Behind the gate was a vast manor, and the main villa was resplendent in the setting sun.

Osamu Dazai was waiting at the door, and the door opened slowly in front of him.

He was still wearing a black suit today, except for a dark red tie, which was the result of Riri Yamabuki's phone call and told her to match the dress she chose today.

"Welcome." Osamu Dazai opened the door, held the car frame with one hand, and handed the other hand into the car.

A slender hand rested lightly on his palm, and Riri Yamabuki lowered his head and led the hem of the skirt and walked out of the car, the top of his coiled hair rubbed against the back of Osamu Dazai's hand holding the door frame.

"I came early?" She smoothed the corners of the skirt naturally, and the tail of the dark red dress was ingeniously embroidered with large fiery roses with embroidery stitches, which were more magnificent than the blooming flowers in the rose garden.

Makeup artists can't work harder on makeup effects, they can only toss about styling.The girl's long black hair was coiled up, dotted with white pearls, and a round black pearl was worn on her curvaceous neck, which was just stuck in the middle of the collarbones on both sides.

"Aren't you going in?" Riri Yamabuki approached Dazai Osamu, and waved his hands in front of him, "Or, are you free enough to meet me in the garden?"

"I'm responsible for all the security monitoring, personnel reception, and logistics commander, what do you think?" Osamu Dazai looked away, "The host and guest haven't arrived yet, do you want to stroll around casually?"

"Which foreign guest would you like to invite in person?" Riri Yamabuki only heard from Osamu Dazai that the port Mafia was going to invite a guest from England, and he didn't know anything else.

It wasn't obvious, but Osamu Dazai was guarding her.

"He's an unpleasant guy, but Mr. Mori wants to do business with him." Osamu Dazai didn't like socializing either. He called a waiter and said to Riri Yamabuki, "Let's go for a casual stroll first, and then enter after dark." The field doesn't matter."

"There is a viewing fountain in the garden." The waiter bowed slightly, "Would you like to take a look?"

The roses in this manor are blooming very well, and the garden is full of flowers. The waiter keeps a close distance and follows the law of the mountain, with a dedicated appearance waiting for the orders of the guests.

It's like he didn't receive Dazai's order to keep an eye on her.

Not far away, the gardener was wiping the grass with big gardening scissors, and the smell of grass even covered the scent of roses.

"Sorry, it's not convenient ahead, I'll show you another way." The waiter said immediately.

It wasn't the gardener's fault, Riri Yamabuki came really early, and the gardener had to finish the grass before the banquet officially started.

"It's my problem, don't disturb other people's work." Riri Yamabuki nodded to the gardener who looked over silently, and followed the waiter to another path without any hesitation.

The gardener didn't pick up the garden shears again until she was out of sight, and continued to work.

His phone vibrated in his work apron.

[Boss addicted to undercover and unable to extricate himself: Give me an explanation, friend, what are you doing here?Andre fired you, is this a new job for reemployment? (Xiaotu Zaizhi’s shocked eyes.jpg)]

[Spearman No. 25 with no emotion: I'm on a mission, Boss, don't you know? 】

Riri Yamabuki knows a hammer!

Caught off guard and seeing her own person, she was so shocked that she even sent the wrong emoji!

Fortunately, [No. 25, the gunman with no emotions] has a tight mouth, otherwise André Gide would know that she was not only led by Osamu Dazai and became obsessed with emoticons, but also took pictures of Osamu Dazai to make emoticons. The worried guardian must be He would come across the ocean from England to teach her ideological education and how to guard against wolves.

Although Andre Gide was in charge of Mimic's trivial matters, she should know that Riri Yamabuki knew about it. She went through the information in her mind, and finally found something in a corner.

A partner who had a close deal with Mimic in the arms trade and jewelry business suddenly lost the news three days ago. Among the smugglers who smuggled people in British ports were people who bought Yamabuki’s face, saying that they were away from the government’s control. A suspected figure was seen in the port.

The order she gave at the time was: Go after him and stay half breathed.

Holding a half breath was to interrogate the reason why he said nothing, Yamabuki Riri held the hem of the dress and looked around at the black suits coming and going in Mafia, the surrounding port.

Okay, there's no need for an interrogation, this partner is really doing well, after betraying her, he turned back and became a guest of Mafia at the port.

It just so happens that if the cooperation between Port Mafia and the Black Organization goes well, Mori Ogai will not take him seriously.It was Riri Yamabuki who disturbed the cooperation and gave this person the opportunity to take the lead.

Fortunately and unfortunately.

He thought he had escaped from Mimic's sphere of influence, but he didn't expect to bump into her arms.

"A guest?" Riri Yamabuki stood in the violet-woven corridor and saw a figure surrounded by bodyguards from afar.

The waiter raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Yes, Miss Lawyer, it's time for you to enter."

"I'm looking forward to the opening dance." She hooked her lower lip very lightly.

Osamu Dazai was waiting for her in the front hall of the ballroom, and the guests who were invited came in one after another. From the corner of their eyes, they quietly looked at this young and handsome Mafia executive.

"Who is his dancing partner?" Qianjin, the chairman of the company under Mafia at the port, quietly asked her female partner who came with her.

"Master Ozaki Momiji, a female subordinate, or a single guest." The female companion said, "Mr. Dazai has no lover, so anyone may be invited for the opening dance."

"You said, do I have a chance?" Qianjin blushed and straightened her golden curly hair, "How does my makeup look today?"

"It's great." The female companion hurriedly praised the look she had carefully prepared all day, "Give me a look, and Mr. Dazai will understand."

How perceptive he is, never embarrassing women who are partners.

Even if his eyes were never moved by any beauty, but being watched by those tender and affectionate eyes, who could be hard-hearted and say that he didn't like it?

The chairman's daughter still remembered that at a large dance in Mafia last year, she drank two extra glasses of champagne and felt uncomfortable due to the smell of alcohol, so she quietly hid on the balcony behind the red velvet curtain.

The night wind blew coldly across the open-air balcony, and the young man standing by the fence looking at the dark lawn below turned his head, his cold eyes bent when he saw her, and called out her name.

"Do you know me?" Qianjin blushed because of her unreal beauty under the moonlight. She lowered her head and murmured for a long time, then asked Osamu Dazai in a low voice why he didn't go dancing.

"Probably because I haven't met a lady as beautiful as the lady." Qianjin didn't see the impatience in Osamu Dazai's eyes, and he casually put the wine glass in his hand on the terrace, inviting a dance as she wished.

In fact, she is very gentle, even if she is impatient and disinterested, her wish is still fulfilled in the girl's expectant eyes.

"Ri Li-chan~" Seeing the approaching figure, Osamu Dazai took the initiative to take a step forward, his arms bent outwards.

Riri Yamabuki took Dazai Osamu's hand, and looked around the ballroom habitually.

"A lot of people are looking at me," she whispered to Osamu Dazai, "Why?"

"Maybe I'm envious of my super beautiful girlfriend." Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

"Then what happened to the girls who were looking at me across the way?" Ritsu Yamabuki couldn't be fooled.

"Of course I envy Riri-chan for having a super handsome boyfriend." Osamu Dazai replied naturally.

Riri Yamabuki glanced at him, but couldn't say anything shameless about Osamu Dazai.

Although it sounds really shameless, it is indeed the truth.

The most important guest of the ball has already entered the arena, and the rich man stands cautiously surrounded by the bodyguards, with the word "gou" carved into his bone marrow.

The people sent by the port Mafia didn't know why he was so scared, only the man himself knew that the people who chased him must be approaching!

"I must, must be protected by the port of Mafia." He said silently, "Andre will not let me go! His loyal master will not let me go! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

The rich merchant forced himself to be calm. He greeted Osamu Dazai with a smile. He seemed stiff but panicked and said: "Your organization is responsible for protecting my safety. I will only discuss business with you in a place that is absolutely safe."

"It's a matter of course." Osamu Dazai said lightly, "If you stay within our protection circle, you will naturally survive completely—why, is someone chasing you?"

he asked abruptly.

"Of course not!" The wealthy businessman flatly denied, "I am a clean businessman."

"No matter how innocent a person is involved in gangsters, isn't he innocent?" Riri Yamabuki secretly whispered to Osamu Dazai.

"How could Riri-chan say that?" Dazai Osamu was shocked, "Why am I not clear?"

How can you slander other people's innocence!

Yamabuki Law University was speechless: "You should be more careful, this guy must have caused trouble and ran to Yokohama. If you are afraid of death, you may offend some powerful enemy. Do you really want to protect him?"

"Isn't it good to be scared?" Osamu Dazai said nonchalantly, "You are obedient only when you are afraid."

Hearing his words, Riri Yamabuki's heart moved.

Port Mafia's attitude towards wealthy merchants seems... different from what she imagined.

They really need such a partner who is familiar with the overseas market, but they do not intend to put the wealthy businessman who has almost escaped across the ocean on the same status.

They want him to pray to the port of Mafia, to cling to the port of Mafia, and the best way to gain the loyalty of a cunning and greedy merchant is not to induce.

is fear.

Make him panic all day long, make him hoarse, make his eyes bloodshot, kneel on the ground and beg for a blessing.

That's what Mafia does.

Did Osamu Dazai really not notice the strangers sneaking in in the manor?

Is it really a coincidence that the waiter took Yamabuki Riri on the road where he met the gardener by chance?

Why did he let them move around in the manor?

Calm down, Riri Yamabuki said to himself coldly, calm down.

It might really be a coincidence that the waiter brought her to meet the gardener, because Osamu Dazai had concealed the time and place of the dance from her, and she arrived nearly two and a half hours earlier than the scheduled time!

If Osamu Dazai hadn't set up a trap for her today, he might not know the identity of the sneaked enemy.

Osamu Dazai just discovered that someone was chasing and killing a wealthy businessman, and he took advantage of the opportunity to arrange people into the dance party with the idea of ​​killing two birds with one stone.

One is to make wealthy businessmen have to give up all retreats when accidents occur frequently and their lives are threatened, and they cling to the port Mafia like a drowning man holding a sinking log in the water.

The second is to capture the enemy alive and go back for interrogation, and lead people to round up the enemy at the moment when he thinks he has succeeded and relaxes his vigilance, which will reap a great harvest.

It's really—beautiful.

The violinist slowly pulled out the first syllable, Riri Yamabuki raised his hand and grabbed Osamu Dazai's shoulder.

As long as she didn't do anything, and watched her subordinates rush into the trap to make wedding dresses for others, she could even take this opportunity to wash away the suspicion of Ogier Brandy's death.

Mimic is full of people who have no fear of death, and they will never betray Riri Yamabuki.

Is Osamu Dazai also waiting for her choice?Will he believe that she is cold-blooded and ruthless to achieve her goals by any means, or will she believe that she has never betrayed and everything is just his suspicion?

No matter which one he believes, letting go of the next development is a good choice.

"I promised Andre." Yamabuki Riri looked into Dazai Osamu's water-colored eyes and thought quietly, "I will find the right death for him and his brothers."

Died in the use of Mafia at the port, in her suspicion game with Osamu Dazai, is it the right death?

She doesn't admit it.

The more interesting the better, Osamu Dazai has written the script, and acting according to it can only lead to the ending he defined.

How boring.

Riri Yamabuki raised his head slightly, and the dazzling crystal lamp in the center of the ballroom illuminated the entire hall. A pair of men and women hugging each other stood under the lamp, and the violinist in the band played the first syllable.

The rich businessman relaxed in the soothing music, and leaned forward slightly to watch the gorgeous dance carefully. The bodyguards around him were scattered, each guarding a position.

The waiter walked in through the corner door pushing a trolley full of champagne glasses. He was wearing a uniform vest and clean white gloves, and he pushed the trolley steadily and walked on the red carpet step by step.

The waiter walked up to the tall champagne tower and put glasses of champagne on the cart on the table.

The syllables of the violin echoed in his ears, and his white-gloved hand moved forward gently, knocking down a glass of champagne.

"Snapped!"

In a chain reaction, glasses of champagne fell from the tower, crackling and transparent fragments splashed all over the floor!The whole dance hall can smell the strong aroma of wine!

The loud sound attracted people who stepped forward on the dance floor, the sound of the violin stopped abruptly, and the head waiter wearing a red bow tie hurried towards the waiter standing in front of the champagne tower with a look of imminent disaster.

"I'm very sorry." The waiter bowed slightly, and the black gun quietly slipped from his sleeve to his white glove.

In an instant, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger impressively!

"boom!"

The crystal lamps above people's heads shattered.

The huge lamp stand crashed to the ground, and fragments of the light bulb flew in all directions like falling raindrops, and the particles of light flashed like meteor trails.

At the same time, the switch in the villa ignited with burning smoke, and the whole manor suddenly fell into darkness.

Osamu Dazai breathed twice, and he tightened his hand on Riri Yamabuki's waist inwardly, and let it go again.

"I'm going to take care of something." He whispered, "Can you wait for me for a while?"

"Who was the one who blocked the broken glass for you just now? Don't worry about me." Riri Yamabuki said with some amusement, "Be careful with your feet, aren't you afraid of pain? Don't bump into them."

Across the darkness, Osamu Dazai couldn't see her expression clearly, only heard her intimate voice.

There are so many people who have been scratched by debris, but there is no him in the middle of the hall.

Osamu Dazai was firmly protected by Ritsuri Yamabuki.

He slowly let go of his hand, took a step or two back, and walked in the direction of the rich merchant based on his memory.

The people behind were still standing there, but the guest was too panicked and the voice was too loud, Osamu Dazai couldn't hear her breathing.

"Look at her." Dazai Osamu said to his subordinates in a very soft voice, and there was silence in the headset.

"If there is any change, please notify me as soon as possible."