[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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With the black lizard's fire suppression, the destruction went smoothly.

With the permission of Osamu Dazai, I came out with a few puppets, and found that I still couldn't use a submachine gun, so I asked the puppets to hold a few scalpels to help block the bullets.

But I knew how to use a submachine gun just now!

Is it a matter of manipulating the object, manipulating the corpse, will it have its own memory?

Manipulating a corpse is indeed different from manipulating a puppet. One is playing with a doll, the other is my penis.

Members of the Black Lizard came out of the basement carrying five boxes of seized R12 and boxes of US dollars.

250 million ah.

Just that little thing.

I only have savings left by my parents and a rent of 13 from my neighbors. When I was with Masao Fujita, I didn’t have to worry about food and drink.

Why didn't I take it privately when I was looking for 5000 billion.

I am so innocent.

I told Osamu Dazai about my poverty and lamented how fast money comes for this kind of thing, and Osamu Dazai corrected my calculation.

These R12 are pure body, processed and adulterated, and one kilogram can be sold at ten times the amount.

I'm even sadder.

"Where will these things be sent?" I asked Guangjin Liulang.

"Destroy." Guangjin Liulang's answer made me a little surprised.

I thought these gold-worthy things would be sent overseas or something, it's money after all.

"Mr. Mori hates this kind of thing very much. In the port mafia, once someone is found to be contaminated, that person will undoubtedly die. No matter how valuable the seized drugs/products are, they will be destroyed by special personnel." Osamu Dazai said: "Drug/products Human trafficking and human trafficking are the bottom line that the port mafia cannot touch."

Mori Ogai is surprisingly principled.

Organizations without a bottom line are doomed to fail to gain a foothold.

I'm starting to like Port Mafia.

Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then said to Hirotsu Yanagi: "Then, we are off work."

"Goodbye, Your Excellency Dazai, Your Excellency Thin Leaf." Hirotsu Liulang directed his subordinates to clean up the scene, and then bid us farewell.

I was taken away by Osamu Dazai, and I heard Hirotsu Yanagi explain to his subordinates: "Give me the statistics of the victims, check to see if there are any family members, and I will personally notify..."

The Port Mafia is kind of human.

"Now, it's time to fulfill your promise, Chisato, treat me to dinner." Osamu Dazai happily said his decision to squeeze my poor wallet.

With question marks all over my head, I took out my poor wallet with few banknotes to try to wake up Osamu Dazai's conscience.

A gust of wind blows and my wallet is out of my hands.

My pupils quake.

"Master reserve cadre, are you serious?" I watched Osamu Dazai pick at my wallet, feeling distressed.

"It was Qianli who said that he would pack all my canned crab meat in the future. I don't want to eat canned crab meat today."

Can this be the same?Strong words, distorted definitions.

I looked at Osamu Dazai resentfully: "Dazai should be very rich, why do you want to oppress me?"

"When I entered the water, I lost my wallet so many times that the people in the logistics department refused to reissue my salary card." Osamu Dazai spread his hands helplessly, expressing that he was penniless.

Into the water?

How many times did they lose their wallets before the people in the logistics department couldn't bear to reissue the salary cards for the reserve cadres?

"Then how do you usually live?"

"Take the little man's card."

The little man, is he from the Central Plains, right?

Mr. Nakahara, you have such a good temper, this didn't kill Osamu Dazai.

In the end, I compromised. Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai didn't choose the expensive and scary shop, but said to go to the curry shop last time.

Curry is not expensive, I like it, but...

"Dazai, do you like curry very much?" I couldn't help being curious, obviously I am a person who needs to drink several sips of water to eat spicy curry.

Is it for Oda Sakunosuke?

"That's right, I thought I'd meet Oda Sakunosuke there today, whom I haven't seen for a long time." Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, mentioned Oda Sakunosuke, and the whole person was visibly happier.

"Dazai and Mr. Oda have a really good relationship, have you known each other for a long time?"

I'm a little envious.

"No, I have only met three times." Osamu Dazai counted on his fingers: "The first time was at a curry shop, the second time was at a bar, and the third time was with Qian Li, ah, look at me like this It’s rare to see Odasaku.”

Three sides? ? ?

Are you kidding.

It turns out that there is really such a thing as love at first sight in the world?

"He is very interesting." Osamu Dazai concluded, he may have noticed that I was shocked, and took me to add: "It is as interesting as Chisato, if Chisato is a facial paralysis, then Oda Saku is not complaining at all. straight ball player."

I understand, if life is a strategy game, Dazai Osamu is the player, and Oda Sakunosuke and I are the targets of the strategy.

Oda Sakunosuke, who has no strategy and is particularly difficult to conquer, is more attractive to Osamu Dazai than me, a guy who gives super good strategies for nothing as soon as we meet.

I realized it, so I want to keep Osamu Dazai's heart, do I need to make it a little more difficult?

"I always feel like you're thinking about messy things." Osamu Dazai put his hand on my head again and rubbed it: "He's obviously expressionless, why is he so rich in his heart, if I have mind reading skills, I will be disturbed to death."

After dinner, I'll go buy a comb right away.

When did Osamu Dazai get into the bad habit of touching my hair?

A few steps away from the curry shop, I saw a red-haired figure sitting there from a distance.

I kind of admire Osamu Dazai's ability to predict things like a god.

Osamu Dazai trotted all the way and left me in vain to find something difficult to deal with.

When I arrived slowly, Osamu Dazai was already sitting opposite Sakunosuke Oda, chattering endlessly.

Damn he has never been so noisy to me.

Wait why should I care about this?

I started to reflect on myself.

Maybe Osamu Dazai is too good-looking.

But the port mafia people I have met are not ugly. Nakahara Chuya, Ozaki Momiji, even Mori Ogai and Hirotsu Yanagi are all good-looking.

Why am I obsessed with Osamu Dazai?

"Qianli, I've already ordered the meal, come and sit down." Osamu Dazai woke me up, who was wandering, and patted the chair next to him. The gesture was as casual as if he was calling his dog to eat.

Why do I have the déjà vu feeling that my husband is asking his wife to meet his girlfriend?

Forget it, no matter what, it doesn't hurt me to have one more friend.

And, who can say no to a lovely straight-ball natural.

Oda Sakunosuke himself, the mafia who doesn't kill people, makes people wonder.

"Long time no see, Mr. Oda." I sat down and looked at Sakunosuke Oda who had already eaten half of the curry rice: "May I call you Oda Saku? Instead, just call me Sukha."

"Okay." Oda Sakunosuke didn't ask for the address, he calmly accepted my friendship, just like accepting to eat at the same table with Osamu Dazai as a low-level employee.

You know, even a black lizard who has experienced many battles will be subconsciously afraid when he sees Osamu Dazai.

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