Office of the Hong Kong underworld leader.

Mori Ogai sat in the main seat, looking at the piles of documents in front of him, and felt that his hairline was going to fall back again. Alice, wearing a red dress, was lying on the ground, drawing something on a white paper with a red crayon.

"Mr. Mori, I'm coming in." Following this voice, the door was pushed open, and Dazai Osamu, with a bandage on his face and a black jacket on his body, walked in.

Mori Ogai looked at Dazai helplessly and said, "At least knock on the door when you enter, Dazai-kun."

Dazai Osamu smiled and selectively ignored this sentence.

Mori Ogai's helplessness became more obvious in response to Dazai Osamu's reaction, but he obviously didn't get angry at him for such a small matter. Because time was tight and he had a lot of work to do, there was no need to hint at this matter. Mori Ogai asked directly to the point, "How have you been, Tsurumaru-kun?"

"Tsurumaru-san looks very happy and relaxed." Dazai replied, "Completely different from when he was in Hong Kong."

Mori Ou looked at the document in front of him with a look of regret, "So, it failed."

Dazai Osamu looked at Mori Ogai who made this expression and said cheerfully, "But doesn't this just meet Mr. Mori's expectations~"

"Oh?" Mori Ogai's eyes moved away from the document. The room was quite dim, and his tone was a little puzzled. "Why do you say that, Dazai-kun?"

"Although Mr. Tsurumaru is indeed an extremely useful weapon, that was before he killed the predecessor." Dazai Osamu used straightforward words to cut into Mori Ogai's thoughts, "Since it happened the first time, no one would deny the possibility of a second time."

"Are you willing to put your trust in a sword that has a history of killing its master, Mr. Mori?"

"Who knows if Mr. Tsurumaru's favorite shock will also be manifested in a place like this." Dazai Osamu smiled and said, "No one knows about this matter."

"You are so direct, Dazai-kun." said Mori Ogai.

"If it wasn't Mr. Tsurumaru, according to Mr. Mori's original plan, the one who would be so alert now would be me, right?" Dazai Osamu's expression did not change, and his tone was calm, making it difficult to guess his mood at the moment.

As for Dazai Osamu's cold and provocative words, Mori Ogai's emotions were not affected much. The man sitting in the main seat crossed his hands and rested his elbows on the table. He lowered his eyes and said in a gentle tone, "I never think about [what if]. For me, the most important thing is [the result]."

"Tsurumaru-kun is different from Dazai-kun. I prefer to think of him as a weapon rather than a human being. The predecessor died at the hands of the sword, but he failed to make the sword that should have belonged to him submit."

"It is much easier to tame weapons than humans. As long as Tsurumaru-kun agrees, I am willing to make him the sharpest sword in my hand."

Dazai Osamu looked a little surprised, "Mr. Mori actually thinks so?"

Sen Ouwai smiled and said, "Of course."

After saying this, Mori Ogai's smile widened, "Now that Dazai-kun is back, there are a few jobs here..."

Dazai Osamu's expression changed immediately, and he said decisively: "I refuse! I don't want the hair dye and hair growth agent that Mr. Tsurumaru bought before to be used on me at all!"

Mori Ogai said with a bitter face: "But now I can only trust you, Dazai-kun. If I don't give this task to you, no one else can do it."

"Then recruit new people!" Dazai Osamu replied, "Recruit subordinates who are completely subordinate to you, Mr. Mori."

"Just do as you say, Dazai-kun." Moriogai didn't give Dazai Osamu a chance to refuse. He put his hands together to end the conversation. He smiled and said, "I'll leave this matter to you."

"As for the candidate, I'm sure Dazai-kun already has an idea in mind."

Seeing that this mission was obviously a trap set for him to fall into, Dazai Osamu muttered a few bad words about Mori Obi in a voice that anyone could hear, and then reluctantly accepted this mission.

But when Mori Ou was looking at his back with a smile outside, Dazai Osamu's expression immediately turned cold as he turned and left, and he said silently: Lie.

Regardless of the evaluation of Tsurumaru or the words he just said to him, none of them were what Mori Ogai really meant.

After Dazai Osamu disappeared at the door, Mori Ogai calmed down his expression, and his red eyes were filled with pure thinking. He said to Alice, "Did anything strange happen during this time?"

Alice stopped drawing at some point and complained in a coquettish voice, "Rintaro didn't take me out, how could I know!"

Mori Owl smiled and said, "My dear Alice-chan, when I'm done with my work, I'll take you to buy a new dress!"

Alice looked even more disgusted at the word "dress".

Mori Ogai did not continue to reply, but instead thought about the tasks he had given to Dazai Osamu during this period, but he could not find any problem no matter how hard he thought.

"I always feel like something is out of control." Mori Ougai said to himself.

>>>>>

Compared to the detective agency, Hong Kong underworld is indeed a better place to commit suicide.

But for some reason, Shibatake did not choose to accept Mori Ogai's invitation. Instead, he changed into casual clothes, said hello to Yosano Akiko, and appeared in the slums of Yokohama again the next day.

Shibai had no idea of ​​his final destination. He wandered around with his hands behind his head and his eyes fixed on the sky, feeling bored.

The slums should be considered a very dangerous place for ordinary people, but for someone like Shi Bai who has the military power to protect himself, it will not be a problem.

And here, there is a very famous area called Leibo Street.

Leibo Street, as the name suggests, refers to a curved street that is sunken like a Leibo. It is a place that the government cannot see, a street composed of gray people, and a very ambiguous place.

Because he had no destination, Shi Bai didn't know how he ended up here. People passing by looked at Shi Bai with greed or caution, but because of the sword hanging from Shi Bai's waist and his aura, no one dared to be the first to step out.

People living in this dark place all have their own way of survival, because only in this way can they survive.

There was no expression on Shibai's face. He stared blankly at the sky, thinking about what he should eat for lunch today.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere in the detective agency was too peaceful that Shibai was used to relaxing himself. Just when he was bored enough to count the clouds, a familiar, clear, and slightly tongue-rolled voice of a young man sounded from behind him, "Hey."

Shibai turned around in confusion and saw a hooded orange-haired boy standing not far behind him, looking at him with an unhappy look on his face. Shibai's expression was restrained, revealing his usual smile, "Hey, isn't this Chuuya-kun? We haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Were you startled when you saw me?"

Nakahara Chuuya clicked his tongue and muttered something before answering, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, to see the scenery?" Shi Bai said, blinking her big, Caroline eyes.

"What's so good about the scenery in a place like this?" Nakahara Chuuya looked extremely impatient, but his blue eyes would occasionally reveal a complex and strange expression when he looked at Shibai.

During this period, the chaos in Hong Kong's underworld was well-known here, especially among the members of the Sheep, many of whom liked to spread these strange rumors.

Zhongyuan Zhongye did not deliberately try to understand what those rumors were, but they eventually reached his ears.

For example, the most terrifying sword of the Hong Kong gang defected, and before defecting he chopped down their leader - when Chuuya Nakahara heard this rumor, his first reaction was to think it was impossible.

But when I think about Kobayashi Masaaki's story, and think about how it was clearly not an accidental encounter that night...

Nakahara Chuuya stared at Shiba's shiny white hair and even suspected that the bright colorful black hair in his memory was actually his imagination.

When Shibai turned around, he saw the strange look in the orange-haired boy's eyes. He couldn't help but move a little closer and waved his hand in front of Nakahara Chuuya, "Chuuya-kun?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye irritably threw away the mess in his head, and then, as if he still couldn't resist his curiosity, he asked: "You...really defected to the Hong Kong underworld?"

I didn't expect Nakahara Chuuya to ask this question. Shibai thought about what Dazai Osamu said before, and said in a long and shy tone: "How could that be? I'm clearly a pure knife~"

Zhongyuan Zhongye was frightened by Shibai's artificial voice. He rubbed his arms which were covered with goosebumps and said, "Speak properly!"

Seeing such a big reaction from Nakahara Chuuya, Shibai suddenly laughed, and stopped using honorifics when addressing Nakahara Chuuya, "Chuuya, you are really interesting."

"Well - I roughly know why Chuuya is asking something," Shibai narrowed his eyes and answered under Chuuya Nakahara's vigilant gaze: "I won't harm your sheep. Even if I haven't defected, Dr. Mori should have canceled the pursuit of the sheep by now."

After hearing Shi Bai's answer, Zhongyuan Chuuya seemed to have just remembered this matter. He was silent for a while, then frowned and said, "I don't remember Yang doing anything to offend the Hong Kong underworld. Why did such an order appear out of nowhere?"

"Eh, Chuuya, don't you know?" Shibai was a little surprised. Facing Chuuya Nakahara's clear blue eyes, he explained, "It was the sheep's child who stole the liquor from Ganghei, so the predecessor issued such an order."

"But they were really brave. They dared to provoke the big tiger of Hong Kong triads at that critical moment."

"If it wasn't for coincidence... Yang would be hunted down by the Hong Kong gang now, right?" Shibai said without any malice: "Or is it because Chuuya has become so strong that he doesn't have to worry about the Hong Kong gang's revenge at all?"

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