"Well, so next, I have to go back to see the chief..." Shi Bai pulled the hood on his head, looking somewhat reluctant. To be honest - no matter how you look at it, the compatibility between him and the chief was not that high.

"Compared to that leader, it is better for Dr. Mori to take the position." Fu Dejin, who was wearing casual clothes, did not seem to realize that he had said something terrible. He raised his feet and was about to leave this place. He did not want to stay here any longer and planned to go directly to the Ganghei Building. However, he did not expect that before leaving, he noticed a cat that seemed to be passing by.

"Cat...?"

Shi Bai, who had been delayed for a long time because of the matter of the Tanizaki siblings, stopped again. He squatted down and stared at this ordinary calico cat for a long time. Man and cat blinked in sync. Shi Bai subconsciously wanted to take out the dried fish from his clothes pocket, but he found nothing.

The god Fu Oishin, who had black hair gilded with gold (? ) came to his senses and stroked the calico cat's head with a friendly smile - cats don't like strangers touching their sensitive backs.

"I'm sorry, I didn't bring you any food."

Come to think of it, Tsurumaru is not the type to carry dried fish with him. Shibaiso thought with an expressionless face.

By the way, why did he feel that there was something wrong with this calico cat?

It must be an illusion, not everyone is a cat demon. Most importantly, it seems that there is no concept of monsters in this world.

"Then I'll prepare some dried fish for you next time we meet, this... little sir?" Shi Bai lifted up the cat's front legs, and after confirming its gender, he called it like this - and then he was slapped hard by this extremely rare calico cat, leaving three cat paw marks on his face.

"Wow, you really scared me." Shi Bai loosened his hand holding the cat's front paw and poked the painful spot on his face. The black-haired young man, who didn't take it seriously at all, crooked his eyes, stood up, and then saluted the little cat slightly, "I am so rude, Mr. Cat."

"Well, I'm a little rushed, bye first~"

After saying this, Shi Bai exerted a little force on his feet, pulled up his hood and disappeared from the spot. The cat, who had been sitting upright, silently looked in the direction where he disappeared, and then left the place silently.

>>>>>

Late at night, new crimes are always brewing in every corner of Yokohama. They land silently and lightly in the darkest place - the Port Mafia.

Although Shibai has not paid attention to the changes in Hong Kong Hei, the leader's health seems to be getting worse recently, causing him to be bedridden recently. Perhaps it is for this reason that the opponent chooses to recall the most loyal sword at this time.

Shi Bai pushed open the door and faced the leader who was already old and lying on the bed. He hesitated for a moment whether he should salute or greet him casually. However, his body seemed to react faster than he thought. Shi Bai said with a smile: "Because I changed my look, I was stopped by the guards."

"Chief, you called me back. Do you have any orders?" Shi Bai could still laugh, but the chief was staring at Shi Bai's current appearance.

Because he couldn't be too rude when meeting the leader, Shiba went back to change his clothes - the white kimono on the character's portrait. In fact, Shiba had seriously considered whether to update the character's portrait as well since his hair color had changed. But after thinking about it, he thought that the black crane might cause people to have problems, so he simply gave up.

In the end, the old leader did not say anything about Shibai's changed appearance, nor did he punish Shibai for being late. He just stretched out his hand and motioned Shibai to come closer.

"Yes." Shi Bai bowed slightly, put one hand on his chest, saluted, and then slowly stood beside the bed. This was already a distance that would make people feel threatening.

The leader said in a deep voice that had accumulated over the years and carried a sense of authority: "Just now, an organization provoked the port mafia."

"Oh?" Shi Bai raised his eyebrows slightly. "This is really a big shock. Is there anyone who dares to challenge your majesty?"

The leader was not in a good state, and Shi Bai noticed this. Normally, the leader's attitude would be even more angry, and he would not explain so much, and would just let him solve it. But now, it seems that there is a subtle lack of energy. Even though the leader is old, Shi Bai has always felt that the term "old but strong" is very suitable for the leader.

So it was Dr. Mori...

The leader's voice interrupted Shibai's thoughts. No matter what, he still showed the momentum that could destroy an organization with a casual word, "I want you to solve this matter tonight."

Shi Bai blinked his eyes, as if he had completed a task, and smiled: "I understand, Chief."

"So, that organization is...?"

"Ha." The leader suddenly snorted and laughed. He said sarcastically, "A small self-defense group actually dared to come to Hong Kong to steal wine."

"A group of 'sheep' gathered together will only become the hunter's least rewarding prey."

Hearing this familiar word, Shibai understood it instantly.

Shi Bai's gaze shifted to the door. He smiled as if he suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, by the way, Chief."

"Do you remember your orders to me? About Dr. Mori."

The leader lifted the curtain and looked at Shi Bai, his tone seemed to be a little more interested, "Hmm?"

Shi Baiyang smiled faintly. Under the moonlight shining through the transparent glass window, his black hair, which had originally no longer looked so radiant in the shadows, once again reflected the cold texture of a sword.

"Dr. Mori is a good person. He has two children at home. He never gets angry at my mess and never does anything beyond his position."

"Of course, there won't be any problems for you to worry about, Chief."

Shi Bai stood by the bed, looking down at the leader of the Hong Kong gang who finally realized something was wrong. He smiled the same smile as usual and said, "Because Doctor Mori just accepted the leader's will when your [Knife] defected and became the new leader - that's all."

"Of course, I will also carry out your final order, Your Excellency the Chief."

As soon as the black-haired sword finished speaking, a silver light flashed, and the leader had no time to use his special ability - no one would have thought that the sword they had raised for five years would suddenly reveal his other side on such an ordinary day without any warning.

Feather-like splatters of blood stained the once clean sword. The chief's neck was cut cleanly, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, and the gorgeous bed was covered with bright red blood.

“Tick-tock—”

The tip of the knife fell to the ground, and blood dripped onto the ground in the direction of the knife. Shi Bai turned his head expressionlessly, looked at the opened door, and smiled happily again: "Hey, good evening, Doctor Mori."

Mori Ogai led Dazai Osamu in and closed the door naturally, his tone still gentle: "This is really beyond my expectations, Tsurumaru-kun."

Shi Bai smiled and said, "Didn't Dr. Mori expect this? He even brought Dazai-kun with him. Well, witnesses, murder weapons, everything is here!" Mori Ou shook his head with a smile, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

So Shibai complained, "Is it because I ruined Dr. Mori's plan? Let me think... Dr. Mori originally planned to assassinate the leader, and then Dazai-kun and I - I'm not exaggerating, but in the Hong Kong underworld, my attitude and bias are very important! I am much more useful than Dazai-kun."

"As long as I say 'Before the leader dies, he will hand over the title of boss to you', then after that, most of the troubles will disappear, right?"

"As the leader's most loyal sword, I believe I have the weight to defend myself."

The sound of clogs echoed in the room. Shi Bai walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass and looked at the beautiful night view outside. Because he had his back to the two of them, the smile on Shi Bai's face began to fade. He said seriously, "But if this is the case, it means that all the troubles will be taken care of by me!"

Shi Bai prolonged his voice, as if he was coquettishly saying: "Their attention will be on me, but I don't want to do this at all."

"Today too, Dr. Mori, you have absolutely planned everything and are just waiting for me to take the bait."

"I've never been afraid of trouble. If I had too much free time, Crane would have died a long time ago." Shi Bai raised his hand and placed it on the transparent glass. His fingers exerted a little force. Under Moriou's calm gaze, the seemingly fragile glass began to show thin cracks extending outward like a spider web from this position. "But this is something that I rarely want to refuse."

"And don't you think this is a big shock?" Shi Bai suddenly laughed.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the center of the broken glass. As he moved, there was a "bang" and the glass fragments fell down. Shi Bai turned his head and saw his gorgeous black hair blown up by the night wind. He was wearing a white suit and smiled the same smile as usual, and jumped down from the window.

"As expected of you." Mori Ogai helplessly rubbed his forehead, "You've brought me new troubles, Tsurumaru-kun."

At this time, the alarm in the leader's room sounded throughout the entire Hong Kong underworld because of this huge commotion.