Home from scratch in another world

As soon as Osamu Dazai asked, he asked the key point. Indeed, the government's problem has not been resolved in the end, and it seems that it may not be resolved at present.

Yokohama is a very special city. You can tell a lot from the name of the concession. Behind the neon government is Yinguo. European words may be more effective than the cabinet.

Yesterday, President Fukuzawa of the Armed Detective Agency had started to contact the officials he knew, and the relevant proposals were about to be handed over to the Kanagawa government. It is not known who will be sent to take charge there.

But it certainly can't be the Supernatural Secret Service Division, because the power is too small and targeted, and it is only concentrated in Yokohama, without administrative jurisdiction. The scope of work on weekdays is similar to that of a post-war finishing department.

——This is a special department with little real power.

Regarding this point, Shenkong has no way out. Shenkong has become the largest group of Nihong all the way through its own hard work. Shimeng has no background in politics, but there are a few friends in business circles, but they can't get involved in the central government.

In fact, she was planning to take the path of the magic world, but the people of La Chanyuan learned about the situation in the {spiritual space}, and found that the Yusanjia and the secular world were too separated. Exorcism, relying on the invincible spells of ordinary people and satisfying the needs of politicians, only needs to enjoy offerings and issue orders, and naturally there is no need to deploy some of your own manpower.

Shi Meng immediately disliked her younger brother, thinking that this political literacy is not as good as her who has a junior high school education.

Then teach Zenyuan Zhipi people to support a right to speak in the center...

Or use the identity of a supernatural person to talk to the other party?What is she going to pay?Is she going to work for the government?At that time, I dreamed of the two Wuxia who were working hard in Tokyo far away...

In this case, she has an idea.

As for the question raised by Osamu Dazai, Mori Ogai also had doubts, and asked with his chin in his hand, "Yes, regarding the government, how will Ms. Utsuki plan to solve it?"

"Let's go the official way first." Shi Meng, whose feet hurt, said calmly, "After all, Shenkong is a formal business organization, and I am also a decent citizen. I pay taxes on time every year, and I am a big taxpayer every year. After all, he is a model citizen."

Osamu Dazai was as limp as a boneless cat, slumped on a large carved chair. The girl in front of him was wearing a dark and elegant dress, her long black hair was disheveled on top of her head, and the diamond pins in her hair danced in the light. Swinging, his only exposed eye could not help but drift after the light source.

But the light only flickered in his eyes, and then he asked: "Is the official way not going to work? Is Miss Uzuki planning to borrow the power of the Yokohama Mafia?"

"mafia?"

In a quiet enough and dark enough environment, Dazai heard her voice become higher and clearer. He might be able to imagine her puzzled expression now. ask.

However, in the next second, she turned around quietly, faced the boy on the chair, and smiled.

"I don't need to borrow other people's influence. If I talk to them in a nice voice, they don't respond, and even a humble request is useless..."

She imitated him and stretched her tone: "Then don't blame me for being rude."

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, but he also stared straight at her. The girl in high heels was a head and a half taller than the slug next door, understating yet showing irresistible strength, which made the boy who looked directly at the light source even more intense. deep.

He erased the original profile of Uzuki Shimeng, kind, affectionate, sunny... Maybe he added an unscrupulous method, what kind of method could it be?

In the following time, Osamu Dazai remained silent like a cat nestling in the highest and darkest place, looking for every flaw in her body.

Looking at this kite-eyed boy, do you think this is really a strong man?She has too many flaws, isn't there one in this office?Loud and violent runts.

Zhong Yuanzhong was not surprised by her strong posture, he had seen even more terrifying ones, and when he heard this sentence full of meaning of fighting, he was instantly ready to charge into battle with her.

"Shimeng, I'll go with you!"

The aura that Shi Meng showed just now was reversed instantly, and he punched the person beside him.

"It's easy to say, I will call you for a fight!"

Rimbaud nodded for the high fighting spirit of the two, and added with a look of familiarity with Hong Kong people: "Yes, you can bring the black lizard with you when the time comes."

Mori Ogai was caught by the way of these two people again, and quickly stopped the hot-blooded boss who was optimistic about the cadre Miaozi, and interrupted: "Mr. Lan Tang, are you planning to leave the port mafia today?"

"Yes, I will go back to deep space in the afternoon." Rimbaud said this as if he was going home for dinner, and added politely, "Thank you for your care during this time."

Shi Meng, who held the vengeance, went back decisively: "Yes, thank Mr. Sen for taking care of Attil, and for helping the Deep Space Building during this time."

Zhong Yuan was also taken aback, and looked at Mr. Rimbaud, they...he joined her company?

Mori Ogai felt a little headache when he saw that the two did not talk to each other. There had never been a precedent for cadres who had left the mafia. The members of Hong Kong Hey had a strict hierarchy, and there was a dungeon dedicated to detaining prisoners. They had a unique way of dealing with traitors.Letting him leave so easily would not damage Hong Kong's reputation and dignity.

However, he also finds this difficult. Not to mention that the person who left is a transcendent, the one who took him away was a cooperation partner with unknown abilities but who was obviously powerful. The strongest combat power of his own side turned his elbows outward, with special abilities. My lover has stopped talking since just now...

Mori Ogai realized that he didn't have any cards to deal with at the moment, but Lan Tang was from Fa, so he might be able to make a fuss about this matter, but the two parties are currently in a cooperative relationship, so there is room for negotiation.

So in the following time, the two sides were arguing about Lantang's departure, and Mori Ogai meant to give money.

money?

At this time, Shi Meng immediately treated herself as a young and ignorant girl, and simply said that she had no money, and all the money had to be used to solve the problems in the slums.

Mori Ogai was also crying for being poor, and a little blond girl ran out of the office, one was angry and the other was coaxing, the two hugged each other and staged a big drama that couldn't afford a dress.

Shi Meng was stunned by the way the old man sang, and not to be outdone, he took out the acting skills honed by his friends in the performing arts college, kicked off the cube propped under the large carved chair, and drove away the kite sitting on it. Eye boy.

Then she patted the chair and said that her house was full of such junk, but it was rare for her to come here, so she gave the chair to her little sister as a meeting gift.

Rimbaud looked at her with a smile the whole time, and occasionally used the subspace to illuminate her, silently revealing a sense of strength.

Seeing this, Mori Ogai turned to hit the friendship card. Shi Meng was unhappy and he pulled Zhongya into the confrontation to avoid the battle. Chief Mori saw this and made progress.

Shi Meng had no choice but to drag Zhong Ye, strong and pitiful, and said that the deep space is so poor, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also was at a loss. He never expected that he would experience the dilemma of loyalty and righteousness soon after entering Hong Kong. He finally looked at her and pulled her again. The brim of the hat, and said to the leader-"It is better to use this money to solve the problems of the slums."

Chief Sen couldn't help it. Even though he was envious of the agency rights of Deep Space's overseas games, he was suppressed by the giant consortium of the United States when the opponent backhanded him.

The two had been arguing for a long time about their interests, but in the end they only settled on some marginal business cooperation.

What a difficult lady to deal with!Mori Ogai looked at her young and beautiful face and sighed inwardly.

What an embarrassing leader!Shi Meng was shocked by some of his cunning operations in the middle.

Of course, at the end of the conversation, Rimbaud also said that he would take a subordinate he liked and deduct it from the salary that Chief Sen did not pay him.

Mori Ogai: ...

He repeatedly confirmed that the employee named Nakatani, no, the employee of Shitani Division is really just an ordinary Hong Kong member, too ordinary... The only thing is that after driving well, he was caught by these two people for the third time. , Reluctantly waved in agreement.

Shitani Division, who was waiting in the office for news of the cadre's dismissal, was full of anticipation: ...

……

After the cooperation discussion, Zhong Yuan sent the two of them to go out together. On the way, he met the Hongye cadre who had been taking special care of him since he entered Hong Kong, and greeted him politely: "Sister Hongye."

Ozaki Koye couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth for this title. Although she herself had a good impression of Zhong, not to mention the good sister's request, but sometimes Zhong was really too honest.

The two girls nodded politely in silence, but walked in opposite directions without saying anything.

When the three of them got to the bottom of the building to enjoy the sunlight, Shi Meng's aura completely dissipated, and he turned to face him, with a little indescribable pride in his smile.

"Chuya, I'm going to be one step ahead of you!"

Zhong also shyly avoided this smile, and muttered: "You are too fast, I haven't even started yet?"

"Actually, it's because I have so many people helping me to solve this matter together." Shimeng blinked briskly, and pointed to Rimbaud who was talking to Mr. Zhonggu not far away, "There is one beside me."

"Is it a companion?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the girl's proud smile, and was also happy for her at this moment: "It seems that I have to work hard!"

Rimbaud chatted with Shimoguji, who was forced to smile, and walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

However, the two of them looked at each other without saying anything.

……

When the two of them got into the car driven by the current deep space executive driver and went away, Osamu Dazai, who was elusive, appeared beside Nakahara Chuya, and sighed: "What a responsible and actionable lady, I sometimes feel that this The world also has a little redeeming quality."

But the boy's exposed eye was still dim, and the car was fading away. He continued in a soft voice: "Use your own efforts to fight against the deep-rooted darkness, and use your blood to look forward to the understanding and support of others. The cruelty of the human heart is much crueler than the reality, and the ending may appear in a predictable absurd and funny way."

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard a certain word in this inaudible sentence, and turned his head to look at him: "Hey, Dazai, I warn you, don't do anything more."

His abilities are ready to go, and the others may have been terrified, but Osamu Dazai just replied indifferently: "Where do I need to do more?"

Looking at the end of the road where there were no cars in sight, he thought idly that this matter would never succeed.

……

Far away from the island country, in the border town of Eros, the snow began to fade away, revealing the uneven but clean streets. In a certain room without windows, Gogol came back from a stroll outside. He is a free bird. The little bird who also longs for freedom always runs outside without rest.

"Tuosi, are you still flipping through this novel?"

Gogol, who came in with his "coat", asked, only to find that he had brought back a clean fallen leaf by mistake on his cloak.

The monitor in front of the desk emits electronic and mechanical light, shining on the young man's thin body, and the illuminated boy seems to be muttering something, frowning occasionally.

Fyodor repeatedly calculated the data hidden in the book, but in fact there were not many, because the pianist in the book and the protagonists of countless stories were just ordinary people, how could ordinary people pay attention to the data of war.

Only the author inadvertently reveals a little bit from the minutiae, so that this person who has been following her for a long time can realize the magnificence of another world.

"It's terrible!" He thought, almost blurting out an exclamation.

"Huh?" Gogol smiled again, and then asked him eagerly, "What is it that you are afraid of?"

Fyodor glanced at him casually, bent down to pick up the fallen leaves on the ground, put them in the page he was opening, and said leisurely after closing the book: "Different ideas, different theories and paths... Sin is breathing, sin is thinking, sin has a corresponding punishment, and the person who thinks is guilty, and people with different thoughts will naturally be punished by the gods."

The black-haired boy clasped his hands against his chin, his wine-colored crimson eyes revealed something incomprehensible, but his face looked quiet and innocent.

is he talking to me

Observing his expression, Gogol felt that he was just talking to himself, and it seemed that this was not Tosi's weakness.The boy who was always smiling laughed briskly again. The clown was a little disappointed, but still happier.

Fyodor actually didn't care much about his thoughts, he was chewing and pondering in his heart, comparing the two worlds.

A fair war, an unfair death;

Unjust wars, just deaths.

Would the world in her eyes be better than the one she was in?

Why does the thought she has lead her on the opposite path?

At this time, the brisk voice asked curiously, "Tuosi, are you going to Yokohama?"

However, Fyodor did not answer this question. He looked at the "Exile Suite" written in gray on the cover, opened it again, thought of something, and laughed softly.