Special investigation report from Yokohama

Osamu Dazai looked at the red medicine burning in anger, and was startled.It's not like she can't get angry, but it's the first time I've seen her lose her composure like this.

In other words, Hong Yao lost his composure in public, which is already very unusual.

"Miss Hongyao, what's the matter?" Osamu Dazai put his hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner, but his eyes looked in the direction where Ango Sakaguchi left.The black car parked at the end of the alley by the Ability Special Service Section has already left, and Ango must have not seen this scene either.

Hearing Osamu Dazai's question, Hong Yao barely restrained his anger: "It's nothing."

Osamu Dazai sighed for a long time: "That's it...then I have no choice but not to ask anything."

Hong Yao glanced at him, raised her eyebrows slightly, but the seriousness in her eyes could not be shaken off: "Even if I don't say it, Mr. Dazai will always guess it. But this time it's my private matter, so Mr. Dazai should not interfere."

Dazai Osamu sighed sincerely this time: "It's really clear, Miss."

I didn't say anything more to break the casserole and ask the end.

It's not his style to be so honest, but it's a pity that Koyaku was immersed in his anger towards Fukuji Sakura, and didn't realize that something was wrong with Osamu Dazai, so he hurriedly nodded goodbye to him.Osamu Dazai has never seen such a moment when Hong Yao is facing a big enemy. Not only is she strong enough, but there are also strong people around her. Nothing in this world should make her show such an expression.

Rather than pondering the reasons behind it, Osamu Dazai felt the natural displeasure and dissatisfaction first.

Everything in this world should have nothing to do with her, even if one day she completely collapses under the attack of those aliens with strange energy, it will be another incident that she is familiar with—it cannot even be said to be a tragedy.

Just as no one will pity the mayflies who live and die, the survival of a world is only a part of the natural iteration of life and death in her eyes.

But she came from afar, silently driving the threats from outside the world back to the outside of the world, and when the whole world didn't know it, they had already passed between life and death.And she, who brought them back to the world, will bid farewell silently in the near future, leaving only a gradually blurred back that may be left in the memory of some people.

This is extremely unfair to her, but what's even more unfair is that some people are unwilling to show her this short-term kindness.Fukuchi Sakurachi must have done something to deal with the gods to make Hongyao angry like that... and it is very likely that she chose to do this even though she knew what she was here for.

She walks between swords and swords all year round, and she protects such people.Osamu Dazai is worthless for red medicine.

Then he thought that Fukuchi Sakurachi was not an easy opponent to deal with.His greatest advantage lies in his identity. If he wants to take action against such a person, the first thing to consider is not the success rate, but the social influence - Hong Yao must have thought of this, so he was determined not to allow him to participate.

Prestige is Fukuchi Sakurachi's strongest protection, but all actions will leave traces, since he has done such a thing, he cannot be pure and flawless.No matter how powerful Hongyao's intelligence system is, it cannot casually infiltrate the military and police. There is simply a black hole for intelligence. If anyone may know some clues...

Osamu Dazai's eyes flickered slightly.

Just like Hongyao once used Akutagawa Ryunosuke to deal with the port mafia, the people who know the military and police best must also be those who have served in the army.

but……

Osamu Dazai hurriedly walked towards the nearest underground pile, thinking about how many ways to pry out the information without exposing the red medicine.However, in the middle of the walk, he stopped abruptly. A sense of disobedience emerged from these wild and unconstrained plans, which quickly circled and expanded in his mind, and finally condensed into a somewhat incomprehensible problem.

Why did he think it was unfair to Red Medicine?

For fairness itself?Just a joke, if Osamu Dazai was such a fair person, he would have gone to charity a long time ago.

That's for red pills.

But this really doesn't make sense: Even when he thought that Mr. Mori planned to kill Oda Tsukuru, he didn't insist on taking revenge on Mr. Mori.This does not rule out the reason why the Port Mafia is too powerful to retaliate, but when he was discouraged, he chose to escape rather than fight back.

Then why was he willing to overthrow his overall plan when it was just a provocation and offense when he switched to Red Medicine, and he even did not hesitate to point his sword at the entire military and police that was bigger than the port Mafia?He doesn't think his friendship with Odasaku is shallower than his friendship with Koyaku. Counting the time, he knew Odasaku even before Koyaku.

In fact, there could be many reasons. For example, in the past four years, he has changed far more than he thought.For example, in the face of an unresolved problem, people's motivation is always higher than when they are unable to recover.But driven by instinct—or sense of crisis—, Osamu Dazai came up with a slightly subjective answer that convinced him in an instant without thinking.

He does have different feelings towards Koyaku and Odasaku, the word "friendship" confuses him more than once, but it is indeed completely different from friendship, full of ugly jealousy and possessiveness...

Another emotion of . . .

Osamu Dazai shuddered slightly.For a moment, he felt that the wind in midsummer was more piercing than that in deep winter.He just thought about it for a while, but his almost out-of-control heartbeat made him unable to continue thinking.

If he finds out what that emotion is, what awaits him must be an irreversible abyss.And this time, it won't be that another red medicine came to the shore and dragged him out of the boundless darkness.

The most urgent task now is to collect information on Fukuchi Sakurachi, he dared not think about it any longer, hurriedly calmed down his chaotic heartbeat, and strode forward.

On the other hand, as Osamu Dazai expected, Koyao ran into the problem of insufficient information head-on.This is not the fault of the intelligence department. The government of the time is a "government" after all, and it is really outrageous to openly inquire about other governments.But it is this kind of polite avoidance that makes them appear particularly passive when the enemy is in the government.

As a local, Akutagawa Gin has more say in this matter: "Even in the slums, Fukuji Sakurachi is a popular idol... If you want to touch him, you have to hit him, otherwise let him seize the opportunity, we would have no place in the world."

But as a general with outstanding military exploits and strong personal strength, it is very difficult to kill him with one blow.

"Anyway, after leaving this time, the entire intelligence system will be disrupted and reorganized." Hong Yao said.This mission has exposed too much information about her own side. After her mission is completed, the intelligence system here must be reshuffled before it can be hibernated again. Otherwise, what if the next god-inspector will reveal her identity as soon as she contacts her?

Akutagawa Yin knew all these things, but she still called out in embarrassment: "Miss Hongyao... calm down."

It is true that the success rate of killing Sakurachi while he is not prepared is not low, but it is too aggressive to do so in Yokohama.Moreover, other members of the Secret Service Section and the military police were probably commanded by Fukuji Sakura to surround them for unknown reasons. Even if they succeeded, such battle damage would not be what everyone wanted to see.

Hong Yao also thought of this, and took a deep breath: "Sorry, I'm so angry."

If it wasn't for the seriousness of the situation, Ying Wan would not have needed to remind her in such a decisive way.As soon as she thought of the sword that Fukuchi Sakurachi might have colluded with the retrograde army to kill her, she wished she could immediately raise the sword and kill him in front of him.

"Now collect relevant information about Fukuji Sakurachi, and find out his abilities." She rearranged the task, "It's best to investigate the abilities of the other members of the hound, and prepare to fight with all of them."

She has been fighting all the year round, but she is most aware of the appeal of the general. Not to mention that the invasion of the retrograde army will not see the impact on the world for a while, even Fukuchi Sakurachi is about to launch a world war. With his reputation and appeal, he is also quite A group of people dared to risk the disapproval of the world to support him.

"Yes." Seeing that Hongyao had regained her composure, Akutagawa Yin replied simply.

She turned to arrange work, and there was a light knock on the door of the room.Those who can come here are all from their own people, Hong Yao said, and Quan Jinghua walked in holding a big rabbit doll—it was a gift from Yizheng, who raised her younger brother addicted.

"What's wrong?" Hong Yao glanced at the wall clock subconsciously. It was only halfway through the afternoon. At this time, she should be training with the swordsmen.

"Dun said that the detective agency has received a very important commission," Quan Jinghua met Hong Yao's eyes, and said seriously, "I want to help."

Hong Yao didn't hesitate: "Go, be careful."

She doesn't know when there will be a fierce battle here, so it's good for Quan Jinghua to go to the detective agency first.

Quan Jinghua obediently bowed to her and ran out.Hong Yao waved at Akutagawa Gin: "I'll go for a walk."

Anyway, there will be no results in a short while, and I will still feel bored staying here.

The Detective Agency's commission this time was directly issued by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and it was a wanted warrant for a criminal with supernatural powers.This person was indeed full of crimes. Seeing the photos of the victims, everyone in the detective agency cheered up.

...except for one person.

Fifteen minutes had passed since we left the meeting, and the seat belonging to Osamu Dazai was still empty.Atsushi Nakajima watched helplessly as Kunikida Doppo's complexion became darker and darker... Finally, he broke the pen in his hand.

"No more!" He said coldly, "Let's have a meeting."

Atsushi Nakajima bowed his head in silence, then quickly raised his head again under Kunikida Doppo's serious eyes, opened the pen and prepared to record.

Mr. Dazai, please be blessed.

"In short," Sakunosuke Oda summarized the whole meeting for Osamu Dazai, "Kunikida is very angry, absenteeism is not good, remember to apologize to him."

"It's okay, it's okay. Kunikida-kun is used to it." Osamu Dazai replied lightly.

"Really? It seems that you often miss work."

"Don't blame me! It's all because the work is boring and there are endless reports."

"I think it can be fun sometimes. Also, that's what work is all about."

"Oh... Interesting, is Oda Tsukuru going to become a pathetic social animal like Ango?"

"It's not sad." Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, and added, "And Koyaku's schedule is busier than Ango's."

Osamu Dazai: ...

He took a sip of his wine and stopped talking.

"What happened, Dazai?"

"Ah..." Osamu Dazai sighed, "Sometimes I really don't know whether you are sharp or dull."

Oda Sakunosuke understood: "If it's inconvenient to say it, don't say it. If there is anyone who can help, feel free to come to me."

"Okay, okay." Dazai Osamu agreed.The two clinked glasses, and Osamu Dazai stood up: "Okay! I'm going to save Yokohama."

Oda Sakunosuke heard the words, his face gradually became dignified: "Is it so serious?"

"Yes, yes, it is that serious." Osamu Dazai was serious, "It is a big event that will destroy Yokohama and even the world if you are not careful."

Oda Sakunosuke thought for a while, stood up, and patted Osamu Dazai on the shoulder: "Don't let yourself get hurt."

"I will." Osamu Dazai smiled quietly.

He left, and the young man with glasses walked down the stairs of the bar: "Too...Mr. Odasaku?"

"Ah, Ango." Oda Sakunosuke just sat down and stood up again, "Did you come to see Dazai? He just left."

Ango Sakaguchi hesitated to speak for a while, then sighed as if giving up: "Mr. Odasaku hasn't changed at all."

"I feel like I've changed a lot," Oda Sakunosuke said.

"Ah...that's it." Ango Sakaguchi didn't seem to know what to say, he adjusted his glasses hastily, "In that case, I'll take my leave first."

"Aren't you coming for a drink?"

"I……"

Self-inspecting his slip of the tongue, the black-haired young man quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence, and changed his words: "No, I'm going to find Mr. Dazai, I have to ask him about something."

"If he doesn't want to see you, you can't find him." Oda Sakunosuke replied in an objective and calm tone.

...This is really true.

"Want to have a drink?" Oda Sakunosuke invited again.

"...Then excuse me." Sakaguchi Ango walked down the steps and sat on the other side of Oda Sakunosuke.

At the same time, Hong Yao, who was walking by the beach, also stopped under the reminder of the sense of crisis.

The mist slowly rose from her side, and at the same time, there was also a shallow barrier between her and the sword man, which seemed to be nothing.

The author has something to say:

When you read this chapter, I was already on the train. There was a problem with my file, and I had to travel across half of China to go back to school to deal with it. I don’t know how long it will take to fix it. There may be fewer updates these days.

Here I would like to tell all those who have not yet graduated a lesson of blood and tears: I would rather believe that Osamu Dazai will never enter the water, and don't believe that the mouth of the student recruits.