Chapter 28 Is she my girlfriend? Not yet

"I came to your ship alone." Dazai Osamu said in a good mood under A's broken face: "Can you guess why I didn't bring any men with me?"

As long as Hayato was there, he would be safer than standing in the middle of an entire army of psychics.

A felt even more embarrassed!

He suddenly understood - money and beauty might be able to bribe Hayato Hayato, but it also depends on who he is dealing with.

If it is Dazai Osamu.

The girl who was smiling at him one second ago will definitely attack him the next!

This is something that cannot be changed no matter how deep the conflict of interests is. Money can only keep the surface, and sometimes it can't even keep the surface.

How ironic.

A covered his face and laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and finally he raised his head until he became crazy.

After a while, he stopped, and under the gaze of the other two, he let out a long breath, stood up with the help of the chair handle, and walked out quickly.

"Bang--!"

The door slammed extremely loudly.

Hayana Kotori looked at Dazai Osamu: "What's wrong with him?"

Dazai Osamu picked up the teacup and said, "You must be shocked."

His own life was not in danger, so what did it matter if he dealt with a subordinate or broke a deal? As long as he was alive, he could keep the hope of making a comeback.

Regarding A's failure, Hayana Kotori said disdainfully: "Useless guy."

"He turned the casino under the control of the Port Mafia upside down, and caught the leader's attention. Where did his courage go? Is it true that the higher the position, the more outwardly strong but inwardly weak?"

Dazai Osamu blinked and pointed at himself: "You scolded me too."

Hayana Kotori: "Except you."

Osamu Dazai: "..."

There was a bug in the room, and both of them fell silent. In less than an hour, A pushed the door open and came in.

Compared with his previous embarrassment, he changed into another expensive butler suit, which looked even more exquisite and noble than the one worn by Dazai Osamu. Like a competitive child who had to surpass everyone in the class, he resumed his elegant posture, raised his eyebrows at Dazai Osamu, and sat on the chair he had been sitting on before.

He heard Hayana's disgusted encouragement to him.

He also heard her say that Dazai Osamu was not a man!

The boy with reddish-brown hair and blue eyes who followed A in looked very young, perhaps even underage. The X-shaped scar on his right cheek did not affect his handsomeness. A raised his hand and gestured to him. Karma stepped forward and handed the information in both hands to Hayana Kotori.

"What you want," A gritted his teeth and said to Dazai Osamu gracefully, "All the information about the transaction between the [Black Organization] and [Owl] is here."

Hayana Kotori took the information, and Karma stepped back and stood behind A again.

The boy's handsome and well-behaved appearance made her pay a few more glances at him. Karma was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head.

Don't be delusional just because others noticed your gaze. People like him... no one will come to save them. Excessive expectations will only lead to greater disappointment.

——He has been thrown into the abyss by disappointment.

This is the despair of Kalma, a 14-year-old who had just been selected into the A Private Guard.

…

After getting the information, the rain had stopped on the way back. Hayato Takanashi was driving while Dazai Osamu was sitting in the passenger seat reading the information.

Traffic in Yokohama was still heavy late at night. The colorful neon lights of the shops on the street cast various colors on the fair faces of the people in the cars. The light on their faces kept changing, and Dazai Osamu's eyes became more and more serious as he looked at the information.

After a long time, he closed the document, his eyes deep.

"Hayasana," he said, "the other party was a little too surprised at our value."

Kotori Hayato was curious: "That magical item? How's that for a surprise?"

Dazai Osamu lowered his voice and said, "To extend the life of the dying."

squeak--!

A shocking moment, almost causing her to run a red light! Hayana Takanashi slammed the brakes to the floor, the sound of the tires gripping the road making her heart tremble. The car barely stopped at the stop line, almost overtaking!

She confirmed with Dazai Osamu: "Rescuing someone from the hands of the god of death?!"

Bang--!

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a loud crash from behind the car. At the moment when the car behind hit her, although she was still in great disbelief and surprise, Hayana Takanashi still sensed the danger in advance with her keen combat experience, activated her special ability to arrange defense, and the car that rear-ended her hit the transparent barrier composed of [lines]. The car she and Dazai Osamu were in was unharmed.

Hayato Takanashi opened the door and got out of the car. She angrily walked to the back of the car, where the red light was flashing and the hood was lifted up. The man with an honest face was struggling to get out of the car.

She angrily questioned, "Are your eyes just for show? Didn't you see the red light ahead?! You don't even know the most basic common sense. Go get some retraining!"

That guy Dazai was sitting in the passenger seat.

Her own private car is cheap, but it doesn't even have an airbag on the passenger side!

"What do you mean I don't know how to drive? You were driving so smoothly and then suddenly braked! I was following you and didn't react in time. No matter how you look at it, it's all your fault!!" The man with an honest face was rude and unreasonable as soon as he opened his mouth, with the flesh on his face piled up like a rogue.

Hayana Kotori narrowed her eyes slightly.

It was a waste of time to talk to such a person, so she decided to teach him a lesson.

Just as she was about to take action, Dazai Osamu came up and patted her shoulder gently. At her puzzled look, he handed her the information in his hand and walked past her.

"Although Hayana is very strong," he said with his back to the girl, "but in this situation, it's better for me to do it."

Hayana Takanashi looked around and found that the red light turned green and all the cars waiting for the red light had left, but many of the people gathered on both sides of the road to watch the excitement had their cell phones in hand.

Two men may not be much to look at, but if a young girl and a wretched man were recorded on video, that would be something to talk about.

There are no laws in the online world, and the malice of human beings is overwhelming and more terrifying than hell.

Dazai Osamu stepped forward.

The young man, with a bandage wrapped around his right eye but still having a beautiful face, had a blank expression on his face. When the man looked at him in the eyes, his arrogance suddenly disappeared. He didn't know why he began to tremble from the bottom of his heart. Perhaps it was because the man's eyes were too scary, as there was clearly no emotion in them!

Perhaps that's why it's so scary—

Knocked over by the young man, he fell onto the hood of the car and couldn't get up. His cheeks and teeth ached, and a warm liquid with a salty, rusty taste filled his mouth and overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The man opened his eyes wide in horror, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave and his whole body was cold. He also felt as if he was being pressed by a ghost. He was terrified... He had never seen such a terrifying person!

"You're very protective." Hayana Takanashi joked.

Dazai Osamu turned around and said calmly, "After all, I am a man who is not weak."

Hayana Takanashi: “…Huh?”

When did she say he was weak?

The extraordinary commotion not only attracted a large number of passers-by, but also police officers in plain clothes after get off work.

A tall, dark-skinned man in a sports short-sleeved shirt approached, flashed his ID, and said solemnly to the three men, "I am Inspector Daiki Aomine of the Third Division of the Assault Investigation Section of the Yokohama Metropolitan Police Department. Now, please stand still. Otherwise, it will be considered an assault on a police officer."

His voice was low and wild, and his unruly aura was overwhelming. His tall stature immediately shocked the whole situation.

Aomine Daiki first took out his cell phone and called the traffic police over. He then moved his eyes away from the intact car where Hayato Hayato was standing next to him, and walked forward to examine the wound on the face of the man lying on the raised hood of the car. Judging from the amount of bleeding, his teeth must be seriously injured.

After checking it, he looked at the boy holding the phone and the girl standing next to him.

"You were quick, accurate, and ruthless. You're very skillful in protecting your girlfriend." He walked up to the boy, his nearly two-meter height giving him a commanding presence. He spoke casually and with a sense of pressure, "You're causing injury in a private brawl. Aren't you afraid they'll call the police?"

The way this guy beat people and his attire gave him a sense of foreboding.

It just so happened that today Midorima called him and told him to be careful. When he was doing divination in the morning, he accidentally divined that he would encounter the true darkness of Yokohama today, which was a dangerous omen.

"If you let go appropriately, you will brush past the darkness." Midorima said this advice on the phone.

whispering sound--

Aomine Daiki narrowed his eyes. He couldn't just sit back and watch.

Closing his phone, Dazai looked up at Aomine Daiki and said, "As a police officer, you're arbitrarily defining other people's relationships. Making remarks that could harm a woman's reputation is tarnishing the reputation of the police, isn't it?"

"Not boyfriend and girlfriend?" Qingfeng Daihui raised his eyelids slightly.

His gaze fell on the girl with black hair and black eyes who hadn't said a word from beginning to end. The two of them looked like a good match, and the boy was very protective of her. How could he have been so wrong?

"Not yet." After saying that, Dazai Osamu looked behind Aomine Daiki and said, "Well, we'll be leaving first. See you later if there's a chance, Inspector-san."

The other party's arrogant attitude and failure to take him seriously made Qingfeng Daihui very unhappy. He looked back and saw an expensive black car stopped. A meticulous man in a well-ironed suit and glasses got out of the car.

He knew this person, a very famous lawyer in the legal community, a gold medal lawyer who had never lost a case in his career: Changsheng Zhizhi.

I am always victorious - a victorious general whose name represents his battle record.

"Mr. Dazai, Ms. Takanashi." Changsheng ran up to Dazai Osamu and handed him the car keys. "Thank you for your hard work. Leave this to me."

"Sorry for the trouble." Dazai Osamu took the key.

At the same time, Aomine Daiki, who was about to stop it, received a call from his immediate superior, the police captain, asking him to hand over the rear-end collision to his colleagues from the traffic department who had rushed here.

The superior's meaning was simple: it was just a normal rear-end collision.

This is indeed the case, but the vehicle that was rear-ended remained unharmed - this shows that the incident was unusual no matter how you look at it.

He was able to summon a top lawyer in such a short time and also established connections with the Metropolitan Police Department. This young man must be a well-connected person in Yokohama.

—The darkness of Yokohama.

Is it him?

Brushing past the [Darkness], Aomine Daiki couldn't describe the feeling, nor did he experience much emotional fluctuation. It was just that his heart was too rigid and could not be bent. He was looked up to and admired by countless citizens, who called him the existence of [Justice], and this strongly urged him to take action.

But he could only stand there and watch the darkness go away.

A ridiculous and absurd yet extremely real world.

Dazai Osamu drove the car to Hayana Takanashi's residence and sat in the passenger seat. The girl looked through the information handed over by A carefully and quickly.

[Black Organization] A dark organization that relies on smuggling arms and trading various medicines.

The [Owl] who traded with them never collected any information about this organization from beginning to end. Apart from the transactions of various medicines, there were only a few gun transactions.

All these guns had been seized in the previous battle with the port mafia.

"Where's the potion?" asked Hayana Kotori. It didn't say who had used the [magic item] potion that could prolong the life of someone with advanced cancer.

"The medicine in the seized briefcase was given to Motojiro Kajii for analysis."

"The leader of the Owl, Kishimoto Sue, has a daughter diagnosed with a terminal illness," Dazai Osamu relayed the information he had. "The person's life should have reached its end, but her death has yet to be seen."

"I've asked Mr. Hirotsu to check with the hospital where Kishimoto's daughter is staying. If they can confirm that the drug is indeed effective, the benefits it will bring to the organization in the future will be immeasurable."

He said so.

Hayana Kotori calmed down her intense emotions. If only there was a medicine that could cure her terminal illness...

"Mr. Mori, please let me handle this matter," Dazai Osamu invited the girl, "Would you come and help me?"

"Where are Akutagawa and the others?" asked Hayana Kotori.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa is Dazai Osamu's direct subordinate, so there is no reason for him not to participate in such things.

Dazai Osamu replied: "Akutagawa's illness is very difficult to treat. If you see hope and then get disappointed, it will affect your work."

"Just consider it a favor, wanna come?"

"Yes." Hayana Takanashi nodded.

With this opportunity, even if Dazai didn't look for her, she would do everything she could to investigate.

He stepped on the brakes firmly. The moonlight refracted through the glass onto the boy's irises, gathering gently in his eyes like a veil. He said, "Then it's settled. Good night, Hayana."

…

The next day.

Having just woken up, Kise Ryota was brushing his teeth with sleepy eyes while listening to the morning legal news, trying to do three things at once.

He thought about the arguments he'd make when he went to the company to file for termination and the difficulties he'd encounter, as well as the disgusting faces of the company's executives after the fallout. He also wondered why Hayana Kotori would end up as the bodyguard captain for a wealthy man. That A and that boy gave off a very dangerous vibe! Hayana was the daughter of his mother's best friend, so he should ask her if she was having any troubles sometime.

While thinking about these two things, he also paid attention to the morning legal report.

[… Early this morning, a body was recovered from the waters off the port terminal in Yokohama's Tsurumi Ward. The deceased was identified by family members as Mr. Ichiro Morino, president of Morino Entertainment Co., Ltd. The Metropolitan Police Department has confirmed that this is the site where the body was dumped. An on-site investigation is underway…]

The brushing action suddenly stopped, and Kise Ryota looked at the TV in shock. On the TV screen was the delicate and soft face of a female reporter holding a microphone. Behind her was the crime scene with a cordoned off tape. Talking to someone behind the tape was his dark-skinned friend who was so familiar to him - Aomine Daiki.

Ichiro Morino died and his body was dumped.

Could it be——

Kise Ryota had a very bold and well-founded guess.

Combined with the Shura Field incident that happened last night, it is very likely that Ichiro Morino was murdered for love and became a cannon fodder in the rich man's sadomasochistic play!

Because he often plays basketball and is one of the top talents in the basketball field, Kise Ryota's perception and reaction ability are excellent. He keenly realized that someone on the opposite floor was observing his every move!

At a distance of dozens of meters, if the other party illegally possesses a gun, there is no possibility of him surviving.

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat and tightened his grip on the toothbrush handle.

Ichiro Morino, the wild flower, is dead, and it may be the turn of him, the bystander who guessed the truth!