But what did Dazai do wrong?

"Ah!" Ango Sakaguchi shuddered.

His stomach was throbbing for some reason, as painful as eating five expired canned crab meat in one go.

"Is it gastroenteritis caused by too much work pressure?" She animal bent down in pain, "Ominous, ominous premonition!"

Ango Sakaguchi has always been the only one in his office, because looking at the whole port of Mafia, no one wants to be in the same room with a horrible workaholic whose job declaration is "If you don't go to get off work, you don't have to go to work".

Don't curl it, don't curl it, and leave some room for the hairline.

Ango Sakaguchi didn't intend to become the king of scrolls on purpose, he really had no choice but to become a master of time management, and he couldn't find a way to survive safely.

"I heard that there is a policeman next door to the police who not only works as an undercover agent for hostile forces, but also works as a sandwich boy in a coffee shop. He never forgets his detective career in his spare time. From time to time, he drives a Mazda and drifts on the railway tracks. He has always been the triathlete of the National Undercover Competition. The record holder - compared to him, I only worked two jobs, take heart! I haven't reached the limit yet!"

Ango Sakaguchi drank a bottle of instant coffee, and he could stay up for another three nights! Power!

"Currently, there are two troubles encountered by Port Mafia." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, "One is the Mimic that wanders around Yokohama like a ghost. It is said that they have achieved gratifying results in Europe. Ougai's choice."

"According to my guess, he should choose to give in. Compared with the European continent, which is difficult to reach, there is a more urgent problem before Mori Ou."

Ability business license.

The special permission issued by the Supernatural Secret Service and recognized by the government, the supernatural beings under the name of the power that has obtained the permit can freely use supernatural powers.

In fact, without a certificate, the Supernatural Secret Service Division can't control them. You point to Nakahara Chuya's nose and say that you can't work with supernatural powers without a research certificate.

Compared with the actual meaning, the symbolic meaning of the opening license of the ability is greater.Whether it is an officially recognized organization, whether it can borrow a useful name at certain delicate times, whether it is a legitimate force entrenched in Yokohama or an enemy of the government, it all depends on whether you can get this piece of paper.

Mori Ogai is a smart guy, and he can't let Port Mafia fall behind when the armed detective agency established by his old enemy has a certificate.

"Your Excellency Silver Wolf has something, and we should have it too." Mori Ogai smiled, "I can't be better than a man who talks to a cat and gets yelled at by the cat."

Why did Fukuzawa Yukichi have to work hard to figure out the permit for the opening of abilities given by Natsume-sensei?Just because Fukuzawa Yukichi looks like a grandfather with silver hair and he is still a middle-aged handsome uncle, so it is not his turn to respect the old and love the young? !

Damn, he lost in hair color!

"Alice-chan, I'm so pitiful." Mori Ogai cried and said, "Lawyers are looking for trouble for me everywhere, Dazai-kun is passive and sabotage, and the license can't even be seen. Am I not suitable to be a leader?"

"Stupid Rintaro." Alice said unceremoniously, "Ryuri is bothering you because Dazai is still working for you, and when Dazai is gone, Riri won't even look at you."

"It's too much." Mori Ogai circled, "I've been her boss for two years anyway, why didn't I leave any bond of friendship?"

"Didn't the uncle in the finance department say that you still owe her commission fees a few times?" Alice sneered, "It's already very good for you if she doesn't arrest Rintaro to pay off the debt... Well, it may be that she doesn't like your body s reason."

Alice, [Life of Sexual Desire] the incarnation of supernatural powers, although she is very young, she has already worn tinted glasses, and the little train is driving dirty.

"I'm really not suitable to be a leader." Mori Ogai's dark eyes were emotionally unclear, "If Dazai-kun takes this position, there will be no trouble at all."

The young man who saw him slit the throat of the previous leader, recalling his dead eyes and indifferent expression, it is not difficult to guess his indifferent attitude towards life.

People are afraid of thoughts that they cannot understand.

There are five major cadres in the port Mafia. Before Dazai Ogai, Mori Ogai had never seen subordinates fear and respect the cadres more than the leader.

From 16 to 18 years old, young and powerful, with terrifying talents, Port Mafia can expand into a terrifying giant in the hands of Osamu Dazai, and this monster lies obediently at his feet like a puppy.

"The optimal solution..." Mori Ogai rubbed his neck, "Give up what I don't need, and exchange for what I need."

His fingertips were on a few paper materials, the red-haired man looked at the camera calmly, and the occupation column was filled with ordinary grassroots personnel.If he was not one of the very few friends recognized by Osamu Dazai, the file of Oda Sakunosuke would not be placed on Mori Ogai's desk.

"The genius killer who washes his hands in a golden basin..." Mori Ogai picked up the document and read it carefully, thinking about the possibility of killing two birds with one stone.

Under his elbow was a slip of paper with an address scrawled lightly in pencil.

"Let Dazai-kun come over." After a while, Mori Ogai put away the documents on the table and rang the communication bell.

Osamu Dazai came neither fast nor slow, his expression was the same as before, with a bit of boredom in his laziness, the black windbreaker gathered around his thin shoulders.

It is widely rumored in the port Mafia forum that Mr. Dazai is in the period of falling in love. The friends who used to love CP burst into tears and produced a lot of sadistic and sadistic colleagues. Mori Ogai went in curiously and read an article, which was rejected by the giant ooc The touching plot bore a few tears.

If his character design is not the vicious queen mother who beats mandarin ducks, the sense of substitution can be stronger.

Mori Ogai reasonably suspects that Osamu Dazai has been diving in the forum with a trumpet, otherwise he can't explain why every comment secretly commenting on "BOSS is not a man" and "It's all Mr. Mori's fault" has been praised by caring people.

The subordinates dare not scold Osamu Dazai on the forum, but dare to diss the real leader. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?Is it true that he is over forty and can't surf the Internet?Stereotypes hurt him!

"Dazai-kun." Just stayed up late last night to read an article about Dazai Ji who went on a hunger strike during the breakup period, and escaped from work to catch fish. Forget your identity, Dazai-kun."

It doesn't matter if you go on a hunger strike or commit suicide, but skipping work is too much.

"It's time for you to go out and relax, and start your next relationship." Mori Ogai took out a banquet invitation letter, "Go on a blind date, no, go and meet our kind partner."

In the eyes of Osamu Dazai, receiving guests is equivalent to legal fishing. He does not need to do the logistics. It is very gratifying to find a few beautiful young ladies with a glass of wine to invite them to die in love, and drown themselves in the artificial fountain before the end of the banquet.

Only changing the dress was a bit of a hassle. The suit he was accustomed to always had a lingering smell of blood, which mixed with the smell of the guests' perfume made him uncomfortable.

"Change to a dark red tie." Osamu Dazai straightened his collar in the mirror, hesitated for a moment between the black suit and the white suit, and chose the latter.

Osamu Dazai used to wear his tie loosely. Although he stuck his neck into the collar hanging on the crooked tree and stuck out his tongue from time to time, he preferred looser styles in his clothes.

Later, Riri Yamabuki would occasionally take over the task of tying the tie for her boyfriend who was working hard. She used to tie the tie very tightly. Every time Osamu Dazai would loosen the tie and complain that Riri-chan, you are murder. .

"The tie is too tight." Osamu Dazai said to himself, "Forget it, that's it."

Ogai Mori saw Osamu Dazai, who was wearing a white suit that was incompatible with the port Mafia, walk out of the headquarters gate from the surveillance in the office.

The sudden white in the black is conspicuous to the eye.

"There are only three organizations entrenched in Yokohama. In order to realize Mr. Natsume's three-moment vision, any sacrifice is worthwhile." Mori Ogai looked down at the magnificent city under the French windows with his hands behind his back.

"It is my last resort to introduce a fourth-party force, but as long as the goal is achieved, the process is not important."

Mori Ogai dialed a series of numbers, and three seconds after the ring, a hoarse male voice sounded from behind the screen: "Have you decided to cooperate?"

"Yes." Mori Ogai twirled the note in his hand, the address written in pencil was stained on his fingertips, blurred with lead color, "you can act now."

"Ha." Rum bit his cigarette butt, "No problem, no problem, cooperation with port Mafia is also a good thing we can only wish for."

Rum hung up the phone and signaled his subordinates in Yokohama to act.

"Ask me to disguise a dozen people at once without saying the reason, what is the leader of Mafia at the port thinking?" Belmode asked lazily with a lady's cigarette in his hand, "The one you sent over is a newly trained group. How much did Port Mafia pay you, batch of dead men?"

"Aside from killing people and playing tricks of blaming others, what else can it be?" Rum stubbed out the cigarette butt, "Sen Ogai is not at a loss, and I am not at a loss either."

As the leader of the organization, a man who dedicates everything to the organization has his unique ruthless personality and cruel style.

Perhaps in Mori Ogai's view, minimizing the loss of his subordinates and paying only a few lives that have nothing to do with him is already a rare and merciful means.

It only takes less than a second to send the email, and the information is transmitted from Tokyo to Yokohama along with the network, and it will be displayed as read after two seconds of flashing.

The men waiting in the small car pulled out their guns, and the safety catch clicked open.

They wore uniform old gray robes and hoods, and filed out from the car door.

Not far in front is a two-story curry shop, which sells the best spicy curry rice in Yokohama.

……

Sakunosuke Oda carries a bag full of snacks on his way to the house where the children are staying.

The owner of the curry shop he frequented was a kind and generous man who vacated the second floor of the shop for the children adopted by Oda Sakunosuke.

The curry rice made by the boss is so spicy that people can’t stop drinking water like crazy. Oda Sakunosuke is used to spicy food, but he was lucky enough to see the scene of tens of billions of paintings by Dazai Osamu who ate spicy food and cried.

"Next time I'll bring Riri-chan to eat." Osamu Dazai rubbed his reddened eyes, "Damn it, she doesn't seem to be able to feel the spiciness, and it's too impeccable!"

Oda Sakunosuke's friend Osamu Dazai talked about a very special girlfriend.Special character, special ability, special identity.

"What kind of organization is Mimic?" Oda Sakunosuke asked Osamu Dazai, and got the answer "It is a group of strange brain circuits".

"To put it simply, Mimic is a group of people who want to die. Unlike my clear and energetic suicide, they want to die in a battle with qualified enemies." Osamu Dazai said, "Their heads My son, Andre Gide, seems to be a supernatural being who has abilities similar to those of Oda, I wonder if there will be a singularity between your supernatural abilities."

"People who aim at death are super crazy." Osamu Dazai pointed, "It's the same when robbing the armory and other things."

Oda Sakunosuke heard that a member of Mimic violated Yamabuki Riri’s order and attacked Dazai Osamu in private. Dazai Osamu also made it clear: “I believe that Riri-chan will not do unnecessary things, but I don’t believe in Mimic. Oda Saku also Let's treat them as enemies."

The sky was gloomy, Oda Sakunosuke hurried on his way, and collided with a young man wearing a beret who looked like a detective at first glance.

"Be careful with my glasses!" Edogawa stood still and put on the glasses angrily, "This is a prop given to me by the president. It is a prop for using supernatural powers to reason—ah."

He said shortly, looked Oda Sakunosuke up and down, and said briefly: "It's better for you to go home as soon as possible."

"Otherwise." He lowered his eyes, and his serious attitude caused an ominous cold sweat to form on Oda Sakunosuke's back. He watched Edogawa Ranpo's lips open and close——

"Otherwise, the snacks at your house will be eaten up by that guy!"

Edogawa said angrily, "Eat children's snacks, don't be ashamed, why don't you give them to a detective?"

Oda Sakunosuke: "Huh?"

"What?" Edogawa Ranpo took a lollipop from the paper bag held by Oda Sakuyuki's assistant politely, "Hmph, that guy's information network is barely good, although it is not as good as the famous one. Detective Invincible's super-reasoning! In short, you hurry back, your child will be so bewitched that he will give the lucky money to others."

Oda Sakunosuke blankly watched the boy who called himself a detective walk away, and walked back to the curry shop at a faster pace.

"Oh, you're back." The uncle at the curry shop on the first floor waved to him, "You have a super beautiful guest, and you're playing with the kids upstairs."

Children could be heard screaming and laughing on the first floor. For some reason, Oda Sakunosuke heaved a sigh of relief, carried the snack bag upstairs, and called the children's names.

"Odasaku is back!" Xingsuke cheered and ran forward, "There are snacks! Sister Riri, do you want some?"

"Here's a green apple-flavored lollipop." Riri Yamabuki sat cross-legged on the ground, and Ren Xiaole hugged her neck from behind and laughed, "I can't eat potato chips, who can help me?"

"Me! Me!" The boys scrambled to raise their hands, Oda Sakunosuke saw Saku Le put his favorite doll into Riri Yamabuki's hand, "Give it to my sister!"

It seems that it is almost time to take out the New Year's money to please others.

Aren't children nowadays afraid of the cold-faced killer?

Oda Sakunosuke took out a green apple-flavored lollipop from the snack bag and gave it to Riri Yamabuki. She thanked her and asked casually, "Did you receive my arrest warrant?"

"Received." Oda Sakunosuke said calmly, "So you must have a reason for appearing here."

"It's nothing." Riri Yamabuki fiddled with the candy wrapper, "I just heard that there are a group of people who look exactly like my subordinates here, and I want to see something new."

"Disguise?" Oda Sakunosuke was stunned.

"Yeah." Yamabuki Riri sucked a sweet green apple-flavored lollipop, "like twin brothers. I am very curious, how do people copy and paste? I also want another me to do it for me A messy job, so I have more time to date."

"Very, very similar." Riri Yamabuki made gestures, "It just so happens that there is a car full of bombs downstairs."

"You said, if a group of people with the faces of my subordinates wearing the iconic gray robes we use as regiment uniforms, the guns are all Mimic, perfect cospy from head to toe, grabbing your five children in front of you Put the face into the car, then bang—bang, the people and the car were blown to pieces, the blood and bones were mixed together, you and I couldn't distinguish each other, and the flames burned through the dark clouds."

"Who will you hold the grudge on?" Yamabuki Riri asked lightly.

Oda Sakunosuke opened his mouth, unable to extricate himself from her vivid description.

"Especially, if you approach my subordinates to ask whether they did it, they will most likely not deny it." Riri Yamabuki rubbed his temples with a headache, "Since we are pursuing death, we must carry out the stimulation to the end—I It's full of people whose brain circuits are as weird as mine."

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"I caught him, Yi Rong. The subordinates took the mask back to play, and the only question left is where you and the children are going." Riri Yamabuki patted Sakuro's hand and let her get off her back.

"I originally planned to pack you up and put them on the plane to my base camp in Europe, but there was a labor force who delivered them to the door."

If Ritsuri Yamabuki wants to treat someone well, he will think of every detail.

Osamu Dazai has only two friends in Yokohama, and the Akutagawa brothers and sisters who were picked up by him.

The children are doing well in the port of Mafia, and Riri Yamabuki does not intend to take them away forcibly. The Lupine trio, Oda Sakunosuke raised five children with the meager wages of the grassroots staff, which really touched the person of the year in Yokohama. Yamabuki's conscience did not allow her to leave the family of six on the territory of the black-hearted capitalist Mori Ogai.

A stingy man like Mori Ogai would go to hell if he didn't wear small shoes for an honest man, Riri Yamabuki did not hesitate to speculate on him with the greatest malice.

Finally, Ango Sakaguchi.Riri Yamabuki has heard the great deeds of this god of social animals from Osamu Dazai countless times. How admirable is a man who is married to a job!Yamabuki Riri was in awe.

But Port Mafia is not a good match!Riri Yamabuki saw that Ango Sakaguchi, whose hairline was drifting because of Mori Ogai's hard work, was heartbroken. What a good worker, why isn't it hers?

So Riri Yamabuki decisively poached a corner.

Faced with her sincere invitation and the promise of "a box of hair-regrowing Bawang shampoo if you don't work overtime for a salary increase", Ango Sakaguchi slowly typed a series of ellipses.

Apart from "...", Ango Sakaguchi couldn't say a word.

He is also very popular?

The offer from heaven came so suddenly that Ango Sakaguchi almost forgot that he was a civil servant with a solid job.

Do you want to learn from Mr. Zero in Mihua Town, do three jobs alone, and get three salaries happily?

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Reason forcibly awakened Ango Sakaguchi, and he cautiously glanced at Riri Yamabuki who said "I'm easy to talk, I won't rob civilian men when you make your own decision", and compared that she can hit [-] of his own with one hand Tianzhu's strength is poor, so it's a difficult choice between telling the truth and letting her take it away.

Ango Sakaguchi: "Thanks for your kindness, but, uh, my real identity is actually an infiltrating search officer sent by the Supernatural Secret Service to the port of Mafia. I am a civil servant with a establishment. It was quite difficult to go ashore at the time of the entrance examination. I don't plan to resign and change jobs now. .”

"..."

Riri Yamabuki looked at Ango Sakaguchi.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at Riri Yamabuki.

Erwuzi is by my side!

"Are you from the Supernatural Secret Service?" Riri Yamabuki asked immediately after a brief moment of stupefaction, "Aren't you very good at cleaning files?"

Ango Sakaguchi smelled the surge in workload, and retreated vigilantly: "You need to wash files? Doesn't the killer business rely on files to find a job?"

"Of course I don't need it. My resume is dark and beautiful." Riri Yamabuki shook his head, "It's your good friends Dazai and Odasaku. After leaving the port of Mafia, it's easier to find a job with a clean resume."

Except for Port Mafia, probably only the Black Organization will directly address the records of "130 murders, 310 two threats, 620 five cases of fraud and others" in Osamu Dazai's resume.

"Odasaku has to raise five children by himself. Do you have the heart for him to go around and return to Mori Ogai's evil embrace after repeated setbacks due to his experience?" Riri Yamabuki said seriously.

"Dazai's file is as black as it was fished out after being soaked in oil for 81 days. Except for you, his best friend, who can work hard to mend it for him, and who can be active in the office day and night without closing your eyes? only you!"

During the years when Ango Sakaguchi was a [-]-year-old boy at the port Mafia, he learned nothing but firmly engraved a philosophy of life into his DNA:

Don't believe any nonsense from the leaders of the organization - they just want to trick you into working - if you don't get paid and don't sleep, you have to work for them! ! !

"In short, he has already agreed to the file." Riri Yamabuki said lightly, "Odasaku will take the children to live in the safe house provided by the Supernatural Secret Service for a while, and someone will arrange for the children to go to school. .”

Oda Sakunosuke, an honest man, has no bad hobbies in his spare time except drinking a little wine and writing. Today, he learned about the rich and colorful lives of his two friends.

He thought about it, and felt that he was a low-level employee in the port of Mafia, and an ordinary resident in Yokohama. He would support five children when the sky fell, and the bloody struggles in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Okay." Oda Sakunosuke asked the children to pack their luggage, and asked casually, "Does Dazai know?"

"No." Riri Yamabuki stood up from the carpet, the snow-white evening dress was covered with layers of spun yarn, and Oda Sakunosuke realized that she was wearing a white dress that was extremely inconvenient but very beautiful today.

Riri Yamabuki raised her index finger and gently pressed it to her lips, a faint smile flowed from her eyes to the lace of her gauze skirt.

"This is a surprise, you have to keep it a secret from me."