Substitutes are not a problem

Chapter93

The snow fell little by little, getting bigger and bigger.

Did the numerous snowflakes blur the vision in front of her, did the coldness of the snowflakes make her tremble from the cold...

I don't know, Yuan felt that he was completely ignorant of all the most intuitive perceptions at this moment.

The fever-crazed brain only made her feel happy, the joy full of wailing burst out of despair.

She succeeded, succeeded...

Clutching tightly the overhanging clothes that covered her body, panting heavily, she ran forward aimlessly.Although I don't know where I'm going to run.

The moment the drug took effect in her body, she thought she was going to die, that feeling that her whole body was going to be torn apart...

It hurt so much, it hurt so much that she had completely given up and even joked in her heart to help Dazai get rid of a painful suicide method.

That child has been chasing suicide for so many years without success, and it turns out that she, the person who always pulls him back from the Santu River where he is dying, is the first to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

That’s right, it’s better to die in the medicine you made than to die in a cage built by fire and landslides.

Just as she was holding this thought, her body suddenly changed.

She bet everything on this big gamble she set for herself, and she won.

Great, she finally won once.

The smaller body allowed her to climb out of the dark and long underground ventilation passage smoothly at the fastest speed, and when she smelled the humid wind outside, she finally smiled.

It's snowing outside tonight...

His mind was in a daze, even though he didn't know where he was now, and he didn't know where he was going, but he still ran forward desperately, not daring to stop for a moment.

In my mind, I suddenly remembered that when the topic of martyrdom was mentioned, the man half-jokingly said——

[I hope Yuan can live a long life. 】

Oh, then as you wish, I will live a long, long life, at least longer than you, and then I will light a fire on the grass on your grave and help you remove the grass on your grave. The friendship of the past is gone.

After venting silently as if angry, she didn't know whether she had no obsession to move forward, or the snowy day was too cold for her to move forward, so she stopped slowly.

Almost unable to support his sight, his eyelids closed a little bit tiredly, and the only world he could see was the whiteness in the snow.

Many, many years ago, she also saw such a snow...

[In my heart, the last snowflake has already fallen, how about you? 】

Feel the snowflakes falling on the face turn into water little by little and disappear.

At the last moment before completely losing consciousness, Yuan only knew that he laughed out loud.

Yeah, snowflakes can keep piling up, but...

Snowflakes also melt.

……

A few days later, the Harbor Mafia headquarters—

In the past few days, the most sensational event in the world in Japan was the complete encirclement and suppression of that mysterious black organization.

However, the area covered by that organization is too wide, and the interests of many countries around the world are involved in it.

Therefore, the news was strictly blocked from the outside world, and the outside world only knew that another criminal group had been eradicated.

Koyo Ozaki is in charge of the port mafia intelligence unit.And Koyo Ozaki also mobilized all the superpowers that could be used in the intelligence department, and secretly obtained limited information... including the things her immediate boss most wanted to confirm.

"Unfortunately, Mrs. Yuan has been confirmed dead."

"The remains of Mrs. Yuan's body were found in a secret experimental base that the organization destroyed by itself before its destruction. By comparing the DNA extracted from the wreckage with the personal information in the organization's database, it was confirmed that it was correct."

"In the wreckage, a relic was also found, a ring that had been burned by the fire. The words engraved on the inside of the ring can still be barely recognized as Minamoto (source)... That should be your wedding ring."

"It's really sad. In the end, not even a complete body was left. As for the remaining wreckage, it should be disposed of by the government soon. After all, the affairs of that organization cannot be made public to the outside world. Confidential."

"Although I don't know if there is any point in saying this, but let me just say...sorry, Your Excellency Ogai."

After handing in the detailed investigation results, Koyo Ozaki dictated the key information concisely and clearly, and then silently looked at the man sitting behind the desk.

Mori Ogai's expression looked the same as usual, his chin was still folded with his hands folded, his shrewd and rational brain seemed to be still full of various plans, and his appearance was still so that it was hard to see that he was thinking. What.

And long after Ozaki Koyo finished his report, Mori Ogai seemed to finally come to his senses and react to the news he just learned.

The reaction also seemed very flat, flat to the point of being a little stunned: "Well, thank you, Mr. Hongye... After a while, after the turmoil of this matter has passed and no one is paying attention to this matter, Just spread the news inside PortMafia, saying that Yuan died of illness outside. Everything about her, let PortMafia consciously stop mentioning it.”

After calmly arranging the things that should be arranged, Mori Ogai didn't say anything else, and asked Ozaki Koyo to step down first, saying that he still had a lot of other work matters to deal with.

Koyo Ozaki didn't say much, and wisely left the space for his boss to digest it slowly...

What a pity, I was looking forward to seeing that man shed two tears of sincerity.

After exiting the office, Koyo Ozaki let out a long sigh, and there was a bit of sadness and sadness in those beautiful eyes.

[Put love and hope on Mori Ogai... Momiji, do you think I'm a fool? 】

Thinking of what that person once said, I couldn't help but chuckle...

Madam Yuan, you are not a fool, but have you really not pinned the slightest love and hope on this man in these years?

Otherwise, you won't lose the bet.

After sorting out her emotions, Ozaki Koyo continued to do what she needed to do... and she had to tell Chuya and the others the news.

……

After sitting quietly in the office for a long time, Mori Ogai did not correct a single document.

In other words, not a single word was read.

Finally, he got up and left the office and went to the basement of the headquarters, which he hadn't visited for a long time.

In the training ground in the basement——

Verlaine, who doesn't care about the outside world all the year round, is teaching a group of potential youngsters, including Akutagawa Yin, various sneaking and assassination techniques. After seeing the leader who rarely patronizes here coming alone, he was a little surprised and raised his hand to signal The disciples stopped practicing.

After letting everyone else leave, Mori Ogai explained his intention of coming in a steady tone: "Mr. Verlaine, there is something I need you to do."

Verlaine, who saw some clues, smiled meaningfully: "As I said, I just want to stay in this basement, and I don't want to go anywhere outside."

"How about making an exception once?"

"Is this a mission from the leader?"

"No... it's my personal request."

……

An unknown seaside town far away from Yokohama——

In a small tavern, Osamu Dazai, who temporarily lived in seclusion for a while and helped the Supernatural Secret Service Division with tasks, looked listlessly at the crabs he had ordered.

He tapped his fingers on the table in dissatisfaction: "Boss, has your chef changed? Today's crabs are completely tasteless..."

The boss also looked helpless, it was obviously the same as in the past, this guest even praised the delicious food when he came to eat before.

"Today's crab really doesn't suit my appetite...I can't help it, boss, let's have another bottle of your crab bar!"

Osamu Dazai clapped his hands excitedly and said.

So excited that the page of paper in the windbreaker pocket almost fell out.

That page was the information that Ango Sakaguchi secretly entrusted someone to pass on to him. The information that Ango Sakaguchi finally found out after cross-departmental contacts in the government.After all, everything about that black organization has been kept secret.

"My guest, you haven't settled the bills from the previous few times." The boss said with some dissatisfaction.

Expected the guest, who loves all things crab, to be fooled again with all kinds of rhetoric, but no.This time, the guest boldly stated that he would settle all the money owed.

I saw Osamu Dazai took out a card from his pocket and yelled proudly that he had plenty of money.

"I can't see it, little brother, you are quite rich, and you don't usually work very much when you see you, sometimes you just come to the store and sit for a long time."

"Well, since someone left me a lot of money, I don't have to do anything—"

Now, the real inheritance is inherited.

Tsk, why is today's crab wine so bad?

The boss even boasted that the home-brewed crab wine is a must. There must be some terrible substance added to it.

Really, it's not good at all.