Chapter 58 058 (Additional update 14)

Face can show a person's character.

Verlaine looked at Miyo and did not speak immediately.

It seemed that he was not fully awake yet, and there was a thin layer of mist in his green eyes, which made him look a little moist, like some harmless little animal. It was easy to see deep into his clear eyes, as if he was as simple as what he saw in his eyes.

Not unpleasant at all.

But this feeling of "no matter what you do, you won't be hated" is annoying enough to make people have some violent thoughts and want to break his mask——

Wei Erlain stretched out his hand and clamped his chin, forcing him to raise his head and look at him. Perhaps because he was too strong, ripples appeared in his beautiful eyes, and the boy frowned without any expression.

"Be gentle." Yashi said vaguely.

Who cares about you...

However, his fingers relaxed involuntarily. Then the guy opposite him who had no sense of crisis actually put his weight on his hands, raised his eyes and asked, "What do you want to ask? I'm really sleepy..."

What an inexplicable sense of relief. Wei Lain moved a little closer and said, "How would you like to die?"

He deliberately revealed some murderous intent, and his fingers slid to the boy's slender neck. With just a little force, he could break his neck.

"Let's do something simpler. It would be better if we could move to another place. Bourbon will be scared when he comes back." Yashi didn't seem to take his words to heart at all. She finally raised her eyes and looked at him. Even though there was no smile on her face, her expression was very gentle, as if she was accommodating him. "I'm afraid of pain, so don't be too rough."

Verlaine tried to understand exactly what this meant.

He had killed many people, most of whom realized they were dead only after seeing their broken bodies. Of course, there were a few who knew his intentions before that and desperately begged him not to do it, or used money or other things, but when they found that it was useless, they showed desperate expressions and fought him desperately.

In short, it has never been so peaceful.

"Do you think you will return to your original world after death?" Weilun asked.

"That's the second question..." Yayoi asked, but Verlaine looked at him very seriously, so he could only sigh and answer, "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am an atheist. People disappear after they die."

"No regrets?"

“The third

...That depends on what aspect you are talking about. I am willing to pay for the greater good, and compared to other aspects, it can only be said that it is an inevitable regret. Are you here for psychological counseling? Then can we change the posture? To be honest, it is a bit tiring to hold on like this. "

Yayoi was sitting on the bed, leaning forward toward Verlaine. Apart from Verlaine's hand, he could only support his body with the tips of his fingers.

After he finished speaking, he waited anxiously for Weilaine to let go. Although he didn't use much force, the other party was still pinching his neck.

The young man lowered his eyes, thinking quietly about something, and when Yashiro felt his waist ache and couldn't help but want to hammer it a few times, Weilun chuckled.

Yashiro: “?”

He really couldn't understand Verlaine. In the original work, Verlaine killed Chuuya's important companions in order to take his brother Chuuya Nakahara away.

He came here because he assumed that he was Chuuya's friend. He and Chuuya were together yesterday, so it was not surprising that Verlaine would have such an understanding.

And it's better to target him than others.

In the end, Verlaine did not kill him directly while he was sleeping, but instead woke him up and made him a philosophy teacher. It is really hard to understand what he was thinking.

Moreover, Yashi had never been with Wei Erlaine before today. He came over and asked him a bunch of random questions with a familiar look, just like...

Impossible! How could Wei Erlain be his fan? He doesn't look like he's interested in the second dimension.

“I have one last request,” Verlaine said, and his words became extremely polite.

He released the hand that was holding Yashi, and Yashi relaxed and touched her neck, then looked up at him, waiting for his next words.

"Smile at me."

——

Until Weilan left, Yashiro still didn't understand his logic, and sat cross-legged on the bed thinking.

Verlaine really acted like he liked "Simony", but was being stubborn. If we put ourselves in his shoes from this perspective, the questions he just asked seemed to make sense.

Anyway, it's good that everything is fine. When Yayoi opened her eyes and saw Weilun, her first reaction was that if the room was splattered with blood, Zero would probably be sad.

At this moment, Yashiro's cell phone suddenly rang. The number on it was one he had never seen before, but he had an impression of it.

Sure enough, after answering the phone, the young man's affectionate and frivolous voice came from the receiver. The timing was very good.

It's like being monitored.

[Have you seen 'him'?]

Yashi switched hands to hold the phone and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

[You know.] Dazai Osamu was speaking in riddles. Yayoi deliberately ignored his words and made a vague sound. Dazai laughed and said helplessly, [Verlaine.]

"So this is his name." Yashiro said casually, and replied in a soft voice, "If it was a tip-off, it's too late for Zhijun. He's gone."

"I……"

Dazai Osamu said something with a smile, but suddenly a loud gunshot came from his side. The noisy sound completely covered up his words, and Yayoi only heard the first word.

About thirty seconds later, the other end of the phone suddenly became quiet, and Dazai Osamu's voice came again.

[Sorry, there was a small accident here.] Dazai Osamu said in a voice that was almost as gentle as before.

Yashiro heard a muffled groan, and even though she couldn't see the other end through the phone, she could tell what happened.

He sighed silently and said, "Since you are busy, let's talk next time."

"Meeting?" Dazai asked immediately.

"Yeah." Yashiro replied, sounding a little tired.

Dazai Osamu naturally felt it, but he still said in a calm tone: [It is really rare that you invited me. Even if it is a big event, I will be there.]

He said in a lighthearted tone, with a hint of laughter in his voice.

After hanging up the phone, Dazai Osamu put the phone in his pocket and raised his chin to look at the man hanging in front of him. In the Port Mafia, except for Ozaki Momiji's troops, he was the one who conducted the interrogation at most.

Dazai Osamu picked up the syringe, walked up to the dying man, and roughly inserted the needle into his vein.

"Don't worry, this is something that can keep you alive." Dazai Osamu injected all the medicine in the syringe into you and said, "After all, my soft-hearted little cat feels sorry for you. So I decided to keep you alive for now."

The man had a numb expression, his head lowered, looking at the small piece of ground in front of him.

"Have you ever had a pet?" Dazai Osamu suddenly opened up the conversation, but he didn't wait for the man to answer, he answered himself, "I have. It started with a kitten that I accidentally found and then I got to know him little by little, and let him approach me on his own initiative. When you thought he was

When he couldn't leave you anymore, he suddenly jumped out of the window and ran away. He left his comfortable environment for others and put himself in a dangerous situation... Do you really think that organization is a good place?"

The man didn't care about Dazai Osamu's slip of the tongue. He still kept his head down and said nothing.

"I've been looking forward to the day when he comes back to find me, but now it seems that I still have to give it another push." ​​Dazai Osamu didn't need the man's reply. With his hands behind his back, he paced in the narrow room, "Even though he is the type I hate the most, I still can't give up..."

"How pitiful..." The dying man suddenly spoke in a weak voice.

Dazai Osamu turned his head and looked at him with eyes as cold as needles.

"I say, that person is so pitiful." The man raised his head and laughed.

Dazai Osamu's indifference suddenly disappeared. He nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, it's really pitiful."

*

Furiya Rei bought some ingredients outside and called a taxi to go back.

It was in the car that he remembered that the person on duty in the archives room had just said that he had a phone call. Since the other party did not call again, he did not pay attention to it. Now he looked and found that it was Hiro.

Because of what Kazami Yuya said, he went to ask Okunran, who was very knowledgeable in this area, what "Dream Man" meant. But it was just a word. Was it necessary to call him specially?

He saw that in addition to the missed call, there was also a new email, which was indeed from Hiro, and asked him why he asked this.

Without telling him the meaning directly, the meaning of the word is indirectly revealed.

Fūya Rei's face darkened, and he immediately opened the browser to search for the meaning of that word: a man who fantasizes about interacting with characters in literary works...

Furutani Rei closed the browser and began to seriously think about how to make things difficult for Kazami the next time they met.

God knows, he is almost the mother of Xi Gao Mi Shi! At least we should wait until he is an adult, right?

Speaking of adulthood, it seems like Yashiro hasn't grown at all in all this time.

Fūya Rei rummaged through the shopping bags in the supermarket and decided to wait until he reached the convenience store downstairs to buy some milk.

He returned to his residence, and unexpectedly found that Yashiro was already awake. She was leaning on the bed, playing with her cell phone, and she was not in a very good mood.

Fūya Ling glanced at the clock in the room. He had been out for only about three hours, and Yashiro had slept for less than four hours, so he asked, "Are you not going to sleep anymore?"

"I was woken up." Yashi put the phone aside and caught the bag of milk thrown by Fūya Rei. "My brother just called me."

"I see." This was the only answer that Fūya Rei could give.

Since Yashiro didn't say anything about Gin, he couldn't ask unless Yashiro was willing to tell him.

"He said my debut is on the agenda and asked me who I want to be my assistant. Are you willing?" Yashi said while holding the milk bag in his mouth.

"ah?"

"Well, I think Scotland is more suitable. I'll contact him later."

Yashi threw the empty milk bag into the trash can and picked up her phone again to look at the content on it.

"Wait, what on earth happened? Why are they suddenly making their debut?" Furuya Rei asked in shock.

"I don't think it will work." Yayoi put her phone on her body and said to Furuya Rei, "Originally, when I was doing a mission with Lei, the target said he wanted to sign an agency contract with me. My brother didn't agree at first, but later he said we could discuss it, and he and Vermouth went together to help me sign it."

Gin and Vermouth.

When Furuya Rei heard these two names, he knew what was going on. To make these two people agree to do something that was neither good nor bad, it must be the boss's intention.

It is indeed just as Yayoi said, it may not succeed.

After all, the boss's order means that it is a mission, and a mission is different from what you want to do in a subjective sense.

Tasks can be delayed until they are forgotten. After all, they are not particularly important.

It is highly unlikely that the organization does not know about Yayoi's abilities. Rather than exposing him to more people, it is definitely more reassuring to keep him under their wing. In a few days, perhaps the boss will find the shortcomings of this mission and withdraw this order.

"Lei? You and him actually need to do the mission yourself?" After Furuya Rei figured it out, his first reaction was surprisingly similar to Gin's at the beginning, both of them scolded Akai Shuichi.

Yayoi felt that Akai Shuichi was probably going to sneeze again.

"It's a two-person mission after all." Yashi said fairly. He was already pretty good at slacking off on things.

He was replying to an email to Gin. He really didn't lie. Gin had just contacted him and he was replying to his email. As for the real reason for waking up, since Wei Erlan hadn't killed him yet, there was no need to tell it.

[So troublesome, crying]

Gin received this email and immediately imagined Yayoi leaning against him.

Although he was a adopted brother, he was not afraid of him at all and was obedient most of the time, but he would talk back occasionally, which made him look more real.

He had expressed his opposition to that matter from the very beginning. Who knows what the boss was thinking? Maybe he just wanted to embarrass him. In any case, he couldn't disobey the boss's orders.

He sent the KTV recording to his boss that day in the hope that he would withdraw his order. Perhaps it was some kind of intuition that Gin didn't want too many people to see Yayo.

[I'll help you delay for a while.]

Gin sent these words without waiting for a reply. He put the phone aside and picked up his gun to perform routine maintenance.

He suddenly saw Vodka, who was fidgeting not far away, as if he had some unspeakable disease, and he looked up at him from time to time.

When there are no missions, Gin is quite friendly towards Vodka. He accompanies Vodka to chase stars, and even allows Vodka to take leave to attend comic conventions when the mission is not important. It can be seen that Gin is actually a very good brother.

The same goes for Vodka. The two of them have been partners for so long, so other difficult things may not be easy, but ordinary things, Gin can tell whether the other party forgot his lighter or wants him to stop the car just by looking at him.

Gin glanced at him, and Vodka immediately understood what his brother meant. He put on a flattering smile on his face, came to Gin, and squatted down in front of him.

Then, without Gin even seeing clearly, he took out a bunch of peripherals from somewhere and placed them on the table in front of him.

Without exception, the black-haired, green-eyed boy above is his younger brother.

"Brother." Vodka showed an honest smile, "Do you want to take Amway?"!