Chief Oda won't complain

After chatting for a while, I followed Dazai and called Tayama Hanabou "Hanabag".Even though it was just the first time we met, we felt very comfortable getting along.

Hanakou judged that Dazai and I really had no bad intentions, so he got out of the quilt roll by himself and stretched out his limbs to facilitate activities.The quilt became a thick cloak that he draped over his shoulders.

We tasted the popular coffee together, and Dazai asked the three of them to raise their glasses.

I responded first, raising my coffee cup: "Is the reason for clinking glasses to respect new friends?"

Dazai replied enthusiastically, "That's right!"

Huadai squinted his eyes: "Since when did we become friends? Didn't you two kidnap me from upstairs? It's not an exaggeration to call them enemies."

"Don't worry about the details, you don't need to pay or promise anything to be friends, and you can use your status as a friend to ask us to open the way and let you go free, so the flower bag is guaranteed to make money."

"This threat is too blunt. Only ghosts believe that if you make a profit, you won't lose money. Being friends is also the scope of bad friends." Huadai muttered, reluctantly raising a coffee cup to touch us.

He reluctantly cooperated in a murmur-like voice: "That's how it is...respecting new friends."

Then he drank the coffee and said, "Is that all right? We're friends already, and I'm going back."

Dazai motioned me not to hurry to get out of the way, and asked with a smile: "Hanabu, how should friends call each other affectionately? There are also contact information, you have to exchange them with each other."

I may or may not have been dazzled, but I saw Hanakou roll my eyes and took a deep breath before I took out my mobile phone to exchange numbers with us, and said as if I was patient: "Dazai, Oda Please make way, please."

Satisfied, Dazai smiled and stood up with me to get out of the way, watching the flower bag wriggling from the inside of the seat like some kind of bug.

"Hey, Hanakou, if you want to leave the detective agency someday in the future, come and join us." Dazai said suddenly, looking at Hanakou going out.

The whole thick quilt was rolled up, and the flower bag turned around: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't it normal for friends to help each other?" Dazai said with an innocent look on his face, "And who wouldn't want to draw the super-powerful electronic god to their side?"

Huadai frowned: "I mean, why do you think I want to leave the detective agency?"

Dazai replied: "Mr. Kunikida wanted you to join the detective agency, so you decided to try it, didn't you? You are good friends who accommodate each other. But ah, no matter how good your relationship is, you are two people after all, with different thoughts and opinions. claims."

There was a sharp brilliance in his iris eyes: "Mr. Kunikida wants you to blend in with the crowd. I have different opinions on this kindness. People have different personalities. Some people love to socialize, while others are tired of coping. .As for the flower bag, you still prefer to be alone, right?"

"So you don't think I'll last long in the detective agency, do you?"

"Yes, you won't last long." Dazai said in a firm tone.

Hanako looked at me: "What do you think of Odasaku?"

I said, "Uh..."

I don't have any opinion on this issue. In fact, I am still sighing in my heart about Dazai's little knowledge: I don't have much information, but I can say something like a prophecy. It's amazing.

Dazai said: "Don't embarrass Oda, instead of asking him this, you should ask who we are, and I will answer you properly this time."

"I don't want to know anymore, so don't tell me." Huadai waved his hand and went upstairs without looking back.

Dazai and I sat back in our seats and didn't go up with the flower bag because we hadn't finished our coffee yet.

Dazai looked very satisfied with the flower bag: "He seems to have guessed a little bit, so we don't want us to tell him his identity."

I picked up the coffee and took a sip, feeling the gradually cooling temperature down my throat: "The flower bag doesn't like port mafia?"

"He doesn't like all illegal organizations, especially those with illegal force. After all, he has had that kind of experience." Dazai said casually.

"In this case, we can't recruit him."

"Odasaku really thinks that he should be recruited, right? If Hanakaki is added, the information acquisition efficiency of the port mafia may be doubled. So even if it is for the sake of Ango's future output, try as much as possible."

As Dazai said, he gestured to his forehead very seriously: "If Ango's hair loss is serious, it will be very obvious."

I couldn't help imagining Ango's hair loss: "Are we going to persuade Ango to change his hairstyle?"

Dazai showed a distressed expression: "However, if Ango changes to a hairstyle that blocks his forehead, I will feel that he has surrendered to life, and he is very unwilling."

I agreed and said: "Yeah, I also feel uncomfortable."

"So we can't persuade him to change his hairstyle." Dazai said with a serious face, "He hasn't reached the age of midlife crisis yet, before that, we just need to silently wish him the blessing of the Goddess of Hair Follicles."

I nodded in agreement, moved by Dazai's seriousness, closed my eyes and seriously prayed for Ango.

I hope it will be useful, Xingyue once told me that in some worlds there is indeed a goddess of hair follicles.

After praying for blessings, I asked, "Why is Dazai sure that Hanakou won't last long in the detective agency?"

If it's just Hanako's personality factor, it's not inevitable.

"Not sure, I think it's just "yes".As long as you say it with a certain tone, it will have the effect of wish blessing, which means "set the flag".Here's a practical tip I learned while playing the game recently. "

"I see."

Dazai flicked the coffee cup with his nails, and let out a "ding" sound: "It's hard to say what will happen in the future. I'm personally optimistic about whether the flower bag will be added to the port mafia."

"why?"

"Because the leader of the port mafia is you, Odasaku." Dazai leaned back in his chair, looking straight into my eyes.

That look made me feel stressed for a moment.

"Oda Saku doesn't intend to keep the organization as it is, so the changes in the organization will gradually become bigger and bigger like a snowball. Maybe it's a subtle change, maybe it's a sudden drastic change, no matter how it is, it will always become an acceptable appearance in the future. Right. That's what I think."

Did Dazai discover my intentions?

Or only aware of part of it?

I took another sip of coffee and decided to ask him directly: "Dazai, do you know something?"

"No, I just have some guesses. After all, Odasaku, you haven't hidden it at all."

Haven't you covered it up?

When Dazai said this, I was stunned for a moment, then seriously reflected, and then had to admit that Dazai was right, and I really didn't deliberately conceal it.

"Although I didn't hide it, I didn't make it public, is it because it's not time to make it public?" Dazai continued, "I won't let Oda make things difficult for you, so I won't ask you to disclose it to me in advance. .”

"thanks……"

Dazai changed the subject: "So, can I deduce it myself? Then tell Odasaku the conclusion I draw, and Odasaku only needs to answer whether it is right or not."

"Well, yes."

Dazai showed a "successful" smile.

What a polite boy, if I say no, Dazai will stop even guessing in his mind.Facing such a Dazai, I always feel that I can't let him linger in the dark for too long.

Dazai laughed and drank his coffee completely: "It seems that Oda Saku doesn't mind being guessed, I understand, so the time to make it public is in the not-too-distant future?"

Ah, the link that requires me to answer whether it is right or not, has it started now?

This sudden high efficiency made me sit up straight, and replied cautiously: "Yes."

So what is the next question to face?

"Ah, it's getting late, let's go upstairs." Dazai got up and left his seat, and walked towards the elevator.

Do you want to stop asking?

I subconsciously picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, only to find that I had finished it long ago. The last drop at the bottom of the cup trembled reluctantly on the edge, and finally fell to the tip of my tongue.

The coolness of the star woke me up.

Dazai has already guessed some, so it is only a matter of time before more people guess, right?

That said, all went well.

The author has something to say: Ladies and gentlemen, I deliberately press down to this point to update, just want to howl: I will be hot in 21 years!

The new year begins with praying to the goddess of hair follicles.Perfect!

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